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Great Bargain Sale S CHE XT EE BEOS. 1,000 Van Ik of Fine White Lawn at 12%c. worth 200 I 500 Yards of Pride of the West Remnants 10c 500 Yards of Fine French Pioque at I se. worth 50c 500 Yards of (iray Woolen Dress Goods at 12J*c 1,000 Yards of Fine Soft Finish Nainsook at lGJje. worth 25c 500 Yards of Pink Nuns Veiling at 10c 2,000 Yards of Figured Lawn Remnants 3%c. 500 Pair of Suspenders, Factory Somjdes, at 20c. 1,000 Yards of Fine Figured Lawns 4c 1,000 Yards of Oriental Lace at 10c. worth 20c AND HUNDREDS OF § li € k IB am i ■■ m 9 TOO NUMEROUS TO MENTION. SCHETJEE BEOS, LEADERS OF FASHION. TURNER & BMER>™ CARTERSVILLE, GEORGIA, With greatly increased iacilities are better prepared th in ever before to furnish any and everything i„—— Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Silverware, Spectacles And Cheap Musical Instruments, All Kinds of Watch, Clock and Jewelry Repairing Neatly and Promptly Done at Most Reasonable Prices. Encouraged by the very liberal patronage accorded us thus far we feel more determined to serve our customers faithfully, uring them of t very advantage afford and by a large expeiience in our line. Bsft_\Ve make a specialty of the CELEBRATED JOHNSON OPTICAL CO.’S PATENT EASY-FITTING SPECTACLES & EYE-GLASSES. BUY THEM AND YOU WILL HAVE NO OTHER. Kl_Come to see us, examine our goods and prices. It will cost you nothing and may save you time and money. Respectfully, TURNER & BAKER, (Bank Block,) Cartersville, Ga. feb3-ly BARTOW SHERIFF’S SALES. WILL BESOLDBEFORE TIIE COURT HOUSE door in Cartersville, Bartow County, Georgia, o,i the FIRST TUESDAY IN AUGUST, 1887, bet ween the legal hours of sale, to the highest bidder, the following described property, to-wit: One agricultural engine, six horse power, mounted on wheels, No. (>sh, made by the Oneida Iron Works. Levied on anil will lie sold as the property of Win. H. Stiles to satisfy one 11. fa. from City Court of Cartersville, Bartow county in favor of the Oneida Iron Works vs. said Win. II Stiles. Property pointed out by plaintiff's attorney. sl.k<> Also at the same time anil place, lot of land No. tmi nuuoi u.i,u twenty two 12*22). containing KM) acres more or less, ull lying and being In the 2 Ini district. and 2nd section of Bartow county, Georgia. Levied on and will lie sold as the prop erly of I'. E. Kindle,v to satisfy one City Court tt. fa of Cartersville, Bartow county, Ga., in favor of .1. B. Collins vs. F. K. Findley ihis 27fli day of June, IS.N7. Property pointed out by plaintiff's attorney. #2.7!) Also at the same time and place, west half of lot of land No. 20 and an undivided one-half in terest in lot of laud No. 4<>, all In the 4th district mnl :inl sect lon of Bartow county, Georgia . Lev ied on and will he sold as t lie property of Joseph Northe.v and Henry Northy, to satisfy one jus tice court tt. fa. from tlie X22d district G. M., in favor of M. K. Stan sell vs, Joseph Northey anil Henry Nortlioy. Defendants served with written uotiee of levy. Levy made and returned tome by F. C. Watkins, L. C. #3.00 Also at the same time and place, lot of land No. forty-six (4ii), containing forty acres more or less, in the 17th district aud 3rd section of Bartow county, Georgia. Levied on and will tie sold under ami by virtue of a City Court ti. fa. in fa vor of the McCormick Harvesting Machine Cos. vs Thomas V. Hargis, as the property of the said Thomas V. Hargis. Property pointed out by plaintiff's attorney. Levy made and returned to me June 28th, Ixß7, by J. W. Williams, Deputy Sheriff. ‘.#2.88 Also at the same time and place, one undivided one-half interest in aud to lot of land situated in tlieclty of Cartersville, Bartow county, Georgia, being the three and a half acres on the east side of Stonewall street and is a part of land lot No. 4xi, In the 4th district and 3rd section of said county, and being the same property deeded to Emily R. Baker by Caleb Tompkins, being sit uated thereon one dwelling house and* one con crete house, tlie same property deeded to defend ant, Cornelia M. Gennet, by Emily R. Baker on 2Sth of March, ixs7. and recorded in Book “Z,” page 117, Clerk’s Office superior Court of said county. Levied on and will lie sold as the prop erty of Cornelia M. Gennet to satisfy one attach ment li. fa. from the Justice Court of the 82*2d District G. M., in favor of Mrs. E. It. Boren vs. said Mrs. Cornelia M. Gennet, Levy made and returned to me by F. H. Franklin, L. C. #3 4M A. M. FRANKLIN, Sheriff. J. 4V. WILLIAMS, Deputy Sheriff. Local Legislation. The following Local Act. fitr Bartow county will be united for for at the duly Session of the Legislature: An Act to be entitled an Act to pro hibit l lie sale of alcohol, mult anil vinous liquors within three miles of County Line Church in liar tow county, Ua. TRUSTEES. Local Legislation. Notice is hereby given that a hill will be Intro duceil in the legislature which meets in July next, the title of which Is as follows: An Act to author ize an empower M. A. Hardin to close up all pri vate ways and roads upou his farm in the 17th district and 3d section of Bartow county, tla., and for other purposes. June 23,1887. jc23-4t __ GEORGIA—Bartow County. To all Whom it May Concern. W. R. Ward and R, I, Battle have in the usual form applied to the undersigned for permanent letters of administration on the estate of Samuel Ward, late of said county, deceased, and 1 will pass upou said application on the First Monday in September next. This sth July, 1887. J. A. Howard. Ordinary. GEORGIA, Bartow County:— To all whom it may concern: The commission ers appointed to set apart a twelve months' support for the three minor children of J. H. Ben son. deceased, having made their report and the same is now on tile in my office, and all persons are hereby notified that if nogoodouuseis show n to the contrary, same will be allowed and made the judgment of the Court on the First Monday in September, 1887. This fitli July, 1887. J. A. Howard, Ordinary. GEORGIA—Bartow County:— To all whom it may concern : The commission ers appointed to set apart a twelve months' sup port to Catherine Walker, widow of Juo. H. Walker, sr.. deceased, having made their report and the same is now on tile in my ottice, and all persons are hereby notified that If no good cause isshovnto the contrary, same will be allowed ami made the judgment of the Court on t lie First .Monday in September, 18>7. This sth July. 1887. J. A. Howard, Ordinary. GEORGIA —Bartow County; To all whom it may concern: Whereas John F. Sproull, executor of Martha Thurmond, de ceased, represents to the Court in his petition, duly tiled and entered on record, that he has ful ly administered said estate. This is therefore to cite all persons concerned to show cause, if any tliev can. why said exeunt or should not be dis ci.urged from his executorship and receive letters or dismission on the First Monday in October, l.vs7. Tliis sth July, 1887. J, A. Howard, Ordinary. Tax Notice. The city tax assessors have made and filed their assessment of real estate in the city, and the same is in the hands of the undersigned at the storeof Mays & Moon. All persons interest ed are required to examine t lie same and tile their objections, if any they have, before the may or and aldermen, at the council chamber, on Tuesday, the lot b day of July. 1887, at !i o'clock a, in. By order of the mayor and alderrneu. Sam F. Milam, City (Tk and T. It. Carternville, July 5, 1887. Local Legislation. Notice is given of Intention to apply to the general assembly, now in session, for the passage of a bill to be entitled nu Act to allow Seaborn Nolly, of the county of Bartow, to peddle without license in any county In this state, and for other a purposes. J uly 7, 1887. 1 DOUGLAS WIKL * Remember that you can al ways find the Best Brands of Flour, :TIIE FINEST: Hams Sugar, Coffee, Teas, Can Goods, Dried Beef, in fact everything.nice for man to eat. And I also keep Grain, Hay, Peas, Bran, and Stock Meal that will certainly make your beasts thrive and grow fat. And it there is anything you want that I have not got I will get it for you. I also keep staple DRY GOODS, BOOTS, SHOES and HATS, all of which I sell at the LOWEST FIGURES. I deliver goods to any part of tho city free of charge at all hours. I also keep KEROSENE OIL. Give me your trade, and I will treat you right. Respectfully, C. T. JONES. Local Legislation. Notice having been already given of an inten tion to apply to the Legislature of Georgia to convene in July next, for the passage of an Act to amend an Act entitled an Act to create a City Court for Bartow County in certain par ticulars. Notice is hereby given of an intention by the undersigned to apply to said Legislature for nn Act further amending said Act by striking from the 15th section thereof these words to-wit: "I‘rovlded the parties to said cases agree that tlie same be transmitted from the Superior to Hie City Court of said county.” Jno. H. Wikle, juKi-30d J. A. Baker. GEORGIA—Bartow County. Whereas, T. W. Akin and Jno. W. Akin, execu tors of Warren Akin, deceased, and ex oflicio ex ecutors of John Clayton, deceased, represents to the Court in tln*ir petition, duly filed and entered oil recorded, that they have fully ad ministered said Jno. Clayton’s estate. This is therefore to cite all persons concerned, kindred and creditors, to show cause, if any they can, why said admin istrators should not tie discharged from their ad ministration, and receive letters of dismission on the first Monday in September, 1887. J. A. HOWARD, Ordinary. GEORGIA— Bartow County. To all whom it may concern : David W, Curry having, in proper form, applied to me for perm anent I .utters of Administration on the estate of Jno. H. Ruekniau. late of said county, this is to cite all and and singular tlie creditors and next of kin of Jno. H. Ruckman, to be and ap pear at my office within the time allowed by law, and show cause, if any they can, why permanent Admiustration should not be granted to David W. Curry on Jno. H. Ruckman's estate. Witness my hand and official signature, this (Sth day of June, 1887. J. A. HOWARD, Ordinary. GEORGIA —Bartow County. Whereas. F. M. Durham, administrator of James C. Young, represents to court in his peti tion, duly filed and entered on record, that he lias fully administered James C. Young’s estate. This is therefore to cite all persons concerned, kindred and creditors, to show cause, if any they can. way said administrator should not be discharged from his administration, and receive letters of dismission on tlie first Monday in August 1887. J. A. HOWARD, Ordinary. GEORIi 1 A—Bartow County. Whereas, F. M. Durham, administrator of James Vaughan, represents to the court in his petition, duly filed and entered on record, that he lias fully administered James Vaughan's estate. Tliis is therefore to cite all persons concerned, kindred and creditors, to show cause, if any they call, why said administrator skould not be discharged from his administration, and receive letters of dismission on the first Monday in Au gust 1887 J. A. HOWARD. Ordinary, GEORGIA—Bahtow County. George H. Gilreatli, Sr., guardian of Jabez Donald, George Donald and Dora Donald (now Darby), lias applied to me for a discharge from liis guardianship of said wards, this is therefore to notify all persons concerned, to file their ob jections, it any they have, on or before the First Monday in August next, else he will be discharg ed from his Guardianship as applied for. Tliis 22d June, 1887, J. A. HOWARD, je23-td Ordinary Bartow County. Legislation Notice. Notice is hereby given of an attention to apply to the General Assembly of Georgia, to convene iu J uly next, for the passage of a Bill to be enti tled an Act to amend an Act entitled an Act to establish a City Court in the County of Bartow, and for other purposes, approved Oct. 10th, 1885. So as to prohibit the bringing of Suits in said City Court, which fall within the Jurisdiction of Justice Courts, and for other purposes. This June 23, 1887. A. W. FITE. Citation. GEOR GI A—B a bto w Cos un ty . To all whom it may concern: B. A. I sen an, Administrator of Edmund Culli nana, deceased, has in due form applied to the undersigned for leave to sell the lands belonging to the estate of said deceased, and said appliea tion will be heard on the first Monday in August, 1887, Tliis 25th of June, 1887. J. A, HOWARD, • jn3ot,l Ordinary. GEORGIA—Bartow County. To all whom it may concern: John H. Walker, jr., has iu due form applied to the undersigned for permanent letters of administration on the estate of John H. Walker, sr., late of said couiity, deceased, find I will pass upon said application on the first Monday in August, 1887. Given un der my hand and official signatuie June 28. 18x7. . 30-td A. HOW ARD, Ordinary, Breakfast Bacon And The treatment of many thousands of cues of those chronic weaknesses and distressing ailments peculiar to females, at the Invalids' Hotel and Surgical Institute, Buffalo, N. 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Address, World’! Disptmry Mediet! Association, ’ v Halu St, BUFFALO, N. f. NOTICE YOUR DATE. Our county subscribers have the time to which they have paid up to printed opposite their ad dress We do this for their convenience, so they can tell when their subscription expires. We are next to the Postoffice, and when in town and is convenient it is requested that they drop in and settle their subscriptions. He member our terms are cash in advance. A PROPHECY. Flow light your hand lies on my hairl Your kiss dispels all trace of care! And in your dear eyes’ dewy dark Shines out the lair, unfading spark Of “love that will not pass away,’’ Of “ love that will abide alway. You say. And how you laugh deriding Time, And say: “Love lives in fadeless primal And passion deep and pure as ours Can bid defiance to all powers!" Ah, me! laugh gu> ly as you may. You’ll think of this again some day— tome day! And then I shall not feel as now. Your ki>s like halm upon my brow! I shall not foci your happy hands Lie on my glad head's golden strands; For Love—light Love will go away; “ 'ids Nature's luw’’—or so you 11 say. Some day! Yes, I can look within your eves. So darkened now w,th sad surprise! And say with clear, unfaltering tongue,, That Life grows old, but Love itays young. And when the roses fade and fall That Love goes too for good and all For all! And when that time shall come to me— Now, mark you, Dear!—lll cease to be!— And when repentant tears fall hot Upon pale lips that answer not— When longing eyes will sadly trace The care-lines on my death-cold face. You'll call to mind that woful day The soul sad w ords that I now say— Some dav—some day! —XeUy Mcu shall McAfcc. in Chicago Current. facet'oface. A Fact Belated in Seven Well- Told Fables. BY IL K. HLANCILI.OV, Author or “A Great Heiress,” “Quit* At Last,” “ A Heal Queen.” •* Haul's Dive,” etc., kxo. FABLE TIIE EilbsT.—Continued. “Put up with my land—you! Why—- it can’t be; it can’t bo. There’s never been when Leys Croft didn't belong to a Blackthorn. ’Twouldn’t be in the nature of things!” he exclaimed, still half bewildered from such a blow, but with a glow again in his eyes; the while Marrish, the mortgagee, sat stern and stolid, pressing his broad-brimmed beaver between his knees. “We’ve owned and farmed Leys Croft, me and my forebears, for hundreds of years— thousands, more like—and there isn’t one of ’em but would turn round and curse me out of his grave. ’Twould be worse than being beggar to that old curmudgeon up in London for me to give up the land that goes down from father to son. I say, ’twould be like King George giving up England to Boney, if I was to give up Leys Croft to any but a Blackthorn of the straight line. My grandfather was born in this house, like his grandfather before him, and so was I, and so was my—my girl. I know every clod in the fields since I was that high: and to be told I mu• give up the land! No.” His voice was prematurely old, but it trembled rather from a sense of supreme outrage than from age, and, after al most breaking down when it spoke of the girl, it came down upon the “No” startlingly round and full. “Well, Tom Blackthorn,” said the creditor, “you've only got to raise the money, and Leys Croft is yours as sure as Welstead’s mine.” “Welsfcead, indeed—that you bought for money; as if money could make a thing a man’s own, like mine’s mine.” “I’d like to see a better title than hard cash, though,” said Marrish, with something distantly akin to a smile. “The question is—can you raise a hundred pound?” “No.” “Then you must give up the land.” “No!” “Then, Tom Blackthorn, you're an obstinate old fool. And if ’tvvasn’t you, I’d call a man that won’t take the only way lie’s got to pay bis good law ful debts a long way worse name than fool. Howsoever, the law’s on my side; you ride over, or walk over to Ilunchester, and ask Lawyer Lake, and learn for six-and-eightpcnce, if you’ve got it, what I tell you for nothing at all. You are an unlucky devil, Tom Blackthorn; but that’s no call why the piper's to be paid by me.” “Ah! Y r ou've come to turn me and my girl out oft house and home?” “I’ll have to foreclose on Leys Croft. That was the bond.” The broken-down yeoman, whose land was the core of his heart, gulped down a hard sob, took down Iris hat from a peg and put it on, armed himself with a tough walking-stick out of a corner, and then, from the depth of a drawer, lished up a big key, which he handed to his creditor. “Good-bye, Enoch Mar risk,” said he, without looking him in the face. “I can’t shake bauds, but—” He strode towards the door. “What’s this for?” axked Marrish, lingering tlie key. “Where are you off to now?” “Off the land that isn't mine—that’s all. I’m going to fetch Patience; and then we’ll go.” “Go! Where?” “What’s that to you?” “Of all the obstinate old fools! I’ve got to foreclose yet; and if I hadn’t, there’s no call to turn out as if the house was afire—” “And do you think,” said Blackthorn, facing round aud looking him full in tlie face: “I’ll sleep another night on the place I’ve sold for a mess of pottage? I'll find the lee of a haystack some where off the land for my lass; and— but that’s naught to you. If you was a Blackthorn, you’d understand. I’ll put you to no expense nor trouble. I’ll carry away just my stick, and the clothes I stand in, and the girl. She's mine. But I won't carry off out of Leys Croft so much as the muck on my boots; I’ll wipe them clean by the gate on the Four-Acre; and—” “Come, Tom—if you’d only hear a man out, instead of being such an ob— ’Tis true I can’t afford to go without money or land; these war times are cruel hard. I can’t; but—l will!” “What?” cried Blackthorn, facing round again. “I will. That’s what I say. I’ll take Patience instead of both of ’em there.” “You'll take Patience!” exclaimed the poor old fellow, amazed and bewil dered once more. “Ay—without a penny!” said Mar rish. And well he might say so, if he meant it, for without getting his full pennyworth Farmer Marrish, of Wel stead, had never been known to do a mortal thing. He had always been a model man of business; up before tlie bird, nay, even before the worm, and early to bed, only for the sake of saving candles in those hard times. He had played ant to Tom Blackthorn's grass hopper. lie had scraped together penny by penny, pound by pound, tield by held, until, as now, he could add farm to farm; and always in xucli wise that be had earned the nickname of “Miser Marrish” at Ilunchester, the market town, where he was as well known on Thursdays as the parson on Sundays. The idea of him saddling himself, at Ids time of life, with a pen niless lass from a boarding-school, who came, to boot, from such a wastrel stock as the Blackthorns, was incred ible. No wonder the girl’s own father was bewildered aud amazed. “You'll take my Patience!” he ex claimed again, with open eyes. “Look here, Tom Blackthorn. Per haps it may look odd, but I'd sooner have that lass to wife without a penny than ever another with a thousandj pound. It may seem like a fool's whim; but it's mine. I've watched Patience grow up from her cradle, as one may say; and ever since she last came home from school I said to my self, that’s the lass for me.” “Bless my soul alive!” “Ay, ’tis true. You needn’t be afraid I can t keep a wife, though she does come from a boarding-school. I’m not a rich man by any sort of means: but I'm a hard-working honest yeoman, that isn’t likely to go begging or bor rowing. anv more than he s like to go stealing. I don’t keep hunters, nor dogs, nor company that’s worse than dors, to eat one out of house and home and then to turn their tails when the cupboard’s bare. I farm my own land, and pay no rent; and you know me, and if you don’t, you ask Ilunchester Old Bank or Lawyer Lake, and see what they say of Enoch Marrish, of Welstead. I'ni not rich, but I'm warm enough for two.” “Bless my soul alive! Does the girl know?” “A girl isn’t blind to a chap’s sweet ness on her I suppose—eh?’ “Why, you’re old enough to be her father, mau!” “No, no. Not so bad as that. A man’s as old as he feels, and I'm one of the wiry ones that are old young, and young old. Besides, it’s bad for a lass to be married lo a young tom fool that dout know' his own mind. 1 know mine. I love Patience; and—you’d best keep the land.” “Well, I’m—” What he was. Farmer Blackthorn failed to say. He certainly could not help seeing that he was being asked to sell Patience for Leys Croft. But then that a hard and grasping man like Enoch Marrish should find Patience Blackthorn worth buying at such a price was very wonderful, nay, a very fiattcring thing. He loved his daughter; he did not like Marrish—who can like a creditor that appeals to the law? But the land—the land! If he loved Pa tience with all his heart, he loved the land with all his soul. It was his relig ion; though the land might ruin him ho loved it, not merely as one loves a good and dutiful daughter, but as a mother loves a scapegrace son. And suppose. Patience .did or could like Marrish well enough to be his wife, would it not be best all round? Tlie Blackthorns had always held their heads high, and a Marrish was —well, certainly not a Blackthorn. Enoch was the first of the family who had held land of his own, while ancient deeds showed that there were Blackthorns, of Leys Croft, farming their own fields before the time of the Tudors. But still, Farmer Marrish was a sound man—a safe man, nay, a rich man, though he did not call himself so. He contrived to raise good crops, somehow, in the worst years, and, what was more, he made not only wheat but money breed. Why should not Patience Blackthorn become Mrs. Marrish, if she pleased ? And then the land—was it not her duty, as a Blackthorn, to save the land? And there was, indeed, no other way; for the owner of Leys Croft had raised every penny he could find, owed more than he had spent, and had spent every penny he could raise. “It all depends on the lass—all on the lass,” said he, after a long pause, and a battle with himself that could have only one end. “She’ll be some where about the place; we’ll see what she’ll say to it, poor thing.” “Poor thing?” “You musn’t mind what I say, neigh bor. What with one tiling and another —what with the shame of being kicked by the old man in London for a beggar, and what with your talk of losing Ley# Croft, and what with your wanting Pa tience, my all of a twirl.” “ You’ll let me have her, then?" “ Ay.” li. It was not a second between Stephen Harlow’s “ Oh!” and his appearance in the shed, where he found Patience no longer at the window, but pushing at her saw, which, wearied out at last with such usage, utterly refused to move. “ Patience! What are you doing?” cried he. “Oh, it is you!” said she. “But don’t hinder me, for goodness’ sake. I’m at work, you see.” “Come, Patience,” he said, taking her hand in spite of its occupation, and holding it too. “That isn’t the way to welcome an old friend—and I haven’t seen you for years!’ ’ “ Only one! What ought Ito do?” “ Why, you ought—l ought—” He looked as if he knew very well what ouirht to be done; but he refrained. “Wliat are you doing with that saw?” “Making anew gate-post Ours is broke, across the Home Croft, and we don't want to pasture other folk’s cows. ’ ’ “ You—making a gate-post? Where’# Giles?” “ Oh, Giles! He’s left us weeks ago. There, Stephen —do let go my hand; I sha’n't have done by bedtime —” “ That you won’t I’ll go after one of the men—” “ No. Don’t do that Father wouldn't be pleased—” “ Stuff’ and nonsense, Patience!” “Oh, please don’t!” prayed she. “The truth is, there’s no men to find.” “ No men to find!” “ No. We’ve given up keeping men—and a good thing, too. ’Twould be a shame, indeed, to keep a lot of idle, useless men about a place when father’s got a grown-up girl— of course, ’tvvas different when I was a child,” “ A farm —without hands! Patience —what does this mean? What has happened while I have been away? What have I come back to find?” “ Why, Stephen, liow scared you look at one!” she said with a smile— and though I have said she was not a pretty girl, I retract my words humbly, seeing her with Stephen Harlow’s eyes; and all tlie more, since her voice was as light and as sweet as a girl’s can be. He liad come two hundred miles to hear that voice and to see that smile; and now they made him afraid, she looked so fragile, and yet so brave. “ You find —me, and you’ll find father, too. ’ ’ He took the saw from her hand, and, in a minute, had done the rough work that had taken her two wasted hours. “Now,” said he, “you’re free to talk. Don’t tell me that you’ve got rid of your men because there’s no need.” “ I think—l think—we must hare just one man—to saw. Oh, Stephen, how did jou do that so fast? Then, there’s use in those teeth after all?” “ Are you going on without maids, too?” “Of course. When a farmer’s got a grown-up girl, what does he want with a parcel of maids? That would be a shame!” “ Who milks tho cows?” “I do. At least —I shall. We’re not keeping cows, just now. I’m sorry you have to do without cream. On, I do love work, Stephen! It's ever so much better than music and French and the use of the globes —I never could make out the use of the glol.es; could you? I like to fool useful; it’s the best fun in the word.” “Palieiice. You can’t cheat me. You’re going to cry.” “I’m not. And* it's because I’ve p'nched myself with the saw. Cry! Stephen—how dare you say I'm going to cry?” “You’ve hurt yourself with that con founded saw! Give me your hand—”’ “No. 1 haven’t hurt myself—indeed, I haven’t; that was only—fun, you know. Don’t look at me! I will cry, if you do. Don’t I know I’ve made my self look like I don’t know what with trying to saw that wood? la it Millport manners to look at a girl when she isn’t tit to be seen?” “Anyhow, to look at yon is what T ve come from Millport to do said he. “Patience. Pm going to take your hand —so; and lam going to look into your eyes. Just think what l feel about you —and yours. Your father is my best friend. He’s made a man of me; what ever I'm ever to be for good 1 owe to him. I m his, heart and hand. And I'm yours —you know how. And yet you won’t even tell me when he's in trouble, so that I may help him all I know T how.” Patience Blackthorn had been in many minds since she had lirst heal'd her old playfellow s voice at the gate. At tir.'t she had meant to be saucy, just to punish him for nothing; then she had meant (with her Blackthorn pride) to brazen out the poverty at Levs Croft before the young man who had only seen it rich "and flourishing; then some thing in his masterful way forbade her to be anythin'? but angry with herself for crying. If he had never come she would not have shed a tear, even had she sawn through her wrist instead of the log; but, he being there with his strength, she might be a girl again, and sit down and cry—not so unhappily as it might seem. “Poor father!” said she. *T don't understand things—they didn't come into music nor the globes—but they’re gone all wrong ever since—l think—- ever since you went away. We've had to sell all the stock for a song; and last harvest was just terrible; and we can't pay the men their wages from week to week, and so they have to go; Giles, that might have stuck to us, and all It don't so much matter to me, because I'm young and strong, and it’s dread ful to think of all the time I’ve lost: but there’s father, he’s not strong and he’s not young. You’ll be sorry to so a how he’s got to look. I'm trying to keep things going with my own hands; I'm trying hard; nut—there, you see 1 can’t even get a stick of wood in two. ’Tis but a poor welcome we can give you this time, Stephen —” “Good God! You mean-ruin! But your brother Dick—where’s be?” “Don't ask me that, Stephen!” she cried. “ Don't let father hear his name! We—don't know." “ Patience! Why, you loved him better than your father, and your father almost better than you!” “lie’s not done anything wrong, Stephen—you musn't think that; Dick couldn’t do anything wrong if ho tried—but father fancies so; and that’s been the worst of all. He could have fought through, if Dick had stayed; but he’s not even let him be named since he went away. Oh, Stephen, I’d just die of gladness ii you could find out what’s become of Dick, and bring him home. And for father to think his own son Dick has been to blame— that’s nigh too bad to bear.” Stephen said nothing all at once; for he had reasons of his own, based on old acquaintance, for feeling no assurance that Dick Blackthorn’s disappearance was likely to be so altogether.blameless as Patience believed. Dick's farming had always been pretty much confined to the sowing of the wild oat, and no doubt he was reaping the harvest But he could not say a word to lassen Dick Is sister’s faith in her dear scapegrace; so he held his tongue. Ilis left hand was still holding her right, from which the saw had fallen; and how could his right arm fail to find out her waist, while she who was dearer to him thau the whole world was pour ing into his ear a tale of trouble that made his heart bleed? And then the tears in her eyes; they made his own eyes swim. * Nor did it seem in the lea-t wonderful, or even strange, that proud Patience Blackthorn should let the arm stay where it had stolen. He was just conscious of her weakness —she of his strength; both felt that play-time had gone by. “Poor darling!” whispered he; so low, that she heard it with her heart rather than with her ears; and the arm tightened its hold. “It is time I came, indeed!” “ You won’t believe anything wrong of Dick?” asked she. “I love everything that belongs to you,” said lie, “Dick and all. Do you know why I’m here to-day?” “Because you couldn’t tind anything better to do? ’ “To ask your father—who’s been more than father to me, God bless him! —if he’ll let me be twice his son; and he’ll want one, now Dick’s gone. I’m but a blacksmith’s boy, and you’re Miss Blackthorn, of Leys Croft; 1 know Jill that; but I'm Stephen Harlow, too, means to be a big man some day, ;\;.-d is on the high road so to be. I was g-./ing to dare to ask him when I thought him as rich as Dives, Patience—there; so see if I don’t dare ask him now ! 1 didn’t mean to see you first; but I don’t mind — Will you be my wife. Patience, just to give your father a son, anl bo eusc I love you so dear?” They stood already as close as if they were plighted lovers; aud Patience had no excuse for not reading the love that *trcnmcd from his eyes into hers. Iler breath quickened and her cheek flushed, aud it must have been minutes that they thus stood in that broken shed, full of rubbish, reading one another’s eyes, and without a spoken word. But— “ Will you?” ho asked at last No answer. “Do you love me?” If he had wanted a spoken “Yes” he would have been a fool. Was not her hand still in his; her waist still 'held by his arm; her eyes beginning to shine, like April, through her tears. This lirst kiss had been the ambition of liis life—and it had come. “Patience! Patience! Whatever come of the lass?” suddenly broke a well knowm voice through the lovers’ dream. “Patience! I want you—como here!” “It’s father!” she whispered, flut tered. and half afraid. “All the better, darling!” said Stephen. “I'll ask him now, ten times as bold. Give me your hand, and we’ll go to him together—so.” He led her so out of the shed into the sunshine. And thus not only Far mer Blackthorn, but Farmer Marrish also, saw Stephen and Patience coming toward them hand in hand. Patience’s liaud struggled a little, bird-like, free, seeing that her father had com pany. But Stephen held it lirm. Mill port had rubbed oil' his shyness long ago; and, indeed, he would have been glad if all the world could hear what he had to say. For he felt like a con quercr, laurel-crowned. It was only a heart he had conquered; but did Alex ander ever conquer so much, umong all his worlds. “I've come back again—like the bad penny, you see, farmer,” he said, for getting even to notice how much his old patron had change,!. “I'd have come straight to the house; but as Mr. Mur rish wanted to see you lirst, I've told Patience what I came to tell you—and —and Patience will be my wife, farmer —if \ ou'll have me for a son.” The two farmers exchanged looks— one bewildered; the other, a glance that can ouly be likened to the sudden flaming of a glowing coal. But neither said a word. [to be continued.] —The trial of a faro dealer in Wash ington Territory terminated in a wed ding. In that Territory women serra on juries. Iu the ease in question six men and six ladies were selected to try the case. James Mitchell aud Susie Thompson met for the first time in the jury box. There was a proposal and an acceptance. 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First Door South, of Howard’s Bank. feblo-lr THE LIVERY STABLE CRAWFORD * FIELD Always Ready with the Handsomest Turnouts, Polite Treatment Horses and Mules kept on hand for sale, and our accommodations for drovers can not be surpassed anywhere. Thankful for the past liberal patronage and asking a continuance of the same, which we hope to merit bj' careful aud prompt attention to business we are, Respectfully, CRAWFORD & FIELD, ap!2l-tf East Side Railroad near Court House-. FORTI’NE FINDERS. The Luck ol Some New Orleans Men in the June Drawingof The Louisiana State Lot terry. About noon on Wednesday three men stephd into the private offiice of The Louisiana State Lottery Company, and their smilling faces betrayed their errand." They were John W. Tenny, an engineer, and Charles Dennis and John Moran, watchmen, all three at present in Gov ernment employ, the latter on board the [’united States Government boat Gen eral Newton, and Tenny is engineer of the Ruby, the boats now lying near the Exposition grounds, preparing for a trip to the Atclmfalaya. Dennis had a twentieth of the ticket which won the #300,000 prize, rolled up carelessly between his fingers. lie straightened it out on the table, and said: “There it is boys; we’ve got it.’’ “You see,” said Dennis, “this is a com bined. We each buy aticketevery month, form a pool, and divide the profits. We have been buying tickets for several years, and at last we struck it.” “It was his ticket that did the busi ness, said Tenny. “Moran and 1 bought ours, but Dennis did not have a chance to go down town, lie finally asked a friend of his to bring him up a dollar ticket. Dennis got his dollar ticket, and put it in the pool. 1 thought no more of it until the morning after the drawing. I had the blues, but when I saw the Picayune—you can guess the rest. There on top of the column were the figures 52,749, and opposite them the #300,000 prize. That is our number, and so Dennis Moran and I told the boss that we had important business down town, and here we are,” “What are you going to do with the money?” asked the reporter, “This is in confidence. We intend to deplete our financies considerably by having a good time, and after that we may go back to work just the same as ever. In fact we mav not quit work at all.” Just then a check for the money they had one was brought to them, and the trio departed rejoicing. Dennis is from county Clare, Ireland, 38 years of age, has been in America since childhood, 1 and in New Orleans for five years. One j of the first habits he acquired was .to buy 1 a lottery ticket monthly, and now he is glad he did it, Moran is an Orleans bred and born. Tenny is from North Carolina, and says it is the first time helms had his name in the papers. All three are un married, and jolly good fellows. The little office had not been vacated when came in another caller. It was let ter-carrier P. J. Mooney without his uni form. Mooney had found his luck at last and he had found it with a dollar ticket in the June drawing of the Louisana State Lottery Company. He is a na i e of New Orleans, 27 years of age, is mar lied, and lives with his family at 420 Crsulines street. In 1884. Postmaster Merchant appointed him to curry mail and he was retained under the Democrat ic administration. Mooney did not believe much in lot tery. He bought one ticket for a dollar and won nothing. This confirmed his belief or rather lack of it. A few days before the Junedrawing liedetermined to try again; among the five tickets he bought wjis one bearing tho magic fig ures, 52,749. They were magic to him for they opened the gates of fortune in a day and made him comparatively a rich man. Mooney bought his tickets two days before the drawing, and when he saw the Picayune on Wednesday morn ing his joy can well be imagined—No' 52,749 had won the #3000,090. prize. Mooney sa.vs he will invest his money I anil carry his mail bag with a lighter heart. There wereno othercapital prize holders who called that day, the other fractions being held in distant parts of the coun try, but the reception of smaller holders continued until the doors were closed, tickets were presented and cashed, and the June drawing had been a lucky one for many. No matter iu what mood the callers came, they all departed smiling.— New Orleans (La.) Picayune, June 18th 1887. Rucklen’s Arnica Salve. 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