VOL. 1 -NO 151.
THOMASVILLE, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY MORNING. NOVEMBER 6, '.889
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We have heard
people wonder why
it is that at Lohn
stein’s you can al
ways find more
customers than at
any other place in
This question we
can easily answer
The people like to
trade at Lohnsteins
1st. Because they
receive every possi
ble attention and
the proprietor, as
well as from the
they find a better
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at Lohnstein’s than
at any other place
in town, and
Last, but not
least, because a dol
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great variety of
stock, small mar
gins and quick
sales; These are the
car (final reasons for
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cess. And the good
work still goes on.
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132 BROAD ST.
SHE IS A WICKED FLIRT.
BUT MISS DOLLY DECLARES SHE
After Getting Out of One Serapo She
Plunges Into Another and Britton Guild
Despises Her Now—Polly dives Away
The Correspondence and Does a Little
At tbe end of last June Dolly Skit
informed mo of her summer plans.
"Saved $150, Polly; blow it all in
on a good time-’’ I looked alarmed
and she hastened to add:
“Not a bit of it t Just a quiet
summer place. Swim, row, ride, lie
in a hammock, loaf and—no men
Pause, then again "no men.”
"Gan yon do it, Dolly?” said I.
“Never wont to see anotber,” re
turned Dolly, “not after that Dayne
mess. No, Pm going to enjoy myself
doing nothing but rest—and loaf.”
I thought it a good idea if she could
keep to the program.
During hor loafing month she wrote
I am going to give you the letters.
Sea Breeze, July 1.
Dear Polly—Lovely! Not a soul
here, Shell boat; Nearly drowned
swimming too far. Good horse.
Nobody knows I am an actress. Eat
all the time. No men here at all
Didn’t know one could find a place
with no men. Lovely I Dolly.
Sea Breeze, July 3.
Dear Polly—All brown. Peel
ing, too. Loaf and eat all day. Gor
geous moon. Watched it rise all by
myself. Got the horrors. Dolly.
Deab Polly—Bretton Guild turn
ed up to-day. Aunt has a cottage,
He’s jolly big. Looks are gone off,
though. Stayed three hours.
Sea Breeze, July 10.
Deab Polly—It’s going to be
quick running with Bretton. I’m not
doing anything. I shan’t, either.
No more experiments for me after
that Dayne mess. He’s so bored
down here that he’d fall in love with
anybody, I suppose. Dolly.
Sea Breeze, July 14.
Dear Polly—Oh, dear! He’s
going to be in the company? I’ve
begun to sby off. Afraid it’a too late.
It’a so much easier to get a man tied
on a string than to free your line.
He’s nice to have around, and hasn’t
said anything^ I bad to understand.
A man always is nice to have
around who hasn’t said anything, but
who wants to. Dolly.
P. S —How men will rush things.
He is lovely just this way, it I could
only keep him so. They never can
let well alone. Idiots. I am not
doing anything. Dolly.
Sea Breeze, July 15.
Dear Polly—Had to spring the
“let us-remain-as-we are” act on him.
He said, could we? Moonlight, too.
The “we” gave me a chill. I said we
could if we started right off and that
it would be much safer and -nicer.
Presently he put his head down on
my hand and either perspired on it
or cried. I wish I hadn’t said “we,”
and I wish I. knew which. I am do
ing nothing and I haven’t, from the
first. Please, Polly, don’t say its
“nothing,” the same os I did with
Dayne. Ob, dear I Dolly.
I wrote at once in answer, begging
Miss Dolly Skit to pnll up sharp. I
reminded her how uncomfortable
scenes were, and how disagreeable it
would be to have a man in the com
pany with her who was either in love
with her or who hated her. "It’s
bound to bo one or the other,” I
added, “if you are not careful.” I
suggested, too, that Bretton was smar
ter than many, and not a fellow to be
trifled with. To which came this
Sea Breeze, July 18.
Dear Polly.—I tell yeu I am not
doing anything. Betides, he’s proba
bly only pretending, anyhow. Yon
never can tell, in this business. If be
is, he ought to be ashamed, and it
will serve him right to get tied up.
I’ve got so used to having him around
I can’t help letting him. I think I
shall be able to ward off fireworks,
though I’m! awful glad I don’t care
for him. He’d be a very uncomfor
table man to care for. Dolly.
P. S. Oh, dear! I have had fire*
works. He grabbed me when I
wasn’t lookiug and kissed me. Of
course, it’s something that I did not
kiss him, but not much—besides, you
never cart tell when you are surpriM
like that. Having been so nictf and
3weet to him all this time, I couldn’t
do anything but the soared and teais
ingenue act. He got gentle at once.
They are so hard to manage when
they are gentle. Dolly.
Sea Breeze, July 20.
Dear Polly—Oh I do you sup-
pose he really cares for me? I
wouldn’t have that happen for all the
world. Idiot I have been. One
always thinks a man isn’t in earnest.
Don’t Jhink Pm scared over nothing.
He shows every symptom of being in
earnest. What wildness i I roust tell
him at once I don’t love him. I am
afraid to, but I think * no one should
ever lead a man on or deceive him.
It’s a dirty, mean, wicked thiug to do
—whatever else I may do I never do
Sea Breeze^ July 23.
Oh, Polly! Polly I Polly!
Wbat shall I do ? He kissed me
lot of times. It’a always the way
you are at such a disadvantage when
it’s been done once. They always
say “once,” too, as if there ever was
"once.” There may be a “first,” but
there’s nover “a once.” Well, al
though I was scared, I felt I ought
to tell him. I said:
Dear B -etton, I-don’t love-you made him care. But it’s so easy to
at all,” nice and gentle, just like that,
You should have seen him. He
got stormy. Then he nearly threw
me out of the boat. That’s jus* like
men’s gratitude. I oughtn’t to have
told him in a boat.
Then he got corpse-like. I felt
real broke op. I’ve got such a tea
der heart. I rubbed his hair nice
and gentlr, and told him how I. wan
ted to be a real good friend to him,
And I did. I knew if I could only
ever get a chance I’d be a big success
os n friend.
It all made him worse. He sat up
like n stone Chinaman. You know
how bard it is to convince a man in
that condition. I was nearly reduced
to the offendcd-myself act, but I was
afraid. He's aw fill big. Pm aun l
have been perfectly honest about it
all. I might have reoklessly led him
on and brought him to town on the
end of a string. ‘The way men net
one would think they want that.
When you treat them fairly, they
abuso you and blame you and act
like a wild animal to you. Ob, I,
wish I was a heartless flirt. But I
am not. Dolly.
May be ho is mostly pretending,
anyhow. You can never tell in this
business. I hope so. D.
Sea Breeze, July 25.
Dear Polly.—Two days and no
sign of him. One never knows what
to do when they go in retirement like
that. Besides, maybe he’s drinking.
That’s always the way. A
pecially in this business, always waves
a whisky bottle, or poker, or such,
over a poor woman’s head to make her
feel pleasant. Dolly.
P. 8.—I met him accidentally on
the pier. I saw him there and I
went down after him. Like a goose
I held my hand put and said a lot of
friendly things. The “sister” nover
goes. He was icy. I got really mod.
Why should I bother with him. I
never did anything. Besides I warn
ed him and told him it would be bet
ter to stay os wo were. It’s his funer
al if he didn’t—and why should I be
bullied and blamed? I asked him
something like that and ha hissed,
Oh, it makes my hair stand on end to
have a man hiss. He said "traitress,”
qad “coquette,” and flirt,” and sever
al pleasant things like that. How
much more curdling melodrama is in
real life than it is on the stage I I got
an awful sorouchy slumpiness in my
Oh, Polly! I do try to be fair and
square with men. Yet I am always
getting into messes. This is the
Dayne business right over. I believe
he despises me. A man always
thinks you’ve got something the mat
ter with your heart when your heart
doefl not come up to his time. I’m
sure it’a doing enough to put up with
their flare-up infatuations without
being oxpected to care one’s self.
Still it’s the rankling feeling I’ve got
that he despises me for being a flirt.
I never got despised before. It’s
Sea Breeze, July 27.
Dear Polly—I can’t stand it!
You should have heard him tell me
what I had “done.” Like icicles
dropping off a roof. I feel abject.
His eyes have a cold sizzle in them
that give me crainps in my conscience.
Won’t it be terrible when we play
together? . I never would have done
it if I had known hd was going to be
in the company. If men were os
nice when they love yon os they are
horrid when they hate you, wouldn’t
they be beautiful ? And if they were
os clever at demonstrating their devo
tion as they are at acting their ugli
ness, we would believe them oftsner,
I suppose. But, dear me, they are
so much more likely to pretend love,
and be downright dead earn
est about hate—aren’t they ?
Sea Breeze, July 29.
Dear Polly—Oh dear, I see I
have been a bad, wicked girl. I
knew I didn’t care for him and I
make a man care. One just does
nothing and lets him. But to be des
pised as a flirt—and to know you are
innocent—is awful. Besides, if I had
known his eyes wonld cream up and
clabber so, I never would have done
it. I shall start home Monday,
am sort of scared. He’s so big, too!
And to play with him! Oh, yes, I
know perfectly well I deserve to have
my neck wrung. You have always
told me I’d get it rung sometime; but
oh, dear, I hope this isn’t the time.
If I just get out this once, safe, I will
never do it again, never, never I
But she will, though. A girl like
tiiat never will help it. She has ways
of saying and looking and doing a
thousand things. that mean nothing
in the world to a man but a pretty,
unconscious yielding on her part to
When he assumes the rights with
whieh such pretty succumbing of
hers invests 4 him—presto! Miss
Dolly isn’t there at* all.
They are the wont flirts in the
world—these girls who “do nothing.”
They are os unscrupulous—these
Dollys—as warmer hearted girls may
be with better grace. They are sym
pathetic enough to find interest fanned
into attraction agreeable, smart
enough to do the fanning, and cool-
hearted enough io escape the flame
Men don't usually find them out
as Bretton found out Dolly. They
arc as much taken in by the Dolly
commiserative as they were by the
Dolly provocative. They Bhut down
on their own pain when they see tears
in her eyes, and say: “I’ve been a
fool—that’s alt Don’t you worry
Dolly gets off scott free, indeed, I
fancy she does not herself realize what
a cold-blooded, inexcusable fraud she
She wipes her eyes and thinks
she’s sympathetic and nice.
To be sure Dolly sat down on the
floor and cried on my knee.' I could
hardly believo she didn’t feel bad
shout It But she ought to. Men
take caro of themselves, and they
need to with Dollys around.
-It doesn’t help matters to aay Bret
ton was a goose, or that he wasn’t
hard hit, and will soon be over it
There is the right and wrong of it to
Besides, morality aside, men’s feel
ings are dangerous fireworks to med
dle with. ,
Of course sincere, genuine regard
may be roused; if so, It deserves
something better than Dolly’s sister or
friend "act” If genuine regard is
aroused it is likely to last as a part of
the man’s life and sorrow.
It’s equally likely to re act into the
vindictiveness which Dolly says she
finds so clever at demonstrating Itself.
Indignation, hate and rage are a
pretty sot of Roman candles to be
Dolly ttntt get her neck wrung some
Even if she escapes, some other
woman will suffer.
There is a thing to think on!
We never can hurt juBt ourselves
in this big world, and we never can
wrong a man without laying up a
heartache for some other woman.
Dolly, crying at my knee, says she
will never do it again, never.
But she will I Polly.
Georgia’s Duel In Europe.
Tbo following was clipped from a
newspaper published in Cupar Fife,
Scotland. This shows how the report
of the Calhoun-Williamson duel was
blended when it reached the other
side of the Atlantic:
“Sensation has been caused
throughout Louisiana and elsewhere
by a duel between well-known citizens,
which resulted in the death of both
principals- Sheriff McAlpine, of
Louisiana, and Mr, Poole, editor of •
newspaper in that state, hod a quarrel,
which was so bitter that eaoh thought
he ought to have the other’s blood,
Without delay seconds were chosen,
and an impromptn fight with pistols
was brought off. Each combatant
had a six chambered revolver, and
several shots were fired in rapid suc
cession. The last shots of both men
were fired almost instantanioualy, and
both men fell dead. The seconds—
named respectively Calhoun and
Williamson—were arrested, but have
now been set at liberty on bail pend
ing their trial it* December."
How Others See It.
The Manufacturer's Record express
es a very general opinion in Georgia
and elsewhere when it says:
“The defeat of the Olive bill,aimed
against the railroads, by the Georgia
legislature, is one of the wisest things
that that body has done at it present
session. Many millions of dollars
have been kept away from southern rail
road investments by the arbitrary and
unjust railroad Iowb which have from
time to lime been enacted by some of
the southern states. Instead of mak
ing laws to attract capital, that their
vast undeveloped resources may be
opened up to the world, and better
and cheaper transportation facilities
secured, by means of an increaso in
railroad construction, some southern
states have treated all railroad build
ers and owners as public enemies that
must be denounced os such and laws
made to restrict and hamper all their
operations. The Manufacturer^ Rec
ord is glad to see a majority of the
members of the Georgia legislature
are to]treat railroads with fairness, and
hence they have voted down that un
wise and demagogical Olive bill.
IN THE CITY.
The Bones of Grant.
New Yore, Nov. 2.—A story was
published in the newspapers here
this morning concerning the final
disposition of the remains of the late
Gen. Grant, which now lie in a vault
at Riverside park.
It was said by Geo. W. Childs of
Philadelphia that the body would
shortly be transferred, by direction of
the general’s widow, either to West
Point or Arlington.
Mrs. Grant, when spoken to about
this report this morning, said that she
was not at present prepared to make
any statement in the matter.
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