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Tiie Mrfflfi Democrat.
rPA’«'Fnm>V , LLE - - GEORGIA.
AN UNLUCKY MAN.
A ItfHl’TKR OF MISIIAPN WHICH BH
FKI sis HIM.
Mm I'nlortnnatt- Texan Whose Luck Would
Never Turn.
Old man Syntax, as he was familiarly
«al! ‘d, was one of those unfortunate
mortals whose lives are one unbroken
run of bad luck. He was always on the
pointof consummating some great achiev
ment, when a combination of disastrous
circumstances would squelch all his
hopes. Sadness and sorrow brooded
over his early life, and grief and be¬
reavement had the drop on him in his
old age. Many and many a time when
he was about to get the better of a
greenhorn in a trade, would some one
take the greenhorn aside, and Syntax
would be foiled. Often and often when
m piece of buttered toast would fie
raised to his mouth, would it fall to the
ground, and in nine cases out of ten
would the buttered side be down. And
thus the whirling years went round and
old men Syntax was sad and gloomy
He had a son named Tun, and Tom
was wild and would never settle down tc
steady work, Ho and the old man
moved to the vicinity of San Angelo,
Texas, and soon after their arrival, what
fortune was beginning to relax her fea¬
tures preparatory to smiling on them,
Tom was hung by a mob of lynchers He
who mistook him for another man.
was a martyr to circumstantial evidence.
The lynchers felt very sorry when they
discovered their mistake, and they Tom’s ap¬
pointed a committee to wait upon
bereaved parent and apologize. Syn¬
The committee called on old man
tax
“We, regret* the—the accident, Col.
Syntax, and we assure you it will not
occur “Gentlemen,” again.” replied the old
man
sadly, "it's putty tough on me, but I’m
gittin’ kinder used to misfortune. ”
“Had much trouble before, old man?”
“Trouble! Well I should sob. ’ceptin’ Why,
I’ve never had nothing else
trouble aud disapp’intment."
“Is that so?”
“Yes ; some years ago I went into the
cattle business near Austin, and in a
short time, work, considering I accumulated my capital, largo by
hard, hard a
herd of cattle, from which I expected to
realize something handsome, but just as
i was gittin’ ready to drive them off and
sell them, a lot of men came to my
ranch and took possession of tho whole
bunch."
“How could they do that if you could
prove that the cattle wore-”
"Hey?’’, cattle, they
"They wCro your were
not ?”
“And after that me and Tom started
a store in Han Antonio, and would have
nindc a heap of money out of it if the
fire insurance company had paid up.”
“Why, didn’t the insurance company
pav you for your loss ?"
“Hey?” why tillin'
“I suy,
“And then Tom and me discovered a
mine out on the Hondo canyon and wo
got a rich Englishman interested, assayed and
we had some chunks of ore and
we half were interest." mighty near gittin' $10,000 for
a
“ What prevented tho Englishman
from purchasing ?”
“Hey V
“1 say, whv didn’t tho-”
‘‘As 1 was saying, me and Tom we
come here and we were just going to
open out in the land business when
ytm'uns took Tom out aud hung him."
The old man wiped the moisture from
liis eyes, and the chairman of the vigi¬
lance committee was visibly affected as
hi* said:
“Col. in Ryutax, the their committee sincere requested grief
mo, token of at
having bereaved you of your son, to
tender you a purse of one hundred dol¬
lars."
The face of the old man lighted up
and his lingers moved nervously as if
eager to handle the funds:
“Gentlemen, 1 believe my s|h> 11 of bad
luek is broken. It is a long laue that
has no turning, and 1 reckon my turn
lias come. So you are going to that pay me
for having liuug Tom ? I know boy
would 1 k> a source of revenue to me some
day. Gentlemen, I’ve spent hundreds
of "dollars to lawyers gittin’ that boy out
of jail.’’
“We were going to give yon I a tlnuk purse I
of one hundred dollars, but
had letter give you-”
“Two hundred!”
“No, ten minutes to loavo the town,
you old scoundrel."— Texas Siftings.
The Irish Harp.
The old style Irish harp was about
four feet high, tiie hail no jhhIhIs, aud was
strung to back with straps. The
one la-longing to King Brian Bora, who
was killed at the battle of Clontarf in
1014, is still preserved in the museum at
Trinity with College, polished, Dublin. It is black
age, and but worm-eatou.
The old relic is adorned with silver or¬
naments. The King's son, Teague, took
•the harp to Rome after the battle and
Iks presented it to the Pope, together with
crown and regalia that had been
worn bv liis lather. A succeeding pope
gave it to Hourv the Eighth, together
with the titled “Defenderof the Faith,”
and Henry gave it to the Earl of Clan
ricarde, iu whose family tiie it was held
until t he beginning of eighteenth
oentury. It then passed through sev¬
eral hands until 178C, when the college
became its owner.
Footing it featly: Ethel— “I can’t think
urhat Maud can see iu that ungainly,
awkward Captain Heavitree.” Madge—
surd. “Mv dear, it's becoming perfectly ab¬
Only think ! The gardener told
the cook yesterday that he hoped the
eaptain would stay for another fortnight,
for positively there was uo necessity to
lull the gravel walks while they kept per¬
petually promenading up aud" down.”—
Jxmdon Funny Folks.
TU* certain way to be cheated, is
to fancy one’s self more cunning than
others.
A FAITHFD1 DOG’S DEATH
ASTEH IT HAD WAVED THE LIVES
OK ITS MASTEK AND MISTRESS.
Ill in Line on to Walter S. LrHhnm’s lirennt
In the Mcht It Whine* and lArkn bin
Face -A waklnir be Kind* the flou»e on
Fire.
[From the New York Sun.]
For four years Mr. Walter S. Graham,
a New York business man, has lived at
Netherwood, N. J. His home there was
a neat brick cottage, two stories high,
with a peaked roof and a high basement.
There were bay windows at the side and
a high stoop in front and a grassy yard,
with walks ’and flower beds all around.
On Wednesday the flower beds were all
trampled down, the grass was covered
with brick and mortar, and ragged brick
walls only remained where the house had
been. During the time Mr. Graham had
lived there, and for years before, the one
jx:t which constantly shared the house
and the affections of himself and wife
was a Skye terrier called Nellie. Nellie
weighed about seven pounds, and when
her long silver bine hair bad been combed
she was a very handsome dog. Unfor¬
tunately Ncdlie lost her sight, from an
unknown cause, about a year ago. She
was none the less, but rather the more,
a pet on that account. She usually slept
at night at the foot of Mr. Graham’s bed.
The bedroom was on the second floor.
Mrs. Graham and the girl also had rooms
on the same floor.
Nellie was} in her tisnai place on Tues¬
day night. Mr. Graham says he was
very tired that night, and slept soundly
until about 2 o’clock Wednesday morn¬
ing. Then lie was awakened to find
that the dog had climbed on his chest
and was licking his face and whining.
He at once laid bed, the having dog on one feeling side that and
then got out of a
something was wrong. Picking up a re¬
volver, he stepped to the room door and
out into the hall. There he distinctly
heard footsteps going down tho basement
stairs. ITe ran along the hall and into
a rear bedroom. Putting his head out
of the window he saw a man climbing
the low terraced hill back of tho yard,
and another coming up the outside steps
from tho basement. Ho at once fired
two nil ots at tho nearest man, but whether
he wounded him or not is not known.
The man ran away, saying something to
his companion as lie did so.
As the man disappeared behind a shrub
Mr. Graham thought he saw a puff of
light blue smoke roll out of the laundry
door, in the. basement. Ho drew in his
head niul hurried along the hall toward
tho stairs. Ho had slipped bed. on his Hanging trous¬
ers when lie got ont of
in the hall was an overcoat. As he
caught the coat off tho rack his wife,
awnkened by the shooting, came out of
her room and followed liim down the
stairs, bo begging killed him by the to return burglars. lest He he
should
hastened out of the front door and
around the right side of the house, shout¬
ing “Thieves 1” ns he ran.
He had hopes of getting another shot
at the men or of ennbliug his neighbors
to do so. As he rounded the corner of
of the house he found that flames were
stieakiug tho volumes of smoke that
wort) pouring out where the first puff
had come. The laundry was on fire,
and the flames were rapidly spreading
through the open door, all over the
basement, aud up into the rear of the
second floor. Then he shouted “Fire !”
and ran back to the front of the house.
His wife had discovered the fire also, and
had gone up stairs, and was wrapping
some clothing in a sheet to carry ont.
When Mr. Graham got into the house
again tho whole upper story was filling
with dense smoke. His wife had tried
to get some valuable sets of silver plate
from a closet in the second story, but
the closet was locked and she oould not
find the key.
Without waiting longer Mr. Graham
Assisted liis wife and the girl through
the smoke to the front door, leaving the
stuff behind because of the urgency of
tho case, and then ran into the dining
room to get out some movable property
there. The dining room table, a rug
from the floor, and three things or four cups
and saucers, the first at hand,
were carried out. A basket full of silver
plated packed taole but ware had which the robbers had
up left on the floor
when discovered was not taken at first,
because it wiis so easy to remove that he
thought he could get it at any lime.
When he went for it he found his way
cut off by the fire. Nothing else was
taken out of the house.
Graham’s A host of neighbors answered Mr.
cries for assistance. Some of
them tried ineffectually to put out the
fire with buckets of water, others broke
into the chapel and rang the bell, ami
everybody and shouted. confusion, In Mr. the midstofthe
noise Graham re
membered that be had left blind Nellie
on the IhhI on the second floor. Aneigh
bor had a long ladder in his yard which
Mr. Graham had seen. He got it as
quickly as he could and raised it to his
bedroom window. Then he started to
climb it, but his neighbors pulled him
liaok. They believed it would be eer
tain death for him to venture into the
building.
“The dog had saved our lives,” said
Mr. Graham. “If I had slept a few
minutes suffocated longer the smoke would have
us all. I suppose I acted as
if I were wild when I started to go up
the ladder.”
As the alarm spread some one tele¬
graphed for the Plainfield Fire Depart¬
ment. The call was at once answered,
but it is over a mile from Netherwood to
Plainfield, and the fire was under con¬
trol when the engines arrived.
The house contained a fine collection
of vases, plaques, and other bric-a
brac, a large number of valuable paint¬
ings, silverware, and jewelry, and the
usual furniture. The loss will amount
to $10,000. Mr. Graham had $8,000
insurance on it. The building was valued
at §12,000. It was not insured.
Mr. John Plummer saw two men pass
his house, coming from the direction of
Mr. Graham's just after the shots were
fired. One of them was groaning.
Men of noble birth are noted to be en¬
vious towards new men that rise ; for the
distance is altered and it is like a decent
of the eye. that when others come on
they think themselves go back.—Bacon.
AFTER THE EVACUATION.
How New York City l.ooked Alter It wn»
Tlirneil over to Washington by the
BHtUb.
The appearance of the town at the
time of its restoration to liberty and
peace at the end of the Revolutionary
War, is described by one who saw it, as
the most desolate and . gloomy imagin¬
able. Beginning at the foot of Broad¬
way, there stood the old fort with its
dismounted cannon lying under the
walls over which they had apparently
been toppled by the British soldiers in the
wantonness or haste of their departure.
In the Bowling Green was still seen the
pedestal from which the leaden image of
ceipt George III. had been hurled on the re¬
of the news of the Declaration of
Independence. Immediately above this
point began the burned district, extend¬
ing up both sides of Broadway to Rec¬
tor street, except some half dozen houses
left standing near the Battery. To
the east of Broadway, as far as Broad
street and up to Beaver street, all was a
heap of ruins, while on the west side all
was swept away except St. Paul’s Church
and a few buildings beyond the compact
part of the city as it was at that time.
Opposite St. Paul’s were several dwell¬
ings of the better clasB. From this
point the fields were open to the north
as far as a line ranging eastwardly from
Warren street, where the prospect was
bounded by a row of more useful than
ornamental public buildings—the bride¬
well, the Poor-house, the jail and the
gallows. Toward the west there was
nothing to obstruct the view of the
North river but a few low houses and the
half rained buildings of Columbia Col¬
lege. No visible attempt had been made
since the fire to remove the ruins, and as
many of the edifices destroyed were of
brick, the skeletons of the walls cast
their grim shadows upon the pavements,
imparting an unearthly aspect to the
streets. The semicircular front of Trinity
Church still reared its ghastly form and
seemed to deepen surrounding while it hallowed the
solitude of the graves.
Turning from these ruins, Wall
street presented some of the aspects of
a living city. There stood the rained
shell of the old Presbyterian Church.
At the head of Broad street was the old
City Hall, in all its primitive nakedness.
At this time, and. until it was fitted up
for the use of the federal government,
this building stood npon brick arches,
permitting a passage Above from Wall street to
street underneath. street,
toward the Common, lay the best por¬
tion of the city, the residences of the
upper classes, though even upon these
the hand of the destroyer had made
deep and broad impressions, The
churches were ruined and dilapidated
shells; the shops and stores were few
and poorly stocked, and the old sugar
house, no longer vocal with groans and
execrations, frowned dismally on the.
surrounding desolation. Nor was the
rain of the material city greater than
that of its social institutions and pecuni¬
ary resources. The resident population
was less by more than one-half than be¬
fore the war, though after the exiled the restora¬
tion of peace many of fami¬
lies returned to their former habitations,
commerce was completely anilhilated and
all industrial pursuits and social and re¬
ligions observances greatly depressed.
The revenues of the city were of course
in a ruinous condition, as neither rents
nor taxes had been collected in many
years. The old landmarks were in many
cases entirely effaced and often no avail¬
able means remained for determining
the boundaries of estates. The books
of public records had in many cases
been destroyed or carried off by the
former royal officers, civil and military.
—Herald.
Why Chilvcrs Didn’t.
As the three of us rode out from Wa¬
terproof, La., on horseback, we overtook
a citizen jogging along ns if at peace
with the world. No introductions were
needed, and presently we were chatting
away on the most familiar terms. After
awhile, and when about six miles from
the town, we met a man on horseback
who had a shotgun lying aerpss his lap
aud a revolver on his hip.
“Morning, gents,” he said, as we drew
rein. “How far is it to town ?”
“Six miles,” answered onr stranger.
“And mought you be acquainted in
Waterproof ?”
“A few.”
“Monght you know a chap as is named
Cliilvers—Jedgo Cliilvers ?”
“Wall, I’ve seen him around.”
“Likely to be thar’ now?”
“I should say so.”
“That’s all; good-bye.” and then
We watched him out of sight,
one of the men said to the stranger:
“That chap had a wicked look.”
"Oh, lie he’s on the shoot, he is.”
“Is going to shoot Chilvers?”
“Ho thinks he is, but he won’t.”
“Why?” I’m Chilvers myself! Per¬
“Because
mit me to introduce myself.”
“And why didn’t you teli him who you
was and see what he wanted ?”
“That would have brought on the
shooting and some of you would have
been hit,” he answered. “I rather sus¬
pect he’s a chap from up the country
about 30 miles whose brother I shot in a
little fracas last year. If it's the man,
he's a terrible poor shot, and if one of
them ar’ bosses of your’n should get hit
you’d have to pay all damages. ”
“But won’t he waylay you on the way
hack?”
“No, sir. I shall waylay him I"
That evening, an hour after onr re¬
turn, the Judge led his limping horse
into town, and when asked what the
trouble was he replied:
“It’s enough to disgust every decent
man ! That fellow had five sqnare shots
at me, and yet he must go and put a
bullet in an animal worth $200.”
How the other party came out we
didn’t like inquire. who The judge didn’t leading act
a man would answer
questions until he knew whether the
horse could be saved.—M. Quad.
The St. Paul Pioneer Press says:
“Three little girls called at the lockup
the other evening to apply for the re¬
lease of a drunken father. Their plead¬
ing words and faces, as they clung to
their parent, made one of the strongest
temperance lectures the hard, gray walls
of the city prison ever looked upon.”
THE FOREMAN O* THE SHOP.
What Be Should and what He Should Not
Be.
The position of foreman of a shop or
boss of a gang of workmen demands as
its object the turning out of a fair
amount of good work. Some fill one
portion of this demand and others the
other portion; but it is only the man¬
ager of men who fills both.
Employers are sometimes at fault in
demanding from foremen the largest
possible amount of work in a given time,
always prodding and pushing, grainbling
because a job occupied more time than
they expected, and picking up every
trifling interruption as a direct attempt
at imposition. If a foreman is honor¬
able and sensitive he will not bear this
nagging, and so in shops ruled by such
a proprietor changes of foremen are fre¬
quent. One such instance occurs to
mind just now of a proprietor of a very
thriving business, requiring the services
of nearly a hundred good workmen, be¬
sides apprentices, who had lost by three
foremen within two years, either res¬
ignation or dismissal. “Can you rec¬
ommend a good foreman ?” he inquired.
“You have an excellent man for the
place now in your shop,” was answered,
naming him. “Oh, he’ll never do; he’s
one of the men himself. I want a driver
and he ought to be a stranger. ” The
position of foreman in that establish¬
ment is periodically vacant, and a
stranger who can bring fair recommen¬
dations and has the qualifications of a
“driver” can generally have assurances
of a position, even if he has to wait a
short time for his predecessor’s shoes.
And yet this proprietor is in no usual
sense “a hard man;” he simply has a
wrong idea of the duty of a foreman.
His ideal foreman is a mechanical blus¬
terer, who stirs up cyclones in the shop,
produces an atmosphere of general un¬
easiness and “makes the men hop round
lively,” as he once remarked. The
workmen make trouble for every new
foreman, and his “life is not a happy
one.”
There are, however, some foremen
who are instructors rather than mana¬
gers of men. Under their rule more
time is spent in the details of work,
in correcting errors, in “doing over,”
than should be required to complete the
\t>b. The scrap heap, under their man-'
<*gement, tions; grows slight to enormous in work propor¬ and
every error
every slight mistake in apprehension of
an order makes another accretion to the
growing pile. Under such foremen the
workmen never learn economy of time
or of material.
A truly capacitated foreman is is a from pos¬
sibility, and his portrait drawn
nc fancy sketch. In the establishment
where he is a manager a strike has not
occurred since it had an existence—
twenty-five years. Probably there are
many like him, and his portrait may
stand for those of others.
Although he is generally as exact as
the workmen as to “bell hour,” there
is no stir among them if he is late and
no letting down of attention when he
goes out. He assumes a part of every
job and does it, wearing his honorable
overalls like his men. He is not afraid
of a loss of dignity or a relaxation of
authority by addressing his men famil¬
iarly. He suffers no diminution of well
earned superiority in asking advice of
some of his more experienced men. If
one of bis men “runs against a snag,”
he goes at once to his foreman, who
either knows what to do or lias some
proper and timely suggestion to make.
He contrives to have his men interested
in the work from incipiency to finish,
and when one of them shows hearty in¬
terest in the work and turns out a good
job he is told of it in plain words that
cheer his heart, instead of being re¬
warded with a grumpy “That’ll do.”—
Scientific American.
The Slaughter of the Annamites.
A description of the fall of Hue, the
capital of by Annam, is published. The
report is a French officer, an eye¬
witness of the slaughter of the con¬
quered and cooped-up Annamites.
“The beaten Annamites were cooped
np in the burning village,” says this
lurid sketch. “The only road of escape
lay under the guns of the fort. We saw
them halting at the end of the village
with singed garments. rushed Then the poor
helpless creatures under the
Freuch fire. A great battery then com¬
menced. Two volleys were these fired. It
was quite a treat to see fan-like
streams of bullets sweeping down upon
the fugitives. minute They the were word poured in
twice in one at of com¬
mand, and in a snre methodical manner.
It was like a jet from a huge watering
pot, which mowed them down by doz¬
ens. In a cloud of dust and gravel,
continues thi3 fierce report, we could
see some who seemed to be driven mad,
picking themselves up, limping now one
way, now another, like wounded ani¬
mals. Gathering uo their rol>es in a
comical manner, their long hair unfast¬
ened and streaming down their backs,
made them look like women.
“Onr men continued to kill them all
the same when they came up to breathe
like seals. The men then amused them¬
selves counting the dead—fifty on the
left, eighty on the right. In the village
were small heaps. With those killed m
the southern forts about eight hundred
or a thousand must have been disposed
of. After all this massacre had conclud¬
ed, and ‘the route of the Annamites was
complete,’ the French wounded sailors were
fiercely hunting after the and
helpless Annamites. Some were crouch¬
ing in holes, others feigning death,
while others at the last gasp were
stretching out their hands pleading for
mercy and shouting ‘Han, Han!’ in
heartrending accents. Our men slaught¬
ered them with bayonets or brained
them with the butt ends of their mus¬
kets.”
Plantation Pleasantries --Dere's a
limit to poverty in dis country. No man
gits too po’ ter keep a dog. I have
know'd whisky ter make a plain, dull
speaker 'pear eloquent an’ witty, but it
was the listeners had drunk it. De man
dat thinks cast-iron pistols can’t hurt
nobody sntinly nebber fired oft many er
’em. De agricultural colleges must be
er long way off, ’cause heap er farmer
boys back goes de farms off ter ’em an’ nebber gits
ter agin.— Texas Si/tings.
W. H HOWARD, C. H. HOWARD, S. P. WElsIGEB
W„ H. Howard fc Sons,
Cotton Coii|tr(i>^ion A!ercl\kTitb',
So. 20 Seventh Uldntosli) Street. -UfilST.l, 61.
Consignments of Cotton and other Produce Solicited. Orders ror bagging
and ties filled at lowest market prices. au g 8~3m
Colton Factor aid Commission Merchant
lVan house and Saleroom. 101 McIntosh Street. Cor. Reyn; Ids,
AUGUSTA, GEORGIA.
Will continue the business in its various branches. Advances of Bagging
and Ties and Family Supplies at lowest market prices. Liberal cash advan¬
ces made on Cotton and other Produce in store. Future transactions in Cot¬
ton, Stocks and Bonds done through my New York Correspondents when
desired. Consignments ot all Field and Farm Produce solicited. Personal
attention given to selling, weighing, sampling and storing all consignments.
aug24 ’83
_
JOHN W. WALLACE,
COTTON FACTOR.
At the Old Stand of Warren, Wallace & Co., 729 and 731 Reynolds S'reet
Augusta, Georgia.
Strict Personal Attention given te Weighing and Selling Cotton. Bagging
and Ties, and Supplies furnished at Lowest Prices. xYlso agent for the cele¬
brated
HALL GIN.
Prices and Terms Satisfactory.
aug
McCord & Foster,
Cotton. Factors ai Commissi Mis,
Office and Warehouse, Campbell Strret,
Retwoen broad and Reynolds, & Son AUGUSTA GA.
Near the store of Z. McCord j
Consignments solicited. Personal attention given to business. The instruc¬
(aug3-3m) tions of Consignors promptly obeyed.
FOR SALE!
Several second-hand engines, 4 and 6 horse power, in good order, prices
extremely low. Gullelt and Barrett cotton gins, new and in perfect order, at
$2.50 per saw, a reduction of one dollar per saw to close out stock. Two 50
saw Van Winkle gins, $2.00 per saw. One 50 saw Sawyer gin, $1.50 per saw.
Gilbert Steel Brush gins, $1.50 per saw, also a splendid power press, price
$140. Irons for power press, $110. Grist mills, 30 inch, $150 or 36 inch,
$ 190, other sizes in proportion. Agency for Ames engines. Address,
0. M. STONE, Agent, Augusta, Ga.
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J. M. BURDELL. CHAS. F. BAKER
J. M. BURDELL & CO.
Cotton Factors ai Commission Merclanu
—Continue Business as Heretofore at the—
I^afge I^ife-lVoof Whfel\ou^e.
No. 19 McIntosh Street Augusta, Ga.
Strict Attention to all Consignments and Prompt Remittances.
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S. U. NILES. FRANK TRYON
mm i tbyoi,
Successors to 13. BT. BROOMHEAD & CO
—WHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALERS IX—
Doors, Sasli.BiMs, Hardware, lixsfl Paints
3G DECATUR SHkEET, ATLANTA, GA.
The CHEAPEST House in Georgia. We keep always on hand a full line ol
Builders’ Material ot all kinds. We are headquarters for everything in oui
line and sell at R >ck Bottom Prices. We solicit the trade of Taliaferro coun
ty and Middle Georgia. If you need anything in the building line write tc
us for prices.
NILES & TRYON,
aep28 mh ATLANTA, GEORGIA.
W. N. MERCIER.
COTTON FACTOR
...ja.3xrx>
COMMISSION M KL’Cil^V'l’.
ISTo. 3 "Warren Block,
A.IJGTTSTA. GEORGIA.
tey- Personal attention given to business. Liberal cash advances made on
Consignments. Close attention to Weights. Prompt Sales and Remittances.
A FURNITURE BOOM!
JOHN NEAL & CO.
—WHOLESALE AXD RETAIL DEALERS IX—
FURNITURE!
Atlanta, Georgia.
Constantly have in stock and are receiving daily, everything in their line. Bed
steads, Bureaus of all kinds, Parlor Sets Bed-room and Chamber Sets,
Wa nut, Mahogany and Imitation Woods. Mattrasses, Spring
Beds, Chairs. Tables, Sideboards, Looking Glasses, ana
other things too numerous to mention.
When you want any ancle of FURNITURE, and want it good and cheap
on us. We keep the best goods and se 1 at close margins.
JOHN NEAL & CO.
ep 28 -om Broad Street. Atlanta. Ga