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M S^raW and ^foertisci|. Newnan. Ga., Friday, August 5tli, 1887. BILL NYE MEETS A CITIZEN And Draws From Him a Sad Story of Modern Journalism. On board a day coach of the great trunk line running from the Battery t ia Sixth avenue to Ilarlem I fell in the other day with a highly cultivated old gentleman who now resides in Brook lyn. Together we enjoyed the delight ful stretch of dark-red scenery and ad vertisements which greet the enraptur ed eye along this great scenic route. Together we inhaled the thousand odors of hot, sour alleys, and damp cel lars, and together we looked into the » second-story rooms where poverty lay panting in the awful heat that had ac cumulated all flay and now shut down ^*ith the night like a stifling garment. Tie said something and then I said something, and before long we were conversing with each other. A great many conversations have no doubt ori: inated in this way. Incidentally we got to talking about the press and what a great influence it wielded, and so forth, and then he said if I would never mention his name he would tell me of an incident that oc curred some years ago when he first came to New York. He said: “I generally aim to let the papers alone if they'll let me alone, but when I first came here a friend of mine brought me a slip that he had cut out of a prominent morning paper in which my name was used in such a way that made me mad. While there was no gross misstatement of facts, mv name was handled in a w'ay I despise, and so I went right down to the office of the paper. Before I went I told my wife about the piece and that I was going down to see about it. She saw that I was excited and she became alarmed, k .She hung on to me quite a while and 1 said she wished I wouldn’t go. We had r always got along so well, and since we had been married I had never killed anybody, and she wished I would take her advice and not go, but I was thor oughly indignant and mad. So I went down, and at the counter I asked to see the editor. “The young man at the window where I went was counting the words in a ‘Want’ advertisement, and it was a long time before I could get his eye. Then he said in a brief, cold way that the ed itorial rooms wore on the fifth floor. I did not like his way, and I would have been glad to lick him if I could have got over into his cage, but I couldn’t. Then 1 went to the elevator. I was going to get in, but the elevator boy, who weighed aboift nineteen pounds, put his hand against my person and gently 1 mshed me out. “ ‘You can’t go up stairs without stat ing your name and your business and who you want to see. Here is a card that you can fill out.’ “I knew my own name, of course, and could put that on the card; also my business; but I didn’t know the name of a blamed man on the paper. All could do was to say that I wanted to see ‘the editor.’ That was a kind of a gen eral statement, but 1 thought it would be all right. Meantime the elevator had made several trips, and I could feel my collar getting soft. I was still mad, but I had to control myself, so I asked the elevator boy if he would mind tak ing that up to the editor, and I gave him the card. “He said I would have to be more ex plicit. If I wanted the city editor, or the marine editor, or the literary editor, or the birth and death editor, or the polo editor, or the scrapping editor, would find them in, but the managing editor and the telegraph editor and the night editor and the mirth editor and the bathing editor were all out. “I/lid not know who I ought to see, but I got desperate and sent up my card to the scrapping editor. It was a wild thing to do, but I did it, for I thought I could see him, and if I did not feel like fighting him I could post pone it the way other pugilists did. “1 had to wait quite awhile before I could see the fighting editor, for he was busy with some other men who, I pre sume, had dropped in to lick him early, so as to be home for lunch. “Finally I went in and found a small, good natured man that I could have handled without any trouble, but when I stated my business he said that it was not in his line at all, but that I ought to go to the city editor. By that time the city editor had gone to lunch. I waited for him till I got so hungry my self that I thought I would fall apart. “When he came he had about nine teen men to talk to all at once for an hour or so; then he let me in and I told him what the trouble was. He didn’t re member any such story in the paper as I spoke about it, but would find out about it and see what reporter handed it in. Meantime he would advise me to write out a statement of my side of the case and leave it there. He would in vestigate the matter when the reporters got in in the evening. “I went to a long table and wrote most all the afternoon on a piece which was not so scathing when I got through with it as I thought it was going to be, so I tore it up. Then I wrote another one It was quite bitter, but not so bitter as Lwiahed it had been. It had tame places in it where it seemed to all flatten out and fail to get there. I never suffered mentally so much in my life, and now and then when I wiped my brow on the tail of my linen coat I could see that the city editor seemed to enjoy it. By dusk I had completed an article that was carefully written, and yet I did not expect that it would be copied very much. It was inclined to be ornate in its system, and still there were words in it like ‘eggregious,’ for instance, that I didn’t feel sure I had spelled right. It was now night, and I went home, leaving my article for the morning paper and feeling proud that I was getting mixed up with literature. “My wife was anxious to find out if I had anybody’s gore on my hands be fore I went in to dinner, but I convinced her that my heart was still pure and guiltless, but that I had written a piece for the paper that would stir up the town in the morning. “That night I didn’t sleep much, and in the morning I got up early and waited around the comer for a paper. I looked it through hurriedly, but didn’t find my piece. Most everything else was there but that, however. It was crowded out! Probably the mush-and- milk-sociable editor had a piece that he wanted to run in in place of it, and ow ing to his influence he had succeeded, I was greatly irritated. I had lost one day from my business, but I decided to go down to the office again and see what the matter was. “This time I got to the city editor at once, but it was another man. The city editor I had seen the day before had gone to Coney Island, so I had to go through the same thing all over again He thought I had better write a state ment that would show my side of the case, and then he would ask the re porters who it was that had handed in the story and we would have it rectified some way. “He was a very pleasant man, but told him I had spent the day before writing a red-hot rebuke which had not been printed, and I could not give my whole time to journalism. I told him that I was in the ice cream business and that I had been attacked by the paper and wanted to be set right, but couldn’t come down there every day and take the brunt of editing that pa per, especially when my stuff didn’t get printed. “But he said if I would write another statement he would promise that it would not be overlooked, and said that as I was cooler now I would no doubt write a better piece. So I was fool enough to write another flapdoodle card for the paper. It took me till 12:30, and as near as I can remember simply proved over my own signature that I was an ice-cream man who aspired to be a large straw-colored jackass. When I took it in to the city editor he asked me if I had the slip cut from the paper to which I had referred. I produced it. He looked it over a moment, and then he said: I am sorry that you have been here for two days and sprained your thinker over this matter, and absorbed your time preparing an exhaustive ar tide for our paper in your defense, for this slip was cut out of some other pa per. I don’t know what paper it is, but we haven’t got any such type as that in our office.’ “He then stated that he would not detain me any longer, and I don’t be lieve lie could if he had wanted to. I went down the stairs rather than meet the elevator boy again, and soon found myself on the street. I bought my wife a new dress on the -way home, and told her I had thought better of my assassi nation scheme on her account. “That was ten years ago,” said the old man, as he arose to go, “and al though I have not always done right, I can truly say that the gore of no news paper man is on my hands.” The Attack on Mr. Davis. Augusta Chronicle. Col. R. Barnwell Ehett, of South Carolina, for many years editor of the Mercury, and for a time editor of the New Orleans Picayune, has an article in the Century that will stir up a hor nets’ nest. In his paper on “the Con federate Government of Montgomery,” he states that the failure of the South was not due to the superior numbers of the Northern soldiers—a common belief which, the writer says, “may be an agreeable sop to Southern pride”— but to the mismanagement of “third rate and incompetent men.” Colonel Rliett says that his father regarded Mr. Davis as an “accomplished man, but egotistical, arrogant and vindictive, without depth or statesmanship.” As illustrating the incompetency of Mr. Davis, Mr. Rhett states: That early in 1801 an offer was made by a responsible shipping house of Liv erpool to furnish the Confederacy with ten first-class East Indiamen, suitably armed, at $19,000,000 or 40,000 bales of cotton. They would have kept open the Southern ports, which was of vast ly greater importance to the rebel cause than destroying the commercial marine of the North, but the offer was at once rejected by Mr. Davis. Again, when early in 1861 an agent was sent to England to purchase arms for the Con federate soldiers, he was authorized to purchase simply 10,000 Enfield rifles, to arm 250,000 men. As another illustra tion of the unfitness of Davis, the story is told of Mr. Yancey’s trip to Europe to secure recognition for the Confeder acy. If he had been allowed to nego tiate commercial treaties advantageous to England and France he would have been much more likely to have secured the desired recognition. But the prop osition to this effect was defeated by Mr. Davis’ influence, and Mr. Yancey, as he afterward expressed it, went on a fool’s errand. Col. Rhett says tfiat within six weeks after Mr. Davis’ election as President of the Confederacy, the Provisional Con gress found that they had made a mis take, and that there was danger of se rious divisions, which would paralyze the Confederate Government. “To avoid this and to confer all power on the President, they resorted to secret session.” Col. Rhett intimates that these mis takes of the ex-President would have been shown up before, except for his arrest and imprisonment, which made him a martyr and silenced the voice of impartial criticism in the South. Colo nel Rhett is mistaken if he thinks the time has arrived, or will ever arrive in the South, when the character and con duct of ex-President Davis will be con sidered proper subjects for adverse criticism. Another generation than the present may review with complacency the mistakes of ex-President Davis, but to the eternal honor of the Southern people Mr. Davis stands to-day en shrined in their hearts as the grandest l living representative of the Confeder ate cause. Whatever may have been his faults, whatever may have been the causes that produced defeat and disas ter, the Southern people will never ac cept or indorse Col. Rhett’s criticism of ex-President Davis. R. D. COLE MANUFACTURING CO., NEWNAN, GEORGIA. Where They Were Born. San Francisco Chronicle. Some time after the war Gen. Crit tenden met three ex-Confederate offi cers at dinner, and they became very friendly. “Major,” said Gen. Crittenden to one of them, “where were you born ?” “Well,” said the Major, getting a lit tle red, “I was born, sir, in Nantucket, Mass., but you see I lived ten years in the South, and I married a Southern la ds', and, as all my interests were in the South, of course I fought for them.” “And where were you born?” he asked the second. “Well, sir, I was bom in Nantucket, Mass., but I’d lived in the South twen ty years, and of course ” “I see,” said the General, turning to the third, “Colonel, w'here were you born?” “I was born in Nantucket, Mass., too, but I’d been thirty years in the South, and ” “That’s curious, isn’t it ?” “Tell me, General,” said one of them, “where were you born ?” “Well, I was born in Huntsville, Ala., but I lived in the North many years, and I fought for the Union.” Then they all drank around. 2?aiIroa5 Scfyebules. ATLANTA & WEST POINT rTr 'WV.Wv'W'WA'VL v July 24th, 1887. Up Day Passenger Train—East. Leave Selma 5 20 a m Leave Montgomery 7 52 a m Grantville 11 45 a m Puckett’s 11 57 a no Newnan 12 08 pm Palmetto 12 32 pm Arrive at Atlanta 1 25 p m Down Day Passenger Train—West. Leave Atlanta 120pm " Palmetto 2 20 pm Newnan 2 17 pm Puckett’s 3 02pm Grantville 3 13 pm Arrive at Montgomery 7 15 p m Arrive Selma 10 CO p in Up Night Passenger Train—East- Leave Selma 3 30pm Leave Montgomery 8 15 pm Grantville 3 ]3 a m Puckett’s 3 37 am Newnan 3 55 am Palmetto 4 45 am Arrive at Atlanta 6 10 a m Down Night Passenger Train—West. Leave Atlanta 10 00 p m " Palmetto 1126pm Newnan 12 08 am Puckett’s . 12 32 a m Grantville .• 12 50 a ro Arrive at Montgomery 7 05am Arrive at Selma 1147am Accomaiodation Train (daily*—East Leave LaGrange 315am Arrive Grantville 7 02 a “ Puckett’s 7 20am “ Newnau 7 33am “ Powell’s .7 52 a m “ Palmetto 8 10 a m “ Atlanta 915am Accommodation Train (daily)—West. Leave Atlanta 4 55pm Arrive Palmetto 6 09 p m ** Powell’s 6 27 p m ‘ Newnan 6 42pm ‘ Puckett’s.. 7 00pm 1 Grantville 7 13 p m 4 LaGrange 8 00pm Columbus and Atlanta Express, (daily) going south. Leave Atlanta 6 50 a m Arrive at Newnan xOOam LaGrange 8 55 a m Opelika 9 58am Columbu3 11 07 a in Montgomery 1210 am Selma. 4 08pm going north. Leave Selma 1014 a m Montgomery 12 30 p m Columbus 1 25 p m T.aUrange 3:41pm Newnan 4 30pm Arrive at Atlanta 5 45 p m CHAS. H. CROMWELL, Cecil Gabbett, || Gen’l Pass. Agent. Gen’l Manager. STEAM ENGINES. WE HAVE OX HAND SOME SPECIAL BARGAINS IN STEAM ENGINES. NERY OUTFITS, WHICH WILL REPAY PROMPT INQUIRIES. A VERY LARGE STOCK OF DOORS, SASH AND BLINDS ON HAND AT LOW PRICES. ALSO, SPECIAL G1X- R. D. COLE MANUFACTURING CO., NEWNAN, Ga SHOW-CASES D. H. DOUGHERTY & CO., DESKS OFFICE & BASK FIIMTIRE & FIXTURES. Ask for Illustrated Pamphlet. TERRY SHOW CASE CO., Uaskille, Tcrni. 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Our lace and Swiss Embroideries are superb. We art 1 lower than ever, owing to “CUT RATES.” A big job in Ladies’ White Dressing Sacks, beautiful styles, formerly sold at $2 to $5, and we are closing them at $1 far choice. We beat the State on handsome Ruchings. Elegant lines of novelties in Handkerchiefs. SHOES. We have had to add two more men to our Shoe De partment, which shows for itself how our trade runs. We ant- sell and undersell everybody on Shoes, and are prepared It prove what we say. Shoes for everybody and lower than body. D. H. DOUGHERTY & CO ATLANTA, GA. ENGINES FOR GINNING. Most economical and durable. Cheapest In he market, quality considered. The CELE- 1RATKD FABQUHAR SAW MILLS and ENGINES and STANDARD IMPLEMENTS GENERALLY. Send for catalogue. A. B. KAKOPHAR, Pennsylvania Agricultural Works, York, Pa. Msanndatkaaawlth ovtpaia. Booh of par, tlealan sank PBtKK. B. M.VOOUJT. M.n NEW ADVERTISEMENTS. 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