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THE HENRY COUNTY WEEKLY CONSOLIDATED JANUARY 1,1591. VOl . XVI. I’UOFE SSIOX Al. VAItDS. : s:. i*. ( ,niPin;M« DEN TI ST, MoDoXIH'GH G». Anv otic desiring wurk done chii no »c --•on.modatvd either l.v railing'on me in per o- Hilrircssing me through the mail*. tVrm- rr.sli, unless special arrangements !r otherwise made. ;i > w. Bar an j W.T. Puuc*m. kiliati <v mcjtnv 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 • i .... 51. H imiK, 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. NTKWAUT Ac B> l> I HI.. ATTOItX I’A'S AT CAW. Gkiksin, Ga. ion:* la. rvn. ATTORNEY AT LAW, Gate City Nationl Bank Building, Atlanta. Ga. I’l id ices in (lie Slate and Federal Courts. THU — 7|--. ■ . - - r, >' Trsry: % T< *’ • | Wit r -- r T-~ “-A w. .y ’ ’ ;L j ■ • ' A- r.V i :: ■■ ' v ; sSAs -- ■■ feA " v - A . A.*, East Teiia. finiiia k Ga. R’Y. IS TilE OM.V SHORT AND DIRECT LINE TO THE NORTH, SOUTH, EAST AND WEST. PU; IMAM’S FINEST VES ' IBULE SLEEPERS ATLANTA & KNOXVILLE MACON & CHATTANOOGA BRUNSWICK ,? A TLA V 7 A « ETIIOi S' < 2£ A.Ntti:. Direct Connections at Chat tanooga with Through trains and Pullman Sleep ers to Memphis and the West, sit Uiio\tlll<‘ I*lllllllllll Nl<*e|H*rs for WASHINGTON, PHILADELPHIA, AND NEW YORK. VO It 'HTHKK IVrORJiATIUN ADOUKSS, g w WRENS, CHAS. N. KICKT (ien’l. S’ is*. Ait A. < . I*. A. K> >XMI.I.F. ATI.ANTA *li«s' n«l & MnICR. Ei. SOI Til I. ~vi Mvi) IIM'.I ! 1 < :'*o a. in. Ai »-iv ■ •'<>,■'! ”- A ** I. "Uel 1:1 * ■“ •* (Griffin BKI-> “ SOUTH 1.0,v.- C.riffin 44M > P- m - Arr ' L«uc i I-t 4;41 > Greenwood 4:48 “ “ ;,l,|>.,nouyb “ M. E. GK A V . Snp’t •*STEWART*» * MERCANTILE* *COS* * CARD * 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