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Newspaper Page TextThe Cedartown Advertiser. Published every Thursday by ID. B. FREEMDAN”. Terms: $1.50 per annum, in advance. OLD SERIES—YOL. YIII-NO. 14. CEDARTOWN, GA., MAY 5, 1881. NEW SERIES—YOL. III-NO. 21. CHARLES E. WEST, Attorney at Law, CEDARTOWN, Georgia. pr special attention to Collection of Claims. Office up stairs In Ledbetter & Goode Building. octai-4y C. G. JANES, ATTORNEY AT LAW, CEDARTOWN, GA. w omce in tne court Honse. febi»-iy DRS. LIDDELL & SON, PHYSICIANS AND SURGEONS OFFICE EAST SIDE OF MAIN ST. CEDARTOWN, GA Jan8-ly W. G. ENGLAND, Physician and Surgeon. CEDARTOWN, GA OFFICE over J. A. Wynn’s where he may be found ready to attend calls either day or night. Janl5-ly DR. C. H. HARRIS, Physician and Surgeon, Cedartown. Ga. B. FISHER, Watchmaker & Jeweler, CEDARTOWN, GA Having Just opened out a shop at the store of a. D. Hogg St Co., respectfully requests the f mbllc to call on him when needing work In hla me. ieb5-tr W. F. TURNER, Attorney at Law. CEDARTOWN, GA Will practice in the Superior Courts of Polfc, 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 moat skill ful manner, office over J. sj. Stubbs St Co.’s, febid-iy DR- G. W. STRICKLAND DENTIST, CEDARTOWN, - - - Georgia. Having permanently located In Cedartown, offers his professional services to the public, guaranteeing flrst-clas3 work and reasonable charges to all patrons. oct21-iy JAMES H. PRICE, "* CEDARTOWN, GA Keeps on hand and manufactures to order MATTRESSES! My work recommends Itself wherever used, and Is guaranteed to render the most pe feet satisfaction. No fllnasy material used, no work Slighted. last a trial. JAMES. H. PRICE. ieb!9-ly. D. H. LEDBETTER. Watchmaker & Jeweler, CEDARTOWN, Ga. All kinds of Repairing of Watches, Clocks and Jewelry done promptly and satisfactorily. Watches, Clocks and Jewelry of all kinds fur nished to order on short notice. I am prepared to do PHOTOGRAPHING IN ALL ITS BRANCHES. My Gallery is fitted up in good style, and I am prepared to furnish GOOD PICTURES. LI VIC It Y, FEED —AND- SALE STABLE! Wright & Johnson, Prop’rs. CEDARTOWN Georgia. Being supplied with new Horses, New Ve hicles, &c., we are prepared to meet the wants of the public in our lan8-iy STAR BARBER SHOP. WEST SIDE MAIN STREET. CLEAN TOWELS and plenty of BAY RUM al- ways at hand. Everything neat and systematic about my shop, and customers promptly and politely waited on. Am prepared to Clean Clothing. Bring me your worn and faded garments and have them made to look as good as new. guarantee perfect satisfaction in all branches of my business. The repairing of Umbrellas a Specialty. nov25-ly LEWIS BOND. How Watches are Made. THE PRISONER. Why art thou restless, foolish heart. Beating uithin my breast? In yarn I Btrive to quiet thee; Lie still and rest. Thou can’st not break thy prison chains For lore hath bound them strong, Dream on until the bitter end, 'Twill not be long. Does life so many blessings hold That tbon can'st fail to grasp The crumbs of joy that round thee fall With tender c'asp? Diluk in the sweetness wh.le 'tia near. Wrestle no more with fate ; Golden is every fleeting hoar When love comes late. The sad and painful “might l.ave been” ‘Tia well thou shonld’st forget; Fill not life's cup w.th bitter tears And vain regret. Wait thou, and rest beside the heart That clasps thee to its own ; Too soon thy bitter cry wiil bo, Alone! Alone! “Over tlie Wires.” It will he apparent to any one who will ex amine a Solid gold Watch, that aside from the necessary thickness for engraving and polish ing, a large proportion of the precious metal used Is needed only to stiffen and hold the en graved portions in place, and supply the neces sary solidity and strength. The surplus gold Is aotually needless so far as utility and beauty are conoemed. In JAMBS BOSS’ PATENT GOLD WATCH CASES, this waste of precious metal Is overcome, and the samx souditt and bthehoth produced at from one-U[lrd toone- 6 all the usual cost of solid cases. This process Is of the most simple nature, as follows: A plate of nlckie composition metal, especially adapted to the purpose, has two plates of solid gold sol dered one on each side. The three are then passed between polished steel rollers, and the result Is a strip of heavy plated compo-itlon, from which the cases, backs, centre., bevels Ac. are cut and shaped by suitable dies and formers. The gold in these esses Is sufficiently thick to admit of all kinds of chasing, engrav ing and enamelling; the engraved cases have been carried until worn perfectly smooth by time and use without removing the gold. THIS IS THE ONLY CASH MADE WITH TWO PLATES OF SOLID GOLD, AND WAR RANTED BY SPECIAL CERTIFICATE. For sal* by all /(waters. Ask for Illustrated Catalogue, and to see warrant. novis-iy First, I must tell you who I am, and how I came to be in the Baysville Bank m the ‘ “wee sma’ hours” one dreary De cember night, some three years ago. My name was then Olive Hudson, and I was 17 years old that same December night, and so small that Mrs. Knight’s Dolly, who was not 12 years old, was half a head taller than myself. We were rich folks once, but father died and left us very poor. Mother struggled along in a weary hand-to-hand fight with poverty till I was 16, and then died. She had rented two rooms of Mrs. Knight, widow, also, with two stalwart sons, an aged father, and two daughter! After mother died I was adopted by the Knights, and, although 1 was earning a support as music teacher in the Baysville Academy, I was like one of the family when 1 was in my good landlady’s home. They were all in good positions, but by no mians an aristocratic family. John, the eldest son, was in New York in a wholesale sugar house; Tom was the night, watchman of the Baysville Bank building, and grandpa—we all call him grandpa— was telegraph operator of the town, while Mary was a milliner, and Dolly stayed at the office, sending and receiving messages. Baysville Bank building was a large granite structure, containing the post-office and bank on the first floor, the telegraph office and a number of private law offices on the second floor, and other private offices on the third floor. In the basement were post-office rooms for sorting the mail, and also the large bank vault. 1 knew the building well, for I was fond of telegraphing, and spent half my leisure time perch up beside grandpa while he slept peacefully or read the newspapers. And that was the beginning of my amusement at Dryden, the next station. The operator at Dryden was a wit, and flashed nonsense to our office when busi ness was dull. It fell flat when grandpa was in the office, but if I were there .1 sent back jest for jest, and sometimes an hour slipped by like a minute as we talked over the wires of every topic under the sun. He called himself “Lion,” and I, Tor nonsense, signed myself “Elephant,” laughing as I did so at the reflection of my tiny figure in the office mirror. Beyond Dryden, and only five miles from Baysville, was C , a large com mercial town, the nearest railway station, and where an office was always open for the accommodation of travelers. As 1 have said, Tom Knight was the night watchman of Baysville Bank build ing, and a lonely time he had of it. The last mail came by stage at 4 o’clock in the afternoon, and the post-office was vacated at six. The bank closed at thiee, and by six o’clock every office was deserted for the night. At seven Tom was on duty, and grand pa, who was restless at night, was in the habit of taking down some coffee and lun cheon, as the building was only a stone's throw from the house. On the December night I have already mentioned, it had stormed heavily all day, and I had taken a new class at the Aca demy, coming home later in the dap than usual, and excited over my lrifcrease in salary. Everybody else had gone to bed, and I was lingering over the kitchen fire with Mrs. Knight, dreading the plunge into my cold room, where I had allowed the fire to go out. The clock struck twelve, and Mrs. Kmght, lifting her face from over the fire, said: “Do call grandpa, Olive; he’s asleep on the sofa in the sitting-room. I’ll have Tom’s basket ready by the time grandpa has his hat and coat on. I hate to call him, for he was complaining of rheumatism all day, and the ground is very wet, although the storm is over.” “Let him sleep,” I said; “I’ll run over with the basket. It is but a step.” “But it is so dark; are you not afraid ?” “Not a bit; I’ll slip on my waterproof and rubbers, and draw the hood of my cloak* over my head.” “Well, if you will, though I am afraid Tom will scold at my letting you go.” “I’ll put down the basket and run, and he will never know who left it.” “Go into the rear basement door; he leaves that open for grandpa.” “I know.” I grasped the handle of the basket, and hurried across the space between the build ing and the house, and stole BOftly in at the basement door, in pursuance of my plan to drop the basket and run. In my rubber shoes my steps were noiseless. and I had scarcely passed the threshold when I stood rooted to the floor in terrible amazement. Somebody was talking. 1 crept forward and listened. There was a man m the vault, ana a light shone under the door. While I listened, some one said: “There is a confoundi d draft here; did you shut the door, Smith?” “Yes, but the wind might have blown it open.” 1 had just time to dart under the stair, case and crouch down, when the door of the vault opened and a man came out. He crossed the entry, drew two heavy, noisy bolts, fastened the door by which 1 had entered, and returned without closing the vault door. I could look in by the dim light and see two men working at the safe lo cks by the stream of light thrown from a dark lan tern. Tlieie was the outline of a man bound and gagged upon the floor, but 1 could only conjecture that it was Tom, for I could not see distinctly. rimre I was nicely caged, for it would be impossible for me to draw those heavy bolts without attracting notice. And the bank was being robbed, that was evident. How could I prevent it? I could not get out; I could not reach Tom. Suddenly 1 remembered the telegraph office' on the second floor. If I could summon help from C , it was only five miles, end there was a long job for the burglars before they could ipen the safe. I could creep around the staircase ? If one of those busy men turned his head I was lost. I softly crept out on all fours, slowly, watchfully, and gained the stairs. Up I darted, blessing my Indian rubber shoes, till I gained the door of the tele graph office. All was dark there and I dared not strike a match. I listened, and then leaving the door open, groped my way to the well-known desk and gave the signal for C— could hear my heart throb as I waited for the answer. It came ! Still working in the dark, I sent this message: “Burglars in the Baysville Bank vault! Watchman gagged and bound! Can you send help ?” Again the agony of suspense m listening, but at last the sound reached me: “Will send help immediately?” I crept to the head of the staircase, afraid the clear ring of the instrument had been heard m the vault, but no one came up stairs The windows of the telegraph office faced the street, so I re turned, bolted myself id safely aud sat down to watch. The town clock gave one resonant stroke, breaking the deep silence, and no signs of life were visible in the long stretch of road leading to C . i was numb with cold, wishing heartily that I had not left Tom’s basket under the stair case, thinking regretfully of my own cozy bed, when I heard afar off the sound of horses feet. No sister Anne, in Bluebeard’s lower, was ever more watchful than I was then. Would the burglars take the alarm? The building made a corner of two streets, and I saw eight mounted men dash up the road, separate, and while four dismounted in front, four weDt to the rear. The burglars were unprepared for this flank movement, for while the police in front were thundering at the main entrance, the robbers rushed to the rear basement door right into the arms of the police sta tioned There. I could hear the hubbub, pistol shots fired, the scuffle ot feety-cries, oaths and general confusion; and I slipped down stairs and out of the now deserted main entrance and ran home. Everybody was in bed, and I went to my room and had a good crying spell, and comforted my half frozen body in double blankets, where I soon fell asleep. All this was on Frid ay night, and I had no teaching to do until Monday, so I slept late, but coming down, I found all the family prepared to make a heroine of me. ‘1 never knew until mother told me this morning, ” said Tom, “that it wasn’t grandpa who sent the telegraph to C . By Jove, Olive, you’re spunky, if you are little. ‘I gave up when four of them pounced on me from one of the upper rooms. They must have got in during the day and hid there.” I tried to make the Knights promise not to tell my adventure, but could not. Before mght all Baysville knew how Olive Hudson caught the burglars. 1 was in the office with grandpa, when over the wires came this message: What does Olive Hudson look like? everybody In Dryden is talking about her great exploit.” 1 flashed back. “What do yon suppose finch a woman would look like? She is nearly six feet tall, broad shouldered, and loud-voiced, a perfect Elephant.” “Was it really yourself, Elephant?” “Dear Lion, it was!” “Do you know, I want to see you. I am going to New it ork to-day, but I’ll be back next spring.” If he came to Baysville he ibd not see me. I ran away in a fit of shyness. In March a wonderful thing happened. My mother’s brother, who had been seven teen years—nearly all my lifetime—in Cuba, came out to New York, found me out, and took me into a life of ease and luxury, making me pet in his splendid house. He was a bachelor, over fifty years of age, handsome and well informed, and with large wealth. He introduced me to old friends of his, and my circle of acquaintance widened every day. I was entirely nappy, for we loved each other well. One day Uncle George brought home to dinner a stranger, who he introduced as: •The son of my old friend, Olive, Mr. Roberts.” I made myself agreeable, as in duty bound, to Mr. Robeits, a man of thirty or thereabouts, with a face that was down right ugly, but pleasant from the expres sion of frank good humor and intelligence upon it. We talked of everything, and I surprised at the congeniality of taste we soon discovered. In an animated dis cussion of heroines, Mr. Roberts, turning to Uncle George, said: ‘You were kindly inquiring this mom. mg about my lortune since father died, but I did not tell you one little episode. Before 1 was fortunate enough to obtain my present lucrative situation, I was for a time telegraph operator in a small place called Dryden, and then I heard of a real heroine, of whom the world will probably never hear.” I knew what was coming, but kept my face perfectly composed to listen. When the story was finished, giving Uncle George a sly pinch to keep him quiet, I said: ‘What kind of a looking person was the wonderful heroine ?” ‘‘-i never saw her, for although Bays ville was the next village to Dryden, I never went there. But she was described to me as tall, strong and masculine.” “In short, my dear Lion,” I said gravely, “ she was a perfect Elephant.” Such a stare as greeted me I am certain never came upon Leo Robert’s face before or since that hour. His eyes dilated till I thought that they would pop out of his dear ugly face, and his mouth opened in utter amazement. Finally he remembered his manners, and gasped: “Pardon me, I—was it really you?” “Uncle George,” I said, “will you be kind enough to introduce me properly to Mr. Roberts ? I beheve be thinks your niece must bear your name.” With a flourish, Uncle George arose and gravely introduced: “Mr. Leo Roberts, Miss Olive Hudson; Miss Hudson, Mr. Roberts.” “After that we could not certainly M strangers, and Mr. Roberts came often tc dine with Uncle George. And one day there was a wedding, where the bride was very small, buried in lace and orange blossoms, and the bride groom was ugly aud good natured; but it was a true love match, a fit ending for the flirtation commenced at Dryden and Bays ville, “Over the Wires,” Unfortunate Lovers. flow to Behave at a Partv. The last gleam of day was silvering the waters of the Guadalquiver, at the mouth of which stands the ancient city of Valencia. Above other buildings rose the tower of Miquilet, with its bell sending its solemn tones far and near, calling the inhabitants to prayer. Far as the eye could reach ex tended the fertile valley Huerta de Valen cia, studded with thriving villages, vine yards and cottages, bound by the sea in the distance and surrounded by the lofty moun tains of Catalonia. The stars were gem ming the fields of azure and the crescent moon ascending the vault of heaven; it was indeed a night of beauty—a scene to attune the mind to happiness and paace. The service had ceased, and the congre gation was slowly departing from the Cathedral of Saint Cellius. Among the last of the worshippers was a young female, closely shrouded in a mantilla, yet of so thin a texture was it that her face and fig ure were almost perceptible. In her hand she carried a fan of the most exquisite workmanship, but seemingly more foi ornament than use; behind her hobbled an old duenna, who with difficulty kept pace with the tripping feet of Donna Isabella, for such was the name of the maiden. Close by her side walked .a young and noble looking cavalier, whose deep dark eyes were riveted upon her, while ever and anon glances of recognition were exchanged between them, till at length the suspicion of the old lady was aroosed, who shoulder ed aside the youth, and seizing the arm of her young charge, quitted her not till they reached a noble mansion in the neighbor hood of the ever verdant Glorietta. But the young cavalier was not to be thwartsed in his design, which was to con vey to his lady love a billet of appointment, nor was Donna Isabella deficient ot inven tion in favoring the wishes of her lover, for just as she was on the eve of ascending the stairs leading to her mansion, she dropped her fan as if by accident. The opportunity was immediately seized by the young cava lier, who, lifting it unseen to the duenna, slipped within its folds a billet, and kneel ing, presented it to the blushing girl. “fou are too forward,” muttered the ancient lady, “it Is well her brother is not at hand, else he would chastise thy in solence. ” “He durst not,” replied the cavalier, “my blood is as noble as that which flows within the veins of any of the race of Valasquez.” “Hoity, toity, we shall see that,’’ said the old crone, and, raising her voice, she called for assistance. “ Leave me, leave me, for the sake of the virgin mother!” imploringly spoke Donna Isabella. “ You will meet me, then, as specified within the billet ?” said the youth. “I will, I will, God willing, and an opportunity offers. Now leave me.” The youth hastily snatched her hand and pressed it to his lips. The next moment he was lost among the mazes of the Glor ietta. The noise of the duenna had alarmed the inmates of the mansion, who hastened to her assistance, but the calm demeanor of Isabella converted their alarm into laughter, especially when she informed them that the old dame’s cries arose solely from tne polite attention of a passing cava lier in tendering her her fan, which she had accidentally dropped. That mgm when the bell of Miquilet told the midnight hour, Isabella stood in the balcony, which overhung the garden. A slight movement was soon heard among the orange foliage and a tall figure, shroud ed in a flowing mantle advanced and stood beneath the balcony. “Are you ready ?” asked the mask. “I am?” answered the maiden, in a breath scarce awdible from terror. Secure then this ladder to the rails and descend.” And throwing a ladder of silken cords, it was caught by Isabella, who, having fastened it as desired the next moment was in the arms of her lover. * Now, then, for the chapel of the Lady Mother—ere morning you will be forever mine.” 'That morning you will never see,” cried Don Henriquez, brother of Isabella, advancing from an umbrageous shrubbery close by, “TraitorI villain! would you seek to dishonor the noble blood of Velas- quaez? Draw, coward, and defend thyself ?” With the speed of lighting were the rapiers of the opponents crossed, and with the speed of lighting was that of Henriquez buried in the heart of the mask—who, fall ing, exclaimed ; “ Henriquez, you have killed your prince!” The alarm speedily brought the domes tics to the scene of slaughter—the mask was removed from the face of the departed, and too surely were the gallant features of the noble Fedro, Prince of Castile and Arragon, revealed to the horror-stricken gaze of Henriquez. With difficulty did the domestics untwine the arms of Isabella from the body of her lover. Sense had forsaken her, and when she awoke to consciousness it was only to murmur the name of Pedro with her dying breath. Mournful yet grand was the funeral of the ill fated lYmce, and in pity to his love was the sweet corpse of Isabella consigned to the royal tomD to remain in death with her lover, while weary of his life— Henriquez fled to Venice, and embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. In the Cathedral of St. Cellius may yet be seen the tomb of the unfortunate lovers. It stands in the east nave, containing the brief and simple inscription— “ THE TOME OF AFFECTION.” Modes of Walking. —Buenos Ayres has 54,000,000 sheep. —Larkin J. Meade, the sculptor, has an Italian wife. Be an importunate beggar at the throne of grace. What "wonderful condescension 1 God beseeches me to be reconciled to him. An ingenious contemporary gives the following summary of the different modes of walking adopted by those who go to and fro upon the earth: Observing persons move slowly, their heads move alternately from side to side while they occasionally slop and turn around. Careful persons lift their feet high and place them down slowly; pidfc up some little obstruction and place it down quickly by the side of the road. Calculating persons generally walk with their hands in their pockets and their heads slightly inclined. Modest persons generally step softly for fear of being observed. Timid persons often step off the side walk on meeting another, and always go around a stone instead of stepping over it. Wide-awake persons “toe-out,” and have a long swing to their arms, while their hands move about miscellaneously. Careless persons are forever stubbing their toes. Lazy persons scrape about loosely with their heels, and sure first on one ride of the sidewalk and then on the other. Veiy stong minded persons place their toes directly iu front of them, snd have a kind of stamp movement. I renu mber that when I was quite young going to a party was nearly as much a trial to me as a pleasure. Being different, 1 dreaded entering the room and encounter ing the eyes of the people already assembled there; and once fairly in, I was over shadowed all the evening by the dreadful necessity of, by-and-by, retiring. Besides, 1 felt a sense of responsibility which was very oppressive, and was so afraid of not doing or saying what was expected of me that I moved and acted awkwardly, and no doubt looked perfectly miserable. Perhaps some of you may have had experiences similar to mine. Now let me tell you that I have lived to laugh at my foolish shyness, and to be very sorry for boys and girls who suffer from the same thing. When you are invited to a company, the first thing m order is to reply to the invitation. This is polite, whether you accept or decline, and it is imperative if you decline. Send your answer as sooft as possible, in seme such simple phrase as this: “Harold,” or “Florence, thanks Mrs. for her kind invitation for Thursday evening, and accepts it with pleasure,” or “declines it with real regret,” as the case may be. Arrived at your friend’s house, you will be directed to the proper place tor the removal of yoor wraps, and the arrangement of ydiir toilet, and then you have only to pro ceed to the parlor, where your hostess will relieve you from embarrassment by meeting you at once. She is, of course, the first person whom you are to greet. Having spoken to her, you are at liberty to find other friends. Do not think that people are looking at you, or noticing your dress or your look! They are doing notning of the kind. Engage heartily in whatever amusement is provtded for the occasion, but do not put yourself needlessly forward. H spoken to, reply modestly but intelli gently, even though for the moment there may be a hush in the room, if you really wish to enjoy yourself, seek out somebody who seems to be more a stranger than yourself, and try to do something for his or her pleasure. Forget that you are not acquainted wttn everybody, and remember that it is your duty to help your hostess in making her party a success. Should your greatest enemy be presont, you must, of course, be perfectly civil and agreeable in your manner to him, for in your friend’s house you are both under a flag of truce. When you say good-night to your enter tainers, be sure to thank them lor the pleasure you have had. Do not stay too late, but avoid being the first to go; you must leave early, do it as quietly as possible, lest your withdrawal should be the signal for others to leave, thus breaking up the party too soon. arrangement of the room. They decorate tlieir walls with beautiful paper and then hide the beauty behind rows of pictures. In papering the walls of an apartment some definite arrangement should be decided upon before the paper is placed. Another outrage on good taste is in selecting wall paper to match in color the furniture of a room. This is said to be all wrong, as wall paper should oppose in color the furniture of a room. Contrast in this respect gives entire harmony. “Wood paper” is- the name of a new idea. In this the paper is given a thin veneer of the wood desired, and can be rolled up like ordinary paper. This paper, properly applied, gives the walls of a room all the appearance of being worked in hard wood. By means of machinery the manu facture of wall paper is materially hastened. An ordinary machine will print from 2,600 to 3,000 rolls per day of eight-colored paper, while fifty rolls is a good day’s work by hand. The latter process, how ever, is used on the very finest paper. The paper after having gone through the vari ous processes described, is run on long spindles and cut into rolls of eight yards each, packed in bundles of twenty-five rolls and is then ready for shipment. JL Look at Vesuvius. A Parliamentary Boy. Blow Wall Paper is Made. —The salary cf the emperor of Russia Is $10,000,000. —Key West cigars-maker! pay every | month a contribution of 21,000 toward , the internal revenue fond. A quarter of a century ago plain white walls <and ceilings were de rigeur in America, except in the homes of the wealthy, where the hand of the fresco painter took somethmg of the coldness from the walls. In looking back it seems strange that the ancestors of the present generation were so devoted to the cold and cheerless white color, and this can only be explained by regarding it as due to Puri tanic plainnes! When wall paper began to be used the ceiling was still left white, but a change has come, and now both wall and oeiling or. made to harmonize with the surroundings. The better to under stand the subject of wall paper, a reporter recently visited an establishment where the article is manufactured, and saw the entire process. The paper is received from the manufactory in suitable lengths and a proper width, and of a pure white color. To do this the paper is put through a machine constructed for this purpose. The color is applied first with a large bmsli, and then the paper is carried on to a series of stiff brushes, which move diagonally to and fro across the surface, to give a smooth ness and equality to the ground and leave it devoid of shade or unevenness of color. After being" properly dried the paper is ready to receive further decoration. One end of the long roll, which has received a “ground,” is placed in a pair of nippers attached to a large printing machine, and the work of adornment goes on- The printing machine has a large cylinder, ardfcnd which the paper is earned to the printing cylinders. These are made of wood, with raised patterns of brass, whose interstices are filled with flock or felt. The cylinders, however, do not contain an entire pattern, for each color in the paper requires a separate impression; hence it follows that each cylinder bears only a portion of a pattern. The printing machines of the day are capable of printing as many as twelve distinct colors, and carry thirteen rollers, the extra one being used to apply the varnish. It seems amazing to the spectator to stand by and see a roll of dark- brown paper go in at one end of the ma chine and come out at the other end elegantly adorned with coloied figure! Having thus received the pattern, if gilt is desired in the figures, the roll is placed In another machine and bronzed or gilded. The bronze is contained in a large box and the paper passes over a cylinder, over which is a large brush filled with bronze powder. This is passed rapidly over the surface, and the portions of the pattern intended to receive it retain the gilt. Then the roll of paper is drawn over an other cylinder, surrounded with stiff brush es, which clear away all superfluous pow der. There are two varieties of bronze paper—the single print bronze, whTch contains only one color and gilt, and the colored bronze, which has a number of colors. The latest improvement is the embossed or pressed paper. Formerly all patterns were perfectly flat, but by a new process, portions of this pattern are raised or em bossed. This is done by a machine con structed for the purpose, and consists in forcing the paper down on a duplicate of the original pattern, thus elevating the desired portions. Velvet paper (so-called, but known technically as “flock” paper), which is so often used in paneling, has long bothered the brains oi the usual house holder, yet its manufacture is exceedingly simple. The paper first goes through the ‘grounding” machine, and then receives a sizing, after which it is placed in a long box about two feet wide, two feet deep and twenty-four feet long, with a canvas bottom. Underneath this bottom are a number of wooden arms which, by the aid of cranks, beat a tattoo on it. The paper thus placed, a quantity of flock is thrown on it, the arms beat the canvas, and in a short time it emerges seemingly a roll of soft velvet. A New York man has recently patented an improvement on all previous efforts, known as “mica,” or “Oriental satin” paper. By a secret process mica l- applied to the surface, giving the paper a glittering appearance. The rolls are then run through a machine which emboeses the paper, giving it a “ribbed” appearance The rolls of fanciful wall paper are retailed at prices ranging from two dollars to five dollars each, and when properly laid upon walls and ceilings give an apartment a rich appearance, fully equal to the handiwork of an expert fresco painter and at one-fifth The boy came home chuck-full of par liamentary tactic! At the dinner table he moved to reconsider the vote by which boiled ham was placed on the bill of fare, and demanded the ayes and noes on the question of a new pair of rubber boots and a spring velocipede. He hadn’t been home two days before he observed to his mother: T move the previous question on that hunk of maple sugar in the pantry.’ ’You can’t have it.’ ‘But I muat. My motion cuts off all de bate, and I shall announce the question as carried in the affirmative.’ His father suggested the idea of an hour’s exercise with the ax, but the boy called for a general expression of opinion and succeeded in passing a vote to recom mit the question to the Committee on Rules for amendment. Things went on in this way for a week, and the old man finally hod enough of it and felt called upon to administer, a caution. ‘Don’t you know that an amendment takes precedence of the question itself?” replied the boy. '1 amend as follows '■Resolved. That this family recognizes Cushing’s Manual as standard authority on questions of debate. Are ready for the question?’ ‘No, sir!’ replied the old mao. ‘Doyou wish fora call of the House?’ ‘I wish you to understand that your talk displeases me! ’ ‘Well, while I must respect for the rights of the minority 1 still feel that it would be a safer plan to table your motion. It can come up again under the head of ‘Unfinish ed Business. ’ In about ten minutes the old man was ready for him in the wood-shed, and he remarked: ‘There is a quorum present and we will proceed to busines!’ ‘I move we take a recess,’ replied the boy as his back began to ache. ‘Can’t do it, ’ said the father as he hung up his hat. ‘I am now going into the com mittee of the whole on the whaling busi ness, and if I can’t tan your jacket in ten minutes I shall ask leave to sit again. Stand out here-!’ ‘Please call mother to the chair?’ plead ed the youth, but it was no go. The old man had a two-thirds vote on him, and the question was so well settled that the boy was able to buy two bars of soap at a gro cery that afternoon without a single allu sion to Cushing. Engineering Work in France. The railroad now being constructed from Maroejols to Saint Flour, in the de partment ot Lozire, in the south of France, presents one of the most remarkable tri umphs of civil engineering that the world has witnessed. This is the viaduct of Garabit. Reaching the valley of this name, the road terminates abruptly on the edge of a precipice. On the opposite side, a distance of 1,556 feet—considerably ever a quarter of a mile—rise the basaltic promontories of the Contal Mountain! The valley is a sort of colossal chasm, at the bottom of which flows the river Fruy- ere. Plans for a viaduct across this val ley were presented by the young engineer, M. Eiffel, and he was told, as Americans would say, to “go ahead.” The structure, now nearly completed, is of iron. The central arch apans 541 feet (165 meters), with an average rise of 65 meters or about _213 feet. The rails will be about 402 feet from the surface of the river. Place the Cathedral of Notre Dame on this stream and the Column of the Place Ven- dome upon its towers, and there will still be considerable space above the platform on which the road is laid. The span of this arch is much greater than any in Eu rope. Our great bridge at Albany has four arches, each of 185 feet span; the La Salle bridge in Illinois has arches of 160 feet span; those of the Augusta bridge over the Kennebec are 160 feet, while those of the famous New River bridge in West Virginia are only 273 feet. Tbe height also of the Garabit Viaduct is exceptional, in Eur ipe at least, where from 60 to 63 meters is considered the limit of safety for iron supports; though the great viaduct of Fribourg, m Switzerland, passes this limit, being 78.75 meter! M. Eiffel has not overstepped the traditional prejudice, for the metallic part of his supports is only 61.16 meters, the rest being masonry of the most solid character, but he maintained before the European Society of Civil En gineers that he could guarantee safety, with the combinations he uses, to iron sup ports 109 meters high. The Garabit Via duct is exceedingly light for its size, the central portion representing only 10,500 kilogrammes to the running meter, or a little ovor Ilf tons, while the weight of the metal for the entire viaduct will not exceed 3,200 toil! Pi .paring Peanuts for MaiKet. Unfortunately for good taste many per sons are “all at sea” as regards the proper Peanuts to he prepared for the market are placed in a large cylinder,from which they enter the brushes, every nut receiveing fifteen feet of a brushing before it becomes free. Then they are dropped on an end less belt, passing along at the rate of four miles an hour. On each side of the belt stand girts, and as the nuts fall on the belt the girls with a quick motion of tbe hand, pick out all the poor looking nuts,allowing only the best to { ass the crucible. Those that do pass drop into bags and the floor below. When the bag s filled it is sewed up and branded as‘ ! c ks,”with the figure of a rooster prominent ■ t s side! The peas caught up by the;n s are thrown to one side, again picked over, and the best singled out and branded as ‘"snip!” These are as fine a nut as the first for eating, but in shape and color do not com pare with the “cock!” The third grade is branded as “eagle!” They are picked out of the cuffings of the “cocks” and “ship!” The buffings that are left from the “eagles” are bagged, sent to the top story and what little meet is in them is shaken out by a patent sheller. Vesuvius has displayed her fireworks and given us a brilliant reception—one so grand and beautiful that 1 sat up half the night to watch the shower of sparks which every few minutes blazed upward to considerable height. Lucky I have a room which overlooks the city and bay of Naples, and commands a fine view of Mount Vesu viu! The volcano at night looks not un like a huge light-house with a flash light. Now brilliant, now subdued ; or, perhaps, like a large beacon fire built on the top of a mountain, burning brightly, with frequent small eruption! Showers of sparks come forth at intervals of a few minute! And occasionally streams of lava, which run partly down the side of the mountain. These streams from tne city look like masses of fire. It is only at night that anything can be seeD. During the day nothing but smoke is visible coming out of the crater. Sometimes the smoke ascends directly upward, at others it floats away in clouds and again assumes fantastic shapes. Vesuvius is the great lion here, its prestige being only challenged by the ruins of Fom- peii. The people are proud of their idol and glory in its eruption! As the guide said: “ Ah! look now at that, where you have such thing in America ?” And, when I told him we didn’t want anything like it, he was very much offended at my lack of appreciation. The ascent to the crater is now comparatively easily made by a rati road built on the same plan as the one up Mount Washington, However, it neither starts from the base of the mountain nor goes entirely to the top. That sort of thing would never do. To start from the Dottom of the mountain would be to ruin the bus: ness of the hack-drivers, who for a consid eration consent to take you to the observa tory, a point about a quarter of the way up, where the railroad commence! From the terminus to the crater is a good fifteen minutes’ walk—not easy, by any means. The view from the summit is fine and ex tended. The view down the crater is not what one expects. If you expect you are going to have a look down into Hades, aud see the Styx and Charon, you are mistaken. The sulphurous fumes and smoke roll up in clouds, and one whiff will satisfy you and keep you busy coughing for some minute! The formation of the lava and the directions which the streams from the different eruptions have taken are very in teresting to note, the lava from each of the great eruptions being of a different color. The gronnd under your feet is uncomfort ably hot. I poked my cane down into a crevice, and it immediately took fire. For the fun of the thing, we boiled or roasted eggs hard by letting them down into the crater. Vesuvius was too lively to be very attractive at so close rang! Frequent showers of stones, some of which came down unpleasantly close to us, hastened our departure, and we returned to town to look more at our leisure at this wonderfnl curiosity. The volcano inspired me with a good deal of awe, and were I living, as many thousands are, at its base, and within reach of its terrible povsers, I should not feel at all easy. Silver Instead of Gold. Wonderful Memories. Some examples of the marvels of mem ory would seem entirely incredible had they not been given to us upon the highest authority. Cyrus knew the name of every soldier in his army. It is related of Themistocles that he could call by name every citizen of Athens, although the num ber amounted to twenty thousand. Mithri- dates, King of Pontus, knew all his eighty thousand soldiers by their right names. Scipio knew all the inhabitants of Rome. Seneca complained of old age because he could not, as formerly,repeat two thonsand names in the order in which they were read to him; and he stated that on one occasion, when at his studies, two hundred uncon nected verses having been recited by the different pupils of his preceptor, he re peated them in a reversed order, proceed ing from the last to the first. Lord Granville could repeat, from be ginning to end, the New Testament in the original Greek, Cooke, the tragedian, is said to have committed to memory all the contents of a daily newspaper. Racine could recite all the tragedies of Euripides. It is said that George HI., never forgot a face he once seen, nor a name he had heard. Mirandola would commit to mem ory the contents of a book by reading it three "time! and could frequently repeat the words backward as well as foward. Thomas Cranmer committed to memory, in three montns, an entire translation of the Bible. Euler, the mathematician, could repeat the zEneid, and Liebmtz, when an old man could recite the whole of Virgil, word for word. It is said that Bossuet could repeat, not only the whole Bible, but all Homer, Vir gil and Horace, besides many other works. Mozart had a wonderful memory of musical sound! When only fourteen years of age, he went to Rome to assist in the solemnities of Holy Week. Immediately after his arrival, he went to the Sistine Chapel, to hear the famous Miserere of AUegri. Being aware that it was forbid den to take or give a copy of this renowned piece of music, Mozart Dlaced himself in a comer and gave the strictest attention to the music, and an leaving the church noted down the entire piece. A few days afterward he heard it a second time, and, following the music with his own copy in his hand, satisfied himself of the fidelity of his memory. The next day he sang the Miserere at a concert, accompany mg him self on the harpsichord, and the perform ance produced such a sensation in Rome that Pope Clement XIV. requested tha> this musical prodigy should be presented to lnm at once. Gilt-Edged. Not long ago a Detroit grocer selected a roll of the choicest butter in market and placed it at his door with the sign: “Please tast!” Along came a citizen in about two minutes, and after carefully examin ing the roll he put a btt of it in his mouth, spat it out in cretrt disgust and said : “I can give you my opinion of that mi! erable stuff in a York second! You may fool some folks on oleomargarine, but I can tell it a block away.” Then you don’t like it ?” ‘Like it! Why, a pound of that would kill a man!” The secood man lifted up the roll, smelled all around it, and finally put a crumb into his mouth. ‘Pretty fair article, isn’t it?” queried the grocer. Well, yes, though there’s a trifle too much laid in it. Not going to keep the stuff for sal! are you?” “Oh, no. “I wouldn’t, either. Faugh! How that lardy taste sticks to my tongue!” In the course of an hour seven worthy citizens of acknowledged taste sampled the butter and turned from it with disgust. At one time two men almost came to blows because one called it butterine, and the other knew it was oleomargarine. When the fun began to grow monotonous the sign was changed to: “Newarrival of gilt- edged, ” and the first man who tasted ordered ten pounds to be sent home right OS. “ How much will this cost in your pa per ?’’ asked a quiet looking man, as he handed in the following advertisement at the Ragle counting room, Denver. “Smith.—Basted a trace, in this city, Friday, just after dinner, Mary Smith, wife of the undersigned, and daughter of old Sim Pratt, the leading blacksmith of Den ver, Colorado. The corpse was highly respected by the high tonedest families but Death got the drop on her, and she took up the bucket with perfect confidenc that she would have a square show the other side of the Divide. The plant trans pires this afternoon at her boarding house on Willow street. Come one, come all. “ Dearest Mary, thou has left us. For you on earth there wasn’t room ; But 'tis heaven that hath bereft us, And snatched oar darling up the flume. “ Denver papers please copy and send bill, or draw at sight.” “By her late husband, P. Smith.” “I don’t believe you want it in just that way, do you?” asked the clerk rubbing his chin dubiously. ‘Why not,stranger?’ asked the quietman. “It don’t read quite right, does it?” asked the clerk. ‘ Was you acquainted with the corpse, stranger?’ demanded the quiet man. ‘ Was you aware of the lamented while she was bustling around in society down at that boarding house?’ ‘X don’t know that I ever met her,’ re sponded the clerk. ‘So 1 reckoned, judge. You wasn’t up to the deceased when she was in the living busines! Now, judge, the deceased wrote that oration herself afore she died, and I want it in. Do you hook on, pardner?’ ‘ Btu it isn't our style of notice,’ objected the clerk. ‘Nor mine, neither,’ acquiesced the quiet man. ‘ I was for having a picture of her and a lot more talk, but she said she want ed it quiet and modest, bo she whooped that up. Say, stranger, is it going into your valuable space without any diffi culty ?’ ‘ I don’t know, ’ said the clerk, dolefully. ‘I know,’ partner. This celebration comes off to-morrow afternoon, and that’s going in in the morning, if it goes m out of a cannon. ■ I got grief enough on my hands now, stranger, without erecting a fort on the sidewalk, but if you want war, I’ve got the implements right in the back part ot these mourning clothe! What d’ye think, jedge?’ ‘Does it make any difference where it goes ?’ asked the Clerk. ‘I want it in the paper,’ said the mourn er, and it’s going in if it takes a spile driver. Think you twig my racket-' stran ger?’ ‘ All right, ’ replied the Clerk. ‘ I’ll put it in the Salad,’ among the other mournful remark! ‘Four dollars, pleas!’ ‘ That’s business,’ and the quiet man paid the money. ‘ If you aint busy come around to-morrow. I’m going to give the old woman a send off, and if that gospeller don’t work up a pretty good program be fore he gets at the doxology, his folks will think he’s been doing considerable business with a saw mil]. She was a good one, jedge, and she was pious from the hack of her neck to the bunion on her heel; yoif can tell that from the notice;’ and the mourning widower wiped his eyes on the sly and later in the day was fined $10 for thrashing tne undertaker who had put silver handles on the casket, instead of gold. ' Stock-Raising in the west. The freedom to pasture cattle on excel lent grazing land, together with an acces sible market, are the main reasons whv at present stock farming i3 particularly profit able. The first of these conditions is pre carious, and it is evident that in ten years there will not be much good free range left east of the Missouri River. When immi gration to that extent shall have shut him off from tree pasturage, the stOGk man can either sell his farm at probably four times its present value, and move to Dakota or Montana, or else turn Ins attention to fat tening stock on grain for other partie! For instance, as a practical case, there is a cattle man of Council Bluffs who is said to own 100,000 head of cattle in Idaho. He has a range of sixty square miles of land not worth one cent to the acre for agriculture, yet affording excellent pasture for cattle. He has ten men employed at wages varying from twenty-four dollars to forty dollars per month to look after the stock. These men require 200 ponies to handle the cattle. An overseer is hired at $1,200 a year. During the winter, how ever, four men can do all the work re quired, which is mainly breaking the ice in the streams that the cattle may nave water. Streams serve as the great checks upon the cattle straying away, for they never will go tar from water. In the spring of the year the cattle men have a grand “round up” (as it is called), the stock is picked out by means of the brand, and those cattle that are meant for Eastern market are started for Omaha. They travel about ten miles a day, and generally take the whole season in the journey from the winter ground to the Missouri bottom. At Omaha the cattle are put on the train and shipped nominally to Chicago, but really to different points along the road, to be handed over to farmers for fattening. Mr. Stewart deiived over 1,900 head to farmers last fall, and of these only eight were lost during the winter. The parties who re ceive the cattle agree to fatten them at the rate of five cents for every extra pound they add to the animal. This seems small at first sight, but where cattle put on 250 extra pounds during a winter, and where two hogs are fed from the refuse of each ox, the farmer finds that the residt to him is equivalent to selling his corn at 100 per cent, profit. The large cattle raisers, of course, have their inspectors, who travel from farm to farm to look after their property, and gather it together in the spring for shipment to Chicago, where they are either slaughtered or shipped to Europ! The cattle men have a great ad vantage over mere farmers, in that they are to a great extent independent of rail way! It they are badly treated by one corporation they have a simple remedy in driving th«ir stock a few miles to the next road. To ietter with gold and silver leaf on glass,- prepare the size by dissolving one' ounce of ismgla3s in just enough water to cover it. When aissolved, add a half pint of rectified wine-spirit, and make up to a quart with water. Give the clean glass a flowing coat of this and carefully lay on the leaf, which will then readily adhere to the glass. Let it remain twenty-four hoars to dry. The design or letter is drawn on paper, and the lines pneked with needle hole! Place this against the gilded surf ace, and dust it thoroughly with powdered whiting. When the paper is removed there will remain a correct copy of the design on the glas! Now fill up the outline with oil gold size in which has been ground some orange chrome, thinned somewhat with healed oil and turpentin! When this has thoroughly dried, wash off the surplus gold with water applied with a tuft of cot ton.

Georgia Historic Newspapers

Cedartown advertiser. (Cedartown, Ga.) 1878-1889, May 05, 1881, Image 1