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VOLUME VII.
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BRUNSWICK, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, APRIL 29. 1882.
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Mayor- M. J. Colson.
Aldermen- J. J. Spoara, J. P. Harvey, F. J. Doer*
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w!w. Hardy, J B. Cook.
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.VIAJOB JONES’COUKTSHII*.
The Honor or the ui« William x,
Thonuon.
A PURE AND SPONTANEOUS SAMPLE—A BOOK
ALL OEOBQIANS HAVE READ—THE
major’s CHRISTMAS PKESNKT
TO HIS SWEETHEART.
Henry Wattersou.
It was doubtless the publication of
Prof. Lougstreet’s “Georgia Scenes,”
in 1840, which suggested a continu
ous story upon the same stage of ac
tion, and in 1842 “Major Jone’s Court
ship” appeared. The author of this
homely, natural and amusing fiction,
Mr. W. T. Thompson, late editor of
the Savannah News, died a few weeks
sinoe. In 1848 he followed his first
production with "Major Jones'sketch
es of travel,” wbioh possess a value as
contemporaneous pictures beyond and
above their humor, abuudant as that
ia. The “Courtship,” however, is nov
el, originally meant as a -travestie, to
which time has lent a sort of pathos.
It is a graphic portraiture of the inte
rior life of the Sontb. Rough and
ready as the farce is, it is never vul
gar. Its characters are few, simple
and virtuous. It deals with clean
homespun. It carries the mind back
to the old brick church, the innocent
pic-oic, the rural Fourth of July cele
brations, the Christmas frolic.
Joseph Jones, only son of the wid
ow Jones, living near the village of
Pinevill, in Georgia, is a well-to-do
young farmer. He is in love with
Mary Stallings, daughter of the wid
ow Stallings, a near neighbor. Joseph
bus grown np on the plantation, an
bonest, affectionate, moral young
man. Mary has gone off to a board
ing school, and comes home a belle.
The adventures are bounded on the
one side by the barn yard; on the oth
er side by the hearthstone. Over all
a pair of ragged roof trees cast their
kindly shade. The story runs along
like a brook—without effort or con
cealment. There is no villain in the
piece—only a would-bo wit, called
“Cousin Pete,” who is introduced as
n tense. Tho tribulations of tho lov
ers uro very slight,but there is through
out the uarrutive a naturulnoss which,
being nowhere strained for its fun, is
really captivating. As an example, I
canQot forbear quoting tho culmina
tion of the courtship. You will uu-
• lerstand that our hero had had many
struggles and trials bringing himself
to tho point of popping tho question;
that, although ho is almost sure of his
sweetheart, ho cannot muster courage
euough to make a direct proposal;
that eveybody is iu the secret aud ap
proves the match. How the deed was
iiuully done ho shall tell himself:
“Christmas come, I put on my new
suit au 1 shaved my face as slick as a
smoothin’ iron an’ skipped over to ole
Miss Stallins. As soon rs I went in
to the parlor, whero there was sittin’
around the fire. Miss Car’line and
Miss Kessiuh, both laughed rite out.
“ ‘Thar now,’ siz they, ‘I know’d it
would be Joseph.’
“ ‘What’s I done, Miss Car’line ?’
says L
“ ‘You come under sister's chicken
bone,’ says Miss Kessiuh, ‘an’ for my
part I b'leeve she know'd you was a
coitju’ when she put it over the dore.’
‘“No I didn’t—I didn’t do no sieli
thing, now,' says Miss Mary, blushing
red, like a summer rose.
“'No matter,’ says Miss Car’line,
‘you belong to Joseph now, or thar’s
no charm in chicken bones.’
“ I know’d itwas a first-rate chance
to 6ay somethin’, but the dear little
critter looked so sorrowful an’ kept
blushin’ so I couldn’t say nothin’
zactly to the pint, so I just cached up
an’ took down the chicken bone mid
put it in my pocket.
“ ‘Wbut ore you u-gwine to do with
that ole chicken bone, Major Jones ?’
says Miss Mary.
“ 'I’m a-gwine ter keep ii as long
as I live,’ says I, ‘as a Christmas pres
ent from the handsomest gal in Geor-
gy-’
“ ‘Oh, Major,’ says she, ‘ain’t yon
ashamed of yourself?’
"An’ then ap speaks Miss Kessiah,
and says she: ‘Joseph, yon ought to
give her a Christmas present to keep
all her life.’
" ‘Ah,’ says ole Miss Stallins, 'when
I was a gal we used to hang np oar
stock in’s—’
“ ‘Why, mother/ says all of ’em, in
* breath, 'to say stockin’s before Mr.
JonesI’ i( . *
“ Highty, tigbty 1’ says the ole la
dy, ‘what monstrous ’finement. I’d
like to know what barm there is in
stockin’s. People is gatin’ partite
now-a-days; they neve* call nothin’
by its rite name. When I was a gal
I use’ to hang np my stockin”an’ git
lots o’ presents.’
“The girls kep* on laughin'.
“ ‘Never min’/ says Miss Mary, at
last, 'Major’s goin’ to give a Christ
mas gift, ain’t yon Major?’
“ ‘You know I promised yoa one/
saysL I’ve got it for yon now; bnt
it’ll take a two bushel bag to hold it.’
“ ‘But will you keep it os long as
yon live?’ says I.
“ I will/ says she.’
“ ‘Now, you hear that, Miss Car’
lioe/ says L She says she will keep
it as long as she lives.’ . ..
“ ‘Yes,’ says Miss Mary, more posi
tive, ‘that I will But what is it?’
“ ‘Never mind/ says I. ‘You hang
np a bag big ennff to bold it, and yon
will find out to-morrow moruin’.’
Miss Car’line winked at Miss
Kessiah, and then whispered to her —
an’ they both laughed rite out. They
s’picioned something.’
“ ‘You’ll be sure to give it to me
now, if I hang up a bug ?’ says Miss
Mary.
“ ‘And promise to keep it ?’ says I.
“She blushed a little and studied a
little, and then she says: ‘Well, I will
because I know you wouldn’t give me
nothin’ that wasn’t worth koopiu'.’
“They all agreed that they would
hang a bag in tho back porch to put
Miss Mary's present iu, and about
uiuo o’clock I told ’em good evenin’
an’ went home.’
“I sot up till midnight, and urter
they was all gone to bed, I crept soft
ly in at tho back, an’ thar, sure ennff,
was a great oig meal bag hingin' to
the jioo. It was monstrous onhandy
to git into it, but I was ’tormined not
to back out. So I sot some chairs on
top of a bench an’ got hold of the
rope and let mysolf gently down into
the bag; bat, jast as I was gittin’ in,
the bag swung round agin the chairs
an’ down they come with a terrible
racket. Howsomever, nobody did not
wuko but ole Miss Stallins’ yard dog,
an' bore be come rippin’ an’ tarin’ like
rath, an’ ronn an’ ronn ho went smel-
lin’ an’ barkin’ to find out what was
the matter. I sot down iu the bag
an’ didn’t breathe louder’n a kitten
for fear he’d find me out. Arter a
while he stopt his ’fernal barkin’.—
Tho wind began to blow powerful
cold, aud the old bag kep' turnin’
round and swingin' so it made mu
sea-sick. I was afraid to move less
the rope would break and let me
down, an’ tbar I set, my teoth rattlin’
like tbe ager. It ’peared to me like
it never would come daylight, an’ I
do b’leeve if I hadn’t loved Miss Mary
so powerful I would ha’ froze to death
for my hart was the only spot that
fxlt warm, an’ it didn't beat more nor
two licks a minute, only when I tbo't
bow she’d be s'prised in tbe mornin’,
an’ then it went in a canter. Bimeby
tbe cussed ole dog come upon tbe
porch, and began sraellin’ and whin
in’ ’boat the bag. Then he began to
howl as if he’d treed a coon. ‘Bow t
wow! wow I’ says be 'Git out,’ says
I, very low, for fear they would hear
me. ‘Bow! wow I wow 1’ says he
again. ‘Begone 1 you ’bominable fool/
says I, an’ I felt all over in spots for
I ’low’d every moment he’d nip me an’
what is worse, I didn’t know where
bouts he’d take hold. He went on
barkin’. Then I tried coaxin’. 'Come
here, Towser/ Bays I, I’m your friend.’
Then I whispered sorter soft aud per
suadin’. It done no good. Tbar he
stood and kept np his eternal whin
in’ and barkin’ all night. I couldn't
tell when day was broakin’ only by
the chickens crowin’, an’ I was glad
to hear ’em to be sure, for I do bl'eeve
if I had had to stay in that bag a hour
longer I would a died.
“Ole Miss Stallins come ont fust,
an’ as soon as she saw the bog, says
she:
“ ‘What on earth baa Joseph gone
an’ put in that bag tor Mary ? I’ll
low its a yearlin’ or some live animal,
else Towser would’t bark so.’
“ She went in to call the girls, an’ I
sot there shiverin’ so I couldn’t hard
ly speak if I tried to—bnt I didn’t
say nothin’. Bimeby they all come
rnnnin’ out.
“ 'My Lord, what is it?’ says Miss
Mary.
“‘Oh, it’s alive/Bays Kissiab; *1 seed
it move.’
“ ‘Call Cato and make him cut it
down/ said Miss Car’line, an’ let's see
what it is. Come here, Cato, an’ got.
this bag down.’
“ ‘Don’t hurt it for the world/ said
Miss Mary.
“Cato untiod tho ropo that was
round the jico and let tho bag down
easy on tho iioor, an’ I tumbled out
all covered with coru meal from head
to feet.
“ ‘Goodness gracious!’ says Miss
Mary, ‘if it ain't tho Major liissolf.’
“ ‘Yes,’ says I, ‘aud you know you
promised to keep my Christmas pres
ent us loug as you livod.’
“Tho girls laughed themselves al
most to death, an’ wout to krushin’
off tho meal as fast as tlioy could, say-
in’ they was gwiuo to bang Chat hag
out every Christmas till they got hus
bands, too.”
Of course, Major Jones marries his
sweetheart, aud as we learn from his
book of travels, published many years
aftorward, tho nnion was, in every re
spect, a happy one.
The Lark or Healthy Women.
Dr. AtUliuft 8. Whitney'* Fftarar Lecture.
The lack of strong, healthy women
among us is noticeable. Much of this
constitutional weakness is inherited,
bat it is in the power of tbe majority
of young girls to make themselves
physically wbat they will. Give to
the muscles as scientifioand thorough
a training as mathematics gives to the
brain, and'there will be a correspond
ing increase in physical capacity. Life
in tbe open air is of first importance.
Vigorous and absorbing games should
be encouraged among girls. Mental
and physical oultnre should be us in
separable as mind and body. Tbe
principal causes which destroy health
are, neglect of proper physical exer
cise and recreation, daring youth, our
incomplete, one-sided methods of ed
ucation, • want of steady employ
ment, and petty forme of indiscretion
in regard to tbe rales of hygiene on
tbe part of young women themselves.
A radical change will come when pop
ular sentiment require that girls shall
grow np strong and well developed.
Tight clothing should be discarded,
that the exercise of the organs of mo
tion may not be impeded. There
should be in every school a system of
physical education under the direction
of a qualified teacher. Daily muscu
lar exercise will bring better mental
work. There might be a physical aa
well as a mental standard which a
girl must reach before entering col
lege.
A New Submarine Venal.
Ploughing by electricity is prom
ised, but a furrow made by tbe help
of the locomotivo is not to be despis
ed. The laying of underground tele
phone wires is most desirable, and the
experiment made by the Bell Compa
ny recently botwoon Attleboro and
West Mansfield, Moss., shows that
the process can be very rapid. A fur
row five miles long was turned up in
an iucredibly short time. A beam
lasbed to tbe car, a plow attached to
the beam, a man at tho plow handles,
tbe starting of tbe engine, and tbe
work is done—a trench one foot deep
between tbo railroad tracks. Perfect
insulatiou is secured, aud perils of all
sorts are avoided by the simple expe
dient of utilizing tbe ground. Aston
ishment will eeuse soon to be possible,
and yet be would have been called
moonstruck who bad prophesied five
years ago that five-mile farrows for
telephonic apparatus woald bo fash
ionable in Massachusetts at this date.
The question speedily will be, who is
not my neighbor ?
A young Roumanian engineer, M.
Trajan Theodoresco, has constructed
a submarine vessel which quite puts
all that has been made hitherto in the
shade. Tbe ship, if it does not exceed
certain dimensions, can be navigated
for 12 honrs 100 feet under water
without being raised to the surface.
Tbe work at the surface is similar to
that of an ordinary steamship. Tbe
speed is not so great as that of some
steamers, bm it is nevertheless supe
rior to that of sail boats. The immer
sion is effected by scrows. Once un
der wator, enough light is supplied to
be nblo to see ob.sir l ies nt a distance
of 130 feet, mid the movement is so
regulated to avoid them. The sup
ply of air for the crew will last, twelve
hours, and van be renewed without
coming to tlm surface by means of tel
escopic tubes. The propulsion and
immersion are urruuged to cause uo
noise. If all these claimed advantag
es are confirmed in practice, the new
vessel will be a most fonuiduble sub
marine offensive weapon. But it can
also be used for more profitable pur
poses. Iu the Matchin Cispal, near
Bralia, there has lain since May, 1877,
the wreck of Lutii Dejolit, on board
of which was the coffer eg tbe Turkish
Flotilla cm the Danube, containing
the treasure ot tbe fleet, which it will
perhaps bo possible tb recover by
means of the new submarine boat.
The Charms of Boast Coon.
Detroit Boat.
In a yard on Gratiot avenue, within
sight of passers-by, a fat gray coon is
chained. It is a curious little animal
and barks and bites like a wolf. A
colored man, looking over tbe fence
at this coan, remarked to a fri*nd
with him:
“Ebor tasted roast coon, Sam?”
“No,” Skid the other indignahtip;
“neber want to."
"Ob, you poor, mis’ablo darkey,”
said tbe first speaker. “You’ve neber
nowkar but North; ef yoa onoe tasted
roost coou you’d—ynra—yam—you’d
say it was do finest lectio roast pig ye
ever cotcbed in all yer life.”
Tbe days of that coou i*t» numbered.