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MY COURT LADY.
BY LEO>OKA LIPMaS 11 ISSEY
CHAPTER Y.
Mother and I were Bitting together in my
room when George came in and, whistling mer
rily, went to his room.
■What do you think of his chance?, said I.
‘I cennot tell, my dear. He has changed a
great deal siBce he was here last. He is almost
too much like his lather to have my heartiest
good wishes. Poor T»m !
It was strange. These words had been in my
heart all night : poor Tom !
She loved him. I felt sure, but of the depth
of that love I had no evidence, and I could not
count definitely on anything while my cousin,
with his wonderful manly beauty, was near her.
She loved beauty so, and she was so easily over
come by superior strength and power , mason-
online strength, mere muscular force, straight
lithe, powerful form could so easily win her
keenest admiration. , , T . ,
We four were together a great deal. It seemed
to me that any man, not absolutely blino,
must have discovered bow Tom loved her. It
was like George though, to take no notice of it.
It ui coisiatent with her comfortable conoeit
and her easy carelessness.
He took her preference for him as a matter of
course, and gave himself no more trouble about
it. Of course the men would admire her ; he
could not love a woman who was not superla
tively attractive ; it was perfectly natural and
to be expected, that men should admire the wo
man whom he had chosen to be his wife. And
of course she would like to be admit ed. He
was not fool enough to expect her to be entirely
satisfied by his admiration only ; no man oould
reasonably expeot that of any woman, particu
larly if a beautiful woman ; and beautiful wo
men were expected to flirt and make fools of the
men. All this was in his manner , indeed, he
said as much to me.
And in this way she let things go od. It was
wrong, I know.
It would have been so easy, it appeared to
me, to oome out boldly and tell George that she
had honestly tried and had failed to keep her
promise.
But she had thought over the matter so muoh
that it had assumed the most alarming and ex
aggerated proportions, just as everything which
we allow to take complete possession of our
minds will do.
Moreover, George’s manner towards her was
so confident that she had not the courage to un
deceive him, and more than that, he gave her
no opportunity to tell him the truth. She
could not go to him and Bay abruptly : “You
are mistaken, I do not and cannot love you.
Women have to be asked before they can say
such things, and George had seen fit not to ask
T fcio, wilh not enough courage to be bold for
once, and thus obtain her freedom, she let the
days pass by j let the tide carry her on, and
daily grew weaker and thinner, and less like
herself.
The struggle was a desperate one with her.
I watched her prayerfully, for I knew that if
she should happen to arouse herself and con
quer herself, her character would forever after
be richer, fuller, more perfect. There was the
turning point. Alter this she would either be
s tender, weak, yielding but lovable woman, or
she would be a tender, courageous, true and
holy woman. And my heart yearned over her.
One day, George received a letter from his
mother. He read it and went hastily into the
library where Tom and Miss Bassford were try
ing some new duetts.
•Corneille,’said he, hurriedly, ‘I have just
received a letter from mother, which makes it
necessary for me to leave on the first train, can
I see yon alone ?’
‘Certainly,’ said she, nothing more.
The very thing she had striven against, the
very thing which she most dreaded was coming
upon her now. Out on the verandah, I hsard
it all, and I stood praying with all my soul that
God’s strength would possess her who had little
enough of her own.
'I must leave yon, Corneille,’ he said, after
Tom had closed the door behind him. When
shall I come again and claim yon before all
men for my very own?’
He ought to have known that such abrupt
wooing could not have won her, even had she
been to win.
She said nothing. After waiting a while he
went up to her and taking her hand in his drew
her towards him.
‘I have your promise, Corneille, and I have
never known you to break that.’
‘But George, I cannot. Indeed, I cannot!’
And it was only a hall promise, at best.'
•Cannot what, Corneille? Cannot be my
wife ?, He spoke a little sternly.
Then I trembled most for her. She was such
a sensitive, timid thing, that any sternness
could have forced her to almost anything.
•I cannot love yon, George. Oh, do not in
sist upon a fulfillment of that promise. I should
not have made it in the first place ; I would not
have done so had I been more firm. I might
have remembered that love iB beyond the con
trol of even stronger women than I can ever
hope to he.’
‘But you can try.’
How she flashed out at that! I had no idea
that such vehemence was in her. After all, it
is true that these gentle, meek natures, when
aroused, have in them depths of passion never
dreamed of.
•Try ! Have I not tried every day and hour
since we parted? For the last two months, has
it not been my most earnest desire to love you
perfectly? Is not that my prayer? Oh, my
God ! Have I not lived in torture because of
this promise which bung like a sword over me,
and which was always farther from fulfillment?
No ! I will not try. Give me hack my promise !
It is worse than useless for yon to hold it. I
would rather lie down and die than be your
wif© I*
•Softly, my friend,’ he said, and I knew, al
though I could not see him, how like his father
he looked.
•Yon need not rave. MoBt certainly I do not
want to make yon marry me.’
Then his love for her, which was the strong
est emotion he had ever felt, completely over
coming him, he said :
•But how can I give yon np ! I have so wor-
shipped yon ! I cannot live without yon . And
he caught her in his strong arms and pressed
her to biro. For a rocroent she let her head rest
upon his breast, finding his etrsng support al
most a com tort alter her striving ; the mere
physical relief and influence was keenly felt by
her, and fer a moment she was tempted to stay
there and tell him that with or without love,
she was weary and wanted to rest. But her
better nature ccmingto her rescue and making
her loathe with all her soul the weakness of
which tLe was so nearly guilty, ate sprang lrcm
h m end luijirg her Bee in her hands, sobbed
convulsively. . . ,
Thus he left her. He barely had time to
catch the train , so, bidding ns a hasty farewell,
he went away. It was years before we saw him
again, and when we did see him, a litt e, fair,
pale wirtsn, totally unlike Corneille, leaned
tpen h s aim, trd he introduced us to his
Alter he left Corneille began to grow brighter,
her color cine tack, and she was, in every way
beginning to be herself once more. Uncle Tom
still came only occasionally. I think he must
have thought her still engaged to George.
Some days I was almost determined to tell
him the true state of the case, but I co«ld not
summon sufficient courage to speak te kim
upo« a subject which he plainly avoided.
I was getting impatient with these two. It
seemed to me they would never come to any
satisfactory understanding, and it was all for
the want of a little plain speaking.
One day in early summer May, and Tom and
I were attending to the transplanting of some
geraniums from the hothouse to the garden.
May bad been talking incessantly all the
morniDg, and Tom and I had laughed heartily
at her childishness and sagacity.
•I know what made Miss Bessford cry so last
winter,’ said she suddenly, as she came with
almost the last geranium.
•Look, May,’ said I, You’ll fall if you don’t
take care. You've talked enough now. The
next thing yon know you will be so busy chat
tering that you will break one of these pots.'
‘I reckon I don't carry flowers with my
tongne, do I uncle Tom ? So, why should talk
ing make me fall? I’ve been talking all day,'
•Talk as much as you please, Makie. I will
be responsible for the flowers. What de you
think made Miss Bassford cry ? Did she cry ?•
•Because Uncle George wanted to make her
marry him, Little folks can find out lots, I tell
you. Mamma sent me into the dining-room
for the cake-basket, and I peeped through the
glass-^aer and watched them, and I heard every
word they sa?<L‘
•But May, 1 I began,
‘No ! you needn’t say one word, for yon heard
them too, unless you were asleep, and folks
i don't sleep standing np, do they Uncle Tom ?
| I saw you standing on the verandah, right by
) the window, and you were obliged to hear, 1
} ‘But what was there to hear, Makie ? asked
Tom, a little impatiently.
‘Why, the funniest things! I heard Miss
Bassford tell Cousin George she’d rather die
than marry kim. And he laughed in the
strangest way, as if he didn’t care a straw. Aad
then the very next minute he snatehed her up
and kissed her. Sakes alive, UaoleTom, hew
he did kiss her ! And then she cried as bard as
I do wken mamma whips me. I expact he hurt
her. Do you reokon ho did ?‘
He did not answer the child, but laughed
heartily. It seemed to me the weight and bur
den of all the weeks and months before were
shaken off in that laugh. He seemed to grow
young again, all in a minute.
After our garden work was finished. May and
I returned to the school-room.
It was May’s practice hour. I west with her
into the sohool-room, intending to sit there un
til Corneille would be free to walk with me.
We found her with her head resting against
her easel, upon wbioh was still the picture of
the sad-eyed woman watohing the skiff which
was coming to its ‘haven nnder the hill. 1
‘Are you sick, Corneille? 1 I asked, anxiously,
‘No, child; and yet, yes! I do not believe I
can endure this life muoh longer. Yesterday
when your father read that flattering criticism
of my picture, in the New York gallery, it
sounded like mockery to me. I was so happy
when it was finished. I am so miserable now.
And see here, ‘ putting a Tribune into my hands,
‘What do I care for it all ? I would give the
praise of a hundred such men as have judged
that effort of mine for the touch of my dear
father's hand and the sound of my mother's
sweet ‘my child. 1 I am so utterly, so absolute
ly alone, and worse than that, I am so weak
and so unworthy of all this womanhood which
weighs upon me. ‘
I could say nothing to comfort her, I knew
it was best to say nothing, so, for answer, I
pressed my hi nd over the red-gold braids and
tried to make her feel that she was not utterly
friendless,
‘Go out and walk awhile now,* I said after
awhile, ‘I will attend to May's prsotising.‘
I went towards the piano with my mind full
of Aurora Leigh's sad complaint.
in as goed a light as I eould without hanging it
I sat down to wait for them.
The tea bell had rung some time before they
eame in. He led her straight to my mother in
suoh a proud, happy way, saying—
‘Weleome your sister, dear Mary.'
It was a glsd surprise to mother. Her joy
must have been gratifying to Corneille, end so
must also have been father's cordial congratu
lations. _ „
Turning to go into the dining room with per and Calaveda, Julius followed the road Mrs
Tom, her eyes fell upon the picture. T J 1 ^
‘Oh my Retrospection, ‘ she exclaimed. ‘He
and sffeotually and to cover the signs
of their flight he eouid not satisfe.o-
torly account for. But be knew that
the lame giant, who was the moving and
master spirit of the abduction, had infinite
resources of ingenuity and cunning and that he
had deliberately planned the carrying off o c
Nelly and had made all provision for oarrying
out his purpose.
Accompanied by Mr. Montgomery Joe Har
will have no mors of such sad pioturss, Alice. ‘
‘What is it ? J asked say uncle. And standing
before it with her hand in his, she answered
him,
‘It is I, sighing for the ‘tsnder grace* of my
girlhood, with all my serrow weighing upon
me before my ship had sailed into its calm,
happy haven. '
And he, steeping, kissed her before us all,
and said, simply
‘Your present and your future, with God's
help, shall be so full ef peace, my darling, that
there will be no room in your heart fer sighs.*
And so we leave them, my ‘Court Lady- com
pletely won by as noble a prinse as ever wore a
crown.
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Reduction of Passenger F ares.
GEORGIA RAILROAD IS SELLING
STRAIGHT AX I> EXCLUSION TICKETS
Between all Station# on its Main Line ana Branch es
•deluding the Macon and Augusta Railroad, at the
following
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Lemon had como in her recent return from her
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FORTY YEARS AGO.
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DRIFTING SANDS FROM THE MOUN
TAINS' AND FOOT-HILLS OF
NORTHEAST GEORGIA.
A Irilliait Kwnaance Based span Facts.
“Oh my God ! my God,
O supreme artist I Who, as sole return
For all the cosmic wonder of thy work
Demandeat of us just a word, a name
‘My Father,” thou hast knowledge, only thou
How dreary ’tis for women to sit still
On winter nights by solitary fires
Ann hear the nations praising them far off
Too far I ay praising our quick sense of love,
Onr very heart ol passionate womanhood
W1 ich could not beat so in the verse, without
Being present also in the unkiesed lips
And eyes undried because there’s none to ask
The reason they grow moist.”
This picture of Corneille, taken as all her
lest efforts were, from Tennysor, represented
‘The Gardener's Daughter,* her face all radiant
with love for her artist lover who stood by her
side under the grand old rose-vine. This pic
ture, full as it was of life and the heart-throbs
of that ‘passionate womanhood* which was at
once Corneille's glory and her grief, brought
the words of the woman-poet to me with startl
ing force.
I could see her through the window as she
walked down the avenue, and I am afraid May's
music went begging as I watched her.
The trial through which she had passed had
been bnt as the waves upon the beach, com
pared to the deep waters of grief which were
rolling over her now.
When the promise had been given back to her
she rejoiced not so much because of her free
dom but because of her power to make the man
she loved happy. When she stood ready to lay
her heart athis feet and glory in being his to do
with as he pleased; he came not.
It was not so much disappointed love as
wounded pride. She oould have loved him for
ever had it pleared God to take him from her ;
could have loved and cherished his memory
until her own life should be required of her,
and Bhe could go to meet him.
But now, this love which he had once, nay
twice asked for, he thought not worth coming
to claim. Now, she was brought to oonsider
that love which she had once thought would be
her pride, her deepest shame, and through
even the midnight darkness she was made to lie
and blush for her humbled and abased woman
hood.
I knew all this as well as if she had told me.
I conld read it in her patient, timid face and in
the deep, sad eyes.
I watched her as she walked, and I frighten
ed May by my involuntary half scream when I
saw Tcm step out from the trees and join her.
Pretty soon they sat down upon a little rustic
bench, some distance Item the avenue, but still
within my view.
I knew from his manner what he was saying
to her. Presently he arose and walked rapidly
up and down before her, talking all the while
and gesticulating in his enthusiastic way.
I knew perfectly well what she was doing.
Knew as well as ii I could hear her that she was
making him plead for the love which she be
lieved he had neglected.
Alter a while he turned to leave her. I held
my breath, hoping, fearing, praying. Surely
she wor ld not be crazy enough to send him
from her.
Then I saw her spring towards him, and with,
outstretched hand, touch him on the shoulder.
He turned and caught her to his breast, and
his kisses fell warm and fast upon her lips,
cheeks, brow and hair.
They sat down again, band in hand, and I
turned from the window. May's hour was
ended; so, closing the piano, 1 went into the
schcol-rcem, took down the picture from the
easel, carried it into th6 library and putting it
BY G. J. N. WILSON.
CHAPTER XXI.
Julias determined to oommnnicata what he
had heard and seen to Mr. Montgomery, If it
did not lead to some result) it weald at least
partially allay the anguish that Nelly’s foster
parsnts were suffering. So he repeated to him
the conversation he had overheard, and Mr.
Montgomery listened in the utmost bewilder
ment. Nelly carried off by frienda in order to
save her front enemies! Nelly with powerful
foes, who had at last traced the plaoe ot her
concealment—the home in^whioh ahe had been
hidden from them ainoe her infanoy. Nelly
posaesaed of a brother, who, like herself was
concealed somewhere from enemiea. These
thiaga seemed inoredibleto Mr. Montgomery!
He looked at Julius as if doubting his sanity.
Then too the sadden disappearance of the
people Julins had seen the kidnappers of Nelly
Hanbridge. Their complete and sudden vanish
ing as if the earth had swallowed them up.
Where had they gone? Had they taken Nelly
with them, or bad she escaped in the woods and
becom* the panther’s prey? This idea Julius
tried to show the devoted foster father, was not
reasonable, that if Nelly had really escaped,
she had been recaptured and had been taken
with her.oaptors wherever they had gone.
But where had they gone? This puzzling
question again recurred to. the miDds of both
Julius and Mr. Montgomery. How did they
manage to get away in so short a time and to
leave no trace behind, for the one track that
was perceptible of a horse or vehicle was that of
Mrs. Lemon’s trading wagon, a neat substantial
ly built Jersey wagon, which her huge, power
ful horse Tartar drew with such ease. There
stood the wagon, and there stood Tartar in his
stall. Mrs. Lemon had just returned two nights
before from one of her frequent trading ex
peditions, and the sole track of horse or wheels
were those approaching h“r house, by the rough
and unfrequented road. Judes aDd Mr. Mont
gomery made very close inquiries among all the
mountain people as to whether any one ad
seen Mrs. Lemon on her way to her home,
hut only one man bad seen her. He reported
that he was out ‘fire hunting* that night, and
hearing the rumble of a vehicle,came the to road
and found it was Mrs. Lemon. She was
sitting in front driving as she always did,
and the leather curtains of the vehicle were
buttoned down as usual. The man spoke to
her and she told him that she had got belated
chiefly because of the bad rocky roads. Had
she been at home or had her horse and wagon
been gone, Mr. Montgomery would almost have
thought that Julius’s story was a dream or fig
ment of hia brain, but Mrs. Lemons, absence
and the presence of her horse in his stable was
proof of something unusual in her movements
Mrs. Montgomery and Oluras Lundown also re
membered other mysterious circumstances con
nected with Mrs. Lemons last visit to her house.
She had then watched every movement ot Nelly
with eyes of intense anxiety and at the same
time with a sorrowful expression, that now and
then deepened into positive anguish. Once or
twica she folded Nelly in her arms and said;
‘My dear sweet child, my poor darling, with
such intensity of utterance as startled Mrs.
Montgomery accustomed though she was to
regarding Mrs. Lemon as a person, whose life
and character were surrounded with mystery.
In another way, she had acted strangely. She
had seemed for some time past, to watch Julius
and Nelly very anxiously when they were to
gether. Now this anxious regard was augment
ed and at the evident indications of the increas
ed affection and confidence with which the two
regarded each other,she showed signs of positive
pain aDd distress. At least in the course of the
day as Julius left Nelly’s presence and the girl
followed him with a look and smile of affection
ate interest, Mrs. Lemon took Nellys hand
and gazing at her earnestly asked:
‘Do yoa love him Nelly?*
‘Why of course,* the girl answered ‘who
conld help loving Julius? Aunt Penny?*
‘And he loves you?*
‘Why I know he does.*
‘He has told you so?’
‘Often; by his acts more than his words,
‘Nelly answered, and this time sh6 blushed.
‘And you are both young, beautiful, and
often thrown together—oh, * groaned Mrs.
Lemon with such distress that Nelly and Olura
who was present, was surprised and half fright-
tened. ‘Why does it trouble you, aunt Penny?’
Nelly asked, but Mrs. Lemon made no answer
and continued to look at her mournfully. At
last ahe turned away and Olura heard her mut
ter.
‘Yes it must be done; for this reason, if there
were no other.’
After that she told them she was going away
on a trading tour and would be absent some
da’8.
For hours, the search for the missing parties
went on in and around Mrs. Lemon s, lonely
sequestered cabin, Mr. Montgomery and Julius
took no one into their counsel as to what had
been heard and seen, bnt it was understood that
Julius bad during the night come upon some
trace of Nelly about Mrs. Lemon s cabin, and
indeed here were foot prints of small feet that
might be Mrs. Lemon's whose feet were of aris
tocratic size; also the tracks of men, but these
it was natural to suppose were made by the
numerous seekers ot Nelly, who had that morn
iDg visited the place and searched the house
and grounds. But there was the dog! All wno
knaw his sagacity thought he had lingered
around -this place because Nelly was here or
had been here.
Julius,* final conclusion was that the persons
whom he had seen, had hurriedly changed their
minds about staying longer, at this plaoe
and had hastened eff, taking Nelly with them.
How they had contrived to do this so quickly
with no one and he could hear
of nobody being seen with h9r in the carryall.
So the days went by and nothing was discov
ered, nothing heard of the missing Nelly. Julius
visited the house of Mrs Lemon, two days after
the search. All seemed to be quiet. Mrs.
Lemon was still absent, the horse had jumped
out of the enclosure into a patch of rye where
he grazed luxuriously; the chickens roamed
about as usual; there was no sight or sound of a
human being.
Poor Raino died the same night after he was
found so terribly wounded, and the dogs of Joe
Harper never returned, There fate was a mys
tery.
For once Calveda was baffled. He gave up
the search in his own mind, after that first
night. His impression was either that Nelly
had got away from her pursuers and been de
voured by wild hogs, or that the Evil Soirit had
carried her off and that all these baffling cir
cumstances about the tracks and the loss of
scent and clue nad been contrived by the super
natural cunning of her demoniacal captor. Ba
ng so impressed with the latter idea seemed to
deaden the activity of the Indian and he did
not pursue the investigation wilh his usual cun
ning pine Harper was himself gloomily influenc
ed by the Indian’s views, and he too gave up all
hope and became a prey to profound melancho
ly.
So strong was the conviction in the minds of
all either that Nelly was dead or that her ab-
ductiors were tar away that no one thought of
watching the cabin of Mrs. Lemon. Yet under
that cabin’s stout floor of hewn logs resting on
the low foundation of cemented rocks, under
that old cabin was the solution to the mystery.
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Minimum for Straight Tickets, Ten Cents ; Excursion
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To secure the advantage of the Reduced Rates, tickets
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the regular tariff rate oi five (5) cents per mile.
Excursion Tickets will he good to Return Ten Pays
from and including the date of issue. No lay-over priv
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A V V.l, V,-
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firms and families, but not to firms and families com
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The tender and general feeling of sympathy
for the suioide of Lavinia Roach will rapidly
abate now that the girl's history is known. She
seems to have started in life with unusualiy good
prospects, for though humbly born and bred,
she was so pleasing in face and manner as to ex
cite the kindly interest of her betters. Had she
maintained the self-control which is within the
power of every woman, she might to-day be a
happy wife instead of a loathsome corpse. She
preferre 1 to have a ‘good time* an expression
not unoommon among girls, and n >t necessarily
of a bad meaning, bnt though the beginning oi
said good times are never with bad intent, the
end is almost universally disgraceful. To keep
company with men apparently ahove their own
station men who dress well, have money, and
call themselves gentlemen—is by such girls
held to be a delightful honor, hut not a particle
of honor or respect does it ever bring them from
their mule companions. Woa> they usually get
is shame, disgrace and a terrible wounding ol
affections realty pure that may have been honest
ly simulated nnder promises foolishly believed.
S ’me of these women have eba acter enongh to
begin a new life, but the streets ot any large city
after nightfall show what becomes of most of
them. Pe haps the womanly incentive to love
some tins Ifisuiy may be as strong in them as it
ever was, hut who will accept their love? The
story ot Lav nia R >aeh, pret'y and lady like to
the day of her d-aih, giv s sufficient answer. If
young women would extract the greatest possi-,
ble happiness out of lile let them never exchange
the pleasures of their own soeiat circle, hum
drum though they may be, for the society ot
bright young men who can give them supi ers
and mviie them to balls, drives and excursions.
Men whose intentions are honorable woo giris
at their homes, not by stealth and in out-of-the-
way places'
In the best schools in Holland ther6 is always,
besides the teacher, an atiendant who sees to the
personal condition of each child upon daily en
tering the school. The oi j-ct of this supervis
ion is to promote among toe children a due re
gard to cleanliness and tidiness, and also, as far
as possible, to prevent the introduction of con
tagions dise>s s
THE GEORGIA RAILROAD.
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Superintendent’s Office, l
Augusta, Ga., June 6th, 1879 \
COMMENCING SUNDAY, 8th inst. the following P as-
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No. 2 EAST—DAILY.
Leave Atlanta 7 45 am
Arrive Athens 3 15 p m
Arrive Washington 2 00pm
Arrive Camafc i 08 p m
Arr ve Milledgeville 3 30 pm
Arrive Maco 5 jo p m
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Leave Milledgeville 9 08 a m
Leave Camak 11 41 a m •
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ATLANTA - MEDICAL COLLEGE.
The Twenty-Second Annual Course of Lecture
will commence October 15th, 1879, and close March
4th, 1880.
Faculty—J. G. Westmoreland, W. F. "Westmore
land, W. A. Love, V. H. Taliaferro, Jno. Thad. John
son, A. W. Calhou”, J, H. Logan. J. T. Banks; Dem
onstrator, J W. Willliams.
This well-established College affords opporiunity
for thorough medical education.
It is in affiliation with, and its tickets and diplo
mas recognized by, every leading medical oollege
in the country.
Requirements for graduation as heretofore.
Send for Announcement, giving full information.
JNO. THAD. JOHNSON, M. D., Dean,
im. Atlanta, Ga
HOP BITTERS.
(A Medicine, not a Drink,)
CONTAINS
HOPS, BCCHU, MANDRAKE,
DANDELION,
the Purest and Best Medical Qualities
OF ALL OTHEB BlTTERS.
THEY CU1LE
11 Diseases of the Stomach, Bowels, Blood, LlTer,
Jdneys, and Urinary Organs, Nervousness, Sleep
[lessHe.’3 and especially Female Complaints.
81000 IN GOLD.
ill he paid for a case they will not core or help, 01
for anything Impure or injurious found in them.
Ask your druggist for Hop Bitters and try them
before you sleep. Take no other.
Ne uralgine.—This unfailing remed y for Neu
ralgia and Headache has won great favor among
the afflicted. Neuralgine is not claimed to be good
for anything but Neuralgia and Headache. For
these troubles it is a specific.
Hutchinson & Bros., Proprietors,
14 Whitehall St., Atlanta, Ga.
ANDREW FEMALE COLLEGE.
CIITHBEBT, GA.
The Twenty-Seventh Scholastic year will open on Sep
tembcrl8th, proximo.
1. Faculty experienced and efficient.
2. Course of Study advanced and thorough,
3. Building commodious and elegant.
4. Grounds the handsomest in the South.
5. Location unsurpassed for salubrity.
6. Society of Cutlibert refined and cultivated.
CHARGES :
Board and Tuition in all English and Classical Studies
for the year, everything included $188.00. Music (vocal
and instrumental), French, German, Oil Painting, Pencil
Ske’ching, Fancy Needlework, and other extras, very
moderate.
Tuition free to all minis'ers of the Gospel in the regu
lar work.
BS“College endorsed by the million.“aA
Ao Special references needed.
For Catalogue and additional information address
Rev. A L. HAMILTON, D. D.,
President, Cuthbert, Ga.
N. B.—The celebrated Swedish system oi Physical
Training for girls a specialty. Parents would do well to
investigate.
Note—Cuthbert is situated on the Southwestern Rail
road. the main line connecting Savaannah and Macon and
Montgomery, one hundred and eighteen miles south of
Macon, and twenty miles from Eufaula, hence accessible
from all points.
ATLANTA FEMALElNSTiTUTL
SESSION' OF 1779 AND 18S0.
THE FALL TERM of this School will commence on
Monday, September 1st, with a full corps of compe
tent teachers. Music and French receive especial atten
tion. The Music Department is under the direction of
, Prof. John Koerber. graduate of the Royal Conservatory
of Music, Muuich, Bavaria, and lormerly of the Augusta
Female Institute, Staunton, Va
For circular, apply to the Principal.
Mrs. J. W. BALLARD.
T10.173 Peachtree, St., Atlanta, Ga.
a at !L ome easily made.
Costly Outfit free
land, Maine.
Address True & Co., Port-
208 to 258
The Hop Pad for Stomach, Llv'w and Kidneys is
superior to all others. Ask Druggists.
0 I. C. is an absolute and irresistible cure for
Qrunkeness, use of opium, tobacco and narcotics.
■■i Send for circular. BHH
All above sold by dragglet*. Hop Bitta-a Mfg. Co. Rochester, N. Y.
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Just Behold and Bead Attentively,
A NY ONE THAT HAS CANCER IN ANY OF ITS
-x forms. Consumption, Scrofula. Tetter Ki n£ X vji?
I and in fact all impurities of the blood here is 5 8 E ’
to ClirPll Mv father uroa r. c
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ceive our best attention. Address SOUTHERN COPY
ING CO., No. 9 Aiaiietta St., Atlan ta, Ga.
doctors saidy had scrofula^ an^ou e“wUh *Br^ic h7tis° a^d
was reported had consumption This medicine is taken
mternaUy. All I ask is a trial. M. M W?IkeS
DaGrange, Ga., P. O. Box 110,
distinct print