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$5.00 PER ANNUM TEOMASVILLE, GEORGIA, SUN DAT MORNING, NOVEMBER 10, *889 mm and poker were trying to ran the town, and they laid for us accordingly. Un Friday afternoon we were examining the carcass of a big jackass rabbit, killed over in the gulch, by Sam An drews, and on exhibition in front of Davise’s butcher shop, when the three worthies above named approached and signified their intention ofcookiog our goose. We had them covered by our gun in five seconds, and we held them up in line with hands up for full five minutes, as an exhibition. When they had been disarmed we allowed them to sneak away. We don’t claim to own this town, and we didn’t set out to ran it, but we propose to talk in plain English on all subjects and guard the public interest to the best of our ability. If the three parties named do not subside at once we shall encourage a crowd to turnout with a rope some frosty evening, and pull their heads chuck up against a limb. I am not arguing this question from my own selfish standpoint, as I pre pared for this emergency twenty years ago, when I planted my orange grove in south Florida, with fifty acres of or ange''trees. I am independent of Cufiee, but I feel it a duty we all owe, to express our convictions upon so important a subject, and do not hesi tate to enter my feeble protest against colonization.—J. O. Jclks, in Hawkins ville Dispatch. And so at last yon come to me With loving words upon your smiling lips, As in tho pressure oi your linger tips Could give yonr vows the more sincerity. Von should have told mo this dear, years their terrible rabble of miserable pau pers? Isay no. Let them remain where they are, “under their own vine and fig tree,” made theirs by honest labor in good old, Georgia,, among their own people, whom, they never appeal to for sympathy or help without getting it—in the best country the sun ever shone upon. I would ask all this better class of color to stop and think of what I write. Let sentiment alone. Let politics alone. Let colonization alone—either to Africa, where your colored t Metho dist Bfshop, Turner, wants you-to go (some of you know, to Africa) or to Mexico, among the hatefulest set of revolutionists the world ever knew, or/ to the far northwest, where the freezing blizzards will freeze the horns of a billy goat Now, to the white ipan, I would ask> what better laborers can we get to make cotton (this is a cotton country) When every liber in my soul was bleed ing! Tis now too late; I cannot heed your pleading— My heart is ctyll as snow. My heart was lender in that blessed youth When were sweethearts loyal to each oth- The Editorial Burdens Whioh Editors Bear Gracefully. Such love, indeed, ns pride could never smother, Mada perfect in its beauty and its truth. Out you were faithless, leaving love behind yon, And turned to sweeter faco and fresher flow ■> , -■ r i ■ ’Twns not my place to biut ot happier hours, And had it been, I never dared remind yon. And now it is too late. The past forever Bus passed into the deep abyss of time, And with it gone all tenderness of mine. To wish for what has been? Oh, never, never. Stern destiny—impartial and severe— Were kinder even than I own to be, You a'ways wanted me to leave you free: ••Non mi recordo,” is my answer, dear. —N. S. Cox, in Galveston News. We extract the following items from the last issue of The Arizona Kicketr “They Will Know More.— A combination calling itself the Acme Opera Company, ol Chicago, gave a show of some sort at Reynold’s Hall last Friday night. No'free tickets were sent to this ofilice, and when we sent our hall-breed roller boy over to the manager with a note asking him why in Texas he had neglected such an important duly, he returned word that The Kicker could kick, and be hang ed to it. We therefore kicked. We hired Cooper’s Hall for the same night, gave a free dance and the Acme Opera Company opened to an au dience composed of the landlord’s cross-eyed boy and two old half-breeds who thought somebody was going to he sc-lped. ‘‘There’s nothing mean about us. We.simply want what is due to the profession* and what has been granted it from time immemorial. When an amusement combination sets out to ignore us and make us sing, small, somebody will certainly hear some ThoOne Remedy. The Episcopal Convention, now in session at New York, listened to an eloquent opening sermon from Bish op Whipple, exalting the spiritual power of Christianity. We quote as follows: We nro perplexed by the unbelief The Christian in the hot climate, where the tropica 1 sun makes no impression upon the brain of our colored brother, protected by an all-wise providence,, with a wooly coat of hair. He was made for the cotton belt. It will be different when «he scum of the eastern world, where the climate is cold, floods opr country. You can’t put Sweeden into this-hot business all daylong from June until September. I .have tried both colors for the past twenty years in Florida, and know what I am talk ing about. Give me Cufiee every time for work in the sun. The negro’s and sin of our time, faith is assailed, not only with scoffs as old os Cclsus and Julian, but also withjhd keenest intellectual criticism of divine revelation, the opposition of alleged scientific facts, and a Corinthi an worldliness whoso motto is, “Eat and drink, for to morrow we die.” In many places Christian homes are dying out. Crimo and impurity ore coming in os a flood, and anarchy raises its hated form in a land where all men are equal before the law. The lines between the Church and the world are dim. Never did great er problems confront a council ot the Church. MUST THE NEGRO GO? Still another in voice of choice dress goods just received* Our Ladies’ Broad cloth in all the leading colors is, certainly worthy of your attention. We are 60c. per yard under New York retail prices on them. In Carpets and Riigs we down ev ery in this market, and we invite a comparison of pric es (with other and larger markets. Tho Question is DisoussctLby Ono of the Leading Citizens of Rjj^klnsvllto. Editors of Dispatch : In response to your suggestion (that those inter ested in the'great-problem now agitat ing the public mind, “the colonization of the colored race,” would give ex pression to their views.) 1 submit mine through your esteemed journal. I , When out ship ping, ladies will do well to dyop in at LOHNSTEIN’S and inspect the va rious lines of new goods, just being ‘opened. They are very handsome and at very attractive prices. We are very busy; and havn’t time to say much about them in this issue, but will be sure to please you if you will give us a call. Respectfully, thing'drop before getting to the top oPthe hill.” “Not Saving a Word.—Many of our subscribers are asking why The Kicker has nothing to say in iavor of either of the local tickets now in the field. There are two reasons. First, because we were not nominated on either ticket, and secondly because a bigger gang of rascals were never up for office. We wanted to run for May or. It is no use being over-modest abou' such things. find; after diligent inquiry among all classes of the whites, but one verdict : Cufiee must go. It is unanimous. Among the colored race, while all the worthless and idle, who make nothing nor want anything, those who have nothing to risk but their lives by a move, together with the bigoted young “buck,” made worthless by education, like many young white men, thinking it beneath their dignity to take hold of the plow handels, together with the ambitious politicians, who hope by colonization to raise their own station in life, these, with here and there an honest thinker, who hopes his race may be raised in the scale ol humani ty, if left to Jthemselves, these classes want to move. An apostolic church has gravor work than discussion about its name or the amending of its canons and rubies. I fear that some of this unbelief is a revolt from a caricature of God. These mccanical ideas about the uni verse are the outcome of a mechanical theology whioh has lost sight of the Fatherhood of God. There is much honest unbelief. In theso yearnings of humanity, in its clubs, brother hoods, and ordors, in their readiness to share all things with their brothers, I seo unconscious prophecies of the brotherhood of all menus the chil dren of one God and Father. De nunciation will not silence unbelief. The name of infidel has lost its ter* rors. There is only ono remedy. It is in the spirit, tbo power, and the love of Jesus Christ Philosophy can not touch the want. It offers no hand to grasp, no Saviour to trust, no God to save. When men sec in us the hand, the heart and the love of Christ thoy will believe in the brotherhood of men and the Fatherhood of God. The way our representative men get rid ot tho reporters nt the north is as follows: “Yes, I’m from Geor gia, but never fought a duel in my life, never stood second for any one who did, and never shot a sheriff, from the fact that I never was in Alabama and never expect to be. I am only a plain citizen with one Colt’s revolver and a peaceful dispo sition.—Ex. We are better fitted for the position than an/ roan in town. .The office should have been glad to seek us. It didn’t do so, and so we sought it. . We should have filled the position with credit to all, but the gangs wanted a tool, and so they nominated Doc Burrows and Hank Jones to head the'two tickets. Neither of these men will ever serve. Within one month we will have both of them back at Joliet to serve out their unexpired sentences. “We have been warned that we must come out and support one ticket or the other or go to the wall. Begin your watt business, gentlemen, os soon as you please. When you down us tou have got to beat a grand aggrega tion ot newspaper, grocery, feed store, harness shop, butcher shop and knit ting factory, all under one roof, pre sided over by one head, and each do ing a fine business.” -The Tom Cat But as a unanimous role, these colored men who have de termined to rise in the world, who have put their strong shoulders to the wljeel, and are making their children do likewise, these men, who are buying cattle, mules, wagon and land, besides laying by money for a rainy day, these worthy blacks, who have the confi dence of the whiles, have long since found out that it is best to let politics alone and “suffer the powers that be,” (which they know are the wisest), to control the government, which >« as good ior them as for the white man, alljhaving equal rights under the consti tution, these good colored citizens, in spite of the pressure, brought to bear against them by .their political would- be friends, and worse advisor, the ed ucated youngster, keep on “in the even tenor of their way,” saying, “we are satisfied to livp among ouy old owners, who know us best,” They fear a better state of affairs in a strange land, to which they are not acclimated, to set up anew among a worthless set ofidle paupers, who, too thriftless to make money at home, cast their for tunes upon this field of adv^qjmre, who, having go visible means of sup port, might find a prey to their idle brain, and snatching up some ialed “woodpile axe,” might slay the foolish man who had left Qeorgia with a pocketful! of money. Where there is so much poverty, superstition and im morality as exists among that foolish throng of blacks, who will the poor that land of aqd Children’s Wraps we are head quarters, as we are in| everything’ else pertaining to our the only argument in favor of a move 4gf the race. I prefer taking my chances with them, in preference to having their places filled with all sorts of un believing foreigners, who, fearing neither-God nor man, who, holding their mighty vigils, bind themselves by mighty oaths, to exterminate.the rich and divide their substance among their class, holding it to be a. matter of patriotic duty .even to offer ourselves a martyr tq such a cause, and think it a glorious thing to scatter their dyna mite bombs among defenceless women and children. I want no Nihilists down here. We hear of no strikes among the blacks, as exists in all other countries among the white labor. The negro ‘Not Just Yet. Silver Mining Company sent us a cer tificate of stock of the face value of $500 last week and asked us to edi torially mention the fact that the mine would prove one of the greatest bon anzas oi the age for investors. We can’t conscientiously do it yet. We want to wait awhile and see whether we are to be assessed on the stock or not, and we’d like to hear of some CPC who has received a dividend. We used to take everything in silver stock that came along, and puff up their old swindles without stint, but we have made a change of base in this respect. We found that a company which would beat the public would al so beat us.” They Took Exception.—Tall Bill, of the Gem Saloon; Ohio George, of the Arcade Poker Rooms, and Lovely Jim, of the Red Front Sink ot Iniquity, took exception to our kindly .renfcrks I to lasl issue, that whisky and 132 BROAD ST. The Houston Post says that Mr. Harrison will serve only one term as President, and that will be generally recognized os the weakest adminis tration in the history of our govern ment. Tliat’a true, brother; Harri son’s political coffin is being bailt of the civil^grvice plank of the Repub lican platform—and mighty rotten timber it is. Do to-day’s duty, fight to-day's temptations; and do not weaken and distract yourself by looking forward to things which yon cannot see, and could not understand it’ yon saw man go to for help beggars, where trouble comes, as it