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VOL IV.
TRI- WEEKLY.
AMERICUS, GEORGIA. RMDAY MORNING, JULY 28 ISsT
NO. 29.
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TO OSCAlt WILDKi
Kditou Bkcoudku:-TLo mission uf
Oscar Wilde to this country is to teach
“«r w»V iho study of tlie beautiful.
May I bo sun flowered with winter greens
and greased with bacon at 19 cents a
pound, if theie isn't
umlcr forty, and as plain ns pike
stalls !” ejaculated Floyd in dis
may.
“You’ll find as that won’t make
any diiferuiice,” said Mrs. Akers,
much solid poetry I gloomily. “ l lint a wlint she s got.
int the following dramatic, pathetic, he- j her eye on as true as yon live,
**•“- and concentric ode, than ever Oscar Floyd. And she never yet failed
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Wilde ground out in his machine. My
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j In the town gulch livetli Jack Slocum,
: I know you would like well to choke him,
! In a fight he’s a wizznrd
l And has Fund in his gizzard,
i For a poetry man is Jack Slocum.
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Ag*nes Aycock!
Liko yourself in tko rhymes he will revel,
lie is is fond of the muse and the Devil,
He is utterly uttah
On corn bieud and butter,
And struts with a kind of a bevil.
Jack lovotli a fat squabby maiden
A dutch girl who hailed from linden
With a snout liko n Hindoo
And one eye askew too;
In a row, she lovotli 11 wade in.
One night with a pitcher of larger,
Jack Slocum heat home with a staggei
In fun or in folly.
He run against Polly
And called on the devil to gag her.
She hit him a blow on the smeller
A regular eye-bunging teller
Quickly he grabbled to hitch her
Quickly she grabbled the pitcher
And leveled the form of that feller.
Then officer Grubbs with his “billy”
Whacked, and whistled unite shrilly,
Rut Poll with a brick-bat,
Knocked him so quick—fiat,
That he turned as while as a lily.
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Jack Slocum and Polly got married.
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“All, dear me, deal- inti” sighed
Mrs. Uopmiui. “What a world ol
trmilile this!”
Her son-in-law looked up from
the newspaper lie was reading. He
was a tall, handsome man ofthirty,
with soft dark eyes, and hern and
there a silver streak in his hair.
“Is there any now trial develop
ing itself?" ho asked kindly.
“No," said Mrs. Copmnn,“noth
ing especial, lixeept that Francis
wants tiie green parlor for a studio
There’s such a splendid north light
to it, you know.”
“Well,” said Henry Clmrtcris,
“why not let her have it?”
“il.It what shall we do for a re
ception room,” said the old lady.
“Take my library,” suggested
lie.
“.My dear Henry! And all Un
hooks—what is to become of them?
lint dear Francis would be so de
lighted if the plan were only prac
ticable.”
“I’ut them in my bedroom,"said
Mr. Charteiis, absently. “Floyd
can easily knock up a few shelves
there. It is a pity that Francis
should he disturbed in the prosecu
tion of her art."
“You are always so kind and
thoughtful,” said Mrs. Copmnn,
brightening up, as she hurried
away to give the necessary in
structions.
Floyd, Mr. Charteris’ faithful
Scotch servitor, stared blankly
wben the old lady issued her
orders.
“My master’s library," be said,
“up to bis bed room? Where in
the world can I put all of the
books ?”
“fill, there’s plenty of room fora
few shelves,” said the old Indy,
briskly. “And if there should be
a volume or two lull over, they can
easily be put in the closet under
the stairs, which lias a good large
window looking out over the sta-
lilcs.”
Floyd whistled under his breath,
hut there was nothing for him hut
to obey.
“I never saw such a mother-in
lawed house as this is in inv life!”
said he to the housekeeper with a
iu what site made up her mind to
do.”
While Mrs. Akers and Mr. l-’loyd
were engaged in this discussion of
family alfairs, Mrs. Copmau herself
was cheerfully hustling about, or
dering the maids, tormenting the
footman, suggesting this, and that
and the other tiling to her bony,
liigli-chceked daughters, Francis,
Arabella and Louisa—until, sud
denly glancing up, she chanced to
observe a light ligurc, clad ill a
pretty pink musliui, with a floating
scarf, enter the green-house door,
across the garden. She rang the
hell energetically.
“Floyd,” said she, “who is
that—that person who is in the gar
den?"
“It's Miss Jenny Lane, the par
son’s daughter, said Floyd—“at
least,” coughing behind his band,
“it Inuit'd like her.”
“And what is she doing in our
greenhouse, I’d like to know,”
demanded Mrs. Copmnn holly.
“She goes there to get (lowers
for her wax works, ma’am,” said
Floyd. Mr. Chastens gave her
resolute spinsters against an unpro
tected specimen of the genus homo.
Vet I think if I had an eftlcicnt
lieutenant I could defeat the enemy
yet. Jenny, will you join—the
ranks?”
“J—I don’t think I understiTlid
you,” faltered Jenny.
“You are eighteen, I am thirty,”
lie continued, and yet I feel young
enough in my heart to ho your
match. Dear little Jenny, will you
be my wife? Do you love me,
Jenny?”
And Jenny bravely answered:
“Yes, I will be your wife, Henry.
I do love you, and,” she added,
artlessly, “I have loved you ever
since 1 came home from school and
met you nt thu Sunday School
picnic under the maple trees.”
“Your master would allow himself
lo be preyed upon by every one in
the village il he hadn’t someone lo
protect him,” said Mrs. Copmnn,
severely, “Co at once, Floyd—
or slay. I believe I bail better go
myself. This sort of thing must be
a stop put to.”
j And she hurried out to the
greenhouse, where pretty Jenny
Lane was culling sprays of white
stepluinolie iu an unconsciously
pretty altitude, as she reached up
among the glossy, dark green
branches for the star-like blos
soms.
“Oh!” said Mrs. Cnpman, stil!ly l
“Miss Lane, I believe.”
Jenny paused and turned. Only
home from boarding school three
months, she had never Ulet Airs.
Copmnn face to face before.
“It's the trrriblo mother-in-law,”
she said to herself, and she answer
ed aloud:
“Yes; I'm getting a lew flowers
lo model in wax, and ”
“All!” said Mrs. Copmnn; “but
perhaps you hadn’t better get any
more. The flowers don’t bloom
very profusely, and my daughters
liko them for their hair. Ilesiilen,
Mr. Charteris don’t approve of the
wide neighborhood running riot
through the grounds.”
Jenny's deep blue eyes flashed.
“Madam,” said she, “did Mr.
Charteris tell you to say this?”
“N'-not exactly,” faltered the
sour-visnged old widow; “but I
“Then,” said Jenny, “you have
been guilty of a very rude and in
hospitable act.” v
And flinging her white buds and
blossoms on the floor of the green
house, she wulkcd out like prin
cess.
“Well, I never!” said the old lady,
scarcely knowing whether to be
indignant or surprised at this im
perial conduct.
Jenny Lane hurried on, never
stopping to shed thu tears which
seemed to scald her resolute eye
lids until she was safe in the little
Mrs. Copman anil her three
daughters had gone to New York
to order their spring wardrobes—
charged to Mr. Charteris’ account,
of course—and it was late on the
afternoon of the third day of their
absence when they returned, cross,
irritable and tired—Francis a shade
redder nosed than usual, Arabella
more pettish, Louisa mure blowzy
and coarse.
To their amazem -ntaml indigna
tion the sound of one of Schubert’s
nocturnes floated out I rum the
parlor window ns the lour ap
proached.
“Who is presuming to play on
Mio-piano?!’said Mrs. Copmau, in
a rage.
“And the windows all open, loo
—failing the parlor carpet!” ciied
Louisa
“As sure as you live, mamma,”
gasped Arabella, “it’s Hint bold
parson’s daughter—Jenny Lane,
playing.”
"The impudence of.some people,”
cried Francis, “when mamma as
good as ordered her oil' the premises
not a month ago!”
“Henry,"said Mrs. Copman, an-
gerly, as she caught sight of her
son in-law serenely smoking his
cigar |ust iiiside of the casement,
“why is it that the carriage was
not scut to meet us? And what is
that young woman here for?” she
continued, us she caught sight of
Jenny's white dress in the Track-
ground of that large, dimly-lighted
room.
“The carriage was not sent you,”
said Mr. Charteris, calmly, “be
cause Mrs. Charteris was using it
at the time."
“Airs. Charteris!” gasped the
widow, dropping at least half a
dozen of her bun-lies in lire path,
while Henry led forward the love
ly young bride, all in while, with
cheeks like pale roses.
“Mrs. Charteris,” lie said, “my
wife! Let me present you and the
Misses Copman to her.”
And that was thu end of Hie
complication, for. of course, Mrs.
Copman and her daughters were
too high spirited to romain under
she same roof with such a dimpled
and lovely usurper. And they re
moved all that belonged to them—
mid a good deal more that didn’t—
from the house next day in high
dudgeon.
“To think what fools men aio,"
saiil the widow," when Henry was
so comfortable with me und the
three girls.”
The apparently dear Henry was
of quite a (iiflcicnt way of think
ing, for, us he stooil with Jenny on
the terrace, watching the carriage
drive away which contained thu
A Siifrcssliil Rase. '
Some time ago a Philadelphia
Quaker belonging to an Indian del
egation, was crossing a wide plain
ina hostilo country. .The driver
of the ambulance called his atten
tion to four Indians on horseback,
who soon surrounded the vehicle.
A young brave in war paint made
unmistakable demonstrations of
hostility.
The Interpreter told him they
were medicine and peace men. He
replied that they must provo them
selves medicine men; of peace men
they had too many already to steal
their land and have soldiers kill
them.
“He quick,” said lie, “show us
some wonderful medicine work or
we will kill you,” putting action to
Iho words by the flout isliing of the
arms. ’
Here wasa dilemma. Pointing to
the oldest one, a fine-looking Qua
ker, six feet in his stocking, with
white liair, who had been the first
talker of the party, lie furiously
gesticulated and cried out—
“Medicine man showl Medicine
man show!”
An inspiration seized him. He
had double set of false teeth, on
plates uf flesh-colored materials,
and pointed at iiis teeth with his
linger, and then tapping them with
much grimace and correctness, lie
motioned for all the braves to oome
up within sight, and when all were
intent upon him lie deliberately
took out first the upper set and
then the lower set of teeth, and
made a motion as if about to sepa
rate his head from his body, when
the braves turned their horses and
rode furiously away, and the party
of peaco makers also turned their
horses’ heads forward, rejoiced at
llicir shrewd deliverance.
The question of the validity of
the stipulation printed on telegraph
hanks, to the effect that the com
pany will not lio responsible for
mistakes unless the message be re
peated, lias been considered by the
United Stales court at Leaven
worth, Kansas. “We cun only Bay,”
remarks the court, “that any rule
or regulation of the company which
seems lo relieve il front performing
its duty, belonging to tho employ
ment, with integrity, skill and dili
gence. contravenes public policy
as well as tho law, and under it the
party at fault cannot seek refuge,
If it beeomosj necessary for the
company, in transmitting messages
with integrity, skill and dllligence,
to secure accuracy, to have said
messages repeated, then the law
devolves upon them that duty."
hirer, Kill nt-jr anil llrlglil’g Diseases,
A inoilicluo tlmt (U-Htroys the germ or
cniiHo of Bright's Disease, Diabetes, Kid
ney and Livor Complaints, and baa pow-
or to root them out of tbo system, is
above all pric~. Such a medicine is Hop*
Bitters, nud positive proof of tbis can be
found by one trial, or by asking your
' ’ 1 ' * ’ “It.
neighbors, who have boon enred by i
azel copse; and once there under I widow und her three daughters he
groan. “Here’s Mr. ll.-nry crowd- P' cils “ l ,‘ l “» l,,!
ed into the'beilroom in the north !’
Hie cool, quivering houghs of tho
trees, she burst into a passion of
tears.
“Miss Lane!—Jenny,” uttered a
remonstrating voice.
‘ Yes, I know,” Haul Jenny,
laughing anil sobbing in the same
breath. “I’m very foolish, anil I
ought to know, heller; but it isn’t
turned out of a
ed into the’beilroom in the north , - , ,
wing and the closet under the ■“* ll “ t . *•. you mean? asked
stairs, while Mrs. Copman and l.er He "T Chater.s, gravely,
three donjon facet! daughters have 1 An<1 Jen,, >’ told •*"“
said:
My dear, I feel as if a night
mare were lifted from my life.
And now—now we can begin lo be
happy.”
usurped tile whole house, with their I A dork frown gathered over his
studios, and their music rooms, and ! countenance. He had known that
their boudoirs, and the mischief' Mrs. Copman and his three sister-
knows what all!” in-laws were selfish, arrogant ami
The housekeeper shook her' 'iwniineering. He had been quite
in March, 1S11, President Har
rison directed his secretary of
state, Daniel Webster, to inform
such us it might concern tliul con
tributions or assessment oil salaries
for election purposes “would be re
garded by him as cause for re
moval,” as it was bis opinion tint
heml. 1 aware that lie was little more than
“All, vou limy well sav so!"said In prisoner of state in bis own
she. “And that ain’t the worst of house; lie bad even formed some
it, neither, F.oyd.”
“Kb?” said be.
“How long is it since Mrs. the three, had designs on Ins heart.
Charteris—poor lady—died?" mys- ; As far as lie was personally con
“persons employed under the gov
ernment, and pjjil for their services
out o’ Hie public treasury arc not
expected to take an active or offici
ous part in attempts to influence
the minds oi others, such conduct
being deemed inconsistent with the
constitution,” Ac. lint, then,that
tvnguu idea that Arabella, the I was over forty years ago, and wo
| youngest and least hard favored of have mail-- great progress since.
A Detroit man has invented a
now kind of pic, which is made of
rubber and base wood sap. It is
said that two oi them will last a
boarding-house four months, and
that a roan can sit down on one all
day at a picnic without staining his
pants. This is a great improve
ment on old pics, wTiich nover last
ed more than n month, and wbicli
wouldn't hold you and yoar girl at
a picnic. We hopo every railroad
eating-house in the country will
purchase the new brand.
“Kouifli on lials.”
Clears out rats, mioe, roaches,
flics, ants, bed-bugs, skunks, chip
munks, gophers. 15c. Druggists.
A Mormon cider, of Salt Lake,
lias had thirteen wives photograph
ed , both in a group and separately.
The pictures have been placed in
an elegant album, and under each
woman is engrossed a quotation of
semi mental poetry, suggestive of
tier best quality.
A Peerless Pcrhimc.
Tbe refreshing aroma of Florestnn -Co
logne, nml its lusting fragrance make it a
peerless perfume for the toilet.
Mrs. Catherine Alber, aged 109,
died at ilakcrsville, O., last week,
and Alary Hilled, aged 102, in a
Pearl street, New York, honse.
For Kent.
A ili-OiTble ilivelllnz l.cu.e to nut un L-imoi
street, for terms apply to .
Sirs. A, itmuoui.
teriously questioned the house
keeper.
“1C—17 months, ain’t, il” said
Floyd. "But why?”
“Alt,” said the housekeeper,
“when the two yeais arc up she’ll
make Mr. Charteris marry one of
her three daughters! You sec if
she don’t!”
“Hut they arc not one of them
eeroed, it mattered not one straw.
Bn - now that innocent, dewy-eyed
Jci ny had been thus ruthlessly at
tic :ed, tilings assumed quite a
different aspect. He looked down
upon the street, blushing lace,
and took botb the little hands in
Ids.
“Jenny,” said be, “this is an un
even bailie. One widow and three
The statesman Ilubbcll was not
then in public life, or Daniel
Webster might have been rebuked-
A Traveler’s Story.
Alter spending months ut watering
places .iii.l consulting the Lest physieimu
without l.enefit ( returned home ittabeart-
ened and expected to die. A friend urged
a trial of Parker’s Ginger Tonic. Thieo
Lotties and careful diet have hronght me
excellent health and spirits, and I hope
my experience may benefit similar snffer-
crs.—Cincinnati lady. Sec other column.
In counties where malaria is prevalent,
nr where the climate is subject lo sudden
chan gen.—should ho found In every house
Brown’s Iron Bitten.
“Is it injurious to cat before go
ing to sleep?” asks a correspon
dent of the Burlington Hawkeye.
Wlty, no, not fatally injurious; but
you just try eating after you go
sleep if you want to see a circus.
t3TA pint of the finest ink for famt
lies or schools can be made from a ten-
cent package cf Diamond Dye. Try them.