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CHEROKEE i ADVANCE.
“We had rather be ricrht than to be President.”
VOLUME V.
CANTON, GEORGIA, SATURDAY MORNING. SEPTEMBER 8, 1883.
NUMBER 38.
THE CHEROKEE ADVANCE
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Professional and Businrs» Cards.
B F. PFRRY,
LOCiL AORST
FIRE AND LIFE INSURANCE CO
Oflk-e in store of J. M. McAFEE,
W. A. & G. I. TEASLY,
ATTORNEYS at LAW,
CANTON, GEORGIA.
Will g'va primpt attention to all bus-
1 less in muted to them. Wi 1 practice
i i n'l the courts of the ccunty, and in
the Superior courts of the Blue Ridgt
circuit. [j»n7 ly
SALE AND H) STABLE
G. W. EVANS,
Gainesville Street, t CAN ION, GA
ear the Railroad Depot
Horses and Baggies at reasonable
prices.
Carriage* and Horsea always ready.
Will send to any pari of the country,
with careful driven and gentle teams,
All kinds oi stock fed and well cared
for.
HAULING AND DRAYING
done at low rate*.
Customers will be politely waited on
at all hours, day or night.
G. W. EVANS,
nov26 '81 til Proprietor.
THEN AND NOW.
All the years of longing, waiting.
All the hours of loving, hating,
All tho dreaming, hesitating,
That have borne mo as a river
Bears the vessels that we give her-*
Looking hack, I sigh and shiver
At the time 'tween then and now.
Days of summer warmth and gladneM,
Moments of delicious madness,
And the nights of tearful sadnesi
That have ruled my brow with caro-linee,
Chilled me when tho noonday sun shines,
Placed tho thorns wliero memory still twines
Round the timo 'tweon then and now.
Midst tho tumult nf life's hurry
And tho thousand things that worry,
Shall tho bloom become a berry?
Shall the brd bceomo a flower ?
Tlir.t shall fill some sheltered bower
With a wond’roue perfume shower ?
Shall the then he lost in now ?
Patti Ilowatwoon.
JOHN II. BELT,
Cn,rpentev #
Having permanently located In Car
ter— He ii now prepared to do a'l kind>
ol carpenter’s work Building and rr
pairing n'nmply done at rati»factor\
pi ice*. Parties contemplating building
will lind it to their interest to get m
prices before closing contr'c'.s with oth
er workmen. J. H. HELL.
TIN SHOP.
.J. H. STEADMAN,
MnnuUcturer ol all Tinware, roofing
guttering, stove pipes, gas p'pes, atean
pipes and anything made ol tin, otc.
Repairing.—Will repair any and ev
rrylliing from a tin cup to a forty horse
ri gine at short notice. Ail charges low
and work warranted. Marietta street
Canton, Ga. [uia»25 82 ly
MEDICAL CARD
DR. N. SEWELL returns thank* to the
citizens of Canton and vicinity, for thoir lib-
rrsl patronage.
B.-.imr permsnenHy located, will continue
to nracicemedicine, sursery and midwifery.
Hoi ing by industry, energy and strut ap-
pi cation to business, to merit an increased
patronage mid oonfldonoe.
Office in Dr. W. A. Grpen’s Drug Store.
UeRidtnoe adjoining W. II. Warliolr.[nov9
•T. M. IHTRTZ,
ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAYV
CANTON, GEORGIA.
Office in the Court House. [mar25 ly
GEO. R. BROWN,
Attorney at Law,
Will practice in Ihe Superior Courts
nf Cobb, Rlilton, Forsyth, Pickens and
D.iwsen counties, and in the Superior
* nd .Tu ties C'urts of Cherokee.
( fli e t \?r J m M. McAfee’s store.
Special attention given to the collec
tion ol claims.
Business respect ully solicited.
Jan 13, 1883
PAINTING!
BRIDGES & FORRISTER,
Hiss a»J Sip Painters,
Will paint wagons, buggies, furniture,
and all other plain amt fancy painting,
t-^o or address J. W. BRIDGES cr J. B.
FOKIt srER Canton, Ga. [feblO’83
OLD “LIFE.
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THE—
‘CONSTITUTION’
FOll 1882-3.
b better equipped in every sense than
ever before to maintain its position
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be c'aimed. Namely, that it is
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Mississippi.
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6. Verbatim Legislature reports.
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The Great Georgia Paper—Better than
Ever. No Intelligent Georgian
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Every Georgian should take a paper from
the Capital during the next 8 months.
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Atlanta, Ga.
J. M. HARDIN,
House, Sign, Cariiage
—AND —
Grnanental Painter.
FRESCO & SCENIC AH 11ST ALSO.
Oriental and Grecian painting. Mt z \
Tintir p, Cardo-Tintinp, painting Septi
and Imm Ink.
Twenty-live per cent saved by apply
ing to me before contracting with others.
M t'.erial lurnluhed at bottom prices.
Satisfaction given or no charges made.
Sea or address,
J. M. HARDIN,
Mar.l0-’83. Canton, G.orgia,
C. D. MADDOX,
ATTORNEY at LAW,
CANTON, GEORGIA.
COME
AND
SEE ME.
I HAVE just opened a Complete Stock
direct from the manufactory of Fancy
Candies, Mixed Candies, Plain Candies,
Crackers ol all sons, Also Fresh Raisins,
Nuts, Oysters, Canned Goods, and every
thing wanted in this line. I respectful
ly ask patronage of my iriends, both in
the store and job work. Blanks, Deeds,
&c. always on hand.
CLAUDE F. EDGE.
Nov 18,1882.
R. E. CASON,
DENTIST,
Has now lccited in Csrtersville. He
solicits patronage from hiB old fritndi
end cflera bis professional services to *U.
I teua Ua
Refers by Permission to John Si'.vey &
Co., Tbov. M. Carke & Co., Jsmes R.
Wylie and Clrambling & Spalding, all
Atlanta, Gi. Mar.10 83
H. H. McENTYRE,
I3rielr, Plastering',
AND STONE WORKMAN,
CANTON, GEORGIA,
lam fully prepared to do any kind nf
Masonry or l’-astt rine at the lowest possible
rat,e», and solicit the patronage of lll've de-
liring work in ray line. M. II. McKntyrk.
A NEW WORK SHOP.
D W. Bridges has opened a shop one
door 11) i ve Geo. Lathem’s store. He
builds houtcb mills. Bridges makes and
repairs all kinds of furniture, and does
snythir gthat can be done with wood.
Call and see him. [janl888tf
J. W. JARVIS,
JEWELER AND PHOTOGRAPHER,
CANTON, GEORGIA,
Can be found at his Gallery, at any
time where he is always ready to do good
work at a low price. [JulylGtf
H. W. NETM.IN ,
NEWMAN & ATT AWAY
Attorneys at Law,
CAN'ON, : : GEORGIA
Old "Life” Edwards, ns I remember
him, was a jobbing cnrtmnn. I presume
ho lind been christened Eliphnlet; but
nobody ever called him by tho full
name, and for aught I know, ho may
have forgotten it himself. He drove an
old nag, noted for a most astonishing
concavity of tho spine, which brought
his saddle deep down in a valley. Much
a conformation was consistent with no
line of beauty, but it might have boon
iuvnlnnblo to a begiunor practicing
equestrianism.
But it was not of the old horse that I
proposed to speak; bnt of Life himself,
who had boon n nautical adventurer in
his younger days. For the anoient
mariner, in our parts, if ho has been no
favorite of fortune, and quit tho sen as
poor as he began, gravitates os naturally
to tho alternative of a flshing-boat or a
jobbing-cart os does tho brokon-winded
pugilist to a public-house.
Life told mo the story himself, but I
will not attempt to givo it iu his
language, for I never admired his style,
nor do I think my readers would. IIiH
yam had a great many knots in it. It
was interlarded willi "you know s” and
"don’t you see’s” until the result was
that at times the hearer didn’t see or
know anything; and it became necessary
to begin bnek and clear away tho fog
that enveloped his statements, even as it
did the old Sirius when Life deserted
her so suddenly. But I am anticipa
ting-
It was in the year "ninety-nine,” ac
cording to Life’s reckoning, when ho,
then nineteen years of age, was a boat-
stecrer in tho Sirius, on tho Brnzil
banks. Joe Pinkham, who commanded
her, was not the most agreeable man in
tho world to sail with; and Life found
his position on board anything but a
comfortable ono. Tho routiuo of a sub
ordinate’s duty under such a skipper
was a continuous martyrdom, but our
hero saw no prospect of escape from it
until tho cruise should bo at an end.
The ship was fitted only for one season,
and Captain Pinkham did not intend tc
drop his anchor except in a home port.
But relief from thraldom arrived to him
in tho most singular and unexpected
manner. Tho Sirius was lying to on tho
Banks, ono thick, murky night, and, for
tho avowed purpose of "working up" the
boat-stcorers, the captain had ordered
that they should take turns to patrol the
the "house” overhead, as a kind of
supplementary addition to tho regular
lookout on the bows.
The house was simply a mde covering
of boards laid over tho skids or boat-
bearers, and extending nearly the whole
length over the quarter-dock. Life,
buttoned to his nose in a monkey-jacket,
and roofed down to the eyes with a sou’
wester, mounted his post when his turn
same at midnight, and fell into a me
chanical movement fore-and-aft his beat.
It could not bo called a march: but it
was only that uuoonsciously easy straddle
known only to the possessor of flexible
"sea-legs.” Ho was communing with
his angry thoughts, and wishing him
self anywhere but on board the Sirius,
giving no heed whatever to his lookout
duty, when he suddenly awakened to a
senso of his remissness by a rushing
sound of water, and an overshadowing
cloud darkened the air. He cried out
something, he knew not what, but there
was no time to do anything to avoid tin
impending collision.
The strange ship’s jib-boom came in
directly over Life’s head; a terrific snap
ping and crashing followed; ho felt the
foundation going from beneath his feet,
and involuntarily clutched in tho air
abovo his head. Tho boards were tom
from under him, and the next moment
he swung out into the void, still hanging
JNO.T ATT a WAY on the stranger’s jib-martingale-stay,
among the wreck of her head-gear. The
two vessels were clear of each other,
and, unable to drop back to his own, he
li^d no resource but to climb up and
LtJokily, the stranger, who was run
ning free, was under no great head-way,
there being moro swell than wind at tin
moment of tho collision. Honoe, n<
serians damage was done to tho hull oi
eitltar vessel, and they had separated at
the first recoil. Thankful nt having es
caped with his lifo (I do not moan hit-
name), tho young follow scrambled
through tho snarl of wreck, upon tin
forecastle of the ship, where her crew
and officers wero all rallying now, t<
examine into tho extent of the disaster.
" Vui va la /” shouted the hoarse
voic . if sons# one in authority, as hi
jumped in on the comparative terra fir-
via of the deck.
But the French mate got no reply to
his hail. "Because, don’t you tee.”said
Life, "I didu’t know nothin’ about par
ley-Wooin’, you know." Bo tho next
mint (to tho interloper was surrounded
by a ring of astonished mariners, and n
great stock of breath was expended, foi
wliieh noi tlier party was any tho wiser.
At length a little fellow was pushed into
the ring, who spoko tho only language
which Life hod considered worth spending
time and labor to loam. Through th<
medium of this interpreter he was in
formed thnt lie was on board the Frov-
once, merchantman, bound to Bordeaux.
Bnt there was not muoli time to spend
in explanation. To think of restoring
their new recruit to his own vessel was
quite impossible. Slio was already far
to the windward, and to secure the
head-spars it was necessary for the
French ship to keep off before tho wind.
When Lifo came to consider tho mat
ter, he decided that ho had little or noth
ing to bo sorry for. Ho lmd escaped
unhurt, almost by a miracle, and his
situation among his new shipmates was
r.ot likely to bo moro unpleasant thar.
under tho ty runny of Jno Pink Irani
He had left a few old clothcH on board
the Sirius, but not much money was
due him, as the ship had taken but littic
oil.
TLf’re was one matter which haunted
his thoughts moro than all others
Rho-lu Joy would suppose him dead
and it was quite uncertain how long it
wi.aAI bo before be eoitlJ inform hor
her mistake, for tho political affairs oi
the whole world were, at that period, ii
a most unsettled state. It was not ons’
for those living under different flags to
communicate, cither in person or by let
ter. It was in tho midst of tho epiasi
war between tho United States and
France, and although this was confined
merely to naval operations, tho beliger-
ont state of affairs was well known to the
crow of tho Provence, ns well as to Ed
wards himself. Under a fnlso impres
sion, Riioda Joy, though sho loved him
as her lifo, might, after a proper season
of mourning, unite her fate with that ol
some other man. Bnt at nineteen no
youth is long despondent, if his con
sconce is clear; aad our hero, being we!
treated, merged in with tho rest as one
of the crew of tho Provence, and, for the
present, at least, had no reason to sorrow
at the cliango of vessels. With tho aid
of the interpreter ho nrado rapid progress
iu acquiring tho language orally, as lie
thought it might bo of great advantage
to have such knowledge at some future
time.
Ho was not destined to see the port of
Bordeaux at all, for the Provence was
overhauled in the Bay of Biscay by a
French line-of-battlo ship, tho Tonnerro
and three of her men selected to serve in
the navy of tho French Directory, one
of whom was the poor waif whom she
had picked up, as it wero, on her jib-
boom. Little cared tho boarding officer
to what flag ho truly owed allegiance.
He was an able-bodied seaman, and such
were in demand; that was a good and
sufficient warrant.
It seemed to Life now that liis iden
tity and individuality were completely
lost. For tho Tonnerro was ono of the
clumsy, crowded ships of tho day,
mounting at lenst twenty guns too many
for her length and tonnage, and feeding
a hundred or two moro men titan were
of any earthly use in manning them.
Hence, in an action, her battery was too
close to be effectually worked, and, ac
tion or no action, everybody was in
everybody else’s way. Ho was no longer
Life Edwards; he was only number so-
and-so, a unit in a cumbrous host of
Frenchmen, a single cog or screw of n
Wi l practice in the Superior Court of. ,, .
Chen k.e and adjoining counties. Prompt secure Ins footing on tho other. By the
atttntion ei'<n to nil husine'-s plaotdin | time he had succeeded in doing this, the
their hands. Office iD the Court House. I had vanished into impenetrable
mist and darkness,
vast, unwieldy machine.
Tho Tonnerro did little but make fly
ing runs from one French harbor to an
other, and verify, by her good sailing
qualities, the taunting boast of her
British foes, that tho French ships were
built to run away, and their own to fight,
But in a few months afterward the coup
d’etat of Bonaparte changed the whole
order of things, and infused new vigor
into all warlike movements, naval and
military. The First Consul could not
make up his mind to loso his conquests
iu Egypt; the Tonnerre, with several
other large ships were ordered to sea
and succeeded in running tho gauntlet
into the Mediterranean
But the elements were not so easily
avoided as the English cruisers. The
rennorre became separated from hoi
consorts iu bad weather, and was driven
out of hor course over toward the Bar
bary shore. Tho galo blow itself out at
last, ami, while in the act of making sail
o work off tho land, an explosion of hoi
magazine took place, from some mysler
ions cause which has never boon ex
plained. Tho late proud ship was rent
to fragments, and tho nine hundred be
ings who bad been crowded into he
wero either hurled instantly into eternity
or were left in the son clinging to pieces
>f tho wreck.
It was merely ono of the little accidents
of war, such os come dimly down to us,
condensed into a single lino of chronicles
of tlmt poriod. This was before the ag<
if daily papers and indefatigable report
ers, and little was preserved of tho detail
if such matter. What wore a thousand
human lives, more or less, during that
era of human slaughter?
Our adventurer still clung to life and
to a shattered spar, Tho sea becnmi
smooth and calm; small crafts put out
from tho shore as soon as tho thunder o'
tho explosion was heard, and he, will
some twenty others, was picked up ami
carried into Tripoli, to bo held to slavers
at tlio vill of tho pirate sovereign.
Lifo used to relate mnny of his adven
tures whilo n prisoner among thesi
Ish'm'lites” as ho culled tiicm. H<
was not a little proud of the fact Hint In
was no "servant of servants," but was
attached to the personal staff of tho great
Bashaw himself.’’
Finding no loophole of escape, ho w
held five years in tho service of tin
tyrant, who, he admitted, was mon
merciless than Joe Pinkham. nis heart
beat high with hope at the fli-Ht appear
anco of the hostile American fleet in tin
year "throe”; but ltopo was destined t
bo long doforred, and during tho wn
that ensued, liis position and treatmen
wero still less endurable thau before.
Among tho prisoners taken with Bait
bridge in tho Philadelphia frigate, I
recognized one of his former qomrudt
on the Birius, and found on opportunii
for a-abort conversation. His nppea
anco in tho Utah was, of course, like
resurrection tohlh n'sfonlslied shipmate
It was known that Life had boon walk
ing in the lmrricaoe house, and had
ottered one cry of alarm, after which no
ono had secu or hoard of him. It was
naturally supposed, as tho whole foun
datiou beneath him had boon demol
ished, that ho must have boon killed or
knocked overboard at lho moment of the
collision. They had no knowledge of
tho name, nation or fate of tho ship
which had tlnm como in contact with
theirs. Life Edwards, was, beyond all
dispute, dead, and was so reported on
their arrival home.
It was something of a blow to the
poor slave, oven though ho was not un
prepared for it, to learn Dint lUiotla Joy,
after giving two years to liis memory,
hml married another; but he did not
suffer wlmt might lie called a boyish
disappointment to weigh long on liis
spirits. It was only wlrat lie ought to
have expected, and no one was to blame,
on oil her side. He soon forgot to grieve,
as lie listened to the musie of tho Con
stitution’s cannon, and dodged the mis
silos thrown into the city.
It used to seem strange to mo to think
• Imt the old teamster, whom I met every
hour in tho day, shouting his "Git up I”
and "G’long !” to tho lank hollow-back
steed, hod really been an actor in such
cones, had beheld the terrible effects of
tho bombardment, had looked upon Old
Irionsides in a blaze of angry fire, and
had listened to tho night explosion of
tho Philadelphia when blown np by De
catur, and of the little sketch in which
the devoted Somers and his associates
met their mjsterious fate. Thrilling in
cidents which seemed so far awny in the
past, ns I read them iu my school history,
wero brought almost before my sight
when tho old man talked ns carelessly
about them as ho would of hauling Mr.
Smith's ton of coal yesterday.
When tho humbled Bashaw sued for
peace, Life was included iu the ransom
with other prisoners, and returned to his
entry after six years’ absence. It does
not appear that either he or his old love,
trendy a wife and mother, made fools of
themselves, as heroes and heroines are,
for the most part, licensed to do in simi-
a.r cases. They accepted the situation,
and made the best of it; whiclt course
may have been more or less heroic, ns the
critic may choose to consider it.
Life followed the sea for mnny years
afterward, and, in duo time, married.
FTis worthy dame, as also the lihoda Joy
of the story, both honored by numerous
grandchildren, were still living at the
time I learned these facts from tho old
cartman’s own lips.
THE IIAUGiITT GRADUATE.
A Lillie Story of Mfe In ■ Print Shop.
[From tho Cliioago Tribnno.]
"Can I come in ?”
A young nrau whoso clothes wero sus
piciously new, aud upon whoso face
there was a complacent, self satisfied ex
pression, stood in tho doorway of the
editorial room.
"Certainly, yon can,” said the horse
reporter, "ouly don’t say anything tc
tho effect that wo ought to have a pleas
ant summer after such a rainy spring,
or you may find yourself a pallid corpse
in the donjon keep beneath tho moated
turrets of theonstlc. If you arc looking
for tho Hartford Sunday Journal, tlra
Owego Record, tho Nuinla News, or the
Batavia Spirit of the. Timet, you will
find them in tlrat pilo of papers on Unit
tablo in tho corner. If yon want—”
I don't want to read any exchanges,"
said tho young man. “The object of my
visit was to see the principal editor—the
one who makes engagements with jour
nalists.”
Tho what ? ”
The editor who makes engagements
with journalists."
‘Oh, you mean the man who hires the
hands. He's in the other room. Do
yon want a job ?”
Well,” said tho young man in a
rather haughty manner; "I have some
thoughts of entering tho journalistic pro
fession.”
You mean that you want to hire out
as a dock-hand on a newspaper, don’t
you ?”
"Perhaps that is your way of express
ing it, sir," said the young man, "but
our professor of rhetoric always told us
that —'"
"Oh, you’re a eollogo graduate, are
you?” said tho horse rejKirter. "J
thought you hod a kind of I-shall-now-
go-forth-ar.J-tnkc-elrarge-of-ftffairs n'r
about you. I suppose you graduated
last tveek ?"
"Yes, sir," was tho reply "and I may
say that my oration—”
“I know nil about it,” said tho horse
reporter. "You spoke a piece about
‘ Life’s Lesson ’ or ‘ Our Country’s Fu
ture,’ or something liko tlrat, and when
you had finished it the young lady iu
the percale dress, whom you have been
, taking to the weekly meetings of tho Plu
tonian Literary Sooiety for tho lust two
years, sent a big bouquet up to tho
platform for you with a little pieco of
rose-tinted note-paper in tho oentro of
it, with ‘From Ono Who Admins
Genius ’ written on it. There are now
moro young mon who started out to
carve a niche high in the temple of fame
chasing largo red steors over the arid
plains of Texas or delivering mackerel
to the first families than you can shako
a stick nt. Your best hold for tho next
yeur or two will bo checking off barrels
of A1 sugar for some wholesale grocery
house over on ltiver street. Destiny
won’t get loft any in tho meantime l”
“Then you do not think I will bo able
to make my mark in tho journalistic
profession ?”
You might,"replied tho reporter, "if
you wero to go up stairs and fall over
some typo, but not otherwise at
present.”
"Good day, sir. I shall keep my eye
on journalism and await an opportunity
to join its ranks.”
"All right," said the reporter, "but in
case tho street-car conductors get tip an
other strike you bad better remove your
optic from journalism aud head for the
car barns."
A Boston Woman Says Tills.
"Comk, come l Let us have peace l"
said a mild-mannered spectator to the
man who was on top in tho fight, and
who was thumping his opponent vigor
ously. "That’s what I say,” was the re
sponse, "and I mean to have jicace if I
have to kill him to get it.”
I am a milliner, and I have mode be
tween 31,500 and 82,500 a year in my
business for some time past. I married
four years ago. My husband is kind and
good-looking, but ho never learned any
trade, had no profession, and could not
average 8-500 a year. I loved him, how
ever, hut I saw that it would not do to
depend upon him, so I kept on with my
business.
After a time I think he got a little lazy,
and as wo were both away during tho
day wo could not keep house ami got
sick of boarding. Finally I proposed
that he should keep liouse, and I would
run the business and find the money.
Wo have now lived very happily in this
way for two years. My husband gets up
and builds the fire, gets breakfast, and
I leave at 7:45 for my place of business.
He does the washing and ironing, the
cleaning, and I do not know of any
woman who can beat him. He is as neat
as wax, and can cook equal to any one
in town.
I may be an isolated case, but I think
the time has now come when women w ho
have husbands to support should make
them do the work ; otherwise they are
luxuries we must do without.—Boston
Globe.
AN exchange tells of a woman who was
struck dumb while ordering her husband
to clean his feet at the door. Wives
should paste this on the north-west quar
ter, section four (4), range three (3) ol
their hats.