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TO WN DIR EC TOR Y.
Mayor—Thomas G. Barnett.
Commissioners—W. W. Turnipseed, D. B.
Bivins, E. G. Harris, E: It. James.
Ci.krk—E. G. Harris.
Treasurer—W. S. Shell.
Marshals—S. A. Belding, Marshal.
J. W. Johnson, Deputy.
JUDICIARY.
A. il. Speer, - Judge.
F. L). Pismuke, - - Solicitor Genera!.
Butts—Second Mondays in March and
September.
Henry— Mondays in April and Oc
tober.
Monroe—Fourth Mondays in February,
and August.
Newton—Third Mondays in March and
September.
f’ike—Second Mondays in April and Octo
ber.
Rockdale—Monday after fourth Mondays in
March and September.
Spalding—First Mondays in February
and August.
Epson— First Mondays in May and No
vember.
CHURCH DIRECTORY.
Methodist Episcopal Church, (South,)
Rev. Wesley F. Smith, Pastor Fourth
"Sabbath in each month. Snnday-Rcliool 3
p. m. Player meeting Wednesday evening.
Methodist Protestant Church. First
Sabbath in each mouth. Sunday-school 9
A. M.
Christian Church, W. S. Fears, Pastor.
Second Sabbath in each month.
Baptist Church, Rev. J. P. Lyon, Pas
tor. Third Subbath in each month.
CIVIC SOCIETIES.
Pine Grove Lodge, No. 177, F. A. M.
Staled communications, lourth Saturday in
euch month.
DOCTORS.
"I\R. J. C. TURNIPSEED will attend to
■*' all calls day or night. Office i resi
dence, Hampton, Ga.
IVR. W. H PEEBLES treats all dis
•* f eases, and will atteDd to all calls day
and night. Office at the Drug Store,
Broad Street, Hampton, Ga.
DR. N. I. BARNETT tenders his profes
sional services to the citizens of Henry
and adjoining counties, and will answer palls
day or Dight. Treats all diseases, of what
ever nature. Office at Nipper’s Drug Store,
Hampton, Ga. Night calls can be made at
my residence, opposite Berea church. apr26
JF PONDER, Dentist, has located in
• Huidpton, Ga., and invites the puhlic to
call at his room, upstairs in the Bivins
House, where he will be found at all hours.
Warrants all work for twelve moDtbs.
LAWYERS
JNO. G.“COLDWELL, Attorney nt Law,
Brooks Station, Ga. Will practice in
the counties composing the Coweta and Flint
River Circuits. Prompt attention given to
commercial and other collections.
TC. NOLAN, Attorney at Law. Mc
• 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, Me
Donough, Ga. Will practice in the
counties composing the Flint Judicial Cir
cuit, the Supreme Court of Georgia, and the
United States District Court. (Office up
stairs over W. C. Sloan’s.) apr27-ly
GKO. M. NOLAN, Attorney at Law.
McDonough, Ga. (Office in Court house )
Will practice in Henry and adjoining conn
Sies, and in the Supreme and District Courts
of Georgia. Prompt attention giveD to col
lections. mch23-6m
T F. WALL, Attorney at Law, //amp- !
•J . ton.Ga Will practice in the counties
imposing the Flint Judicial Circuit, and
the Supreme and District Courts of Georgia.
Prompt attention given to collections. ocs
EDWARD J. REAGAN, Attorney at
law. Office on Broad Street, opposite
the Railroad depot, Hampton, Georgia.
Special attention given to commercial and
other collections, and cases in Bankruptcy.
BF. McCOLLUM. Attorney and Conn*
• seller at L-iw, Hampton, Ga. Will
practice in Henry, Clayton, Fayette, Coweta,
Pike, Meriwether, Spalding and Batts Supe j
rior Coarts, and in the Supreme and United I
States Courts. Collecting claims a specialty.
Office uo stairs in the Mcloto3b Buildicg. >
ONE AND FAITHFUL.
All athwart the frngrnnt cedars
And the river’s deep, dark splendor,
All athwart the waving hemlocks
The gleamy moonlight-lies,
As they walk a favorite pathway
Where the leaves breathe whisp’riugs ten
der,
And he cares not for the darkness
While love’s light beams in her eyes.
Oat upon the tranquil river
Fall the willows’ fo'ded shadows,
And they dance fantastic measures
At the South wind’s faint request,
While the breath of ripened clover,
Yielded by the grateful meadows,
Lulls the happy birds to slumber,
And makes sweet their n'ghtly rest.
Up the grassy slope they ramble.
Where the moonlight falls unbrokeD,
’Till they reach the farthest summit,
Aud the town seems far away.
Many glances fond were bartered,
Though but few, few words were spoken
As they climbed the hill which latest
Bade farewell to parting day.
But at last—bruve heart!—he whispered :
‘■See yon streums that n eet and mingle,
From two souices strange and distant
They begin their constant flow ;
I will be like one, if thou wilt,
So our lives may be a single
Stream of love and true devotion,
'Bright with joy’s unchanging glow.”
U’er the hills by that same river,
Old and gray-haired, now they wander,
(Many years have lived and perished.
Yet those shining streams still meet.)
And their hearts are one and faithful.
While in silent thought they ponder
Memories of the days departed
When they learned that life is sweet.
Caleb Dunn.
A Lively Town.
Leadville is (he paradise of gamblers.
Gambling saloons are more than five time as
numerous as churches and aro twenty times
as well patronized. The gambling saloons are
upon the ground Boor of some of the best
buildings upon both the principal Rtreets.
The doors stand wide open when the weather
will allow, and crowds go in and out openly
There are twenty-one regular gambling
houses, besides gambling enterprises in con
nection with other kinds of business. I no
ticed faro “lay-oats” in a drug store, a gro
cery and in an office. Nobody apologized
for them or seemed to think it anything out
of the way for a gtune to be started when
business was dull.
Gambling is as natural as breathing in a
mining camp. Of course there are men here
who do not gamble, but they are in the mi
nority. The gamblers do not wait for night
fall, but begin to play in the morning. A
majority of the men >n Leadville do not live,
they only board, and after supper thev pour
out on the streets in flocks. The “tores are
full, music is heard here and there; an
illuminated muslin sign and gorgeous posters
Veil the attractions of a variety theater, and
a line of men extends from the ticket-office
out into the street.
At the corn u r of Chestnut street and Har
rison avenue is a famous saloon, conspicu
ously labeled, “The Little Church on the
Corner.” A printed card proclaims, “Denver
prices: two drinks for twenty-five cents.”
Just beyond the saloon is a large building,
into which a stream of men constantly pours.
The room is large and low. Jt contains
nothing in the way of ornament, and but lit
tle that could be considered luxurious. A
long bar graces one side of the room. A
picket fence runs down the middle, and long
tables stand at the further end and upon the
sides of the apartment.
Three musicians aie stationed in one of the
front windows. One plays a violin, another
a harp, and the third a cornet. Each appa
rently plays any tune that occurs to him. and
the result may be imagined- Ten or twelve
games are frequently in progress at the same
time in this room. The leading game West,
as well as East, is faro. It is not uncom
mon for a gambler to sit at a table hour
after hour waiting for the impuUe which
bids him play. If it does not come h 6 is
quite likely to go home without risking a
dollar. If it does come, he feels sure of suc
cess. There is a man in Leadville who struck
the camp without a dollar. Somebody gave
him his supper and he slept in his blanket
on a pile of boards. The next morning the
“inward voice,” as perhaps the friend would
say, bade him go to a gambling saloon. He
had never gambl. d, knew nothing of the
rules of a “money game.” He would not go
at first, but sfter awhile strolled along Chest
nut street and noticed the very gambling
house in which the reader is supposed to be.
He went in and stood by the faro table.
A man sitting there looked up and said :
HAMPTON, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, AUGUST 22, 1879.
“Stranger, there is the last of $450. Luck
is dead against me. I want you to play it
for me.”
•‘1 don’t know the game,” said the new
comer.
“So much the better,” roared he of the
ill luck ; “u green hand always wins.’’
“Play,” said the inward monitor.
The young man sat down and pushed a
few chips upon the king, and the king won.
He “coppered” on the ace, and the aee lost,
lie “called the turn” and called it right. He
sat at the table until he had won over $3,-
000. The next day he put SI,OOO into n
prospect hole, and within forty-eight hours
mineral was struelrand lie was offered $15,-
000 for his interest. In one week from the
time he entered Leadville he was worth be
tween $20,000 and $30,000. llis luck said,
“Stop nowbut ho was intoxicated by
success and continued his ventures. In less
than a week he lost over sl2 000.
The crowd around the (uro table includes
all classes of men. There are laborers just
in from the streets ; furnace men, who have
not stopped to wash the grime from tbeir
faces; long-haired miners, white-handed
book-keepers, steady-looking professionals.
One of the well-dressed, wax-moustached,
high-toned gamblers in Leadville ulways
wears gloves. People waul very much to
know why he wears them, but he declines to
tell.
Two or three months ago a citizen who
had inudvertently swallowed “the serpent
which lurketh at the bottom of the cup,”
made u bet thut he would find out why the
“Professor” alwuys wore gloves. He adopt
ed a very simple method. Watching his
chance, he hurled the “Professor” back in h s
chair, and after choking him a minute, re
marked : “Now, lam going to choke the
lite out of you if you dou’t tell me why you
wear gloves all the time.”
“All right,” drawled the Professor, with
out allowing the least anger or surprise. The
grip on his neck was released. "Because I
choose to,” he said sweetly. His revolver
exploded as he spoke, aud the inquisitive
young man staggered buck with a bullet In
his shuulder. “Would any other gentleman
like to ask me uny questions?” he continned.
Nobody cared to make uny inquiries, and
the Professor put np bis pistol and went on
with his game.
A little wsy from the faro-table is the
“chuck a-luck” table. The dealers of chuck
a-luck are less aristocratic than the faro
men, and are called “tm-lioru gamblers,”
from the cornucopia which they use in
shaking dice. The figures 1. 2,3, 4,5, 6
are paiuted upon the table, and the better
places his cash upon any one of the num
bers. Three dice arc shaken, and if the
number betted upon conics uppermost on
either of the dice the player wins. There
are various combinations like those in policy
connected with the game.
Lansquenet is a game in which the players
contend against each other, the bank charg
ing a commission on the business done. Some
one ot the players forms a bank as large or
as small as he pleases, and the others play
against him. He can continue to “turn” as
loog as he wins, but wheu he loses he must
give his place to a luckier man.
High-ball poker is a rather popular game
A keno “lay-out” is used with bulls from
forty to ninety. Each plater “antes,” the
wheel is turned and the highest number takes
what money does not go to the game for
per centage.
Short fuio is the boys’ game. It is like
iaro, except that only ha If a suit is used, aid
there are three winners in succession and
then three losers, instead of one winner and
one loser. Why this part icular game should
have been appropriated by boys is a mystery.
Newsboys, errand-boys, bootblacks and
school boys cluster around tire short (uro
table and watch the cards as intently as
their big brothers watch the game at the
other end of the room. Boys are not very
plenty in Lpudville yet, and as they increase
in number the public gambling will piobably
decrease.
Rouge-et-noir is another flourishing game.
Four aces. one at each corner of the board,
and two jacks in the center, and a fquare of
red and one of black for those who bet on
color comprise the lay-out. The dealer
clrants in a sing song tone: "Down in time;
just as many black as red, and just as many
red as black ; seven for one on the knaves,
and four for one on the aces. The jack is
the only per cemage the game has, and when
it appears the money on the board belongs
to the bank.” Jacks ought not to come
very often, but it sometimes appears to play
ers as if every other card was a jack.
The “paddle-wheel” can be seen in one of
ita forms at almost any race-truck. There
are numbers on a board and numbers on a
wheel. “Yonr money down in time and the
wheel goes round.” If it stops wiib the
flexible pointer ou ll‘C ri.hr
win, but h does not generally stop there
The “nutshell game.” which is played
with three half walnut shells and a rusher
ball the size qf a pea, is a variation of three
cird monte. Toe nutshell nun toss 3 * the
ball from one shfll to the other, and wants
to bet that nobody can toll which shell the
little ball is The peculiarity of the
game «eems tu lie that if yon jlo not bet yon
can tell just where the littlo ball is, but if
yon do bet yon cannot.
As the evening wanes, every table is sur
rounded by players. The services of the
bar-keeper are in active demand; writers
run with liquor It> the players who are un
willing to leave their seats, and a lunch stand
where can be obtained what has been ap
propriately called “a photograph of a sand
wich” is well patronized.
No sketch of gambling in Leadville, or
elsewhere, for that matter, would be com
plete without allusion to poker. Everybody
plays p iker, and it is not generd'y “penny
ante.’’ Tall stories are told of the “raises”
which rich and obstinate nun have nude
upon one another, and how fortunes have
changed hands in an evening. There was a
quiet game ai the Clarendon only a few
nigh's ago. Luck ran pretty evenly for mi
hour or two, but nobody made or lost much
At last there c>rne a “big blind,” Two of
the players “went out" at the earliest oppor
tunity The other two “stayed in" anil ele
vated each other until there was eighty dol
lars on the tamp. One of them said, “Well,
if this is to be a money game, 1 guess I will
raise you $500.” Hie man opposite smiled
.blandly and observed, “Sec your SSOO ; go
SSOO better.” The first speaker took a long
look at his cards aud said, “I call” The
“hands” were laid down, when it appeared
that the caller had a “pair of fours” and his
opponent an “ace high.”
An interesting story is told of a Pittsburg
man, who relutes the following experience :
“Alter I had been out around Leadville for
several months I got to be tolerably pros
perous. I had SBOO in cash, a S3OO horse,
a gold Watch and chain, a good pack mule
a rifle, two revolvers, a dog and a meer
schaum pipe. One day I came into town
and drew all my money io order to pay for
part of a claim which I wanted to buy. 1
met a couple of fellows whom I knew just
after I got my cash, and we resolved to have
a quiet little game of poker.
“Well, sir, I never struck such a streak of
luck as I did that afternoon. It was a
square game, but if anybody won unytbiug
they naturally meant to keep it. The first
thing I did wus to lose SSOO on four queens.
It was my deal, and I gave another fellow
four kings. In less than an hour I lost
every cent I had, then my horse, then my
watch, then my mule, then my rifle, my
revolvers and my dog. I weut out of the
place and resolved to borrow a revolver and
shoot myself
“1 walked out to the edge of the town and
put my Ini'id in'o my pocket to take my
revolver. There was i.o revolver ihere. but
my meerschaum pipe was there. As soon
as I felt 'hut pipe I gave a yell of delight,
and started off on a run lor the house where
the boys had won my money. They were
ayil Ihere. 1 not S2O on my i ipe and sat
down to play again. I won a little mouey
ami then my dog, revolvers, rifle, watch,
mule and horse At last I won $1,200 on
one hand. The fellow who wus betting
against me iiad an ace, king, queen, jack,
and four-spot flush, and I had an ace, king,
queen, jack, and five-spot flush When I
got up from the table it was daylight in the
morning, anil I had $4,800 in cash, besides
the money and things I started with. I
went down to the boarding-house, borrowed
the landlady’s Bible, and swore I would
never gamble again as long as I lived. I
never have since, and I never will.”
The monkeys seem to amuse gome people
most. I like a monkey myself. Do you
know I believe it is a positive loss to human
beings that they haven’t got tails like mon
keys ? V\ hy, a monkey can hold anything
with his tail, just like you can with your
band. It’s really a third hand. Now,
s’posin’ you had such a tail? If you had to
haog on to the platform of a crowded horse
car with yonr bands, you could hold yonr
umbrella with your tail, if you were walk
ing up and down the room at night with
the baby, you could carry him in your arms
and give him a spoonful of paregoric with
your tail. If you wanted to take your family
out for an airing, you coaid grab a child
with each band and pull the baby coach
with your tail. I tell you, sir, it’s a dead
loss to you that you’re not built like a mon
key. —Max Adeler.
“Thermometer’s op to ninety, Mr. Smith,”
said a visitor to a State street broker. “Let
’em go np to par, ’ said the man of margins.
The Legend of the Ivy.
It is an old legend— a. Gorman one, I
think, and it runs in this wise J
Once npon a time there lived, beside the
Rhine, n benntilnl Indy. She had a lover
who loved her, and wh“nt she loved in re
turn ; but nfter he had wooed tier—not one
year but three—he asked her to marry him,
ami she, anxious to show her power, merely
answered, “Wait.”
“I have waited three years," ho said, “but
at your bidding l will wait one more—just
nne more. I will go away from you and re
turn when the year is over, to ask your
hand."
Then he went away and became a soldier,
and praise of his bravery filled the land, but
the Indy had been piqued by the thought
that he hod beeu able to leave her even for a
year, and when he returned she determined
to punish him, though all the while she loved
him well.
He knelt at her feet, and took her hands
in his, and said :
•‘Lady, I havo come back to claim you for
my wife.”
Bnt all she answered was :
“Wait longer ; a patient waiter is not •
loser."
The soldier arose. He sighed, but be said
no word of remonstrance.
"I will wait for two years'longer,’’ be said
calmly. “If Ido not lose, all is well.”
Then he left her again. She had hoped
that he would plead with her, and that she
should be forced to change her mind ; but
now he was gone—gone for two long years.
How she lived through them she could not
tell; hut they passed, and again her lover
was before ber.
“I havo waited patiently,” wns ull he snid.
The lady yearned to cast herself into bis
arms, but pride was strong within her.
“Wait longer,” she said.
“No,” he answered. “This is the last
time. If I wait now I will wait forever."
At this her blood boiled ; ber eyes flashed ;
she arose and drew back haughtily,
“Thau wuit forever,” she said coldly.
Surely she thought he would sink at hpr
feet and beseech her forgiveness, hut he did
no such thing. He left her without a word.
And now her heart sank within her bosom.
She wept bitter tears, and repented in dust
and ashes.
When a year had gone by she could bear
her woe no longer, nnd she sent her little
foot-page to her old lover, bidding him beur
this message :
“Come back to me."
But the message the little foot-page
brought was just this :
“Wait.”
Again she was left to her sorrow, and two
years glided by ; then once more she bade
her page ride over the mountain to her lov
er's castle.
'•Tell him I am waiting,” she said.
The page rode away aud rode back. He
stood before his lady and duffed bis cap, and
repeated the message that bad beer, given
him :
“The patient waiter is not a loser.”
“He is punishing me,” thought the lady,
and lor two years longer she remained in her
castle. Her heart was breaking. Her breath
failed. She knew that death wus near.
A longing to see him seized her soul.
Again she sent her cruel lover a message.
“Tell him,” she said, “that I am neur my
end, and that if I wait longer before I see
him I shall wait forever,”
But nothing softened the heart her own
cruelty bad turned to stone.
The page returned and stood beside the
lady’s couch. His eyes were full of tears,
his head bent upon his breast; he sighed aud
hid his face in bis plumed cap. The lady
lifted her wan face.
“Speak,” she said. “The message.”
"Alas 1” sighed the page. “I would it
were a more tender one.”
“Whatever it may be, speak,” gasped the
lady.
“The only m-ssage that I have,” repHed
the page, is : “Wait forever f”
“I am well paid io my ewn coin,” said the
l*dy. “At last I have received all my an
swers back.”
From that moment she faff'd fast. In a
little while she died and they buried her in
the cold charcbyard, with a stone at ber head
aud a stone at ber feet.
When spring came there was grass npon
the grave, and there also was a new plant
strange to those who looked upon it ; a plant
with daik. glossy leaves, that crept slowly
but surely aloug, clutching fast to every
round surface it met. There bad never been
a plant like that on eanb before. Now we
call it tbe ivy, but this is wbat those who
saw it for (be first time said of it:
“Its tbe lady whom ber lover bade to wait
forever. In this form she is creeping toward
creep on dntll she redfcbes the heart she threw
away."
Generations have passed from earth. The
castle is a min, covered with ivy, and the
prasnnts will tell yon that it has crept there
Iron) the lady’s grave, point by point, through
graveyard and over gates and fences. Yoct
can trace it if yon choose, they say.
Tlie Price of an Italian Count*
Is It strange that the titled poor should
malm tbe acq isition of money the object
and aim of life? With Italian pride, a
Count bolds his title worth so much per
year. A thousand dollars per year is cer
tainly a small income, or would be in
America. But titles arc more plentiful thaix
fortunes in Italy, so a Count will gladly
marry if his wijp can give him that income.
An Italian army officer is not permitted to
marry unless ho has sn income of 3.000
fruncs ($600) a year. His pay is so small
that ho can barely live npon it bimself, but
lie is not allowed to pat himseif in a position
to incar expenses that he cannot meet, there*
fore be must not marry without the assured
means of maintaining bis family. Is it
strange that American fortunes are so
eagerly sought by Italian titles ?
“Who do you think is the belle of Flor
ence now ?” was asked a few days ago.
I said I did not know.
“Miss - of Philadelphia, whp will have
a fortune of $30,000 a year. She is with
her mother, a wealthy widow, and all the
poor Princes in Enrope are at their feet.
The husband aud father made this money, so
coveted by these,Pri»ces, as a canal con
tractor. The mother and daughter have
come to Europe to spend It.”
The Venetian Princes are even poorer
than the Florentine, and, Unfortunately for
them, the American colony here is vary
limited and not very wealthy. Indeed, with
but one exception, the American fortunes
are too-small to go out of the family. This
one will, without doubt, buy a title, as it is
quite understood that neither mother nor
daughter is averse to such an alliance.
One could entertain some respect for a
poor Italiun Count if he were only “a man
for a’ that.” But he is not, His poverty*
stricken pride looks down upon the honest
labor of hand or brain as beneath his titled
notice. His impecunious indolence scorns
auy exrition that tends toward the inde
pendence of self-support. How cun one
respect the poverty of a young man who
riseH at 11 in the morning, tukes bis coffee
before rising, makes bis toilet, saunters out
to the piazza, spends an hour over another
cup of coffee at a little table in the arcade,
where ho gossips with two or three other
young nobles, and comments on every lady
who pusses with a freedom of language not
known to ears polite. A 9 be spends the last
hour of the morning, so he generally spends
the afternoon, and the evening is only varied
by the promenade. Elevated nobility, is it
not ? But such is tbe daily occupation of •
the poor Italian noble—Prince or Chiant —>
as he calls himself. What a high-minded
creature for a woman to look up to, tff
rerpect, love, and to support with ber for
tune! It strikes me that all the titles inr
Italy would not compensate for the loss of
self-iespect on tbe part of the American
girl who deliberately sinks ber own nobility
—the rauk of ao intelligent, high minded
woman—to the level of such effete ari*»
tocracy.— Venice Letter in Christ tan Union*
A Casadamca.—Tbe boy sat oo the
back yard fence, ull bnt him hot! fled, the
flames that lit his father's barn shone just
above the shed. One bunch of crackers irv
bis hand, two others in bis hat, with piteous,
accents loud he cried, “1 never thought of
that 1” A bunch of crackers to the tail ot
one small dog he'd tied ; the dog io anguish,
sought tbe barn and mid the ruins died..
Tbe sparks flew wide and red and hot—they
lit up the brat; they fired tbe crackers io.
bis band and eke those in his hat. Then
came a burst of rattling sound—tbe boy I
Where was he gone? Ask of tbe winds
that far around strewed bits of meat and
bone, and scraps of cloth aDd balls and tops,
nails and books and yarn, the relics of the
dreadlul boy that burned bis father’s baiou.
When summer, golden summer,.
O’er the dewy meadow comes,
And round tbe nodding flower
Gay tbe belted bumble bums,.
And around the closuring cresses
Every brooklet ripple plays.
Then tbe wise, long-headed fellow,
With a forethought lovely lays
By shekels with which to purchase an over
coat and a pair of skates for next winter..
“How do you tie a love knot ?” asked
Laura, toying with a bit of blue ribbon.
Kii._ any way/’ growled Tom, behind his
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