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UP IN THE MOUNTAINS. The Senior Pauses in liis Pleas ures to Drop a Line to the Ad verliscr- Appeal. Cantos, Ga., Sept. 5,1888. 1 wrote some weeks ago from this land of gold, iron, manganese, mar ble, milk and ljoney. To day we write you again, but will tell of other things, and will weave up our thoughts in paragraphs. The Marietta and North Georgia Railroad that passess this place is narrow gauge and as serpentine as the valleys.' It was built by the State, and was purely local in its op erations for years, but of late it has fallen into the hands ofya rich syndi cate, who arc preparing it for a broad gauge. The track is being straight ened^and trestles filled, and before a great whilethis will be one of the great thorough-fares of Georgia. The road runs from Marieta, on the Western <fc Atlantic, to Alurpby, N. C., but will be extended both ways, one way in to Atlanta, and the other to Knox ville. The marble and mineral in terests of this section are attracting the attention of capitalists, and as soon as the line is extended there wiil be a heavy through travel south this way, hence the need of a broad gauge. A squad of fifteen Cherokee Indians, ten bucks, four squaws and a half breed, gave an entertainment here last evening to a full house, of which the principal feature was the “War Dance.” The music was a succes sion of grunts and whoops, and the exercise a shuffling of the feet and contortions of the body. In this lat ter, however, the females take no part. Their bodies remain rigid in uprightness, but their feet keep pace with the rest, and they enjoy, or seem ^ to enjoy, the attentions of the bucks in the dance as much as the coy mai dens of Brunswick, the smiles of their best fellow. After the dancing last evening, the Indians enme out before the audience and sang several pieces of our music set to their language. Evidently they were not taught to sing by Bros. Graetf or Steele, or Mrs. duBignon', for they would have assigned the parts differently. The singing was quite primitive—the men carrying the soprano and buss and the women reaching out for the old- fashioned tenor and alto combined, winding up each line on a note scarcely ever attained by tho prima donnas of the present age. The Indiaus played a game of ball this p. m., which was witnessed by a largo numbor of people. The bucks stripped to the waist, aud at the giv en word the ball was thrown into the air, and then the fun began, the manner of playing having been al ready described in these columns. After they were through, the young men of the town borrowed their rac quets and ball, and choosiug sides, started in for' n game a-la-Indian. They hadn’t gone very far before die <putos began and the Indians began to/"ftnt, and in broken English said: man get. mad, white man fight.” And sure enough it was not long before three of them got into a skirmish, and broke up the game. The managers say they will swing around to Brunswick this winter. Judge James Brown, whom Bruns- wickians all admire, is absent this week, holding Court for Judge Mad dox. He will retire from the bench with the close of thi-* war. He is a terror to evil doers in t.liis section. Violators of the liquor. Sabbath and “hip pocket" laws uie badly when they get before jiim. His Judgeship here has been n great blessing to this country. Rowdyism is unknown here now, everybody is peaceablo and or derly. One of the “staple products” of Cherokee county is its campmectings. There arc five held here annually, and thousands of people attend them from all sections. Canton is rejoicing over the pros pects of having marble works loca ted here. The sand used in sawing river bottom here and cost $0 a car load, besides the freight, hence the great saving to bring tho works to the sand, where that expense would be done away with. The Company’s agent, Col. Dure, is here to-day, and offers to put up a $100,000 plant if the citizens will donate ten acres of land, and put in $5,000 of the money. This proposition will be accepted promptly. How “Mountain Dew” is Made— Who Controls the Making- Many Locks. East week whilst in Canton the writer uccepted the invitation, of Rev enue Inspector Moses to visit with him a few government distilleries in the mountains—that is distilleries recognized by “Uncle Sara,” and not contraband. We premise our remarks by say ing that in this branch of the liquor business as well as in the sale of it, the government seems to dictate, at will. -The owner of a distillery under government control has no more rights on the premises than a hire ling. He can drive his wagon up to the front door and put out the meal that makes the “dew,” and then - later on he can go to the warehouse and take out so much oftheliquid as has “passed muster” and had the reve nue, (90c. per gallon,) paid on it— this is about all. We premise further by saying that a government distillery is a place of locks. Every faucet or stop cock from the still to the warehouse has a government brass lock to it. Ev ery door on the premises has one, and the great wonder is that the government don’t put locks on the noses of the laborers to keep them from smelling the juice, for there is no chance to drink any In all the distilleries we visited we smelled liq uor on none of the help. HOW LIQCOIt IS MADE. The meal is first put into a hogs head of boiling water or “corn beer,’’ the leavings from the last distilling, and stirred faithfully’ by two men until it is cooked and becomes like thick hominy or mush. It remains in this state for a season and is then mixed with cold water and a certain per cent of meal made' from sprouted corn added, this causes the fermen tation which goes on for several days until it clears itself and makes the “mash,” which is put into the stills and the fire put under just as in mak ing turpentine. Tho steam arising from this mash is condensed as it passes through the “worm” (coiled pipe) which is laid in cold water.— This condensed “dew” is called low- wine, and when a sufficient quantity is secured, the stills are cleaned out and this low wine is re-distilled and comes out pure corn whiskey—100 proof (Gov. test.) To make alcohol this is passed through the stills again and its strength doubled. There is no place in ail this pro cess where any one, except the gau ger who carries these numer ous keys, can even see what is going on. He alone has that privilege, and to interfere with him is to get the«ig-j dignation of Uncle Sam in short or der. Now this is how “pure liquor” is made, and if the government would carry its controlling (lower a little farther and keep it pure until sold to the consumer it would do more for the country than all its liquor reve nue is worth. After being shown all this process in detail, wc ask ‘ where does all the warranted-to-kill-at fifty-yards whis key' come from. “Ah,” said he, “that is done at the wholesale bouses, who have what is called ‘rectifiers license.’ All that the government requires of them is that the liquor sold shall have the the required specific gravity’—100 test. It may contain death in every drop and the government says nothing, so it stands the test. Oh, Uncle Sam, I prefering if you were as much interested in tttn-MpiroP'JJftiYi welfare of your people' as you are ‘ getting your 90c. per gallon, and there would be less drunkards’ graves in the land. ’Tis not the pure liquor that kills, but rather the im pure. But we digress. The second dis tilling is carried by locked pipes in to a locked room at hand and is transferred into barrels by the “locked”" i 'gauger and stamped ‘TOO proof,” and then put into a bonded warehouse, where it is allowed to re main three years but no longer, when the distiller must pay the tax (90c per gallon) and take it out, when he is allowed to dispose of it, which he does at $1.50 per gallon wholesale. The consumer pays a good deal more for it later on, after it has been doc tored in many instances. After all the alcohol is taken out of the beer, the refuse is turned into a huge vat, from whence it is carried by troughs to the hogs and cattle in the pens below. It would do tho av erage Glynn county farmer good to sec these animals. They look like great lumps of fat, with the excep tion of the color, which, around a distillery, is anything but while, for mud and slush are the rule and not the exception. , The Illicit Side of the Picture- How the Moonshiners are Caught and What Hap pens to Them. In yesterday’s issue we gave a de scription of the legal manufacture of “corn juice,” commonly known in upper Georgia as “Mountain Dew.” To-day we give some dots gleaned from Inspector Moses of the Moon shiners operations. A moonshiner is a man ' who man ufactures whiskey in some out of the way nook in the mountains without paying the government tax of 90c. on the gallon. Ho manufacture his liquor on the sly, put9 a jug of it in the bottom of bis wagon under other things, eoines to town with it, sells it to some, engages another jng and off he goes to fill the order. The gov ernment gives $10 to even’ informer who will point out one ojpthese dis tilleries. “What class of people,” wc asked Inspector Moses “are your inform ers r” “The very worst, kind,” said he. “To illustrate; a chap some time ago took me up into the mountains (by moonshine) to show me two he had spotted. We went to the first and found the still gone, and then to the second—it, too, had been taken out and hid for future use. The fellow was non-plussed, ho had calculated sure on those $20 but the game was gone. He hesitated a moment and then said: “Well, I know where can find one, my brother-in-law oqpr the hill Has got one and you can go and get hit.” The question was answered. Those officers have rich experiences at times. Mr. 31. gave us one of iiis sehrewd tricks on a moonshiner, that will bear repeating. He had been carried to one of these moonshiners dens and found the place unoccupied, and going in he found the “mash” just made and he knew that it would be three days be fore it would be ready to distill. 60 without disturbing it he quietly took off the still and bid it in the bushes and went away for future develop ments. The moonshiner came the next morning, found the still gone, and naturally conc.luded that some bad neighbor had stolen it to sell for old copper, as nothing else was dis turbed, and being unwilling, to lose his “dew,” he, hastened off and got another still, and on the third night fired up and was soon cooking moon shine whiskey. When in the midst of his work the officers returned, cap lured him arid his help—destroyed all his mash aud hauled both stills to town—confiscated property. We were invited to accoinpangj^t Inspector on oj expedition^ distills whiskey by moonlight are generally not law-abiding citizens. It is only the poor classes who en gage in this illicit business—men of means can make enough money out of it by paying the tax and placing themselves in the hands of the gov ernment. For instance, the McAffee distillery wo visited last week, which is one of the largest in the State, manufactures daily twenty-one bush els of meal. This yields about sixty gallons of the dew, which cost him say $10 for the corn, $54 tax, and about $4 for labor, hauling, etc., this makes $68, for which he realizes six ty gallons of spirits, worth $^,5Q per gallon at wholesale—$90—a clear gain of over $20 per day, to say noth ing of the refuse material that fat tens several hundred head of the fat test hogs and cattle one cares to see. A handsome profit on'the money in vested, don’t you think ? The writer is under many ohliga tions for courtesies extended us in giving the opportunity to see and hear what we havo written in these articles for tho public eye, to Inspec tor Moses, Capt. Dance, Revenue Gauger for McAflce distillery, and Capt. Cleveland, of the Cbamblee distillery, each of "-horn spared no pains to give us all the information desired. Shot, in the Month with a Pistol. Willie Lassiter, step-son of Mr. G, B. Miller, who resides on Union street, accidentally shot his brother Gus in the mouth Wednesday night about eight o’clock, whilst playing with a pistol supposed to be empty. The two boys and a negro boy were in the kitchen playing with pistols, imitating the exploits of Jcs9e James. In this play Willie pulled down on Gus, who was laughing, and to his astonishment the pistol fired, send ing a 32-calibre ball right in his open mouth, knocking out four teeth—two upper and two lower—going through the jaw bone and imbedding itself in the fleshy part of tho neck. Medical aid'WRB at once summoned, and shortly Drs. Tucker, Bishop and Blain arrived, who did all that could be done for him at the time. A con sultation was held next morning, at which Dr. Butts, the family physi cian, was called in," when it was de termined not to disturb the ball at prescut, Imt to await later develop ments. Meanwhile the boy is resting easy. Dr. Butts has been put in charge of the patient and will watch him close ly-' The boy did not know the pistol was loaded, but supposed all the cart ridges ha«l been removed. Go For Them, Girls. Onr.morning cotemporary is out to-day in an editorial on matrimony, advising the young men to take un to themselves wives. Now, girls, if you are at all matri monially inclined'just remember this is leap year, and you can go for that office with all your might. There nre four nice catches there. First on the list is business-mana ger Roberts, handsome and urbane. Seize him. Next comes editor-in-chief Colonel Brobston, with hiB winning ways and gentle voice. Talk love at him, be can’t dodge you, for he has advised it. The third on the list is Col. Vin- ing, tall, erect, and gifted with a heart brim full 'of love for some fair maiden that dares to give him the chance. The fourth on thc^ist is our mod est young friend Deming, innocent and pure( mother's own boy. He would rccipyocateyourn flections with life. entire office :e editress- won Id reciprocate your affec ^UifeBBtflib;yjfcg 1 up the innrbic is all gotten in the j whole country would be better , JUDGE SYMMES’ JOKE, Which Administered a Lesson in Honesty. Judge Symmcs is not only an as tute lawyer but something of a de- ■ tectivc as well, and with it all has a love for a practical joke that is keen - indeed. Now the Judge has a fig tree in his yard that is now bearing a second crop, and upon one especially large and fine be has kept a watchful eye for several days, waiting for it to reach the exact stage of luscious ripeness. Yesterday that particular fig was missing, and the Judge’s suspicion immediately turned to the old colored man weeding and raking about the premises. Sauntering toward the • old darkoy, the Judge accosted him, “Uncle, do you see those fine figs yonder ?” “Yessnb,” was the prompt reply. “Well, I have been missing some of them, and I think the boys must jump tho fenco and get them, so I havo poisoned them, and I guess I’ll find out now who takes them.” The old darkey’s bottom lip drop ped, his eyes dilated, and he leaned heavily upon his hoe handle. The Judge appeared not to notice, hut solemnly resumed— “You know, uncle, if I were to cut myself and put a drop of poison in my blood, that poison would go a(l through m3’ bod3’, even to my toes, and finally kill me. Just so with a tree, and so I just took my knife and cut a little slit in the bark near the root and took a little strichnine—” A groan from the darkey— “And put ft in the cat. The sap will take that poison to the very tip- of the tree, and every fig on that tree has got enough poison in it to kill three men.” The darkey fell back against the fence and laid his hand apprehen sively on his stomach, his C3'es gave, a convulsive start from their sockets, and his cars seemed straining to “hear de call:” “Now uncle,” the Judge resumed, “I' want you to keep your eye on that tree, and see tlftit none of the chil dren pick those figs, for they would certainly kill them in thirty minntes by the watch.” “Thirty minutes” seemed to inspire him with hope that there might still be hope, the hoe-handle dropped, and between his chattering teeth he ex claimed, “Boss, I jis’ hear my wife is berry: sick, and if you please sah lemme hab- a dollar to buy some medicine.” Seventy-five cents was slowly fished out of the legal pocket, while the perspiration rolled down the old man’s face in a manner that would have cured any ease of yellow fever. Securing the money, be made a bee line for Joerger’s drug store, where Dr. J. was told that he “had tuk some pizen accidental, and wanted some thing to cure ’em quick.” The Doctor fixed him up, and “saved him from an untimely grave,” but the chances are that he will nev er again Bteal tho Judge’s figs. — A Twisted Yarn Untwi A rumor got, there was yellow" | na, and that Coles,'' -had been stopped that way. Wc| calledTon for the facts, be having bee as the author. He had simply stated at 1 day that his brother and law in Fernandina were dengue fever, and that he hadj ceivcd a telegram that “cars wa not be stopped coming in from lahassce.” These threads were 1 made into a yarn that they were 1 with yellow fever, and that the tt would not run into Fernand Fine Cane. ■: Our friend B. H. Daniels, Satilla countiy, is ever in»nd!.^^^^^^_ . the comfort or the Advertiseu-Ai-- o V onitv. I peai. household. He sent us tbis*fci •. s^jjeek a few stalks of sugar cane fr#*v ” \ih “patch,”' the best mate** IjA r.ve seqn. He'believes In » • . , I 'uty of “long sweetening " T TS