The Daily times-enterprise. (Thomasville, Ga.) 1889-1925, September 05, 1889, Image 1

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vol i -iso as. THOMASYILLE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 5, <880 $5.00 PER ANMTM "Not a Potato in the House.” Editor Times Enterprise: “Broad Street” puts himself ou the witucss stand, iu his communication of Wept. 3d, and tells us wliat Modern Reformer says to Mrs. Modern Re former. The public will have to ac cept this as original evidence. It’s a stunner to those who favor Tliomas- villc moving forward with all the other live and progressive cities of the day. But here is what “Brond Street” tells. “I commend to the consideration of the Yankee Paradise friends, the lit tle dialogue between Modern Reformer and his wife. Says lie: ‘My dear, the food product of the world belongs to iifj in equal shares.’ ‘Yes,’says she, ‘but its a condition that confronts us, and not a theory, There isn’t even a potato in the house.’ ” poor, but a weak argument, attempted iu tbeir name, to defeat a great pub lic enterprise. “Broad Street’s” last article is the strongest I have seen in favor of a park, for after laboring through a whole column iu your paper he docs not suggest an argument against it worthy of a serious answer. /Citizen. A full stock of the latest styles of Dress Goods CLOTHING, Boots, Shoes, HATS, Hosiery, Trim mings, Domestics, and all articles us ually kept in my line, just purchased in New York by Mr. Lohnstein, is now coming in. Call and inspect them. Now, Mr. Editor, I insist that “Broad Street” misquotes Mrs. Re former. I’ll wager a barrel of pota toes that she said to Modern; says she “Modern, that may be so, but you know the Lord helps those who help themselves. Now, you trifling, lazy good-for nothing fellow, you stand around the streets all day, wearing breeches and* trying to look like man, when you are not. It’s a condi tion that confronts us, Modern, and not a theory, and timt_ condition is your unwillingness to work. There isn't even a potato in the house, you will just go to work, we will have our share of that food product you arc talking about.” Now, Mr. Editor, I was not present, and therefore cannot say what Mod ern and his wife did say to each other, but if “Broad Street” will bring them to court. I’ll ination will bring out just such a dialogue ns I have suggested. I presume “BroadStrcct” introduces Modern as an anti-park man. As a park man straight out, I repudiate for them, tho company which “Broad Street” tries to put the anti-park citi zens of Thomasvillo in. They don’t gang with Modern, the man who has not a potato in his house, and is kick ing up a fuss because he is going to be taxed. You can’t tax his wife, and you can’t tax his potato, because he hasn’t got one to tax. If there is aModern in Thomasvillc, and I defy anybody to produce him; and if lie is here, above all men, he ought to vote for the park, because, under our liberal form of government, he would acquire thereby an interest in a valuable property, which would not cost him a cent, and which he could enjoy just as fully and freely as the brawny-armed, industrious man, who could, after a weeks’ hard work, take his wife npil little ones into the shades of tho beautiful park on Sun day afternoons, for a bit of fresh air. Modern is not one of our citizens, and while there may be, and no doubt arc, some good men (as good as any who favor it), who arc opposed to the park, they don’t belong to tho Modern stamp. If there is a Modern Reformer and a Mrs. Modern Reformer dwelling hereabouts, and I were Mrs. Modern Reformer, Mr, Editor, I would de mand of you the name of “Broad Street,” and I would get after him with a sharp stick or a broom handle, for publishing family secrets and mis quoting what I had said to Modern in one of our numerous private conversa tions. And further, Mr. Editor, if there were a real Mrs. Modern Re former here, who was confronted with such a condition, nnd who did not have a potato in the house, I would just make Modern vote for the park, if I had to go to the polls with him and sec him cast his vote, because then we would have a place where I and the little Reformers could go and drink in a little of heaven’s fresh air, and where the landlord would not come for his rent, and where, for a season, at least, I would not be dis tressed think ing about that missing potato, Lights, Water and Jail Discussed by “One Interested.” Mr. Editor : “Communications” seem to be the order of the day, so I beg you wdl give a resident of the western part of town a little space, The citizens up this way (west of the Methodist church) seem to be aleep while so much is being, or has been said, about the location of the new jail. Or, perhaps, they think the city fathers are as much interested in them as in other parts of the town I think they need a little waking up on that subject, for it is very clear to my mind that this “part of the town is dead,” or so considered by those in authority, and if expenses have to be curtailed, or water and lights cut off, this is the place to begin. On dark nights a person going to church, or anywhere else, from this part of the town, cannot sec their hand before them, but have to feel their way along, and as our sidewalks are not as nicely kept as those on which the mayor and aldermen live, we are apt at times to stumble and fall. But it is not my object to com plain of the sidewalks. Some time ago I noticed an article in your paper suggesting- the lot form erly occupied by the negroes for a school house, as a suitable place for 3on?t pur on any airs, and noqj of Us are fortu nate enough to own corner lots on Broad street, Cut our humble little houses are just as dear to us as if they were corner lots on Broad, and they are all we have, and we object to ob jectionable things near us, as much as the Mitchell, Stuart, or any who live near the jail now. There is much valuable property around here, and that would decrease its value very much. I know of one party who went to a real estate agent to sell for them, and he remarked that “property up there will not bring what it is worth.” Now, do you think the location of the jail on that lot would enhance the value of our property any? Or is it to ruin the property of citizens (most of it owned by widows and poor people) by deliberately removing an objection able object from a part of town that happens to be owned by rich, prosper ous men, and placing it near the "poor and widows? I, in the name oi all interested up here, beg the county commissioners, if they have any idea of locating the jail on the lot mention ed, to reconsider the matter. One remark in your paper this morning that “the jail lot question had been postponed till next Monday in order to investigate titles” calls out this communication, as I know that property has not very clear titles. If the jail is put there, and no lights or water given us, we would like to sell A New Factor in Life. Most Savannahians have read of Edison’s phonograph. But few of them, though, know that in the busi ness life of this city an invention, based on the same principles, has begun to play a part which is evidently destined to materially decrease the demand for stenographers and perhaps lead to the removal of a number of them from fairly lucrative positions. Two firms of the Bay now have in daily successful use the phonograph, graphophonc. One is a leading cot ton house, the other, Baldwin Fertili zer Company. Each highly eulogizes the machine, for which a rental of $40 per annum is paid, and neither would dispense with it if even a larger amount was necessary to retain what will probably soon be considered one of the greatest conveniences of the day. “I find it more pleasant, faster, and equally as reliable as a first-class short hand writer,” said one of these gentle men to a Times reporter this morning. "I constantly utilize it. Instead of dictating to a clerk. 1 ‘speak’ to it our business and sometimes personal correspondence. Our lady type-writer then rcproducesUhc sounds, at the same time making a copy on the ‘Remington.’ Asa saver of time, la bor and money it far surpasses any expectations I had conceived of it merely from reading newspaper ac counts, and I do not doubt but that in a year it will be doing service in dozens of offices in this city. The machine is exceedingly simple. The frame consists of end pieces con nccted by rods, In the top of the frame is journaled a fine screw, partly inclos cd by a tube, the screw being driven through a train of spur wheels from the main shaft, journaled in the lower part of the left-hand piece. The main shaft—besides carrying the gearing which moves the feed screw—is pro vided with a conical chuck. In the opposite end of the frame is journaled a spring, pressed spindle, which also carries a conical chuck of the same form and size as that on the main shaft. The cylinder upon which the speech is to be recorded is received be tween these chucks, and in much the same manner as the bobbin is placed in the bobbin-winder of the sewing machine, the cylinder being revolved by the fractional contact with the chuck on the main shaft. By a shaft the driving wheel is thrown in and out of connection with the gearing. A pen engraves the record on the surface of the cylinder, which is of prepared paper, and coated with wax, To a movable diaphragm cell, exceed ingly sensitive to sound-waves, is at tached a tube of rubber, furnished with a mouth piece, into which the words to be recorded are spoken. In reproducing, another tube, which is branched and provided at its extremi ties with car pieces, is attached. The rotation of a cylinder containing a mes- pouring over bad type, will retain its brilliancy nnd power to extreme old age. To hear ourselves as others hear us is as great a sclf-icvclation as would be that self-sight that Robert Burns longed for. “In time, the art of speech will be come a far finer and more accurate art than it has been heretofore; wc can study it at our leisure from the grapliophonic records that will be ready in unlimited quantity to our hand. Of the inestimable value of personal and family records there is no space to speak. The voice of fath ers and mothers, sisters and brothers, wives and children, will speak to u from past years with all the living tcali- ty of the present moment. The worst of the past will cease to be. Century will converse with century.” sage causes vibrations to be set up in out to the commissioners. Perhaps lhe reproducing di hragm , sitnilar t0 they could wake up this end of town, those utlercd original | yj to producc and do something to increase the val- ue of property. One Interested, Miss Susan B. Anthony has hopes. She has said so. Miss Susan, as is well known, is for female rights, in cluding suffrage, and although she is 72 years old, she hopes to live to sec the day when women will not only be allowed to vote and to hold office, but when they will have the privi- leg of asking the men of their choice to marry them. Miss Susan might begin tlic last named reform by pro posing to some nice young fellow, like Gen. Butler, for instance.— News. The electric light in front of Stcy- erman’s, attract a great deal of atten- j tion and show off his handsome win- The writer does not ridicule the I dows and goods in splendid style. the impressions upon the cylinder. In the.two in use in Savannah, the foot is used for power as in a sewing machine. As soon as a sufficient number have been introduced, and an agency established here, small electro motors will be put in for this purpose. “It is when we consider the possible effects of the phonograph, grapho- phonp upon literature, however,” says Julian Hawthorne, “that imagination finds its broadest opportunity. A spoken literature, instead of a written one, a library full of human voices. Authors and novelists and poets es pecially will necessarily attain a hith erto unimagined cultivation in the speaking art. Thought and even character will be modified by this change, and the eye, instead of being worn out in middle life by constant In a short period the autograph fiend will disappear and in his place will conic another more incarnate, the phonograph seeker. Then the mails will be laden down with cylinders. The postage stamp and the postal card will disappear from business life. Ex istence will, in part, dc revolutionized. The limit of the possibilities of the phonograph arc, indeed, beyond con jecture.—Daily Times, Savannah. Metcalfe Notes. Our correspondent at Metcalfe, un der date of Sept. 2, sends us the fol lowing items : "Metcalfe school opened yesterday, with Miss E. C. English as tcachet. Miss English is a good teacher, and has served this community in that ca pacity before and needs no commenda tion. We bespeak her a full attendance. Shade Lee and Columbus Gayton, negro tenants on Mrs. Fletcher' place, had a difficulty yesterday, in which Gayton shot Lee twice, once in tho left hip, tho ball, a No. 22, rang ing down and to the rear, and'lodging in the fleshy part of the thigh, the other cutcring about midway between the little finger and wrist joint of the left hand, going across flic bnck of the hand to the bone of the forefinger, passing through it and the middle finger, then across the palm of tlio hand and lodgiug iu the fleshy part at the base of the thumb. The wounds while painful, are not necessarily dan gerous.” To the Front AS ALWAYS, Called His Mule Harrison. The following anecdote represents, probably, pretty closely, the appreeia tion of Mr. Harrison by the negro who, witli hoodie, raised Benjamin to his occupancy of the White House Mis. Samuel Sullivan Cox writes to a friend iu Washington that while sho. was visiting Yellowstone Park they employed a colored man, William Vilen, for a guide. William was the possessor of a mule of extraordinary friskincss, and a great part of his time was spent in remountitg that mule. William would jerk thcmule’i head on such occasions and advise the animal with : “Who dar, Ben. Harrison. Don’t you do dat any mo’, Ben. Harrison.” This was repeated so often that Mrs. Cox asked William why lie called his mule Ben. Harrison. “I has called dis mewl Beil. Harri son cber since the fothof March, las’,’’ said William, “because lie’s allers thrown dc colored people.” Col. Elliot F. [Shepard, editor pf the New York Mail and Express, ays that “the Lord God Almighty led the Republican party to victory.” If Col. Shepard is right, the faith of ajgrcat many will receive a shaking up. In well informed, unbiased theo logical circles, there is a well defined opinion extant that the Almighty -is not, just now, engaged in endowing or aiding the Republican party. Quite the contrary. “Why do wc not say “father tongue’ instead of ‘mother tongue f ” asks the Nashville American. Oh, well, the tongue is always the female member of the family, you know, ami generally has the floor.—Times-TTuioii Jacksonville. TheCity Shoe Store, (Mitchell House Block.) Has just opened up to the young and ola gents the handsomest line of shoes ever of fered in our city, in all styles, from the narrowest to 1 the wid est lasts. Patent leather shoes, hand some line- of gents’ toilet slippers, and full line of ladies’, misses’ and children’s shoes. Mitchell House Block.