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VOL. 111. Advertising Kates. Ouc square, first insertion $ 75 Each subsequent insertion 50 One square three months 5 00 One square six months 10 00 One square twelve months 15 00 Quarter column twelve months... SO 00 llulf column six months 40 00 Half column twelve months 60 00 Oue column twelve months 100 00 4@“Ten 1 ines or less considered a squat e. All fractions of squares are counted as full sqtures, NEWSPAPER DKCISIPNB. 1. Any person who takes a paper regu larly from the post office—whether directed to his name or another’s, or whether he has subscribed or not —is responsible for the payment. 2 If a person orders bis paper discontin ued, he must pay all arrearages, or ’he pub lisher may continue to send it until payment is made, and collect the whole amount, vbetber the paper is taken from the office or O't. 3. The courts have decided that refusing to take newspapers and periodicals from the postoffice, or removing end leaving them un called for, is pnma facie evidence of inten tional fraud. TOWN DIRECTORY. Mayor —Thomas G. Barnett. Commissioners—W. W. I’urnipseed, J. S. Wyatt, K G. Harris, K. It. James. Clerk—E. G. Harris. Treasurer —W. S. Shell. Marshall—J. VV . Johnson, Marshal. S. A. Beijing, Deputy. JUDICIARY. A. M. Spsur, - Judge. F. D. Dismukk, - - Solicitor Genera!. Butts—Second Mondays in March and September. Henry—Thirj* Mondays in April and Oc tober. Monroe—Fourth Mondays in February, and August. Newtou—Third Mondays in March and September. Pike—Second Mondays in April and Octo ber. Rockdale—Monday after fourth Mondays in March and September. Bpaldiug—First Mondays in February and August. Upsoa—First Mondays in May and No vember. CHURCH DIRECTORY. Mothodiat Episcopal Church, (South,) Rav. Wesley F. Smith, Pasior. Fourth Sabbath in each month. Sunday-school 3 p. «. Prayer meeting Wednesday eveuiug Methodist Protestant Church. First Sabbath in’each month. Sunday-school 9 A. M. Ohbistiah Church, Elder W. S. Fears, Pastor. Second Sabbath in each month. Baptist Church, Rev. Oxford, Pas tor. Third Sabbath in each month. CIVIC SOCIETIES. Pink Grove Lodge, No. 177, F. A. M Stated communications, fourth Saturday in each month. DOCTORS. DR. J. C. TURNIPSEED Will attend to all calls day or night. Office i resi dence, Hampton, Ga. T\R. W. Q. PEEBLES treats ail dis !* eases, and will attend to all calls day and night. Office at the Drug Store, Broad Street, Hampton, Ga. DR. N. T. BARNETT tenders his profes sional services to the citizens of Henry and adjoining counties, and will answer calls day or night. Treats all diseases, of what ever nature. Office at Nipper’s Drug Store, Hampton, Ga. Night calls can be made at nay residence, opposite Berea church. api26 JF. PONDER, Dentist, has located in • Hampton, Ga., and invites l(je public to call at his room, upstairs in the Bivins House, where he will be foupd at all hours. Warrants all work for twelve months. LAWYERS. JNO. G. COLDWELL, Attorney at Law, Brooks Station, Ga. Will practice in the counties composing the Coweta and Flint River Cireaits. Prompt attention given to commercial and other collections. til C. NOLAN, Attorney at Law, Mc- JL • Donough, Georgia. Will practice in the counties composing the Flint Circuit ; the Supreme Court of Georgia, and the Uuited States District Court. WM. T. DICKEN, Attorney at Law, Lo cust Grove, Georgia, (Henry county.) Will practice in the counties composing the Flint Judicial Circuit, the Supreme Court of Georgia, and the United States District Court. apr27-ly GEO. M. NOLAN, Attorney aw, McDonough. Ga. (Office in Court uciise ) Will practice in Henry and adjoining conn ties, and in the Supreme and District Courts of Georgia. Prompt attention given to col lections. meb23-6m J F. WALL, Attorney at Law, Hamp ton, Ga Will practice in the counties composing the Fiint Judicial Circuit, and the Supreme and District Courts or Georgia Prompt attention given to collections. ocs EDWARD J. REAGAN, Attorney at law. Office on Broad Street, opposite the Railroad depot, Hampton. Georgia. i Special attention given tc commercial and other collections, and cases in Bankruptcy. BF. McCOLLUM, AUornpy' and Coun • seiior at Law, Hampton, Ga. Wiil practice in Henry, Clayton, Fayette, Coweta P'ke, Meriwether, Spalding and But's Supe rior Courts, and in the Supreme and United States Courts. Collecting claims a specialty. Office uo stairs in Schsefer’s warehouse. WHERE THE RIVER JOINS THE sEa. Goodly that pleasure was ; its border fringed With yellow grass the sea that ofltimvs flung Therein the flakes of sait-fi»th, amber-tinged, And on the sloping reach of pebble sung The self same yearning song, a* first among The sheping hills and shallow, shining bars, Unheard, it whispered to the new-lit stars. Beyond weie shadowed spaces of a wood, Low-bouglied, where on the river’s edge of sand, Waist-deep and scarcely stirred, the sedgw 6tood, And blossoms, strewn as by a sower’s Land, 'Bailed ont .into the op. n pastare-land. Where like u white arm wound about the lea, I be river kept the meadows from the sea. There might she hear nmoDg the wmd-blowD boughs. Such sounds as fain would 6et her feet in some New place, beyond the far hills’ lifted brows— Whereto the limbs above, with gesture dumb, Swayed beckoning ; and tho swift stream cried "Come!” And on its bosom, floating to the sea, The blossoms answered, “Follow, follow ms.” '!L The Baby’s Death, There came a morning at last when the baby’s eyes did Dot open. Dr. Eiskine felt the heart throb faintly under his fingers, hut be kuew it was beating its last. He trem bled for Elizabeth, and dared Dot tell her. She anticipated him. “Doctor,” she said—and her voice was so passionless that it might almost have be longed to a disembodied spirit, “I know that my darling is dying.” He bowed bis head mutely. Her very calmness awed him. “Is there anything you can do to ease her?” “Nothing. Ido not think she Buffers.” ‘■Then will yen please go away. She is mine—nobody’s but mine, in her life and in her death—and I want her quite to myself at last.” Sorrowfully enough be left her. Elizabeth held her child closely, but gently. She thought in that b«ur that she bad never loved anything else—never in this world should love anything again She wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry and burning, and not a tear fell on the little up turned face, changing so fast to marble. She beDt over and whispered something in the baby’s ear—a wiki, passionate prayer that it would remember her, and know her again in the iufinite space. A look seamed to answer her—a radiant, loving look, which she thought must he born of the near heaven. She pressed her lips in a last despairing agony of love to the little face, from which already, as she kissed it, the sob! had fled. Her white wonder had gone home This which lay upon her hungry heart was stone. —“Some Women's Hearts.” A Beautiful Story. —Coleridge relates a story to this effect: Aiexaud**r, during bis march into Africa, came to a people dwell ing in peaceful huts, who knew neither war Dor conquest. Gold being offered him he refused it, saying that his sole object was to learn the manners and customs of the inbab itaots. “Stay with us,” said the chief, “as long as it pleaseth thee.” Duriug this in terview with the African chief, two of bis subjects brought a case before him for judg ment. Tbe dispute was this : The one had bought a piece of gri Dd, which, after the purchase, was found to contain a treasure for which be felt himself bound to pay. The other refused to receive anything, statiog that he bad sold the ground with what it might be found to contain, apparent or con cealed. Said the chief, looking &t tbe one. “You have a Bon and to the other, “You have a daughter ; let them be married and the treasure given them as a dowry.” Alex ander was astonished. “And what,” said tbe chief, “would have been tbe decision in your country?” “ \Ve should bave dismissed the parties, and seized the treasure for the King’s use.” “And does tbe sun shine in your country?” said tbe chief; “does the rain fall there? Are there any cattle there which feed upon herbs snd green grass ?” ‘ Certainly,” said Alexander. “Ab,” said tbe chief, “it is for tbe eake of those inno cent cattle that the Great Being permits the sod to shine, the rain to fall and the gr«B3 to grow io your country.” It is reported that hntnble tomb to* ward the sunset bears as part of its memorial legend these words : “He was the first man that Horace Greeley ever told to go West. Likewise he was banged for stealiog a mule.” HAMPTON, GEORGIA, FEBRUARY 21, 1879. ElcctriCa! Cats. 'Up to the present time 'here has been nothing which eould have been so easily spared from the sphere of usefulness as the average cat. Ever since mao has been a reasoning creature, cats have been a prob lem, and philosophers for ages have unsuc cessfully wrestled with the question as to what led to the creation of cats, what they accomplish in their brief but v : g#ious existence, and what beoomes of them when they pass from us forever. Orators have bombastically alluded to cats in the wildest flights of their metaphor; viollu makers have vainly sought to twine the midnight music of cots into tangible chords—and pensive poets hava harivd luetroua oil iu many au ancient lamp in the mad endeavor to instill iuto their rapt pages a semblauce even of the sweetness rising from cats on birn, barrel, fence and housetop. For the paragrapber, it is true, cats have been a fruitful theme, but as a paragrapber and a eat are both mysteries wisely hidden from investigation, it mokes no matter. To the eye of yontb. cats have ever been fertile with unholy amusement. Their csmpiicated evo lutions under the subtle but active influeuce of turpentine—their unparalleled gymnastics when thrown out of a second story window and clawing around in time to get their feet undermost wheo the thump conies —their vocal and combative ability when lied to gether by the tail And hung over a clothes line at a shivaite —these have entkared cats to the rising generation, and probably, led to the wearing out of more shingles and slip pers than anything the world has ever pro duced. Then again, there have beco count less superstitions about eats. One of the most harrowing and penetratiug of these is the popular and delusive one that they catch rats As ai at catcher, the average cat is an unmitigated fraud. He will catch one a mouth, perhaps, in elear, good weather, but will steal beef steak and make things red hot in the back yard for tbe neighborhood the rest of the time. A healthy trap, seduc tive with cheese and fried bacon, is worth a legion of oats any day of tbe week. When we see a gray old rat whisk out of a hole and ecu; ry light by a oat's nose to bb haven under the kitchen, and then hear him snicker iu the interval of chewing up the floor, our faith io the efficacy of eats in the rat line topples cod becomes a magnificent ruin. When we pensively lean out the lifted win dow at 2 a. u., to bear tue third act of Romeo and Juliet in tho back yard, see the air thickened with bootjacks, pale with cbina utensils, murky with profunity and lurid with flying anathemas and bed-slats, and know that cats are the sole and inexplicable cause, tbe iotricae'cs of the Copernican theory dwindle to insignificance before the poDder derous thoughts which aris«. But at last tbe problem of cats has been triumphantly solved, to tbe lasting glory of William Gurney H. Chelkins, of Calaveras, Cal. Wiiiiain Gurney, being a great elec trician, and knowing the electrical proper ties of the Cur of cuts, has been experiment ing for years iu hopes of being able to util ize tbe currents they generate. At last lie has succeeded. A battery of fifty-two cats, coupled for intensity, was found sufficient to work the line from Calaveras to Stockton— a distance of eighty-four miles, while with oue lmndred and forty couples he so excited the wire that every relay was polarized, the lightning arrester bunged up, ninety-four insulators kuocked right ofl and the operator at the end kicked clean across the room. Exactly how the battery of cats is arranged is not as yet known, but as the Western Union Telegraph Company has offered the inventor a royalty of §500,000 a year for the use of the invention, it is certain that it must be simple and lasting- However that be, as tbe supply of cats is inexhaustible, and the invention a success, we may dow confi dently look forward to great redaction in tbe price of telegrams, electric lights and strset corner shocks, and to tbe revealing of one of the greatest blessings the age baa known.— New Orleans Tunes. Some man with an eagerness for fame has invented a spring-seat saddle that wiil rock a mac to 6leep on the hardest going animal. What this country needs is some kind of a saddle that will bold a man down on the roof of a horse when he suddenly, and with out warning, points at the sky with hie fyet At a funeral iB Ireland the clergyman had not been informed of the sex of the deceased. He accordingly leaned over to the sexton and said : ‘ Shall I say ‘brother or sister here departed?”’ “It’s naytber, sir,” whispered the mau ; “share, be was only an acquain tance.” Somebody say? that “large ears denote broad, comprehensive views and modes ol thought.” What magnificent ideas a jackass must have 1 Dublin Belles. A Dublin belie is ns much unlike any other belle a» a Dublin dandy is sui generis. Very, very few of these dear, delightful bell « ar# ever seen in America, and more's the pity. She is oiten remarkably pre ty, and always so in fiertness —in a Paradise sense. The beauty of the Dublin girl—“in society”—i very charming. As a rulo they are lithe and somewhat long—for a “dumpy woman” in Dublin is a- much hated by nil men as ever-Byron could desire. I do not think in the entire population of fashionable pwp> of this city there is such a thing us a dumpy old maid. I adopt the style of the belles here, when I say such a thing, and 1 make the statement on the same Authority. Tfie last “dumpy old maid”.left here in 1835 for Nantucket in a sailing {racket, and is still on her way, for all I know. Hence “the girls”—and they are so called—like the “post boys”—though their ages of girlhood and youth have long passed bevotid “the Groves of Blarney’’—the girls, I say, are nearly all tall and straight like Lady Jane, who was “long end lane.” Every one ol therii ha? a “Libia's” beaming eye, ‘but at whom it aimetb no one dreameth.” These girls talk with (heir eyes, flirt with their eye 0 , say unutterable things with their eyes, and slay like unspeakable Turks, with their eyes. Their voices are charmingly sweet, soft and low-toned I’beir words are of tbe sort that not only breathe, but burn—when lhe dime comes. Tbe Irjsh lady is nusur pas'.'ed Wy the French one iu the art of con versation, and unequaled by tbe English or American. Au Irish girl of the world—and by i.o ineamr let me imply worldly, car. say more "soft nothings” und leave an enchant ing impression that ‘strong somethings’’ were meant than any girl ou North diaries street. There is au inductive process in the parleying of the Dublin belle that is suscep tible of doing wbat Paddy’s gun had the unique ability of accomplishing. Her jokes shoot round one corner just in time to meet her pathos corning round the other,and then occurs such an amazing and charming con cussion that yoa are like the man with “Hobson’s choice.” Her direct sallies of bon mots, her sympathetic circles, iika the “First Book of Euclid,” with ail the auglts thrown out, Dot only interest,, but charm your attention. I am sate “Venus” was from Dublin, nod I know “Adonis” never saw Cork ; tbe beauty of person, tbe brilliancy ofbraiu, and that graceful “thou art so near aud yet bo far” familiarity pecu liar to the Irish iudy, are to be seen to be admired ; to be faintly imitated, but rarely acquired by any other woman on any side ol •Mason and Dixon’s line.” I repeat, w<* rarely see this belle in Ameiiea, and I also repeat, more’s the pity.— Dublin Corr. Bal timore Sun. Hue Thought she Knew. — The passen gers iu the bleeping coach were just dozing off. when something howled out: “Ow— wow—wow I” “Great dragons ! there’s a young one aboard 1” growled a fat mao from his upper berth. “I’ll bet a hundred dollars none of us can get a wink of sleep to-Dight." “Wow—wow!” whined tha child “There he goes again !” growled the fat man. “I never travol but I run across some confounded baby.” “Who’s that talking?” called the mother of the child in a loud voice. “Me,” answered tbe fat man! “Why didn’t you either ieave that child at home or stay at borne yourself ?” “Are you talking to me ?” demanded the woman. “Yes, ma’am, lam 1 I say it is a shame to bring a sick child into a sleeping car to disturb twenty or thirty people.” “Are you a father?” she asked. “No, I hu'tn’t.” “No; a mother?” she continued. “No, ma’am.” “Well, sir,” she said, a 3 she poked her head out between tbe curtains, “when you have been the mother of eleven children, moved fort j—eight times, lived in nioe d fDr ent states, you’ll begin to ihmk you koow your own business. I think I know mice, and if that baby wants to howl, he’s going to do it. if 1 Lava to come over there and kick a ton and a half of conceit oat of you.” Ik a man, during fifty years, chews every day two inches of solid plug, it will amount. ar|tb«end of the halfceutury, to 6,3C6 feet, or a Utile and a quarter ol solid tobacco, half an inch th-ck and two inches broad, for which he will have paid, at present prices, two thousand three hundred and seventy three dollars. It is a fact folly understood by railroad meu that tbe lines having tbe most long tun uels oo tbe route secure the bulk of the bri> dai-tour trade. Woaders of (ho Prairie Mirage*. The mirages of the plains are of wondrous beauty. In the autumn, whuu all the at mospheric conditions are perfect, strange transformations take place npou the prairie ocean. It is the morning of such a day Along the eastern horizon u narrow belt of silver light appears. As it grows broader the silver-gray of its lower line changes io gold. FUecy cloud? above the belt take on a yellow-red. The grayish shadows of the dawn lilt slowly from the earth, aud imper ccptioly float skyward. Just before the rid disc of the sun peers above the horizon line, weird islands trppeee iu tb*. sky—i*h»uda clothed with trees and waving grasses, und held togpfher by threads of yellow and green and azure. The earth stands inverted in the sky. The wooded bluffs and timber islands of the prairie turn bottom upward in the glauceuus ether above, with their feet knee deep in water Tue ground-work of this illusion is a grayish semi-opaque mi.t, bui the smallest object upon the plain is limned against it with marvelous fidelity. Objects far beyond tho range of vision over the’ prairie are brought into plain view by this ethereal mirror. 1 have seen a little village thirty miles awey, over tbe plains, standing in the sky, every feature traced witli the minuteness of a line engraving. I could distinguish the dogs wan leiiog through the streets, the cows standing idly about the yards, and the opening and elos ng of the doors in the cabins. I have wen dog sledges, whose trains were out of sight beyond the horizon, trail through the heavens in a lor tuoes course ; long lines of cart trains sway ing to and fro over the sand dunes in the sky. Iu all these cases the ground does not appear, only the objects growing upon or pushing over it. Everything has the appear* auoe of standing or growing iu water. 3be feet of the animal, the roots of the trees, tbe foundations are ail lost in un aqueous mist. The ordinary features of the mirage—tbe simple drawing of distant objects near the spectator—are of common, and, in many places, ot every-day occurrence at some sea sons of the year. A few rode away ou every side »slight line of grayish mist, exactly like that rising from luke or stream in early morning appears % :ud upon the surface is limned the whole lundscupe, changing con stantly, like tbe color of a kaleidoscope, as tho traveler advances. The illusion contin ues but a few minutes, however. Tbe gold fudes from the fleecy clouds overhead as the yellow light descends npon the plain, chasing the receding shade before it. The sun rises, and the dissolving views of the mirage fades slowly away.— Dalcoia Cor. N. Y. Tribune. A Southern Roll Gall Near the End of the Wab. —A single file a rul'd rum—the whole regimental Geld music—are squealing and thumping the last notes of an old-time melody which has clui g to the command through all its fortunes ; it is “Ruu, nigger, run ! de paterol ketch you !” often heard in the days when the war was young. In a space between the tents, serving in lieu ot more pretentious parade, about a dozen men are ranged in an irregular line facing the orderly sergeant, and my little soldier falls iuto iiis place just as tbe roll begins- It is short work now, bat memory intersperses the list with many names in the order in which they were committed to its keeping in tha old days—names to which do min will ever answer again until tbe reveille of the eternal morning shall sound. The ser geant hesitates more than once, as his thought corrects his tongue, which was wont to ruu over the longer array so glibly, aud at each such pause ihere rises up before us the apparitisa of some familiar face as it one l to beam upon us io life, or perhaps as we last looked upon it, ghastly and grim be neath the stains of battle, ere we folded our comrade in bis bloody blanket slwoud aud laid him in his shallow grave. From dauk Obickabominy marsh and fertile Pennsylva nia valley, from the tangled thickets of the VV ildeiutss, tbe sterile slopes of Manassas, the dreary pine levels of tbe Sotxibaide, the ghosts of the old company come buck to outface the living witnesses of its valor aud challenge ttieir sturdy “Here !” Gen. Spinner says the climate of Florida cures his rheumatism. Now, if he could on y find something that w .uld take tbe crump oat of bis signature. Josh Billinos : “ Whenever yu cum akrost a inuu who distrusts everybody, you have fouud one whom it is sate lor everybody to distrust.” 'l’hekk are two periods in a woman’s lift when she does not like to talk. VV ben oue is we never knew, aud the other we have forgotten. Probably the happiest combination iu all this wide world, during these merry winter day?, is ball a rniuee pie with a boy around it. *lore Than Ik* Bnrgnluod For. In one of the interior town* of New Eog~ I. 111) a story is told of an old de*eon who ho* n couple of mischievoa* boys and a spunky old ram. The deacon's farm baited ptrt’iim of water running tfirough if, on the \ bank of wlvch there is a rock extendingß over the water and about ten feet above it, and which cannot be Mien from the house. The boys were in the habit of driving their father's strep to this spot, and then vexing the old raui until be would pitch at them with all his might, when they would drop flat down on the ground and let tbs iam go headlong over them, front the top of the rock into tlt<* water below. This was rare sport for the boys, but one day tiie deacon caught them in the very act of giving old ‘•Thumper* 1 ’ a bath, and dealt with them as he felt in duty bound to do for such wicked-miudedness. Some time ulter*ard the deacon ebanced to go to the rock, and s eing the fheep near it, he felt a strong iuclinatiorr to see his rata make another plunge into the water, After looking about, to make sure that no on® was in sight to witness his folly, be crouched down on the edge of the rock aistl* made u of fight against old I Thumper.*’ who accepted the challenge and charged with all bis force, so rapidly that the deacon, being rather slow and failing to drop >0 time, went over the rock headlong into the water alsng with him. Here was a fix for a deacon to he caught in, sure enough ; and to add to bis mortifica tion, by the time he and the ram got out of the waier, the hoys were standing on the reck above him, laughing boiiterously. The deacon sneaked off home—the boys totd of his mishap—and the old mun tt called Deacon Slow” to this day. “Gif dk Dhkf.se a Vair Ghanck ” —Tlmj man swaggered into a tidy lunch-house in New York, flopped into a chair, slapped his feet upon the tabic, shoved bis hat on the back of his head, and called for beer, bread and Llniburger. The pioprietor hustled around and tilled the order himself. The man picked up a bit of the cheese on a fork and smelled of it derisively. “Take that away,’’ he said, “and bring me some decent cheese. It’s Limburger I want —this is no good.” * ‘•What’s de matter mit dot gbeese; I half zome dot vash vresber,” said the German, anxious to please. “Strong! Naw! That’s what I want. This cheese is no count at all. I want something I can smell clear across the room. Trot it out and be lively. This don’t stink a hit—fetch in the rankest you’ve got. I’ve got a Dutch stomach if I was born In America,” and the man smelled at the- cheese again, and threw it away in disgust. The proprietor bowed over the table, pnd also sniffed a few times He then turned an injured look od the cuptiou3 customer and said : * “Dot va« not vair, mine vrieod; dook down dern foots der table aad gif der giieese a vair chanca.” 0 • ■ -.T _. Thu Mbakt.— Throb, throb, lffro&. Never sleeping but often tired, loaded with care, chillt with despair, bleeding with wounds, often afflicted by those who do not under stand g., or burdened by affliction, it mast beat on for a lifetime. Nothing finds a lodgment in its chambers that does not add to its labors. Every thought that the mind generate* steps upon the heart before is || wings its way into the outer world. The memory of dead loved ones are mountains of weight upon its sensitiveness ; the anxie ties of the soul 3tream to the heart sci bank themselves upon it, -as the early snow dn ta cover the tender plant ; love, if it ioves, fire#? it with leverish w.trmtb, sod makes it tbe ; more sensitive ; hate, if it hates, bea»s it to desperation and fills it with conflicts. Still it works on. When slumber closes the eyelids, the heart is befcting—beating beneath all its burdens ; it woiks while we sleep ; it works while we pray ; it aches when we fuagU. L)o not neafcjsarily wound it; do not ado k* its bleeding wounds. Speak a kind word to cheer it; warm it when it is cold ; eucoa?- ago it alien it despairs. The wise man on going to bed on u cold night plunges his feet to the bottom and has \ nut one spot to warm. The foolish mm l draws bis up to hi; chiD *mi extends i’isj fcet gradually, feeling all night us if h# ha<| taken a contract to melt down the corueyi* an iceberg. • - ,^L A Setmoui: (lud.) tuuo picked up a stict? of wo*/d the older night until chased % M 0 across the back yard, fie didn’t catch tba cut, but he ceugfct Aba clothes Hue with his teeth, and now wh'fci he smiles me corners of his mouth pass each other at the back of his i neck. i . '.4» ■- J ■ NO. 3$