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*ILW«. '*• 3, - el WMng,, 110 Py [•sapji U7Pk •ui* JOPn •*>** _ -*»AH ■ •sopa ™ *u2j VOLUME VII, • writ. i-\V~ HU> iV.G ’ . BRUNSWICK, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, APRIL 8, 1882. NUMBER 40. A W»j. wfii UA* ISAM »AM 0AM 0 i M opa 0PM OPa SPM OPH 9AM tweej kaon. Wee. *lo» ve in •dm ticel. | The Advertiser and Appeal IS PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY, AT I BRUNSWICK, - GEORGIA T. Gr. STACY, Subscription Hate*. On* copy one year $2 Oueeupyaix mouths 1 A Ivertinoiuenta from responsible parties will lx, published until oMereil out, when the time u jot specified, and payment exacted accordingly Communications for individual benefit, or of* personal character, charged as advertisements, Marriages and obituary notices not exceeding four lines, solictod for publication. When ex seeding that space, charged as advertisements. All letters am! communications should be ad dressed to the undersigned. 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 A Regular communications of this Lodge are held on the first and third Mondays in each mouth, at 7:30 o'clock, P. M. Visiting and all bretbretiiu good standing aro fra fcrnally Invited to attond. J. J. SPEtRS, C. E. FLANDERS, Secretary. W.U, SEAPORT LODGE. No. 0. P. 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.