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THE A Live Weekly Paper on Live Issues Published Every Friday Morning, at Crawfordville, Ua W-D-SULLIVAN- Proprietor RATES OF SUBSVRIPTIOS: Single Single Copy, (one year.) • • !■» Single Copy, Copy, (six months.) . M 00 (three months.) . . . 30 -4.*PT,A suft*the d I£Jl isin 8L "'*** rates * liberal Ci#ltS BOOK PriceS to * SI '' times. A Cruel Murder. Dexter, Me., February 23. —Last evaning J. W. Barron, treasurer of the Dexter Sav¬ ings Bank, did not return home as usual. Inquiries were made for him, but he could not be found. This excited suspicion. The bank officers searched at the bank, and the doors were found locked; The Cashier of the National Bank, then opened his vault, which is connected with that of flic savings bank, and he could hear Mr. Barron groan¬ ing. The doors of the savings batik rooms were next opened, but the vault was found locked. A small person was then passed through an aperture of the vault, and he found Mr. Barron lying in the vault hand¬ cuffed, gagged and a rope around his neck; ThO cashlef was taken out senseless, and re¬ mained so until about half-past five this morning, when he expired. He had several bad wounds upon bis forehead, which probably caused his death. The burglars idently murdered him because he would not open the safe at their command. It is thought ., , the net ____ done between was 5 and 6 o'clock last night. Intense excitement prevails. Tim robbess secured’ less than 8 too by their fonldeeff, A Dream that Cost $3,500 In last July Jffr. John A. Pittsford, Superintendent of the Mt. Blanchard Union .Schools, Ohio, was married to Miss Josie Smith. Miss Lena M. Howard, of Morrow county, commenced proceedings against him in the Hancock Common Pleas Court for breach of promise of marriage, laying her damages at ten thousand dollars. The case came up for trial last week, and, by his own letters, It was proven that he had promised to marry her some time, before, and that he was eneaged to her up to within less than a month of his marriage with anqRiqr girl; that he visited her frequently ; Atqit he gave suggestions as to her bridal outfit, awl examined and i nspcct ■ed the same ; that he voWed often he would marry her, “God being willing," and that be fiually broke the engagement on the ground that he had had a dream, in which nnotion came into his brain that It would ** he good for him to marry her, and then in less than a month lie went off and married the other girl. His letters further showed that lie offered to purchase the bridal trosseau of the girl lie had thus cruelly cast off. The each occupied nearly a day In Its trial, and the jury brought in a verdict of S3, 500 damages.- ■ Finplay Courier. • —-« The Diver and the Sharks. *‘1 dove once in Mobile bay, where I put three hundred chains under an ironclad. gratest annoyance that we had there sharks. They didn't hardly dare tackle because with our armor we looked more like scarecrows than anything else. They would come sailing along, and gradually swim up towards us with their great big mouths wide open, but when within a few feet of us they would stop and lay there fiapjdn, their fins and looking, it seemed to mic, like the very devil himself. Finally we •devise a way to scare them off that never fail¬ ed to frighten them so that they would stay away an hour or longer before they dare to come back. The armor that we wear is air-tight, you know. Our jacket sleeves were fastened around our wrists with an •elastic, so that the air could not escape. By running my finger under the sleeve of my jacket i could let the air out, and as it rushed into the water it would make a sort •of hissing noise and a volume of bubbles shoot up. So whenever those infernal sharks would come prowling around me, I ■would hold out my arm toward them and, putting my finger under the elastic of my jacket sleeve. I would let a lot of air out and send a stream of bubbles into the shark’s face with a hissing noise like steam from a gauge-cock. The way that those sharks would go scooting off was funny to be-hold.” That Fetched Him. Ih one of the Western States a man was brought into court on a charge of assault ahd battery, presented by his wife, and His Honor asked the man why he had struck his wife. “She called me a worthless, lazy loafer ; but it wasn’t that." "Well ?’■ "She said oUr Whole family weren’t fit for fish bate ; but I didn’t get mad with for that.” "What was it, then?” “She shook ber fist under my nose a said I was too lazy to die, but I knowed was excited and let that pass. She’s got /earful temper, your Honor." “1 wish to know if you had cause for the act,” said the court. "I guess I had, Judge. She come ®p and spit in my face, and said I vneanet Hum pizen ; but I didn’t hit her “What then?" "I knowed her temper, and I sot there and whistled "Hold the Fort," and 1 bearing with her, when she turned round, gin my coon dog the sttlashingest kick— lifted him rightont’n doors onter his head, That fetched me. Judge, if there had been forty lions and a camel in the road, J’d have skinned her or died trying." Here is a quaint style for a love letter : He says he loves you to X S, You’re virtuous and Ys; ^ ^ All others in his Ls. _______ “Facts are stubborn things,” said a husband to his wife. “Are they,” she answered. “Then what a fact you must be.” A fellow in Portland, Or., pawned his artificialteethforwhiskey.—Ex. Pshaw! We know a fellow who runs his whole face for a single nip. The Democrat Yol. 2. POETRY. ---■ So Kiss. "Kiss me, Will,” sang Marguerite Td a pretty little tune. Holding up her dainty mouth, Sweet as Roses born in Juue. Wili was ten years old that day, And he pulled her golden curls Teasiugly, and answer made : "I’m too old—I don’t kiss girls." Ten years pass, and Marguerite Smiles, as Will kneels at her feet, Gazing fondly iii her eyes Praying,‘‘Boh t you kiss me, sweet?" ’Rite is seventeen to-day ; With her birth-day ring she toys For a moment then replies : "I’m too old—I don’t kiss boys ?” Persevere. BT C. X. PIKE. 1 oung man, toil on obscurely, Struggling-gainst an adverse tide. Which the mooingworldd^Ute ; Faint, not fear not, brave the cu relent, Face the storm, however rude, Truth will triumph, thou wilt conquer, God will ne'er forsake the good. Do the proud deride thy calling, Mock thy efforts at the start, With a scoffing coldness, galling To thy proud and honest heart? Persevere ! attain a station With the gifted and the great, Those who now scorn thy vocation, They will gladly kiss thy feet. nas the venomed breath of slander, On thy lordly fame been hurled, From the serpent soul of envy, That would keep the worthy down ? Persevere! with manly patience, Time will heal the wound you feel, From thy name such taint may vanish, As thy breath from burnished steel. For encouraging example, Scan the names on history’s pages— Those who most thy race have honored, Giving glory to their age ; Names of Newton and of Franklin, And a thousand more as bright, Names that gain increasing glorv, With the world's increasing light. Persevere! Unceasing effort, Humble though and weak it be, May o'ercome whate'er opposes, And work miracles for thee, Be assured rcwaid will follow, Gold will come to him who delves, Honest industry must prosper— “God helps those who help them¬ selves.” MISCELLANEOUS. HOW SHE LOST HER REASON. We were on the steamer Ventura, which afterward went to pieces off the coast of Monterey, The Ventura was a fine-looking steam¬ er, and well manned, and plied between San Francisco and the lower coast, carrying freight and passengers. I do not remember bow many of the latter were on board the boat at the time I write; my recollection alone re¬ calls two persons—a young girl of seven¬ teen, or thereabout, and a man of forty. I remember the man of forty very dis¬ tinctly and 1 may say vindictively, for he threatened to kick me into the sea if I didn't mind my own business ; and as for the girl of seventeen, I remember her because she was in company witli this man, and wore mourning, and was al¬ together very pretty and interesting. Do not misunderstands me ; she was not pretty in the sense that other girls are pretty ; she was not bright animated, chatty ; on the contrary, she was cold as an icicle ; she never smiled, she scarcely ever looked up; she was like a person brooding over a terrible wrong. Her black eyes had a faraway look, as if try¬ ing to pierce the gray hills, or, when turned on the water, they seemed to fathom the ocean ; yet, I believe now that her mind was turned inward, and she saw nothing external, Probably you would like to know what business I had observing this J young girl so close. That is a question j cannot answer ; I do not know myself, , t „ t j was y0U ng, and perhaps, ' curious - not , onl , >' tb}3 ’ , bufc , Very lm i ,res ' sible. As I have said, she was a girl of pe¬ culiar behavior and appearance ; she 00 , ^ e< ^ , *^ b no one e , 3e „ ^ , ia< ^ ever 8een i ^ began to wonder and think and conjecture who she was, where she cams from, and whither she was going. She was on the forward deck in the morning and at noon and at night, all the time at tl,e water or at the distant hil,s of the sk >’‘ or at 80me creature of her own fancy Seating in the air. Had this big, black-whiskered man hot been constantly by her side, I would have questioned her at once on the cause of her strange melancholy, but, as it was, I merely kept my wondering eyes on her, all the while thinking, all the while building around this mournful beauty the walls of a terrible mystery. The first night I even dreamed about her. She was the last person on deck, and as I left her still bending over the railing Crawfordville, Georgia, March 8, 1878. looking at the foaming sea, I went to my room, and retiring dreamed that she was the daughter of the man who was constantly watching her, and that he was a murderer. I dreamed more than this, a disconnected story, altogether improbable and wild, and the next morning, long before any one else was up, I was on deck, ready to seize upon any new developments. I had no idea of finding or seeing any thing of a startling nature, but I did find and see just this and nothing more. It was simply a thin strip of paper torn from a memorandum-book and covered with elaborate writing, which when interpreted, had this significance : “Jean : The way to kill him is to cut off his head. Do it and I will give you a thousand dollars. “Margaret.” This was a strange note, and I won dered about it more than a little. I could scarcely believe that it was the '™ rk ° f the y0Ung gid in mournin *’ y et a11 the circumstances of the case tended that way. But what did the note siguify } Was there a dark deed of blood contemplated ? And who was Jean, or for that matter, who was Margaret ? I still held the note in my hand as the young woman came on deck, but she did not see it, nor did she see me, but pass¬ ing to the prow of the boat, she leaned over the railing and fastened her eyes on the gray hills in the distance. I do not remember how I felt at that moment; I only know that I stepped forward, and with a voice that I could not control, asked the dreamer if were not afraid of falling into the water. Then, like a Hash, she turned her eyes on me and said : “Afraid of the water ? You do not me, it seems. I am afraid of noth¬ ing. Who are you ?” I told her my name, but she did not to comprehend my words ; but, with her black eyes still upon me, spoke again: “Are you going far ?” “To Los Angelos,” I replied. “Do you live there V” * “No; do you ?” “Yck, when they will let me. I have been away for a year.” “That’s a long while,” I said. “I suppose you are glad to get back.” She did not reply to this, but, sweep¬ ing the deck with her eyes, said quickly : “Are you rich V” “No ; on the contrary, I am poor.” “What could you do with a thousand lover Snd the man who took his and aqsks oaly to wreak vengence on murdetar.” I understood all now, and turned go, anShere, coming < up the walk, ' the and the * dk(not girl. I wish to meet them, so my r fr**d by the arm, we took a path tithe road. FooWeral weeks following I nothin!' of the case, when one my frii^d, the journalist, told me the b’Kutiful but unfortunate Marga><t, was dead. She ’pd bribed a Mexican to brill), her a tarantula, and placing enornwps spider on her bare arm, Cleopatra of old, deliberately loft world. t~ ' Vhy in Durance Vile. As a matter of curious criminal tics we present a statement of crimes those ctfcfined in the penitentiary 1870. L The tmole number of convicts ed into me penitentiary since 1870 1585, the crimes for which were serdenced classify as follows : For buglary of bouses, 482. “For fee crime of simple larceny, in eluding tog stealing. 302. For tie crime of arson, outsido Capital Convictions, but including commendations to mercy, 59. For Ui'fcrime of rape, 52. For burglary in the day time, 20. For burglary in the night time, 45. For mrtaslaughter, 98. For assault with attempt to murder, 155. < For For larceny from the house, 54. mipder, C7. For larceny from a vessel, 16. For an assault with intent to rape, 22 For forgery, 27. For shooting at another, 11. For aid'ng prisoners to escape, 11. For effecting an escape, 11. F »r misdemeanors, 47. For fal^s imprisonment, 1. For catfg,stealing, 6. For obsoteting railroads, 3. For big 6. For si) :r trng* 4»kcgm*td, For false swearing, 3. For beastial ity, 3. For illegal voting, 3. For horse stealing, 2. For seduction, 2. The color line is strongly drawn in the list of convicts, and shows a fact which the philanthropist may well consider and debate. Of the females in the penitentiary there are, whites, 1; blacks, 42. Of the men in the penitentiary there are, whites, 150; blacks, 1035. The average age of all the convicts now in the control of the State is 25 years. The oldest convict is 90 years of age, and the youngest ten.— Atlanta The note I had found came into my mind like a flash, and for a moment I could not speak. Was the gill going to offer me money to take a human life ? As I did not answer at once, she repeat¬ ed the question, and I said : “I could do a good deal with a thou¬ sand dollars, but I refuse-—” The girl gave a suspicious glance over the deck, and turning, I saw two black eyes glaring at me, and the next moment the tall, black-whiskered companion of the girl strode towards us. “What do you here ?” he said, look ing at me sharply. “Nothing,” I replied, “only looking at the sea. Who are you ?” “I am the guardian of this girl,” he thundered, “and don’t you dare to speak to her again.” And here is where he threatened to me into the sea I left the deck at once, more perplexed ever, and I saw neither the man nor the woman again that day or the and then we landed. At the wharf I met a reporter of one of the city papers, and I showed him the note without hesitation, and he smiled and said: “I understand it. Come with me.” Half an hour later we entered a yard which led to a low rambling house, on the veranda of which was a mail of great age. His hair was perfectly white, like¬ wise his beard, and his form was bent and tottering. “What is it ?” said the old man, as we halted before aim “A note from your grand-daughter,” answered my friend, the reporter. “What does she say ?” “She offers Jean La Rus, the murder¬ er 81,000 to kill Vasquez, the renowned robber.” “Poor girl 1” sighed the old man. “I fear she is as crazy as ever. My son, 1 suppose, is bringing her home.” “Yes,” and then turning to me the reporter said : “You do not understand this, so I will tell you the story.” “This young girl is crazy; she has been in the asylum at Stockton for over a year. To begin with, she had a lover, a fine young man, who met bis death eighteen months ago at the hands of • Vasquez, the robber. A former lover , the girl hired the outlaw to commit deed, and when it was known that was dead, Margaret lost her ■ Everything has been done that can 1 dene. She thinks constantly of All About Heads. “Heads are of different shapes and They are full ot notions. Large heads do not always hold the most. Some persons can tell just what a iierson is by the shape of his head. High heads are the best kind. Very knowing peo¬ ple are calling long beaded. A man tiiat won’t atop for anything or anybody is called hot headed. If lie isn’t quite so bright, they call him soft headed. If he won’t be coaxed or turned they call him pig headed. Animals have large heads. The heads of fools slant back. Our heads are all covered with hair ex¬ cept bald heads. There are barrel heads; heads of sermons—and some ministers used to have fifteen heads to one sermon ; pin heads ; head of cattle, as the farmer calls his cows and oxen ; head winds ; drum heads ; cabbage heads ; at logger heads ; come to a head, like a boil; heads of chapters ; head him off ; head of the family ; and go ahead— but first be sure you are right.” How She Saw the Runaway. Oh, it was a terrible runaway 1 You an umbrella was carrying a man, it frightened a buggy, and it started run oS with the horse, and they ran the lamp-post and knocked the side¬ walk down, and upset a little baby who was carrjing its mother in her arms, and some apples, and knocked all the out of the peanut-stand, and then they went down the lightning like a street, and knocked three spokes out of the horse’s hind legs, and took the hide off the wheel, and I fell out and run a mud-puddle into my head clear up to my shoulders, and the mud got full of my mouth and ears and eyes, and I’ll never get over it, and it’s awful 1 Habitual liars invent falsehoods not to gain any end or even to deceive their hearers bat to amuse themselves. It is partly practi .e and and narflv partly hahir habit. If It r*- re quiret; an effort m them to speak the fc-y if the tfese to mheerifce. c»!y 82. Yo. 10 POETRY. ■ —------- Church Buies far Laulies. ^reas bard all morning, such is fate, , Then enter church some minutes late. All eyes will then be turned on you, And will observe your bonnet new. Let humble modesty wreath your face. And take your seat with faultless grace Let all your thoughts be fixed on high, And rearrange your cardinal tie. Think ho# religion's prone to bless, And criticise your neighbor's dress. Let your heart be filled with praise, And notice Mrs. Miggie's lace. Putfrom your mliid all thoughts of stn, Aiid readjust your diamond piu. TjSnk of how religion proves, MtkI then smooth out your buttoned glove. Catch well the precepts as they fall And smooth the wrinkles in your siawl. Think of the slnnefs’ fearful/ate And notiet^f your bonnet’4 straight. ' Pray for influence divine— That lady's basque, mark the design. Let tender peace pos^ss your mind, And criticise that hat behind. / Reflect on certain i graces j^enr, And fix your curl /oeliiml your ear. Let your heart warm with silent prayer, And vieyr that jjjjrrid green sflk there. Reflect upon the picked ways, See If your gold chain is out of place. A * Think of the burdeusUlirisUans bear, And notice those strShge ladies there. The last words hear with contrite heart, And fix your pull-back before yon start. CORRESPONDENCE. [Forthe Democrat.] Olio. Mr. Editor :—Business and pleasure allowed me the satisfaction of the tramping ground of mv days; and to recall many of scenes and occurrences that entered the mak^-up of the hakprou days of Here aro the same hills, vales and that were here years agone, and the latter there are many creditable These all seem pleasant.— are a few eyes which shone and with youth and vigor then that changed now. The eyes have dim, the plumpness of the cheek gone, the raven gloss and silken hue left the hair, and a silvery gray taken their place. The elacticity of step has departed—W’liy this change. ? Old Time answer. Many changes have taken place here the better during the past thirty AVhen it is remembered that is the first town the wri¬ ever saw, some 30 or 40 years ago. it lie conceded that few are more ca¬ to note and appreciate these chan¬ than he. A walk among the tombs an increase in the borders of “the of the dead,” and another along streets impress the mind with the that though the older workmen are younger ones are succeeding—and the work on. Now and then a silver gray head is seen amid the wliirljiool of busy life, linking the present with the past gene¬ ration. So stand old buildings, inter¬ mixed with the new, the new eclipsing the old both in size and architecture, but the old ones have a hold on the mind which renders them dear to the memory. I note these improvements with pleasure, and give credit to your citizens for enterprise, thrift and Prominent among these I notice The Democrat, which ned by a dauntless crew, and with a ful and fearless hand upon the helm, is cutting its way over bars and through breakers to success, power and influence. “So mote it be. ” Its success is one of the very liest evidences of the intelli¬ gence of the people of dear old Talia¬ ferro, and in common with its hundreds of readers and friends I freely give it the full measure of praise it deserves.and wish it a long life in the career it has be¬ gun. Other improvements are worthy of remark ; the orderly, quiet conduct in town during court week, the sobriety of your J citizens, a resident ministe! ... of ... the gospel, an additional , church, . . all .. show the spirit of enterprise Which have ated your peope in late years. And, too, you have an increase of good lawyers, doctors, merchants, tradesmen and sans. You , nave two . churches, . . all „ , . aWe and nice, and many young and . gentlemen, ,, and j. a large number i lovely children, and many ‘‘pious thers • l,„ and mothers in Israel, Tc—..*.1 ii an ,.nA u n Sabbath School ! Will not these onea M have some regrets regrets, bv-and-hv Dy-and Dy, ^his great oversight ? Parents, if flo not preoccupy the minds of vour "-"-fr •»* structxons the evil one will orter sow tareu-even while THE DEMOCRAT ADVERTISIXO RATI.* ; One Square, first j&tertMi 3 1 One Sqaaz* .*»cl»i>uWvqu« nt inseitioii 71 One -Square, three months 10 One .Square, twelve-months —J3 t!" Quarter Half Column Column, t« elve months . . 'A< (a) twelv« mow M 30 M One Column twelve mouths . 100 00 W One Inch nr Less considered as a square. We have no fractions of a square, all fractions of squares will be counted as squares. Lllwrai deductions made on Con¬ A great mistake is made by vour ag riculturists. First, by planting so much cotton ; second, byj using so much gua¬ no ; and, third, by buying so much com and bacon. It is a fact worthy of note, that before the war we seldom heard of broken farmers, and then it was the exception, and not the rule, to hear of a farmer buying either corn, meat or (lent. Then men grew rich by farming, now they became poor, and are often, very often, driven into the home dead or bankruptcy. The farmer is the heme' and sinew of the country, and when l.e fails of success everything else languish¬ es. He can and ought to alter this state of affairs. With a system of agri¬ culture inaugurated that would render the farme fully and in every particular self-sustaining, the farmer himself would grow rich, and every other department of business prosper. It is worse than idle to say that this is false reasoning or that it cannot be done. To those who may inquire, why all this Interest, let me say it has been prompted entirely by memories of the past, and a sincere desire for the prosper¬ of the people of my native county, jjliose clav wraps the sleeping dust of an elder brother, and the acquaintance with inlf^iy who by their kindness and aeffc tion made the sun shine brighter in the long %o. Louts B. Bouschelle. Jfii tville, Burke Co., Ga. m — Strong Butter. “Why is It, my son, that wheu you drop your bread and butter It always drops butter side down ¥” “I don’t know ; it bad not orterdo it. The strongest side orter be uppermost, hadn’t it, ma¥ and this is the strongest butter that I ever did seed.’* ‘''* 8< ’ ,n ° °* V ° Ur “What 1 did she churn it ¥ The great lazy thing 1” "Your aunt V” “No, this yer butter. “Why, my son ¥” “To make tlio old lady churn It, when it’s plenty strong enough to church it¬ self. Don’t you think so, ma ¥” “Be still, Zibi ; r it only wants Working over to bo good. ” “Well, if I’s you, when I did it, I’d put in lots of molasses. ” “You good for nothing f I have eaten a great deal worse in the m >st aristocratic boarding-houses. ” “Well people of rank certainly ought to eat it.” 3 Why ¥” 3 ’Cause it’s rank butter.” 3 fou varmint, you! What makes you talk so smart ?” “The butter lias taken the skin off my mouth.” “Zibi, don’t lie 1 I can’t throw away the butter.” “I’ll tell ye, inarm, what I’d do with it keep it to draw blisters. You orter see the flies keel over a id (tin the min ute they touch it; it’s ’stonishing." “Well, my son, if you keep ou lying at this rate, you will keel over Io > some day, and go to a place too but for butter. Now wash your face and come to sup¬ per.” A Puzzled Justice. A man named Josh was brought be¬ fore a country squire for stealing a bog, and three witnesses being examined, swore they saw him steal it. A wag having volunteered bis counsel for Josh, knowing the scope of the squire’s brain, arose and ad(lres o ed Dim as follows! “May it please yer honor, 1 can estab¬ lish this mans honesty beyond the shadow of a doubt, for I have twelve witnesses who are ready to swear that they did not see him steal it.” The squire rested big bead for a few moments as if in deep thought and with great dignity arose, and, brushing back his hair, said : “If there are twelve who did not see him steal It, and only three who did, f discharge the prioner.” A traveler in Dcarlwood says that tic saw such a picturesque turnout as this : “The half-breed horses in harness were shaggy, unkempt fellows; and the longhaired saddle pony, hitched to the rear of the wagon by a striped horse-hair lariat, tugged and jnill ed, now this way ahd now that, as though the experience was a new one to him. TT upon the wagon was a pile of elk, deer, ‘ ’ ’ an antelope; while from , on ton, and frown down „ pon you was th „ U} , ly m „ g 0[ a j grizily.” The driver "sat with careless ease, and grace, using Bruin’s broadside for j a seat; one leg crossing tne other; a shapely little moccasined foot resting upon the side j of the wagon box ; one gloved hand Hold ! ing the lines, and the other caressing the polished attractive barrel of a revolver.” This por^m was a young woman of of * h ® following description; ‘‘Rather small of size, with an exquisitely rounded | and beautiful figure, showing to advantage i in the soft, ornamented buckskin suit. The • face was one hard to describe; it might belong to other a well-developed beardless youth, or, in garments and places, to a comely lass of twenty years. In the finely rounded outlines, ripe red lips, and dimpled chin, larked a =;usp!ok>n of femininity which was heightened by the big brown eyes ! rast*® had £a j d S he was from Chicago, and settled wish her