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AMERICUS, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 28,1884.
latest news.
DAWSON.
Dawson, Nor. 24.—Judge Sam
uel L. Williams died at bis resi
dence, three miles west of Dawson,
at 4 o’clock Saturday morning last,
of paralysis. He was about sixty-
four years of age, and has been one
of our leading and most trusted
citizens for forty years. In fact,
he lived at his last residence before
Dawson and Terrell .county was.
over thought of. There is not a
man in the county who has more
friends, among both white and
black, than did Judge Williams.
He leaves a large family to mourn
their loss, and the whole commu
nity deeply 'sympathize with them.
He was interred in the city ceme
tery, yesterdry (Sunday) morning
at 11 o’clock, in presence of a very
large audience.
Terrell Superior Court oonvened
this morning at 10 o’clock, and
was organized by Judge John T.
Clark, but as Captain Pickett had
been retained in a majority of the
cases to be tried, and as Colonel
Parks has notr sufficiently recov
ered to enaure the fatigue of a trial
of h|s cases, It was thought best by
boih bar and parries Interested to
adjourn the court, which was done,
until the first Monday, the 5th, of
January next.
Mr. J. A. Kencday now occupies
the residence on Vine street just
vacated by Dr. Parnum,and while
he attends to his tariffing business,
Mrs. Kenedy proposes to take a
few boarders. It’s an excellent
place to board, I’ve tried it.
Col. J. G. Parks and family, are
at home again, and their many
friends are delighted to see them.
TbeColonel.is much improved, and
1 hope be will soon be entirely re
covered.
Miss Kora Allen, of Amerlcus, is
on a visit to our city, the guest of
her sister, Mrs. Parks.
Prof. J. W. Beardslee is with us
again, and we again enjoy his fine
singing and organ playing. The
Profeasor makes himself useful as
well as ornamental wherever he
goes.
Dr. J. D. Hoylo, of Eufaula, is in
our city. He has sold out the
Bulletin, and is going regularly
into the manufacture of his rheu-
matip an# neuralgio remedy. He
has sold a two-thirds interest in it,
for a large sunl, and refuses to sell
the balance. The medicine is on s
big boom in Eufaula, and the Doc
tor thinks he has a fortune in it.
Dawson, Nov. 26.—Rufus Mc
Lendon, colored proprietor of the
Artesian Hotel, died yesterday at
3 o’clock, v. M. He was getting
old, and had two pretty severe
spells of sickness, recently; took a
very severe cold, with the above
result. He was fhtber of Isham
McLendon, of the Allen House, of.
your city, and was very much re
spected by white and eolored. He
will be interred at 8 o’cloek this
afternoon at the colored Methodist
cemetery. . .
Last Thursday night the people
of Dover gave a festival to raise
funds to improve the Methodist
church at that place. . It resulted
in a tolerably fair turnout; “oodles"
of fun for the young people and
about forty dollars in cash. The
finest cake was voted to the pretti
est young lady present, and was
won by Miss Tab McKeUer, of
t Chickasawhatohee.
The festival at Bronwoodon Fri-
i day night last was a decided suc-
ictss. Messrs. Rainey and Gieer,
■and Misses Beulah, Claude Farrar
J and Alice Dozier represented Daw-
Ison, and they report a good time
| generally. As it was gotten up for
| the benefit of the church, the good
| people of Bronwood would not al
low any raffling, but sold the cakes
to the highest bidders. They
brought good prices, and the festi
val netted the neat little sum of
56.10.
Wo had a fine rain here Saturday
night and Sunday morning tor the
first in many days. It laid the
dust, purified the atmosphere, and
made everybody jolly. Wo are now
having frost and ice plenty, and
many fine hogs are dying in the
community without the aid of
cholera.
Judge G. M. Stokes, of Leesburg,
was in our city yesterday. -
Mrs. Dr. R. B. Rives and her
daughter, Miss Maud, formerly of
this county, now of Pelham, Ga.,
Srd on a visit to Col. Hoyl’s family
in this city.
Mrs. Winnie Hurt,of nurtsboro,
Ala., is on a visit to her sister, Mrs.
T. R. Thornton.
And last, if not least, your senior
editor, Mr. W. L. Glessner, of
Americus, is here, taking jn our
town, looking after his old sub
scribers and adding a number of
new ones to his list. Long may
he wave I J. A. F.
IVHEBE THE PICNIC IS.
Ellaville, Ga.,Nov. 20 Many
people thought that if we could
only get a railroad to this place
that it would be all that was need
ed, but we have found out that a
railroad, even if it dees connect
with the Southwestern, is not as
big a picnic as wo expected. In
ihe first place, we thought that
through rates had been pledged by
the Central railroad, hut we find
that the cost of shipping cotton
over this road to Andersonville is
twelve cents per hundred and from
Andersonville to Macon is twenty-
four cents, making thirty-six cents
per hundred from this place to
Macon; “whereas” if wo had
through freight rates the cost
would bs twenty-five cents per
hundred. Now there is no need to
try to disguise the fact that such
disadvantages hurt, especially
when we are trying to compete
with Americus. I am not sorry
that we have'tho railroad, not by
any means, but would like to see
things a little more even. The
freight and passenger traffic has
exceeded the expectations of the
directors and it is so convenient.
Tbe road will be finished to Buena
Vista by Christmas and then we
will get through rates, I hope.
A Primativo Baptist minister
preached at the Baptist church not
long since, and there was not a fe
male in the congregation. About
twenty-fivo men were out to hca
him. The singing sounded awful
queer.
Cotton is stril coming in, and
our merchants are 'happy. More
goods have been sold here this fall
than any fall since the town was
laid out. A hardware store would
do a big business here.
Col. H. H.. Jones, editor of the
Sontbern ( World, was in town this
week, and added many names to
his subscription list.
Col. J. Lee McCrory and wife,
of Oglethorpe, are visiting relatives
in the burg,
Dr. C. H. Smith is having his
drug store painted, and if every
house in town was painted, it
would add no little to the looks Of
our beautiful village. X.
light diet; that the Democratic
party bad promised equal rights to
all and that they proposed to test
their faith by their words; that the
negroes in this county wanted a
few minor offices, such as Coroner
and Commissioners of Roads and
Revenne; that they wanted a show
at the jury box so that they could
serve as jurors, and as Cleveland
was elected be felt sure that bis
white friends would now be willing
to divide with tbe negro. He
urged the negroes to be united in
their support of Republicans. He
also assured them that the report
of negroes being put in bondage
was false. He added that * he
thought that the white people did
not want them in bondage again,
as that they had to pay their own
bills for clothing, etc., and bad to
work as hard as they ever did.
It seems strange that they ask
Democrats for office when they
vote against them every opportu
nity. It is decidedly cheeky,
anyway. We have but one white
man in the county that votes tbe
Republican ticket, ani he could
not vote for Bell, while wo have
several negroes who have always
voted the Democratic ticket. The
negroes nominated Peter Moyer
(col.) and Emanuel Greene (col.)
for County Commissioners, and
William Wallaco (col.) for Coroner.
This is the first timo that a nomi
nation has been made by them for
county offices. It was expected
that they would indorse some who
are candidates for other county
offices, but this they failed to do.
Two negroes from Afericus made
speeches lor candidates, but the
effect will not he known till later.
Our little village is full of life
and vim. Mr. W. C. Singlctpn,
conductor on the Buena Vista
railroad, married Miss Anna Lump
kin, Sunday, at the residence of
Judge H. 11. Singletary. May
their fondest anticipations be fully
realized.
Miss Emmie Ilornady, of Ogle
thorpe, and Misses Mary and Leila
Hornady aro visiting Judge B. A.
Strange’s family.
Maj. E. S. Baldwin tendered his
resignation as depot agent at this
place last Friday, to take effect
to-day. No appointment to fill
the vacancy has been made yet.
Judge Lowe and Mr. Harvey, of
Buena Vista, aro in town to-day,
in tbe interest of the B. V. R. R.
Track laying will commence again
this week, and the road will be
finished to Buena Vista by Christ
mas.
Eugene Dixon was made happy
a‘ few days ago. “'Twas a boy.”
R, M. Murphy has sold out kiB
stock of goods to W. A. Daniel
Success to Billie.
'A pretty good rain Sunday night
caused us all to rejoice. X.
TIIANKSQ1VINO DAT.
m D. BRAINEBD WILLIAMSON.
Praises to high and gracious Heaven
Asoeud tbrougbont the land;
Praises to-day for what is given
Bv God’s aU-bounteoos band,
And every besrt that knoweth goad
Before bis tbrone la bent,
Yielding to Him its gratitude
For eountless blessipgs sent.
And though tbe swiftly-passing year
Hath bad ita ohangee, to
Its anguish and ita burning tear,
And disappointments new,
And from our bosom hath been torn
Tbe dearest object known.
And we are left, bereft and worn,
With obeorless grief alone—
Yet this was bat the ebaatening rod
To gnido to'better weya;
To lift onr hearts from earth to Qod,
In love and thankful praise.
For those great blessings He doth give
To ns so fsiibfnlly,
Bestowed each hoar and day we live,
Abundant, rich and fteel
Onr Nation's orowned to-day with Peace;
No strife ita away assails;
Content, and thrift, and love inereass,
And harmony prevails;
While Freedom, Ood'e ennobling boon,
Holde universal rsign.
And ooneord binds in sweet oommnne
The Btato from main to main.
Tbe fertile earth’s vast harvest-field,
By labor's gnilding hand,
Has filled with ifs unequaled yield
Tbe garners ot the land;
While hill, and slope, and valley teem
With orchards bending low,
Whose mellow frnita the rivals seem
Of Autumn's golden glow.
And to these bounties of kind Heaven,
These benefits and wealth,
Throughout the favorod land <vns given
The matchless olessing Health;
Nor hath contagion smitten town
And city with its breath,
And cast the stricken thousands down
In uuguish and in death.
So, for these blessings of the year,
And benefactions great,
Let us give thanks with song and cheer,
And voice and heart elate!
And while we ra-seoar hearts in praise,
Our aim shall be alway
To make each day of time for ns
A glad, Thanksgiving Day!
THE COLORED MASS MEETING.
Iiirm Nominate a Tick
Railroad la Fsocroaalng,
Ellavilli,Nov. 24.—Thsrs was
a big gathering of negroes at the
coart hotue Saturday. We inqnir
ed of eeveral before the meeting
woe called to order the object ot
it, and invariably received the an
swer, “I dunno.eir.” • The meeting
was organized by electing Emannel
Greene (col.) President, and Wm.
Wallace (col.) Secretary. Eman
uel explained tbe object’of tbe
meeting. He said in substance,
that the negroes bad been voting
since 1866, and that they bad never
been voted for; that they had been
fed on promisM from their Repub
lican friends and that it was very
Loyalty of the South.
Montgomery, Ala,, Nov. 21.—
The business men of Montgomery
met this evening and passed reso
lutions protesting unfair, untruth
ful and partisan statements printed
North in reference to the Southern
people. The resolutions aro con
servative, moderate and dignified
in tone. “This time,•they eay,
“for peaoe and better love for tbe
Union, and not for bate and sec
tionalism, the Southern white peo
ple propose to'protect the negro in
all hi* rights.”
Among other things the resoln-
tions eay: “Welook not back to
Appomattox but forward to tbe
great future that awaits onr com
mon Union.”
Jarvis Van Boren, a kinsman of
Martin Van Buren, who has Just re
moved from Clarksville to Augui-
ta, and who is now 00 years old,
ran the first locomotive in the Un
ited States. The engine was im
ported from England, and was
built by George Stephenson, in
honor of whom it was named.
Tbe Philadelphia Press beauti
fully and sadly remarks: “The
name of James G. Blaine will tbed
a lustrous glow upon the pages of
blftory ages and ages after Grover
Cleveland has vanished in the obliv
ion of otter forgdtfolness.”
Miss Grey’s Thanksgiving,
“Thanksgiving Day I” Miss Ase-
nitb Grey snipped off a fresh needle
(ul of thread, glancing as she did
so, from her window to tho meal
shop across the street, where were
suspended a score or more of tur
keys, of various sizes and condi
tions. “To-morrow is Thanksgiv
ing Day,” she repeated; “and I
suppose we will take the early train
for Aunt Nancy’s, Jean.”
But Jean WItherell tossed her
head impatiently.
“You can take what train you
like,” she retorted. “I shan’t go
to Aunt Nancy's.” .
“Not go to Aunt Nancy's?”
Asenith Grey’s round blue eyes
grew rounder with astonishment,
as she repeated her cousin’s words,
halt skeptically. “You—you don’t
really mean it, Jean ?”
“I do mean It I” flashed Jean,
energetically. “I ain’t a-going to
spend my substance a-going to
Aunt Nancy Throckmorton’s, when
I can get as good a dinner, if not
belter, hero, and save my money,
too. We pay our board here, anil
Mrs. Hill won’t deduct a cent, if
wo do go."
“But Aunt Nancy and Uncle
Enoch, Jean. They will be so
disappointed.”
Asenith looked reproachfully at
her cousin, but Jean only shook
her head determinedly.
“I can’t help it, if they are,” Bke
declared. “I’ve got to look out for
myself, and I’ve made up my mind
to keep my money, and not spend
it a-going to the country, just to
please Aunt Nanoy and Unde
Enoch. And you are a goose if
you go, Asenith Grey. Yon ain’t
so young as you might be—five
years older’n me, at the very least,
and yop’d ought to be a lookin’out
fur yourself and thinking of being
settled, instead of throwing your
money away, a-running to Swamp
Holler every little while, to see
Aunt Nancy.”
But .Asenith could be as deter
mined as her cousin when she chose.
. “I don’t expect to be ‘settled’ as
yon say,” she retorted, “and if I
did, I shouldn’t stop going to Aunt
Nancy’s where 1 was born, and al
ways lived till I came to tbe city
to earn my own living. It will cost
me a few dollar*, to be sure; bnt I
don’t begrndge the money. And
somehow or other, roast turkey
and pumpkin pips don’t have tbe
same flavor on "a dingy boarding
bonse table that they do in tbe
co.nntry, with tbe big maple tree
brushing the eonth window, and
Aunt Nancy’s old fashioned china
and silver decorating the table.”
“Pooh 1 What nonsense 1” sniffed
Jean. “As it vitties didn’t taste
just the- same whatever yon eat ’em
on! Bnt ’tain’tany of my business.
Spend your money a-running to
Swamp Holler, and be an old maid,
if you like. Only don’t expect to
live on me, if I happen to make a
good mateb; fur I'm going to look
out for myself, and cut adrift from
poor relations as soon as possible.”
“I shan’t trouble you," retorted
Asenith, independently.
- The two cousins had a room to
gether in the third etory of a eeoond
rate boarding house, and did copy
ing for a living.
Asenith worked away, as'happy
and contented ne a robin redbreast;
but her cousin was fretful and dis
satisfied, and frequently grumbled
at her hard lot
“But it won’t be so always,” she
declared, stoutly. “Worse looking
girls than me have married well,
and I may have a ohance yet, too.
Then won’t I show folks?”
******
“ Let me see !’■' Mr. Gabriel
Throckmorton wrinkled up hie
forehead, and gazed- meditatively
into vacancy. “Didn’t my father
have a cousin Enoch? Seems tome
he did, and this must be him.”
“Yes,” he repeated, “it mutt bo
himt To-morrow ie Thanksgiving
Day, too. Suppose I just run
down there, claim the relationship,
and eat my Thanksgiving dinner
with them ? I believe 1 will. And
if I like them, ind everything is
agreeable, I may stay longer—a
month, perhaps. “Mr. Enoch
Throckmorton, Swamp, Hollow,
Missouri.” That’s him, of oourse.
I’ve often beard my fathor speak
of Swamp Hollow. Well, I’ll take
a holiday to-morrow and run down
there. Tho change will do me
good, too.- Cooped up in the city
hero, day in and day out, I rea'ly
don’t get a chance to expand my
lungs properly.”
But a glance at Mr. Gabriel
Throckmorton’s tall figure and
well-developed chest would have
cansed a spectator to smile at the
idea of his lungs not being proper
ly expanded.
*****
It was Thanksgiving Day, and
the inmates of Throckmorton farm
were stirring before the first streak
of sunlight quivered over tbe fros
ty fields and meadows aronnd
Swamp Hollow.
‘•It’ll hustle me some to git the
chores done, and go down in time
to meet them gals, said Undo
Enoch, to his helpmeet, as he fin
ished his third cup of coffee, and
pushed back bis empty plato.
“’Pears liko we hain’t-got noth
in’ in pertioklcr to give thanks fur,
cither, wife,” he continued. “You
half crippled with the rbeumatiz,
*n’ me jest a-gitting over the fever
an’ ager. But then, we’re alive,
an’ I reckin we’d ort to ho some
thankful fur that. Anyhow, it’s
Thanksgivin’ Day, and wo must
hev some’bin’ a lectio extry fur
dinner, so I’ll go and kill that tur
key-hen, I reckin, cf’ tis the last of
tbe flock.’
“Yes, Enoch," assented Aunt
Nancy, “yon must kill tho turkey-
lien on Thanksgivin’ Day. 'Pears
like we did hcv bad luck with that
Hock of turkeys. Only twelve
hatched, out of settin’of seventeen,
and tho varmints kctchcd all of
them but one. I s’poso we’d ort
to he thankful they didn't git her,
too.”
“An’, thank goodness, I saved
pumpkins enough fur a good batoh
of pies. I was afeared they’d
freeze, that last cold snap; but the
corn-shook where I bed ’em stowed
away kep’ the oold off so they
didn’t even git frost-bit.”
“I roust hustle now, an’ git
things a-goin’,” said Aunt Nanoy.
“Twon’t be no groat of a dinner,
atter all; hut it’s the best I kin do,
an’ I reckin Asenith and Jean 11
be glad to see ue, anyhow.”
“Humph! now wbat’a the use of
grumblin’, wife?” commented Un
cle Enoch. “Roast turkey an !
pumpkin pics, with some o’your
cup-custards an’ home-made bread,
is good enough for the king, or
anybody else. If ’tain’t, they’re
weloome to stay away. But I must
gear up tbe critturs now, and go
down after them gals.”
And by the time Uncle Enoch
and the sorrel team made their ap
pearance at the station, Asenith
Grey and Mr. Gabriel Throckmor
ton bad managed to become quite
well acquainted with each other.
“How nice and tall bo is,”
thought Asenith, blushing very
pink beneath the gaze of Mr. Ga
briel’s handsome Brown eyes.
While tbe young lawyer mental
ly admittid that inch blue eyes
and velvety pink cheeks, inch
golden lashes and chestnut brotrn
curls, never bad existed before,
outside of a story-book.
And though Aunt Nancy’s din
ner of roast turkey and pumpkin
pie, cuplc us lards and home-made
bread, was all that the most exact
ing could desire, two at least _
the party were sadly deficient in
appetite, and only disposed of their
share of dinner from a sense of
duty.
Three weeks later, Jean Wither
ed received a letter from her Cous
in Asenith. . "
“Dear Jean,” it said. “I am
going to be married on the third
of next month to a cousin of Uncle
Enoch’s, Mr. Gabriel Throckmor
ton. So you oau get a new room
mate as soon as you please. He la ■
a lawyer, and owns that row of
brown-stone houses opposlthe Mrs.
Hill’s boarding-house. We are
going to live in one ot them after
we are married, and you must
come to see ue. Come to the wed
ding if you can. YoUr cousin,
AsxttiTn Grey.” -
“Asenith engaged—to a rUk
mao, tool” grumbled Jean. “An•
me oooped up here, working-Uhe et
beaver fur six dollars a week! But
that’s alius the way—I never have
apy good luok. Mebbe if I’d a
gone down there Thanksgiving
Day I’d a-got him, though. But
who’d a-thought of makin’ such a
matoh at Swamp Holler? I didn’t,
”m sure, or I’d have gone, tool"
ANDERSONVILLE.
Daily, Pan Ykar,...*8.oo
Weekly, “ ... .2.0
Andersonville, Ga., Nov. 26—
In my last letter I said that a col
ored woman named Epps had re
cently died with diphtheria. Tfu*
report has been pronounced untrue,
the discaso being bilious intermit
tent fever. Quito a difference in
the cause, though unfortunately
none whatever in the affect. Your
correspondent has been accused of
solecism in tho manner of his refer
ence to the unhealthfulness of thia
city. We have two physicians hero
and one druggist in the exercise of
their profession, and as they areaH
busy, I must plead “not guilty" to
tbe last chargo.
We had a nice rain Saturday
night and a heavy frost Mondqr
night, which has improved the feel
ings of every one, and their health
too, It (s hoped.
A colored man named Thomas
Griffin, a hand on the B. Y. B.R,
was taken suddenly elek yesterday
juet after eating a lnneb. It ia
rumored that his lunch was poison
ed by a woman in Amerioai who
packed it.
Mr. H. H. Jones, editor ot the
Southern Home, visited us last
week, gathering items for an article
on Andersonville. Poor Andoreon-
ville, she must stand upon a rock.
Talked about, wrlttou about, lec
tured about, thundered at in piti
less, merciless, uncompassionate,
inexorable, relentless, ferocious,
untamed, blood-thirsty, sanguino-
lent, truculent, fiend-like, infernal,
demoniacal and diabolical language
and yet survives. For one I think
it is time to cry quit on this sub
ject. Those that were responsible
for what was wrong have long since
appeared before a tribunal when
we know a righteous judgment trill'
be given. Let us leave them time*
and not endeavor to fasten the gtdlt
of a very few upon millions, many
of whom never even heard ot the
place. Yonrs truly,
A Valuable Premium.
In addition to the already Urge
list of valuable gifts offered by the
Recorder to its subscribers, Mr.
S. M. Cohen, of the Bargain Store,
has contributed a handsome
OVERCOAT or CLOAK, to he
selected from bU large stock by
tbe fortunate bolder of tbe lucky
ticket. Tbe good* can be examined
at bU store at any time.
C«lsr«l Hum;
Th* charge tor the oolond hots** aa&
a span of boms will banaftar be H.0Q.
t! D. B. Hill.
Hlf JflBtlfi
Malta voarulf and yonrcradilor happy
by paying that old, lb tun b-worn account
oct4 dsaUwcdlt Agees Atcoce.
