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A SHIP OF ’49.
By BRET HARTE.
[Copyrighted by Houghton, Mifflin & Co., and
published by arrangement with tbem.'j
[COSTISVED-T
CHAPTER V.
The elaborately untruthful account
which Mr. Nott gave his (laughter of de
Ferrieres’ sudden dejiarture was more for¬
tunate than his usual equivocations. While
it disappointed and slightly mortified her,
it did not seem to her inconsistent with
what she already knew of him. "Said his
doctor had ordered him to quit town un¬
der an hour, owing to a coinin’ attack of
hay fever, and he had a friend from fur-
rin parts waitin’ him at the Springs,
Rosey,” explained Nott, hesitating be-,
tween and his his desire to avoid his daughter’s*
eyes wish to observe here counte¬
nance.
“Was he worse?-—I mean did he look
badly, father?” inquired Rosey thought¬
fully.
“I reckon not exnekly bad. Kinder
looked ez if he mout be worse soon of lie
didn’t hump hisself.”
“Did you see him?—m his room?” asked
Rosey anxiously*. Upon the answer to
this simple question depended the future
confidential relations of father and
.
daughter. If her father had himself de¬
tected the means by which his lodger ex¬
isted she felt that her own obligations to
secrecy had been removed. But Mr.
Nott’s answer disposed of this vain hope.
It was a response after his usual fashion
to the question he imagined slio artfully
wished to ask, i. e. if he had discovered
their rendezvous of the previous night.
This it was part of his peculiar delicacy
to ignore. Yet his reply showed that he
had been unconscious of the one miserable
secret that he might have read easily.
“I was there an hour or so—him and
me alone—discussin’ trade. 1 reckon lie's
got a good thing outer that curled horse¬
hair, for I see he’s got in an invoice o’
cushions. I’ve stored them all in the for-
rard bulkhead until he sends for ’em, ez
Mr. Renshaw hez taken the loft.”
But although Mr. Renshaw had taken
the loft, he did not seem in haste to occupy
it. Ho spent part of the morning in un¬
easily pacing his room, in occasional sal¬
lies into the street from which he pur¬
poselessly returned, and once or twice in
distant and furtive contemplation of
Rosey at work in tho galley. This last
observation was nq£ unnoticed by the
astute Nott, who at once conceived that he
was nourishing a secret and hopeless pas¬
sion for Rosey, began to consider whether
it was not his duty to warn the young
man of her preoccupied affections. But
Mr. Renshaw’s final disappearance obliged
him to withhold liis confidence till morn¬
ing.
This time Air. Renshaw left the ship
with the evident determination of some
settled purpose. He walked rapidly until
he reached the counting house of Mr.
Sleight, when he was at once shown into a
private office. In a few moments Mr.
Sleight, a brusque but passionless man.
joined him.
“Well,” said Sleight, closing the door
carefully. “What news?” ‘
“None,” said Renshaw bluntly. "Look
here, Sleight,” he added, turning to him
suddenly. ‘ ‘Let me out of this game. I
don’t like it. ”
“Does that mean you've found noth¬
ing?” asked Sleight, sarcastically*.
“It means that 1 haven’t looked for
anything, and that I don’t intend to with¬
out the full knowledge of that d--d fool
who owns the ship. ’ ’
“You’ve changed your mind since you
wrote that letter,” said Sleight coolly,
producing from a drawer the note already
known to the reader. Renshaw mechan¬
ically extended his hand to take it. Mr.
Sleight dropped the letter back into tha
drawer, which he quietly locked. The ap¬
parently simple act dyed Mr. Renshaw’s
cheek with color, but it vanished quickly,
and with it any token of his previous em¬
barrassment. He looked at Sleight with
the convinced air of a resolute man who
had at last taken a disagreeable step, but
was willing to stand hy the consequences.
. “I have changed my mind,” he said
coolly. “I found out that it was one thing
to go down there as a skilled prospector
might go to examine a mine that was to
bo valued according to his report of the in¬
dications, but that it was entirely another
thing to go and play the spy in a poor
devil’s house in order to buy something he
didn’t know he was selling, and wouldn’t
sell if he did.”
“And something that the man he bought
of didn’t think of selling; something ho
himself never paid for, and never expect¬
ed to buy," sneered Sleight.
“But something that wo expect to buy
from our knowledge of all this, and it is
that which makes all the difference. ’ ’
“But you knew all this before.”
“I never saw it in this light before! I
never thought of it until I was living
there face to face with the old fool I was
intending to overreach. I never was sura
of it until this morning, when he actually*
turned out one of his lodgers that I might
have the very room I required to play oil
our little game in comfortably. When he
did that I made up my mind to drop the
whole thing, and I’m here to do it.”
“And let somebody else take the re¬
sponsibility—with the percentage—unless
you’ve also felt it your duty to warn Nott
too,” said Sleight with a sneer.
“You only dare say that to me, Sleight,”
said Renshaw quietly, “because you have
in that drawer an equal evidence of my
folly and my confidence; but if you are
wise yon will not presume too far on
either. Let us see how we . stand.
Through the yarn of a drunken captain
and a mutinous sailor you became aware
of an unclaimed shipment of treasure con¬
cealed in an unknown ship that entered
this harbor. You are enabled, through
me, to corroborate some facts and identify
the ship. Y’ou proposed to me, as a spec¬
ulation, to identify the treasure if possible
before you purchased the ship. I accept¬
ed the offer without consideration; on
consideration I now decline it, but with¬
out prejudice or loss to any one but my¬
self. As to your insinuation I need not
remind YOU that iar presence here today
refutes it. I would not require your per¬
mission to make a much 1 letter bargain
with n good uatuml fool like Nott than I
could with yon Or if I did not care for
the business I could have warned the
girl"-
“The girl—what girl?”
Renshaw bit his lip, but answered
boldly. “The old man's daughter—a poor
girl—whom this act would rob as well as
her father.”
Sleight looked at his companion atten¬
tively. “You might have said so at first,
and let up on this campmeetiu’ exhorta¬
tion. Well then—admitting you've got
the old man and the young girl on the
same string, and that you’ve played it
pretty low down in the short time you’ve
been there—I suppose, Dick Renshaw,
I Wo got to sec your bluff. Well, how
much is it? What’s the figure you and
she have settled on?”
For an instant Mf. Sleight was in phys¬
ical danger. But before he had finished
speaking Renshaw’s quick sense of the
ludicrous had so far overcome his first in¬
dignation as to enable him even to admire
the perfect moral iusensibility of his com¬
panion. As he rose and walked towards
the door, he half wondered that he had
ever treated tho affair seriously. With a
smile he replied:
“Far from bluffing, Sleight, I am
throwing my cards on the table. Con¬
sider that I've passed out. Let some
other man take my hand. Rake down
the pot if you like, old man; I leave for
Sacramento to-night. Adios.”
When the door had closed behind him
Mr. Sleight summoned his clerk.
“Is that petition for grading Pontiac
street ready?”
“I’ve seen tho largest property holders,
sir; they’re only waiting for you to sign
first.” Mr. Sleight paused and then af¬
fixed his signature to the paper his clerk
laid beforo him. “Get the other names
and send it up at once.”
“If Mr. Nott doesn’t sign it, sir?”
“No matter. He will be assessed all
the same.” Mr. Sleight took up hks hat.
“The Lascar seaman that was here tho
other day has been wanting to see you, sir.
I said you were busy. ’ ’
Mr. Sleight put down his hat. “Send
him up.”
Nevertheless Mr. Sleight sat down and
at once abstracted himself so completely
as to be apparently in utter oblivion of
the man who entered. He was lithe and
Indian looking; bearing in dress and man¬
ner the careless slouch without the easy
frankness of a sailor.
“Well!" said Sleight without look¬
ing up.
“I was only wantin’ to know ef you had
any news for me, boss.”
“News?” echoed Sleight as if absently;
“news of what?”
“That little matter of the Pontiac we
talked about, boss,” returned the Lascar
with an uneasy servility in Ihe whites of
his teeth cud eyes.
“Oh,” said Sleight, "that’s played out.
It’s a regular fraud. It’s an old fore¬
castle yarn, my man, that you can’t reel
off in the cabin. ”
The sailor’s face darkened.
“The man who was looking into it has
thrown the whole thing up. I tell you
it’s played out!” repeated Sleight, with¬
out raising his head.
“It’s true, boss—every word,” said the
Lascar, with an appealing insinuation
that seemed to struggle hard with savage
earnestness. "You can swear me, boss;
I wouldn’t lie to a gentleman like you.
Your man hasn’t half looked, or else—it
must be there, or”-
“That’s just it,” said Sleight slowly;
“who’s to know that your friends haven’t
been there already—that seems to liavo
been your style.”
“But no one knew it but me, until I
told you, I swear to God. I ain't lying,
boss, and I ain't drunk. Say—don’t give
it up, boss. That man of yours likely
don’t believo.it, because he don’t know
anything about it. I do—I could find it. ”
A silence followed. Mr. Sleight re¬
mained completely absorbed in his papers
for some moments. Then glancing at the
Lascar, lie took liis peu, wrote a hurried
note, folded it, addressed it, and, holding
it between his fingers, leaned back in his
chair.
“If you choose to take this note to my
man, he may give it another show. Mind,
1 don’t say that he will. He's going to
Sacramento to-night, but you could go
down there and fincVhlm before ho starts,
lie's got a room there, I believe. While
you’re waiting for him, you might keep
your eyes open to satisfy yourself. ”
“Ay, ay, sir,” said the sailor, eagerly
endeavoring to catch the eye of his em¬
ployer. But Mr. Sleight looked straight
before him, and he turned to go.
“The Sacramento boat goes at 9." said
Mr. Sleight quietly.
This time their glances met, and the
Lascar’s eye glistened with subtle intelli¬
gence. The next moment lie was gone,
and Mr. Sleight again became absorbed in
his papers:
Meanwhile Renshaw was making liis
way back to the Pont! that light
hearted optimism that lir.d characterized
Iris parting with Sleight. It was this
quality of his nature, fostered perhaps by
the easy civilization in which he moved,
that had originally drawn him into re¬
lations with the man he had just quitted;
a quality that had ireen troubled and
darkenel by those relations, yet, when
they v.vre broken, at once returned. It
conseqa ally did not occur to him that he
had only selfishly compromised with the
difficulty; it seemed to him enough that
he had withdrawn from a compact he
thought dishonorable; he was not called
upon to betray his partner in that com¬
pact merely to benefit others. He had
been willing to incur suspicion and loss
to reinstate himself in his self respect,
more he could not do without justify¬
ing that suspicion. The view taken
by Sleight was, after all, that which most
business men would take—which even the
unbusinesslike Nott would take—which
the girl herself might be tempted to listen
to. Clearly he could do nothing but aban¬
don the Pontiac and her owner to the
fate he could not in honor avert. And
even that fate was problematical. It did
not follow that the treasure was still con¬
cealed in the Pontiae, nor 1hat Nott would
be willing to sell her. He would make
some excuse to Nott—he smiled to think
he would probably be classed in the long
line of absconding tenants—he would say
good by to limey, ana wave tor nstern-
meato that right. He ascended l!»o state*
to the gangway with a freer breast than
when he first entered the ship
Mr. Nott wn3 evidently absent, and after
a quick glance at the half open cabin
door, Renshaw turned towards the galley.
But Miss Rosey was not in her accus¬
tomed haunt, and with a feeling of disap¬
pointment, which seemed inconsistent
with so slight a cause, he cror ' o deck
impatiently, and entered ! i. lie
Was about to close the dote a the pro¬
longed rustle of a trailing skirt in the
passage attracted his attention. The
sound was so unlike that made by any
garment worn by Rosey that he unfilled
motionless, with his hand on e door.
The sound approached nearer, and the
uext moment a white veiled figure with a
trailing skirt slowly swept past the room.
Renshaw’s pnlses halted for an instant in
half superstitious awe. As the appari¬
tion glided on and vanished in the cabin
iloor he could only see that it was the
form of u beautiful and graceful woman
—but nothing more. Bewildered and
curious, he forgot himself so far as to
follow it, and impulsively entered the
cabin. The figure turned, uttered a little
cry, threw the veil aside, and showed the
half troubled, half blushing face of
Rosey.
“I—beg—your pardon,
Renshaw; “I didn’t know it was you.
“1 was trying on some things,” said
Rosey, recovering her composure and
pointing to an open trunk that seemed to
contain a theatrical wardrobe—“some
things father gave me long ago. I wanted
to see if there was anything I could use.
I thought I was all alone in the ship, but
fancying I heard a noise forward I came
out to see what it wbs. I suppose it must
have been you.”
She raised her clear eyes to liis, with a
slight touch of womanly reserve that was
so incompatible with any vulgar vanity or
girlish coquetry (hat he became the more
embarrassed. Her dress, too, of a
slightly antique shape, rich but simple,
seemed to reveal and accent a certain re¬
pose of gentlewomanliness, that ho was
now washing to believe he had always
noticed. Conscious of a superiority in
her that now seemed to change their re¬
lations completely, he alone remained si¬
lent, awkward and embarrassed before
the girl who had taken care of his room,
and who cooked in the galley! What he
had thoughtlessly considered a merely
vulgur business intrigue against her stupid
father, now to his extravagant fancy as¬
sumed the proportions of a sacrilege to
herself.
“You’ve had your revenge, Miss Nott,
for the fright I once gave you,” he said a
little uneasily, “for you quite startled me
just now as you passed. I began to think
the Pontiac was haunted. I thought you
were a ghost. I don’t know why Buch a
ghost should frighten anybody,” he went
on with a desperate attempt to recover
his position by gallantry. “Let me see—
that's Donna Elvira's dress—is it not?”
“That's Donaa Elvira's dress—is it not?"
“I don’t think that was the poor
woman's name,” said Rosey simply; “she
died of yellow fever at New Orleans as
Signora somebody.”
Her ignorance seemed to Mr. Renshaw
so plainly to partake more of the nun
than the provincial that he hesitated to
explain to her that he meant the heroine
of an opera.
“It seems dreadful to put on the poor
thing’s clothes, doesn't it?” she added.
Mr. Renshaw’s eyes showed so plainly
that he thought otherwise that she drew
a little austerely towards the door of her
stateroom.
“I must eh * ~e these things before any
one comes,” ; he said dryly.
“That means I must go, I suppose. But
couldn’t you let me wait here or in the
gangway until then, Miss Nott? I am go¬
ing away to-night, and I mayn't see you
again. ” He had not intended to say this,
but it slipped from his embarrassed
tongue. She stopped with her baud on
the door.
“You arc going away}”
“I—think—I must leave to night. I
have some important business in Sacra¬
mento.”
She raised her frank eyes to liis. The
unmistakable look of disappointment that
he saw in them gave his heart a sudden
throb and sent the quick blood to liis
cheeks.
“It’s tr bad,” she said, abstractedly.
“Nobody t . r seems to stay here long.
Capt. Bov> r promised to tell me all about
the ship ir.d he went away the second
week. The photographer left before he
finished th- picture of the Pontiac; Mon¬
sieur de Ferrieres has just gone, and now
you are going. ”
“Perhaps, unlike them, I have finished
my season of usefulness here,” he replied,
with a bitterness he would have recalled
the next moment. But Ro6ey, with a
faint sigh, saying, “I won’t be long,” en¬
tered the state room and closed the door
iiehind her.
Renshaw bit his lip and pulled at the
long silken threads of his mustache until
they smarted. Why had he not gone at
once? Why was it necessary to say he
might not see her again—and if he had
said it, why should he add anything more?
What was he waiting for now? To en¬
deavor to prove to her tbbt he really boro
no resemblance to Capt. Bower, the pho¬
tographer, the crazy Frenchman de Fer¬
rieres? Or would he be forced to tell her
that he was running awav from a con-
■piracy to defraud "her father—mere!) tor
something to say? Was there ever such
tolly? Rosey was “not long,’' as she had
said, but he was beginning to pace the
narrow cabin impatiently when the door
opened and she returned-
She had resumed her ordinary calico
gown, but such was the Impression left
upon Henshaw’s fancy that she seemed
to wear it with a new grace. At any
other time he might have recognized the
change ns clue to a new corset, which
strict veracity compels me to record Rosey
had adopted for the first time that morn¬
ing. Howbeit, her slight coquetry seemed
to have passed, for she closed the open
trunk with a return of her old listless air,
and sitting on it rested her elbovrs on her
knees and her oval elfiu in her hands.
“I wish you would do me a favor," she
said, after a reflective pause.
“Let me know what it is and it shall bo
done,” replied Renshaw, quickly.
“If you .should come across Monsieur de
Ferrieres, or hear of him, I wish yon
would let me know. He was very poorly
when he left here, and 1 should like to
know if he was lietter. He didn't say
where he was going. At least, he didn’t
tell father; but 1 fancy he and father
don't agree.”
“I shall be very glad of having even
that opportunity of making you reniem-
"bar rtfF, -iMUPNGu, 1 *¥Fun imi ■
with a faint smile; “I don’t suppose either
that it would la: very difficult to get new.,
of your friend—everybody seems to know
him.”
“But not as I did,” said Rosey, with an
abstracted little sigh.
Mr. Renshaw opened liis brown eyes
upou her. Was he mistaken? Was this
romantic girl only a little coquette, play¬
ing her provincial airs on him? “Yon say
he and your father didn't agree? That
means, I suppose, that you aiul bo agreed
—and that was the result.”
“I don’t think father knew anything
about it,” said Rasey, simply.
Mr. Renshaw rose. And this was wlmt
he had been waiting to hear! “Perhaps,”
he said, grimly, “you would also like
news of the photographer and ('apt.
Bower, or did your father agree with
them 1 att.ter?”
“No," said. Rosey quietly. She re¬
mained silent for a moment, and lifting
her lashes said, “Father always seemed
to agree with you, and that”—she hesi¬
tated.
“That’s why you don’t.”
“I didn't say that,” said Rosey with an
incongruous increase of coldness and
color. “I only meant to say it was that
which makes it seem so hard you should
go now.”
Notwithstanding his previous determi¬
nation KenLinw found himself sitting
down again. Confused and pleased, wish¬
ing he had said more—or less—he said
nothing, and Rosey was forced to con¬
tinue.
“It’s strange, isn’t it—but father wrs
urging me this morning to make a visit
to some friends at the old Ranch. I didn’t
want to go. I like it much lietter here. ”
“But you cannot bury yourself litre
forever, Miss Nott,” said Renshaw with a
sudden burst of honest enthusiasm.
“Sooner or later you will be forced to go
where you will be properly appreciated,
where you will be admired and courted,
where your slightest wish will tie law.
Believe me, without flattery, you don’t
know your own power.”
“It doesn't seem strong enough to keep
even the little I like here,” said Rosey
with a slight glisteuing of the eyes.
“But,” she added hastily, “you don't
know how much the dear old ship is to
me. It's the only home I think 1 ever
had.”
“But the Ranch?” said Renshaw.
“The Ranch seemed to be only the ohl
wagon halted in the road. It was n very
little improvement on out doors,” said
Rosey, with alittle shiver. “But this is so
cozy and snug and yet so strange and
foreign. Do you know I think I began to
understand why I like it so since yoq
taught me so much about ships and
voyages. Before that I only learned front
books. Books deceive you, I think, more
than people do. Don’t you think so?”
She evidently did not notice the quick
( covered his cheeks and
(flush that ap¬
parently dazzled his troubled eyelids, for
she went on confidentially.
“I was thinking of you yesterday. I
was sitting by the galley door, looking
forward. You remember the first day I
saw you when you startled me by coming
up out of the hatch?”
“I wish you wouldn’t thiuk of that,”
said Renshaw, with more earnestness
than he would have made apparent.
“I don’t want to cither," said Rosey,
gravely, “for I’ve had a strange fancy
about it. I saw once when 1 was younger,
a picture in a print shop in Montgomery
street that haunted me. I think it was
called ‘The Pirate.’ There was a number
of wicked looking sailors lying around the
deck, and coming oat of a hatch was one
figure with his hands on the deck and n
cutlass in his mouth.”
“Thank you,” said Renshaw.
"You don’t understand. He was kar¬
ri ■ looking, not at all like you. I n^.'er
t). ight of him when I first saw you; but
ti e other day I thought how dreadful it
fn; H have been if someone like him and
not like you bad come up then. Tiuit
made me nervous sometimes of I icing
alone. I think father is too. He often
goes about stealthily at night, as if lie was
watching for something.”
Henshaw’s face grew suddenly dark.
Could it be possible that Sleight had
always suspected him. and set spies to
watch—or was he guilty of some double
intrigue?
“He tiiin* s.” continued Rosey with a
faint smite, “that some one is looking
around the ship, and talks of setting Ix-ar
traps. I hope you’re not mad. Mr Ren¬
shaw,” she added, suddenly catching
si :ht of his changed expression, at my
f(V ilishness in saying you remiiv 1 '- ’ : ••
of the pirate. I meant nothin.*."
"I Luo.-, you’re incapable ot ..mug
an; .hi i r but good to anybody, Miss Nott;
perinc... ! . me more than I deserve,” said
Renshaw with a sudden burst of feeling.
“I wish—I wish—you would do me a fa¬
vor. You asked me one just now.” He
had taken her hand. It seemed so like a
mere illustration of his earnestness that
she did not withdraw it. “Your father
tells you everything. If he has any offer
to dispose of the ship, wfil yon write to me
at onceoerat mfijtm. * <*«*>«ufle*?” He
winced ft little—the sentente of flelght,
“What’s the figure yon and she have set¬
tled upon 5 ” flashed across his mind. He
scarcely noticed that Rosey had withdrawn
her hand coUliy.
“Perhaps you had last ter speak to fa¬
ther, as It is his business. Besides I shall
not lie T shall be at the Ranch. ”
“But yo aid you didp’t want to
“I’ve changed my mind.” mid Rosey
listlessly. "I shall go to night,”
She rose as it to indicate that the inter¬
view was ended. With an overpowering
instinct that his whole future happiness
depended upon his next act, he made %
step toward her. with eager outstretched
hand Rut she slightly lifted her own
with a warning gesture, “I hear father
coming—yon will have n chance to talk
business with him,” she said, and van¬
ished Into her stateroom
[to m co>.*TlX£*jet>.J
. * ..a -*m *- v ——w- Tm hi i i i i m a—»i au*—
Vci m inlstr atrlx’s Sale
n> •> .! u iiiiSei granted hy the Court
1 rdinir o’tltiig County, Georgia, I
. ; I L U i -(. bidder Iw-torc the
K • f t •m I "vi e inh- alcing Coimly,
i <:•' lh>! In a day i a February
g * • t'-grfi hours of sale, the fob
/ .< i.h-d i>r,ijx-rty tt-vrit: 257
ft‘ i*'-- I <h more or less, 1 1 Mb Zion Die
the ;,i t, place 8puiil;i;g I'ui'ty, Georgia, known at
u here It. P C owder lived at the
lime of his death, and bounded cast by F E.
J. Drawry Bowden and and 8. I). Williamson, eoulh by 4L
Mrs. Yarbrough, west by W
II. Crowder and J. L. Maynard, and north by
ject <» Norton. Terms of safe, cash Sold sub¬
to a mortgage in favor of the Georgia
Loan and Trust Company.
This property having been, on the 1st
Crowder Tuesday in December, hid off by 11. Cad
for f2,300 and lie Living failed to
comply witli the terms of salo nud pay the
amount of his bid and the Administratrix
having is sold offtred at the him risk a deed, the above proper
ty of said R. C. Crowder. .
HARRIET S. CROWDER,
Administratrix of R. P. OowdcrJ’dec’d.
♦000.
Administrator’s Sale.
of By Ordinary virtue of an order granted by Ihe Court
of Spalding County, wifi Iks sold
to door highest bidder, before the Court house
in said county, on the first Tuesday in
February next,within the legal hours of sale,
the following property, towit: One hundred
and one and a quarter acres of U'ld more or
less, :n Union District of Bpaldh-.g Com
being hounded the sonth half of lot of hi.id No.
north by &, A. ii <fe A, O, EerUs
east by lands of estate of J E. Allen and
the south and west by Thfmi s Moore. 8
as the property ot .Tam s j i. r .’t\ Itfie of said
oounty. now deceased. ; . is well im¬
proved, woodland is well watered ami s , . some good
od it. Terms cash.
N. M COLLENB,
fi’OO. Administrator.
February Sheriff’s Sales.
vy ILL BF. HOLD ON Til E FIRST TTTES-
!f hours day in of February next, t>» tween the le¬
gal House, sale, before il.u door of the
Court in the city i f Griffin, Spalding
County, Georgia, the following described
property, to wit:
One house au-1 lot m the city of Griffin,
containing one-fourth of r.n acre, more or
less, and known as tho Thomas lot, bounded
north by lot of Mrs. Fannie Brown, west by
8Ixtli street, south by lot of Mrs. Thomas,
east by lot of Ferry Williams. Sold as the
property of T. A. Warren by virtue of aft fa
issued of C. from L. Pitts Spalding Superior Court in fav¬
or und B P. Blanton, trans¬
feree, vs. T. A. Warren. Tenant in posste-
sion legally notified. 13.00.
Also, at th** same time and place, one saw
mill carriage, saw frame, circular saw, track
and frame, and large belt, each and every
piece connected with tho saw mill and sold
to be delivsred at the the premises where the
saw infills now located, in Lino Creek dis¬
trict, at the F. A. Putman saw mill. Sold
by virtue of a mortgage fi fa issued from
Spnlding Blanton Superior F. A, Putman. Court in favor of $3.00. W. M.
vs
sold Also, at the same time and place, wily be
one and one-fourth acres of land, more
or Oounty. less, in Georg!i, the second district of Spalding
bounded north by C. II.
Osborn,‘east south, by a road rum i g nor h and
sonth by a road running east and west,
and west by Col. W T Trammell. Bold aa the
property of Warren Fuller, to satisfy one ft
fa issued frem the Justice Court of the 1001st
district. G. M., in favor of J. C. King for the
use of Talbott Brothers vi. Warren Fuller
Levy made by G G. Johnson, L. C , and
turned over to me Tenant in possession
legally Also, notified. ffi.OO.
sold twenty at the same of time land in and the place, northwest wifi be
acres
ern corner of lot of land number ten la the
1007th District,G. M.,of Spalding Count),
bounded north by a road dividing said
laud from lot number eleven, on the east by
land of J. D Boyd, anil south and west by a
part of said lot, blonging to 8. W. Leak.
Levied on and sold as the property of 8. W.
Leak to satisfy one fi fa issued from Spald¬
ing Superior Court in favor *f Lockwood A
MoClintock vs a. W Ijeak. Tenant in pos¬
session legally notified. id.00.
ALo, at tha same time and place, will be
sold fifty acres of land, being the east half
of one hundred acres oil of lot number nine
ty-six known as part of Chatfield lot, bound
ed as follows: on the north by Hie hard Man-
ley, east by Stilwcll <fc Keith, south by John
Ransom place, and west by land of Beaton
Grantland. Levied on and sold as the prop¬
erty of it. A Ellis to satisfy on-r fl fa issued
from > he County Court of Spalding County-
in Ellis. favor Tenant of Patapsco possession Gu&uo Co. legally vs. R. notl- A.
in
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