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Official Organ of Crawford County.
KNOXVILLE, GEORGIA.
Entered at the postoffice at Knoxville,
Gh., as second-class matter.
And now the “thirty dollar man” wants
to beat Gordon for the senate.
Crawford is now a wet and dry
county in a literil and spiritual sense.
Spaulding county nominated Fred D.
Dismuke last week for Representative
over B. N. Miller, Alliance candidate.
At the primary at Griffin last week
Li vingston got 128 votes and Stewart 130
vutes, though Stewart had retired from
the race.
Wjs wonder if Messrs. Eubanks,
Hamlin and Grefford carried Bibb for
Hughs. Gentlemen, hadn’t you better
carry your own county before you try to
carry Crawford and Monroe?
Livingston and Henderson seem to
stand best where they are known least.
They both hail from Newton county, yet
Livingston ran over 300 votes behind the
ticket and Henderson was beaten 200
votes by Nesbit.
Hughs sent Messrs. Eubanks and Ham¬
lin his “warriors” to Culloden Saturday.
1 hey bad about the same luck that they
did in Crawf rd. When thc people of
Crawford and Monroe want anybody to
tell them how to vote, they will let it be
known.
Blount carried Monroe by over 400
majority, and Butts by a very handsome
majority. In Upson be was advised not
to speak and the result was the people
voted without knowing or understanding
the issues. In Monroe and Butts he did
speak and the people voted understand-
ingly.
Tiik congressional raca in the ninth
district is close and exciting. At last
accounts the candidates, Winn and Tate,
were tied, chances how r ever favor Winn.
The nominee will not have a walk-over,
however. Rev. Thad Pickett, inde¬
pendent, and Mongrel and S. A. Darnelb
radicals, will both oppoie him.
Huen es is President of the Macon and
Dublin railroad, a rival of Sparks’ road,
and has injoined Sparks from work.
Yatesville is the transfer point of all
Sparks’ north bound freight, and is build¬
ing high hopes of prosperity on the suc¬
cess of Sparks’ system of railroads. Yet
Yatesville and vicinity gave Hughes an
indorsement of his fight on Sparks last
Friday by a large majority. Some peo¬
ple are rather short sighted.
If McCune, of IUino s, the republican
wou d-be manager of Alliance politics,
could beat Blount, Crisp Turner
and a few more Icadng South¬
ern Democrats in Congress, he
would not oulv break the Solid South,
b it would also pa'-s the Congress lard
bill by which the cotton seed oil busintss,
a Southern indus'ry, would have to give
way for the hog lard business which is
an Illinois industry. McCune wants to
help his s etion.
The railroad has divided us in the
mercantile interest, but there will be no
division in our schools. The school has
grown so that our present new building
will soon be entirely inadequate. We
hope in less than eighteen months to be
able to erect a magnificent edifice and
build up a school that will be a pet and
pride not only of our town, but the en¬
tire county. A building erected on Mid¬
way grove between our new and old
town will insure unity and co-operation
all around.
Col. Hughs seems to be in rather
strange company for an Alliance candi¬
date. The Alliance has time and again
declared in favor of a reform and reduc¬
tion in the tariff, in favor of a tariff for
revenue only and against a tariff for pro¬
tection. Mayor J. F. Hanson and Mr.
U. S. Edwards, of Macon, both oppose
a reduction of the tariff and Uvor a pro¬
tective tariff, and consequently high tax¬
ation, that the many should be taxed for
the benefit of the few, Mr. Edwards ami
Major Ilanson are both strong supporters
of Col. Hughs. Edwards pre-
sided over the caucus of his
friends and Major Hanson w’as a
leading member of his managing coin-
m ittee aud principal speaker at his mass
meetings. Now, we are judged by the com¬
pany we keep and judging that Hughs, by
his company and the managers and lead¬
ers of his campaign, he is not only not in
accord with the Alliance, but be is not in
accord with the Democratic party.
Major Hanson’s hostility to Col.
Blouut is well known to be on account
of Blount's position on the tariff. Indeed
on all economic questions Major Hanson
is with the Republican party, aud leaving
out the negro question, wc have no doubt
that he would be found in the Republi¬
can ranks. Now, judging a man by his
company, what are we to think of Col.
Hughs? Are we to understand that Han¬
son Edwards and company are supporting
him because his views on the tariff and
kindred subjects are opposite from
Blount’s and more in accord with their
own? Are these gentlemen proper parties
to head a movement for relief of the farm¬
ers and having for its special object a
reform of the tariff and reduction of
taxes. Major Ilanson is a gentleman of
high character and great intelligence,
but he is not in accord with the Alli¬
ance or with the Democracy. No candi¬
date need expect to win with the De¬
mocracy of the 6th district who stands
on his platform. The stand with Blount
for free silver and low taxes—a tariff
for revenue only.
IV!USINGS FROM M’ELIMURRAY’S
MILLS.
Sv Yawn came with his fox hounds
last w-eek for a hunt. After trailing
around for a w hile he jumped a fox, and
after running it for two hours he ran it
into a gopher hole. He had come for
fox and he had to have fox. So he set
to work with pick and grub, aud after
digging three "hours, brought out a red
fox with one leg broke and its ears and
tail cut off. Sy is a fox hunter, he is,
and such fast dogs.
Ruf Tidwell is getting well.
Dr. J. II. D. Worsham, of Macon, lost
a fine horse with colic last w r eek while on
a visit in this vicinity.
Miss Josie Wager, of White Plains, is
in our neighborhood visiting friends.
Jim Eubnnks, our clever postmaster,
has got to be quite a politician. stumping He dis¬ lias
quit home and gone to the
trict for Iftghs. We hear he has got
to be quite a stump speaker and orator,
lie had a joint discussion with Tom
Long, on Deep Oteek, and came off with
flying colors. He has bad fine success
wherever he has gone, especially in the
sixth and at Culloden.
Mrs. McCardle lost a mule last week
and Mrs. Dr. VanValkenburgh lost two.
There was a nice picnic at Billie Bur¬
nett's last Saturday.
There will be foot washing at Shiloh
church on second Sunday in August.
Public schools, w hite and black are
now in successful operation.
We can hear the whistle on the M. &
B. II. R. now'every day and are anxious
to have passengers trains put on aud a
depot established near us.
When a man gets to peddlinsr medi¬
cine and justice both, lie ought to be up
to snuff.
Judge Wright, our efficient Newberry, ordinary
lias appointed Dr. M. this J. district. Jus¬
tice of the Peace for
The querry that is disturbing our peo¬
ple now is. Who prevented the polls be¬
ing opened in the 3rd on the 26th ? Was
it the Doctor and the Miller, or the Law¬
yer? or was it all combined?
Uncle Lee Hicks says that before a
roan acts as Justice of the Peace, or tries
to go to the legislature that he ought to
know’ how to hold an election.
Sisaac.
ROBLEY NOTES.
Prof. W.B. Bankston leaves this week for
Barnesville after instructing a very inter¬
esting class in Penmanship at Hickory
Grove.
Miss Ludie Blasingame, of Culloden,
w’as h‘ re one or two days the past week,
much to the delight of her many friends
of this place.
Miss Mary Childs, of Butler, is visiting
friends and relatives near here.
Misses Lizzie Maud and Florence Han¬
cock, after a pleasant stay of several days,
leave this week for Butler.
We regret very much to loose our
friend, R. L. Dicky, who left last week
to accept a position with Mr. M J.
Moore at Ceres. Bob is a young man
of splendid business qualifications,
and Mr. Moore can feel
safe in tnisting his business
with him; also he will be quite an addi¬
tion to the society at his new home.
There is a very interesting meeting
going on at Embry’s Chapel, and some
of our young jieopie are taking quite an
interest in the meeting, or some of the
girls that attend, we don’t know which.
We were in your town a few days ago
and not’ce that there has been a great
improvement since we were there two
months ago. We trust Crawford may
have a city yet. A Fkiexd.
THE SOlfO Of THI SEA.
TfcaSr world was a world of enchantment;
A world of luminous light
Came out with a flaring of carmine,
From all the black spaces of night;
The music of morn was as blithesome
And cheery as music could be;
But all through the dawn and the daybreak
I mourned for the song of the sea.
They showed me the marvellous flowers
And fruits of their sun-beaten lands;
They said, “Here are vine-tangled valleys;
Forget ye the barren white sands;
For a weariness unto the spirit
The dash of the breakers must be;
5o dwell ye beside our blue waters;
Forget the sad song of the sea.”
knd I wrapped me about in the sunlight,
On the marge of a dimpliflg stream,
knd there in a tangle of lilies,
I wove me a wonderful dream;
Amd a song from my dreamland went float¬
ing
Far up where the angels must be,
But deep in its under vibrations
I heard the sweet song of the sea.
tVith the dew in his locks all a-glitter,
The Prince of the Daytime lay dead;
For tho silver-white lance of the twilight
Smote off the gold crown from his head;
And the Princess of Night came to see him,
Her lights all about him to hang;
And a nightingale screened in the thicket
Her song to the slumberer sang.
And the stream from the tangle of lilies
Came winding its way through the sedge;
And a silvery nocturne it rippled
Among the tall flags on its edge;
But its babble I fain would have given
For the deep-woing sea voices' lull.
And the nightingale’s song would have bar¬
tered
For a desolate cry of a gull.
Their world was a world of enchantment;
And they laughed with the laughter of
scorn,
When I turned me away from its beauty
In the light of the luminous morn;
But I heard a grand voice in the distance
Instantly calling to me,
And I rose with a jubilant spirit
Aud foiiow-ed the song of the sea.
—Harriet Whitney, in Belfort?s Magazine.
DAISY’S FARM.
Daisy was engaged, and her betrothed
was receiving the merry congratulations
of the family, consisting of her uncle,
her aunt and nearly a round dozen of
cousins,
"Wharton Hill, a young lawyer, slowly
winning name and fame in his profession,
was being vigorously hnndshaken and
noisily welcomed by the Truemans when
Ned cried;
“Perhaps you didn’t know Daisy was
an heiress, Wharton?”
“Ned—don’t!” said Daisy reproach¬
fully.
“A landed proprietress,” cried Tom.
“I do not refer to the paltry six hundred
a year she draws from her father’s estate,
but to her own property.”
“Her farm, in fact!” cried Sue.
“Yes; her farm,” echoed Ned, coming
to the front once more. “When you are
tired of the law you can start gentleman
farming upon your country seat.”
After they were all gone, having jested
a long time on the subject, Wharton was
surprised to see tears in Daisy's soft,
brown eyes.
“What is it, darling?” he asked.
“They don’t mean to hurt my feel¬
ings,” Daisy said gently, “but they will
jest about my farm, and—and—I don't
like it.”
“Then you really own a farm?”
“It is not a valuable possession, as
you will see when I tell you about it.
When I was a baby, soon after mamma
died, I was very ill, and the doctors ad¬
vised my father to send me to the coun¬
try for change of air. There was an old
servant of father’s family, who had mar¬
ried a farmer and was left a widow with
a small farm. Such a farm, Wharton!
The house has only three rooms, and
looks as if a high wind would utterly de¬
molish it; the land is so poor that it is
slow starvation to cultivate’it. But it
was all the home Margaret had. You
may judge that she was very glad to re¬
ceive the liberal price father paid for
me, and my own mother could not have
given me more loving care. Every year
father came to take me away, and every
year was persuaded to leave me, until I
was eight years old, and a marvel of
rugged health and perfect ignorance.
Then I was put in boarding school, but
I still spent my summer vacations with
old Margaret, and mv trunk was always
half filled with comforts for her. Having
no one in the world who claimed kindicd
with her—no one else but me to love,
Margaret loved me with her whole
heart. Six years ago, after father died
and I came here to live with with Uncle
Tom, Margaret died and left me her
farm. It has been a joke in the family
ever since. The place i3 so ’ utterly
valueless that we can neither sell it • nor
rent it, and it represents only the love of
an old woman for her nursling.”
“Some time we will visit it. Ycu
have not told me its locality.”
“It is in Pennsylvania, nine miles
from anywhere, father used to say, be-
cause it is nine miles off thc railroad.
Eut you can always hire a wagon or car¬
riage at G-to go over to Corn’s Mill,
and my farm Is very near Corn's Mill.”
After this explanation, Wharton bore
the jesting about Daisy’s real estate with
perfect good nature and declared his in¬
tention of erecting a palatial country seat
upon the place, when he became a mill-
ionaire ant* Judge of the Superior
Court. modest desires, . ,
Being people of ana
having an income of about $600 apiece,
Wharton and Daisy saw no reason to de-
lay their wedding, and were married
with a large assemblage of true friends
around them. They went to housekeep¬
ing in a little house, modestly fur-
'nished, and were fair specimens of “love
in a cottage.” ambitious. Hav¬
But Wharton Hill was
ing studied his profession under great
difficulties, often going hungry to buy
needful books, often losing his night's
rest to pore over knotty points, he was
both fond and proud of his life work,
and strove to win a good position therein.
His love for Daisy—true, honest love—-
was never allowed to interfere with bis
pursuit of fame in his profession, and
aftea he was married he attacked his
studies with fresh ardor, spending his
time in his office when not actually en-
gaged in the court room.
Little Daisy, whose life was affection,
found time often hanging heavily upon
her hands, as Wharton became more and
more popular and the number of his cli-
ents increased, But she was always
ready with loving welcome when he did
come to his home, and she knew that
much of his ambition and ardor was for
her sake.
The third year of her married life was
nearly over, and her only child, Tom
Trueman Hill, was eighteen months old,
when Wharton, ever busy and full of
energy, began to complain of racking
pain in his head and loss of memory.
Often in the midst of an argument the
thread of his speech slipped from his
mind and cost a great mental struggle
to be resumed.
He fought the symptoms bravely, but
Daisy was full of terror at the change in
him. He grew haggard and restless,
oppressed with vague fears of loss of
reason and really suffering great physical
pain.
At last, much against his will, he al¬
lowed Daisy to call in tho family phy¬
sician, whose advice was simple, but
strongly urged, consisting of two words
only—“Perfect rest.”
“The brain is overworked,” he ex¬
claimed, “and no medicine will avail
while he persists in study and practice.
Get him away if you can. H’m—this
is May—a good time for a country trip.
Take mm to the country, Mrs. Hill.”
Wharton rebelled. It was ruin to
leave his office, where cases of import¬
ance were in his hands. He must work
or they might all starve. He would de¬
cline some of the practice offered him;
would take little trips during the sum¬
mer; would, in short, temporize.
And then Daisy—little, brown-eyed
Daisy—whose voice was as soft as a flute,
who was scarcely larger than a well
grown child of twelve, “put her foot
down.” Such a might of a foot! It was
absurd to imagine it had any weight in
the world’s machinery; but it was down
and Daisy kept it there, Tom was a
lawyer and Tom could take Wharton’s
cases for the summer months. There
was her farm—a poor place, to be sure,
but at least a house, and with some fur-
niture in it and surrounded by beautiful fir
scenery, possessing the purest of and
water. With six^hundred a year they
would not starve, and there was a nest
egg in bank in case of an emergency.
‘ pshawed! Wharton fumed.
Wharton
All in vain. Resolute little Daisy
packed trunks, arranged her household,
engaged her one half-grown girl to cc-
company the party as child’s nurse and
enlisted the entire Trueman family on
her sldo '
And Wharton finding those queer
feelings in hie head increasing, the dizzy
spe'U becoming more frequent, finally
submitted to fate, in the pereoa ot Daisy,
explained the various points at issue to
Tom Trueman, and accompanied by
wrfc child and nurse, took upiis journey
to Corn’s Mill It was early morning
when a nckey old wagon containing the
party and baggage entered an enclosure
that bad once been a fence and the fan.-
Uy took possession of Daisy a farm.
The prospect was not encouraging
The bouse bad not improved m years of
emptiness and neglect and even Damy s
heart sank at thc tbl >
tumble down doors, the shaky windows.
But, sue said, covering her dismay with
a brave smile, “there they were, and
they must make the best of it!”
Jennie, the nurse, proved a treasure
and the women were soon busy “putting
to rights,” while Wharton took Tom on
an exploring expedition over the estate.
There was a queer glance in his eyes
as he came back again in time for din¬
ner, but he only said:
“I can’t quite trust my own head yet,
Daisv—but is there a postoffice at Corn’s
Mill?”
“Yes, the mail goes out twice a week.
“Give me a sheet of paper and an en-
velope, that s a dear.”
“Now, Whnrton, that is not TC3ting.”
“I’ll only write a dozen lines, dear.”
.The dozen lines being written and
posted Wharton seemed to find an un-
failing source of amusement roving
about the farm, poking holes in the
ground with a short cane, often kneel-
ing down to examine the earth so turned
over. Daisy hinted at planting some
vegetables, though she said despond-
entiv :
“I don’t suppose they will grow if we
do.
“Never mind the beans and peas now,
love. Wait till we have an answer to my
letter-.”
A week later, when June was young,
the answer came in the person of
men—one white haired and
minded, the ether voting anti
cally business-like. Wharton gave th
cordial welcome,and after partaking
substantial farm. luncheon the three started V •»
upon the
Little Daisy, intensely happy j a t > I
knowledge dizzy turn that since Wharton their had not h I
one arrival on f
farm, that he had the appetits of a p[ 0A
.
boy and was cheerful and full 0 f auim
tion, busy baking batch a
was a of Pies
the when house. the three She could gentlemen them returned from thj tol
see
kitchen neglected window path, and as they that came Wharton’J over thJ I I;
saw
eyes were full of exultation, his f ac J I
flushed, his carriage erect. He l 00 k^
like some one newly laden with §00(j
tidings, and all three were taking
eagerly and earnestly.
Daisy wondered a little and scorchej
one of her pies. While she careful i-
pared the burned edge of crust the kitchen
dorr opened, and Wharton, heedless of
her big calico apron and bare aims
ushered in the strangers.
“Mrs. Hill,” he said, bowing congratulJ with I
great deference, “accept my
tions upon your great good foitune.”
“In scorching my pie?” laughed Daisy. |
“In owning fifteen acres of coal land?
“I don’t understand,” Daisy faltered.
‘‘The farm, my dear, your legacy from I
your old nurse, is one solid bed of coa! ft
and there is no mine with ten miles of jt.B I
Nobody knows bow much lies beyond
your fences in the vacant land about m, I
but in my mind’s eye I see this a colony ft
of miners.” m
“Are you sure, Wharton?”
“I suspected it the first day we came, oneB B
but having no experience I wrote to I
of my clients in Pottsville to send meat
experienced gentlemen hand confirm to test my suspicions. opinions.’ ft ft
These my 1 ft
“There is no doubt about the coal,
ma’am,” said the old gentleman, “noi
any about its lying so near the surfaci
that it can soon be available.”
.“The question is,” said the younger ■
stranger, “whether yourself. you I will sell authorized out or |
open the mine am
to make you an offer if you wish to dis¬
pose of the property.” that,”
“Time enough for said "Whar¬
ton. “I will return with you to Potts- ®
ville.”
“Wharton—no business.”
“Don’t fear, Daisy; this kind of busi- _
ness won’t injure me. You will let mi I
decide in the matter?” |
“Certainly.” I
And the decision, after Wharton had
spent a month in Pottsville, was to sell I
out to a company who was already buy- I
mg up the vacant land surrounding the I
farm. The young lawyer knew nothing 1
of mining and had no desire to learn, but I
he was no fool, and he made satisfactory I
terms for the sale of the “estate,” and I
Daisy returned home a wealthy woman. I
A European trip restored the health oi I
the young lawyer, and he resumed prac¬
tice a year afterward, with every hope ol I
one day little realizing Daisy, the still vision rather of dazed fame, at j I
while
her new fortune, entered upon domestic
duties in a grand house, with servants,
carriages, horses, plate and jewels,
a fairy tale, Wharton, she
sa id* “to think of that miserable place
being so valuable. Poor Margaret little
s.
realized the fortune she was bestowing
upon me when she left me all she owned
—her farm.
The Trueman cousins, sharing in al
generous Daisy’s gifts and entertain
ments, no longer jest derisively, bui
1 speak in the most respectful terms o!
that precious legacy, Daisy’s farm.-
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An Electrical Whirlwind.
M charles on ftt
3Ira ticeUo road, about tour miles from
Ws „k { „kce. , h o( „ tte ,
: ble
rem occu
M Hoefer's atteutioa was attracted bj
, Iou ,l reports, which he likens .0
| ‘ ’ edged
th( , disch , ” of a gun , „ t thc
some woodl bordering ” bis cotton field,
i mmcdlate | a wbirli colum „ o[ doi t
ani j debris™ seen to take a circular
co|mo , tUe , road , througll the cot-
ton fidd and bank to the woods agafn,
s , VMpl a l„fteverything J *, in its J path.
A man hc
lflcd (or his litc , but canght enough of
, the force of the whirlwind to blister bis
. . , .,
’ ; all
, I 0n csaminati n it „ foimd tha t
along the track of the whirling column
thc leaves of the cotton had been
scorched as if by fire, but no other dam¬
age was done .—Columbia ($. C.) Begi»-
ter.
Some Enormous Hammers.
Sightseers in St. Louis, Mo., always
take a lively interest in the monster trip¬
hammers used in the various large iron
works, which, although as large as any¬
thing of the kind to be found within the
limits of the United States, are but
pigmies when compared with those used
in the great rolling mills and gun
! foundries of Europe. At the Terni
works in Italy there is a hammer which
weighs fifty tons. It was cast ia 1S73,
and is said to have taken ninety days t*
cool sufliciently to admit of being set i*
I position. Alexandrovski, Russia, has
\ one ten tons heavier that was cast i*
j 1874. At the Crenstot works in France
there is one of eighty tons. It was made
in 1877 and sets on an anvil block of 160
tons weight. The Cockerille works ia
Belgium have a 100-ton hammer, and the
Krupp gun works at Essen, Germany, named
have one of 150 tons. The last
hammer is the largest now used in th*
world.— Commercial Advertiser.
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The leopard never boasts of his spot
less reputation .—Pittsburg Chronicle•