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NUMBER 29.
VOLUME VII.
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BRUNSWICK, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, JANUARY 21, 1882. /
The Advertiser and Appeal,
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T. C3r. STACY.
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T. G. STACY,
Brunswick, Georgia.
Mayor
erry officers.
M. J. Colson.
Aldermen- J. J. Spears, J. P. Harvey, F. J. Doer-
Hager, S. C. Littlefield, J. M. Couper, J. Wilder,
Y. W. Hardy, J. B. Cook.
Clerk dt Treasurer—James Houston.
Chief Marshal—J. E. Lambright.
policemen—D.B. Goodbread, W. H. Rainey, C. B.
Moore, C. W. Byrd.
Keeper of Guard Home and Clerk of Market—T). A.
Port Physician—J. 8. Blain.
City Physician—.!. R. Robin*.
frzton White Cemetery—C. G. Moore.
Sexton Colored Cemetery—Jackio White.
Harbor .Vaster—Matthew Shannon.
l\rt Wardens—ThosO'Connor,A. E. Wattles, J.
M. Dexter.
STANDING COMMITTEE* OY COUNCIL.
Finance—Wilder, Cook and Spears.
Stbkets, Drains A Bridges— Harvey, Hardy and
Littlefield.
Town commons—Harvey, Hardy and Spears.
CiiMBTEMKH—Littlefield, Doc.rdinger and Ilnr-ly.
Harbor—Hardy, Cook and Littlefield,
I'uhuc BU1LDIN08—Harvey, Jouper and Wilder.
It uluoadh—Wilder, Spears and Hardy.
Education—Cook, Couper and Wilder.
charity-Spears, Harvoy and Cook.
File department—Doerflingor, Haruy and 8pcars,
Police—Wilder, Cook and Harvey.
UNITED STATES OFFICERS.
Collector of Customs—Join* T. Collins.
Deputy—H.T. Dunn.
Collector Iuternal Revenue—D. T. Dunn.
Deputy Marshal—T. W. Dexter.
Postmaster—Linus North.
Commissioner—C. H. Dexter.
Skipping Commissioner—(J. J. Hall.
SEAPORT LODGE, No. 68, I. 0. 0, P.
Meets every Tuesday night at ^
U. PIERCE, V. G.’
IAS. E. LAMBRIGHT, P. fz R. Secretary.
BAY STREET,
BRUNSWICK, - GA.
Convenient to liasiness, the
Itiiilroads and the Steamboats.
Furniture New, Table Good
PROPRIETORS.
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Harnett louse,
(FORMERLY PLANTERS' HOTEL).
Market Square, • • Savannah, Ga.
M. L. HARNETT & 00.,
PHOPR1ETOR8,
Rates, - - $2.00 per day.
This favorite family Hotel, nndor it* now manage-
'"out, 1* recommended for the excellcnco of it*
UOI8INE, borne-like comfort., ntOMPT ATTEN.
riON AND MODERATE RATES. aprim-lj
d. w. h. parsons,
PAINTER.
HOUSE AND SIGN
PAINTING,
nEC0R«TlH6,KxLS0MIR|HS.FRESC0ING&6RAINING
Promptly executed in the latest style*.
ONLY A “GENTLEMAN DEINKER."
bt Mia. itnaniTH daixiut.
"Only a gentleman drinker,"
So jovial, so witty, 10 gay,
Waa ba who now lies In tho gnttcr,
The pitiable aot of today.
Once the admired and flattered—
Tbe life of the banquet and ball;
How but an outcast, foraaken,
How shunned and derided by all.
Companions who formerly toasted.
And often accepted bla treat.
Now, as they see btm approaching,
Cross hurriedly over tho street.
A "gentleman drinker" no longer.
How different Indeed la bla lot—
Tbe friends who smiled kindly npon him
Nov Irown at rbe miserable sot.
"Only a gentleman drinker”
Remember, ye tipplers, I pray.
That tbe gentleman, sooner or later,
Mnat certainly forfeit bla away.
For the demon, supreme, of the wlno-cnp,
Host rule, if encouraged at all,
And manhood, despite of resistance,
Must yield to tbe tyrant—mnat tall.
Thou beware I Oh ye fashionable dilnker,
Take warning and atop while you may,
For only a "gentleman drinker”
Was too staggering sot of to-day.
YVliut Shall we do With OurDautfhtcrs i
Apropos of Mrs. Livermore’s late
lecture on the nbove important quost-
tion, the Davonport Democrat thus
sensibly makes answer:
Bring them up in the way they
should go.
Give them a good, substantial com
mon education.
Teach them how to cook a good
meal of victuals.
Teach them how to wash and iron
clothes.
Teach them how to darn stockings
and sow on buttons.
Teach them how to make their own
dresses.
Toach thorn to make shirts.
Teach them to make bread.
Tench them all tbe mysteries of the
kitchen, the dining room and parlor.
Teach them that a dollar is only
one hundred cents.
Teach them that the more one lives
within their income, the more they
will save.
Teach them that the further one
lives beyond their income the nearer
they get to the poor house.
Teach them to wear calico drossos
and do it like a queen.
Teach them that a round, rosy romp
is worth fifty delicate consumptives.
Teach tlmm to wear thick, warm
shoes.
Teach them to do marketing for the
family.
Toach them to foot up store bills.
Teach them that God made them in
His own image, and that no amount
of tight lacing will improve the model.
Teach them every day bard, practi
cal common sense.
Teach them self-reliance.
Teach them that a good, steady,
greasy mechanio, without a cent, is
worth a dozen oily patod loafers in
broadcloth.
Teach them to have nothing to do
with intemperate or dissolute young
men.
Without doubt many peoplo were
right glad to see tho end of 1881, and
to know that Mother Shipton was a
fraud. Let not such persons rejoice
too much, for here comes a Hartford
man who says that it is a mistake to
limit the dame’s prophecy with tho
31st of December, 1881. He holds
that the time shoald be computed un
der tbe old style, which would extend
tho year 1881 to the 24th of March
next. So there are some eighty odd
days yet in which to fulfill tbe proph
ecy. What an uncomfortable bore
this Hartford man is, to bo sure—New
York Sun.
A. B. in a lady’s diploma means
“After Bachelors.”
Day Board.
A well known newspaper man took
day board at the Sherman House.—
He was at home in the place, and one
day sauntered behind the office coun
ter into the regions sacred to gentle
men who wear diamonds and address
Congressmen, Governors, porters,
newsboys and other statesmen by
their first names, when his eye hap
pened to catch sight of his own name
on a slip with others over the book
keeper’s desk. He would not have
given it a second thought had not the
letters “D. B.” been attached. He
“flew off the handle” in an instant,
and demanded an interview with tho
proprietor.
“Do I owe you anything?” he de
manded.
"No, sir,” was the reply.
“I have paid my bills all right, so
far as you know, haven’t L”
“Certainly. I have no complaints
to make.”
“Then why ,do yon permit your
clerk to post me over his desk as a
•D. B.’V”
“I do not—there must be some
mistake.”
The journalist assured him that
there was no mistake, and that he had
seen the objectionable and significant
letters with his own eyes. Tho moro
he thought of it the mndder he got.
He would not bo pacified until tho
proprietor promised to have tho mat
ter investigated and the guilty man
punished. It was found that the
night clerk had perpetrated tho out
rage, and that evening the injured
citizen took him to task.
“What did you mean by putting
‘D. B.’ after my name?” he asked.
“O, go nway,” he replied, thinking
bis interlocutor was “chuffing,” as wan
his wont.
“No, I won’t go away, and I de
mand a civil answer to my question ?”
The clerk looked up and saw an an
gry man in front of him. Then bis
countenance was suddenly bisected
by u grin and he doubled up like a
mnu witii tbe colic.
“You took day-board, didn’t you ?”
ho inquired, as ho regained bis com
posure.
“Yes, I did, and I have paid for all
tho day-board I havoenjoyed.”
“So you have,” was the soothing
response, “but just come around bore
a minute and I’ll show yon some
thing. You see you are iu good com
pany. You are an associate of sever
al millionaires and railroad magnates.
They are each and every one of them
designated the same way, ‘D. B.’—
That is short for *day-board.’ Regu
lar boarders are marked ‘R. B.’ ’’
The journalist spent a week’s sala
ry trying to bribe his audience with
liquid nourishment to keep still, but
like all good things the joke leaked.
—Chicago Times.
What a Lamp Docs.
A kerosine lamp is not a suitable
light for a sick room, for it should
never be turned low, on account of
tbe disagreeable odor which results.
A scientific man once said: “There is
nothing in the world that will pro
duce diptheria sooner than a bad ker
osine lamp.’’ Be that os it may if
yonr kerosine lamp emits a disagreea
ble smell, it shows that something is
wrong—tho oil may be of an inferior
quality, the burner may be poor, or it
is clogged up, or tbe wick needs to be
evenly trimmed.
The man who is curious to know
how the world could get along without
him, can find ont by sticking a cam
bric needle into a mill-pond, with
drawing it and looking at the hole.
TWO IiOVEBS WHO LAUGH.
A Comedy of Errors In Which a Plot*
Una Father U Outwitted.
' The talk of the town is an elope
ment that proved to be a "comedy of
errors.” A rich old Creole opposed
the marriage of his only daughter with
a poor artist. One evening there was
a carriage drawn cautiously up to tho
corner of the grand boulevard Esplan
ade. There was an air of mystery in
its movements. The driver looked
around, and then, apparently from
some signal, fixed bis eyes at the win
dow of a mansion a very little distance
from his halting place. A female form
cloaked and veiled, threw open the
casement, at the same moment bid
ding the driver to advance. He did
so, and when tho carriage stood im
mediately at the door, beneath the
lighted window, a tall and handsome
man jumped out of tho vehicle and
entered the house. Shortly after this,
two cloaked figures passed hurriedly
down the steps of the principal en
trance and hastily entered the car
riage, closed the door and requested
the driver to “speed like lightning.”
An old gentleman, the proprietor of
the mansion and the father of the ar
tist’s inamorata, was a spectator of the
whole affair, and gliding softly from
a private door, mounted the nimble
of the carriage and found himself
whirled on the road to Milneburg, the
lake port of the Mobile packet.
The old fellow had canght them.—
The lovers were in tbe carriage, but
bo was oi\ the box. On rattled the
carriage to the steamboat landing.—
Down jumped the father and openod
the door. What did he see ? Could
it be V Yes, it was his own hostler
and his daughter’s maid ! Tbe nf-
frigbtod servants descended from the
carriage, and in an agony which was
so exquisitely comic that the disap
pointed paterfamilias could not re
frain from smiling, fell ou their knees
and begged forgiveness. The pre
vailing manin for elopement had
seized them. Seeing a carriage be
fore the door, and being under or
ders from the millionaire to watch the
artist's movements, they thought to
thwart the elopement of their mistress
by using tho artist's carriage for their
own. Moanwliilo tho artist and the
lady were married at the house of a
friend.—New Orleans Letter.
Two Girl* live Seven Live*.
Milwaukee (Win.) Sentinel.
Sevou young men who live several
miles down the Ottawa River, in Cuu-
ada, rocently started to skate to Gati
neau Point for the purpose of attend
ing a special service, which was be
ing held in tbo chnrch at that plnco,
for young men. When they arrived
opposite Kettle Island, they happened
to strike a piece of bod ice, and five of
tho party fell through. The other two
did the best they could to rescue their
comrades, but, after they had got sev
eral of them out, the ioe on which
they were standing gave way, and
they themselves got into the water.—
Two Misses O’Neil, daughters of Su
perintendent O’Neil, of the Dominion
police, witnessed tho accident from
their house on Kettle Island, and with
groat presenco of mind these two
young ladies ran for their father’s
boat, which they pushed across the ice
until they camo to tbe brokon spot,
when thoy launched it and succeeded
in rescuing the young men who were
in tbo water. Thoy wero not a mo
ment too soon, for one of the young
men was utterly exhausted, and was
taken out of the water senseless.
Teacher—“Why is ship feminine ?’’
Pupil—'“Because it takes a man to
manage her.!'
Polite to Policemen.
Talk about bold bank burglaries,
said a member of the police force the
other morning, the 'slickest steal’ I
ever heard of was the robbery of a
bank down in Rhode Island six or
seven years ago. It was a bitter cold
night, and a night patrolman noticed
a dim light in the bank window, and
going up to the door, rapped:
" Is that you, patrolman ?” asked a
voice from within.
" Yes,” was the reply.
“Step in and get a heat,” said the
voice from within. The patrolman
stepped inside, and encountered a
dapper little fellow wearing a green
shade oyer his eyes and a pen behind
his ear.
“You’re working late to night,”
said the patrolman.
“ Yes,” said the dapper little fellow,
“ I’ve been detained to-night straight
ening up accounts.”
Tbe patrolman warmed himself at
the roaring big fire that blazed on the
hearth and went out again on his beat.
An hour after the patrolman came
that way, and still seeing the light
through the windotv rapped again.
“ Is that you, patrolman ?”
“ Yes.”
“ Come in and warm yourself.”
The patrolman accepted the invita
tion.
“ It’s a howling cold night,” said
the man with a gieen shade over his
eyes.
“ Yon bet,” said tho patrolman. So
he took another heut and returned to
his beat He wus rather surprised
next day to learn that his fireside
companion of the night before bad
got away with some $90,000 of the
bank's funds.—Cleveland Leader.
As a rule, newspapers are wbat
Ilieir readers make them. The re
sponsibility of tbe subscriber is as
great in its way as tlmt of the editor.
The surest way of keeping the stand
ard of our journalism high, aud of
raising them, is for that portion of
the public which knows tbe value and
necessity of a dignified and able press
to withhold its support altogether
from newspapers whmh cater to de
praved tastes and are reckless of tho
truth, and to give it to newspapers
which cau be safely taken into tho
family, and are not only decent but
just.—New York Tribune..
A gentleman was promenading tho
street with a bright little boy at his
side, wheD the little fellow cried out,
“Oh. pa, there goes an editor!” “Hash,
hush,” said the father, “don't make
sport of tho poor man; you little
knows what you may come to yet.”
Honey-bees are winged merchants
—thoy cell their honey.
A.—“ Once I had a dog who conld
tell rascals from honest men.” B.—
“What became of him?” A.—“He
bit mo and I gave him away.”
It I. Found at Laat 1
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spring of woes unnumbered.” In the
mansion of rich and hovel of poverty
alike woman has been the constant
yet patient victim of a thousand ills
unknown to man—and without a rem
edy. “ Oh, Lord, how long ?” in the
agony of her sonl hath she cried. But
now tbe honr of her redemption Is
come. She will suffer no more, for
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