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•W AYNBSBORO BUR IS. 33 OUNTY, GEORGIA "S ALUS POPTTLI SUPBEMA Ti B 3C BSTO. VOLUME V. THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 25, 187. f NUMBER 24. ‘The Expositor’ PUBLISHED JEVERY THURSDAY, BY Frost, Lawson, Corker & Gray, $2.00 PER ANNUM, IN ADVANCE. Official Paper of Burke Co. EVERY DESCRIPTION OF Pamphlet and Job ork ■ EXECUTED PROMPTLY AND AT REASONABLE RATES Satisfaction Guaranteed I! To Every Person Sending ns a Club of Eire Subscribers, with $10, we will send One Copy, Gratis Rules and Rates for Legal Notices* * ’ Spates of land, etc., by Administrators, Executors, or Guardians are required by law to be held on the first Tuesday in the .month, between the hours of ten in the forenoon and three in the' qft*rnoon, at the court-house in the oounty in which the property is situated. Nut ices of these sales must be given in a dub lie gazette in tn& county where' the land lies, if there beany.' Noticesfor the sale ofpersonal property must be gioen in like manner ten days previous to sale day. 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STeriff Sales, per square 3 3 00 Mortgage fi-fa. sales, per square 7 0U Ilax Collector's sales, per square 3 00 Ci talionfor Letters Adm in istrat ion and (Guardianship 14 00 Aj plicationfor Letters Dismissoryfrom Administration anti Executorship... A /plicationfori' Lsttsrs Dismissory from <Guardianship 5 OOl Application for-lsave to sell land, per sqr Notice to debtors and creditors H Land, tales, per square 4 00 Sales of perishable property, per square 2 0.0.| hslray notices, sixty day. Keeping LcUt. TUia quaint Lenten poem, written l>y Robert Herrick more than two hundred years ago, points a moral as valuable now as It was thou: Is this a fast to keepe The larder leans, And cleane From fat of veale and sheep 1 Is it to quit the dish Of flesh, yet still To fill The platter high with fish 1 Is It to fast an howre, Or ragged to go, Or show A downcast look and soure 1 No; *tis a fast to.dcle Thy sheaf of wheat, Aucl meat, Unto the hungry soule. It is to fast from strife, From all debate, And hate; To circumcise thy life. To show a heart griet-renfc, To starve thy sin, Not bin; And that’s to keep thy Lent. 6 50 4 00 5 00 6 00 Notice to perfect service 7 00 Rules nisi toforeclose mortgagee;par sqr 4 00 Rules to establish lost papers, per square 5 00 Rules compelling titles 5 00 R ilss to perfect service in divorce cases 10 00 Application for Homestead . 2 00 Rates of Advertising and Terms of Subscription: Transient advertisemonts, first insertion,. 31 00 8ujitoqnenfe insertions 75 No advertisement taken for loss than one dollar. Monthly or semi-monthly advertisements insert ed at the same rates as for new advertisements, .each insertion. L beral deductions will be mado with those ad vertising by the quarter or year. A l transient advertisements must bo paid for when handed in. 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If subscribers move to other places without informing the publishers, and the papers are sent to the former direction they are hold responsible. 5. The Courts have declared that “re fusing to take periodicals from the office, or removing and leaving'them uncalled fjrji H PRIMA FACIE EVIDENCE OF INTEN TIONAL FRAUD.’’ G, Any person who receives a newspa per and makes use of it, whether he has ordered it or not, is held in law to be a absoriber. 7. If subscribers pay in advance, they »re bound to give notice to the publisher, at the end of their time, if they do not wish to continue taking it; otherwise the publisher is authorized to send it on, and the subscriber will be responsible until an express notice, with paymcin of all arrears, is scut to thc'pnblishoiv but my the [From the Nashville Banner.] COED WEATHER IIV “TUR KEY NECK BEND.” Esculent Eccentricities in Obed’s River —Up-Cumbcrland Frigidity Eclipsed by a Michigander’s Experiences. Celina, Tenn., Jan. 18, 1875. The weather has been several degrees below a writing point for some days past, and if it had not moderated just when it did, the chances were that several of Ceiina’s citizens, who had been carry ing stiff upper lips might have contract ed a permanent job of it. Indeed, there was a reasonable probability that I should have attended my own funeral, had I not, during the most extreme pinch, abandoned a splendid feather bed - nr.d f.nnlr. to—rooming in tLn pl^oo for safety. Covering with the back log was all that saved me. Boreas at last blew wanner blasts, and people began crawling out of their holes to chat over the unusual state of the weather. A few evenings since m one of ..the bar-rooms that ornament the principal thoroughfare of Celina, the old quorum were gathered around the stove “gass ing” one another on their experiences during the biting weather just passed. Scoggins had the honor of slash ing the rag over this bulwark of American liberty, and performed the operation in a style peculiar to tho roughbreds. “Apple Jack” had s;one down to “three drinks for a dime,” and a full quorum was on hand to operate on the decline. “Turkey Neck Ben,” a stout woodsman who lived in Turkey Neck Bend of Cumberland river, had just shelled out forty cents on the crowd and taken a box. Scoggins lunged an iron “crow-Lar” into the pot-bellied stove and set it to roaring. What it failed to do in the way of warming up was amply accom plished by the low pri:ed brandy. Tongues wagged freely and more than a dozen pair of ears set- cocked for ev erything that was said. “Wbat’s the news up in the Bend, Turkey Neck ?” The question came from Scoggins who had humped himself up on the counter in the attitude of a listless listener. “Oh, nothin much, awful cold • p thar Saturday.” “Were you cuttin saw logs that day ?” asked some one. “ W ell, yes, I cut a spell before break fast, about eighteen cuts, and was on my nineteenth when three of my toes froze off, an I quit.” “What did you do with your toes?” “I left them in my boots and they growed back as soon as it thawed.”* Scoggins rolled off behind the co-n ter ready for business, but the crowd thought Turkey Neck wasn’t thick enough for “liokcr.” After a silence of some moments, “Dave Kingston,” a ball-topped son of the Cumberland, checked on hi^ coat tail for a handful of chestnuts and chawed out between the cracking of them: “It’s a little of the dang’st wus3 luck for the Squire.” “What ?” asked Jo Platte. “Why Squire Bill Tankaley’s killed his little quarter nag Hoopec,” and he done it himself by all his dang care lessness, too.” “How’d he do it?” inquired several at once. “Why, you see,” replied Dave, with out batting so much as an eye lash, “me’n -Jo Kidd had a bet of thirty five dollars in, snooks that Hoopee could boat Bill Overton’s gray filly ton foot in the quarter, on the 20th Jinuary. Well, when this ycVo cold snap sot in it was so durned oold that Old Tanks- ley ho went to bilin’ water for his stock to drink, an’ day before yestorday ho tho’t he’d j use re.sk him on a pan full of warm dish water, and I’ll cat him cf it didn’t freoezo in his throat and choke him co death ’fore they could build a fire ’round him ah’ thaw it out.” “What’ll you take next was Jo Platte’s subdued comraont.” Dave was imbued with the spirit of brandy just than. The crowd hovered again, and Dave passed the chestnuts. , A mild-hended youth of Obed’s river <,: lowed that boss tale of Cumberland Dave’s had too muoh bar on it,” “I’ll tell Jer what did happen in papa’s house,” said he, “and I got papes on that.” Obcd pulled out of bis pantaloons pockets an Irish potato and passed it uround the crowd. It was as hard as a stone—frozen. Dave took tbo tube and eyed it ask ance for a few seconds, aud said, “Qoine agin Oby, yer o-a-n-t pass that rook for a perfater | skinned too many of ’em for that.” “Well, now,” replied the Obed’s riv er youth, “fouk’n jioker on it or not jist cz yer please; but mother’s bin a bilin’ a mess of them taters the whole week, and yisterday pap took that very tater out’n the pot and laid it on a rock, and tried to bast h—1 outn’n it with a sledge hammer. The best he’kd do with it was to fetch a few sparks of fire. Then he took and sold fifty bushels of ’t*m this morning to a Northern man. who said he wanted to have ’’em cut for moss agit breast pins. The balance of ’em he’s agoin’ to boulder his front lane with next summer.” * “That’s so, gentlemen,” said a voice- in the door, and a nice, clean cut, dou ble breasted, short man entered the sa | loon and i-nak .a seat jn the circle^ trying to play himself off on you. | I paid his father one hundred dollars for fifty bushels of them thi3 morn ing, and he is to ship them to Chicago | on the next steamer down, and if they answer the purpose for which I bought them, I will send and^get t e balance. The new comer said bis name was Wirth, and that he was a travelling geologist. He claimed to live iu the North, and that he was out in this country on a prospecting tour. His sudden appearance amongst them rather closed the crowd up on the wea ther for a little while, until he reverted to it himself, by remarking that- this cold spell reminded him of u winter he was teaching school in oue of the rural districts of Michigan. “Relate.” “Give us the story.”, " “At your service, gentlemen. But in the’fi.st place, allow me to state that I was raised by pious paronts of the Baptist persuasion, and never al lowed to utter anything not strictly true. Thus yo.u sec I contracted this habit early in life, and have never de viated from it (except to serve one ses sion in Congress) nor-wilVT now, and if there bo any within the sound of my voice that doubts me, let him stand up and take”— The word that indicates a desire to possess, had scarcely passed the stranger’s teeth, ere the entire quo rum were ranged along the counter, looking Scoggins blandly in the eye. “The same,” “the same,” “thesame/’ was th passed down the line. The movement non-plussed the ex- Congressraan somewhat-, and he inquir ed : “What meaus all this sameness, my friends ?” . “Didn’t you invite all withiu the sound of your voice to stand up and take,” replied Jo Platte. The piously l’aised Northerner, imag ining ho inhaled the effluvia of a ro dent, came to time in bis off hand way and said, “Well, gentlemen, I throw up, as the sea sick joker says, and call the previous question. What I was going to say is, let him stand up and take it on very sudi’ehly, Tho thermometer frequently Mis 100 degrees bolow zero in five minutes. But the Winter of ’04 was a ruiiark ble winter. I remem- bor ono duy,lalong in the fall of tho year, one of those suddon changes came on while I ridden my horso into tho creek ti water him. Tho water was very swift and ns clear as a bell. Well; to* ovTof the usual blasts came on, and boibro I could ride out tho oroek froze clear, to tho bottom, aud cut tho horses logs off just abovo tho knees, apd I had to. ride him home on his stumps.” “Obed’s River” shuddered and.mur mured “decanter.” , “Yes, nr,” (Obed’s hint went by do- fault); “ he cantered all the way homo with me.” Mr. Wirth oontinued : “On another ooeasion, about Christmas time, I skated down the same creek to my brothor’s steam saw mill, and walked up stairs with skates on, to speak with him a minute. While up there tho boiler bursted and blew me over a hundred yftrds high, and if it hadn’t been for the ohangoablonesi of the wea ther I shouldn’t have been here to tell it. Before I turned to come down a oold snap came up, and fuoze the steam into a lake of ice under me. I lit on my feet and skated up thereuntil night, then climbed down by way of a tall tree.” Turkey Nook Ben whistled. Tho Michigander sneezed .and 4 remarked that he was taking cold from thiuking about it, but wont oa: • “Yes, gentlemen, tho winter of ’64 up in Michigan, was so cold that gun powder wouldn’t burn. I •remember distinctly "the: scare we all had in our town, in J&uuary of that year, just .ele ven years ago to-day. I remember it too well. Some wretch entertained a- slight grudge against our flourishing little cit^, and swore he would thrpw a fire brand into tho town magazine and blow us ty atoms. MW.ppvv)' od v bdioved it an idle th(rt*at, but this cL .'Ogtcwryminrfi’goire appear^ d in clo^T-proximity to the magazlne- witli a chink of fire in hand, t -re member ifi-Well. I was leaning against the magazine wall. He made a rush for the deoil*, and I rushed down to Chicago# A citizen told me afterwards that iu Hive miuu>tes the maniac was |lord oDull he surveyed.’ Well, sirs, they toltJ mo the fellow plunged into tiie little house containing eleven hun dred poijpds of powder, whirled the fire brand aiwind his head and yelled, s'ic semper tspannis/ and plunged it into an open keg*’ “Andfcidn’t it blow up ?’ ? exclaimed th3 horrp'-stricken listeners. “Not if the court? knows herself, aud she’s of the opiuitn she do. No sir, she didn’t blow up.f The whatber turned cold so quick just then, aud froze that powder so hard t|at it actually put the fire out as soon Is it touched it. Of course the powdfl; was ruined as powder,but the In five minutes tho gentleman from Michigan was alone with Sooggius and bis assistant. Ho smiled, and told Scoggins, as ho pnid off that score-, that tho school 6tory was nothing. It was merely about a boy who undertook to write an essay on the weather just as one of those cold spells came, and the subjeot con gealed his brain, splitting a two inch crack in his skull | that was all. Then he passed bl&udly out. Corporal Bullet. [From the Detroit Free Press.] HOW OLD JIM DKAYTOIV “SWORE OUE.” He came up town to drink the old year out and the new year in.— There are mon who can remember when he had a cottage of his own; when he was well dressed, and had a frank, hon est face; when his children wept to Sunday school and his wife was well clothed and carried a boppy face. Old Jim found himself going down the hill, and almost in a year ho had changed from a bard working, respectable man to a ragged, lazy sot, and no effort on the pert of those who loved him could stop his descent. His home went, his fortune weut, good clothes and happy faces disappeared, and wretchedness and poverty moved into the old tene* rnent house on Beaubien street with him. Do you remember when his child was run over and killed ? Old Jim was dead drunk while the body lay in the bouse. Were you ever at the Central Stution court wbeu he was sent up for drunkenness or for beating his wife ?• — Have you never s°en him sleeping his drunken sleep in the alley ? Haven’t you heard the police speak of “Old Jim Drayton ?” A red, wicked lace, having not one^sofc line ia it—red eyes looking stupidly and vacantly at you— a battered hat, ragged clothes—you surely must nave iiiut mm at some time. Old Jim meant to have a big drunk. That was a good way to wind the old year up. He had been drunk Thanks giving—kb had staggered home drunk Christmas night, aud when his boys were heard wishing that Santa Claus had not passed them b}', the father be-| came angered and beat them. The- bar keeper knew him as he entered the sa loon and called for drinks. He had called there dozens of times before, and his face was as familiar as the sight of the bjg decanter from which he poured his drink. - '“Wait a minute,” said the bar-keep er, who was wiping off the counter; and old Jim sat down at one of the tables. Two young men came in and sat down nedr him. Jun was in the shadow, and they did not know who it wah. And out—in doubts. But as you prefer to stand up and take it in, why, er, ah, Mr. Bar-keeper, just score that one for me.” Scoggins chalked down 12 at 10— $1 20. The tariff had evidently not [been removed on the Michigander. Assistant bar-keeper here drenched the stomach of the little stove with another scuttle full of slack, and David’s chestnuts circulated freely again. The boys insisted that the stranger’s should take a chair, and go on with his Michi gan experience. “Well, as I was about to relate awhile ago, in the winter of 1864. I taught in one of the rural districts of Michigan. The weather is very change able iu that couutry. Cold Snaps'come sweat Qf.fcti’hDchment, and sold it out to the/clt; poor for lump ooal at per cart laid !” • “Tile miniac was arrested immediate-' ly, wajn’fcr be ?” “Hin I The ioo'undrcl was so exas perate! over the failure that.ho placed a pista in front of his head to blow his braiiTslout., but it was so awful cold the buret glanced off on the frozen at- mosphre, aud he escaped unhurt. “Thl greatest misfortune of it all the next day it thawed, and the biilet pierbed the' hbart of our worthy Mayor who was passing near the spot.” “Butigentlemen you are expecting to lieariy school experience. I hope you’ll prdon me—-my mind was drawn away fun faev story by the recurrence of thesdtrifling circumstances. As I was goir to say—” Aboqthat time of the evening, by Scoggin cloek, it occurred to Dave the Obed’s River youth, Jo d the rest of the boys, that was decayed iu Denmark. Tim McKinley outside, and fced h in an undertone “if he reck oned th ar feller had been listenin outside re he came in thar.” It raer rolled over Tim’s mind that ho Id. •b as they drank their bepr they spoke of towa authorities wme just then in Kiegstc Platte, somethi Dave tc The e out app! tion. “As I ing sch< Mioh “Hold ,tering | fruni, st “Hair, “Dave ohoolmastor continued with- ntly noticing tho interrup ts going to say, I was teach in the winter of ’64 in n thar,” hollered Dave, on- door again. “Wbarar you ger.” Michigan /” id been about some in the world. 1 simply romarked, “Good day strange; break off some of their bad hubit^l finally one of them said : “Some ono was saying that old Jim Drayton had cut his throat 1” “It’s -good news, if true,” said the other, “no ono Will miss the qld sot—‘ not even his family.”'. His wife and children are in rags, his home hasn’t a cenifort, and if he’d only die folks would fed like helping them. He’s the lowest drunkard in Detroit I’\ ! “Yes, I’ve often wondered why he didn’t jump into the river,” rejoined the other. “If I ever get as low and rag ged and mean as old Jim Drayton I’ll shoot myself.” Old Jim heard every word. If be had had a glass of whiskey down, he’d have leaped up and cursed them, but he was sober—as' sober as he had ever been for ten years, and he made no move. Was he low and mean ? - Did everybody feel that way toward him | Did everybody notice his poor old house, ragged children, his rpd face aud watery eyes ? Did men speak to each other of his degradation, his neglect of his family—would his death be good news to tho public ? “Do you want whisky or gin? asked the bar-tender; but old Jim did not hear him. He had leaned back against % wall, pulled his hat over his eyes and was thinking. Driuk had robbed him of his honest look, his frank tone, and his strength and skill, but it had not robbed him of his memory. Ho could go back over tho decade and re member his ploasant home, his happy family and his own honest, independent feeling. Shame came with memory.— He had not got sc low but that words oonld strike him. Two or three other men camo in, aDd while they were drinking one of them asked : -'Isn't that old Jim Drayton over there in tho corner ?” “Yes, that’s tbo old sot,” answered another. “Wondor if ho isn’t going lo swear off—ha I ha I ha I” responded the third, Tho words stung old Jim again.-— They oallcd up something of his old spirit, and he sprung out of his chair and exclaimed: Yes I am going to swear off!” “ You swear off—You—ha I ha I ha! laughed tho men. “Hut I will! I know that I'm a drunkard, and that I’m ragged and low, but 1 can reform I” That’s good I” they all laughed; “biggest thing out! Old Jim Drayton swenring off—Im ! ha! ha I” “I will—with God’s help, I will I” lie replied, striking the bar with his . fist. Their shouts of laughter followed him as he went out, but they strength ened his sudden resolution. He stop ped for a moment at the gate and won dered vsJiy. he had never before noticed how gloomy and wretohed and lone some the old hovel looked. It was a fit home for a drunkard and a wife beater, lie opened the gate, paused, then turned and went to the grocery on tbo corner, and with the money ha meant to get drunk on he purchased a few little toys for the children and re turned and entered tire desolate house. He stood in the door for an instance and looked around at the bare and bat tered walls, the bare floors, the wretch edness and poverty. His wife crept away, fearing his drunken wrath. Ha know what moved her, and it out him liko ,a knife. “Mary, come here!” he said, as ho closed the door and held out his hand ; “1 am not drunk to-night I” She slowly approached him, wonder ing if drink had crazed him. “Mary f” he said, as he clasped her' hand, “I haven’t drank a drop to night !” ■ - “O,—!" ,4t<3 sobbed, breaking right down in an instant. “They call me old Jim Drayton; say I’m a sot; wondering why I didn’t die; say I can’t reform,” he went on; “but I’m going to stop drinking—I have stopped!” She put her arms around his neck, but oonld not speak. “From to-night, as long as I live, I’ll be James Drayton again—sober—steady —a kinjl husband and a good father i Go and wake up the children, Mary, and let ns all pray together !” • “Is father going to kill us ?” they whispered as they were aroused from their wretched beds. “No—no—he’s sober—he’s going to ■ he good again I she sobbed. At midnight the voice of prayer, bro ken by sobs, was heard in the old hovel and old Jim Drayton, kneeling at his chair, says: “Mary—children—may heaven help me to be’a better man !” So may it be. After the tenth of this month it will be Useless for any person to ask the stamp clerk of tho Detroit postoffice to lick on a stamp for him. He's been very obliging in this respect for a year past, but he finds that his health is failing, and his family doctor has told him to shut down on it. His tongue is- so glued up from Monday morn ing to Saturday night that when | man wants lo know how much postage there is on a letter to Turkey, he replies;— “Do you want to send it to Con— Constsn—Constantin—i” and he can’t-- get any further. And he finds that so- much mucilage going down his throat spoils his laste for mince pies and bucki- whpat cakes, and he frequently dreams ' that ho is a big hunk of gum arabic; and that some one is boiling hiirp down and bottling him up.—Detcmt Free Frees. Tho second adventists are holding a apries of meetings in Gloucester county New Jersey, to prepare for the end'of the world, which, according to their calculations, is to take place on 4ha 19th of April next. A cotempoiary says that the people iu some portions of the country are very much excited over the prediction, aud that one man has so much faith in it that lie has concluded, on tho strenght of it, not to work any more. If concluding not to do any work is evidence of faith in the Second Advent thoory, we must have a number oi the faithful scattered around loose everywhere. Tbo Apostle might choose to prove his faith by his works, but wo know a great many people who prefer the opposite plan.