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Ordinary's Advertisements i
STATE OF GEORGIA,
Spalding County.
Whereas, A. J.’ Walker, Administrator
of Miss Lavonia Walker represents to the
Court in his petition duly tiled and en
tered on record, that he has fully admin
istered Miss Lavonia Walker’s estate.
This is therefore to cite all persons con
cerned, kindred and creditors, to show
cause, if any they can, why said Adminis
tiator should not be discharged from his
administration, and receive letters of dis
mission on the first Monday in May, 1899.
J. A. DREWRY, Ordinary.
February 6th, 1899.
QTATE OF GEORGIA,
O Spalding County.
To All Whom it May Concern : Lloyd
Cleveland having, in proper form, applied
to me for Permanent Letters of Adminis
tration on the estate of Mrs. Eliza Boyd,
late of said county, this is to cite all and
singular the creditors and next of kin of
Mrs. Eliza Boyd, to be and appear at my
office in Griffin, Ga , on the first Monday
in March, 1899, by 10 o’clock a. m , and to
show cause, if any they can, why perma
nent administration should not be granted
to Lloyd Cleveland on Mrs. Eliza Boyd’s
estate. Witness my hand and official sig
nature, this 6th day of February, 1899.
J. A. DREWRY, Ordinary.
ORDINARY’S OFFICE,
Spalding County, Ga.
To All Whom it May Concern : Mrs.
Marie Ford, Administratrix P. S. B. Ford,
deceased, having, in proper form, applied
to me for leave to sell the following real
estate, located in Fulton county, Ga.,
to-wit: That property which is part of
land lot 143, being 3 acres more or less, or
an undivided i interest in that property
beginning at the intersection of Chapel
avenue and an unknown street, thence
south on the east side of Chapel avenue
381 feet, thence east 460 feet, theuce south
156 feet, thence east 685 feet, thence north
539 feet to the first named street, thence
w-est on the south side of said street 1149
feet to the beginning point, except the
church lot 120 by 160 feet, known as
Lowe's Chapel. Also that property be
ginning at the southwest corner of land
conveyed to W. T. Spalding and W. B.
Sheldon April 18th, 1891, being 150 feet
south of North avenue, thence on an un
named street 114 feet, back east same
width 200 feet; and that for the purpose of
division among the heirs at law and pay
ment of the debts of the deceased. I will
pass upon same on the first Monday in
March, 1899.
J. A DREWRY, Ordinary.
February 6th, 1899.
ORDINARY’S OFFICE,
Spalding County, Ga.
W. T. Beasley, Guardian of his two
minor children, makes application for
leave to sell the following real estate:
Two-thirds ( J ) interest in twenty-three
acres of land, more or less, bounded as
follows : North by lands of J. T. Beasley,
east by lands of E. T. Kendall, south by
lands of Mrs. Sarah Beasley and B. C.
Head, and west by lands of W. J. Bridges.
Situated in Union District G. M. of said
county, and for the purpose of encroach
ing on corpus of wards’ estate for their
maintenance and education. I will pass
upon said application on first Monday in
March, 1899. If any can show just cause
why such order should not be granted,
they can file their objections.
J. A. DREWRY, Ordinary,
February Gth, 1899.
QTATE OF GEORGIA,
Spalding County.
Whereas, E. A. Huckaby, administiator
de bonis non of Nathan Fomby, represents
to the court in his petition, duly filed and
entered on record, that he has fnllv admin
istered on Nathan Fomby’s estate. This is
therefore to cite all persons concerned,
kindred and creditors, to show cause, if
any they can, why said administrator
should not be discharged from his admin
istration, and receive letters of admission
on the first Monday in March, 1899. Dec.
6th, 1898.
J. A. DREWRY, Ordinary.
In Re 1 Application for set-
B. R. Blakely, admr. | tlement with heirs
of the estate of Mel- and for a discharge
vina Couch, deceas- V as administrator,
ed. f in Court of Ordi-
I nary, Spalding
I county, Ga., Dec.
J Term, 1898.
B. R. Blakely, administrator of the es
tate of Melvina Couch, late of said county,
deceased, having represented by his peti
tion duly filed in this office, that he is pre
pared to settle with the heirs of said es
tate, and citation having been issued and
published according to law. And it ap
pearing that there are a number of non
resident heirs of said estate, and on appli
cation made bj- said administrator, an or
der was granted at trie December term,
1898, to serve said non-residents by publi
cation.
It is therefore ordered that Mrs. Sarah
Hendrix, of Water Valley, Miss., Thomas
P, Hendrix, of Water Valley, Miss., Mrs.
Martha M. Martin, of Nashville, Tenn.,
Mrs. Virginia A. Bellour, of Boston, Mass.,
Miss Nannie F. Crawford, of Boston,
Mass., Mrs. Nancy Crawford, of Morgan
county, Ala., George Crawford, of West
Tennessee, Reckerson C. Pierce, of Acme,
Tex., Mrs. Mary King, of Oswell, 0., Mrs.
Sarah Crow, of Algiers, La., Mrs. Eliza
beth Holland, of Montgomery, Ala., James
J. Crawford, of Mobile, Ala., Mrs. Nancy
F. Calvin, of Orwell, Ala., and the heirs of
the above named parties, if any of them
are dead, and all other heirs and next of
kin of the said Melvina Couch, late of
Spalding county, Ga., deceased.be and ap
pear at the March term, 1899, of the court
of Ordinary of Spalding county, Ga., then
and thereto submit to a settlement of the
accounts of B. R. Blakely, administrator
of the estate of Melvina Couch, deceased.
This Jan. 5, 1899.
J. A. DREWRY,Ordinary.
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LOVE’LL SHOW THE WAY.
When the ole world seems so gloomy en the
skies ain't lookin bright,
When it seems rz dark in daytime en ez tones
aorne ez at night,
It seems ez if a ray o' light's a kinder strug
glin through
When you think o' some ole fr iend you know'll
shake the hand o' you.
When you think about the dark spots o' the
times that uster be,
En gazin at the future all is lonesome that you
see,
There’s one time when your mind gits on to
happy thoughts awhile,
En that’s when metn’ry shows you that ole
sweetheart's happy smile.
So I jist don't keer how lonely past er future
looks to yon,
You'll alius find somehow the skies'll turn
from gray to blue.
You'll alius find them lightin up, don't keer
how dark the day,
En when they light you'll alius find it's love
that shows the way.
—Edward Singer in Cleveland Plain Dealer.
HE KEPT THE SEAT.
But It Was Worth What the Other
Man Paid For It.
A man who had not been to church
for a very long time, says a London ex
change, finally harkened to the persua
sions of his wife and decided to go. He
got the family all together; and they
started early. Arriving at the church,
there were very few people in it and
m pew openers at hand, so the man led
his family well up the aisle and took
possession of a nice pew.
Just as the service was about to be
gin a pompous looking old man came
in, walked up to the door of the pew
and stood there, exhibiting evident sur
prise that it was occupied. The occu
pants moved over and offered him room
to sit down, but he declined to be seat
ed. Finally the old man produced a
card and wrote upon it with a pencil'
“I pay for this pew.”
‘‘He gave the card to the strange oc
cupant, who, had he been like most
people, would have at once got up and
left. But the intruder adjusted his
glasses and with a smile read the card.
Then he calmly wrote beneath it:
‘‘How much do you pay a year?”
To this inquiry the pompous old gen
tleman, still standing, wrote abruptly:
‘‘Ten pounds. ”
The stranger smiled as though ha
were pleased, looked aronnd to compare
the pew with others, admired its nice
cushions and furnishings and wrote
back:
“I don’t blame you. It is well worth
it. ”
The pompous old gentleman at that
stage collapsed into his seat.
No DendheadN There.
I heard a good story that comes from
a little town in the northern part of
the state: Among the members of the
Methodist church at that place is an
old railroad conductor who has been
retired from the business for ten years
or more. During the morning service
at his church not many Sundays ago
the old railroader was called upon by
the minister to assist in taking up the
collection —one of the stewards who
usually helped in that work being ab
sent.
The retired railroader started down
the aisle with the contribution basket
and passed it around like an old hand
at the business. Everything passed off
smoothly until he came to a good old
brother who had nodded himself fast
asleep, and just as he was about to pass
by him be was suddenly overcome by
the force of habit acquired in his rail
road days. Giving the sleeping brother
a dig on the shoulder with the basket,
he blurted out
‘‘Ticket, please!”—Ohio State Jour
nal.
Two Dear Seati.
Sarah Bernhardt while in London
dropped into a bookseller’s shop one
morning. ‘‘l sold her quite a pile of
books,” said the proprietor, ‘‘and she
seemed pleased. As she was going out
she took hold of my pencil and asked
me something in French which I did
not understand. Seeing that I failed to
catch her meaning, she looked about on
the counters, then, quick as a flash, she
took up a volume of one of the very
best sets of Scott, bound in tree calf,
opened it at the very center, wrote
something quickly, calmly tore out the
leaf, handed it to me, smiled, and went
out."
The astonished bookseller looked at
the leaf and discovered that Sarah had
written a pass for two to her perform
ance that evening! Magnificent, but it
was not a cheap entertainment for the
bookseller.
The One He Mtnwed.
“I was elected by the votes of eight
different nationalities,” declared an
east side aiderman as he tucked his
thumbs in the armholes of his vest and
struck an attitude.
‘‘That so? What were they?”
‘'lrish, German, Polish. English,
Italian, French and Greek.’
“That's only seven. ”
“What the deuce was the other now?
There were eight sure.”
“Americans,” suggested a reporter.
“That's it. Couldn't think of them to
eave me.” —Detroit Free Press.
Poor BnnineMM.
An old gravedigger who lived in a
village at the foot of the Grampians
was one day complaining about the
dullness of times.
“Man, John, is trade that bad wi’
ye?” said a sympathizing neighbor.
“Bad!” returned John, bringing his
staff down with an impatient gesture.
“I liavena buried a leevin sowl this sax
weeks. ”
During the middle ages, when the
aristocracy of Florence and Venice was
so tyrannous to its dependents, mur
der was considered as a small crime
and poisoning was so skillfully effected
that many people lived almost entirely
on boiled eggs.
In the river Llano, in Texas, islands
of floating sand are sometimes seen.
Purchase of ancestors.
Neither n Difficult Nor an Expensive
Operation In London.
Persons are constantly calling at the
heralds’ college in Queen Victoria street
in quest of coats of arms or ancestors. In
addition to that ancient oak paneled hall
there are shops In the streets of London,
gay with heraldic marvelous
mediaeval birds and beasts, where pedi
grees can be purchased and shields pro
cured, with supporters, quarterings, crest
and motto complete.
When W. S. Gilbert playfully alluded to
“ancestors by purchase,” he probably did
not realize that ho was making a smart
hit at tho traffic in crests and shields.
Tills is how it is done: A clerk keeps a
kind of stock reference book, giving the
names of various county families and par
ticulars of their heraldic bearings.
“Your name and place of residence,
please,” says the clerk.
“Brown of Camberwell,” or “Jones of
Wardour street.” or “Smithof Mile End,”
replies the applicant.
“Ah, yes; Wardour street is in Middle
sex. Jones of Middlesex. Oh, hero it is,
a lovely arms too! Azure, three balls of
Lombardy or crest, an empty purse, vert;
mottoes, ‘L’enipirc, e’est la paix,’ and
‘Keep off tho grass.’ ”
“Think I've a perfect right to it?” asks
Jones of Middlesex, with an assumed care
lessness.
“Oh, most decidedly!” replies tho clerk.
“We'll make you a lovely sketch of it.
Only 3s. (id., that's all. Thank you, sir.’’
“Nobody can touch mo for wearing it?”
pursues Jones, with a growing fear of ar
rest for petty larceny.
“Nobody at all,” says tho shopman.
‘‘Fay tho annual tax for bearing arms,
and nobody can touch you.”
That is correct. On tho principle of the
great Wackford Squeers, that a man may
call his house an island if he pleases, there
being “no law fig’in it,” so a man may
call certain arms his own and apply tho
same decoration of his note paper, signet
ring and wheelbarrow. So that some em
inently respectable heraldry, originally
granted perhaps for some desperate valor
amid the steel clash of Cressy or the ar
rowy showers of Agincourt, is passed off
in this matter of fact age for a miserable
3s. 6d. to “Jones of Middlesex.”
But tho college of heralds is the only
place in the British empire which can
grant a man arms by royal letters patent.
It cost Colonel Slipway £683 to Obtain
arms and ancestors that did not belong to
him or his family. At the college of
heralds the extreme expense of a genuine
coat is just one-ninth of that sum. Seven
ty-six pounds ten shillings is the highest
fee the college may charge, and this in
cludes stamp duty and a vellum scrool
with the royal sign manual affixed there
to. Nor may the college charge a fee for
any information unless it states that fee
before giving the information. Tho man
who goes there knows exactly beforehand
what he will have to pay. The bill is not
being constantly added to by disinterred
lead coffins or initials on belfry beams.
“But can any one walk up Queen Vic
toria street, entar the little courtyard,
ascend the stone steps and plank down
£76 10s. and get himself a coat of
arms?” The Daily Mail representative
asked this question at the college. No,
was the answer. Before being granted
a coat of arms a man must prove he
has reached a state of life in which arms
can be suitably borne. The proof is loft
entirely to the discretion of the Duke of
Norfolk, earl marshal of England.—Lon
don Mail.
Bound to Get the Rubbers.
They tell a pretty good story of a sport
who entered a Lynn shoe store one day
last week to purchase a pair of rubbers to
pull over his needle pointed shoes. He
was told that no rubber was made that
would fit such shoes, and he asked what
he could do, and the proprietor told him
that the only thing he knew of was to cut
off about two inches.
Another customer came in and occupied
the attention of the proprietor, and the
next the latter saw of the needle toed man
was when he reappeared from the work
shop, which is in tho rear of the store,
With two inches cut off the end of each
shoe, and inquired if he could find rub
bers to lit. Tho proprietor didn’t know
what to say, but fitted tho shoes with rub
bers, and tho young man without com
immt paid 60 cents and departed, appar
ently satisfied.—Lawrence Sentinel.
Freaks of a Jury Wheel.
Pittsburg people are ruminating over a
jury wheel mystery. In the drawing of
tho petit jury for the November term of
the United States circuit court there was
taken from the wheel the name of Coroner
Heber McDowell, placed in the wheel 16
years ago while Mr. McDowell was a con
stable in Pittsburg; also tho name of
John G. Reading, Jr., that was put in the
wheel over 11 years ago while he was a
law student at Williamsport. Mr. Read
ing is now a leading Pittsburg lawyer. In
contradistinction to tho names that have
been in tho wheel so long and undisturb
ed 26 of the 48 at the recent drawing were
among those put in the last time the wheel
was filled. The wheel always contains
300 names. When a jury is drawn, as
many names are substituted as are taken
out. —Philadelphia Press.
Equal to the Occasion.
Grace, who lives in Tioga, is barely 5
years old. She was in the front yard the
other day when two of her small admirers
climbed over the fence. She recognized
her duties as a hostess, but the end of a
stick of lemon candy remaining in her
hand was too small to be divided. Tommy
was in the lead. He is a chubby young
ster, with an insatiable longing for pie.
Bis chum wears long curls and is fonder
of fairy stories than anything else. Grace
was aware of their limitations. When
Tommy ran up, she proffered the eagerly
accepted candy to him. Then she turned
to his chum with a radiant smile. “But
I’ll div you atiss.”—Philadelphia Record.
A Picture of Dune.
In private life Duse dresses almost en
tirely in white. She wears no corset and
docs not make up her face even for the
stage. She has beautiful black hair, but
she bundles it up anyhow ami is quite
proud of the one snow y white lock that
sweeps across her temple. As to her char
acter, this is what a great friend says:
“She is a charming woman, sincere, brave
and good. Her conversation, when she
chooses to speak, is startlingly brilliant,
but she is one of the saddest women I have
ever known.”
Balfour on Dlwraeli.
Miss Lubbock unco remarked to Arthur
Balfour that she would like to hear Dis
raeli’s conversation. “You need not do
that.” he replied. ‘You have only to
imagine a brazen mask talking his own
novels. ”
A LIFETC. OV2.
A world below and a heaven uL.vo —
Let uh live, v:y dvar; h t uh live and 3ove!
W» know not mH that the Line skies mean.
But the l-enutiful lilies lull and loan,
And here is the sunlight on meadows of green
And rivers with silvery ripples between—
A world below and a heaven alwive.
Let us live, my deer; let uh live and love!
A world below and a heav» n above—
Let us live, my dear. for a breath of love!
We kn« w not the meaning of stars and side*.
Up only mu heaven in Ixjvv'h glad eyes
And give him our our songs and our
sighs.
And a red rose is born fur each red rose that
dies!
For a world Leh w or a L< aven above
Let us live, my dear; h t us live and love!
Let uh live, my dear, in the lonely hinds
For a kiss, at« ir and a cla pof hands,
F >r whatever Lickings a m>ul may mtns
There is nothing in henv* n as sweet as this,
Love’s kiss- love'w ling* ling, first sweet kiss
With a world below and n heaven above
And a life, my <L ..r, that is lived for love!
—Ai lauta Constitution
WANTED, SOME BURGLARS.
They Were Requested to ('all and Steal
Valuable lldrloums.
A man rushed into the business office
of one of the daily papers and stopped
at tho advertising window. There he
secured a pad of paper and a pencil with
a string to it. He wrote and erased, and
then tore up what he had written, chew
ing the fragments savagely while lie
made another copy.
“There,” he said at last, as he
thrust the paper into the hand of tho
advertising clerk, “count the words and
tell me what they will cost for one in
sertion. I reckon that will fetch them. ”
This was the advertisement:
“Burglars are requested to call some
night this week on Mr. and Mrs. Eras
tus Brown, Ash court. A door and win
dow will bo left open and every facility
offered for removing the spoils.”
“But this is a very unusual form of
advertisement, ” said the clerk, with a
troubled look. "I don’t know whether
to put it under tho head es personal or
educational. What is your motive, may
I ask?”
“My motive?” said tho advertiser,
“is to get rid of an awful incubus of
inherited truck without any responsi
bility fastened upon me. I might burn
the house down, but in that case I
would bo expected to save the heirlooms
or perish with them. Say, young man,
were you ever the victim of a legacy?”
“No,” said the clerk, with a friend
ly grin. “What a funny question.”
“No old maid aunt ever died and left
you a dozen battered silver teaspoons
that had come down from Oliver Crom
well?”
“Never!”
“Lucky chap! Never had a solid sil
ver punch bowl bequeathed to you by a
bibulous old uncle who was a disgrace
to the family while he lived, but prom
ised to return and haunt you if you
didn’t entertain his comrades once a
year out of that bowl?”
“I should say not.”
“Nor a great-grandmother who left
you a silver soup ladle with a coat of
arms of some unknown dead and gone
ancestor which must be placed under
your pillow every night for safe keep
ing?”
“No,” said tho clerk. “I belong to
plain, everyday people, and we haven’t
a coat of arms to our backs.”
“Be thankful, young man. You little
realize what a blessed lot is yours. To
crown our misfortunes, another relative
died in Paris last week and left us her
diamonds. But I draw the line at dia
monds, and so does my wife. We take
turns now sitting up with the silver.
After the burglars come and clean us
out we shall begin to live. Put that ad
vertisement in a good place, and I’ll let
you know if we hear from it. S’long. ”
—Chicago Times-Herald
The Ohl Time Stagecoach.
In 1762 there were, strange as it
seems, only six stagecoaches running
in al) England, and of course these were
the only public vehicles for travelers.
Even these were a novelty, and a per
son named John Cresset thought they
were such a dangerous innovation that
he wrote a pamphlet against them.
“These coaches,” he wrote, “make gen
tlemen come to London upon every
small occasion, which otherwise they
would not do except upon urgent neces
sity. Nay, the conveniency of the pass
age makes their wives come often up,
who rather than come such long jour
neys on horseback would stay at home.
Then when they come to town they
must be in the wade, get fine clothes,
go to plays and treats, and by these
means get such a habit of idleness and
love of pleasure that they are uneasy
after.” Even people who come to the
city on steam cars are sometimes sim
ilarly affected by the visit, even unto
this day.—Exchange.
A Natural Query.
“I am getting up a little article about
men of wealth, ” explained the reporter,
as he entered tho great merchant’s
office, “as a sort of lesson for the young
men of today. Would you mind telling
me tow you got J ur fir-f al start in
life?”
“Not at all, not at all,” replied the
old man pleasantly. “Do you want the
truth, or the regulation biographical ro
mance that is ordinarily used? It's im
material to me.” —Chicago Post.
The Meanest Man.
“Aixiut the meanest man I ever
knew,” said the steady liar, “was a
fellow over in Indiana. His little boy
got a leg cut off in a sawmill, and the
old villain bad a wooden leg made for
the kid of green willow, in the hope
that it might grow as the boy did and
save him the expense of getting a new
one so often.”—Cincinnati Enquirer.
Sweden and Norway find the United
States a good customer of cod liver oil
and matches, those articles being the
principal items of export to this coun
try.
Gypsies are supp l'd to have come
originally from India, and not from
Egypt, as their name implies
CASTORIA
The Kind Yen Have'Always Bought, and which has been
*?U use for OX r 30 years, has borne thO signature <»t
□■■■C and has been made under bis jmt-
, sonal supervi-ion since its infancy.
’ J Allow no one to deceive you in this.
Al! Counterfeits, Imitations and Substitutes arc but Ex
periments tli.it. trifle With and endanger the health of
Infants and Children—Experience against Experiment.
What is CASTORIA
Castoria is a substitute for Castor Oil, Paregoric, Drops
and Soothing Syrups. It is Harmless and Pleasant. It
contains neither Opium, Morphine, nor other Narcotic
substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys Worms
ami allays Feverishness. It cures Diarrhcra and Wind
Colic, it relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation
amt Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates the
Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy ami natural sleep.
The Children’s Panacea—The Mother’s Friend.
GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS
The Kind You Have Always Bought
In Use For Over 30 Years.
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