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R. DON. McLEOD
Editor and ProDrietor.
Industrial
Cedartown has organized a national
bank.
The merchants of Americus have de
cided that they can do no longer with
out a board of trade. We don’t see how
a pushing little city like Americus has
done without one so long.
A negro, named Louis Moore was
captured, and jailed in Americus last
week charged with a criminal assault
upon a young white lady. Louis is lucky
to have escaped Judge Lynch.
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Three more Georgians figure in our
latest Patent Office advices. J. S. h ish
of Choestoe, secures a patent on a device
for forcing gas through mains. J. D.
McKenney, of Mossey Creek, patents a
gardener's brace and H. D. Terrell gets
there on a plow heel scraper.
A meeting of confederate veterans
was held in Americus last Saturday to
perfect permanent organization and
make preparations for the grand reun
ion of the surviving old soldiers, to take
place in Americus, on the 14th. of Au
gust.
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Chas. B. Marx was arrested Tuesday
in Birmingham for selling lottery tickets
and using the U. S. mail for lottery
purposes. There is a State law as well as
a United State statute providing a se_
veve penalty for this crime and the en
terprising Marx will now have the full
benefit of it.
The Pope of Rome is said to be very
much depressed and broken in spirit by
the opposition and open hostility to his
power in Rome. Spain has tendered him
Valencia for the seat of the papal gov
ernment, but he declined to leave Rome
and so remains virtualy a prisoner in
his own palace.
A lapse of twenty-five years alters
opinions, wipes out animosities and soft
ens prejudices wonderfully. It is stated
that the widow of the gallant confed
erate general Pick ett, who led the fa
mous charge and was killed at Gettys
burg, is soon to be married to Gtneral
Lynch, one of the brave union com
manders who resisted that charge
A white man named George Wood,
got badly shot last Sunday while invad
ing the watermelon patch of Dave Jen
nings, a negro farmer near Columbus.
Served him right. A negro has a per
fect right to protect his property, and a
white man who would steal from a ne
gro ought to be shot.
Last Sunday night a Leesburg negro
returning from church with his sweet
heart tried to exhibit his bravery by
showing her how close he could stand t o
the track and let the train pass him.
The fool furnished a mangled corpse
for a funeral next day and his sweet
heart will hence-forth go to church
with a more sensible negro.
The venerable editor of the Sumter
Republican, Col. Chas. W. Hancock, en
tered yesterday his seventieth year. On
ly another brief twelve months and he
will have passed the allotted days of
man, by rounding up his three score
years and ten. More than half this time
has been spent in the harness of the Re
publican and it is the old gentleman's
desire to die in harness. Surely the old
p vtrons will sustain it the remainder of
his daj’S.
“ Where,are my friends!” cried slugger
Kill rain when he found himself whipped
bunged up and deserted. Only a few
hours before worshippers had swarmed
around him by hundreds, they sang
aloud his praises, fawned at his feet and
staked their money on his muscle, but
alas! he had fallen his fame had depart
ed his money was gone and his friends,
where, O, where were they? Gone where
the wood bine twineth! and the bosom
of the fallen giant heaved with emotion,
great teardrops rolled down his brawny
cheeks when he fully realized the true
character of those who worship at
the shrine of bullies and sluggers.
The Schley County News copied the
Republican’s numerous potato article
1 ist week and failed to give us credit for
it. We expect the News had some
doubts as to the truthfulness of the ar
tide, and having much respect for the
Republican, who “Could not tell a lie.”
give the credit in another way.—Ameri
cus Republican.
If we give the wrong credit, it was
entirely unintentional. We believed the
statement, every word of it, and more
too. That was a very ordinary crop for
a Schley County farmer.
TO THE CITIZENS OF SCHLEY COUNTY.
The greatest question to be solved by
modern economist, is how the results of
the aggregate toil of the masses of the
people can he appropriated to the neces
sities of the entire people, instead of the
luxuries and ease of the few. We ask,
can this be done by the supj)ort of com
bines and •‘trusts'’ And especially, can
the farmer ever expect to receive his
equal share of the wealth that he alone
produces, so long as he renders farming
unprofitable by giving aid to monied
monpoly.
This question, the invasion of the va
rious fields of industry, by corporate
combinations of capital, is the greatest
question of all the age. It threatens a
destruction of present social conditions,
upon an entirely new phase of human
development, and the’dauger to individ
ual liberty is most threatning.
It is perfect folly for any man to think
or imagine that he can achieve much
permanent success by farming, when
jr enera i conditions prevail that positive
Jy force agriculture, as a class, to pay a
tribute, greater than it possibly can pro
duce. after feeding itself: and the farm
er who expects to prosper when it is ab
solutely impossible for farmers as a class
to prosper, is like the fellow who refus
ed to do the one thing needful in this
yorld, on the ground that it was not
necessary beesuse when the gates of
Heaven were open he thought he could
slip in with the crowd. And just as sure
as the great Judge will detect him, and
reject him, so will the inflexible and
unvarying actions of present conditions,
bar him from prosperity.
By far the most threatning develop
ment of modern civilization, is the sys
tem of capitalism; which casts a dark
shadow upon the otherwise bright page
of the future. Capital ask pompous
ly, as though it were asking an unan
swerable question. Can a man not do
as he pleases with his own? The bag
ging trust asks, “Can a farmer afford to
loose sixty or eighty cents upon every
bale of cotton he grows?’’
“What fools we mortals be;” and still
are. Does not the very question show
the farmer how much his interest de
mand that he looses this ficticious sixty
or eighty cents per bale? What idiotic
simplicity, to be wasting our substance
by pouring it into bottomless pits; and
yet this folly has gone on for ages, Now
friends, we think that it is time to call
a halt. Can any one man deny that the
evils which now afflict agriculture in
America are not general? Will any sane
man claim that the present suppressed
and unprofitable conditions of agricult
ural pursuits, is due solely to local caus
es? Surely not! The same cause that
makes bagging high to me. makes it
high to you. The same cause that rais
es t he price of sugar here, raises it in
New York; and so on you will find to
the end. Now the question is. what is
the cause? It is simply monied monop
oly pooling their issues and creating a
scarcity, which gives them the power to
set a price. The agricultural popnla
tion is so much greater more numerous
than other classes, that united and act
ing in harmony, they would be irresist
able. The emblem of the House of Rep
resentatives is a typical illustration of
the character of the farmer. It is a bun
die of small rods bound together by sil
ver bands: Separated they are easily
broken; but together, they can resist
the greatest power. How perfectly this
typifies the condition of the farming
masses. Separately each is easily bro
ken, but united by the silver bands of
sympathy into a solid whole, they are
indestructable.
The rivers may run, the winds may
blow, and make the newly leaved forest
wave, and old ocean may howl in dark
caverns, and spit spiteful foam in the
face of the sky; but the onward tide of
man’s improvement and progress will
still continue. No Nebuchadnezzar nor
Belshazzar either, raising a golden im
age or feasting his lords, and ladies,
can stay the hand of Him who is a
friend to the poor. Then my friends,
we ask you to help us in this our most
earnest effort.
To the merchants we will say, our
success means your prosperity; our de
feat, your destruction; this argument
is just as applicable to you as to us, tiien
it behooves you to give us all the aid
possible. In asking you to assi-1 us, we
know that we ask you to get out of the
road that ages have blazed for you, we
know t,uit we ask y° u to do what the
‘ Jute trust,” and a hasty consideration
would have >’ ou believe, detrimental
destructive financially; yet we think
after you have considered the fol
S reasons, you will bo willing to
wiUl us ’
I think the ,
statements in essentials cor
yet admit that hair-splitting logic
slightly change, but not materially
the results.
It requires on an average of 7yards jute
per bale, at 121 cents $6,125,000
It requires origin average of 8 yards cot-
SCHLEY COUNTY NEWS.
ton-bagging per, bale, at 12J cents
$7,000,000,
Placing jute-bagging apparently ahead
by $875,000
Which, however, rapidly disappears by
the application of the credit belonging
legitimately to the cotton-bagging, to
wit:
By conceded and adopted difference in
tare, as established by the Southern Man
ufacturing Association, of 10 cents per
100 pounds, or 45 cents on a 450- pound
bale, amounting to.........$3,150,000
By freight on difference in weights of
covering, 6 pounds per bale, estimating
aggregate freight at f cent....215,000
By 50 per cent, advantage in insurance
over jute, placing cotton at $40 per bale,
would be saving of 15 cents per bale
1,050,000
By difference in the value of cotton-bag
ging after having served the purpose
of bale-covering is worth half as much
as it was before being spun—say 3 cents
per pound, or 18 cents per bale 1,260.000
$5,675,000
By interest on $6,125,000 at 8 per cent
490,000
This gives, as offset t.t the $875,000 ap
parent advantage of jute... .$6,165,000
The item of interest is not error, from
the fact that it would have gone abroad
in payment for jute-bagging, whereas it
now remains with us and increases ex
change circulation to that extent, and
currency, wherever circulated, certainly
benefits to the extent of local rate of in
terest.
By utilizing our stains to the extent
of 124.000 bales, relieving the market of
this much cotton product and at
the same time reducing the surplus, this
can not be estimated in dollars, never
theless par value. If this statement be
true, it is plain that we could not afford
to use jute bagging as a gratuity.
Recognizing the fact that in union
there is strength, and that many men,
farmers and merchants, out-side of the
Alliance, barred of becoming members,
who are in full sympathy with us, and
who feel that this fight is as much their
fight as ours. Be it therefore
Resolved:- That tlje Alliance of Schley
county; ask the co-operation of the peo
ple, in putting down this “Bagging
Trust.” by not using any “Trust bag
ging.”
Resolved 2nd :—That the merchants of
Ellaville be requested to aid us by not
keeping or offering any jute bagging
for sale, but in its stead, keep and offer
cotton bagging for sale.
Resolved 3rd., That this preamble
and these resolutions, be published in
the Southern Alliance and the SCHLEY
COUNTY News, B. Williams,
L. C. A.
ON TOP AGAIN.
Carter A Bradley Received The First Shipment
Of Cotton Bagging.
Messrs Carter – Bradley are friends
of the farmers.
They feel that what helps the farmers
helps them, aud consequently they are
ready to adopt any measure to aid the
noble sons of the soil. On yesterday
they received a large shipment of the
new cotton bagging, the first ever
brought , ...... to this city, and , proposes to
keep a full supply on hand the entire
season. Having brought this bagging in
a very large quanity for the cash, they
secured a good discount, and propose to
give farmers the benefit of the same.
This bagging is.madeyin the interest of
tha fanner, from his'own product and is
the little that breaks the back of the jute
trust. Messrs, C arter – Bradley showed
some of tho goods to a reporter yester
day, and In conversation remarked that
they were in full sympathy with any
movement that would aid the farmer.
Recognizing the justice the farmers
were doing themselves by adopting the
use of cotton in place of jute for cover
ing their crops, they at once determined
to supply it and place their orders, the
first shipment of which arrived yester
day. The farmers will appreciate the
enterprise of this energetic firm of young
gentlemen—Columbus Enquirer-Sun.
Norman McLeod, a photographer, of
Hot Springs Ark., has a horse that takes
the cake tor lofty tumbling. Grazing on
the mountain overlooking the city a
few days ago, it got too near a precipice
next to the sidewalk and the ground be
ing slippery, just after a rain, it slipped
over the edge and tumbled fifty-one
feet. Twenty feet of the distance was a
perpendicular the remaining thirty-one
feet, was so steep that the horse made
several revolutions before reachiug a lev
el with the sidewalk. The people below
heard the noise and looking up saw the
mud flying and the horses feet flashing
through the air, they expected of course
to see the animal pounded into a jelly
against the rocks that studded the tnoun
tain side but imagine their supprise to
see the horse get up and graze on just as
though the tumble was a part of the
program*
Ilia section a few miles square about
McRae there has not been a real heavy
rain since April 14, consequently crops
are suffering and will be cut short. !
THE FLOODS OF CON EM A UGH V ALLEY.
BT W. P. R.
From The Wesleyan Christian Advocate.]
Ther’s a storm in the heavens-the skies over
cast,
With darkness and clouds-the rain falling
fust *
Fronl mountain and hill side the torrents
downpour,
And the river’s dark flood swells high with
a roar;
And Conemaugh la£e with an ominous tide
A hundred feet deep, and a thousand feet
wide.
Like a ravenous beast that is lashing its cage
Frets its banks and its bounds, to be free in
its rage.
There are fears that the reservoir s dam may
not stay,
But how can its granate foundations give way?
Its ninety feet thickness of masonry strong
Have breasted the storm that have tried it?
strength long;
The millionaire’s money has built it secure,
The engineer’s test says its walls must endure.
For years there has been no cause for alarm.
So the pcple said, “peace-thcre canot come
harm!"
For years have the fishermen’s boat found a
rest,
And Pleasure has sported upon the lake s
breast.
And long lias the town dotted valley below
Reposed in sweet peace, by the river's fair
flow;
And business and trad* have followed their
toils
With never suspicion of loses or spoils;
The farmer has whistled afield in his glee,
Bnd speeded bis plough with a song cheerily;
And children have frolicked in shades green
and cool.
Or hastened with pleasure to and from school
The people on Sabbaths have heard the church
bell.
While the hills echoed back—“it is well—it is
well”
And homes, happy homes with their gardens
and flowers.
Have nestled secure in their fresh fragrant
bowers;
But Eden of Earth have perils forever.
No Paradise safe in its beauty, no never
Oh Conemaugh Vale by thy river’s lair flow.
Awake from thy dreaming to signals of woe!
Hark people! Awake, the warning is given!
Away to the hills for the reservoir’s riven!
A breach in the wall! to the hills, hasten, fly!
To dally and linger, you perish and die!
Take the cars and away on the “rescuing
train!”
A hope of salvation is otherwise vain.
The few speed away—the multitude stay,
And smiling at danger, insanely delay;
Too late for escape—ah, list to the roar!
Like the booming of cannon—a hundred or
more;
The lake’s mighty volume of five miles in
length.
Pours down a fierce flood Tiranic in strength;
Like a Stygian deluge of fate and of fear,
It rolls on the town, and the villages near.
A watery bulwark appnling to sight.
Extends for n mile “forty feet" in its height;
The avalanche moves like a furious steed,
With fearful momentum, and terrible speed;
And fouining, and boiling along on its way.
Throws high o’er its front its dusty like spray;
While its turbulent billows with horrible force
Roll out theiy deep thunders sepulchral and
hoarse.
Like an army exulting, the foe to engage,
It marches right on with impetuous rage;
Lixe an Ocean in storm, te npestuous, black.
As merciless, cruel, it leaps on its track.
And lashes,and breaks, and grinds, as it goes,
And sweeps men away as chaff where it flows.
No work of man ’ B Fenius of art or of skill.
Impede fora moment its ruinous will,
And bridges and buttresses of iron or rock,
Go down with a crash, by tho terrible 3hock;
Wreck ruin, und death, and ghastly dismay,
Are 8 P read everywhere oc the flood’s head-
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And . . vilage and hamlet ... 1...J teeming . , with life,
Alx . scattered and crushed like shells in the
strife;
The city’s strong mansion, and cottage all go.
Tottoat,n a mass with the debris below -
P °° r thy 8trength and thy beauty
Thy homes and thy households o’erwhelmed
with the dead;
And tow ns, eight or ten, go down in the flood,
Whofi ^. ek8 here and there urc P ur > ded with
Anil horror of horrors, the demon of fire
Combines with the billows for terror more dire!
And houses afloat with their flames red and
high.
Throw a weird like glare, on the waters and
sky;
And homes are the tombs of their stark and
dead freight.
Or the biers of the living who struggle with
fate;
While agonized wails and shrieks fill the
air.
And curses and groans ure mingled with
prayer;
And husbands and wires take loving fure
wells,
Then sink neath the waves of the stream
it us
swells;
And lover und friend uro hurried apart.
Or perish together, clasped heurt unto heart.
Whole family circles are swept fast away,
1 lie parents und children and billows astray;
The grandsirc and matron, sweet mother
— and child,
Float swooning away, or in agony wild;
Young men. aud fair maidens, youth, beauty,
und age,
Are suddenly hurried from life’s busy stage;
And corpses by scores, und hundreds, and
more,
Lie broken and charred, or pule on the shore;
And hundreds in caves ’neath the drifts of the
waves,
Shall never be found in their deep hidden
graves,
Where they slumber unknown without coffins
or shrouds,
Till Christ and Ids angels shall in the
clouds. come
< >h Conemaugh! Valley of death and of woo!
V\ hut tonsils thy losses and sorrows cun show?
Thy children have perished—“ten thousand’’
have tied,
In the battle of waters, o’erthrown with the
dead!
0*y land is a desert—a ctaamol house drear,
Thy homes are bereft of the loved and the
dear;
The living are paralyzed-dazed in their
gloom,
Their heart* like fair gardens quite hare of
all bloom. I
Alas! that thy woes are augmented by crimes
Whose guilt is a marvel of these Christian
times.
Oh record of shfirie! human ghouls, it i« told,
Ib tlrair greed rob thy dead, and plunder their
gold;
Fair mother* are marred by their barbarous
hands.
And “the fingers of babes" for the jewels and
bands;
A curse on the pirates, strack down in their
blood!
Tis well—they are drowned in th’ oblivious
Hood.
Oh Conemaugh Valley! what cheer for thy
care?
What comfort of words can allay thy despair?
Oh valley of beauty, an Eden, so late,
In two dreadful hours overshadowed by fate!
God rest thy sweet dead—thy living still keep!
And give their despair the blessing to weep;
And give their torn hearts the grace still to
trust
In His love, that consoles when all treasures
are dust;
So Prayer shall bring angels with heaven's
sweet balm.
And after the t< mpest Hope’s rainbow and
calm.
SCHLEY COUNTY.
Schley County is composed of teritory cut
off from Sumter, Marlon and Macon counties.
It was organized in 1859, and named for one of
the old Colonial. Governors of Georgia; Gov
ernor Schley.
Its location is Southwest-Central. Area 180
square miles. General features, hilly, inter,
spereed with level plateax. The soil is very
fertile all over the county, but varies in color,
some places being red clay, some dark brown,
very sticky in wet weather, some pebbly and
some sandy, under-laid with clay subsoil.
Cotton, corn, sugar-cane, oats, peas, pota
toes, pumkins, melons, rice, wheat, rye, bar
ly, peanuts and chufas; peaches, pears .prunes,
pomegranates, plums, apples, apricots, quin
ces, cherries, grapes, mulberries, strawber, i •*,
raspberries, goose berries, beets, cabbage cu
cumbers, squashes, tomatoes, turnips and oth
er field, orchard and garden products, grow
here to perfection.
The fence corners, waste places in old field
and forest, abound in all kinds of wild fruit,
such as blackberries, blueberries, gooseberries
whortleberries. May haws, black haws, plums,
cherries, crab apples,persimmons, fox grapes.
Winter grapes, muscadines, chinquepins,
hickory nuts and chestnuts.
Besides the native crab, crowfoot and other
grasses, many of the best varieties of import
ed grasses do well here, especially Barmuda,
herds, blue and orchard grass.
The no fence luw prevails in the county, yet
stock raising is rapidly becoming one of the
leading industries of the county some of the
finest horses in the South are raised here, and
the rich golden butter and sweet country haras
that are daily brought to market by the far
mers of Schley, could not be beaten anywhere.
Cotton is the money crop of the county, but
happily the day has past and forevevr gone
when the people of Schley depended on other
sections for their meat and bread. Nearly ev
ery farmer in the county makes plenty of corn
and bacon for home consumptions aud many
of them make a surplus to sell. No particular
attent’on is given to poultry raising, yet the
people have all they want for home use and
one man with a horse and wagon keeps busy
the year round hauling chickens and eggs from
Schley county to Americus.
The health of the county is excellent, the av
erage elevation being near two thousand feet
above sea level and drainage is generally good
an epidemic of any diseases, was never known
here.
The farming people of Schley an. inteligent
cultivated and refined asan 3 r ngrieultured peo
ple in the world. The county is dotted with
school houses and churches, and a half grown
person who cannot read and write is seldom,
if ever met with, and of the negro race most
of them since freedom can road and write.
IN MEMORIAL.
Resolutions of The Andrew Chapel
Sunday School,
It is but meet and proper that we eyer
recognize the dispensations of God’s
providence, when brought home to our
hearts as has been the case of him whose
memorial we now write. How forcibly
and solemnly are we taught, day by day.
by One whose dealings with us are al
ways just, that we have at the best, but
a frail hold on life; that “In the midst
of life we are in death.”
Last Sabbath our friend was with us,
in his accustomed place but now liis spir
it has wingged its way to the home of
the blest; for before going, he had ex
pressed the comforting assurance of his
sins being forgiven. Those knowing
him best, loved him most. The testimo
ny is, that Walter was a good boy and a
dutiful son. Therefore be it
Resolved 1st:—That we as a Sabbath
School, mourn the early departure of
cur faithful scholar and mate, and may
each of us, Superintendent, teachers aud
scholars, be reminded of the shortness
of life and its uncertain ending, that
will, by the we
help of our Heavenly Fath r.
try and be more faithful in the discharge
of every duty as members of this School,
that in prayer, we ask God that in His
infinite wisdom. He will, out of His dis
pensation, bring great good and lasting
blessing, to our Sabbath School und en
tire community.
2nd:—That with the bereaved ones we
sympathize, in this their affliction and
we will pray our Father that each of us
may have the assurance of God's love
und that at last wa may be gathered
around God’s Throne.
Written by his Sunday School teacher.
June 28th 1889. Mrs. Emma Strange.
The Savannah Dublin and Western
R. R. has been sold, and it is thought
that the Central company are the
chasers. pur*