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Cures Scratches quicker than any other known remedy. Cures all skin diseases. For sale by LEWIS R. FORD, Waynesboro, Ga apr6,’95—by f>£. ’CONNOR,-] Dealer in OLD HOKONGAHELA WHISKIES, 90s Broad Street, AUGUSTA, GEORGIA. Largest Liquor House in the South. Choice Brandies, Wines, (tins, Rum, and Liquors of every description. Mailorders eceive prompt attention. oct7,’93—an iiousands ol Women: ! SUPPER UNTOLD MISERIES. ;BRADFI£LD ? S REGULATOR, ; ACTS AS A SPECIFIC ► B» Arousing to Healthy Action all her Organs. f It causes health to bloom, and ( joy to reign throughout the frame.* ... It Never rails to Regulate ...< , “Mr wife has been under treatment of lead-, . ing physicians three years, without benellt., , Alter using three bottles of liltADKlELD’S FEMALE H IXi ULATOlt she can no her own ; * cooking, milking and washintr.” ► N. S. B11YAN, Henderson, Ala. ! imADI Ii:w> KIXII LATOU CO.; Atlanta, (in Sold by druggists at SI.00 per bottle. $G0R man ^hil 00 jlaFlier needj your 5 y m f 9 y Who do£$ t)of ipterejj ** • eoou^h To , •' • I eari) tfjvt ///Vp\ PfUchenors Antiseptic Alv/aj/s c\/re.s (t& b KMpi+in *4/, S'iKyoor ttye. fyo^e/. "Ly if- C/taK*- 9° ot^ef 8 . oust as he was going to set that gold mining company afloat,” growled the corporal. “Drat that schoolmaster; I wish he'd uever shown his handsome face in these parts.” “What, Grey! Whattcns he got to do wi’ it?” “Why, I heard,” said Wliitford, stol idly, pulling his pipe. “Why. I heard as there had been a sight o' talk about our lass an' him. an’ that the school- board had something to say about it— nay, I heard as he had to leave for car- ryin’ on with Elsie. They kept it mum, but there was a big fuss made about it.” “It he all my fault,” moaned the un happy woman. “Gi kep’ the lass i’ short dresses when her ought to a wore long gownds.” As she spoke the door opened and a figure glided into the room. It was the pastor. His clothes were soiled and torn, liis face was ghastly; a more limp, dirty, disreputable personage it was difficult to conceive. So comical was his appearance that the corporal, who possessed a strong vein of humor, could, notwithstanding his awe for the sacred personage, scarce keep his coun tenance. “Been in the wars, sir? Never mind, a little soap an' water ’nil soon put ye to rights. A little vinegar ’ud be a good thing for your cheek, if it wasn’t so broken and—” “llowd thy tongue, mon,” the dame interrupted; “let his reverence change his clothes, an’ Oi’U fettle un up wi’ sweet verbs. ” “Dear friends,” Dodd groaned, “you see my plight—my bodily suffering you can appreciate, but who can picture the agony of mind I endure?” “Who done it?” asked the corporal, though the sly dog knew well enough before he put the question. “That son of Belial, Jack Wilders.” “Well, parson, I reckon you left your mark on him?” “No. I am a man of deeds, not blows; and mark me, Mr. Whitford, that man shall wash away these stains with tears of anguish.” Such a diabolical expression shad owed Dodd's features as he breathed this threat, that the corporal shud^ dered; hut he could not quite under stand any condition in which a man received a blow and did not re turn it; and, from that moment, he be gan to see flaws in his idol. CHAPTER VII. FRANK GREY SECURES AN APPOINTMENT AND LOSES IT. “And this is a Sabbath day in great new Babylon of Chicago,” Grey mused as he wended his way one Sunday morning to the post office. lie was not strait-laced in his opinions nor in any way puritanical, but the utter dis regard of that Day of Rest he had from childhood been accustomed to observe jarred his feelings strangely. The city was “running full blast.” Theaters, concert-lialls, “dives” of every descrip tion were open to the public, who seemed bent upon taking every advan tage of enjoyment they offered. To Grey the scene was hideous. It was not the gay, out-door festival of a Parisian Sunday; hut a day on which young men shut themselves up in bii- ARLINGTON : HOTEL : BARBER : SHOP Waynesboro, Ga. My Shop is nicely fixed with water and every convenience. I solicit the public pa tronage. firs? 1 ' Special attention given to work for ladies-. nov3,’74 -by ror the pre vention of I BALDNESS _removing DANDRUFF and all other diseases of the scalp. Contains no oil, and is a perfect dressing for the hair. Treatise on scalp diseases free. For sale by all druggists and E. J. HICKEY, manufacturer. Nos. m & iiii Eighth it,, Augusta, Ga. for the hair. Treatise on sea HA1RALINE V removing MA0I0 “been in the WARS, SIR?” liard-halls and gambling dens, and drank themselves into a state of leth argy. It was a vulgar, senseless, be- hind-the-sereen kind of a Sunday. Frank Grey had resolved upon a journalistic career. He felt that he could write, and as he was temperate, energetic and modestly willing to be gin at the bottom of the profession and work his way up, he did not anticipate much trouble in securing a position, and with this end in view he had writ ten to the managing editor of every newspaper in the city a letter of appli cation for immediate employment, if needs be, volunteering to give his serv ices for nothing at the start. When he reached the post office he took his place in the long line of ex pectant men patiently taking their turn of inquiry at the little window. It might be ten minutes before his chance would come, so lie spent the time in scanning the features of the men near him, speculating on their lots in life, for they were, of course, all like himself, strangers, and probably nine out of every ten men who had come to this Mecca of the destitute tc seek em ployment. His attention was especially attracted to the person immediately in front of him—a tall, broad-shouldered, hand some young man, with a face expres sive of intense anxiety. “Algernon Granville?” the stranger asked when his turn came. The clerk hastily ran over a pile of letters and shook liis head. “Are you sure?” “Nothing for you. Pass on,” was the curt response. Grey was sure he saw the young man's face flush and then grow deathly pale as lie strode away. For himself there were four letters, each hearing the address in large black letters of a Chicago daily paper. lie chuckled to himself as he received them, his only apprehension being that he had been precipitant in offering his services in such a broadcast manner, which might lead to the embarrass ment of more than one accepting his proposition. Putting the precious mis sives in his Docket to be aniovad at leis ure In his lodgings he strolled away with much self-satisfaction, pausing for a moment to gaze with wonder into the shop-windows of Clark street, where the second-class tradesmen were driv ing a roaring business notwithstanding the city ordinances which prescribe fines innumerable for all violators of the Sabbatli day. lie had crossed two blocks on his way to his lodging when his attention was attracted to a second-hand basement clothes store, in which, to his surprise, his handsome neighbor at the post office was standing in the midst of some dirty Jewish salesmen, engaged in a violent altercation, everyone of the shopmen ! speaking at once, and the young gen- 1 tleman indignantly protesting in loud ! and angry tones. Without a moment’s reflection Grey j sprang down the steps to the young ! man’s side. “Can I serve you in any way?” was the impetuous offer. “What is the mat ter?” “Nothing. You thought it was a row, did you? Good fellow! it’s only ! a way these enterprising gentlemen j have of doing business.” “Oh, indeed,” Grey replied, blushing ' at his impatient interference. “I am i very sorry I intruded.” “Never mention it. And now,” said ! the stranger, turning to the store peo- j pie, “if you will not give me ten dollars for an overcoat, for which I paid fifty not a month ago, give me the garment back.” A babel of polyglotic depreciation followed. “Surely,” said Grey, “you are not thinking of selling that handsome over coat?” “Not for four dollars, which is all the beggars offer.” “Get your coat and come along with me; I have something to propose; you must; you shall.” And, notwithstand ing the opposition of the Jews, who, in their agony at losing a customer, of fered nine, ten, eleven—and then, with a scream like the cry of a lost spirit, twelve dollars—they escaped to the sidewalk. “Let me be your friend,” Grey said, grasping the arm of his new acquaint ance. “I am sure the dilemma that compels a gentleman to sell his coat in a strange city can be easily explained, and you will confer a favor on me by—” “Letting you act the role of a trans- Atlantic Brother Cheerible to a dis tressed yet deserving young man. The twin is at home, I suppose, waiting to take me to his heart and fortunes.” “Nay. I am as great a stranger in the city as yourself—I am implying that you are a stranger—and—” “A thousand pardons,” the young man interrupted, grasping Grey’s hand: “You ape a royal good fellow and de serve a frank explanation. I am $ peripatetic Englishman out of luck. My necessities are a mere passing shadow, but it is the confounded need of ready cash that is driving me to my wits’ end. There never was such a land as this for spending money and during a scamper through the west I have got into difficulties. Leaving my baggage out in Omaha as security for a hotel bill, I started for this big, dirty, scrambling, hustling human beehive of a Chicago.” Grey laughed. “You will like the place if you stop here long enough. They say that every one who comes here hates it the first month of his residence, endures it the second, and adores it the third,” he said. “Well, I’m in the first stage of expe rience, and I candidly confess I detest it—but to return to my story; My re mittance is not come, and, as X do not know anyone in the country, I am in what you would call a‘tarnation tlx.’” “I do not know that I should use such an expression,” Grey smiled. “Only - American gentlemen in English novels would talk in that way; but never mind that. You want some ready money. I am not a Jay Gould, but I can spare you a little, if you put your pride in your pocket and accept my offer as cor dially as it is offered.” “Agreed with all m3' heart. By Gad, if all your countrymen were as fine, big-hearted fellows as you are, I should like to pitch my tent among .you.” Thus began between two young men, who half an hour before did not know of each other's existence, a friendship that was to last a lifetime. In the silence of his chamber that night, after a day’ pleasantly spent with his new acquaintance, Grey drew forth the letters that contained his fate, sure of a choice of positions and only hop ing that he would have the good judg ment to choose the best. As the letters were read one after another, his cheek flushed, and when the last was~perused he. sat down on the bed gazing with the blankest stare of disappointment. The fact is, they were all worded alike, as though one hand had written them, and each contained the assurance that the members of the staff of that particular journal never resigned, rare ly 7 died and that there was not even the thinnest hope of present or future liter ary employment. On one letter, how ever, some good fellow had scribbled a postscript in pencil: ‘•If you cau get the humblest living in any honest way, young man, give up the idea of Journalism in Chicago. John Bailey.’’ Thus one bubble burst and now an other scheme for solving the great problem of existence must be devised. Why not call upon this John Bailey? lie was evidently a man with sympa thetic tendencies, or he would never have troubled himself to add that scribbled bit of advice. Accordingly next morning Frank Grey tramped up the rickety stair case that led to the editorial rooms of the great daily. lie had no difficulty in finding the man for whom he was searching—evidently a person in au thority—and hi a few minutes found himself in the presence of an oldish man, rather inclined to corpulency, whose well-to-do air and comfortable surroundings hardly served to point a moral to his wail over the blighted prospects of journalism. He received the young man, who stammered his apologies for his importunity, with good-humored cordiality. • so yon are another moth fluttering in the candle of literary hope?” he asked, with an amused smile. “Well, yes, if you put it so. I do most earnestly wish to join your ranks.” “What do you think you are tit for?” “Oh, I am modest; I am willing to start with a pittance, nay, to work for a time with no remuneration, if the chance be given me.” “Exactly. But what are your quali fications?” “I can write rapidly and with tol erable accuracy. 1 have already dono some magazine work, and—” “Bah!” interrupted the eccentric ed itor. “Can you wallow in the mire of ward politics? Are you hand-in-glove with the loafers who hang around Hans Pumperniekle’s beer saloon? Can you forget that you are a man and be tray private confidences; lie about peo ple who have been gracious to you; put- up with insults; write against your most solemn convictions, and be ready to be kicked out of your berth by your employer, who has found a man with a skin a little tougher or a conscience a little denser than your own? Can you, 1 Ask?” “Well, if you are the result of this peculiar training, I—” “Might venture too. Ah, y 7 oung man, we are not similarly situated—I never “CAN I 8EBVE YOU IN ANY WAY?” had to begin at the bottom. In my young days things were different, and there was no mob of hungry scribblers hanging on to a nowspaper. However, thank your blessed stars, there is no chance of your getting on the daily however suicidically you may 7 be in clined.” “What chance, sir, do you think I would have with the weeklies?” “Their name is legion, but with the exception of three or four you would be either requested to write for starva tion wages or he engaged at a high sal ary 7 and never paid. You might, if you were lucky, get nine dollars a week, and a bricklayer’s wages are four dol lars r, day.” “The picture you draw is not encour aging.” “Nor do I mean it to be. Fly from this over-populated city 7 , to which every young adventurous breadwinner from every country on the earth makes his way, till the streets are teeming with the unemployed—but, say, have you an imagination? Can you paint word- pictures? The story papers do pay well, but y r ou must have served your appren ticeship before y 7 ou will be admitted into their columns. So that chance is barred.” “And you know of nothing?” “Why, y 7 es,”said Mr. Bailey, reflective ly, “there’s an old friend of mine, who used to be a colleague in this office, who told me the other day that he wanted help. He’s been badly bitten by social ism, and he runs a sheet which he seriously thinks is to redeem the world, though I never saw it, nor do I know anything about liis pecuniary 7 responsi bility 7 . Men with whims rarely 7 amount to much, and I guess he’s sunk all he had accumulated in this venture.” “Would you mind giving me his ad dress?” “With pleasure. Here, let me write you a line of introduction. It is a pity you cannot make up your mind to fol low a respectable line of occupation, but if y 7 ou are determined to go wrong, you may as well meet your fate at once.” Bidding adieu to his new friend, who ho afterwards learned was fastidiously touchy 7 on anyone else presuming to slight the profession of journalism, Grey hurried to the address he had re ceived. The building which housed, with twenty other crafts, the Labor Times, was not prepossessing in its exterior. However, after mounting three flights of stairs—for then there was not as now an elevator in every office building in Chicago—he came to a door bril liantly 7 illuminated with colored pla cards. There was a grand pictorial representation of Labor as a knight in armor, mounted on a superb charger, pinning to the earth with a huge spear the fiery dragon of Capital, and half a dozen other florid denunciations of equal significance. Grey modestly 7 tapped at the door, then entered. The walls of the office were pro fusely adorned with flaring posters, while its furniture consisted of three common Windsor chairs and large pine table abundantly 7 littered with papers, behind which sat a tall, gaunt old man with gray hair falling over his shoulders. “Col. Gilchrist, I presume?” Grqy in quired. “At your service,” the gentleman bowed with old-time politeness. “I bear you this letter of introduc tion.” “Ah, I see, from my old friend Bailey. Well, young man, what can I do for you?” This with a new air of patron age in his tones. “I am seeking literary work. Your journal is likely 7 to enlist my sympa thies, and I have called to see if there is, as Mr. Bailey suggested, a vacancy on your staff.” “You have means?” “Well, yes, enough to keep me for a month or two.” “That is good—no experience, eh?” “Exactly.” “Well, as it happens, I do need help. Of course you are aware that the privi lege of working upon a journal of such influence as the Labor Times carries with it a weight in considering the amount of salary 7 .” “Well, yes; I do not expect much to start on.” “I am offering, under such circum stances, but twenty-five dollars.” “A week, sir?” “A week! No, a month!” roared the old man, aghast at the extravagant ideas of his visitor. “But that will not pay my board bill. Chicago is a dear place to live in, and 1 am now giving eight dollars a week for the use of a room which has the pnly advantage tnat you can lie in beet ana reach everything in it, together with badly cooked meals and wretched serv ice.” “So you decline?” “No. I accept, as the experience may be valuable to me.” So Grey was installed in the other di lapidated chair as a full-blown editor, enjoying the distinguished privilege of “molding the opinions of millions of readers,” as his employer graphically put it. Now it chanced that at noon the pro prietor of the Labor Times announced his intentions of strolling over to a res taurant for a lunch—a free lunch, one of the blessings to the bibulous, for which Chicago is remarkable—and Grey found himself in full charge of the establishment. “None will call at this hour,” the great man observed; “so you might be looking over our Ole and get on to the hang of our line of action.” But hardly 7 was his back turned when a visitor appeared—a frank, well- dressed, good-looking young man of pleasing exterior. “The editor of the Labor Times?” he asked. “Well, one of them,” Grey smiled. “Then, sir, I've brought an article I’ve written. Of course, I've only 7 had a common-school education, and it isn’t up to much as a literary production, but I think it's got some ideas in it, and you might be inclined to publish it.” “The subject?” “Well, it is just a workingman’s no tions on capital and labor—a little out of the common for a mechanic in these troublesome times, for I take it that while trades unions are fine things in their way, there’s such a thing as over doing the lahoringman’s protection and crippling enterprise.” “Are you a mechanic?” Grey asked, wonderingly. “Shipwright,” was the abrupt an swer; “in the employ 7 of Moore <fc Mar- ston, down at the dry docks. George Harland’s my name. And, 0I1, before I forget it, I want to put au ad. into the Times of a furnished room -Eve got to let to some quiet man of steady 7 habits,” Grey started. “A furnished room, you say? What rent do yon ask for it?” “Five dollars a month with stove and gas.” “Would it suit me?” _ . [to be continued.] Nervous Prostration. Th:s Dread Disease I» Noiv Successfully Treated. Science Believes lit food Ki-.lJier Titan Stimulation. Prom the Washington, D. C., Mar. No more deplorable condition of the hu- j man body can be conceived than that c* nervous prostration, when every nerve in 1 he system seems to vie with the others to make you miserable, when even the sunshine irri tates you, when the happy prattle of the child distracts the loving parent, when life is haunted by 1 a .constant foreboding, when the light of life seems to turn to a smoking, smouldering flame of torture—that’s part of nervous prostration, just a phase of this many-sided disease. As its grasp upon you strengthens you lose, perhaps, the power to walk, to talk, to think, even the power to love. Death would be welcome, but alas! it comes not until the cup of suffering is full to overflowing. .Such has been the experience of Mr. W. llenrioh Robb, No. 809 New Jer sey Avenue, Northwest, whose story is best told in liis own words. “For a long time,” said Mr, Robb, “I suffered horribly with nervous prostration, and tried many physicians and various highly recommended remedies without ex periencing the slight's! hen<tit. Last tall my business called me to Pittsburg, Pa., and while there my mother, who remained in Washington, heard through a friend of some remarkable cures made by Br. Williams’ Pink Pills, and wrote reel mmending that I should try them. To please my mother, and not with any great expectations that they would do me any good, I procured a box. At this time and for a long time previous my condition was most deplorable. My app< tite was gone. I eouhl not walk alone, and had 1 attempted to do jo would have fallen. After I had taken the pills I felt stronger than I had for many months. Aftertlicfirst box of pills had been used by 111c my appe tite returned and I was able to eat like a horse. My legs which had seemed to me like wooden legs, and my body which was fast 1 ceoining in the same condition recovered their normal condition after the use of Pink Pills.” In cases of this kind they act in the capacity of a food, nourishing the nerves and creating new blood and tissue. It is to the weakened nerves what bread and beef are to the mus cular system. It supplies them all the properties necessary to build them up, strengthen them and restore them to a vigor ous. healthy condition. Tliis is undoubtedly 1 lie real secre t of (lie marvelous power of I)r. 'Williams’ Pink Pills. Pale, nervous,emaciated people who take them quickly gain n fresh, healthful color. Their flesh and muscles become firm and solid. No medicine alone will produce this result. It requires food—Meed-creat ing. health-giving food, and Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills supply exactly this require ment. No better proof of this could he offered than that diseases which heretofore have been supposed to he incurable, such as locomotor ataxia and paralysis succumb to this wonderful remedy as readily as the most trifling ailments. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are sold by all dealers, or will be sent post paid on receipt of price, (50 cents a box. or six boxes lor $2.50) by addressing Dr. Williams’ Medicine Ue., Schenectady, N. Y. Castoria is Dr. Samuel Pitcher’s prescription for Infants anti Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotic substance. It is a harmless substitute for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and Castor Oil. It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years’ use by Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys Worms and allays feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd, cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria relieves teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency. Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas toria is the Children’s Panacea—the Mother’s Friend. Castoria. “ Castoria is an excellent medicine for chil dren. Mothers have repeatedly told me of its good effect upon their children.” Du. G. C. Osgood, Lowell, Mass. “ Castoria is the best remedy for children of which I am acquainted. I hope the day is not far distant when mothers will consider the real interest of their children, and use Castoria in stead of the various quack nostrums which are destroying their loved ones, by forcing opium, morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful agents down their throats, thereby sending them to premature graves.” Da. J. F. Kivcuelok, Conway, Ark. Castoria. “ Castoria is so well adapted to children that I recommend it as superior to any prescription known to me." H. A. AitcnEn, M. D., Ill So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y. “ Our physicians in the children’s depart ment have spoken highly of their experi ence in their outside practice with Castoria, and although we only have among our medical supplies what is known as regular products, yet we are free to confess that the merits of Castoria has won us to look with favor upon it.” United Hospital akd Dispensary, Boston, Mass. Allen C. Smith, Pres., The Centaur Company, TT Murray Street, New York City. Variety Iron Works, S. G. LANG. Proprietor. SANDEI13VILLE, GEORGIA. -romp*' Manufacturer and Dealer in 7 Engines, Boilers, Cotton Gins, ; Preses, Saw Mills, Cane Mil is, and Machinery Supplies, such a Beltings, Oils, Etc. j| A Large Slock Always on Hand Repairing Engine Boilers, and | Cotton Cms a Specially. Prices and Workmanship sM ! guaranteed xd BEBBHBBBHiaBS—aBBMa I have some extra bargains. in second-hand Engines and Li Gins, this season. Call or write j~] for prices and sizes. 3, G, LANG, Proprietor. § Central Railroad of >: Georgia H. M. COM EH and R. 8. HAYES, Receivers. Schedule effective April 21, 1895. READ DOWN READ UP. Stations between No. 9. No. 10 No. 1. No. 20 Savannah, Waynesboro No. 19 No 3. and Augusta. 7 U5ain S -litpm ti I.-iaxn Leave Augusta Arrive 11 10pm li loam 7 45pm 9 It pin fi 44am Allens 10 42pm .) 86am 7 15 pm 7 39am 9 20pm (5 4Sam Hollywood Id 38pm 5 30am i 11pm 7 5 am 9 48pm 7 04am Me Bean ilO 20pm 5 05am 0 55pm 8 07am 10 08pm 7 loam Green’s Cut.. 10 08pm 1 45um 0 43din S iflam 10 30pm 7 29am Vv avnesboro 9 4lipui 4 25am 6 31 pm 11 05pm 7 48ain Munnerlyn 0 23pm 3 50am (> 10pm 8 32am 11 iopm . ooam Perkins 9 Iopm 3 37am 0 04pm 8 tllam 11 23pin 8 00am Lawton 9 11pm 3 30am (> 00pm 9 00am 11 40pm 810am Miilen 9 00pm 3 loam 3 31am 8 33am Rocky Ford.. 8 30pm 11 20pm 5 27pm 9 3-am 3 49am S 50am Dover 8 ltipm 11 00pm 3 lopnt 1 42am 9 40am Guyton < 30 pm 10 05pm 1 20pm 5 45am 10 40am Savannah 5 30pm 9 00pm ' 3 20pm 4 00pm 3 55a m Macon .... 10 on pm 11 loam Ail trains on A. me & S. Branch are now run daily. 8.30 train from Augusta make close connection at Villen for Macon and 3.d0 a m train from Millcn makes close connection from Macon fo* Augusta. For further information, apply toW. C.HILLHOUSE, Agent, Waynesboro, Ga. Or R. L. TODD, Trav. Pass. Agent, Augusta, Georgia. It will nay you if you contemplate making a trip to any point in the North, Sontr- East, or West, and wish to thoroughly acquaint yourself with the routes before starting. How far is it? What does it cost? etc. to write to me. I will at all times cheerfully!urnish free of charge, any information desired. If you are anon-resident, kindly advise me m advance of your departure ami I will see that you are ticketed through andal 1 arrange ments made for the checking of your baggage and engage youi sleeping car berths. Those wishing to form themselves into private excursion parties will be visited it desired, and any information cheerfully given. To ladies and children, and thosetraveling without escort, f will give letters io the conductors en-route, who will see them safely through, and render, any assistance possible ifor their comfort and welfare, b or ticket rates, maps, schedules or information, do not hesitate to command me. Notrouble to bo accommodating. THEO. D. KLINE. Gen*] Superintendent, J. C. HAILE, Gen. Pass. Agent. W. F. SHELLMAN. Traffic Manager, Savannah, hk Augusta BREWING -:- Company, When Baby was sick, we gave her Castoria. When she was a Child, she cried for Castoria. When she became Miss, she clung to Castoria. When she had Children, she gave them Castoria. A Way They Have In Sweden. A domestic who had recently arrived in •Chicago from Sweden was instructed to boil some potatoes for bread making purposes. She put them in the wash boiler with some clothes, and upon be ing taken to task for it, explained that this was the custom in Sweden; that in this way the housewife starched her clothes, while at the same time prepar ing the potatoes for bread making.— Chicago Timeg-Herald. Plaster casts in their natural state are best freed from dust by covering them with a thick layer of starch. When the starch is dry, brush thoroughly with a stiff brush, and it will be found that the dust has been removed with the starch. The Chattahoochee river in Georgia is so called from an Indian expression meaning “painted rocks.” At several places on its banks the cliffs have pecul iar markings that resemble artificial paiutings. In 1870 candles were first made from ozokerit Buckl.n'1 Arnica Salvo. The best salve in the world for cuts, bruises, sores, ulcers, salt rheum, fever sores, tetter, chapped hands, chilblains, corns, and all skin eruptions, and posi tively cures piles, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give perfect satisfaction or money refunded. Price 25 cents per box; for sale by Lewis R. Ford. LAGZR BEER ! Guaranteed Pur- and W’hole- some ! port and Bot led BEEK—a specialty. Augusta, Georgia j uni .92- by The Slaughter T7 ]f House of ^ Just Read These Prices and be Convinced Plush Parlor Suits - Tapestry Parlor Suits Silk Plush Suits Silk Plush Tapestry Suits - 40 00 to 50 00 to 58 $1S 50 Former Price 22 00 “ 22 50 “ “ 30 00 45 00 “ 00 it Lovely Oah Bed Room Suits, big glass, only $22 00, The best 10 piece suit in the raarke for $25 00 suit all Solid Oak. We are going to clear out' for our Fall stock and ifyo don’ come and buy you lose the opportunity of yourJife. One dollas now is worth two in October. -t-ZBOTXTX-iIElS, AUGUSTA, GEORGIA. E5 5 1 1 B FbEXH MACHINERY BROKER COMMISSI® 7 7P8 n ^.VLgTCLSta,,., I®*'Agricultural Machine - MERCHANT. S STREET, G-e orgfla,. -.lue?, Boilers, Ac., at lowest prices.