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BAINBRIDGE & SON.
There ni l suppressed murmur
•f conversation in the dressmaking
department of tbe Urge drapery
eetabllehmcnt of Messrs. Bain*
•ridge ft Son which tbe steady
whir of • hundred sewing machines
could not wholly drown. Where
the pretence feminine can be lound
he rare the tonguo fomlnlne will lc
heard.
The superintendent of tbe room,
understanding this,- did not at*
tempt to enforce silence; so pretty
Dolly Wynn and May Bruton talk
ed very confidentially in their
corner of the room; and no one in
terferred, ao long as finger* were
busy a* well aa tongues.
And this is what May said,
Dolly’s blue eyes being rivited
upon the quilting on which she was
st work.
“I saw her yesterday when 1 was
going out to dinner. She was just
stepping into her carriage, and Mr.
Kdgar himself banding her in. She
looks old—nearly forty, I should
nay; but they any .she la immensely
rich, and her dress was splendid.
So I suppose ber money goes
against ber age.”
“D'd you hear they were to lie
married soon?”
u Blessme! Didn't I tell you that?
My brother is in the stationer’s
where the wedding cards are being
printed. They arc to be married
OB the 37th. Mr., and Mrs. Edgar
Bainbridge, and the card of tiic
bride’s mother, Mrs. William Wil
son. Twcivcl Come, we will go
for a walk.”
"No; I am tired," Dolly pleaded.
And ber friend left ber, never
heeding the sudden pallor of the
street yonng lace, or tbe dumb
agony in the great bluc_eyes.
Whei
hen abe was alone Dolly atolo
away to her little room where the
eloaka, shawls and hats of the girlti
were kept, and there, crouching in
* comer, bidden entirely by a
huge waterproof, she tried to think
ft all out.
Wbat bad it meant? What did
Bdgar Bainbridgc mean in the long
year be had tried by every mascu
line dev.'ce to win her love ?
She bad not been unmaidcnly,
ber heart and conscience fully ac
quitted her.
6bo bod given bar love, puro,
true and faithful, to the son of her
employer, but lie bad sought it,
delicately and perslsontly, before
he knew that it was given him.
Tho young girl, now sewing for
allying, bad been dnintily bred
and thoroughly educated, her
(other having been a man drawing
» salary aufilclcnt to givu his only
ahild every advantage.
But when lie died, anil his wife in
a few months followed him, Dolly
had chosen a life of honest tabor in
preference to one oi idle depen
dence upon wealthy relatives.
And yet in tho social gatherings
‘X these relatives and the friends
of former days, Dolly was yet a
welcome guest.
It wot at her Uncle Lawrence's
suburban villa she had been intro
duced to Edgar Bainbridge.
After this she met him frequent
ly, and in ber simple dress, with
ber sweet, puro face, had won mark
ed attention from him.
With tbe frankness that was one
of ber greatest charms, the young
girl had let her admirer know that,
though sbo was Lawrence Wynn’s
aeicc, she worked for a living in
the dressmaking department of
Bainbridge ft Bon
Then be made her heart bound
with sudden, grateful joy, by tell
ing her he bad seen ber leave the
shop night after night, but would
not Join her for fear of giving an
noyance by exposing her to the re
marks of her companions.
After this, however, she ollen
found blm waiting for her at soma
point further from the establish
ment, and always so respectful and
courteous that she was glad of bis
protection in her long walk.
But he was going to marry an
briress on the S7'h, only a week
away, so be bad but trilled with
her, alter all.
Poor little Dolly, crouching
among tbo ahawl* and eloaka, felt
aa if all the sunshine was gone from
her life forever, as if ber cup of
humiliation and agony were foil to
overflowing.
But the dinner hour was over,
the girls coming in or saunlciing
from resting places in the work
room, and the hum of work com
menced again, as It must, whatever
aching hearts or weary hands crave
rest.
Dolly worked with tbe test, her
feelings so nmnlwd liy the sudden
blow that she scarcely beaid Mav'a
lamentations over a' su iden flood
of order work that would keep
many of them iu the room until
midnight.
“We’ll have all day to-morrow
if we can finish these dresses to.
Bight,” raid one of tile small sqaud
of girls told olf for the extra work.
“Miss Brown says so. But these
draw ca must be ready for delivery
(b the morning.”
Talk! talk! talk! Whir! whir!
whirl Dolly folded and basted,
working with rapid, mechanical
precision, bMiing tbe noiao of
voices and machines, feeling the
ball, heavy bealiag of her heart
and the throb of pain in her weary
bead, but speaking no word of re
pining, excusing her pallid face
by tbe plea of beadacbe.
It waa alter 11 o’clock when tbe
last stitch waa act in tbe hurried
work, and tbe girls ran down the
long flight or stairs to pled borne
through a drizzling rain, following
the late snow storm.
Aa Dolly pasted down tbe stair
case the saw in the counting boura
ber rrcraant lover, busy over acme
account hooka.
But for tbo heavy news she bad
heard that morning chn would have
felt sure that this sudden fit of in
dustry was to furnish an excuse
for escorting ber home at the un
usually la e hour.
But if so, Dolly felt it was but
an added insult to‘ hi* dishonora
ble conduct, and she hurried on,
hoping be bad not beard heard ber
step.
Mho had gone some few streets
from tbe shop, when, passing a
church, ahe slipped upon a treach
erous piece of ice and twisted her
ankle.
Tho sudden pain tnado her faint
for a moment, and she sat down
upon tho stone-work supporting
the railing to recover herself.
Beside her, not a stone’s throw
away, a dark, narrow alley-way ran
along the high biick will of the
churchyard, and tho girl’s heart
sunk with a chill of terror as she
heard a man’s voice in tho alloy-
say:
“Didn’t you hear a step, Bill?”
“A woman’-. She’s turned off
somewhere. lie aiu’t come yet,”
wot the answer.
“lie’s late to-night,” said tbe first
voice in an undertone.
“You are tare he’s taking the
diamonds home?”
“Sure as death. I was at *s
when he gave tho order. -Send
them to my shop at nine,’ says he,
'and I will take them home with
me.’ And tie gave the address ot
Bainbridge ft Son.”
“Blit are you sure that he will
pass by here?”
"Of course ho will. He lives in
the next street. He'll come.”
“Stipposo lie should show fight?”
"You bold him, and I’ll soon
stop his light.”
Every word fell on Dolly’s cars
clear and distinct iu the silence of
the night.
They would robliIm, these dread
fill men, if nobody warned him
They would spring out upon him
as he passed, and strike him down
before ho know there was danger.
Hu must not come alone, unpre
pared. False lover, faiso friend
as slio felt he wns, sho eould not
go on her way and leavo him to
death.
When she stood up tho pain of
her ankle wns slmost unendurable,
but sho clung to tho railing and
limped along ono street. The oth
ers seemed interminable.
Often she crawled through the
wet slush of tho streets; often on
one loot, iiopping painfully along,
• ill the shop was reached at last,
where the light in tho counting-
house still burned.
The sido door for the working,
girls was still unlnslciied, and Dol
ly entered there, reaching the
counting-house soaking wet, white
nml trembling, to confront Edgar
Bainbridge nml bis lather.
Unheeding their exclamations of
dismay anil surprise, site told her
story willi white lips but a steady
voice.
“Waiting for me?" exclaimed Ed
gar Bainbridge. “Tbo scoun
drels! "
“Yon bought diamonds at ’s
to-day?" asked his father.
"A parurc for Miss Wilson I
wish to present them, with your
permission, on Thursday. Ab,
look at that poor girl!”
For, overcoma by pain, fatigue
and mental torture, Dolly bad stag
gered toward tbe door,but fell faint
ing to the floor.
A hasty call summoned the porter,
and in a few minutes tbe porter’s
wife appeared, rubbing ber eyes,
but foil of womanly resources for
the comfort of the girl.
A cab was procured, and. clothed
in dry garments furnished by tbe
good-hearted woman, snd escorted
by tbe porter, Dolly waa driven
home.
Isins. Taken by surprise, their
retreat out off, they were easily
taken prisoners. You understand
we eould not arrest them nntil
they actually attacked Edgar. Aa
it is however, there was s pretty
tussle before we came up. Bless
me, dear child—don’t faint—be is
all right.”
“Mv foot," Dolly marinated. “I
sprained my ankle last night. It
was to slop to rest that I sat down
on the cbarch wail.”
"You didn’t come all the way
back with a sprained ankle?”
“Yes."
“You arc a heroine!” cried Miss
Wilson. “But, my dear,” and
here the heiress drew near to Dolly
and took ber band in a close grasp,
“we have been bearing this morn
ing a pretty little love story, of
which you are the heroine, and
I have come to see if you will be
my guest until Thursday, and then
make poor Edgar there the Imp
picst of men by assisting at a
double wedding.”
»» Ural I u V rtcno a
The nsxt morning walking prov
ed to be impossible, and Dolly was
Dolly’s eyes,'slowly dilating as
the other lady spoke, were opened
to their fullest extent as this cli
max was r« ached
Edgar!" she said, “I thought
lie was going to marry you on
Thursday.”
A musical laugh answered her.
Calling the gentlemen at the
same time from the window, where
they had sauntered during this lit
tle scene. Miss Wilson looked up
at them.”
“Convince this yonng Indy, Ed
gar,” sho said, “that your affection
for me is only that of a dutiful son,
and that I shall have a motherly
affection for her likewise, when I
become the wife ot yonr father,
E Igar Bainbridge, senior.”
And Edgar Junior took the chair
his step-mother-elect had vacated,
while tbe elder gentleman and lady
went outside to arrange a cushion
in the carriage lor the sprained
ankle.
What Edgar said may be imag
ined; but certain it is that Doily
drove borne with Miss Wilson,and
was that lady's guest untd the fol
lowing Thursday, when her wed
ding cards, too, were distributed,
and the bridal party consisted of
two bridegrooms and two fair
blushing brides.
The daily papers, in noticing the
wedding, stated that the superb
parurc of diamonds worn by Mrs.
Edgnr Bainbridge, junior, was a
wedding present from Mrs. Edgar
Bainbridgo, senior—[Ex.
Hr. Salter’s Experiment.
11 ft.ou Tflrgruph »nd Mv'tonger.
At Mud Creek plantation near
Ducker’s Station in south west Geor
gia, an experiment is being mode
widen is of tbe utmost importance
to Georgia, and is watched witn tbe
greatest interest by owners of large
bodies of land in that section.
Mud Creek plantation is the name
of tho place upon «bich Senator Hill
sunk so much money. It was prior
to tile war the property of the late
Joseph Bond, Esq., and sold once
at $29 per acre. The tract embraces
3,000 acres of the best land in that
section, and has been lor years cul-
livoted in cotton. Tbe settlement
is occupied by about one hundred
and filty negroes and one of its pro
prietor*. It is in facta small town.
The owners of this magnificent
property arc Messrs. Eugene More-
head of North Carolina, and S. P.
Sailer of Dougherty county, Geor
gia. At the instance of the latter,
the place has been turned into
Kentucky tarin, and the growing of
cotton practically abandoned. Mr.
Sailer lias already demonstrated
that everything necessary lor use
upon such a farm can easiiy.be rais
ed in Southwest Georgia. In ad
dition to this, lie has demonstrated
it to be as line abog country as can
bo found in tbs went. His stock,
of brood mares numbers sixteen,
and il is to tbe raising of Gnc hor
ses that he is mainly devoting him
self. using at present the “Bonny
Wilkes” strain. A member of the
Telegraph’s force, who lately visit
ed the spot, describee enthusiastic
ally the scene presented to the
stranger—the fine race conisc,
gaudy blankets, splendid marc-and
all the trappings and paraphernalia
of a first-class breeder's farm.
It was, oris, certainly a rare scene
for Georgia. It may become com
mon; we trust it will. If Mr Salter’s
.,, . . tavorahlc testimony is well based—
obliged to call upon her landlady and with resultsas already obtained
for assistance to dress, wondering
at herself a little for caring to get
up at all.
Bat before noon, sluing in tbe
pallor, her lame ankle upon a cush
ion, she was surprised by two gen
tlemen callers—no othcr'than Bain
bridge and son In person—and a
lady who introduced herself as
Miss Wilson.
We have all come to thank
PROFITABLE POTATOES.
MaJ. B. F. Brimberry, in a com
mnnication to the Cnthbert Appeal,
gives tbo following item in regard
to raising and keeping potatoes
that will be found interesting to
farmers, and in which they may
Iiossibly find » suggestion that if
carried out will prove profitable to
them:
Corn planting being over and
tbe crop growing off nicely, onr
farmers are busy finishing op cot
ton planting. The acreage devot
ed to cotton in tbia section will be
about the samo as last year with
an increased acreage devoted to
eorn, potatoes and other food
crops. One of onr moat successful
farmers told roe this week that he
was then planting some of tbe
land be had prepared for cot
ton in corn, ns be is throughly sat-
isfiind that ho could not make any
money growing cotton, and was
determined to try the provision
crop as n money crop hereafter.
He had sold and could sell this
season about 40ft bushel. eorn,
and corn Is now selling st 80 to
9ft cents In our market. I asked
this farmer how many bushels of
sweet potatoes lie could grow on
an acre. Said be did not know
for a certainty, never having meas
ured them, but was satisfied lie
could grow from 300 to 400 bushels,
These are now worih $1.25 per
bushel in Atlanta, and one house
there would take 500 bushels at $1
delivered at Wards, yet we stick
to cotton when we cannot get $25
per acre from it, while wc could
get $100 to $150 per acre from po
la toes. The same is true of other
things snob as ground peas and
other crops. In a conversation
with Mr. llicket, who lives near
Smitbville and who moved there
two years ago from Illinois, I
learned why we cannot keep Irish
and sweet potatoes. I said to him
that it was no trouble to grow
these, that ours was the best pota
to section of the country, but wc
could cot keep them through the
winter season, lie asked bow
many of our oeople have cellars to
store their important articles of
food away. I at oneo saw tho
trouble was witli our people in not
preparing for the business. A cel
lar among thb people tip north is
considered as necessary ns a barn,
and nearly all our people with a
little labor and expenso could pro
vide thomsolvcs with u cellar in
which they could store and keep
potatoes for the whole winter, es.
pccially is this true of Irish pota
toes. Mr. Hickct said he raised
and kept Irish potatoes plenty for
his family all winter us well as
se <1 for planting. We must learn
to husband all our resources and
be more self-sustaining if we will
build up and increase the prosperi
ty so desirable among our farmers.
The Dike's Peak railway, whieh
will be in operation next year, will
lie tho most notable piece of track
in tnc world. It will mount 2.000
feet higher than the Lima or Orova
railway, in Pern. It is now in op
eration to point over 12,000 feet
above the sea level. The entire 30
miles of its length will lie a success,
ion of complicated curves and
grades with no piece of struinlit
tiaek longer than 300 feet. The
maximum grade will ho 3IG feel to
the mile and the average grade 270
feet. The lino will aliound in curves
from 500 to 1,000 feet long, in which
radius obanges every chain. The
roan will cost I root $12,000 to
$15,000 a mile.
Decently a fox hound was miss
ed from the market in Halifax.
He had brought from n town 105
miles distant a few days previous,
shut in a box car. He did notap-
pear to be restless while in tbe city.
No trace of him could be found uu
til a few days later, when word was
received that be bod arrived at bis
old home two days after he disap.
pen red. He must have retraced
the distance on foot at tho rate of
about fifty miles a day, with prsb-
ably an incidental fox bunt en route.
D. C. K. BURKHALTER,
COTTON SEED and MEAL.
JOHN N. SCARBOROUGH,
Attorney at Zaave
Will prscUc. Is SB emt* .r.Uu* St.it
(O)
Mlialter & Scarborough,
FOR SOUTHWEST GEORGIA.
Long Loans, Cheap Rates, Quick Time*
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Ofllce over Georgia Warehouse, Northeast Corner of Public Square.
u AM3SRICUS, C3-Al.
DAlNUKIi PRATT’S
COTTON GIN, FEEDER and CONDEESER!
TLUjrln with it* Improvement* 1$ ftheuil of nil other*. It* revolving head In thf .th# cotton
box prnveut* friction. It dot* n«*t cltokt or break tho role. It ilm-o not Injure tho ntuple, but i$?e$
•11 of tho lint cotton. For apood It connui bo t xooHod. Tbo cotton box can b«* oppnod uml cleaned
without trouble. Thooo wonderful Improrommio ure connrnipd only with tholr |fl$». Thb II tie
Fifty-Hlrflt yror of thb gin, and in that tlm<* twvnty.tliroo thouftaii'l h»v« hern ttift'le ftnd sold. A
number orthero Ohio «ro now in u*« la Humttr county, and ail hava given porfcrtbatlofaetlon.
. .. TOOLS, SIcOARRAU A TO.VDKK, Agent*,
Anierlcup, Oft. March 51, WM. me
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Cotton Avenue,
The Times,of Valdosta, and tht
Enterprise, of Thomasville, are
publishing, respectively, histories
of Lowndes and Thomas cooutie*.
The history of Brooks county is
short and to keep pace with our
neighbors wc will give it to you in
a nut shell. About twenty-five
years ago the best and most fertile
portions of Thomas snd Lowndes
counties were cut off and Brooks
county was formed. Quitman is
the Capital ot Brooks.—Quitman
Free Press.
before him it would seem to be—
there i* every reason to believe
that a new and profitable business
may, under certain circumstances,
take tbe place of cotton growing.
It will be a happy day for Georgia
when her horses, mules. Jerseys,
hogs, sheep and beeves arc raised
within her borders—when not onlv! „ —
her smokehouses but her siahies, | Fortress Monroe, * a., is the
(Uir Crt a nd butcherpens have been largest fort in the world, covering
you.” the lady Mid, "and I have } published inside the State’s boun- an arcs of seventy acres it was :
come to carry you home with tnc.. j arv • built in 1817, and to the uninitiat-
These gentlemen owe you their i jj‘ s a iter is a practical stock cJ l 0(>k » alnl0! ’ t impregnable. In
lives, and I owe you my dia-1 breeder a native Kentuckian. His I •hepn tbe fort-la an irregular bexa-;
momls. j tlj jg that if sl0ck nisiDi . m iu ; gon, two sides fronting the water, I
“But wbil did you do?” asked ! pay (q Kentucky upon land valued j while the other four comaudi tlio
Dolly. : at $100 per acre, where, stock lias i land approaches.
“We captured the robber* by a to be fed eight months in tbe year,
masterly slratcgcm,” said the old j it should pay in Georgia where lands
gentleman. “Edgnr sauntered past are worth $10 per acre and there
tbe alley way, with a revolver alt j are only two months in thq year
ready in his hand, while 1, witb j when stock will not fatten upon
three policemen, went ronnd and : what it finds growing in the open
entered the alley behind tbe vil-1 air.
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Aim-ficus, Gu., Jnn. 12, 1884.
The first instance in the United
Slates protably, where a Indy otli-.
elated as clergyman at a weiidin; j
ceremony was at Columbus, O.,
cently, when Mrs. L; U. Itomic. the j
Evangelist .performed tbccorcmony. i I
IANDRETHS’^ seed»CATALOGUE
IffftARDEMERS’ COMPANION.”
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