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The Douglas Enterprise.
VOL. 18, NO. 14.
“Paregorical, My Boy, Paregorical.”
With fear and trembling, with nerves drawn to the highest
tension and with the whole air filled with “paregorical” statements,
we make this feeble effort to call the attention of our readers to
the cyclonic article that appears in last week’s issue of the Broxton
Journal. Truth, well stuck to, is the greatest power on earth, but
when it is evaded as one would evade small-pox, yellow fever or
the itch, then there is likely to be something doing; it may not be
for the best interest of the town and community and we might say,
■emphatically, that it redounds to the injury of the town and county,
from which it eminates. Allegorical exageration, of the full wool
•and yard wide variety, has done more to the detriment of Coffee
•county and some of the towns in it than anything else. When one
stands by plain facts and full truth, good results come, but to soar
in the etherial regions of the ancient mythical gods, grasping the
horns of the moon and following in the wide track of Jupiter, leav
ing the milky way between one and old mother earth, traveling
over land and under sea, in the most modern and improved method,
will, ultimately bring one tothe pass between Schylla and Charabdis,
and then the trouble comes. We would very much dislike to make
a trip between his satanic majesty and the deep blue sea with some
things hanging over us.
But back to the matter in question. When we first begun to
read, we thought it was an advertisement of “Red Rock” ginger
ale, with its stereotyped phrase, “Say it Plain,” but a little further,
reading more closely, we decided that it was a veiled advertisement
of DeWitt’s Early Risers. Then came the famous blood
medicines with the “before and after” claims. Then we were
carried into the Arabian Nights, a book composed of one hundred
stories that a king required his wife to tell, an entirely new one
■each night, because, for some reason, she had incurred his disfavor.
Oh ! had that poor woman been the editor of the Broxton Journal,
she would have been so easily enabled to accomplish the job, and
had natural events allowed her to live, she could have continued,
with a new one, each night, until old Gabriel stood, with one foot
on the land ami one on the sea, with his bugle in the Heavens, pro
claiming that time should be no more. Further down, we read
that the first fair brought over five hundred fakirs to Broxton, but
after careful perusal, we found no statement that they had all ever
left. Jack London’s “Call of the Wild” could not be more des
criptive than the “Far cry of the wilderness” that broughtsq.mfVff
fakirs to this goodly‘l^*own. one fact ~ 1
thi 4 fvnd many a man is poor co-day.
The electric lights of Broxton have shown the eyes of Douglas
people, and there are other things that did not shine their eyes so
well. Who established the first bank in Broxton ? Douglas. Who
built the first railroad to Broxton ? Douglas. Who bui ,f . the tele
phone exchange in Broxton ? Douglas. Who built the first large
sawmill in Broxton ? Sweat Bros., of Douglas and Dorminy &
Price. Who has spent ten dollars to every other place one in build
ing Broxton ? Douglas. Douglas people built the railroad, built
the telephone, established the bank, and aided in building the mill
that have made Broxton what it is to-day a good south Georgia
town, in the fine pebly lands of Coffee county, and surrounded by
good farms and good people. In mentioning the Wadley and Mt.
Vernon Extension, they jumped the Douglas Augusta & Gulf en
tirely and went to the Georgia & Florida. In fact, the only consid
eration that Douglas got at the hands of/the prolific, before and
after,” “paregorical” writer, was that Broxton was good enough
to shine the eyes of Douglas people with electric lights.
Ingratitude is the curse of the world. Broxton, or at least a
few of her people, has always fought Douglas. It has had no
effect and will have no effect. (Is it possible that this fight comes
from the residue of the five hundred fakirs, some of which have
never been able to get away from Broxton ?) Douglas people have
always had the kindest feeling for Broxton, furnishing her money
and energy to aid in the building of the town. It is a good town,
Coffee Comfy Fair,
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with about fifteen hundred people, most of them mill employees,
with good school building, and a few fairly good residences, and
a few good people. The farming interests around Broxton are
good, but no better than around Douglas and many other towns in
the county, and on these farms are found some of Coffee county’s
best citizens. Some of our best friends live in and around Broxton,
and we have only the kindest feeling and best will for the future
of the town. We have one hundred and seventy-six nice resident
lots within three or four blocks of the business heart of the town
that can be bought very cheap and on easy terms. If you would
like to know how cheap, we would be glad to tell yob.
Nothing has ever hurt Coffee county like the famous fair that
was first held at Broxton, that brought so many fakirs, many of
which, in all probability are still there. The advertising was exag
gerated in such a way that many who came to see the great country
and the “Fakir” fair, went away very much disappointed and have
from then cursed Coffee county. Unreasonable and exaggerated
advertising does no one any good. If the people come and the
goods cannot be shown, they will go away dissatisfied, as in the
case mentioned, and if they do not come the advertising is lost.
While in St. Louis a few years ago, we saw a large tank that
covered a whole city block, and enquired as to what it was. We
were told that it was the Brewery, and at once made a drive for it,
but soon found that it was the gas tank that supplied the city with
gas. We have underground information that a main has been laid
from this great tank, the largest in the world, to Broxton and the
end has been left open. If they had shone our eyes with gas light,
it would have cost them less.
Long may Broxton’s electric lights shine the eyes of Douglas
people and long may the gas main from St. Louis remain intact, to
furnish the gas to the good Broxton people and the few fakirs, who
may be left, and may, if it is ever the doom of another good woman
to tell a new story every night, the editor of the Broxton Journal
be near to aid her. “Paregorical, paregorical,” nauseating, whew !
How is it that Broxton district has lost over forty thousand
dollars in tax returns this year over last ? We are tKaf t-Hia
k— . as UteWuntry property
Should not have beefPany less. Wi’t it make you feel a little bad
to see as much as wq,s said about Broxton last week when Douglas
district, not as large as Broxton’s, returns three times as much
taxable property ? 'Douglas district gained this year nearly as much
as the Broxton district has returned in all. Broxton returns five hun
dred thousand dol’ars, Douglas fifteen hundred thousand dollars,
gaining over three hundred this year over last. The colored people
of the county increased their tax over thirty thousand, and poor
little Broxton lost forty thousand. Don’t you think that it is time
for that gas mair to close for the summer and that the people of
that district get lown to work.
Since we h<ve been editor of the Enterprise, we have studious
ly avoided that could smack of a controversy between our
friends, and we do not intend entering one now. We have thought
that it was our Juty to say what we have said, as after all we have
done for BroxLn, Douglas does not, in any sense regret it, but
stands at all ti*es willing to help a weak and fallen brother, and
the little bud'aat is trotting along by our side, in the upper part
of the county will find us his friend, even should he ever put on
long pants. - large Texas steer was once crossing the wide plains
of the west, 'hen a fly lit on his horn, saying that it was making
rapid progre , and the “eyes of the whole world was on it.”
The Araiari Nights is a classic that is dear to the hearts of child
hood, and futhe sake of coming generations, desist from eclipsing
this great lok of stories by telling things that you cannot show
to be true.
SI.OO per Annum
Preaching at Mystic, Connecticut.
By ALEXIS D. KENDRICK.
i Mystic is a pretty town of a
few thousand population. It i 3
located on the bank of the Mystic
River, and only two miles from
Long Island Sound. Mr. Tift,
of Tifton, Ga., has a pretty sum
mer home here, and last evening
I had the pleasure of dining with
them in their cozy home.
One of the special features of
this place is the Fertilizer Plant.
The company make th6ir fertili
zers out of fish during certain
seasons of the year. The fisher
men go out in their boats and by
the use of traps and nets catch
in large quantities a certain kind
of fish which they use for this
purpose. v
One of the members of the
company told me that they have
caught as many as one thousand
barrels of these fish in one trap
and at one time. I assured the
man that it looked cruel to catch
the fish and use them for such
purpose, but he assured me that
they were not good to eat, and so
I was very much relieved.
, I purposed to tell the gentle
man that we Coffee county crack
ers were almost dying for fish to
eat and that if they had no more
f<vr th«m th&- °rind them
up and use them to enrich tne
land, that I would like to have a
few barrels to carry home, as the
finny tribe referred to are not
good for food I shall not bring
any with me, so we shall have to
continue eating sweet potatoes
and hominy.
This town is also the home of
the famous Packern Tar Soap,
and while here I have done my
part testing its quality and prac
tice use. After several appli
cations I can heartily recommend
it to all who need cleansing.
I greatly enjoyed preaching
here Sunday to two large con
gregations. The people gave me
their closest attention, and ex
pressed their appreciation of the
sermons.
From Mystic I shall return to
Norfield for the Conference.
We are all quite well and great
ly enjoying our visit North. We
expect to reach Douglas, Au
gust 23rd.