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Newspaper Page Textu-c t m WLUPiW The Cedartown Advertiser Published every Thursday by ID. B. FTITCKM A N. Terms: t&1.50 per annum, in advance. OLDSERIES-VOL. IX—NO. 33. CEDARTOWN, GA., SEPTEMBER 14.1882. NEW SERIES—VOL. 1V-N0. 10. W. M. PHILLIPS & CO. BY THE SAD SEA WAVES. ARE MANUFACTURERS’ AGENTS FOR THE LATEST IMPROVED MACHINERY! STATIONARY AND PORTABLE Engines and Boilers, Complete, Ranging from 850 to 880 a Horse Power. SAW MILLS, COMPLETE, Prom 8300 to 8600. Cotton Gins, Feeders and Condensers, ’’■» Oollet’8, and other leading makes, SCREWS and PRESSES, WHEAT THRESHERS an J SEPARATORS, SOBGHUM MILLS AND EVAPORATORS, man y otlier l ; ke articles too tedions to mention, all of which we will sell as low aa vne Mynaacmrera or any Agent, and have them put up and started free of expense to the pur- o«^f er * 1.1 k are also sawing Lumber at the Cherokee Iron Works, using nothing but Yellow Heart Pine, which enables os to make FINEST LUMBER IN THE ICOUNTRY. All of which we will sell as low as the same grade can be bought for. We also keep in stock PLANTATION SUPPLIES, HARDWARE. FAMILY GROCERIES, DRY GOODS, &C. Always keeping in mind the needs of Farmers, and will sell cheap for cash, or on tune to prompt paying customers. Call and see us when in want of anything in our line. Very Respectfully, W. M. PHILLIPS & CO. Q> W. S. DAVIS, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER, Has charge of the Machine Shop of W. S. DAVIS & CO., and is now ready to furnish the citizens ot Cedartown and surrounding country with anything that pert, ins to his line of business. He will dress and match your lumber, or sell if t, you i i any shape you may want it. Will also do your turning, sawing of Brackets or Balusters, or make yon a Safe, Desk or Book Case. Wagon Bodies on short notice. Doors on hand or made to order. And r o\v remember well, and bear the fact in mind, that if yon want a house, or any part of one built, he will do it for yon at rock bottom prices. So bjf calling on him you will be sure to get the worth of your money when you put it in a buiiding, for lie has the facilities for doing work cheap and he defies honest competition, Estimates made on Building and Plans furnished. Thanking the public for past favors lie only asks the pnbhc to consult their interest by seeing him before contracting to have work done. jy!4-ly THE WHITE SEWING MACHINE. The Ladies’ Favorite! BECAUSE it is Tilt’ Lightest Running, The Most Qniet, Makes a Prettier Stitch aud lias more conveniences than any other Machine. It Is warranted five years, and'is the £&sie*t to sail, and Gives the Best Satisfaction jfj|| of any machine on the market. Intending purchaser* are solicited to examine it before buying. Responsible ^ dealers wanted In all unoccupied territory. mJMy J. I). & T. F. SMITH, Wholesale and Retail Dealers, 59 Broad Street, Atlanta- Ga. ear For sale bv J. A. WYNN & BRO.. Cedartown. Ga. Atlanta marble works WALSH & PATTERSON BROS., Successors to WM. GRAY. Importers and Dealers in Foreign aud American Marbles. MONUMENTS, TABLETS, HEADSTONES, And All Kinds of Cemetery Wort Done on Short Notice Office and Works No. 77 East Alabama Street, ATLANTA, GA «. W. FEATHERSTON. W. 8. FEATHERSTON. NEW FIBM! FEATHERSTON & BRO. □ave on hand at their New Brick Store, on Main Street, A LARCER AND FINER ASSORTMENT OF GENERAL MERCHANDISE, than they have ever before offered” to their customers. With additional room and improved facilities generally, they are prepared to give all old customers, and as many new ones as may choose to favor them with a trial. Hare bargains. Come at once, and see the inducements they offer. We also.keep First-Class Gnanos and Phosphates. FEATHERSTON & BRO. BARBER SHOP! (At CEDABTOWN HOTELJ BY LEWIS BOND. * HAntCUTTINQ, SHAMPOOING, SHAVING, ■A all work In mj line done in a satisfactory man nas Don’t tall to give me a can. DR. G. W. STRICKLAND, DENTIST Can be found at the Cedartown Hotel, when ht has secured permanent quartern, and Is ready to give attention to the wants of all in the lias of dental work. Satisfaction given. Price* moder ate. feb34f Backward and forward, to and fro, The swift-winged swallows come and go: Above the ocean’s roar I hear their cries, as wheeling swift To where the gathered sevweeds drift, They dart along the shore. Looking around, on either hand. The little cove in which I stand. I see the frowning rocks, Distorted, broken, wrenched apart As by some sorcerer’s maglo art, Or by fierce earthquake shocks. Rising and falling, to my feet The waves roll in, then swift retreat: And on their outward way, Among the pebble* and the sand, They leave, as If with careless hand, The spoil* of many a day. Dr.tting and drifting, far and wide, Borne on by many a restless tide, Storm-tossed and tempesb-driveu, These fragments floated on the sea* Until, perchance, through favored breea* At length uua port im |lfen Shattered, worm-eaten, matted o’er With seaweed, laden with a store Of barnacles and shells, This plank, lony riven from the deck of some forlorn and broken wreck. A mournful story tells. Lying beside it, on the strand, The seaweed, from some far-off land Or rocky islet torn, Lifts op its leaflets with a grace That shows the purpl. of its race Right royally Is worn. Trailing Its misty robe of gray. Inland the sea fog takes its way : As homeward turn my feet, I hear the story of the sea, Its wlerd, sad tones of mystery. In cadence low and sweet. HER SUMMER BOARDER. It was a pleasant little place, a story and a half high only, but spread over a great deal of ground. 'There was a big velvety lawn in front, with half-a-dozen tecch-trees that had stood there for a hundred yeata—mag nifieent old trees us ever cast their waving shadows on a summer day. There were old-fashioned flowers, and an old fashioned rope swing, a well with a veritable mossy oaken bucket; there were plenty of vegetables in the little garden patch, lots of eggs fresh every day, and all the milk that was wanted. * There were berries and fruits, shade, and pure water, and a quarter of a mile away from the sandy beach of the Atlantic and the Toung, new sea-side resort that had lately grown up there. •It is the very place for yon,” Isabel Dale said, with a happy eager look in her dark eyes. And Mr. Felix Pontifex smiled back at her, with that look a man gives a pretty girl whom he admires nnnsually much. l I shall decide upon it, then. ‘Beech- cliff Cottage,’ a pretty rural name, and the landlady is ?” Isabel laughed, showing her distract- ingly pretty dimple. ■Miss Amy Barry, a little ugly old me id, and just as nice as she can be.” Mr. Pontifex affected a horrified scowl, and helped Miss Dale into the carriage again, “A very picturesque plaoe indeed,” he said, looking hack towards the pretty old-fashioned house nnder the shade of the big beeches. ‘ ‘I am glad yon spoke of it to me. I will drive over again when Miss Barry is at home and make the necessary arrangements,” Whieh arrangements were, that in consideration of twenty-five dollars a week, Mr, Pontifex was to have Miss Barry’s two front rooms for himself and bis little motherless children and a room in the attic “lean-to” for their nurse, the buxom young North Ireland girL It was a perfect godsend to little Amy Barry, little ugly old maid that she was, and when she knelt beside her bed that night, she offered her thankful prayers that Mr. Pontifex had come to smooth her financial road for her. For a summer boarder meant go mnch to Miss Barry, who, live years ago had iost in one week, her mother and father, and the big strong brother who had been such a tower of strength to them all. Ther. had been nothing left to Amy but the homestead where she had been born and alwayB lived, and when people had advised her to sell it, and pnt ths money in the bank for a rainy day, while she went about sewing, she indig nantly scouted such counsel. “No, indeed. A farmer’s daughter ought to manage a bit of ground as well as a farmer's son. ’ ‘I’ll keep the place, and in summer I’ll take boarders, and Larry O’Toole shall do my heavy work for me. “When the “rainy day’ comes I’ll have my home and a penny in the bank book,” She had prospered until the last year ; so that now, when Mr. Pontifex came, it was a godsend to her, and she went about her pretty cosy little home as contented and happy as the day was long, An “ugly little old maid,” that was what bonny bright Isabel had called her, and Felix Pontifex caught himself one day watching her, as she went flitting from place to place, in her big white apron and tucked-up sleeves and satiny- brown hair braided beneath a brown silk net, both his children, Phil and Edna, trottiDg around after her. Yes, she was plain, undeniably, and little and of all things Mr. Pontifex least admired plain little women. But she was good—there were not two ways about that, and she succeeded in making him thoroughly comfortable. “Mr. Pontifex is just delighted with Beecholiff Cottage,” Isabel Dale said one bright morning, when Bhe dropped in a moment—snch a radiant vision in her pale bine lawn and pale pink rib bons, her lovely face all aflush, her eyes shining like stars. Amy was mixing pnff paste for lemcn pie—lemon pie snd rice-pudding was Mr. Pontifex’s favorite dessert. “Is that so?” Amy laughed, hold ing out one short dimpled arm inside the oven to test its heat. “That's pleasant to know, and es- pecia'ly from you Isabel, for I feel most truly grateful to yon for recommending my little nest o him. “He is a great friend of yours, isn’t he?” Isabel laughed, aud a little crimnson flash warmed her cheeks. Oh, I don’t know ! Yes, he is a friend of contse. “I’ve known mm ror over a year now. He’s handsome, isn't he?” “I think he is the finest looking gentleman I ever saw,” Amy answered quietly, then bent a little puzzled look upon Isabel. N “How did you come to send' ietn here? I should think you would pr^feT to have him with you at the St. Robert.” “You little goose, can’t yon nnd ;r- stand that ? “Indeed, I dou’t want him at the hotel—why, there’s Vera May, aud Jessie Dean, aud that lovely Miss Hath away from the West—Amy. “1 am so glad he came here, where there's no temptation for him to be made a dead set at. “A handsome rich widower, yon know, is a great catch. , “Here, he’s safe, you see.” She certainly did not meaa anything cruel but, it touched little plain Amy as nothing had ever hurt her. And, proud little woman as she was she suddenly had to rush to the pantiy for more sugar, to hide the tears she felt coming to her eyes. Mr. Pontifex was safe at Beeche'iff Cottage! Yes, she was too old, too plain, too decidedly an old maid to be dangerons to any man’s peace of mind. It was all true, and she had known it all her life, but somehow it occurred to her as never before. Little, and plain, and o’d, but witu a woman’s heart Iieating warm and The Sullivan Farm. P loto^rapitic Improveuie11 NEWS L\ BRIEF The famous Sullivan form of niinois is now a thing of the past. A short history of this, at our time, the larges', farm in the world; will prove interesting. Ex-Oovemor Sullivan was largely con nected with Government surveys, and, through his influence, a large tract ini Ford county, about one hundred miles south of Chicago, was entered aB swamp land. -This tract the far-seeing ex- Governor then bought at about forty cents per acre. Just in order to round out his farm nicely, Mr. Sullivan bought a few adjoining sections, and then had a farm seven miles brood and ten miles long. During the war Sullivan con tracted with the government to pasture thousands of its worn-down horses and mnles. At the close of the war Mr. Sullivan turned his attention to farming being guided by the ambition to be the argest farmer in the world. He owed his failme to too much disciplin-. His farm was divided into three sections. Gangs of forty plows were at work on each division, If the first plow sustain ed a break none of the others could pass it, but most wait until the damage is repaired. No overseer must dismount to perform any manual labor, no mat ter how urgent the demand No secre tary must perform the most trivial act of labor save what properly belonged to his department. Thus constant loss was being sustained through delays and loss of time. Sullivan had at one time twenty- eight thousand acres of com under cultivation and employed six hundred laborers. Failing to get sufficient aid here he sent an agent to Europe and brought over Germans and Swedes, paying their passage and contracting with them to pay him in work. The importations would no sooner get their employer paid than they would leave him and set up for themselves. Be sides this drawback the farm was being worked by inexperienced hands, as the Europeans knew but little of farm-work, strengthful in her bosom ; and somehow (The grain was hauled to Gibson, a city Isabel Dale’s rare blossomy beauty 0 n the Chicago and Alton road, and seemed, for a moment the most desir able possession in all the world, because with it, such love, and devotion, and admiration conld be won. She thrust the foolish thought away from her,.and came back, her sugar- crock in her hand. “Do you bathe every day, Isabel? I heard the children saying the water was delightfully warm to-day.” “We go down every day—why don’t yo* go, Miss Barry ? I have the love liest bathing- dress—cream flannel trim med with brown. •Can’t you go with us at fonr o’clock to-day ?” “Mr. Pontifex is going, and mamma, and Chris.” How she would have liked to go 1 But, hers was not the life of pleasure and ease that the brilliant butterflies of fashion lead. “I rather think not,” she said, “I want to make a short-cake fot tea—the children are so fond of it, and I promised it for to-night.” Bnt the children can be disappointed for once, yon must go, Miss Barry,” and Mr. Pontifex stepped in the big shady kitchen, so handsome in his white duck suit that Amy’s own skilful hands had laundried. Isabel gave a rapturous glance of welcome nnd Amy laughed a little con- lusedly, “I hope I am not intruding, or that this delicious old-fashioned room is forbidden ground,” he said Amy pointed to a chair. “Sit down, Mr. Pontifex,” she said, and then went on with her pastry, while he and Isabel chatted and langhed. And it ended by taking Amy’s consent t« go with them bathing. She never knew quite how It all hap pened, none of them knew, Lut little Edna managed to separate herself from the others, and the first thing anyone knew, she was screaming and being borne out by the breakers, and Amy had plunged in after her, entirely ob livions to the important fact that she was not mnch more able to fight the heavy seas than the child. There was a little consternation, shriek or so from Isabel, an exclama tion of something not perfectly intelli gible from Mr. Pontifex, a prompt com mand to Isabel’s big brother, Chris, and then shortly after little Edna and Amy were carried out unconscious ; and the next thing Amy knew she was on her own lounge in her little ail room, with the sou-.d of Isabel’s her mother’s voices in the next and Mr. Pontifex’s handsome, anxioni eyes looking down in her face as he sat beside her, little Edna, unconcerned as ever, perohed contentedly on his knee, “Amy 1” he said, in a low breathless sort oi way as she looked wonderingly at him ; “Amy, my brave little darling, thank God, I Baved you, for myself, didn’t I ?” She suddenly began to cry, what did he mean ? Was it a dream, a tantalizing dream ? “Amy,” the low passionate voice went on and the grave handsome face, all full of expectancy, drooped so near to hers that she knew It was no dream —“if yon had disd, I think I should have died, too 1 I meant to have told yon this very day how 1 have learned to love you, that I want you to be my blessed little wife, if you can esse enough, for me to come to me. Can you Amy ? Do you dear ?” And even Isabel could not begrnd|e happy Amy her great happiness when she saw what perfect bliss had come to the little woman from her sommtr boarder. —The islands of the Pacific Ooega have been planted with cocoanut pain by ooean currents.| there disposed of at a few cents per bushel. At one time three-quarters of a million bushels of corn were market ed through one sale. Sullivan made an assignment, his farm was reduced to twenty thousand •cres, and thousanda of plows and har rows aDd other tools were sold. Next the remainder of the land was sold out in small tracts, and a few days ago a Swede made the last payment on the last eighty-acre section of the great Sullivan farm. Ex-Governor Sullivan reputed to be worth in 1879, over $fTJ00.(*d! He diea insolvent. Silent scolding. Don’t scowl, it spoils faces. Before yon know it your forehead will resem ble a small railroad map. There is a grand trunk line now from your cowlick to the edge of your nose, intersected by parallel lines running east and west, with curves arching your eyebrows; and how much elder you look for it! Scowling is a habit that steals upon us unawares. We frown when the light is too strong and when it is too weak. We tie our brows into a knot when we are thinking, and knit them even more tightly when we cannot think. There is no denying there are plenty of things to scowl over. The baby in the cradle frowns when something fails to suit. “Constitutional scowl,” we say. The little toddler who likes sugar on his bread and butter tells his trouble in the same way when you leave the sugar off. “Crossed,” we say, about the children, and “worried to death” abont the grown folks; and, as for ourselves we caD’t help it. But we must. Its reflex influence makes others unhappy; for face answereth into face in life as well as in water. It belies our religion. We should possess our souls in such peace that it will reflect itself in onr placid countenances. H your forehead is ridged with wrinkles before forty, what will it be at seventy? There is one consoling thonght about these marks of time and trouble—the death angel always erases them. Even the extremely aged, in death, often wear a smooth and peaceful brow, thus leav ing our last memories of them calm and tranquil. But our business is with life. Scowling is a kind of silent scolding, it shows that onr sonls need sweetening. For pity’s sake let us take a sad-iron, or a glad-iron, or something cool of some Bort, and straighten these creases out of our faces before they beoome Jy engraved upon our visage. What Made a Minister Laugh, “Well, brethren,” said a Maine min ister to some of his fellow evangelists, ‘I never was guilty of laughing in the pulpit bnt once. Some years ago I had in my congregation an old man who oniversally-went to sleep in church and snored very loudly throughout the entire service. One Sabbath morning, glancing in his direction I saw him as usual, with his head back enjoying a nap, and right above him in the gallery a young man was rolling a large qnld of tobacco aound in his month. As I looked he took it out, and pressing it in a ball poised it carefully over the open month below. I became so interested in the proceeding thatlfoigot to con tinue the sermon, but stood watching the young man. With a wicked smile he took careful aim and dropped it square ly into the old man’s mouth. With a gulp-lp-lp the sleeper started np and with a face red as a beet rushed from the house. The people no donbt were horrified, but I could not have kept from laughing if a sword had hung over my head ready to fall. The old man did not come back for several Sabbaths, utiJ when he did he changed his scat and remained wide awake ” Harry Lamorenx is an engineer on the Manhattan Beach Railway. He drives ths locomotive Peter Stuyvesant. Unlike the old wooden-legged Governor of the embryo metropelis, it travels at a high rate of speed. Recently the Peter Stuyvesant, attached to a train of nine cars, left Greenpoint at half past 6 P. M Harry Lamorenx was at the lever. It was an express train, and a minute or two behind time. Nearing tke bridge at a deep cut at the old De Kalb avenue station in East Brooklyn, the engineer saw what he supposed to be a dog playing between the rails of the south-bound tiack. He whistled and rang the bell, bnt the suppo: ed animal did not more, The train was running on sehedule time. “My God, it’s a child 1” he exclaimed, es the locomotive flew towards it. He shut ofl steam, pnt on the vacuum breaks and reverse gear, climbed out of the cab window along the running board, over -the steam chest ami down to the pilot. While the looomotive was nnder half headway he reached down, grabbed up the child, and with it safely folded it to his breast, swung himself out into the track at the right Of his engine. A man and woman were standing on the top of the embankment, which was abont thirty feet high. He clambered up, deposited his precious burden in the arms of the man, slid d uwn to the track, took command of hia engin*', and got undeiway for the beach. Not passenger knew the cause of the stop page, The Peter Stuyvesant rolled into the Manhattan Beach depot at five minutes past 10 last night. Harry Lamoreux, a tall, broad-shouldered, athletic young man, only twentyeight years of age, jumped out of the cab Rnd .-began oiling np. He was decidedly good-looking and modest as a maiden, “I didn’t suppose there would be any fuss made about it,” he said to a reporter. “I’d often read about such things and I didn’t believe half of them. When I saw the little toddler playing there I knew I hid to make an attempt to save it aDd I did. That’s about all I can say abont it. It must have tumbled down the embankment, for there was no other way for it to get there.” “Was there no conversation between you and the man to whom you gave the child?” “He didn't say a word. I sai I, 'don’t let It occur again.” And the hero went ba k to his labors. Harry Lamorenx has been an engineer for seven years. For the past three yews ne has been ui the employ u( the Manhattan Beach Railway Company. The officials of the road speak in the highest terms of him. He is a widower. The claim made recently l.y M. Albeit j of Vienna, of havi lg invented a process | for rendering the natural colors in pic- —The sea holds 60,000,000,000,000 tons of salt. . , , , .| —The right lu-’gof a human body is hires by means of a peculiarly construe-, genera i] v om f ces heavier than the ted photographic stesm-press—and this j left one. without the aid of a pencil—has excited ’ —The Princess Louise is occupying Forrefl an<3 Marco Bozzarl..' very great interest, realizing, as it does, if the statements concerning it be fully confirmed, the great and long-sought desideratum in photographic art. The secret of this invention, as repre sented in the Vienna journals, consists in the analysis of the whito light into 3 oolors—yellow blue and red—and in the recovery of these three oolors ready for the operations of the press. On a plate, chemically prepared,so as to receive lmt the yellow parts of the light, and the tunes of the colors of the object to be reflected, the first photo graph is taken, when a negative of that plate is at once put nnder the press, whose cylinder is dabbed over with yel low paint. None but the tones of the yellow colors are now seen in the impres sion. A ter that, the object is photo graphed on a plate made to reflect but the blue colors. This plate now under the press reflects a blue impression, the cylinder being dubbed over with blue paint. In the same mauner are re ceived the tones of the red colors, by means of a third plate. Printing the individual pictures of a yellow, blue and red over each other, a picture is pro duced true to nature, the colors inter mixing by having been printed over each other. As to the permanenly of this kind of coloration—a most impor tant point, of course—no determination can now bo made. Identity of Bluck and Green Tea. A correspondent in New York writ « some years ago, I had gone on to Phila delphia to take my Christmas dinner with Col. Forney, and, of course, a call upon Forrest was in order. The veteian tragedian showed us through his picture gallery and I happened to please him by admiring his favorites, “Napoleon at the Kremlin” and a pair of merry maidcDS bathing—I think they were. Presently we stopped in front of a portrait of Fitz-Greene Halleck, with whom all three of ns were acquainted when he served as a sort of Newman Noggs in the office of the Astors. “Who would have thought,” Baid Forrest, "that such a chap as Halleok could have writ ten ‘Marco Bozzaris,’ a poem that fires my blood whenever I recite those lines— ‘Strike! till the last armed loe expires Strike I for jour altars and jour fires! Strike 1 for the green graves of jour sires: God and jour native land I' Green and black tea are produced from the same plant, although the Colo nists were long at issue about the mat ter. The idea of green tea being dried upon copper is proven to be a popular fallacy, for the tea would be flavored and spoiled in the process; beside the bloom can be given by harmless means. Dr. Lettsom, by the way, thought it was given by a vegetable process. Mr. Ball, who has written a practical volume, on the “Cultivation and Manu facture of Tea,’’describes an experiment made by him, proving that tea may be dried black and green at once in the sarai vessel and over the same fire. He divided the pan, and the leaves of one side he kept in motion and the othe quiet, when ilie latter became black and the former green thus proving the dif ference of color to be not derived from any management ot lieat, hu>. manipulation, the heat being the same in both cases. At the same time certain Chinese rogues glaze our hyson most unscrupu lously, and it has been proved by chem- cal analysis that the Chinese green tens are artificially colored, though not with indigo, as represented by the green tea merchants. We may add that gnn-pow- der tea is dried at the highest tempera ture and Pekoe at the lowest, and the ohemical cause of black tea is its loss of tannin in its drying previous to roasting, an opinion that is supported by the tes timony of Liebig. Again, Mr. Ball thinks there may be one species of tea plant, but several varieties, and that all botanical difference is destroyed in the course of packing. mnch of her time sketching Quebec scenery. —Thus far this year 3965 miles of new railroad have been built iu the United States. —The capital stock ot the Rio Grande and Pecos railroad has been increased to 820,000.000. —An ant, watched trom six o’clock in the meruiug to quarter of ten at night, worked incessantly. —The Philadelphia Medical College graduated 709 students iu 1881. The number for 1880 was 731. —The snow arch in Tuckerman’s ra vine, at the foot of Mount Washington, still defies the hot weather. —The Rnssian government has de cided to donate 7,000,000 rubles to the building of thirty gunboats. —There are in Belgium 2000 musical societies and 1400 bands, the numbei of executan’s being abont 60,000. —The clerk of the United Stab s Su preme Court has salaries and fees amounting to about 840,000 a year. _—Migratory birds, when flying by night arc at an ele ■ atiou of from one to fonr miles above the earth’s surface. —Workmen on a railroad near Den ver, Col , came npon a petrified forest at a depth of from ten to twenty feet. —The Egyptian mode of attaching horses to a chariot was to have one trace on the inner side of each horse. —The town clock in the steeple of St. Paul’s Cnnrcli, New York, was made in London, in 1878. It has two weights. —The city directory of Minneapolis, Minnesota, for 1882, contains 28,928 names, indicating a population of 78,800. —The widow of Ex-President Tyler is abont to make her home in Richmond, Va„ at the corner of Eighth and Grace streets. “Papa” aud “Mamina/ And strange enough,” he oontinned, “I met the son of Marco Bozzaris while I was in Greece. He had seemed to me a traditional personage, but to meet his son gave him a reality which 1 hav: nover since lost.” “What sort of a man was young Bozzaris ?” I inquired. “Six feet two inches high.” replied For rest ; "straight and slim aa a palm tree; a face like the antique; a model, sir, of manly beauty. Only a hero oonld have had such a son. ” “And was his mind equal to his physique ?” “I could not tell at first He spoke no English, and my French was not flneDt. However, we managed to understand each other a little, and I told him abont Halleck’s poem. He had never even heard of it The mood was on me, and standing up in that Greek cafe I recited the whole cf it to the son of the hero whom it had immortalized. Sir, he understood that. I conld see the blood thrill in his veins, his eyes flash lightning, the color come and go in his cheeks, and when my voice drou^ft and broke for the concluding linc^Vhere Bozzaris sinks to sleep in death at the very moment of victory, the son’s eyes filled with tears, which dropped like diamonds on the ground as he gazed at me. Ah 1 oratory, sir, is the universal language. Bnt I should have liked Helleck to hear his poem re cited by me to such an audience.” Crop* in Aucnit. The August crop reports of the De partment of Agricu ture show an im proved condition of cotton and com, and that the wheat not yet harvested is in better condition than it has been for several years. Tobacco is fair, barley and buckwheat very good, and oats, rye and potatoes excellent. This is gratifying news, and with the announce ment of crop failures abroad, promise for us a year of both plenty and profit. Some seeds, like those of the balsam, stock and wall flower, improve with age to a certain extent. An early instance which occurs to me is in the “Beggar’s Opera” (1727), where Polly Peachum, I think it is, speaks of her “papa.” The modem change from ‘ papa” and “mamma” to father and motiier among the npper classes, winch began abont thirty years ago, seems to have been a reaction against a custom which had gradually crept in among persons of a lower grade. As soon as common people’s children began to say “papa” and “mamma” those of a higher class were taught to say “father’ and “mother.” It was among my high-church fnends that I first noticed this adoption of “father” and “mother.” One does not see the connection, bnt such is the fact. When I was young “papa” and “mamma” were universal among what may be called the middle and npper ranks of society, and to this day “ladies of acer- tain age” still use the words. King George III., abont the year 1762, ad dressed his mother as “mamma ;” so I find in the “Grenville Memoirs.” But I do not think that Charles £1., unless he was speaking in French, ever ad dressed Henrietta Maria by that endear ing name, and I feel tolerably sure that the lady Elizabeth never called Henry VIII. “papa.” On the other hand I would observe that “papa” and ma” are fast being supplanted by the old original “father” and “mother.” For ten. or perhaps for twenty, years last past, children in tne npper and upper-middle classes have, so far os my ooservation goes, been tanght to say “father” and “mother’, and “papa” and “mamma” hich are words of extreme tenderness to those of my generation, seem now to have sunk into contempt as a ’ ‘note” of social inferiority. tt. Golliard Rails. -The aggregate value of the proper ty of colored people throughout Ten nessee is set down at $6,578,951, being an increase cf $671,179 over the pro ceeding year, —The greatest weight lifted by Piof. Winship “in haruiss,” as bo called the apparatus with which he clothed him self when exhibiting bis feats ot strength, was“3500 pounds. —The free circulating library in New York city contains 5085 volumes, aud is steadily growing in size and usefulness. But sixty-four per cent, of the circula tion is in works of fiction. —Since the first oil well was opened in 1859 the product of the wells has added 81,500,000 000 to the wealth of the United States ia the value of the CrUlK A **-* J»»uJiusta — —The receijita from patents for the past six months were 8517,000, an in crease over the same period last year of 887,000. —The first Welch church m Ohio was founded in 1803. At present there are in the State forty churches, with 3000 members. —The product of California quicksil ver mines last year was 60,951 flasks, and the exports by sea and rail were 45,779 flasks. —The tonnage transported on all the railroads in the. United States iu 188 amounted to 350,000,000 tons, witch at the too low average of 850 a ton would be Wurth 818,000,000,000. -The Agricultural College at Han over, N. H., will admit woman pupils at its next term, wbo will be given a spec ial course of study, inclndiug butter and cheese making, and dairying in all its branches. —From statistics recently published, it appears that 358 railway accidents occurred m Belgium in 1880. Of these 131 were due to collisions and 112 from trains running off the rails at or near stations, —Great Britain, including all her pos sessions, has 4216 steam vesse s and 18,520 sailing vessels, or a total of 22,- 736, while the United States has 1779 steam and 6679 sailing vessels, or a total of 8458. Thus far the St. Gothard Railway lias not yielded a very promising revenne. A foreign exchange says that for the month of Jnne the receipts were 8120,- 000, and, assuming that the line is worked for 60 per cent, of the receipts, the net income would thus be only $48,- C00, which is only a third of the amount required for interest npon its bonded debt. In actual fact, the expenses are probably greater than 60 per cent, for h e line is extremely expensive and dif ficult to work. The line in this country would not be regarded as a commercia success. —They make something besides of fice-holders in Washington, the mann- lacturing establishments of the city hav ing a capital of $5$81,226, employing 7,116 persons, while their products are valued at 311,641,185. —An order has been issued forbid ding professional guides to accompany visitors through the Treasury Building in Washington. If desired, an employe of the department will accompany visi tors through the building without charge. -The statue and monument to Cal houn, soon to be erected in Charleston, S.C., is hastening to completion. Har- niscb, the sculptor, formerly of Phila delphia, is bnsy on it in lus Roman studio, and it is his ambition to make it a work of art on which his name may be founded. —It is estimated that the South has this season paid to the North 855,000,- 000 for wheat, 850,000,000 for com, 872,000,000 for meats, and abont $25,- 000,000 for hay, butter, cheese, oats, apples, potatoes, etc. —In New York there are 25,271 more females than males; in Philadelphia, 36,780; in Brooklyn, 23,872 ; in Boston, 18,422 ; in Baltimore, 18,631; in Wash ington, 10,673; in New Orleans, 17.806; in Louisville, 5794 ; in St. Louis, 8522 ; in Kansas City, 1213 ; in Denver, 7440, —The total length of railway liner in the United Kingdom on Jan, ist, were 18,175 miles, of w hich 8.302 miles were of singly iine. Total paid np capital, $3,700,000,000; total revenue, $336,- 000,000; net revenue, 8155,000,000; proportion of expenditures to receipts, 52 per cent. There were 13,726 loco motives in use. —Magnificent are the presents sent by King Alphonso to the members of the Commission that took the Order of the Garter at Madrid last year. The Prince of Wales received tapestries worth more than $30,000. To tne others are sent some snperb specimens of Toledo arms, richly enemsted with gold. —There ha> recently been discovered in the County of Lanark. Ontario, a pillar of granite fully 75 feet in height aud tapering to a point at the top, which originally formed part of the cliff near the shore of Christy Lake, bnt by some convulsion was displaced and remained standing npon its end 20 feet from the bluffs It has a base of 25 feet sqnare.

Georgia Historic Newspapers

Cedartown advertiser. (Cedartown, Ga.) 1878-1889, September 14, 1882, Image 1