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The Cedartown Advertiser
Published every Thursday by XX B. FREEMAN.
Terras: S1-50 per annum, in advance.
OLD SERIES-VOL. V1I-N0. 33.
CEDARTOWN, GA., SEPTEMBER 16, 1880.
NEW SERIES-VOL. II-NO. 40.
Bny Yonr Drop From
EMM WALKER,
Main St. Cedartown Ca.,
I? YOU WANT THEM PUKE AND FRESH.
C. G. JANES,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
CEDARTOWN, GA.
tr Office In the Court House. Tebi»-iy
JOSEPH A. BLANCE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
CEDARTOWN, GA.
DRS. LIDDELL & SON,
PHYSICIANS AND SURGEONS
OFFICE EAST SIDE OF MAIN ST.
CEDARTOWN, GA.
Jan8-ly
W. G. ENGLAND,
Physician and Surgeoni
CEDARTOWN, GA.
DR. C. H. HARRIS,
Physician and Surgeon,
Cedartown. Gra.
B. FISHER,
Watchmaker & Jeweler,
CEDARTOWN, GA.
Having; Just opened out a shop at the store of
a. D. Hogg & Co., respectfully requests the
public to call on him when needing work in his
W. F. TURNER,
Attorney at Law.
CEDARTOWN, GA
Will practice In the Superior Courts of Polk,
Paulding, Haral on. Floyd and Carroll counties.
Special attention given to collections and real
estate business. marll-ly
DR. L. S. LEDBETTER,
DENTIST,
CEDARTOWN, - - - GEORGIA.
All Dental work performed In the most skill
ful manner, office over J. S. Stubbs & Co. ’s.
fcbl9-ly
F. M. SMITH.
Attorney at Law and
REAL ESTATE AGENT,
CEDARTOWN, GA.
wild lands a specially. Parlies owning wild
lands In Georgia would do wvll to correspond
with me, as I have app lc-itlons for t.h msands
of acres whose owners are unknown. No tax fl.
fa. or other bogus title need apply. Look up
your beeswax and write me. Terms: Ten per
cent, comcnhsiou on sales. For locating and
ascertaining probable value. $1 per lot. For
searching records for owners, 50 cents per lot.
For ascertaining If land Is claimed or occupied
owning wild lands should look to tlielr interests,
as many of these wild antis are being stolen by
squatters und r a bogu; title. All communica
tions promptly answered. Satisfaction guar
anteed to all honc3t men. jan29-ly
LIVERY FEED,
AND
SALE STABLE!
Wright & Johnson Prop’rs.
CEDARTOWN, - - - GEORGIA.
Being supplied with new Horses, New Vehi
cles. & we are prepared to meet the wants of
the public In our line. Jan8-ly
JAMES H. PRICE,
CEDARTOWN, GA
Keeps on band and manufactures to order
MATTRESSES!
satisfaction. No flimsy material used, no work
slighted. I ask a triaL JAMES. IL PRICE.
iebl9-ly.
CALHOUN
Livery and Sale Stable.
FOSTER & HARLAN, Props ,
CJULHOUJT, GEORGIA.
Having lately purchased the above Stable and
supplied it with good Horses and a splendid
line of new Vehicles, we are prepared to meet
the wants or the traveling public In oar line.
Parties wishing vehicles sent to any of the
trains on the Selma, Rome and Dalton Railroad
or to any other point, may telegTaph us, and
have their wants promptly and j roperly at
tended t
Jan8-tf
FOSTER 4 HARLAN, Calhoun, Ga.
ISAAC T. MSB,
CEDARTOWN, GA.,
—DEALER IN—
STOVES TINWARE,
Hardware and Hollow-Ware,
OP ALL KINDS.
House-Furnishing Goods
A SPECIALTY.
the public, and would be pleaded to nave aU Ay
friends and customers call and see m i when in
town. I. T. MEE
Jan8-ly
CEDARTOWN SCHOOL,
J. C. HARRIS, Principal.
The Spring Term commences the flrst Mon
day In January and will continue av monttts.
Fall Term pens 3rd Monday in August and
continues 4# months. Kates or tulii.u cus
tomary.
'The school-room Is convenient and eomfort-
ab e; training thorough and disc pllne .;rm.
The Principal offers his thanks for past favors,
and confidently ask for a lib. ral chare or patron
age In the future.
Reference as to discipline, etc., Is made to the
former patrons of this scheoL nor/7-2m
BAKER & HALL,
DEALERS IN
GENERAL HARDWARE,
SUCH AS
Ready-Made Plows, Plow Stocks, Nails, Iron and
Steel, Spades, Shovels, Hoes, Rakes,
Manure Forks, Etc.
BUGGY WHEELS, SHAFTS, POLES AND CIRCLES,
WHEELBARROWS,
SAWS, FILES, LOCKS, HINGES, CHAINS, ETC.
We have just opened a Hardware House in Cedartown, and
ask a trial in Goods and Prices. We are
Strictly in the Hardware Business,
and will be prepared to furnish goods in our line as cheap as
they can be bought in any market. Give us a trial before
going elsewhere.
"BEAK YE ONE ANOTHER’S BURDENS I”
Tla Needed Protection of Our M Dies it Nit Cost.
The People's Mutual Relief Association
Is issuing certificates of membership in amounts from $1,000 to $5,000 op
strictly healthy persons, male and female. The plans are
SAFE, CHEAP AND PERMANENT.
Applications for membership will be received by
JNO. W. RADLEY, Cedartown, Ga.
Partial list of members in and around Cedartown: F. M. Right, A. A.
Read, John W. Bracken, P. J. Bracken, Wm. K. Craig, Geo. H. Leake, J.
W. Barr, Dr. C. H. Harris, J. B. Crabb, W. H. H. Harris, D. B. Monroe,
Dr. W. G. England, Jno. W. Radley, J. W. Kilgore, Daniel Walker, D. B.
Freeman, Mrs. Nancy Powell, Alex. Dougherty, Mrs. Francis Dougherty,
Dr. E. H. Richardson, Captain N. S. Eaves. ap!5-6m
A. J. YOUNG,
DEALER IN
Corn and Rye Whiskies, Wine, Gins
and Brandies.
Noyes Warehouse - - CEDARTOWN, Ca.
SOLE AGENT FOR COX, HIH & THOMPSON’S
STONE MOUNTAIN WHISKIES
In Ce dartown.
I keep such Liquors as may be used as a beverage or for medical
purposes with perfect safety. Give me a call. Good treatment
guaranteed. mr!8-ly
NEW HOUSE! NEW MERCHANTS!
New Goods and New Prices.
A. D. HOGG & CO.,
MAIN Street, CEDARTOWN, Georgia,
Have just opened a select stock of General Merchandise in their new store,
and want all their friends and the public generally to call and let them
show their goods and prices. Their stock was bought before the recent
rise in prices, and they feel confident of having goods at bottom figures.
They have beautiful Dress Goods, Calicoes, Cor»ets, new styles; Bleach-
ings, Flannels, C&ssimeres, Kerseys, Kentucky .Jeans, Hosiery, Gloves,
Hardware, Notions, etc., etc. Extra nice Gentlemen’s Underwear Very
Low. Remember the place—last Brick btore on South MAIN Street, west
side. nov6 ly
ED. E. BRANNON,
Dealer in
Staple and Fancy Groceries.
Chickens, Eggs and Butter a Specialty.
I HAVE ALSO
A FIRST-CLASS BAR
in connection with the Store, which is stocked with the finest Liquors
in town. jan8-tf
J. P. DUFFEY,
MANUFACTURER AND DEALER IN
BUGGY AND WAGON HARNESS, SADDLES, BRIDLES, &C.
(Dougherty’s^Old Stand,)
CEDARTOWN, Georgia.
All Work Guaranteed to five satisfaction. All he asks ie a trial. JanS-ly_
FROM THE CRADLE.
They tell me I w&b born a long
Three months ago,
But whether they are right or wrong
I hardly know.
1 sleep, I smile. 1 cannot orawl,
But I can cry ;
At present I am rather email,
A babe am L
The changing lights of sun and shade
Are baby toys;
The flowers and birds are not afraid
Of baby boys.
Some day I’ll wish tbat I could be
A bird and fly ;
At present I can’t wish—you see.
A babe am L
Trapped By An Heiress.
A cosier place than tha f big si.ting-ioom
at Hillcrest would have been hard to find,
if one had traveled from Land’s End to
John O’Groat’s; and this eventful evening,
when the destinies of two worthy people
were about taking definite form—two peo
ple who had never seen each other, and
who had heard ot each other so often tLat
both were curiously eager to meet—on this
important evening the sitting room at Hill-
crest had never looked pleasanter or cosier.
A huge fiie of logs glowed like molten
carbuncles in the open-fireplace; on the
tables in the centre of the floor whose
cover matched the glowing crimson of the
carpet, was a silver stand that held a dozen
snowy wax tapers, whose beaming light
contrasted exquisitely with the ruddy glow
of the fire.
Beside the table in a big cushioned
chair, with his feet thrust toward the genial
warmth on the hearth; his gray dressing-
gown sitting comfortably on his portly
form, his gold-rimmed glasses on his nose,
sat the owner of Hillcrest, Mr. Abiah
Cressington, rich, good-natured, and fond
of his own way. Opposite him was the
mistress of the place—little, shrewd-faced,
merry Aunt Cornelia, his sister, who, since
her widowhood, had come tc Hillcrest to
make her bachelor brother’s home as pleas
ant as she could.
That she succeeded was very evident by
the way now in which he looked up from
a letter he had been reading—the confiden
tial, kindly way in which he did it.
“Walter writes a curious letter in re
sponse to my invitation to come and spend
a few weeks at Hillcrest as soon as he gets
over, his fatigue from his ocean voyage,
after his five years’ tour abroad. I’ll’read
it to you. ”
He leaned near the soft, glowing light
and began the short, concise reply that
Walter Austin had written from his cham
ber of the Temple :
“You are very kind, Uncle Abiah, to
ask me down to Hillcrest for as long as I
wish to stay, and I can assure you that I
have been so long a wanderer that the idea
a home is very pleasant to me. But
when I take into consideration the peculiar
importance you propose attaching to my
visit, I am unwilling to accept the invita
tion. To me, the idea of having my fancies
and inclinations put into harness, and to
feel that I am on continual duty to win my
way into the good graces of my second
cousin, Mabel, whom you are good enough
to' v/ish me to marry—”
Mrs. Cl: ruelia interrupted sharply:
‘ ‘Abiah, you never went and told our
grand-nephew that you had m view his
marriage with Mabel?”
Her tone was energetic, almost reprehen-
ave.
“Why not? I certainly did. I told him
in my letter that it was a chance for him
he’d never get again, and that he needn’t
feel under such terrible obligations to take
a fancy to Phil’s httle Mabel, but to come
down and be cousinly, and if anything
should happen, it’d be right all around.”
Mrs. Cornelia knitted vigorously, her
lavender cap ribbons quivering in the mel
low taper glow.
“All I have to say is, you’re—a fool,
Abiah Cressington! Walter is right. A
young man doesn’t like to have his fancies
under rein and whip, and the very fact
that we want him to marry will make him
indisposed to do it. You’ve made a great
mistake in the beginning.”
Mr. Cressington looked aghast at his
sister’s determined face.
“Why, I really didn’t suppose—”
“Of course you didn’t. It’s only your
natural stupidity, you dear old fellow '
Men are all alike. Don’t I know them
like a book? And you’ve ruined your
hopes for *Mabel and Walter at the very
outset.”
Mr. Cressington started discomfitedly.
“I’m sure I meant it all right enough,
Cornelia. I certainly wanted Walter to
know what a nice little wile she would
make for any man. ”
^“Very commendable, indeed; only, if
you had consulted me upon the letter you
sent, I should have advised you to say
nothing about Mabel, or her charms, or her
expectations. I should simply have asked
him to come and see us, and have left the
rest to Mabel’s blue eyes. You see Abiah?”
His lips compressed slowly.
“I think I see. And my hopes in that
direction are all ruined.”
The silver needles clicked rapidly, and the
snow-white yam came reeling merrily off
the ball under her arm.
‘Not at all. Leave that to me, and I’ll
see what can be done. Trust a woman’s
wit to get even a blundering old fellow
like yourself out of a scrape. ”
She smiled and noddea, and looked alto
gether so mischievous, that Mr. Cressing
ton .became quite excited over her little
mystery.
“Do explain, Cornelia.”
And when she explained he leaned back
in his chair, with an expression of positive
awe and admiration on his face.
What a woman you are,’ Cornelia ! I
declare, it beats anything I ever heard in
the whole course of my life!”
After dusk, a glorious winter day,
with here and there a star twinkling in the
pale gray sky, and the lights and fires in
the Hillcrest sitting-room making an elo
quent welcome to W alter Austin, as he stood
m the midst of the home circle, tall gentle
manly, handsome and self-possessed.
Old Mr. Cressington was in his richest
humor, as he led forward two young girls.
“Come don’t be shy, now. Waiter, this
is your cousin, Mabel Cressington, and
this is her good fnend and inseparable
companion, Irene Vance, come to help
entertain you. My nephew, Walter Aus
tin, girls. And this is Aunt Cornelia—
you remember her well enough, hey ?”
And so the presentation was neatly got
ten over, and Walter found himselsat home
in the most pleasant family he had ever
known.
They were remarkably pretty girls,
with deep blue eyes—although Miss Van
ce’s were decidedly the deeper blue and
more bewitching—and lovely, yellow-gold
hair. Walter found himself admiring the
style of Miss Vance’s coiffure before he
had known her an hour? and when he went
up to his room that night he felt as if be
tween the two, roguish Mabel and sweet
little Irene, he never would come out heart
whole.
“For Mabel is a good little darling,”
Abiah’s advice and fall in love with her,
and thereby secure a generous share of the
Cressington estate. Egad! that’s a happy
thought!”
But the handsome young gentleman,
went to sleep and dreamed, instead of
Mabel’s laughing eyes, of Irene’s gentle,
tender ones; and awoke somewhere in the
middle of the night, unable to get asleep
again for thinking of her.
And the after days were not much better.
Despite the golden value of Mabel, there
was something about Irene Vance that
made this headstrong fellow very foolishly
indifferent to the advice he had sworn to
follow.
“Because, by Jove! a fellow would have
to be made out of granite to assist the sweet
shy ^ays of such a little darling as Irene !
And Til marry her if she’ll have me, and
the rioney and the property may go to the
—dogs. I’ve a head and a pair ot hands,
and blue-eyed Irene shall not suffer !”
It was not an hour later that he met her
in the hall, carrying great boughs of holly,
with which to festoon down the walnut
staircase.
“Give me your burden, Irene,” said he.
“Why did you not tell me you were going
to gather it, and let me go with you! It Is
altogether too heavy a burden for your
arms to bear.”
He managed to get the lovely sprays
from her arms, but it required an immense
amount of tardiness on his part, and shy,
sweet blushing on hers.
“Answer me, Irene. Why didn’t you
let me go with you ? Wouldn’t you have
liked it?”
He demanded her answer in the most
captivating, lordly way, and she dropped
her eves in great confusion.
“Y-e-s.”
“Then why are you so cruel to me?”
“I am not cruel to anybody. Indeed I
must go now. ”
Walter placed himself squarely in the
way, and was looking down at her rose-
tinted face.
“No, you can’t go yet. Irene you are
cruel, or you would never deprive me of
the opportunity to enjoy the blessedness of
your society. His voice lowered tenderly,
and he dropped his head nearer her golden
curls. “You know I think it cruel in you
to be so distant, and shy, and reserved
with me—don’t you, Irene ?”
She shrank a wav, her lovely form droop
ing like a lily, her cheeks hanging out their
signals of distress and confusion.
‘Oh, please don’t talk so to me. Indeed
I must go! Mabel is waiting tor the holly,
and she—they won't like it 5—”
If what? If they find you and me
talking so confidentially together?”
' No! 1 mean if I don’t take the holly
at once.”
Walter put his arm around her waist be
fore she knew what he was doing.
“Irene, look up. You shall not go until
you let me see in your eyes if you love me
as well as I love you ! Irene, my dear lit
tle girl, I do love you very dearly! ”
She was silent for one second, and he
saw the quiver of her red lips. Then she
raised her head slowly.
“You love me ? Oh, Walter, what will
they all say ? Don’t you know it is Mabel
you should say that to ? Iam nobody, and
Mabel is an heiress. ”
Walter had both arms around l\er by this
time, and was looking ardently in her
glowing face.
I know Mabel is an heiress, and a nice
Iit4le girl, and I also know you are a darling
—and the only girl I ever asked to be my
wife, or ever shall ask! Say yes, pet!”
‘And you can deliberately give up so
much for only just me?”
Her wonderous eyes met his bravely
now, and thrilled him with the love light
in them. “Only just you, my own darling!
Why you are more than all the world to
me. Come, we will go and tell Uncle
Abiah at once. Just one kiss first—you
must!”
And he had more than one or two, be
fore he led her, blushing, with tears tremb
ling on lashes, like diamonds on a golden
thread, to Uncle Abiah, who sat in the
library with Mrs. Cornelia, industriously
looking over a receipt book. They looked
up in surprise as Walter marched in, Irene
on his arm a picture of confusion.
“If you please, Uncle Abiah, I want
your blessing and cordial consent to receive
this little girl as your niece. I love her
and she loves me.”
Uncle Abiah looked shrewdly over his
glasses at 31rs. Cornelia.
“Well, sister, what shall we say to this
youth’s demand ?”
“Say? Why, tell them yes,* had
welcome; and let them know their Aunt
Cornelia isn’t a fool, if their Uncle Abian
is.”
Walter looked on astonished and felt
Irene’s hand tremble on his arm.
“What is it, dear ?”
She smiled through her tears as she look
ed into his inquiring eyes.
“Oh, Walter I am afraid you will be
angry. I am Mabel after all, and—and—”
“And you have made love to your cousin,
the heiress, in spite of yourself, my boy.
So Hillcrest is a ^foregone fate, after all,
eh?”
Don’t scold, please, Walter!” Mabel
pleaded in a low voice, with her blue eyes
looking into his.
“As if I could scold you my love! Since
I have you what need I care ?”
And Mrs. Cornelia turned over the leaves
of the receipt book imtil she came to the
“weddin cake,” and avers that she made
the match herself.
The Danger of Diving.
thought he, “and I will take great uncle ( life.
Diving is a dangerous business even for
experts. Nobody who plunges headfore
most into the water knows what he will
strike agamst. During the swimming and
bathing season we always hear of more or
less disasters to divers, but this year the
number is larger than usual. Recently a
skilled diver plunged from the Coney Is
land pier, thinking he was about to have a
merry time in the water. Unhappily he
hit with his head a submerged pipe, whose
existence he had not expected. He came
to the surface in a moment with a fearful
wound, and was found to be paralyzed by
the shock. He was taken home without a
hope of recovery. A few days ago a man
went headforemost mto the Passaic river
and caught himself in a thicket of tangled
grass and weeds. When taken out he was
a corpse. The next day a young man who
was diving in another river dived with all
his might and puzzled his companions by
not coming up. They went down after
him and found his head buried up to his
neck in soft and tough mud. He will nev
er dive again. Some divers strike stones
and rocks. One struck against the remains
of a sunken canal boat and tore a gash in
his cheek with a protruding spike. At a
Turkish bath, where the apartment con
taining a plunge was dimly lighted, a gen
tleman who had long been accustomed to
diving into the tank went in as usual, head
first. The bath people had omitted to tell
him that the water was drawn off. Knock
ing his head against the marble floor he re
ceived a concussion which almost broke
his skull. Every man who dives should
first take soundings and be sure that he has
a clear field of operations. Otherwise
such a leap into the water is at the risk of
t:;So He Did.
A generally good-natured citiaen of De
troit, was talking with a friend, the other
evening, when the conversation drifted on
the subject of dogs. Instantly the gener
ally good-natured citizen’s brow darkened,
and he launched forth in a strain not unlike
the following:
“Dogs? Dam a dog, now, say I! I
once had a dog; not a poodle or a New
foundland, or a shepherd, or a pup; merely
a dog. Some called him a poor dog, others
called him a good game dog; and by-the-
by, if memory serves me aright, the man
whom I bought him of was among the lat
ter category. His age was two years, and
he had an amazing appetite for wood. He
one day chewed a carpenter’s plane all to
splinters, and the carpenter said he was
prepared to declare all over the earth,
that my dog was not a fast liver—that he
was a good, nice dog, and liked to live on
plane food. It is nothing in point to state
that the carpenter in question fell from a
barn the same afternoon he made this re
mark, and that he dislocated his neck to a
fatal permanency and broke his right leg in
three places, besides sustaining injuries to
his ribs.
“My dog was a sad and lonely animal.
3Iany a night have I heard his plaintive
moan in the back yard. I have arisen and
found a whole section of gate chewed off
close to the ground, leaving the smoothen-
ed picket stumps protuding eloquently
above the grass. It wasn’t because he was
a mean dog that he did this, but simply be
cause that was the kind of a dog that he
was. When he wanted to go and suck
eggs with the neighbor’s dog he would not
jump the fence, or crawl under the gate,
or get ever in an ordinary way; no, he
would rather, far rather, chew through a
thousand feet of picket, as I before stated,
and thus materially aid the family ex
penses by swelling the carpenter’s bill to
encouraging proportions
“My wife thought a great deal of the
dog, and the dog thought a great deal of
her. But, since, he left us, 1 have been
often tempted to believe that the animal
cared more for her clothes-line than for
herself. Else why did he chew it up one
night, and wind his insides all up?
“He finally died. A violent death, I
am happy to say was his. I had placed a
pigeon coop on top of the barn, and what
do you suppose that dog did? He climbed
up on that barn, slid off and and almost
broke his neck, climbed back again, pulled
the nails that held the pigeon coop, threw
it over the barn, and then slipped again
and fell on his head to the earth.”
“That killed him then?”
“Oh, no; Lord bless you! no.”
“I thought.you said he died a violent
death.”
4 ‘So I did. After he fell from the barn-
roof, I took him out in the alley and shot
him.”
The McGuire Brothers.
There are now living in Hanover town
ship, Beaver county, Peno’a., two bachelor
brothers, Samuel and John McGuire, who,
for men removed from the usual possibili
ties of eventful lives, have still a history
which reads like a romance. They are the
sons of Thomas McGuire, of Cumberland
county, Pa., who left that county and lo
cated in the Sewickley settlement, near
Greensburg, Pa., in 1784, whence he re
moved to what is now Manor’s station,
Pennsylvania Central railroad, on the well
known Coulter lands. Here, in 1806 and
1809,respectively Samuel and John’s birth,
the family removed to that part of Brooke
county, W. Va., which is now Hancock,
living there until 1827, when the father
purchased a valuable farm of 230 acres, in
Hanover township, Beaver county Pa.,
which they have since owned and worked.
Here the father also lived until 1864, when
he died. In 1854, ten years before their
father’s death, the farm being admirably
adapted lor sheep, they concluded to begin
wool raising, and, with that purpose in
view, four hundred head of the finest Sax
ony blood in this country were purchased
and placed on the farm. With this stock
they began work, selling regularly each
year’s clip until 1861, when the war broke
out. Then in the unsettled condition of
affairs, they refused to sell, and for seven
teen years every pound of wool was held,
and their place was marked with good
weather-tight sheds, built to keep their
wool. In the spring of 1878 they had on
hand about 35,000 pounds, which was sold
to Wm. Shay, of Pugtown, Hancock coun
ty, W. Va., for Walter Brown, an extensive
wool dealer of Boston, netting the McGuire
brothers about 36 cents per pound. This
figure was 74 cents per pound less than
some of the wool could have been sold for,
as Samuel Witherspoon,of Hookstown, Pa.,
had offered them $1.10 per pound for seve
ral clips. When asked why they had re
fused to sell at these phenomenal figures,
and why they had held the wool so long,
the brothers replied that various disloyal
people had told them the government
money was not worth the paper it was
printed on, and they thought if the govern
ment went to pieces on the rebellion their
wool was better to them than the money.
Then they had no special need of money,
and again at that time banks were being
robbed everywhere and money stolen, and
the wool was easier and safer to handle
than cash. AU these things combined in
duced them to do as they had done, and in
the end they thought they were about as
well off as if they had done otherwise.
During the time the Messrs. McGuire held
this large stock of wool they lived to them
selves, both being bachelors and having no
immediate kin, and took care of their own
household affairs. Living thus retired it
became noised abroad that the brothers had
great quantities of gold or sUver secreted
about their house, and on one or two oc
casions attempts had been made at night to
decoy them from their home in order to se
cure them and search the place at the lei
sure ot the thieves. Tfie brothers, however,
escaped until September 25, 1874, when,
about two o’clock in the afternoon, John
having gone to Franklin Springs for the
mail, four masked men slipped up to the
house and sprang upon Samuel, and knock
ing him down, tied him hand and foot upon
his bed in the loom. The thieves then be
gan to work upon their prisoner to compel
him to teU where the money was hid. He
told them at a point about half a mile from
the house,' and offered to go with them and
show them, but the men, fearing to go out
into the daylight, refused to be piloted to
the spot. Being unable to get any further
information out of Samuel, they concluded
to wait around, and take John in upon his
arrival. At four o’clock he rode up to the
house, and just as he was getting off his
horse he was caught, borne to the earth and
dragged into the house where his brother
was tied to another bed in the room, and the
same qaestions about the money put to him
as had been put to his brother. John, how
ever, refused to tell anything, and at last
the thieves approached him with two re
volvers, a hatchet and a butcher knife, and
told him they would kill him if he refused
to divulge the secret. This was too much
for him and he told them they would find
what money there was in a tea-kettle buried
in the cellar, with a barrel turned over the
place. The thieves went after the kettle,
and while digging for it down in the cellar
John got loose, and upon making some de
monstration the thieves rushed in on him,
knocked him on the head with a hatchet,
beat him up considerably, and tied him to
the bed again. They found the kettle as
he had directed and divided among them
about $2,000 in coin, mostly gold. Then
they took their supper out of the brother’s
kitchen and after mgbtfall bidding them
good bye left them tied to their beds. About
nine o’clock John untied his cords, and
releasing his brother, they alarmed the
neighbors and sent telegrams to all stations
in the neighborhood to watch forthe thieves,
but all their search was in vain, and to this
day nothing has ever been heard or seen of
either thieves or money. The brothers
never again lived in their house, but went
to board witii their neighbors, and the place
has been left as it was the day the thieves
visited it, the ropes with which they were
tied still on the bed posts and the house
nailed up and left to the groundhogs and
rabbits. The McGuire brothers still rim
their farm aud raise their wool, and the
place is a model of neatness and order,
buildings and sheds and fences being kept
in good repair, and everything showing in
dustry and system. The brothers them
selves are well-to-do, careful and scrupu
lously honest, doing business ©n square
business principles, and their word is as
good as their bond every day in the year.
The Village Hotel Verauda.
31. Quad says, after supper we march tnto
the office in Indian file, arm ourselves with
poplar toothpicks, and then all march out
and take seats on the hotel veranda and
hold a convention. If you have never
taken part in one of these gatherings on the
the veranda of a village hotel you have
missed a good thiug. The audience in
cludes every phase of humane nature a phil
osopher could wish for, including the liar.
I do not mean the cold-blooded, malicious
liars, but the liar who is determined to make
time pass pleasantly to all listeners. I
have always appreciated and defended this
class of men.
The discussion usually opens between the
village blacksmith and a farmer, and it
starts on the weather.
The blacksmith asserts that we have had
too much rain. The farmer can’t agree.
The undertaker, who used to farm it, then
joins in with the remark that he has seen
seasons when we had more rain, and seasons
when we didn’t have as much. This calls
out the shoemaker, who can remember one
year when it didn’t rain from the 20th of
March to the 1st of October. While he is
trying to remember what year it was, the
cooper tilts back his chair and asserts that
he can distinctly recal a year in which it
rained every day from the 1st of May to the
middle of November. He can remember
it all the more distinctly because his father
believed that a second deluge was coming,
and spent two months trying to make a
watertight Noah’s ark of the horse barn.
He can't tell the exact year without footing
it a distance of six miles to examine some
©Id documents, but rather than have his
word disputed he would willingly go to
that trouble. No one doubts him, however,
and he sits down to give room to the man
whose 3-year old colt has been impaled on
a fence-stake, and who wants a cure for
the wound. Here follows a discussion on
horses, lasting fifteen minutes, and it is
about to cross the line and take up mules
when an old man spits over the heads of
three boys in line and says:
“I don’t know much about hosses, but if
I had one. and he should drive a fence-stake
clear through him, I believe I should grease
the stake and pick off the slivers before I
pulled it out! I tell ye, horses can’t stand
everything, no more’n a man can.”
Whatever new discussion might be crea
ted by this bold assertion is barred by the
appearance of a villager who made the trip
to California in overland days. No one
knows just how much money he biought
back. The estimate runs all the wa} r from
two shillings to $20,000, but he is discreetly
silent as to the exact amount. There is
one thing certain, however. He killed
upwards of fifty Indians, a dozen grizziy
bears, and over a hundred buffaloes while
he was gone, and that settles the question
of his being entitled to command the pa
rade on the Fourth of July. A move is
about to be made to draw him out on wild
Western scenes, when somebody suddenly
recolects tbat old Uncle Jerry is lying at
the point of death. Everybody seems to
feel bad for a moment, and then it is re-
memberd how he m ade his wife go barefooted
in winter, lent money at fourteen per cent,
and whipped a yoke of steers to death and
the tide slowly turns. There is one ques
tion, however, on which we all agree. Uncle
Jerry, during his palmy days, once shoul
dered a barrel of cider and carried it forty
rods.
“Yes, and I seed him do it,” sighs the
old man behind me. “Fact of it was, it
was all on my account, and I beat him pretty
bad. I was up to Fuller’s cider-mill arter
a barrel of the sweet, when Uncle Jerry
came along with a bouncing 3-year old
steer. We got bantering, and we finally
agreed that if I could lift his steer I was to
have him, and he was to have the cider if
he could shoulder it. 1 don’t keer to brag
around now in my old age, but I think 1
lifted that steer without even growin’ red in
the face. Uncle Jerry turned as white as
a sheet, and I thought he’d famt away, but
he stuck to his word and I took the steer
hum. He got a heap o’eredit all over the
country for liftin’ that cider, and never let
on that I lifted that steer, and thats one
I’ve kinder laid up agin the old man,”
It now comes my turn to lie, and I do my
level best on a whaling adventure. Then
the next man lies about the number of
crows he saw in Kansas, and so we go on
until it is sharp 10 o’clock and the mosqui
toes hunger for everting lunch. Then we
bid each other good-night and separate to
meet to lie again. I never had such a good
time in my life.
Cosmetics.
The term cosmetics refers to every kind
of personal adornment, with the exception
of dress. It is derived from a Greek word
that signifies “I beautify;” it has a rather
wide signification comprehending not only
carmine, pearl-white, etc., but pomatums,
depilatories and many other substances.
The practice of using cosmetics is of very
ancient date. It is mentioned in several
parts of Holy Writ, and a notion of the
prevalence of these substances amongst the
classic people of antiquity may be learned
from the writings of Ovid, Martial and
Juvenal. Perfumes are closely allied with
cosmetics; their object is the improvement
of personal appearance, as well as the dif
fusion of an agreeable odor. Although the
consumption of perfumery at the present
day is enormous, the luxurious Greeks and
Romans, at a certain epoch of their history,
far surpassed .the modern in this respect.
Alcohol was a thing unknown to them;
their perfumes were for the most part con
fined to such as had an oily basis. Their
value as curative agents was very great; an
appropriate perfume was given to each
particular organ. Palm-oil was considered
good for the cheeks and breastsbalsam
mint for the arms, and wild thyme for the
knees and neck. The odor of violets was
held in great esteem by the Athenians.
Myrrh was a favorite with both Greeks and
Romans; besides being a constituent of
perfumed ointments, it was used in fumi
gation. The vegetable extracts are infinite
ly superior to the mineral ones; but the
best cosmetics are soap and water, exer
cise, air and temperance. With respect to
red paints used for the skin, the vegetable
reds alone are safe—such as those ma/to
from cochineal, Brazil-wood, etc. These
are dyeing substances and are harmless;
but the mineral reds, such as Vermillion,
red lead and minium, are poisonous, and
under no circumstances should be admitted
to the toilet. Pearl irhite is a preparation
of bismuth; *t is very pernicious to the
skin, and if exposed to the fumes of sul
phur, will turn black. The pomatum of
the present day consists of perfumed grease,
ox-marrow and other fats. Strictly speak
ing, the word pomatum, as applied to these
preparations, is misused. The original
composition was called pomatum from its
containing apple. Gerarde says, “There
is made an ointment with the pulp of apples
and swine’s grease and rose-water which is
used to beautify the face and take away
the roughness of the skin, which is called
in shop pomatums, of the apples whereof
it is made.” The pomatums of the present
day do not contain a particle of apple.
Robert Morris* Estate.
Seventy-four years after his death the
Orphans’ Court has just adjudicated the es
tate of Robert Morris, the great financier of
the Revolution. Mr. Moms voted against
the Declaration of Independence, but
signed it after its adoption, and then is
sued his own notes to the extent of $1,-
500,000 to pay and feed the colonial army.
He redeemed every dollar and retired from
office a wealtby man. He speculated in
land and died poor, his principal asset
upou his death, in 1806, being stock in the
North American Land Company. By his
will, dated June 13, 1803, he left his es
tate to his wife and children. The widow
died in 1827. The estate remained unset
tled, and in 1853 all the parties interested
agreed to conFey all the property left by
Robert 3Iorris to Robert 3. Paschall, in
trust for the 3Iorris heirs. The next year.
Paschall transferred by general consent the
effects to John Moss, who died in 1872.
In December, 1873, the heirs selected
Henry Phillips, Jr., as trustee, and letters
of administration were granted to him,
and he proceeded to settle the estate. He
submitted his accounts to the Orphans’
Court, showing that a final division of the
estate has been made by him, $9,692.50
going to the Heybum estate, and $9,693.-
49, to Robert Morris as next of kin. The
court has just approved the report.
At & spelling-match one man spelled
‘p&saip,” and got beet.
Ball Room Gymnastics.
At Long Branch this season some of the
waltzing is of the new kind, in which the
dancers slide three times (me way as fast
and as far as their legs will let them, and
then three times the opposite way. A couple
divided against itself cannot stand that sort
of capering. The partner must slide, sway
and whirl exactly in unison, or trouble
comes. Take one recent instance for an
illustration: The young gentleman was
brawny and demonstrative. He was dp in
the new waltz and eager for it. The young
lady was tall, stately and sedate. She could
not waits in the new way, and deemed it
an improperly agile and athletic diversion.
The old style was plenty lively enough for
her. But there was no such understanding
between the two when they stood up to
gether to dance. The new waltz begins
without premonition, scooting off suddenly
sideways, like a tremendously accelerated
crab. Such was the initial movement of
this young gentleman. Encircling the
young lady firmly with his muscular right
arm, and gripping her right hand with his
left, he measured off about half the width
of the parlor with three vigorous flings of
his bng, stalwart legs. It was a complete
surprise to his partner. She was carried
off her feet at first. Then her slippers beat
a quick tattoo on the floor In her struggle to
regain equilibrium, and sue hugged her
partner desperately. The sweet smile on
her face gave place to an expression of an
noyance, and that to terror. As for the
young gentleman, he thought it was thus
far all right. Away he went, three jumps
in the contrary direction. She accompan
ied him, and in a dreadful manner. Her
nose bored itself into his shoulder, her hair
caught in a button of his coat, and was
torn from its fastenings ; a bouquet at her
waist flew into many more pieces than it
had flowers, and her Louis Quinze slippers
scraped violently along tne floor. She
frantically clasped her hands back of the
young gentleman’s neck, and sank into his
arms an utter wreck.
How to Wash.
As in everything else, so in washing
clothes there is a right and a wrong way
to do it, and most people take the wrong
way. The clothes are soaked over night,
sometimes in hard water, a process which
surely sets the dirt and other stains, and
then, half washed, are boiled and boiled in
the vain hope that the heat and steam will
extract the dirt. That clothes thus treated
become yellow and dingy is small matter
for wonder. It would be strange if they
did not. In washing clothes the right way,
the water used is of great importance—
soft water being much preferable to hard.
Cistern or rain water is best, next comes
river and soft spring water, while in the
limestone regions far more labor and an
extra quantity of soap are necessary to suc
cess. Therefore, the farmer, who, while
supplying himself with all the newest and
most approved appliances for farming,
fails to provide a cistern and pump in or
near the kitchen for wash-day use is, to
say the least, blamably unmindful of the
comfort of the women of his family. Peo
ple who live in the country cannot of
course, have the stationary tubs to be
found in the city houses, but there is no
good reason why soft water for washing
should not be at hand in ail but the poorest
houses; still it is not absolutely necessary.
Tb« Man Who Growl*.
No country in the world has ever pro
duced such a race of chronic growlers a*
the Comstock. Nothing ever seams to suit
some people here, and the more prosperous
they are the more they growl. They Tiew
the world through an iurerted telescope,
and everything looks small and distant.
“What do you think of the rise?”
“Wait till you see the break and eyery-
body busted. The town ’ll go plum to the
dogs after the next break.”
“Haven’t you made anything in the
rise?”
Well, a little. I sold some Sierra Neva
da at $20.”
“What did it cost you ?”
“I had to pay five dollars for it. I
might have raked it in for three and sold it
for forty. But it’s just my luck. I only
made $10,000 on the whole thing. I tell
you there’s no chance for a man of small
capital in this country. He’ll lie robbed
and plundered all the year round by these
stock sharps. If I ever make a stake Tin
going East, where a man’s got soma
show.”
In a few Weeks that man will spend or
gamb.e away every cent he now poassswt,
and then writs East for funds, at the same
time informing his relatives that this is the
toughtest country he ever strode,