The Dahlonega nugget. (Dahlonega, Ga.) 1890-current, August 19, 1904, Image 1

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f :ood Advertising MaiLm. - Devoted to Local, Mining and General Information. One Dollar Per Annum VOL. XV—NO. i i DAHLONEGA, GA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 19. 1904. W. B. TOWNSEND, Editor and Proprietor C L O T H I N G. Largest, Best & Cheapest Stock Ever Brought Here. Abundance of Dry floods and Groceries. m u & BRO. bb—biim ' ill ^~y.3.5'igg£a«Hwtoittfcgfc'MBI DAHLONEGA Livery Moore Bro*, Propr s. m lew Slams an College SI. BTJIn daily hack tlitste to and from Gainesville. FARE. 881-50- Leave Dabloncga 8, a. in., and arrives 4:30 p. m. To Make a Cheap Telephone Seeing a query some lime since as to the best method of making a cheap telephone, and no answer as yet, 1 will give mine. 1 have used it for years on aline one-half mile long and see no reason why it will not work on longer lines. Talks very loud and distinct. Take a piece of lumber, pine or any kind handy, eight by eight inches square and two inches thick, or one and three-quarters inches thick. Make a round hole about one and one- half inches in diameter iii center clear through. Ream this out on front and make it funnel Bhape to about three inches at front. Then turn the board over, lay off a square about four iches around the auger hole. Take chisel and dig out all the square at least one- eighth of an inch deep. Then take a piece of thin tin, eight by eight inches, and tack on to back of the block right over the ex-, eavftted square. Punch a small hole in center of tin, hole size of small knitting needle. Next take board eight by eight inches and one inch thick. Lay off and ex cavate the four inch square one side of it same as you did the two- inch piece. Bore one-fourth or three-eighths inch hole in center and then screw on so the square comes over Bquare on first block with the tin—diaphragm—between the dug-out squares. For line use small insulated wire, hanging it in cotton or leather loops, avoid ing short turns or sharp angles. Run wire through pin hole in the tin, take a common brass thimble, punch two holes in end, bring wire through open and on through one hole, then back through the otlier, twisting loose end around main wire. Pull wire till the thimble comes up tight against tin. Stretch wire tight, and you have a good ’phone. To call lip, tap on thimble, and it can be heard all over house at other end. You can carry on coversation without getting nearer than ten feet to ’phono. Try above and if you have any trouble write to .T. W. George, Albany, Texas. — Globe-Democrat. He Was a Real Farmer. Actress Sues. Miss Fay Templeton has brought suit against the Onarga Cigarette Company, manufacturers of the ttivoli cigarette, asking $10,000 damages for alleged unwarranted use of a photograph of Miss Templeton in an advertisenvuii of their wares. "I want to stop them from mak- leg free with our pictures,” said Miss Templeton, using the “our” to exhibit her belief that her ac tion would also protect other mem bers of the theatricnl profession. “I am not a poser nor a stickler for high and mighty notions. If nn.y one wants to smoke, let. him smoke. But these men took a pho tograph of me in costume for 'The Runaway,’ and without even asking my permission had an artist put a cigarette in the fingers and a little Curl of smoko from the lips. It was not even courteous, and il ort'ended the friends I am trying hardest to make and keep.” Troy Holder, of Stewart county, •s said to be making more than a halo of cotton to the acre on land fertilised onl} r with sawdust. He took a big lot of sawdust, let it lay in his stables a couple of weeks, and then distributed it over a 20- acre cotton field. The old farmers j J f the county predicted failure, hat the experiment was u great success. Life Without Any Waste. In the Rocky Mountain gold fields is a mine without a dump, writes Rev. R. Scott Stevenson, in New York Observer. Father and sou opened a vein of ore, and with some reward for their labor fol lowed it back into the mountain until at the end of sixty feet the ore failed. One day when they were looking over the desolate place that once promised to pro duce a fortune the son said to his father: “We’ll try again. It looks like Ore had burned off a great pillar of gold, and when it fell it broke m two, and what we’ve dug out was the upper end shoved down the mountain side.” They climed up 200 feet further, dug down and found the original vein, which proved so rich and pure that no dump was needed, for there was no waste. A life of consecration is a life without waste. God can use all such a life brings to Him. Every word spoken in His fear, every act per formed in the consciousness of His eye upon you, every service rendered willingly. He treasures and rewards. A life of real con secration is so near to God it finds and brings to Him only such gifts and services as He is willing to receive and bless. “Oh, yes,” a man in the hotel lobby was overheard to say. “I’m a real farmer now. My farm only costs me about $75 per month now, so you see I’m getting along.” Then the man was heard to comment upon farm labor. “It’s all right to talk about the poetry of farm life,” he said, “but if farm life is poetry I want the prosiest sort of prose in mine. Is there any poetry in greasing harness? Do you find any rhyme and rhythm in milking a double jointed, back action cow twice a day? Well, I guess not.” “But there’s the scenery,” his companion interjected, “and the smell of grain”— “YeB,” said the amateur farmer “and the chiggers, and the red bugs, and holes in the fence, and rats in the seed corn, and the po tatoes sprouting. And if you are through plowing for awhile and haven’t anything better to do you fix the wheelbarrow for recreation, or you can see that the water trough doesn’t leak too much. Then if everything else fails and it’s too rainy to do anything else you can get out a second-hand kit j and fix the crupper on the harness I or nail strips of boiler plate on I the feed box so that crib eater of a plug won’t have too many splin ters in him when he dies. Oh, you can bet I’m too much of a farmer to look at the poetic side of it. I’m a realist farmer; that’s whatl uui.”—Dallas News. Lumpkin County Jury List. (Continued from last week.) The following is the Jury as revised by the Commissioners An gust 1, 11*04: KUOGTOWN. * Caldwell, David W. * Grindlc, James, (Yankee Jim.) Grindlc, Wm. M. * Grindlc, J nines T. * Hnynoy, Webster D. * Jones, Wm. B. * Stancil, Cuder. * Sargent, John F. Shoffict, James S. Sargent James L. * Tate, Thomas A. I\ * White, Geo. B. White, J. W. White. J. T. HIGIITOWEK. Beck, Thomas A. Crain, John B. Conner, Wm. A. Dangler, Josegh Ed. * Davis, Miller. * Gaddis, E. D. Gaddis Samuel S. * Graham, John li. * Healan, Wm. V. * Healan, James L. Jones, James M. Lee, Marcus L. * Lee, Henry T. McDougald, Asbory A. Montgomery, Sum E. Ollivet, Geo. W. Rider, Wm., (Sr.) * Rider, John W. (Rev.) Satterfield, Jacob N. Simmons, John B. Sain, Maxwell W. * Williams, Fulton J. Ward Wm. T. * Williams, F. M. Waldou, John W. JONES’ CREEK. * Berry, Miles W. Grizzle, James H. Lingorfelt, Eldndge. Mosb, Jackson. * Rider, Joseph. * Svvancy, Joseph B. MILL CREEK. Baker, Sherman. * Brackett, John M. * Chambers, Harrison. Elkins, Wm. M. Gay don, Arch D. Mote, D. N. Mote, E. C. Perry, A; C. Perry, John W. Philynvv, Wn>. E. * Powers, Thomas A. Proctor, James W. Sullivan, I). H. Shuffield, Wm. IT. Sain, Thomas C. Thompson, John W. martin’s FORI). Adams, A. Q. * Anderson, Joseph B. Byors, Goo. W. Brown, Geo. W. Bryson, Wm. T. Bowers, Thomas J. * Chapman, Robert. Early, John W. Early, Daniel. * Early, Wm. H. Early. Joseph. * Garyin, Wilks B. Hughes, A. L. Hulsey, Win. 11. * Head, James K. P. Keenurn, Freeman. * London, R. L. London, Frank M. Martin, David P. Patterson, Erskin. * Poore, Alfred N. Poore, Hughes. Roberson, Dock. Skinner, Wm. N. I Teal, Sara T. * Wacaster, John. Wacaster, Daniel. NIMBLE WILL. * Anderson, Andrew J. * Bearden, John K. * Crane, Wm. J. (Sr.) Chester, M. C. REGISTERED The Most Complete Line of .111 ...i ,r !;j ww mm m\\m\\ uml And All Other Kinds o± Mens, Ladies & Childrens Shoes EVER BROUGHT TO DAHLONEGA Other Goods Too Numerous to Mention. W. P. PRICE, Jr. C. W. SATTERFIELD, Dealer in FAMILY GROCERIES AND General Merchandise. Cochran, Frances M. Cronan, J. P. * Cochran, Geo. W. * Cochran, John. Davis, Wm. S. Etris, Wm. A. Foster, James II. Fills, Wm. G. * Fitts, Charles N. Gnmblin, James M. * Long, Miller C. Mracoy, John K. Minccy, Kinchen V. * Minccy, Z. W. Parks, Virgel. Wchunt, Geo. M. Waters, Charles E. j Waters, Henry I), i Wehunt, McClendon. Wehunt, Eldi idge V. * Waters, James B. Waters, T. VV. * Wells, Lewis M. Grand Jurors marked thus * (To he continued.) The difference between rising every morning at 0 and 8 in the course of forty years amounts to 29,100 hours, or 8 years, 121 days 1 and 20 hours, which are equal to eight hours a day f<>r exactly ten j years. So that rising at 0 will he | the same as if ten years of life (a weighty consideration) were ad ded, wherein we may command 8 hours every day for the cultiva tion of our minds and the de- As the Tramp Explained It. A man from Mexico, Jaques Forbes by name, claims to have u typical mother-in-law, indicted with that strange and almost uni versal womanly failing of asking promiscuous questions. “It was only a few weeks ago,” said Mr. Forbes, “that a dilapi dated-looking tramp, with a long, strikingly red nose—one of those all-ablaze noses—applied at the door of my mother-in law’s home for food. “ ‘Sure, said my mother-in-law in response to his request for food, I’ll give you something to eat, but, my good man, won’t you l phase tell me what makes your | nose so red?’ j “Not the least objection, mnd- I mil” replied the tramp. ‘It is simply blooming with pride that it doesn’t stick itself into other people’s business. Good day, madam.’ ”—Louisville Herald. The board of education of GiL met - coiiDty has not complied with the law by failing to adopt the school hooks selected by the stato hoard, but are using much more expensive books, and Bro Tabors, of the Courier, is gettiug after them with a sharp stick. Tlpit's right. We always like to see a man on the side of the widow and orphan- instead of book trusts.