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VOLUME VIII.
BRUNSWICK, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 18,1882.
NUMBER 20.
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CITY OFFICERS.
Major- M. J. Colson.
Aldermen- J. J. Spears, J. P. Harvey, F. J. Doer-
flluger, 8. C. Littlofteld. J. B|. Couper, J. Wlloor,
W. W. Hardy, J. It. Cook.
Clerk d Treasurer—James Houston.
Chief Marshal—J. E, Lambrlght. , -
Policemen—V.B. Goodbredd, W. H. Rainey, 0. P.
Moore, C. W. Byrd. * * . I , , J ,
Keeper of Guard House and Clerk of Market—D. A.
Moore.
l*ort Physician—J. 8 Blain.
City Physician—J. R. Robins.
Sexton While Cemetery—C. G. Moore.
Sexton tailored Cemetery—Jackie White.
Harbor Master— Matthew Shannon.
Port Wardens— Thoa O'Connor, A. E. Wattles, J.
M. Dexter.
8TANDINQ COMMITTEES Of COUNCIL.
Finance—Wilder, Cook and Spears.
Streets, Draws k Bridges—Harvey, Hardy and
Littlefield. ■ , . i, *
Town commons—Harvey, Hardy and Spears.
Cemeteries—Littlefield, Doerttinger and Hardy.
Harror—Hardy, Cook and Littlefield,
Public buildings—Harvey, Jouper and Wilder.
Railroads-Wilder, Spears and Hardy.
Education—Cook, Couper and Wilder.
Chabitt—Speara, Harvey and Cook.
Fire department—Doerfllnger, Haray and Spears
Police—Wilder, Cook and Harvey.
UNITED STATES OFFICERS.
Collector of Customs—H. P. Farrow.
Deputy—H.T.Duun. _ _
Collector Internal Revenue—D. T. Dunn.
Deputy Marshal—T. W. Dexter.
Postmastor—Linus North.
Commissioner—C. H. Dexter.
Shipping Jommissioner—G. J. Hall.
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nrun.wlck Ooorgta. Jtn'i8-lr
When George Carson was left a des
titute and friendless orphan, the town
overseers took bis case in hand nnd
bound him out to farmer Pendrew.—
The farmer was a thrifty but not % un-
kindly man, and everybody said that
the boy, in falling into such hands,
had every reason to be thankful—
which, indeed, was bat the truth.
Still, poor Gforge felt very lonely
and unhappy atfirst. For, while his
new home, in every comfort and sur-
ronuding, far excelled that iu which
bis life had hitherto been passed, yet
something was strange ami uew; and
at times be felt a relief to slip off and
have a good cry by himself. It was
on one of these occasions that little
Roth, the farmer's daughter, stole
quietly to his side, and, before be was
conscious of her presence, took him
gently by the hand.
“Don’t cry,” she said softly, as the
boy turned his weeping eyes, whilst
the tears glistened in her own; “I
know you have no papa nor mamma,
but I’ll be your sister if you’ll let
me."
It was the first healing touch the
wounded heart had felt. George
choked back a rising sob and thanked
his little comforter, telling her, as
well as he could, how very much he
would like to have her for a sister.
Then Rath showed him about the
place. The feeling of strangeness
gradually wore off, and George began
to feel at home.
From that time, in bis unemployed
moments, he and Ruth were much to
gether, for children naturally seek each
other’s company, and farmer Pendrew
and bis wife were not the people to
look down on a boy merely because
he was poor and without friends.
It was not long till it come George’s
turn to offer consolation. Ruth’s
mother died, and in the first outburst
of her wild passionate grief, the
child’s heart seemed on the point of
breaking. Bnt when George came to
tell her how sorry for her he felt, she
threw her arms about bis neck and
cried:
“Ob, George! George! Neither of
us have any mother now!”—and from
this bond of sympathy the Buffering
childish heart drew its first drop of
comfort.
A fine, manly fellow George had
grown by the time be reached bis
twenty-first year.' He had well im
proved the three months' schooling
every winter to which his “indent
ures” entitled him, and with that and
the reading he was able to do of even-
iugs there were few better informed
young men than George Carson.
As Ruth grew up into a beautiful
and charming woman, she and George
continued as close friends as'ever,
though naturally there was something
more of reservo between them. They
still looked upon each other as broth
er and sister—at least they thought
they did. As for George, he would
have blamed himself severely bad be
detected iu bis mind any secret aspi
rations in connection with his mas
ter's daughter inconsistent with the
difference of their stations.
“George,” said Mr. Pendrew ono
day “your time will soon be up now,
but if you would like to remniu ou
wages—”
“I should like it of nil things,"
broke in George, without waiting for
the other to finish.
"You see,” resumed tho farmer, “I
don’t like to be left quite alone in my
old days. There’s Rath, sho’s going
to bo married soon—leastways Rich
ard Harne has asked me for her and
I think she loves him welk enough;
and, to tell the truth, it's a match I've
thought of more than once myself, for
Dick’s an only son and his father’s
land joins mine. Now you’ve been so
long like one of the family, George,
that I'd like when Ruth’s gone—bnt
bless me, boy, what’s the matter ?”
And well tbe farmer might ask, for
the young man’s face was deathly
pale nnd his whole frame trembled.
Mastering himself by a powerful ef
fort, George managed to regain bis
composure and to change the conver
sation before My.,Pendrew bad tune
to suspect what be bad himself first
discovered—that it was not brother's
love be felt for Retb.
At length tbe day came when
George Carson was “his own man.”
He bad sometime before thanked
farmer Ijjbndrew for his offer to con
tinue on wages, which, however, he
declined, declaring it to be his pur
pose to go and seek bis fortune iu tbe
distant West. And on tbe very morn
ing Lis time was out, with fifty dollars
which the farmer paid him according
to tbe “articles,” be started on bis
travels, after an earnest but hasty
farewell to the farmer and his dagh-
ter. There was a downcast, sorrow
ful look in Ruth’s face and a tear
trembled in her eye as they parted,
bnt George thought it was only be
cause they had so long been brother
and sister to each other.
Nearly seven years had passed, and
after many ups and downs George
Carson fonnd bis way to tbe mining
country. She fairly rained down her
favors, and in an increditably short
space George was a rich man
“If it had only happened years
ago 1” he aigbed—“bat to what pur
pose is it now?” he added moodily-
remembering bitterly a rumor which
bad reached him long ago of Rath’s
marriage to Richard HBrne.
After a while a strange longing
came over George to visit the old
scenes which were constantly rising
before bis fancy.
“Shrely nobody would recognize me
now,” he said, “with this busby beard
and burly form. I might even steal
a glance at Rnth without her know
ing it.”
And acting promptly on tbe thought,
as was his habit, be was soon rapidly
retracing the journey on which be
had entered more than seven years
before. It was getting night when,
after many days of travel, tbe train
set him down at a little station six
But George was not afraid of a good
walk. So be resolved to go on at
once, for some bow bis impatience to
seo tbe old friends increased as the
distance shortened. Besides, he was
sure of a hospitable reception, for
farmer Pendrew’s .door was always
open to a stranger. He would pre
tend to be a traveler stopping for a
few days' rest, and in that way he
might see Ruth and assure himself
tlmt bcr life was ns happy as he had
always prayed it might be.
As be briskly walked along, busied
with these thoughts, a man suddenly
sprang out of some bushes at the way
side. From a glimpse of his face,
which George caught by the moon
light, be recognized the features of
Richard Hurne. But the next in-
staut the heavy blow of a bludgeon
stretched him senseless on tbe ground.
If the assailaut’s purpose was rob
bery, be had no time to accomplish
it, for the sound of approaching foot
steps compelled him to instant flight.
When George Carson returned to
consciousness, .he found himself in
bed, and a sweet, gentle face bending
over him. At tbe first glance bo start
ed with an exclamation of surprise.—
The face was that of Rath.
It disappeared quickly and that of
the doctor took its place.
“Tell her to come back 1” appealed
George piteously.
“Calm yourself, my dear sir,"
urged the doctor, “you’ve bad a sharp
battle for life these three days past,
and it’s bardly won yet.”
“But I must see her!” George
pleaded.
"And you shall, but not until you
are in a fit condition,” returned tbe
other; and administering a few drops
of an opiate to bis patient tbe latter
soon dropped asleep.
When be woke bis first thought was
of Rntb.
“She must never know her bus-
band’s crime,” be said to himself;
would qnite break Uer heart.
“I think be may snfely see her
now,” muttered tbe doctor, stepping
out, and the next moment Ruth on
tered. '
“You don’t know how glad I am to
see you better, Creorge,” taking his
hand in the old sisterly away.
“So you know me, then ?’’
“I knew you at the first glance,” she
answered.
“Mrs.—Mrs. Harne”—be began.
Her face flushed deeply.
“Why do’ you call me by that
name?” she asked.
“Why, ore you not Richard Harne’s
wife?—I am sure I heard so.”
“What you heard was false, then.
I am still Rnth Pendrew as yon left
mo so many long, long years ago.”
“Thank God 1” George ejaculated.
Not then, bnt when be was strong
enough to listen to it all, George
heard from Rath of her rejection of
Richard Harne’s offer, also of her
father’s death, and how she was now
mistress of her old home where she
was living with a maiden aunt, and
whither George bad been carried by
those who found him where he bad
been stricken down and how Rich
ard Harne bad squandered all hie
patrimony and become an outcast, and
many other things - not needful to
mention.
George Carson’s recovery wus
speedy and complete; and it was not
long till be nnd Rnth entered into i
closer relatiousbip than that of broth
or and sister.
Richard Harne was never heard of
afterwards.
OUR HIGHEST GOOD.
[The matter for this column will be furnished
weekly by Rev. W. F. Lloyd, pastor of the Metho-
dist church qt tills city .—Ed.]
married Folks Would be Happier
If home trials wore never told to
miles from farmer Pendrew’s boase. Jjeigbbors.
If they mnde up after every quar
rel.
If household expenses were propor
tioned to receipts.
If they tried to be agreeable, as in
courtship days.
If each ono would try to bo a sup
port and comfort to tbe other.
If each remembered tho other was
a human being, not an nngol.
If women were as kind to their hus
bands as they are to their lovers.
If fuel nod provisions wero laid in
during the'high tide of summer.
If parties remembered that they
were married for worse as well as for
better.
If men were as tbougbtful of tbeir
wives as they were of tbeir sweet
hearts.
If there were fewer silk and velvet
costumes, and more plain, tidy house
dresses.
If wives and husbands would take
somo pleasure as they go along and
not degenerate into mere toilsome
machines. Recreation is necessary to
keep tbe heart in place, and to get
along without it is a big mistake.
Paris, Ky., sold $2,900 worth of
blackberries this season.
Change of residence frequently
brings new temptations, but it as of
ten briDgs new opportunities for do-
iug good. Which has conquered you
—the temptations or the “opportuni-
ties ?” ^ . . ., .
“Slang” is a vulgarism that many
otherwise good and refined people—
especially young people—surnt times
take on. Tbe Booner it is left off, tbe
better for yourself and all with whom
you come in contact.
We sometimes hear men get “mor
al courage” and ‘‘physical bravery”
badly mixed op. Moral conrage
means tjie courage" to do right, tbe
courage to be true to your convictions,
tbe courage to say no when tempted
to do wrong; moral conrage means
“dare to do right,” without ‘ lev, fa
vor or affection.” ' ‘ u
Rev. Joseph Cook, the great Boston
lecturer, defines “conscience” to be
the “sense of right und wrong, with
a feeling that the right ought to be
performed, and the wrong ought not."
Do not 1st yonr cburch-inemborship
become a snare to yon. If yon are
living wrong, there is danger inside
as there would be dntside.
Tbe mau you call an infidel has a
hunger in bis heart for truth. Let
him she it in your life and be will be
won and saved.
There is a disposition upon tbe
part of some to make liberty tbe syn
onym of license. Tbe fact that a man
is a free man does not involve tbe
right to do that which is directly in*
jarioas to bis neighbors.
Life is short. We must be np and
doing if we accomplish much in the
brief time allotted to ns.
There are some persons who avoid
tbe bonse of God, and refuse to read
tbe Bible, supposing that thereby
they escape responsibility. Lack of
knowledge is itself a ‘sin, when we
might know tbe will of God if we
would.
"Believe me, America, to-day, to save
herself, must save the world." So said
a stalwart advocate of missions before
tho American Board. We believe it.
The uew world has reached at one
and tbe same.time a point of prosper
ity and a position of peril. So close
ly is oar future the future of tbe
world, bo vital our growing attach
ment with all lands, that we may no
longer sink, or swim of onrselves
alone. If we fall, so goes the world.
Yes, and if the world goes under mor
ally, it will take ns along.
A South African Conference has
been formed by the Wesleyans, with
Rev. John Walton President Dr.
Osborn said in regard to this: “Whilst
hearing those resolutions I was led
back to tbe time when I need to .col
lect half-pennies and pennies for the
Missionary Society. In those days
wo had two missionaries and forty-
two members in South Africa; now
we have six districts, 160 ministers,
and 22,000 members. Thus it will be
seen what progress Methodism has
made ou the dark continent."
When the city of London was help
reeling to nnd • fro with the
shock of an earthquake, Charles Wes
ley, standing np before bis congrega
tion at the Foundery, exclaimed, in a
state of religions exaltation: “We will
not fear though the earth be removed,
and the hills bo carried into the
midst, for the Lord of hosts is with
ns; the God of Jacob is our refuge."
His bearers wero trembling with ter
ror, expecting every moment that the
walls of tbe building would fall.—
Cries and lamentations were heard ou
every side. Wbat a sublime specta
cle I A tottering city, and a soul tri
umphant and at perfect peace.