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N »rtl| Qeofgiaii, PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDA BEU/I ON, g-a. by JOHN BEATS. TkRMI— JI.OO per anaum 50 cent* for >ix fflonui; 25 cent* for three month*. Partiei away from Bellton aie requested to send their name* with such amount* of money a> they ean pare, 'rom 2cc. to JI WITH A BLOIIER. by la. moillb. Mt friend, the tender of this porous paper Conveys to you the true confession That, though few friendly gifts could be the cheaper None can excel this for impression. Oh, may the ink, this downy whiteness spotting, Be changed toward me like wormwood never; So, while your various missives you are blotting, Please keep the memory of the giver. A LADY, AFTER ALL. * Lennox Ray sprang from the train and hastened up the green lane to the wide, old-fashioned farm-house, carrying his valise in his hand. “I wonder if Nannie got my note and is looking for me ? Hallo !” This last exclamation was drawn from Ray’s lips by a cherry, which, ooming from above, somewhere, came into sud den contact with his nose. He looked up, and there, jierched like a great bird upon the limb of a huge old cherry tree, and looking down at him with dancing eyes and brilliant cheeks, was a young girt “How do, Lennox? Come up and have some cherries ?” was her mischiev ous greeting. w “Nannie ! Is it possible ?” exclaimed Lennox, severely. ; And, while Ray looked on in stern dis approval, the young witch swung herself lightly down. “Now don’t look so glum, Lennox, dear,” she said slipping her little hands into his with a coaxing motion. “I know it’s tomboyish to climb the cherry trees ; but then it’s such fun I” “Nannie, you should have been a boy,” said Lennox. “I wish 1 had 1 No, I don’t, either; for then you wouldn’t have fallen in love with me. What made you, dear ?” with a fond glance and a caressing move ment. “Because you are so sweet, darling,” answered Ray, melted in spite of him self. “But I do wish, Nannie, you would leave off those hoydenish ways and be more dignified.” “Like Miss Isham?” asked Nannie. “Mias luKam is n very superior woiu an, and it would not hurt you to copy her in some respects.” The tears sprang into Nannie's eyes at his tone. They went into the parlor, and Ray took a seat in a great arm-chair. Nannie, giving her curls a toss back ward, went and sat down. “ I wish you would put up those fly away curls, and dress your hair as other young ladies do,” said Ray. “And see here, Nannie, I want to have a talk with you. You know I love you; but in truth, my dear, my wife must have something of the elegance of refined so ciety. Your manners need polish, my dear. I came down to tell you that my sister Laura is making up a party to visit the noted watering-places, and she wishes you to be one of the number.” “ Are you going ?” asked Nannie. “ No; my business will not allow it; but I shall see you several times. Will you go ?” “ I don’t want to go. I’d rather stay here in the country and climb cherry trees every day.” “Nannie, I must insist upon more self-control,” said he, coldly. “But don’t send me away,” she plead ed. "It is for your good, Nannie, and you must be content to go. Will you ?” The supper-bell rang at that instant, and Nannie hastily answered, "Yes, let •ne go, Lennox,” and ran out r’ the room and up stairs to her own chamber. “ Yes, I’ll go. And I’ll teach you one lesson, Mr. Lennox Ray, see if I don’t,” she murmured. It was nearly the middle of September before Mr. Ray, heated, dusty and weary, entered the hotel where his sis ter's party was stopping. " Lennox ! you here ?” said she. “Yes. Where's Nannie?” “She was on the piazza, talking with a French Count, a moment ago. Ah ! there she is, by the door.” “ Ah !” said Lennox, dropping Laura’s hand, and making his way toward the door. But it was difficult, even when he drew near, to see in the stylish, stately lady, whose hair was put up over a mon strous chignon, and whose lustrous robes swept the floor for a yard, his own little Nannie of three months ago. Lennox strode up, with scarce a glance at the bewildered dandy to whom she was chatting, and held out his hand with an eager exclamation: “Nannie!” She made him a sweeping curtsey, and languidly extended the tip of her fingers, but not a muscle moved beyond what ac corded with well-bred indifference. “Ah, good-evening, Mr. Bay.” * *O, Nannie I are you glad to see me?” -aid Lennox, feeling that his heart was . billed within him. The North Georgian. VOL. 111. “ O, to be sure, Mr. Ray, quite glad. Allow me to present my friend, the Count de Beaurepaire. Mr. Ray, Mon sieur.” Lennox hardly deigned a bow to the Frenchman, and offered his arm to Nannie. “You will walk with me a little while? ; “Thanks—but the music is begin ning, and I promised to d>mce with Mr. Blair.” W “But afterward?” said Lennox, the chill growing colder. “ But I am engaged to Mr. Thornton.” “When, then?” demanded Lennox, with a jealous pang. “ Really, my card is so full, I hardly know. I will, however, try and spare you a waltz somewhere.” “ Good heavens! Nannie, what affec tation is this ? ” She favored him with a well-bred stare. “Pardon, Ido not understand you.” And taking the arm of her escort, she walked away with the air of an Empress. Lennox sought his sister. “Laura, how have you changed Nan nie so ?” he demanded. “ Yes, she is changed. Isn’t she per fect?” “ Perfect? Rather too perfect to suit me,” growled Lennox. “To-morrow I shall see more of Nannie,” he thought. But to-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, it was always the same, and “that elegant Miss Irving,” as they styled her. was always in demand, and poor Lent ox, from the distance at which she kept him, looked on almost heart broken, varying between wrath, jealousy, pride and despair. “Nannie,” said he, one morning, when he found her for a moment alone, “how long is tins to last?” “I believe you wished me to come here to improve my manners, Mr. Ray; to acquire the elegance of society,” she said, coldly. “But, Nannie—” “ Well, if you are not pleased with the result of your own advice, I am not to blame. You must excuse me now, Mr. Ray ; I am going to ride with the Count de Beaurepaire.” And, with a graceful gesture of adieu, she left him sick at heart. That afternoon Lennox walked unan nounced into Laura’s room. “ I thought I’d drop in and say * Good by ’ before you went down stairs,” said he. “I leave to-night.” “Indeed? Where are you going?” asked Laura. “O, I don’t know,” was his savage reply. ‘ • You can take a note to George for me?” “Yes, if you get it ready,” said he. “Very well. I will write it now.” Laura left the room, and Lennox stood moodily at a window. Presently Nannie came in and stood near him. “Are you really going away?” she asked. “ Yes, I am,” was the short answer. “ And won’t you tell us where ? ” “I don’t know myself—neither know nor care !” he growled. She slipped her hand in his arm, with the old caressing movement he remem bered so well, and spoke gently, using his name for the first time since he came. “But, Lennox, dear, if you go away off somewhere, what shall I do ?” He turned suddenly and caught her to his heart. “ Oh, Nannie, Nannie 1” he cried, passionately, “if you would only come back to me and love me—if I could re cover my lost treasure, I would not go anywhere. Oh, my lost love, is it too late?” She laid her face down against his shoulder, and asked: “Lennox, dear, tell me which yon love best, the Nannie you used to know, or the fashionable young lady you found here?” " Oh, Nannie, darling 1” he cried, clasping her closer. “I wouldn’t give one toss of your old brown curls for all the fashionable young ladies in the world.” “ Then you will have to take your old Nannie back again, Lennox, dear.” And Lennox, passionately clasping her to him, begged to be forgiven, and vowed he would not exchange his pre cious little wild rose for all the hot-house flowers in Christendom. A Bohemian in Austin county, Texas, had been stacking hay, and after finish ing the stack he slid down, and a pitch fork that was leaning against the stack stuck into his throat and penetrated to the brain. He lived two days after the ftocidsnt* BELLTON, BANKS COUNTY, GA. SEPTEMBER 9, 1880. BLACKWELL’S ISLAND This is the largest island in the vicin ity of New York; it contains 200 acres. It is long and narrow, with a deep chan nel on either side, and is the most strik ing feature in the East river. It was fox more than a century in the possession of the family whose name it bears and was used for farming purposes. The family eventually declined, and the place was sold in 1823 by oneof thelastrepresenta tives for the then enormous sum of $30,- 000. The purchaser (James Bell) was a speculator who was unable to meet his payments, and the property was sold under foreclosure. This occurred in 1828, and the city determined to pur chase it. This being known led to a spirited competition, and the property was run up to $52,000. It was bought by the corporation as a place for penal and charitable institutions. Blackwell’s island would, if put into the market to day, bring $10,000,000 for residences. It is the healthiest and prettiest place ever devoted to its present purposes, and the convicts and paupers have the best air in the woild—infinitely better than the packed population of the city. Tweed, in fact, was much healthier as a Black well’s island convict than cooped up in Ludlow street jail, where, indeed, he soon died. Two years have elapsed since he was laid in his grave in Green wood, and how rapidly he has fallen out of notice ! The last appearance of his name, indeed, was in the record of a life insurance company, which paidapol icy of SIO,OOO on his iife. Probably that was the only really honest money the family had received throughhim since he abandoned brush-making and gave him self up to that career of knavery which made him a convict, whose only release was in death. PROGRESS IN JOURNALISM. A St. Louis correspondent says : The other day I met here Col. George Knapp, proprietor of the daily Republican. He is a medium-sized, gray-haired, rud dy-faced gentleman, not apparently over tiO years old—quiet, interesting, pleasing in manner. He was with his large and genial editor-in-chief, Mr. Hyde, both of them enjoying a mutual interview and a lean against the iron railing along side the magnificent architectural pile, the “ Republican building.” Our con versation turned on the past and pres ent of journalism, and their contrast. Col. Knapp indulged in this interesting bit of retrospect: “ Fifty-three years ago I began with the Republican. It was a weekly then. We hud nothing but a wooden hand press. Our city circulation was less than 200. I delivered the papers myself. It took two stout men several hours each week to work off on that press our small city and country edition. The entire edition was only 600 or 700, Our office was in a little old frame building then.” “ And what is the statistical difference now, Colonel ? ” was asked. “ Oh, it can hardly be stated in words. You see this morning’s issue (opening a copy). Well, our new press prints both sides at once, and cuts the pages and pastes them together and folds them up as this is, at the rate of 30,000 copies an hour. I have thrown up the job of de livering our city edition, as I’ve grown old, and concluded to let the poor boys ’tend to that. ” ■ ♦ • A negro family near Montgomery, Ala., were taken ill, and a voudou doc tor was called in. He said that snakes were the cause of the trouble, that their eggs were in the air and water about the place, and that he would destroy them for SIOO. His price was deemed too high. Then the doctor made a pass in the air with his hand, and showed two toy “ Egyptian snake eggs,” of the kind familiar to the children of the North. These had been floating imperceptibly in the air, he said. He touched a match to them and uttered some gibberish, while the snakes were rapidly extend ing themselves. This was satisfactory proof of his knowledge and power, and he was paid the SIOO. A somewhat strange case came belore an English court of law a few days since. The Rev. E. J. Warrington, rector of Denzil, Essex, was charged with libel ing Miss Andrews, of Benzil Hall, by reason of his refusing to administer to her the holy communion. He aggra vated the alleged offense by reading that part of the rubric before the congrega tion which declares against evil livers presenting themselves to take the sacra ment, using the feminine gender while doing so. When Miss Andrews went to the table the rector refused to adminis ter the communion. Lord Penzance, lief ore whom the case was tried, reserved judgment. THE SPIDER. The intelligence and power evinced by the spider in securing its prey has often attracted attention ; but we havp seldom heard of so remarkable a display ol these faculties as we Witnessed a short tine since. A small-sized spider had made his web on. the under side of a table. Early one morning, a cockroach was noticed oh the floor, directly under t]je web, and, on approaching to take it a jay, it was found that the spider had thrown a line around one of its legs, and. e the observer was looking at it, the spider came down and lassoed the oppo site leg of the cockroach. The spider then went up to his web, but instantly cime down and fastened a line to anoih er leg, and continued for several minutes dieting down and fastening lines to different parts of the body of his victim. Tie struggles of the cockroach (though a full-grown one) were unavailing to effect his escape—he could not break his bqids, and his efforts seemed only to citangle him the more. As his strug ghs became more and more feeble, the spider threw his lines more thickly aivund him; and when he had become netrly exhausted the spider proceeded to raise him from the floor. He at first railed the head and forward part of the bciy nearly half an inch; then raised the other end; and so continued to work, till the cockroach was elevated five or sixinches from the floor. Thus, “hung in chains,” the victim was left to die. Ths spider was, as before remarked, a small one, and could not have been more thin a tenth of the weight of his prey. Spiders crawling more abundantly and conspicuously than usual upon the in door walls of our houses foretell the ne»r approach of rain ; but the follow ing anecdote intimates that some of thiir habits are equally the certain in dication of fiost being at hand. Quat rener Disjonval, seeking to beguile the tedum of his prison hours at Utrecht, hid studied attentively the habits of the spiier : and eight years of imprison- iiad giv<n -hinrhnsare to’iin weh versed with its ways. In the December of J 194, the French army, on whose suc cess his restoration to liberty depended, was in Holland, and victory seemed cer tain if the frost, then of unprecedented severity, continued. The Dutch envoys ha< failed to negotiate a peace, and Holand was despairing, when the frost sudlenly broke up. The Dutch were now exulting, and the French Generals prepared to retreat; but the spider forewarned Disjonval that the thaw wodd be of short duration, and he knew that his weather monitor never deerived. He contrived to communicate with the army of his countrymen; and iti Generals, who duly estimated his claracter, relied upon his assurance that within a few days the waters would be again passable by troops. They de layed their retreat; within twelve days the frost had returned the French aimy triumphed, Disjonval was liber ated, and a spider had brought down ruin on the Dutch nation. WHAT CHILDREN SHOULD READ. she greatest trouble which ensues Iran placing sensational literature in the hands of children is the false idea of life wlich it produces. Many children ev er? year, after reading those thrilling adventures and glowing descriptions of the “golden West,” have become dis satisfied with the tame and seemingly uneventful school life and have left their homes to seek their fortunes and follow tutor hero. Most of these deluded fort une hunters find their mistake and like the prodigal return, but with the taste for good reading impaired. Such litera ture should not be placed within the reach of children. There are plenty of goad, useful books of moral tone that are suitable, pleasing ana at the same time instructive. History is now gotten up in such a pleasant style that it is a source of amusement as well as in structive to read it If novels must be read—and none ean deny that a good novel occasionally does no harm—his torical are preferable to those whose chief merit seems to be the excitement they may produce and the false ideas of life they may create. Every piece a child reads should contain a grain of truth, either moral, philosophical, po litical or historical, that it may spring up and bear some fruit of usefulness. It is quite important, too, that the youth should be conversant with the topics of the day, which may be found in the leading papers. No one can be consid ered well read who knows nothing of the literature of the times. President Hayes visited recently the house in Branford, Ct., built by his great-grandfather, Ezekiel, 150 years ago. NO. 36. .. 1 . B ’ MA ; m -io! ...~ Jupww, WELL-BRED' CHILDREN. It is delightful to see well-behaved . children in these days, when young America rides rampant over all estab lished laws of etiquette. One meets too many little people who act as if they tnought it of no consequence how they behave at -Rome. They talk loud, are boisterous “When they enter a room, race up arid down stairs, and call with loud f voices from one story to another, siati ining every door after them until the npisq |s hke the a gnrfllesS of the great annoyance andfiri com/ort they inflict upon all in the house. A visitor at a house where such behavior in children is tolerated would scarcely recognize them if he met them away from home,, they can ’b6 ho quiet and unobtrusive. But that is? not being yefined and polished. True po liteness and good manners cannot be taken on or put off at pleasure. They must be home-made, instilled into the minds-of the children from the cradle, tri be the pure article. But if it is nef —to be sure, even a spurious article is bettor than none. At least it will be some relief to those who must witness the boorishness of their home manners. But if a child can be taught how to‘con duct himself properly in a friend’s hriiise, surely he must know that rude conduct at home is offensive and reprehensible to the last degree, and in no wise to be tolerated. Parents can train their cliildreri to be polite at home as Well as abroad, and they are guilty of a great wrong if they do not accomplish it. The first and most important element of good breeding is consideration for the feelings of others. —— *- W, » - f . PLAIN FOOD. If plain food is well and carefully eopkpd, it is as palatable as richer diet, mid much more wholesome. Take as simple a dish as “hasty pudding”—when properly made, it is a dish “ fit for a King,” but, when half cooked or sea soned, it is fit only for pigs and chickens. ,<lo"kiiig is just as trifle a chemi«d pro cess as any result secured in a labora tory. And, as in chemistry, the least deviation from proper proportions in a given compound will give a result en tirely different from the one sought, so it is largely in cooking. In the country, tiai little attention is paid to diet How few farmers have a good bed of aspara gus, so desirable in early spring between ‘ ‘ hay and grass, ” when the whole system cries out for fresh vegetables, and yet such a bed is easily started, and will last for fifty years. Some farmers do not “feel able” to afford their families any kind of meat but salt pork, summer and winter, and yet they can buy good, fresh beef from the butcher’s cart for less than what they would sell their everlasting pork for, and by “boiling down” in the kettle, with a few light dumplings, you cun have a fresh-meat dinner that will be eaten almost as heartily as roast turkey. Health largely depends upon the food we eat. A man threw a gun across his shoulder at Pineville, Indian Territory, and said he was going hunting. His way led past a neighbor’s house, on the porch of which some children were playing. He took quick aim at a little girl and fired, killing her instantly. The only explana tion he can give for the deed is that he felt an irresistible impulse to do it GUILD EATEN BY AN ALLIGATOR. Mr. John Owens, who lives two miles this side of Florida Town, on the eastern shore of Escambia bay, related to one of our citizens recently a most horrifying affair. His statement was—and he gave it as a positive fact—that while a party numbering some three or four were taking a sea bath, their attention was directed to a little 10 or 12-year-old boy whom they had left on a reef in shoal water near the beach, the men having ventured into deeper water. On looking in the direction of the child they realized the awful fact that the boy was being swal lowed by an alligator, fully half the vic tim’s body still being visible, and then suddenly disappearing in the frightful jaws of the monster, whose trmeendous mouth was plainly seen by each one present. They at once returned to the shore, but not a trace of the unfortu nate lad could be discovered, save the blood which floated on the water.— Pensacola (Fla.} Advance. He was saying, as he scratched a Tucr fer on the side of the house, “ I like those houses with sanded paint; nice when you want to strike a match, you know.” “ Is that so,” she asked demure ly; "I wish I lived in a house with sanded paint”—and then she looked things unutterable. If he had asked “ What for?” she would have hated him. But he didn’t. He took the hint, and i the match was struck then and thsn. Published Thursday at BELLTON. Q-EORGIA RATES .OF SUBSCRIPTION. Oae.year (W-pumbew), ,$1.00; six month* r\"4. Climber*)f&k Cents; three months (IS numbers),.2ace.nt«. Otflce-m ine Smith building, east of the depetr- Z li. .itisE irdiiDs. In faith and hope, the world will disagree, But all mankind’s concern is charity.—Pope. It is right to be contented with what we have, never with what w-e are.—Mackin tosh. He that pryeth into every cloud may be stricken with a thunderbolt— Joseph A 'Cook. ' f No Boofcaaresolegible as the lives of men;, no characters so plain as their mor al QQnduct a ’ EvzNiSMe notin our power; butitab ways ,is to make a good use of even the wbrst.—BCT'kdfey. ' I ON&B kfiew a man who had advanced to such' a pitch of self-esteem that h$ never mentfoned lAmself without taking [o|T his hat— Be not divifloff-frem y6ur duty by any idle reflections the sflfy world may make upon yott, for their censhres are not in your pdwer, and pprist/quently should not be any part of ydur concerns.— Epictetus. To find recreation in - - amusement is not happiness; for this (joy comes from without, and is, therriforb, dependent on accidents, which often cause inevitable affliction; but the happiness that is found in the wml itself is abiding. , Some people when they meet a loss sit down despondent; others go to work all the harder and make a gain that more than covers the loss. There is a good moral to the following: 'At the battle of Shiloh an officer rushed tip to Grant and said: “Geneial,Swartz’s battery is took.” “Well, sir,” said Grant, i“you spiked the guns before they were itaken?" “Vatl Schpike dem new guns ? No, Sheneral, it would schpoil ’em.” “Well, then, what did you do ? ” “Do ? Vy, we went right in and took ’em back agan.” AIDS FOR THE DEAF. Dr. 0. H. Thomas, of Philadelphia, has been making a careful study of audi- . phones, dentiphones and other devices for that all these instruments depend for their action upon the principle of acous tics that solids—in this case in the form of thin plates—vibrate in unison with the sound waves produced in the air near them. In these instruments the sound vibrations are of sufficient force to be audible when conveyed to the in ternal ear through the medium of the teeth and cranial bones, independently of the ordinary channel of hearing. Various materials were experimented with, and the best was found to be fuller’s board, or press-board, when treated with shellac varnish and thor oughly dried, and is an improvement over metal or hard rubber. The sim plest instrument, and one which excels all others yet made, is a small rod of hard wood about two feet long and a quarter of an inch thick. One end is placed against the teeth of the speaker and the other resting against or between the teeth of the person hard of hearing. If the speaker now articulates in a nat ural tone of voice, the vocal vibrations will be transmitted in great volume through the teeth and thence to the ears of the deaf person, and later observa tions show that it will still convey the voice if held against the forehead or other portions of the skull of the hearer. A STRANGE FACT. The thinker finds various things to speculate about while passing through life. It is singular that man, the biped, is the only animal that requires amuse ment. No other animal on the face of the earth is driven to the base expedients to which man is compelled to resort for diversion. Man, the pleasure-loving biped, must needs kill time ; and, if the criminal law were to select out of the murderers those who commit crime for the sake of something to do, it would be found that a vast number of innocent victims were used as mere wax dolls or dummies, and that the actual and pur posed victim was poor old Time. Why the time of these human beings should be created and given into their hands merely for them to kill is a thing which the Creator thereof can alone explain. NERVOUSNESS. Tea and coffee-drinking does not strengthen the nerves by any means, though they temporarily stimulate them. In fact the nervousness and peevishness of our times are chiefly attributed to tea and coffee. The digestive organs of con firmed coffee drinkers are in a state of chronic derangement, producing fretful and lachrymose moods. Cocoa and chocolate are neutral in their psychic effects and are really the most harmless of our fashionable drinks. A partrddoe nest with 200 eggs in it was found ili Lexington, Ga.