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BRUNSWICK, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, APRIL 8, 1882.
NUMBER 40.
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| The Advertiser and Appeal
IS PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY, AT
I BRUNSWICK, - GEORGIA
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T. U. STACY,
Brunswick, Georgia.
CITY OFFICERS.
Mayor- M- J. Colson.
Aldermen- J. J. Spoars, J. P. Harvey, F. J. Doer-
fiiuger, S. C. Littlefield. J. M. Couper, J. Wilder,
\V. W. Hardy, J- It. Cook.
Clerk it Treasurer—James Houston.
Chief Marikal—J. E. Lambright.
Jhtlicemen—D. B. Goodbread, W. H. Rainey, C. B
Moore. C. W. Byrd.
Keeper of Guard House and Clerk of Market—J),
Moore.
Port IViysician—J. S- Blain.
City nyti dan—J. H. Robins,
j Sexton While Cemetery—C. G. Moore.
Sexton Colored Cemetery—Jackie White.
Harbor Master— Matthew Shannon.
/Vi War.tea*—Thos O'Connor, A, E. Wattles, J
M. Dexter.
standing committee* or council*.
Finance—Wilder, Cook aud Spears.
Streets, Draws & Bridges— Harvey. Hardy and
Littlefield.
Town commons—Harvey, Htrdy and Spears.
“ >ld. Doerflinger and Hardy.
Railuoads—Wilder, Spears and
Education—Cook, Couper and Wilder,
Charity—Speara, Harvey and Cook.
Fire department—Doerflinger, Uaray and Spears,
Police—Wilder, Cook and Harvey.
UNITED STATES OFFICERS.
Collector of Customs—John T. Collins.
Deputy—H. T. Duun.
Collector Internal Rovenno—D. T. Dunn,
Deputy Marshal—T. W. Dexter.
Postmaster—Linus North.
Commissiouer—C. H. Dexter.
Shipping Commissioner—G. J. Hall.
OCEAN LODO-E No- 214,FAM
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the first and third Mondays in each mouth, at 7:30
o'clock, P. M.
Visiting and all bretbretiiu good standing aro fra
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SEAPORT LODGE. No.
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Mods over. TncwUy night at eight o’clock.
11. PIERCE. V O.
1. T. LAMUIUOHT. V. O.
IAS. E. LAMURIOHT, P. A R. Hocrct.ry.
BAY STREET,
BRUNSWICK, - GA.
Convenient to { Business, the
Railroads and the Steamboats.
Furniture New, Table Good
PROPRIETORS.
4 SPECIALTY
A COAT TALE.
Old Tommy Taylor, tailor and
Retailer, doth retail
Old army coats and coats of alms,
Ami also costs of male.
With coat of paint ho paints his coats
Of arms above Ms door;
His motto is, "I sew the tares,
Sew all may rip the more."
He'll suit a press and press a suit
Of business, while keepiug
An eye on those around him,
Aud iron clothes a creeping.
He is an artist tailor and
His artist work, he’ll tell,
Is getting pay from customers
Until he rus-toin well.
When ere his sowiug was a lot
His owlug was a little.
And though ill lit* ho ofton got
He often got a fit 111.
He seldom tore his clothes, although
He'd ofteu close his storo,
And then he'd eye his clothes awhile,
Thon close his eyes and snore.
To thread a little needle
He would needle little throad;
When cutting dandy's suit he’d say,
** This scisso/cut I dread."
In winter he invests in vests;
In summer pants in pants;
In spring he sews some seedy things;
In fall he rips, perchance.
He would mako breeches of tho piece
Which he waa-bound to keep,
But none cared for hit little fleece
Because his goods wero sheep.
IT DIDN’T SUIT HER*
“ But why don’t you get married ?”
said a bouncing girl, with a laughing
eye, to a smooth-faced, innocent-look
ing yonth.
Well, I—” said the youth, stop
ping short with a gasp, and fixing bis
eyes on vacancy, with a puzzled and
foolish expression.
“ Well, go on,” said the fair quest
ioner, almost imperceptibly inclining
nearer to the youDg man. “Now just
tell me right out—you what ?”
" Why, I—pshaw! I don’t know.”
“ Yon do—I say you do! Now,
come, I want to know.”
“ Oh, I can’t tell you—”
“I say you can. Why you know
’ll never mention it; and yon may
tell mo—of course you know, for
haven’t I always been your friend ?”
“ Well, you have, I know," replied
the beleaguered youth.
"Aud I’m sure I always thought
you liked me,” went on the rnuidcu,
in tender and mellow accents.
Ob, I do, upon my word—yes, in
deed, I do Marin 1" said the unsophis
ticated youth, very warmly; and he
found that Maria had unconsciously
placed her palm in his open hand.
There was a silence.
“Aud then—well!” said Maria,
dropping her eyes to the ground.
Eh! Oh—well l” said John drop
ping his eyes aud Maria’s baud at the
same time.
" I’m pretty sure you love some-
body,” said Mario, assuming a toue
of raillery; “I know you’re in love,
aud, John, why don’t you tell me all
about it at once ?”
“ Well—I—”
“ Well, I—oh, you silly mortal I
what is there to be afraid of ?”
Ob, it ain’t because I am afraid of
anything at all; and I’ll—well, now,
Marin, I’ll tell you.”
“ Well, now, John V”
■•I—”
“Eh?"
“I-”
“ Yes.”
“Well, Maria,” said John, “I have
told you now, and so you shall know
all about it I have always thought a
great deal of yon, nnd—”
“ Yea, John.”
“I am sure you would do any thing
for me that you could ?’’
“Yes, John, yon know I would.”
Well, I thought so, and you don’t
know how loug I’ve wanted to talk to
you about it.”
“ I declare, John, I—you might
have told me long since if you wanted
to—for I am sure I never was angry
with you in my life.”
“No, you weren’t aud I’ve often felt
a great mind to—but—”
“It’s not too late now, you know,
John.”
“Well, Maria, do you think I nm
too young to get married ?”
“Indeed I do not, John; and I know
it would be a good thing for you too
for everybody says that the sooner
young people get married the better,
when they are prudent and inclined
to love one another.”
“ That’s just what I think; aud now,
Maria, I do want to get married; and
you’ll—”
“ Indeed I will, John, for you know
I was always partial to you—aud I’ve
said so often and often behind yonr
back.”
“Well, I declare, I have all along
thought you would object, aud that
the reason I’ve been afraid to ask
you.”
“Object? No, I’ll die first. You
may ask of mo anything you please.
“And you’ll grant it?”
“I will.”
“Then, Mario, I want you to pop
the question for me to Mnry Sullivan
for—’’
“What?”
“Eh?”
“Do you love Mary Sullivan ?’’
“Oh, indeed I do, with all my
heart.”
“I always thought you were a fool.’
“Eh ?”
“I soy you’re a fool, and you’d bet
tor go home—your mother wonts you
Oh, you—you—you stupid !” ex
claimed the mortified Maria, in a shrill
treble; aud she gave John a slap ou
the cheek that sent him reoliug.
John went bis way in a state of
perplexity, wondering what in than
tier Maria could get so mad about.
1 HARD TIMES.”
How to Shake Haude,
There are only two or three persons
now living who can successfully sbnke
hands. There is a good deal of hand
shaking done through the country,
but ouly a small per co it. of the shuk
era know bow to do it so as to get the
entire amount of exhilaration out of
it Some grub the band of an adver
sary in a quick, nervous manner that
scares the victim nearly to death,
while others slide the cold and clam
my paw at you so that you feel the
samo as when you drop a cold aud
raw oyster, with vinegar on it, down
yoar back. If yon are shaking hands
with a lady, incline the hand forward
with a soft and graceful, yet half-tim
id movement, like a boy climbing a
barbed wire fence with a heavy wa-
Gents’Furnishing Goods
McCrary, • hauAaome line of above goods, which I
propose selling at prices
Never Before Known !
Call on me aud see ray stock, which was bought
•-Xpressly for this market.
J. B. WRIGHT.
termelou. Look gently into her eyes
i with a kind of pleading smile, beam
“I am ,u love-now don’t tell; you > her feRtnre8 “ bright, winsome
won’t will you?” said John, violently tbiu « th '“ r\ h >we j home he found, to h,s aston.snmont,
seizing Maria by the hand, and look- hoard some one else say on similar oc that the stock had demolished his
Rev. Samuel Jones, of (Jeorgia, is
reported us having uttered the follow
ing recently in a lecture at Palmetto
1. As to the origin.
Darwin would say they were evolved
from the nature of things in the gui
don, when Adam saw he must bo
clothed, aud had no money, uo means
and no credit. John Stuart Mills
would say that, abstractly considered,
they were brought into the world by
the concurrent action of atoms and
space accideuts, hut that these things
cuu’t carry them out of the world.—
Experience teaches us that they have
their origin in false economy, laziness,
prodigality, etc. The farmer sits
down aud calculates ou paper how
much cotton, corn, etc., he will make,
and how much he will get for them.
He never calculates the cost of pro
duction, nud leaves no rnargiu for
short crops, loss of stock, eta When
ever or wherever it costs more to run
a farm than you get for the crop,
hard times is the result.
Merchants invite the presence of
bard times in the style of goods sold
to farmers. Six dollar hats, five dol
lar shoes, twenty-five dollar suits,
and the exposition thrown in, don’t
grow legitimately out of our present
system of farming. The merchants
this year will realize about sixty-six
cents on their collections, and they
will find, on examination of itemized
accounts, thnt they have |abont re
ceived pay for the actual necessaries
furnished the farmers. Clear-headed
farmers and merchants of fine judg
ment is the antidote for the present
trouble.
THE PARTIES AFFECTED BY THE HARD TIMES.
1. T hose who trust to luck, or for
tune, or genius.
2. The indolent.
3. The prodigal
The child who expects to find a bag
of gold at the end of the rainbow is
not more chimerical than be who
trusts to luck. The man who sits in
the sbnde and bosses a crippled negro
to make a crop, or who wastes his
substance on tho cravings of pride,
huve each a clear cose of hard times.
The farmer who puts bis forty acres
to the mule, nud buys his other sup
plies at credit prices, I tell you the
grass will get his crop, tho buzzard
will get his mule, and the sheriff will
get him. After a hard year’s work he
comes out like a younger brother of
mine, who ran away from home one
morning aud returned late in the uf-
teruoon. Ho said to me gleefully,
“Buddy, I have made $1.75 to-day,
peddling cakes for Joe Craig!”—
Well,” said I, “what did you do with
tho monoy ?” “I took a cake for the
dollar.” “Well, what did you do with
tho seventy-five cents?” “I took an
other cake for that,” said he. Cakes
without other things are dead, being
alone. Some violate every law of econ
omy,and blame Providence for results.
Like tho brother at the enmp-meeting,
who gave, liberally to tho collections
because he had left a bad fence
■ironnd bis crop at home nnd wnuted
great Providoucc to keep the stock
at of bis field. When he returned
ries of life with the consciousness of
dependence. Manhood lived out in
economy, honesty nud truthfnluess
never tastes of hard times.
A REMEDY FOB HARD TIMES.
Economy I Economy! Industry!
Industry 1
Some one of the Methodist preach
ers of Georgia got np at conference, a
few years ago, and said lie Imd a wife
and six children, had to pay bouse
rent, nnd only received $100 for his
year’s work. Anotncr brother naked,
“How did yon do that?" He replied,
“By financiering!”
Let us do as we ought—do what
we say we will—and I speak for a
brighter future. Remember that pay
ing debts is more honorable nnd miin-
ly than making debts.
Cron Women and Row*.
If a man catches a tartar or lets one
catch him, he must take bis dose of
tartaric acid aud make as few faces
as be can. If a three-legged stool
comes flying through the air, be must
be thankful for such a plain token of
love from the woman of his choice,
and the best thing he cao do is to sit
down on it and wait for the next lit
tle article. Some people like rows—I
don’t envy their choice; I'd rather
Walk ten miles to get out of a dispute
than half a mile to get into one. I
have ofteu been told to be brave and
take the bnll by the horns, but as I
think the amusement more pleasant
than profitable, I shall leave it to
those who ore so cracked already that
an ngly poke with a horn would not
damage their skulls. Solomon says,
“Leave off strife before it be meddled
with,” which is much the same as if
he had said, “Leave off before yon be
gin.” When yon see a mad dog,
don't argue with him, unless you are
sure of yonr logic; better get out of
bis way, and if anybody calls you a
coward, you need not call him a fool
-everybody knows that.
She Wanted to Try It Once.
She spit out her wad of gum and
entered a stole on Pearl street. The
(esthetic clerk laid aside his “What
Oscar Wilde knows about sunflow
ers,” which he had been perusing with
diligence, and giving the ups of his
uioQstncbe a twirl with his spotless
fingers, gracefully approached the fair
form, and, leaning over tne counter,
articulated silvery phouetics interro
gating as to whether he could be of
any advantage to her in orenking the
monotony of tbe situation. She gazed
ou the fair-haired apostle of tbe beau
tiful for a moment, and reaching
down, drew a handle from under her
arm and said: “Well, here is a pair
of shoes that mother sold eggs and
bayed for me. But I’ve learned about
girls being squeezed to death with
corsets, and I wont Ur swap these
shoes for oue to see how it would
seem to bo squeezed once.”
A Novel|Ducl.
ing at her face with a most imploring
expression.
“ Why, of course, you know, John,
I'll never breath a word of it; you
know I won’t- -don’t yon John ?"
This was spoken in a mellow whis
per, and the cherry lips of Maria wero
so near John’s car when she spoke,
that, had he tamed bis head to look
cnsious and in the meantime shake
her hand in a subdued yet vigorous
way, not as though you were trying
to make a mash by pulverizing her
fingers, nor yot in too conservative
a manner, allowing her hand to fail
with a sickening thud when you let
go. Care should be taken, also, not
to hang on to tho hand more than
at her, there might have occurred a j half an hour in public, as people
dangerous collision. j might mako remarks.
crop. He went buck to the cump-
meeting complaining to the preacher
of the dealings of Providence after his
liberality the day before. “Well,”said
tho preacher, “the stock ought to
have eaten up your crop. Anybody
who would make a gap-boy of the
Lord should be oaten out of house
and home.” * * * Thore is more
true manhood in a glass of cold water
with com bread than in all tbe lnxu-
Two polished fyouths at Warsaw
quarreled recently and decided to set
tle it by a dnelistic game of domi
noes, the loser to swallow at once the
deiidliest^poison. The game of death
was played in a cafe in the presence
of seconds, uud when it ended, Stani-
laus Juliau, sixteen years of age, (VOS
tbe loser, swallowed the glass of poi
son at a draught, uud in a few min
utes was a corpse.
Jay Gould is tired of business an
noyances, aud is thinking seriously of
retiring.
Gnitenu has refused $3->0 for the
suit of clothes he wore wheu he shot
the President.