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Jones m ft! J -------- G- m rltei. M6.g»ATa.gs r 1 -g-i w-; ■ rS J VOL II. DOT. Ono rainy evening, when Miss Click was practicing her usual scales upon the piano she was start led by a loud, quick ring of the front door bell that irritated her grcatly, for she disli kod exceeding Jy to bo interrupted at such a time, Miss Click was a music-teacher, without having a musical: nature—, that is, she taught music without feeling it, and only practiced be cause she thought it a duty she owed to her pupils. But, then, Miss Click was eight aud-forty, and had had a hard life of it; so it was scarcely to be won dered at that some of her sweet ness had departed with the past, and that her many troubles had soured aud hardened her disposition. “Who can be, this rainy evening some beggar, I suppose?” And finishing up her scale with an impatient thump Miss Click bur ted down stairs and opened the door , , herself, for „ she , did ... not , believe in keeping servants, and lived all alone in that small, two-story house, &he was very much amazed to eee a little girl standing there, scarcely higher than tho door-knob, without any umbrella, and with only’a dilapidated straw hat over her wet and tangled hair. “Bless mo, chiidl Did "you ring the bell?” And Miss Click’s shary eyes trav eled from the bell to tho child, arid from tbe child to the bell again, in much astonishment ccMGyUt. .«n, I the little gul “Well. I should think so. And what do you want?” asked Miss Ciick, whoso WW wero still ir ritated. “1 ., T have , a letter , il r for you to a read, , you please, ” answered tho child, Miss Click, wistfully, and slipping her baud under hoi- cloak, “A letter for me? »V by for me?* 5 And she]poked so fierce that it . Was enough to frighten anyone, let alone a poor, drenched, hungry child. “I’ve taken it. to all tho ladies in the row, and they wealth)l read it. Oh. won’t yon, if you please ma'am’” And there, was almost a sob in tbe childish voice. “Is it a bogging lotto?’” ask Miss Click, after a pause. “No, ma'am,” a trifle indignant iy. “No? Well, come in, [child. I dare say it’s c old out there.” And very abruptly Miss Click turned herself around, and led the way to what she called her library, bidding the little girl to be sure and latch the door after her. “And now, child, what’s your name?” inquiredMiss Click, at once. “Dot”, “Dotf Good gracious! Who nam ed you? But never mind. Where is the letter?” Poor little Dot tremblingly produced it, and walking over to the light. Miss Click spread out the wet and smeared sheet, and managed to decipher that the writer was “in destitute circum. thankful stances, and that she would be so to make a paper lamp shade, bouse, fitting any lamp ir. the for only thirtyfivc cents.” from “Humph!” between came very' scornfully Miss Click’s com pressed lips, and Dot’s heart fell so she was quite unprepared for her bext remark. “And when can 1 have the lamp shade?” “Oh, any time at all, ma’am, To-morrow night,” replied Dot. brightening visibly. “Oh, I dare say,” said Miss Click. That was one of her favorite ex pressions, aDd meant nothing at all to her, but It sounded to poor Dot as if Muss Click doubted her word “OUR AMBITION IS TO MAKE A VER ACIOUS WORK, RELIABLE IN ITS STATEMENTS, CANDID IN ITS CONCLUSIONS, AND JUST IN ITS VIEWS.” aud made lies stand mono in ii'vo of that lady than ever. “Aud what color will it be?” •‘1’ink,/ suggested Dot, timidly, “Pink!” and Miss Oiiok locked quite horrified. 1 ‘Mo, indeed. Brown or garnet, or even black, but ro member ch'ld, no pink nor biuo uor red do you hear?” Aud she frowned so terribly that little Dot was nearly frightened out of her wits and ready to cry. “There, there.” said Miss Click in a kinder voice-she did not mean to be cross, she only did not under stand children—“never mind, Dot: you tell can go now, only 1 wanted to lous von that pink is a very ridicu color, and tell your mother 1 advise her to change your name or you will never get along in life. 1 dare say' she won't though. Good-by, child; dont fall.’’ And as the little figure walked 0 ff j u the rain Miss Click shut the door and hurried up to her pratic ing again without further interrup tion, torgettiug all about poor little Dot and the lamp shade in less than a m ;,, u t 0 . The next evening, at tho same hour, when the piano was undergo— ]j,g the same monotonous tn at rnent, there was another pull at the j 0 or-be!l, and though it. was loud and quick as before, it failed to irri tate Miss Click’s nerves as it had done the evening previous. Upon opening the door a sorrow ful sight greeted her eyes. Dot was sobbing bitterly and-her small frame quite ^ shook with the excess of her r ief. -h. - - — - her sobs, Mass Clicx laid her nand on her shoulder and led her into the toHin- l'or l'j bo *„,! m ua she had stopped cryu.j, she woiud like to near what was tile cause cl her trouble: Pooi Dot sobbed on quietly for awhile, ami then with a grout effort manayd to inform Miss Click that her mother was sick and tho shade only half done. “Oh, I dare say; and so you have to collect half the money?” The voice was not unkind, it was only her natural way of sponkii'g.. but, of umrso, HttU Dot was not web enough acquainted villi her to kiiow lluit. “I don’t want any money,” rarkl d so indignantly ihat the tears were s§on dried. “Mamma fell down stairs; she was going out to buy some glue, and she was dizzy, she said. Oh, ma’am, she’ll finish your lamp-shade if she don’t die; but she’s so—so sick.” And Dot burst into tears again. There was a long silence. Miss Click’s heart was touched, probably the first time for years, and the quivering little figure before her be came quite indistinct for a minute or so. “What is your name, my—dear?” She quite hesitated over the last word, it had been so long since she had pronounced it. “Dot.” “Yes, I know; but your other name?” “Temple, if you please,” with a little catch of her breath. “What!” And Miss Click’s voice was so sharp aud sudden that Dot nearly jumped out of her chair, “Dot Temple is my name, Do you mean that, ma’am?” But Miss Click did not seem to hear; she was sitting bolt upright in hez chair, with her hands ciasped tightly in her lap, and her sharp eyes fixed on vacancy. Evidently the name bad called up a long-forgotten vision of tho pa*. Dot was beginning to grow alarmed, when a voice—quite a new one, it seemed to her—said, slowly ; GRAY, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, JANUAUY 26, 1889. ■ “What is your mother’s dear?” “Lizzie. Mamma takes in!'sew mg*” “And your father?’’ “I. dont remember my father—lie died so’long ago.’’ “And his name vuis—” “Mark. Oh, did you* know him, ma’am? Do you know mamma?” Dot, eagerly, But/there“was“no answer,'and m the dim light Dot saw that Miss Click’s face was pale' jand’trculbed. What, con'd it mean—oh, what could it mean? BuPDot was too'young tojeason, aud so she sat strangely silent, afraid io speak, afraid to move, and it might" have "been ten minutes when suddenly Miss I Click arose and said: “Remain r here~untilyl*return.” And then Dot was left alone, anx ious and wondering, She soon came baekYvithher’bon net and shawl on/and taking Dot’s hand they went “out ’ together, tho leading tile way to her poor home. Before a shabby frame house in a narrow street they stopped. Dot opened the door andlgsped : up stairs to the third floor, closely fol lowed by Miss Click, who wondered if it was true—it it" possibly, could he i rue. Yes'! for she - had caughfa glimpse of a wide ... face on a pillow, ... that tU. teen years oiabsence t»tvi not blotted from her memory. “•Mamma.” and Dot’s'voice bem ‘•'A*' h,lg eve f, before Dot <moke and bad re fy banished mJ, f 0 C1 leg b ■, was cold .. as „„ lor Dot’s T , ,, mother ,, ice, *’ u . “ ■ , L , * <jr * Before they brought her quite to, Dot had learned that the lady whom she had been so much Iraki was her aunt—her mother's sister—and that because of that bad* happened in past they had parted in anger, never met again until now, all hard feeling was forgotten a moment. And then such a j' y fnl time as there was when Dot’s was made to understand and Tm was forgiven, and how Dot * •■.•cognized I he woman cold heart was warmed in' a of penitent tears, as tbe one had so fngtened hereby her manner only the evening before. And then, in the course of a few , Dot and her mother left their home and went to live in Click's comfortable one, the latter soon grow well and loved and cared for by her and helpful little daughter. And then, too, Dot learned to make lamp-shades, until the whole wss full of them—even pink blue ones—and her new-found admired them. For was it through had one of the"e that all joy been brought about? arid she po sibly dislike anything had been the means of making her life so happy and giving her such a charming and affectionate little niece? __ A LIBERAL OFFER. An Artistic Twelve Page Annua! Calendar, beautifully decorated with highly-finished water-colored pic tures representing the four seasons— Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall— wUl be sent Free to any person who sen ds six cents for a sample copy of tho New York Ledger. Address ROBERT BONNER’S SONS, Pub. *” , ' This Calendar is worth fully 25 cents. Jones County Sheriffs Sale. «. —wii job -mmtmmttxmaKrmmat. rt—v Mi^rwr-a i n GEORG lA—Jones Courtly. Hodjldoor W® be sold before the Court in Clinton during the legalpours of saloon the first Tues day Q| % Fcb’y next at public outcry ouo horse power steam engine tna,nf ra ctured by A. B Fimjnhar & t o, ora rubber bolt nnd engine fix shall tures^S satisfy the property' !i of fa II. from ,f. Jones Mar v> one Supers r Court in favor of John S. biowfcrt & Bon for use &c vs II. E iJnthjngb, Biushall. Phillip Hutchings and if. J Said property found in said possession fl. J. Marshall. of and Jan. pointed 2nd out 1881). by W. W. BA UPON, _|| {Sheriff Cou” .1 on cs Co. GhSltGl A— Jones t tr, WmjIj be sold beforo thoCourt housejat. legal pie Clinton hours, Ca., the during first Tues- the on day in February five 1889 at land public out cry ninety in'Hammonds acres of said more State or less Disk and county, bounded by lands of II. B. Ridley, G W Waymml and others know.#as the W T Chihls place and now in his possesion, levied on as \ he property of mid W T Childs by vir tue cf one n fa from Jones Superior Court in favor of W B. & O. G Sparks vs W. T Childs and W. A Malone. Written notice served on W. T Childs tenant in possession. W. W. BARRON, Jan 3rd 1889. Sheriff Jones Co. GEORGIA —Jones Count y. WILL bo sold before the Court , houBe hoursJR *1 sale Clinton tbe during first J ueauay the legal on in Fctru ,, fe-v/it; y ncsfcat public blaek outcry mule, mules one mare bj^tk horse mule, one 'Wb^dorm “ ^Wcmuie Bragg and B. J Turner Sureties. Said mules found in tbe Cl possesion y. J 'i'mner. This th. BARRON, day ’ W. W. Sheriff Jones County'. EXECUTOR’S SALE. GEORG IA—j ones Conn ly, Will bo sold before the Court House door, in tbe town of Clinton in said county, on the first Tues day’ in February next, between following the legal hours of sale, the wild lands, belonging to tbe estate of John B. Walker, ialo of said county deceased. Lot No. 363—8th of Ware. Lot No 221—9lh of Ware, Lot No 41— 14th of Decatur, Lot No. 217—27th of Decatur, Lots No’s 172 and 173— 1st of Lee. Lots No’s 260 and 12th of Wilcox, Lot No 39—13th of Habersham, Lot No 90—llh of Carroll, Lot No 61— 27i.li 2nd of Gilmer, Lot No 112—L2th 1st Lumpkin, Lot No 284—7th 1st of Fannin, Lot No 340—1st 4th of Folk, Lot No 148—3rd 2nd of Cherokee and half interest in Lot No 285—12th 4th of Walker. Sold by authority of the last will and testa ment of the said John S. Walker, dec’d, for divisions among the heirs, Terms Cash. Jan. 3rd 188.9. F. J. WALKER, .J.U. WALKER. Executors. Or dinary’s Office, Jones Co-, G. Nov. 17 th 1888. Whereas, Pleasant K. Bird, Exe cutor of Estate John W. Bird dc ceased, applies to mo for Disrnis gjon. These are to cite all persons concerned to show cause if any fI hove . to , ,, tho contrary , at . ... this l0 y office on or by the first Monday in March next. Witness my hand officially, it. T. ROSS, Ordinary BUY YOUR TTUllkS» Satchels- POCkst ' B30k3, and FanCVeather * nrtf\TV G0Qi>O, FROM THE FACTORY AT FACTORY PBfCES. Macon Trunk Factory, J. Van & Co. 4103kd St. .Macon Ga NO. 11 'm im sMof G-ray G-ecrgia. I TIE HIE OF TIE 6, & ft. R.R. Having recently furnished my Shop with the most im proved tools am now prepared to do carriage work in all its branches and will do better work for less money than any other shop in the county. Bring in your old buggies and wagons and for a little money I will make them look like new ones. New work built to order only. Satisfaction guaranteed in all my work. Give me a tria and be convinced, 2 5—3m. II. A. MORGAN. W. T. WOMACK. Ol^AXiESB m Farmer’s Supplies and General M erchandise, Such as are kept in first-class houses. I am also prepared to pay’ tho highest market prices for cotton as I do tho work my sell and save tho usual warehouse expenses. Cotton shipped to me will receive my person al attention. All cotton iu store fullly protected by insurance. CH Sk MM A r.sa hmm|| 1 SllS , IwH'* - fh,:".for som o and ai M . Very Ucepcctfidly, W. T. WOMACK, 0—8—3m—1888. EAST MACON, <JA !*»:/. \sS W. BOM’S-o . MI rioU/rl T\\ m i \0 Willi Beds Free to Customers. TJffiP.W°F W5MQVW fiQAR? and Tobacco^ ■-AT THE BAR,- FILLING JUG a AND BOTTLES A SPECIALTY. Come once and you’ll come again. Morgans Corner, aeon, Ga 9-8—If. —--Ti—m—nrmi g iTTT m n'ra i r . ii' a i r ' i ■nw . ..... .. muni CAMPBELL & JONES. . For Nineteen Years Past We have conducted Cotton Factor ago at our Warehouse, corner of Second and Poplar Streets, Macon, Ga., and now at tho opening of another season, once more offer our services to planters and shippers of cotton, pledging close personal attention to tho interests of our patrons. Grateful to old friends and desiring to make new ones, wo are yours truly Oct20tf. Campbell & Jones. 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