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MARCHING THROUGH GEORGIA.
k What We Find to Talk Ibout on Our
Weekly Travels.
colonization of Virginia, and that
one of his ancesters, named Mallory,
was a signer of the declaration of in
•^dependence.
THE WEEKLY CHRONICLE.
VOL I.—NO. 4. }■
\ walking match will occur at the
stae fair grounds in Macon on Feb.
24. A Macon man has put up ’sloo
for a prize, and will take the gate
money for compensation. For this
prize J. Alf Prater, of Atlanta, and
J. W. Ford, of Macon, will contend.
Ford has a record of 95 miles in 12
hours.
At J. H. Roush <fc Sons’ wheel
factory at Macon a large water tank,
situated ten or fifteen feet in the rear
of the engine room, holding about
3,000 gallons of water, suddenly ca
reened and fell on the shed that cov
ered the boiler. The engine was not
damaged beyond a few broken pipes
which can easily be replaced.
Talbotton New Era: T. J. Mallo
ry, of Belleview says that farming
y>ays, and pays well. He made money
last on rented land and it is his de
sire that his five sons will be all
farmers. Mr. Mallory—whose name
is Thomas Jefferson—says that he
can trace his ancestry back to the
The visit to Warrenton of Mrs.
Mary Rabun of Alabama, to see a
sister whom she had not seen since
both were children, sixty-three years
ago, attracted some attention in the
state press a few weeks age. Now
news comes from Alabama that she
is dead.
The Carnesville Enterprise has
this significant item: “Corn is selling
in Carnesville for $1 a bushel cash,
and we suppose it is as cheap as it
can be sold. Cotton is away down
below zero.*’
Robt. H. Baker, of Walesca, kill
ed three wild turkeys at one shot last
Monday. They weighed 61 pounds.
One of them dressed weighed 17
pounds, ami was sold for $1.25. He
was in his “blind” six hours before
the opportunity to kill so many was
given him.
Mr. John Gilder, a very old man
living in Dublin, is one of the men
who believes in a thorough prepara
tion for death. Some years ago he
had his vault built and a coffin order
ed. When Mr. M. L. Jones’ store
was burned some months ago the
casket was destroyed. Some w T eeks
ago he wrote to a friend in Macon to
send him another. His friend was
slow about attending to the request
and when Mr. Gilder was taken sick
last week he had a telegram sent to
an’undertaker at Macon for a casket
worth $250. Mr. Gilder is quite low
with paralysis.
Dr. Blalock, of Thomaston, had a
lively time Saturday night with his
cow. He went out about 9 o’clock
that night to see how she was getting
on, and she made a lunge for him
and butted down the door, but turn
ed the other way and commenced
butting at the back of the house,
when he stopped up the front and
got his gun and killed her. The
cow was undoubtedly mad. A
strange dog had been about the
premises a week or two before, and
some said it was mad and it must
have bit the cow.
Austell Advertiser: George Daws
was driving a wagon over the old
Mathews bridge across Sweet Water
last Sunday. The mules got fright
ened and backed the wagon off. As
the wagon fell the body slipped off
the wagon and hung on the edge of
the bridge. Mrs. Daws and Miss
Alice Mosely, who w-erein the wagon,
jumped in time to light on the bridge
as the wagon was going over, sus
taining slight injuries. Mr. Daws’
three little children remained in the
body of the wagon and were rescued
in time to save them from drowning.
Fortunately the creek was swol
len. floating the lower end of
the body so as to keep the children
from falling out, or they would have
drotmed.
Story of a Brave Womau’s Life.
Mrs. A. H. Perrine, the Alabama
woman who helped capture the Ful
ton county murderer, Jim Richard
son, in Alabama about a week ago,
is a remarkable character.
She owns and runs a plantation of
4,000 acres in Randall county, Alaba
ma, in the very heart of the negro
belt.
Her executive power is something
wonderful.
There are few men who could suc
cessfully and profitably take her place
as manager. She rules like a dicta
tor.
I^st year she ginned 600 bales of
cotton, running the engine herself.
She is a notably handsome wo
man, superbly made, with a indicat
ing intelligence and masculine deter
mination and nerve.
She never has serious trouble with
the turbulent and unruly negroes upon
her plantation, is thoroughly familiar
with every detail of farm work,
works herself and personally super
intends all the labor, and makes one
of the most successful planters to be
founds in the state.
Her promise is good for an order
of $5,000 at the* store, and her busi
ness obligations are always discharg
ed promptly and exactly. _
For the arrest of the negro mur
derer, it will be remembered, she re
ceives one-half of the reward. The
other half goes to Sergeant Bob Oz
burn, of the Atlanta police force.
“I didn’t think it would do much
good to ask an unknown woman to
help arrest a negro murderer,” re
marked Sergeant Ozburn, yesterday,
“but she fooled me. I have seen po
lice and detectives before, but I never
saw one that could beat her.
“I know very little about her, ex
cept that her note is good for almost
any amount down there, and she is
the nerviest woman I ever saw. Not
one man in 10,000 could manage
those laborers as she does.
“At work on the plantation they
tell me wears short skirts reaching
her knees, and rides and works like
a. man She is plain spoken and
rather masculine in her ideas, but
she bears a good character in every
way and is respected by her neigh
bors.
“She is a mystery. She lives on
her plantation apart from the world,
and don’t ask any odds of anybody.
“She is a remarkably handsome
woman and would attract favorable
attention in any crowd. You cer
tainly wouldn’t think to look at her
picture that she run the engine last
year and ginned 600 bales of her
own cotton. —Constitution.
A Minister’s Suicide.
Capt. R. Bennett, a Baptist minis
ter, and highly respected citizen of
Ware county, committed suicide at
his residence last Monday night, by
shooting himself through the head
with a Winchester rifle. The act was
oommited at about 11 o’clock in the
bed where he lay, near his wife. It
seems that he wss in a sitting posi
tion when the fatal bullet ploughed
its way through his head, as he had
fallen back after receiving the ball.
It is not yet known whether he
killed himself in sleep or deliberately
took his life while awake. The re
port of the rifle awoke the family,
and he was found dead as above
stated. Capt. Bennett was a man
honored and esteemed, and was in
good circumstances, and no cause is
assigned for the rash act, except that
he was in bad health. He was a can
didate at the last election for repre
sentative but was defeated. The mys
tery and cause of this sad departure
yet be revealed.—Valdosta Times.
A little while ago the men were
all urging the girls to learn some
self-sustaining profession or industry;
and now the girls are crow’ding them
out of dry goods stores, counting
rooms, telephone offices, etc., so fast
that they have take? alarm, and from
sheer jealousy, are going round with
pretended apprehension that we are
to have a nation of “hello girls.”—
Fort Valley Enterprise.
No advertising doesn’t come high.
If some men were given the world
they would want you to pay for record
ing the deeds.—Augusta Chronicle.
FORT GAINES. GEORGIA. FRIDAY FEBRUARY 27. 1891.
NOT FOUND IN THE ALMANAC.
Some Funny Paragraphs Overlooked
by the Almanac Writers.
Visitor—That’s a handsome man,
and how docile he looks.
Warden of Prison—Yes, sir; he is
one of the finest murderers we have.
—Judge.
“Strange thing how Winks ever
get the reputation of being a wit,’’
said Jaggleby. “Why the only de
cent thing he has gotten off all the
evening is his S6O overcoat, and he
owes his tailor for that.”—Shoe and
Leather Reporter.
Sambo—What did the doctah say
ailed yer mostly, Bill?
Bill—He ’lowed dat I had a con
flagration of diseases. Fust, de sal
vation glan’s don’t insist my indiges
tion; dat’s makes a torpedo liver, so
I’m liable to go off any minute.—
Texas Siftings. •
She can skate her name in letters,
And her smiles are ; ron fetters
To the dudes who follow after her in line;
But it is when her mother wishes
Her to help wash the dishes—
That is where the skating girl don’t come to
time.
Koch lymph is a clear, reddish
brown fluid. So is Kentucky lymph,
and the reaction of the latter is quite
as pronounced as the reaction of the
former.—Buffalo Express.
Jay Gould is receiving a very
warm reception in the south. He
will reciprocate by making it warm
for the southern people when they
tackle Wall street. — Washington
Post.
Mrs. Stanley is amazed at the
quantities of ice water Americans
drink. But then they drank last year
over 29,000,000 barrels of lager beer,
also, not to mention numerous other
things. The wife of the great ex
plorer must know that we are a thirs
ty people. Boston Globe.
“Ah, doctor, allow me to give you
my heartiest thanks for that medi
cine you prescribed for me.”
“So it helped you very much?”
“Yes, indeed, immensely.”
“How many bottles did you use?”
“I didn’t drink any myself, but my
uncle got away with one bottle, and
soon after breathed his last. I in
herit all his property.”
Mistress —Why, Steeny, you have
used one of my stockings to strain
the coffee with!”
Steeny (new servant girl)—Don’t
be angry, missis, I did’nt take one of
the clean ones.
Countryman (in book store)—My
wife wanted me to get her some good
magazine to read.
Proprietor—Yes sir, how would
the Century Magazine do ?
Countryman—Gosh, no! She wants
a monthly magazine*—Siftings.
’Tis a matter yet of wonder
How in metaphoric thunder
The letter never written promptly came;
That while Henry never wrote it
And while David never got it.
The blamed epistle got there Just the same.
—Oil City Blizzard.
Whisky drinkers say that good
whisky is the best medicine known
But why do the drink the sorriest of
popskull when they are neither sick,
lame or blind?
Uncle George—And so you go to
school now Johnny? What part of
the exercises do you like best?
Johnny—The exercises we get at
recess.—Siftings.
You say you fought all through
the war, but I can’t find your name
on any of the enlistment rolls.
I know it; I wasn’t eqjjsted. I
fought with my wife—Busy Bee.
Russet shoes and the killing sash
will not be fashionable next summer,
but the dude need not be cast down.
Some man milliner will invent a new
way of distinguishing the dude from
the male.—Minneapolis Tribune.
An lowa man jumped off a mov
ing freight train to save walking a
imle He turned over in the air,
shot out in the ditch, and came down
head first in a puddle of mud and
was found with only his legs sticking
out. Even a railroad ditch can’t be
fooled with. v .
•—Brooklyn Eagle.
They Sang “Little Annie Rooney.”
A horse which had been pulling a
heavily loaded wagon suddenly took
it into his head to lie down on State
street, says the Chicago Inter-Ocean,
and then he refused to rise.
A large number of men gathered
around, and, of course, every man
had a suggestion to offer.
“Yank the bridle!” yelled a man in
a buggy.
The bridle was “yanked,” but the
horse still lay there.
“Twitch his tail!” screamed a man
on the sidewalk.
The tail was twitched, and the an
imal seemed rather to like it.
“Poke him in the ribs!” said a third
suggester.
The prodding was promptly per
formed. No result.
“Stick pins in his ear!” remarked
a man, evidently an active member
of the Society for the Prevention of
Cruelty to animals.
’Twas done, but the horse only mov
his head from side to side.
“Three or four fellows get astride
of him and he’ll get up,” was the
next suggestion.
The crowd was ready to try any
thing, and it detailed four venture
some men, who climbed on the
horse and kicked simultaneously
with their double quartette of heels.
But the animal never budged.
The situation was getting serious,
for the' crowd was blocking the thor
oughfare, when a genius yelled:
“Sing ‘Little Annie Rooney’ to
him.”
That was enough. With a snort
of rage the horse raised himself to
his fore feet, then to his hind ones,
and started off so rapidly that many
of the spectators had hair-breadth
escapes.
Didn’t Like Oklahoma.
There were a couple of western
ers, pioneer railroad men, entertain*
ing; themselves and an appreciative
audience by telling stories of the wild
and wooly west.
“One of the funniest things I ever
heard was the story a Swede told of
his experience down in Oklahoma,”
said one of the pioneers. “He had
saved about $l5O, and went down
tnto the land of promise expecting to
make his fortune. He hadn’t been
there many hours, however, before
some smooth fellow secured his cash,
and the poor Swede had to beat bis
way home. Some one asked him
how he liked,Guthrie. ‘No good at
all,’ he said. ‘Whole town tents.
Stores all tents, hotel tent, postoffice
tent. Goat eat up the postoffice, and
Injun get on tear and make pair of
breeches out of hotel. Oklahoma no
good.’ ” —Ex.
Father and Son Fight,
A very disgraceful family row oc
curred adew miles from East Liver
pool, O_, ^ne day last week between
father and son about a young wo
man, the father desired to marry. It
seems the old man, Jacob Young, a
widower 54 years of age, has been
paying attention to a neighbor do
mestic girl named Hattie Swartz, 21
years of age, having a regular night
to call.
The son James having no knowl
edge of his father calling, and she
being fond of company, paid her a
visit without the knowledge of the
father. A few nights ago they both
met, to the surprise of all, the father
demanding an explanation why his
son was there, and the son demand
ing the Same, which led to hot words.
The son having been imbibing a
little, flew into anger and assaulted
the old men, when a regular knock
down followed, the old man being
badly used up, and had to be taken
to his home in a buggy. The son
remained and asked the young lady
to marry him, which she promised to
do, the wedding to take place in a
few days. His father will now dis -
own him forever.
A Nevada paper wants convicted
murderers dropped into the shaft of a
mine in that state which is 896 feet
deep. It says that a person falling
will lose all consciousness after de
scending 400 feet, and the death to be
found at the bottom of the shaft will
be entirely painless axd without any
chance of bunglmg as on a gllows.
HAPPENINGS HERE AND THERE
Related to Our Readers in the Short
est Manner Possible.
Please be sure that notice gets in
the paper to night, said a young
man. speaking of the death of his
wife the other day. She had lots of
friends in town and they will be
pleased to read it.—Atchison Globe.
An lowa justice of the peace did’nt
actually fine a man sll for declaring
that the world was flat, but because
he knocked the postmaster down for
insisting that it was round. It was
a narrow escape, though, and the de
fendant was cautioned to look out
next time.
A goose at Tarrytown, N. Y., has
reached the age of 22 years and is
still sound in mind and body and ap
parently good for five years more.
She has furnished enough feathers
in her life to make three feather-beds
and at her death her body will fur
nish choice eating for an orphan asy
lum.
A Russian civil official reports to
the government that in January he
saw a pack of wolves estimated t >
number 2,000, and that half an hour
later he saw another pack about 500
strong, all seemingly in good condi
tion and prepared to devour anything
eatable which might coma handy.
He adds, as a sort of apology for
making the report, that he was up a
tree when he saw the wolves.
It is claimed that the late Dr.
Hendricks, of South Bend, Ind., sug
gested tke march th the sea to Sher
man two years before be made it. A
woman also makes the same claim.
It was very easy for any body to
make the suggestion.
It is said that in a cigarette there
are five poisons and in a good cigar
only one. So it seems that a fellow
gets more for his mony when he buys
a cigarette. The boys know what
they are about.
The street car companies of Pine
Bluff, Ark., have been consolidated
and are now owned by Wiley Jones,
a rich colored man of that place.
Jones was born in Pine Bluff, and 15
pears ago he run a small barber shop
there. Besides the twelve miles of
street railway he has just purchased,
he owns several business houses,
which bring him a big rent, and two
large parks.
Since the Rev. Sam Jones licked a
mayor, preachers are the most popu
lar candidates for senators If Bam
was in Illinois now instead of Geor
gia there would be a possibility of
doing something besides “proceeding
to call the roll.”
Walton county has produced one
of the curiosities of the age. About
one mile from Monroe there lives a
negroe woman named Betsy Delam
ater, and she has a half Jersey calf
about three months old. The calf
looks like any other of its species,
but unlike any other calf heard of
sucks milk from its own tail This
seems like a fake story, but the calf
has geen seen by a great many citi
zens who are ready to affirm as to
the truth of the story. It is consid
ered one on the curiosities of the
times.
Get Ready for the Racket.
The Morning News says: “An
other weather prophet has broken
loose, and he promises to tear up
things generally. Gales and bliz
zards are to fill the land with ague
and apprehension. From this great
Missouri prophet comes the awful
information that we are nearing the
most destructive storm period of re
cent years —a period that has not
been equaled for atmopsheric and
terrestrial disturbences within the
memory of any persons now living.
The genial citizen who makes this’
cheerful prediction is W. T. Foster.
He says that from May 1, 1891, until
May 1, 1892, there will be one of
general destruction throughout the
United States.”
Better be putting things in order
for the rumpus.
< §I.OO A YEAR.
The Melon Acreage.
Albany, Ga., February 18.—The
South Georgia Melon Growers’ con
vention met here today, and was
called to order by President G. R.
Mcßee, who stated the object of
the meeting to be the consideration of
the increased acreage planted in mel
ons this year, and to devise some
plans for the movement of the crop.
President Mcßee was re-elected, as
was Mr. J. S. Davis, secretay. The
growers were requested to give their
views as to the acreage of this year
compared with last.
A. W. Butler, of Mitchell county,
reported an increase of one-fourth.
Messrs. Patillo & King reported a
similar increase in Lee county, owing
to the new melon lands opened along
the line of the Albany & Cordele
railroad. W. R. Pittman, ofThomas,
reported twice the acreage in his
county,
The discussion which resulted
demonstrated that the entire acreage in
south Georgia will be double that of
last year. Great gains being shown
along the Chattahoochee branch of
the Savannah, Florida & Western
railway and about Whigham. The
entire acreage in Georgia and Al
abama last year was 21,000 acres.
This year it will be 40,000. South
Carolina shows an increase of 50 per
cent, over 9,000 last year.
O. M. Houser, by request gave an
address upon the Macon melon ex
change, just started, with a paid in
capital of SIO,OOO. The exchange
will only distribute, not buy. He
spoke of the disadvantages under
which they started, owing to the un
fairness with which the Georgia and
Carolina exchange was treated last
year and asked the endorsement of
the convention, which was not grant
ed, the exchange not yet being fully
organized and charter not received.
On a Buffalo’s Back.
Lester V. Gridley, a North Platte,
Neb., stockman, related a story of a
ride he once took on the back of a
buffalo, near Fort Wallace, Neb. Re
turning from a hunt alone with the
midquarters of a couple of young
bulls he had killed over his shoulder
he accidentally run into the herd
again and was surrounded before he
realized his situation.
“My dodging in and out almost
caused stampede,” he continued. “1
knew if a panic took place among
the beasts I would be trampled to
death. I suddenly determined on a
a bold stroke, and edging up close to
a shaggy young bull, grabbed hold
of the long hai r on his foreshoulders
and swung myself on to his back.
The bellow that came from the fellow
made me wish I had not decided on
such a risky push for liberty. The
bellowing was taken up by the rest
of the herd, and soon we were flying
along at a terrific rate.
“I was blinded by the sand thrown
by the hoofs of the beasts, but with
my eyes closed hung on like gnm
death. For half an hour the herd
kept up a terrific pace, and during
that time my legs were almost crush
ed out of my boots by the crowding
animals.
“I began to think my time had
come, I was so weak I could
scarcely keep my seat, and was about
to let myself fall from the back oi my
buffalo when I succeeded in scraping
some of the sand out of my eyes. I
discovered then that we were running
parallel with the railroad track, and
as the bank was high and steep the
animals had not ventured to climb
the incline.
“The beast I was riding was the
closest to the track, and J knew that
if I reached the top of the embank
ment I would be safe. I dragged
myself together as best I could and
prepared for a spring. I got my
feet on his back and jumpped for the
embankment. I escaped at the right
time, for the movement of the young
bull’s body sent me flying half way
up the bank, and there I was safe in
the sand. For five weeks afterward
I was confined to my bed.”
Some men are boro for lofty deed.*,
some jeacn the nights t>y degrees,
and some thaw dynamite.—Chicago
Tribune.