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THE HENRY COUNTY WEEKLY
CONSOLIDATED JANUARY 1,1591.
VOl . XVI.
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ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
McDonough, GA.
A i»r;u*ticL' ui tlie counties composing
he i'iitit Judicial Circuit,the Supreme Court
, t ini.. and the United States District
Court apr27-lv
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attorney at law,
M, Doxoi on, Ga.
\V practice in the counties composing
■ tie ; int Circuit, the Supreme Court of
;eorg .1, and rite United States District
Court. marl 6-1 y
L J. *KA«AI%,
attorney at law.
McDonough, Ga.
; nr.ictice in all the Courts ot Georgia
attention given to commercial and
I vdlectioufl. Will attend all the Courts
v t I! ipton regularly. upstairs over
ITie v ;;kkly otticc.
j l\ y* AUd*
attorney at law,
McDonoi’uh, Ga .
W oractice iii the counties composing the
oji'dal Circuit,and the Supreme and
Di-t : Courts ot Georgia. i’rompt attention
.iv. o collections. octs-’?9
A. lIROW.A.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
McDonough, Ga.
Wid practice in a l l the counties compos
ing tiie Flint Circuit, the Supreme Court of
George. and the United States District
Court. janl-ly
| j A. i>ili:9 > MIN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Hampton, Ga.
Will practice in all the counties composing ;
Die Flint Judicial Circuit, t lie Supreme Court
of Georgia anil tlie District Court ot the
United States. Special and prompt atten
tion given to Collections, Oct 8, 1888
Jno. D. Stkwakt. j B.T. Daniel.
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Gkiksin, Ga.
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Gate City Nationl Bank Building,
Atlanta. Ga.
I’l id ices in (lie Slate and Federal Courts.
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To Their Friends and Customers.
WE THANK YOU FOR YOUR
LIBERAL PATRONAGE
THIS YEAR.
We are ready with the usual fall goods— prices al
ways the lowest.
GOOD BAGGING in 3 yard pieces (no loss in cut
ting) 7 cents. NEW ARROW TIES, popular prices.
MACHINE OIL and STEELYARDS.
We have also full line of JEANS of the best k "nake
and closest prices.
We carry a good line of Home Made Shoes that
are very cheap.
Of course we have a complete stock of
DRY GOODS, CLOTHING, HATS,
SHOES, NOTIONS, HADWARE, TINW AE,
CROCKERY. MEAT, FLOUR. LARD, SUGAR, COFFEE,
TOBACCO, SNUFF, ETC., ETC.
Did you ever think of it? We pay no house rent, do our
own work (for the most part)and have large capital in our
business, and buy in large quantities and do you see how it
is possible for anybody to undersell us? On the other hand
it is a notable fact that all our customers seem to prosper —
the reason is obvious.
We desire to do a
STRICTLY CASH BUSINESS THROUGH THE
FALL.
This you see gives us an opportunity to close up our
books.
We will be prepared to furnish the whole
Country next year on time. We desire to express
our thanks to our customers lor the prompt manner in
which they are settling up —early collections do us a lot of
good.
Again thanking our Customers each and all tor their ta
vors, we are yours to serve
The Stewart Mercantile Co.
Thos, D. Stewart, Pres’t & Gen’l Manager.
L. H. Fargason, Vice Pres’t & As’t Sec’y.
J. B. Dickson, Secretary & Treasurer-
AND HENRY COUNTY TIMES.
mcdonougii, ga.. Friday, novenber 0, ism.
TO 1 KATII.
Thou ait, at tlu* lulci^ol'i s ill.
All hearts in wen inuss mn*l \ou t . thee:
EYn the God’s fair, meek head on Calvary,
Touched by thy biTiith ouTh l r» ust did
fall,
Which new life sut p tlu- ag s f mankind
To come. \i t. slim! • lit g K im n turn from
thy the ,
In helpless tear, I ill, cl taped in thy cinhracc
The rent tln*> vainly sought, and could
not tind,
Is theirs, and they, half fearful as a child
Within a stranger’s arms, look in thine
eyes.
To read there promises of Pgradise,
And smiling as »i child does when boguil
,,d r
Bv the kind face, th* v whisper on thy Breast
That thou, late wooer and lHend, ait
beat.
A Wife’s Triumph.
HY HIIIKI.KY BItOWNK
‘•I don’t deny but wliat I was con
-1 siderahly surprised to hear of Joe’s mar
j riage,” said Mr. Ailesbury, aittint- in
his wheeledcbair in the sunshine. “I
did..’t know's be ltad no such idea in
his head. Rut everything happens for
the best’ and the old place is clean run
down for wart of a nice stirriu’ house
keeper. Berenice Stubbs a
dollar and a half a week, tind wants
washin’ put out, at that. Things didn’t
go tins ’ere way in the lifc-MAc of my
second departed 110, not yiSk'hile my
first was living’. I’m willitr now to
confess that I was sort o’ tujpin’ over
in my mind the idea of askingPanthcon
Jones’s widder if she’d any Vhjeciions
to share my solitary lot; but this mar
riage o’ Joe’s put tilings in a, (l iferent
light. 1 wasn’t sai lin but wha* he was
going to be an old bachelor. Ido hope
his new helpmate can riz bread and
panning cakes, and soft soap. Site was
fairly ruining me with bar soap bough
ten at the store. And there’s all my
two deceased pardners’ calico gown up j
stairs, in the blue paper trunk; waitin’
to be made patchwork of. Of course
she’ll be handy with the needle, or Joe
wouldn’t liev selec'ed her.”
And Mr. Ailesbury chuckled at the
prospect of “the good time coming.”
“Is this uiy new home, Joe?”
The bride stood in the clean scoured,
whitewashed kitchen, looking around j
in a bewildered sort of wav. She was
slight and small, with large blue gray
eyes, and a delicate complexion. Her
traveling dress was of the softest pearl
gray, and she wore daintily fitting gray
kid gloves, and boots so liny that it al
most seemed as if the grass of the door
yard, like the harebells of Sir Waltsr
Scott’s poem, must have “risen elastic
from her tread.” Her stalwart bus
band, standing beside her, looked down
with beaming pride on her miniature
beauty.
“Why, yes, pet,” said lie. “Isn’t it
like what you had fancied?”
The bride laughed hysterically.
“Not in the least,” said she. “Hut
I dare say I was absurdly fanciful.”
“I guess, said old Mr. Ailesbury,
“that Mrs. Joe bad better change that
finicky dress for something plainer, and
help Berenice Stubbs with the suppei.
Berenice is sort o’ plagued with neural
gy to-day.”
“She’s too tired to do much to night, i
father,” said Joe.
“Tired! What’s she done ? I don’t
call it hard work to go ridin’ in the ;
railroad cars. Do you ?
Berenice Stubbs, i hard faced female
with a waist like the town pump, and !
sharp, twinkling eyes thatched with j
sparse white lashes, regarded Mrs. Jo-!
seph Ailesbury with scant favor.
“Don’t look a bit as if she could wor
ry through a day’s wash,” said she.
“These small folks is power wiry
sometimes,” said the elder Ailesbury.
“My first dear deceased wasn’t no tal
ler than Mrs. loe—but my ! what a
hand she was to turn off work.”
When Mrs. Jo 1 ! came in from the
garden after tea wi:h a hunch of clover
pinks m her hand, her father-in law
was ready to accost her.
“Now you’re here, Mrs Joe,” said
he, “to son o’ see to things, I’ve told
Berenice Stubbs she can go home for
a half a week, and I’m curious to find
out what sort of a housekeeper you’li
make.”
M rs. Jr e looked helplessly at tier
husband.
“I dare say she’ll turn out a capital
housekeeper, father,” said lie. “But
you won’t find out about it at present.
I'm going to take her to Welland Falls
to see Cousin Simeon Ailesbury. Her
mother used to know Cousin Simeon
years ago.”
“What, all that wav ?” croaked the
fartm r.
Joe nodded.
“Traveling’s dreadful expensive.”
“Well, it costs something,” admitted
Joe.
“And you’ll have to stop overnight
at some tavern.”
"Yes ”
“It seems to me,” growled the old
man, ‘'that all this is a senseless waste
of money. You’d both of you a deal
better settle down and go to work. I
didn't go mooning around the country
when 1 married my dear deceased first,
nor yet my dear deceased second. Lite
is made for work, not for play ”
“Time enough for that, father,” said
the reckless Joe. “A man doesn’t get
married—ordinarily, ofteuer than once
in a life-time.”
Mrs. Joe drew a long breath of re
lief when she found herself out from
under the farm house roof.
“Joe,” said she, “I’m afraid I'm go
ing to he an awful disappointment to
your father.”
“As long as you're not a disappoint
ment to me,” he retorted, laughing,
“it doesn’t so much signify.”
“There must be a deal of work in
house—four cows, a hundred turkeys,
a flock of sheep, a poultry yard full of
Leghorn fowls, butter, eggs, cooking,
washing, baking, scrubbing—”
“Ilow do you know this?” asked
he.
“Miss Stubbs told me. Oh Joe
why didu’t you marry Berenice
Stubbs ?”
“Look in the glass, little girl, if you
want that <|iiestion answered.”
“But I am so useless You should
have seen Miss Stubbs look at me
when I said 1 didn’t know how to
make bread, and that 1 never had done
a washing in my life.”
• You’ll easily learn, El lie.”
“Do you think I shall, Joe?” A
little cloud, “no bigger than a man’s
band,” came over the pear’y frankness
of her brow. “Did your mother wash
and bake and brew ?’.’.
“Presumably she did. Rut J don’t
temember her; site died young.”
“Was she your father’s first dear
deceased ?”
Joe nodded.
“Wliat was the other one like ?”
“Tall and pale, with a cough, and a
habit of taking vvinteigreori-seented
snuff.”
“Would you like me to take to win
tergreeu snuff?” she queried.
He laughtd.
“It hardly seems, dear, as if you
could belong to the same race as those
two poor, pale, drudging women,” said
he.
“Do all farmers’ wives die early,
Joe?”
Joe did not answer. He was un
folding the paper to rt ad the latest
news by telegraph.
Cousin Simeon Ailesbury was the
village doctor, a pleasant old man with
a bald tread and a genial smile. Ellen
Ailesbury made friends with him at
once.
“You are very like your mother
child,” sain he “She always remind
ed me of a little mountain daisy.”
Ellen’s lip quivered.
“I am glad you speak so kindly to
me, doctor,” she said, “for—for some
how since I came to the old farm house
I feel as if I were a fraud.”
“A fraud, my dear !”
The bright tears sparkled now.
“I was brought up to leach,” said
she. “I can do nothing about the
house. And Joe’s father seems to ex
pect me to be the maid-of-all-work. Of
course I can learn. I’d do anything
to please Joe. Hut it’s hard to think
one such a disappointment.”
“Humph !” said Dr. Ailc-bury, “I'll
speak to Joe about that.”
And that afternoon when Ellen and
.Mrs. Dr. Ailesbury weie gone to look
at a pretty cascade in the woods, the
old man had a long talk with his cous
in’s son.
At the end of the week Joe went
back to the Ailesbury farm.
“Well, I'm glad ye’ve got through
gallivating.” said the old man, with a
long breath of relief. “All the farm
work is behind, and Berenice Stubbs
a'n’t worth half what she used to be.
I hope your wife is prepared to take
right hold of the butter ami the poul
try and ”
“No, father, she isn’t,” said Joe, val
iantly* “ Ellen isn’t very strong, and
she has never been used to the hard
ships of farm life.”
“What did you marry her for?”
snarled the old man
“To he my companion and friend,
father, not my drudge and servant.”
“Your mother waru’t above work.”
“Mv mother was dead and buried.
Highest of all in Leavening Power.— U. S. Gov’t Report, Aug. 17, 1889.
Baking
Powder
ABSOLUTELY PURE
sir at the age of thirty—worn out, as
all the neighbors tell me, hy the hard
ships of her life. Your second wife,
too, was a victim of the Moloch of
work. I don’t intend to lay Ellen in
the churchyard at their side.”
Mr. Adeslmry’s hrow darkened.
“I won’t have no one in the house
who don’t earn their board,” he said
“Very well,” said Joe, “We’ll rent
the, little Harrow house down Locust
Lane. It will he handy to my work
at the carriage factory, and Ellen shall
have a strong servant to help her with
the house.”
Old Aileslmry started up forgetful
of his inliriuities.
“Joe,” said he, brandishing his
crutch, “if you’ve been such a fool as
*o marry a mere wax doll—”
Just here his foot slipped ; he fell,
a dead, heavy weight, his head against
the sharp edge of the table. The sen
tenee was never finished.
“A month !” cried the old umn, in a
cracked voice, “a month since 1 had
that fall ! Then I must 'a' been out
of my mind. I must have had a fever.”
“Well, I guess you just have,” said
Herenice.
“And who took care o’ me ?”
“Mrs. Joe, to he sure. Night and
day. I ain’t no hand at nursin’ sick
people, and there was a hull week
some one had to sit up all night with
you.”
, “But that slim, pale-faced cretur
never done it ?”
“Yes, sh« did. She said you was
Joe’s father, anil there was somethin,
about your eyes an' lorid, as you laid
as'eep, that reminded her o’ him. And
she wouldn’t leave you a minute.”
“God bless her!” said the old man,
turning his face away, with a curious
thrill at his heart.
“Joe,” said ho, when his sou came
in a few hours later. ‘ I’ve been very
sick ?”
“Yus, father.”
“And they tell me 1 nearly died.”
“They tell yon the truth, father.”
“The doctor says if it hadn’t been
for your wife I’d ’a' been under the
church yard sod hy now.”
“1 believe it is so, father.”
“Joe, she’s an angel !”
“Don’t I know it, sir ?”
“Joe, I’m sorry I said all them tilings
about her. Do you suppose, Joe, she’d
stay here if I'd hire a gal to do all the
rough work?”
“We have planned, sir, to move into
the Harrow cottage, and—”
“Hut you musii't do that, Joe. 1
can’t feel to let her go,” urged the old
man. “All the luck would go out of
the house, once the door closed on her.
Ask her to stay, Joe. Tell her—”
“The door opened softly. Ellie her
self came in.
“Father, do you want me to stay ?”
she whispered.
“God knows that I do, child!”
“Then I 11 stay.”
That self same evening Herenice
Stubbs was engaged to remain perma
nently as house-worker and general
factotum.
“Yes, I’ll undertake all that," said
she. “Mrs. Joe mayn’t know much
about housekeepin’, hut there’s lot’s
besides housekeepin’ in tin?world. Mrs.
loe can do things I can’t.”
And Elbe took her place as queen of
the little home kingdom.
“Your wife must be a wonderful per
son. Joe,” said the squire, next week.
“Your father is never weary of singing
her praises, and Berenice Stubbs never
heard a word in her disfavor. And of
all the people that 1 know, your father
and Berenice are the hardest to please.
Pray, is Mrs. Joe an enchantress?”
“Well, I rather think she is,” said
Joe.—Fashion Bazar.
Harries desiring their gins sharpened
can have the work done in the very
best workman-like manner, night or
or day, by calling on .J. J. Smith, Mc-
Donough, Ga.
Itch on human and horses and all
animals cured in 30 minutes by Wool
ford’s Sanitary Lotion. Never fail.
Sold by D. McDonald, druggist
McDonough, Ga.
1 Henry County Weekly, Established 1870,
( Henry County 'l imes, Established 18^-1.
IIK HAS I.OCATKI) I IRIX.
Fifty-two Miles Underground and
Full of IlimiliiK lli'linstone.
“Hell, or hades, or gehenna, orsheol
or the inferno, or whatever you want
to call it, is a lake of fire and brimstone,
exactly fifty-two miles below the sur
face of the earth at sea level, and has
the cub ! c contents of ">42,900,000
square miles.”
That is tin statement made recently
by the Ucv. C A. A. Taylor, I). D.,
educational and financial traveling
agent for the Florida African Metho
dist Episcopal Conference, Indianapolis
Freeman representative and general
preacher.
“I have come to this conclusion,” he
continued, “alter a most painstaking
investigation into the most comprehen
sive literature of geienee, philosophy
and theology; of libraries in Paris,
Loudon, New York and Hostou, to
gether witli a minute investigation into
the holy Scriptures.
“I base my belief on the Scriptures.
In the first, place, Christ always speaks
of hell as being down and not up.
Again, it is often and everywhere
spoken of iu the llible as being a lake
of fire and brimstone, and if it is not
why should the Hible say it is? You
notice where the Hible says that when
Christ was three days iu hell lie lifted
up his eyes. How could he look up if
he w as not already down ?
“I get at my conclusion hy estimat
ing the increase of heat as we godown
ward, and have figured that at exactly
fifty-two miles the heat is just great
enough to melt any known substance.
Here the lake of fire and brimstone
begins and it extends through the whole
interior. It was once Completely filled
with a molten mass, hut God has put it
into the heart of man and constrained
him lo bring about the grand consum
mation.
“In obedience to God’s mandate man
is gradually emptying out this interior
hy sinking oil wells, natural gas wells
and coal mines, besides this, volca
noes are gradually preparing a place
for f lic utiregenerate who persist in dis
obeying divine law. The holy book
says that at the coming of the Judge
ment the earth will he called together
as a scroll and burned with an un
quenchable fire. This means that the
interior will he so emptied out that
the crust will break in and the friction
caused by molecelar disentegratiou will
create the beat which will consume the
world and leave only the lake of fire-
The good will escape hy being called to
heaven.
“The Hible says the sun moves
around the earth and does not say the
earth is round. For that reason I be
lieve the earth to he flat, or at leust not
as round as the scientists believe it to
he. I have about concluded that thera
are many suns and that we may have a
new one every day .’’—Chicago Trib
une.
It Might Have liecu Worse.
Iwo Irishmen who had not met for
years ran across each other, and after a
period of handshaking adjourned for
some wet congratulations.
“Long time since we met, Clancy,
isn’t it ? Great lot of things have
happened since then,” said the first.
“Yes, indeed. Look at myself. Sure
it’s married I am,” replied Clancey.
“You don’t tell me? Have you any
thing to show for it ?” asked O’Grady.
“Faith and I have that. I’ve got a
fine, healthy boy, and the neighbors
say he’s just the picture of me.”
O’Grady looked at Clancy, who
wasn’t built on the lines of a prize
beauty.
“Ah. well, what's the harrum so
long as the child’s healthy.
How l» Cure All Skin l>i
cases.*’
Simplv apply “Swayne’s Ointment.”
No internal medicine required. Cures
tetter, eczema, itch, all eruptions on the
face, hands, nose, A:c., leaving the skin
Clear, white and healthy. Its great healing
and curative powers are posessed liy no
other remedy. A9k your druggist for
Swayne’s Ointment.
Many Versons
are broken down from overwork or household
care lirown’s I ron Hitters
rebuilds the system, aids digestion. lemoves ex
a*-of bile, and cures malaria. 'let thegenuina
