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THE CO UR ANT AMERICAN. VOL. XIX. 11l arp on I HIKS MID DOCS. I Change of Name for Cartersville | Might Be IpPROPHIATE TO CONDITIONS. ■ jors that Jar the Senses and No if oemeay Seemlr.glv at Hand. I what Must We Do? H •’ ■> A A \ I “Beware of dogs,” saith the apos- I] It is a wonder that he dident ■jd “and hogs” for he was and Jew ■nd had no love for them. In fact, ■•hen the devils were cast out they Book refuge in swine, and ran down ■nto the sea. I wish we had some ■evils and a sea around here—we Kave got the swine. Why not Ime our town hogtovvn or dog- ■ oV vn or hog-dogtown or porko- Jolis or canineana or some name ■hat would advertise its principal Business. The outside public ought K know what we are doing on ■these lines. There are more pigs in pens and more dogs out of pens |iu this town than in any town of ■its size in the state. The open ■grove in front of my house is a |dog park, a dog bah ground,where ■the canines of all kinds and colors ■love to congregate. ■‘•For in this town more dog* are found ■ Than ever you did see, ■ Mongrel, puppy, whelp and bound ■ And dogs of low degree.” I That’s doggerel but its true. ■ Almost every afternoon can be ■ seen from our veranda three black ■ dogs, two red dogs, four spotted ■ dogs, one blue dog, one yaller dog ■ and several flees with occasional ■ visitors of other breeds, such as I pointers that never point and set iters that never set, but they are very fine flea breeders and scratch amazin. Nearly every white man and boy in town has one or more that follows him around or lies loose in his piazza or store or of fice and scratches fleas with un broken diligence. Every nigger has one or more that sneak around for a living by day and by night. Sometimes a lady can hardly get into the postoffice for dogs, and if a man kicks one out of his way the owner of the impertinent brute is offended. He thinks we ought to take our hats off and say “good morning, dog.” Walter Akerman has a card iii the postoffice to pro mote public cleanliness, but the dog can’t rea .i it. He ought to put up another in dog latin. My dog matic opinion is that a dog who does not stay at home is not fit to be a dog. He is a doggoned nui sance and ought to be abated. The dog star rages for 40 days, but these sublinary dogs afflict us all the year round. Why can’t we have a dog ordinance passed? I have two aogs. One is 17 years old and draws a pension. He never leaves home. He is deaf and near ly blind and has lost his bark. We heep him for auld latig syne, for he was always a gentleman dog, an aristocrat and devoted to the chil dren. fhe other is a yaller purp half grown, half shepherd, half ound, half caucassian, half nig ffer, and the other half just dog. e carries off the children’s shoes and hats and dolls and chews them U P - is not grown but can stand on his hind legs and sneak a biscuit off the shelf. He is a tramp an plays with the other tramp °gs in the grove and escorts them otne and comes back when he gets “‘5 aud wili not pay tax on him, ad now notify all the nabors to L Ck ilu > stone him, stick him, fnoothun or cut his tail off just T™. h,s ears. I shall disown u disinherit him. Before long 2c /s going to cost me 50 cents — or strychnine and 25 for dray tu . Ultdl bogs, pigs and swine Den! r , ais ed in pens. There are ar n D l^ree .sides of us, and they doer!- oCCu Pi e d. The scent of a nicr S "onderful but the scent of a of 1S ran kest compound fend f Ulous sm ells that ever of forced nost . rds - We have been rand ? retue from the front ve noon and PeCia - ly lare in tbe after dews mat at ior tbe evening more i ke the odor more thicker, Cctr/, t? ' Cobe would *y \Ve , an . f . iy an °P en window, and spend l ° Ur nabors t 0 call mayor that we mvite the take tea ~d ; lo Uncil t 0 cotne U P and J Us some evening and CARTERSVILLE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY. AUGUST 28, 1900. have the tea tables set in the front piazza. But maybe some of them have hog pens of their own and have got acclimated and become immuues. The doctors tell me that a man can snuffle up his own hog pen until he rather likes it. The dollars outweigh the scents. Those merchants up Main street can’t smell rotten cabbage nor ditch water nor odor de Afrique. They have got used to it and the scent of a tube rose would knock ’em down. It may be however that there is a difference between a white man’s pig pen and one of African scent and descent owing to race color and previous condition. If the pen is mightier than the sword then a niggers pig pen is mightier than half a dozen swords. It is as hor rible as cologne. I mean the city of Cologne where Coleridge says he “counted two a id seventy dif ferent stenches and several stinks.” He dident like Cologne and wrote of it: “Tlie river Rhine it is well known, Doth wash the city ot Coiogue, Hut tell me pray what power divine Has ever washed the river Rhine.” Onr new' marshal has been vigi lant and diligent and ordered a general cleaning up of my nabors’ pig pens, but it dident last three days. They have other perfume factories besides pig pens, and the odors mix and reach to our olfac tories as bad as ever. The 72 stenches have come back and bring with them microbes and bacteria and 15th amendment odors all com bined. Dr. Calhoun says that these odors are unhealthy aud produce disease and that he now has a pa tient, a woman, who is seriously ill, and he told her it was hog pen effluvia and asked why she dident report it to the city marshal, and she said she was afraid it would make her nabors mad. Avery clever citizen who lives right in the heart of town boasted to me how much fat pork he raised every year on his own lot and that he had enough shoats fattening now to bring him fifty dollars, and they hadent cost him a cent. One of his nabors told me that those shoats cost his family a good many scents every night. When will this thing stop? You can’t find a hog pen in Marietta nor Rome nor Dalton nor any other decent town. Why don’t the city fathers stop it for public decency? Why don’t the doctors stop it for sanitary reasons—why— Biel Arp. P. S:—Mr. Wofford told me that the dogs ruined an acie of fine wheat for him. They played tag in it every night and at last he baited taem with strychnine and killed nine in a week. Hogs, dogs,bogs, fogs, grogs, clogs, frogs andpollywogs have a bad ending. B. A. RESIDENCE BURNED. Home of Mr. W. C. Goode Burned to the Ground In Day Time. The residence of Mr. W. C. Goode, in the southern part of town, was burned to the ground last Friday morning about eleven o’clock. Mrs. Goode was cooking pre serves, on the stove, and noticed a quantity of smoke issuing from the ceiling around the stove flue. She stepped out into the yard and told Mr. Goode, who had just come in from the field, that the house was on fire. By this time the blaze had bro ken through the shingles and spread rapidly over the house. Mr. Goode tried to extinguish the flames with water, but finding that he could do no good, set to work to save his furniture, and succeeded in getting out a good p trt of it, though some of it was lost in the flames. , The house was owned by Mrs. Pinkerton, and was a total loss. A TRIP TO COLD MOUNTAIN- The Last ot the Series of Summer Sermons on Cool Subjects. Next Suuday night at the Bap tist church the pastor, Rev. A. W. Bealer, will preach the last of the scries of summer sermons on cool subjects. The subject of the dis course will be “A Trip to Cold Mountain.” At the morning service Mr. Bealer’s subject will be “The who, when, where and how of public worship.” This will be a sermon for all of those who ought to at tend church. If there are any such in Bartow county they are cordially invited to be present. All strangers in the city, those who worship in the park and the train committee, are cordially invited to attend these services. PETTITS CREEK FARMERS' CLUB. Annual Picnic Held at Mrs- Mary D Freeman’s- A MOST PLEASANT OCCASION. Elexant Spread Under the Grand Old Oaks Which Shade the Beautiful Lawn. The Pettit’s Creek Farmers’ Club held their annual picnic at the home of Mrs. Mary D. Freeman last Friday aud a more delightlul day was never spent by a picnic party. The Pettit’s Creek Club is prob ably the oldest farmers club in this section of Georgia, and it has been their custom since its organization to hold an annual picnic where the members and their families and in vited guests may assemble and spend a day together for social en joyment. The home of Mrs. Freeman, which is about six miles from Car tersville, on the Tennessee road, is an ideal place for an occasion of this kind, and the selection of a lo cation for the annual picnic could not have been better. The expan sive lawn shaded by massive oaks of the original forest, with the house located about the center of the grove forms a pretty and invit ing picture. The club is composed of fifteen members, all sterling and pro gressive farmers, and an invitation to their annual picnic is always eagerly accepted. There were sev eral hundred people present on this occasion and it was a jolly and congenial crowd. The children romped and played games on the lawn, the young people danced and talked and sang, while the elder ones looked on and enjoyed the entrancing scene. The dinner was spread at noon upon long tables on the lawn and the good things brought forth from the numerous baskets, which had been prepared by the ladies of the club, formed an elegant aud tempt ing repast which was greatly en joyed. In the afternoon Judge Akin introduced Rev. A. W. Bealer in a few well-timed remarks, and Mr. Bealer made an interesting and en tertaining talk. Several young ladies entertained the party with recitations, songs and music, and altogether it was a day long to be remembered by the large number present. THEY MEET FRANK STANTON, To Miss Kitty Conyers Will be Dedi cated a Poem Soon. On a recent visit to Atlanta, while little Misses Kitty and Bes sie Conyers being shown over the Constitution building by friends, they were invited into the sanctum of Frank L. Stanton, the poet. Nothing could have pleased the children more, as they are both great admirers ot his and know many of his short poems. Being requested by Mr. Stanton, they re cited several of his pieces, which so pleased him that he presented them with a book of his poems, and promised to dedicate an especial poem some day soon in his Con stitution column to Kitty, telling her to “watch out now.” The little girls continued their pleasure trip and sight seeing, but nothing during the day so pleased them as this little incident. AN IMPORTANT CASE- Judge Fite Goes to Atlanta to Hear Argument Today. Judge A. W. Fite will go dow to Atlanta today to hear the case f the State of Georgia vs Southei.. Railway which involves the title to the right of way to the six or seven miles of track where the Southern railway runs parallel with the Western and Atlantic railroad just south of Dalton. The state contends that the right of way belongs to the state and that the Southern railway should pay rental for the use of the ground while the Southern railway con tends that it has a right to the use of the ground upon which the track is laid without paying rent, Judge Fite goes to Atlanta for the accomodation of the lawyers engaged in the case and will hear the law and the facts at the state library. The case will consume three or four days. MANGLED UNDER CAR WHEELS. Awful Fate of Young Will Gammon, of Rome- AFTER SWINGING FREIGHT CAR He Jumps to the Ground and Falls Beneath the Wheels Which Run Over Bosh Leas. Young Will Gammon, of Rome, met with a tragic death last Fri day. A base ball club composed of young men of some of the best families of Rome, of ages ranging along about seventeen and calling themselves the Rome Juniors, came over to Cartersville to play a se ries of three games with the youn ger ball players here. The first two games were played Thursday afternoon, the Rome boys winning, and Friday morning the Carters ville boys being the victors. The rub game was to have been played Friday afternoon. The Rome and the Cartersville boys had got real chummy, and while on the way to the grounds that afternoon some of the reckless and daring of our boys proposed to the Rome boys that as a freight train was passing that would go by the grounds they swing on and jump off, thus saving the walk. Several Cartersville boys swung the Gain at the cross ing about the E. & W. depot and also two of the Rome boys, one of whom was Will Gammon. The speed of the train had increased considerably by the time it reached the Willterson crossing nearly 400 yards away, and here the boys all jumped off. They had swung to the ladders on the sides of the ffight cars, Some of the boys were whirled around violently as they jumped, one turning a summer sault. Young Gammon spun around like a top as he hit the lit tle bridge at the crossing. It had been raining and the bridge was slippery. The youth’s feet shot under the car and in an instant the ponderous wheels went grinding over his legs. Jim Baker, a Car tersville boy, was near by and jumping rescue, pulled him from under the train. The boys who were walking to the grounds saw him fall and went quickly to where he was and as soon as possible the two doctors, Dr. Calhoun and Dr. Griffin, were with him. He was carried to the Bar tow house. It was found both legs were terribly mangled, the left one being mangled higher up and mashed to a pulp. Young Gammon bore his injuries heroical ly, talking with the other boys around him until the physicians reached him. A telephone message was sent to his father in Rome and the re quest came that amputation of the limbs be postponed, as the father and Dr. Battey wished to come over on a special. The special could not be arranged for, so the young man’s mother, with his brother, Prof. Montague Gammon, and Dr. Battey came over on the regular train reaching here at 5:47. The doctors here saw the young man’s condition was critical and ex pressed the belief that he would die under the nervous shock re ceived, in which opinion they were correct and Dr. Battey agreed with them. The operation was aban doned with the hope that possibly he could be brought through the shock. The local doctors admin istered nitroglycerine to keep the young man alive. The physicians and relatives and friends could only await de velopments. The young man’s mind began to wander before his mother arrived. He never recognized her after she came. He died at 8 o’clock. Mrs- Sam Jones evinced an anx ious interest in the young man as soon as the accident occurred. As soon as the body was dressed she made the request that it be carried to her home, which request was granted, the mother and brother accompanying The remains were carried to Rome on the 10 o’clock train Saturday. Will Gammon was 17 years of age and was the son of M. J. A. Gammon, a retired clothing mer chant of Rome. He was a manly young fellow, of fine moral char acter, and was popular with all w.io knew him. He played second base in the first of the match ROYAL Baking Powder The strongest, purest, most efficient and wholesome of leavening agents. Not lowest in price, yet the most economical; indispens able to all who appreciate the best and most healthful food. Our country is enjoying prosperity almost unsurpassed in its history. For every one there is money enough to buy that to eat which is pure, sound, good, wholesome. 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He had a sister hor ribly burned and a brother, Von Gammon, lost his life from injur ies received in a football game in Atlanta in 1897. Speaking of the arrival tf the remains in Rome the Tribune says: “The remains of young Will Gammon, who died in Cartersville Friday night, were brought home yesterday morning at 11130 o’clock over the Rome railroad. “The train stopped in front of Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Gammon’s home at the foot of Third avenue. The young boys composing the Rome junior baseball team, and of which the dead lad had been a member, bore the silent form of their companion from the car to the grief-stricken home. “Through the rose-embowered yard and under the grateful shad ows of the great trees they walked with bowed heads and saddened ; hearts bearing the casket wherein I lay the still and tranquil body of he who had gloried in this beauti ful home only a few brief hours before. “It was a sorrowful home coming for the mother, father, brother and sisters, and few can understand their terrible anguish. It was so akin to that awful tragedy of three three years ago, when Von Gam mon, strong, beautiful ar.d brave j|n his splendid young manhood, j was brought to the same home, j cold and voiceless in death.” An Ignorant Boy. “I think it would be a good plan to send Willie up into the country for a month,’’ suggested Willie’s father. “He has never been on a farm, and it would be rather a novel experience for him.” “No, you dou’t,” interrupted Willie. “I’m not going anywhere where they have thrashing mach ines. It’s bad enough when it’s done by hand.” —Exchange. A Railroad With No Tunnels- The new trans-Siberian railway, when compete, is to be the safest, cheapest, and most comfortable in the world. The safety of the Man churian line is due to the flatness of the regions traversed, not a sin gle tunnel being necessary between the Ural and the Amour; that is to say, from one end of Siberia to the other. HERE IS AN APPEAL. A Lady Would Have Sweet Mem- I ones Still Clintf to Old Ruins. i The Courant American has re ceived the following from one of its lady readers: “I see that the Cooper iron works is .-old You know the lack 1 of revere nee for the past that char acterizes some people,- and it is pro bable that tli ■ owners will pull down ail the old ruins and Stacks; nay, perhaps even the Cooper monument itself, for they would rather the honors of the place I should attach to their own names. “We all know' the legends of this place, and how it is said that no couple can visit it and come back unengaged. Hence the many ma neuvers of my sex to get a young man to go riding with us there. What refuge or offensive scheme would be left us if they took away the old ruins! It would make me, for one, very sad to see destroyed the ruins amid which we stioiled, and sitting on the rocks of which my hu c band first said those sweet words so dear to every woman’s heart. It was in the window of the old mill building. Many hearts will beat faster at the thought of this same building. “Can’t you publish an editorial on it, or put in my humble appeal —this letter —and stir up our peo ple on it. I’m sure every man and woman in our town or county w-ill sign a petition to the owners to leave all the old stacks and ruins. They could do this and never miss the space or interfere with their making of the •almighty dollar.’ Let us preserve the old landmarks and the romance and traditions of our fair county. Let us make a plea for the ruins even if the alien possess the lands of our faihers.” “Very sincerely, “A Reader.’’ lil GURtSWHEREALL lISEFAIIi>. (LI U Best Cough Syrup. Tastes Good. Dse PH in time. Sold by druggists. "Hunger is the Best Sauce,” Yet some people are never hungry. Whatevei they eat has to be forced down.” There Is of course, something wrong with these people By taking Hood’s Sarsaparilla a short time they are given an appetite and then they er.- joy eating and fooo nourishes them. If vou find your appetite lading, just try a bottle of Hood's. It is a true stomach tonic ana every dose dm s good. The best family cathartic is Hood’s Pills. NO. 49.