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Newnan, Ga., Friday, October 7tn, 1887.
LOST.
Only an Emigrant Who Had Wandered
» from Camp.
M. Quad in the Detroit Free Press.
While yet two miles away we saw
the vultures hovering over the spot,
Hying low and in narrow circles—anx
ious to begin their feast, but evidently
frightened at our approach.
“A dead body—buffalo, deer or per
haps a horse,” said the hunter-guide as
each man involuntarily drew rein.
The crew of a ship that sails the
boundless ocean catch eagerly at float
ing spar or wreckage. On the great
plains of the West one catches as ea
gerly at sight of a wounded horse drag
ging himself along—at the trail left by
a wagon—at the gathering of the vul
tures. In each incident is a mystery—
something to increase the awe which
constantly burdens him—something to
further increase the anxiety which he
can never shake off.
Start at the line of Dakota and the
Dominion of Canada and you can find
a stretch of plain extending south to
i lie s mtliern limits of New Mexico-
one thousand miles.
A thousand miles of broken ground,
interspersed with mountain ranges—
cut through by rivers—relieved once in
a while by a spot of prairie which God
seems to have planted there to prevent
;iie horrible monotony from driving
men crazy.
Hide over the prairies and the odor of
one hundred different flowers fill your
nostrils. The fat hare leave their
forms begrudgingly. The bee and the
humming-bird fly with you. There is a
carpet, of rich, sweet grass which dead
ens the sound of every hoof-heat. The
influence is peaceful.
Hide over the plains and the sight of
the sage-brush and mongrel cacti irri
tate and annoy. The rattlesnake crawls
leisurely out of your path, or coils him
self in a vicious way ipul holds the
ioad. Every hoof-beat sends out an
echo. In its mighty wrath nature up-
heaved the earth into swells and ridges.
Vou are ever shut in; you are looking
for the beyond. Each ridge is the same
-there is still another beyond it. You
may look for blossom or flower, or
gentle vine—hut the plains are accursed.
And as we come nearer, the vultures
cry out in their harsh voices and rise
higher, and the feeling of mystery
deepens. Not a word is spoken in the
hand. Each horse pricks up his egrs
and seems to feel the excitement. A
buffalo, wounded to dqath by bullet or
arrow, may have dragged itself into
rhis deserted land to die. Some horse,
abandoned by soldier or emigrant, may
have wandered about in his loneliness
until he reached this place of despair.
We shall soon know.
Ah ! here it is ! Lying on the broad
of his back on the stetjjg earth is the
corpse of a man. He has been dead for
a day. One hand fests beside him, the
other clutches a rifle. His hat lies a
few feet away, and the light breeze
toys with his black liair. In the centre
< >f the forehead is a great black spot,
looking all the blacker for the pallor
of his face, and in the centre of this
>pot js; & bullet-hole. We sit on our
horses in 3 .circle about the body for a
long minute, and then the guide drops
to the ground for a closer examination.
“Shot himself !” he whispers, after a
few seconds. “It is some emigrant who
wandered from the camp and got lost!”
Then everything rose before each
man as a vision. A dozen white-topped
wagons creeping across this horrible
country toward a pass in the Rockies.
The men and women and children must
have been appalled at the ruggedness
and sterility—at the loneliness—at the
awe which they could not shake,off.
Who can tell why this man separated
himself from his friends ? He may have
gone a little way in hopes of finding
game—gone ahead to look for water—
became half-crazed over the horrible
monotony and wandered away. Once
he was hidden from the wagons by
the earthly billows he was doomed,
lie looked about him in a startled way
as he realized that he was all alone,
and he could hear his own heart-heats.
He had come over that swell. No—
i >ver that. No, again—the sun was at
ids back as he left the wagons, and he
had walked us straight as an arrow, j
lie had but to climb the earthen billow i
i o see them again.
Aye ! his limbs tremble as he starts j
off, and there is a quiver to his lip j
which he cannot repress. He is right,
hut—! He breaks into a run up the
dope—he reaches t he crest and looks
around him.
No wagons!
Perhaps he can see them from the
next? He must have come further
than he thought for. With the pallor
of fear showing through the sunbrown
on his face he runs swiftly to the crest
of the next slope.
• No wagons!
“My God ! I am lost!”
Aye! lost—doomed! Fear has sent
him in the wrong direction. His
friends are not two miles away, but
they might as well be a hundred. The
lost never sit down to reflect or to seek
to pick up their own trail. They rush
from spot to spot or walk in circles—
hope filling their hearts at one moment
—blank despair the next.
Lost on the plains ! The sailor float
ing on a spar in mid-Atlantic may hope
for rescue; this man cannot hope. The
sailor has the sight of the ocean birds—
the knowledge that ships sail to and
fro from ever}' compass point. The
emigrant has the sight of rock and
bush and creeping reptiles. High
above him are vultures. Human be
ings wander here only when lost like
himself.
And he goes on and on, sometimes run
ning in wild affright, sometimes falling
to earth in his weariness. How many
j days ! God alone counted them. How
S many nights? God alone knows that.
! And such days ! Hope, despair, des
peration. Hungering, thirsting, hoping,
despairing—nature was pitiful when it
brought the night. And such nights !
The darkness increased its terror. Each
sound startled him into new terror.
The hours seemed ages. Nature was
pitiful when it brought another day.
****** *
And so it came to this: Tortured,
harrassed and suffering—giving up his
last hope of rescue—knowing that the
end must come, he shortened his hours
and found peace in death. It were
better thus.
Some Interesting Statistics.
Missouri Republican.
Few persons, perhaps) wko read the
frequently published reports of the
fiscal operations of the Government
give any consideration to the vastness
and significance of these operations.
We read of the hundreds of millions
of gold and silver in the Treasury at
Washington, but how few persons have
any intelligent idea of what is embrac
ed in the nine figures required to de
scribe the liabilities and assets of the
Government. It is only when the aurifer
ous contents of the Treasury vaults are
weighed and measured and placed by
the side of articles and commodities
that are daily handled by the masses
that an intelligent comprehension can
he obtained by the people of the finan
cial strength of the Treasury and the
great extent of the Government’s fiscal
operations.
By reference to the latest published
statement of the Treasury assets and
liabilities it will be seen that among the
assets was $281,090,417 in gold and
nearly $250,000,000 in silver, including
$34,000,000 of trade dollars and fraction
al coin. Taking up this $281,000,000 in
gold and placing it on scales I find that
the gold held by the Treasury weighed
518 tons, and if packed into ordinary
carts, one ton to each cart, it would
make a procession two miles long, al
lowing twenty feet space for the move
ment of each horse and cart. The
weighing of the silver produces much
more interesting results. Running
this over the scales I find its weight to
he 7,396 tons. Measuring it in carts, as
in the case of the gold, the silver now
held by the Treasury would require
the services of 7,506 horses and carts
to transport it, and would make a
procession over twenty-one miles in
length.
The surplus about which so much is
said in the daily newspapers amounts
to nearly $47,000,000, an increase of
nearly $5,000,000 since July 1. Count
ed as gold this surplus would weigh
864 tons. Counted as silver it would
weigh 1,385 tons. Each million of gold
adds 3,685 pounds to the surplus, and
each million of silver adds 58,930 pounds.
Applying cubic measurement to the
Treasury gold and silver and piling the
two metals on Pennsylvania avenue as
cord-wood is piled before delivery to
the purchaser, the gold would measure
37 cords and the silver 490 cords, and
would extend from the Treasury De
partment to the Pension Office in a
straight line, and forming a solid wall
eight feet high and four feet around.
Extending these calculations and
comparisons to the interest-bearing
debt, equally interesting results are ob
tained. The public debt reached the
highest point in August, 1865—just
twenty-two years ago—when it was
$2,8S1,530,295. The general reader will
better appreciate the vastness of this
sum when informed that it represents
70,156 tons of silver, which would make
a procession of carts that would extend
from Richmond, Va., to a point twelve
miles north of Philadelphia, the dis
tance it would thus cover being 266
miles. The interest-bearing debt is
now (not including the Pacific Railroad
bonds) $1,001,976,850, or more than half
of the total amount, and representing
40,737 tons of silver dollars, which
would extend 154 miles if packed in
carts containing one ton each.
Reducing these figures to a basis where
they may be intelligently compre
hended, and that the rapidity with
which the Government has reduced its
bonded debt may he fully realized by
the general reader, I find that the re
duction has been at the average rate of
$62,706,675 each year, $5,525,521 each
.month, $174,186 each day, $7,25S each
hour, and $120.47 for every minnte of
the entire 22 years.
Pursuing the calculation to the
smallest divisible space of time, the
bonded debt of the United States has
been decreased at the rate of $2.07 for
every second, or for every swing of the
pendulum, for the entire period from
August 31,1865, to July 31, 1887.
This is an exhibition of recuperation
and material progress that is without
parallel in the world’s history.
▲ Night at Maginnis’s.
San Francisco Examiner.
Deputy Coroner Johnson was sworn
and deposed:
“Last night, about 11 o’clock, your
honor, I was standing in the door of
the Morgue when a man came through
Dunbar alley. He was bareheaded, his
nose was bleeding, and he was all cov
ered with sawdust.
‘“Hello?’ I said, ‘you’re in pretty
bad luck. What’s the matter with
you ?’
“ ‘Oh, nothin’,’ he said, T’ve just been
over to Maginnis’s.’
“About three minutes later another
man came into the alley limping badly.
One of his eyes was swollen dreadfully
and his cheek was bloody.
“‘Well,’ I asked, ‘what policeman
Clubbed you ?’ •
“ ‘No policeman, young feller,’ he
answered, ‘I’ve just been over to Ma
ginnis’s.’
“A third man appeared pretty soon,
looking like a total wreck. Somebody
had stepped.on the fingers of his left
hand. They were all broken and dang
ling like so many sausages.
“ ‘Ah,’ said I, ‘what’s happened to
you ?’
“ ‘"Not much in particular. I’ve just
been over to Maginnis’s.’
“ ‘I went inside, your honor, and
presently I perceived a face peering
through the window of the Morgue
from the outside. It was the worst
bunged-up face I ever saw. The fore
head was skinned and gory, the eyes
were mere lines on mounds of discolor
ed flesh, and the lips were like two
slices of cantaloupe. All his front
teeth were knocked out and blood was
dripping down from his shirt front.
“Well,’ I said going to the door,
‘what do you want, my friend ?’
“ ‘I’m looking for the Receiving Hos
pital.’
‘“Been oyer to Maginnis’s?’ I in
quired.
“‘Magginnis’s he dashed,’ said he;
“I’m Magginnis himself.’
“Yes,” affirmed Mr. bolmston. “I
recognize the prisoners in the dock as
the four men. I presume the gentle
men met later and resumed the dis
cussion.”
Decision reserved.
dren of all ages a few of them raw, as
soon as they are fit to be eaten; do not
miss treating them with a mess of raw
onions three or four times a week.
When they get too large, or too strong
to be eaten raw, then boil or roast
them. During unhealthy seasons,
when diphtheria and like contagious
diseases prevail, onions ought to he
eaten in the spring of the year at least
once a week. Onions are invigorating
and prophylactic beyond description.
Further, I challenge the medical fra
ternity, or any mother, to point out a
place where children have died from
diphtheria or scarlatina anginosa, etc.,
where onions were freely used.”
The baby lias its preferences as well
as anybody, and the taste of Dr. Bull’s
Cough Syrup renders it acceptable to
every infant. Price 25 cents a bottle.
I have been an annual sufferer from
Hay Fever for 40 years, it recurring
about August 20th each year, For sev
eral summers I have usetl Ely’s Cream
Balm with excellent results. * 1 am free
from any Asthmatic symptoms. I hope
many sufferers will be induced to try the
remedy. GEORGE EARP, Baltimore,
Maryland.
I have been afflicted with Hay Fever
from early in August until frost. My
eyes would run a stream of water and I
sneezed continually. I was advised to
use Ely’s Cream Balm. It has worked
like a charm and I can sav I am entire
ly cured. Mrs. EMELINE JOHN
SON, Chester, Connecticut.
Why Should a Man Die?
New York Tribune.
In the latter part of February last
Joseph Mann, of Broad Brook, Conn.,
was accidentally shot through the left
lung with a pistol ball, the ball coming
out at the back. His life was despaired
of and the family had gathered to see
him die. R. C. Hannon, a “Christian
scientist” from Boston, was called to
attend the wounded man. The mo
ment he entered the room Mann began
to show signs of recuperation, and in • a
few days he was completely recovered.
He is now studying the Christian
science art of healing. Mr. Hannon,
who is a young man, says that he was
cured of cancer and Bright’s disease
“all at one swoop” by Mrs. Mary' Bar
ker G. Eddy, the founder of the Chris
tian Scientist School in Boston. He
says of his teaching:
“We have reduced the matter to a
science and apply it to every-day life.
We do not teach how to die, but how
to live. That is far better, isn’t it ? To
know that you shall not die, that you
have not to suffer unless you choose,
that you need not lose your ‘children
and dear ones—isn’t, all this prefera
ble to the present reign of the worldly
idea ?”
He bases his idea of living forever
and without disease on the Scriptures,
that while “in Adam we all die, so in
Christ we are all made alive,” and con
tends that the Christian scientists are
now living under the revelation of St.
John the Divine, xii., 1: “And a great
sign was seen in heaven, a woman ar
rayed with the sun and the moon under
her feet, and upon her head a crown of
twelve stars.” The Christian science
peeling has nothing to do with mind
cure or faith cure,
In broken limb cased Mr. Hannon
usually calls a surgeon to reduce its
fracture, but this he does not because
it is necessary, but to “ease the pa
tient’s mind. We are hound down so
by old beliefs that we cannot escape
the conclusion that something must be
gone through with,” although he has
“studied” a broken limb to recovery
without a setting. The excitement
which Mr. Hannon’s cures have pro
duced in Hartford county is very great,
and tracts and books on the subject of
healing by believing are in great de
mand. Patients learn the science so as
to cure themselves.
GEORGIA STATE FAIR,
October 24th to 30th,
—AT—
Macon, Georgia.
Most Liberal Premium List Ever
fered by Any State Fair in the
United States !
Of-
Special Features Every Day!
Wednesday, October 26th,
—WILL BE—
Confederate Veterans’ Day.
On that, day there will he the last
grand review of all surviving ex-Con-
tederate Soldiers by
Ex-President Jefferson Davis.
On this occasion there will also he
present most of the
Living Confederate Generals.
There are hut four surviving mem
bers of
Mr. Davis’ Cabinet.
They are Messrs. Reagan, Watts,
Davis and Meminger. It is feared the
latter’s illness will prevent his attend
ance; hut it is assured the other three
will be there.
The entries of all kinds of exhibits
Exceed all Other Fairs.
A close comparison of the premium
lists of all the other State Fairs shows
that the Georgia State Fair’s Premium
List is
Larger and More Liberal
Than any offered in the United States.
NO, THANKS!
I don’t want the earth! I
shall be satisfied with a reasona
ble fragment of it! Some men
would probably gobble the entire
globe if they had a chance; but
I am no hog! All that I want
is a fair share of the public pat
ronage ; and if, after comparing
my goods and prices with those
of other enterprising merchants,
the average wayfarer does not
yield me the palm for selectness,
quality, cheapness and general superiority, why then I will call
in my friends, divide out my goods and chattels and retire from
the field. In these piping times it is useless to try to do bus
iness unless you have money, experience and gall sufficient to
sustain you in competition with the. Ishmaelites of the mer
cantile profession. Recognizing the importance of these val
uable aids to success, I Hatter myself that I am fairly well
equipped for the fray, and bid defiance to all competitors.
Now, do not be misled by these desultory remarks. I would
not have you believe that I am one of the Vanderbilt heirs, or
that I have a resident buyer in New York, or that I have been
in business since before the war, or that I expect to run an
auction house. Neither assumption would he just to me, nor
to the veracious medium through which this announcement
will find its way to the public. I simply mean that I have a
large and well-assorted stock of CLOTHING, DRV GOODS,
GROCERIES, etc., and am selling them at prices that will
bring tears to the eyes of my esteemed competitors when they
find it out. But I can’t help their embarrassment. If they
oversleep themselves and allow me to get the drop on ’em in
the matter of mercantile bargains, it is not my lookout. I
sometimes find it necessary to sit up at night in order to do
this, but it is one of the hardships of the trade that must be
occasionally endured. Indeed, I frequently toss upon my
sleepless pillow for hours at a time, devising schemes whereby
I can best serve my customers with the choicest there is in the
land, and at prices that they will be forced to esteem as bless
ings in disguise.
My stock of Clothing, Gents’ Furnishing Goods, Shoes,
Hats, Dry Goods, etc., is fastidiously select, and will bear close
comparison with any similar lines kept here or elsewhere.
My stock Of Groceries comprises everything needed in the
way of eatables, and is always large enough to supply the de
mand—whether for cash or on time.
Horse Racing.
Medical Virtues of Onions.
A mother writes: “Once a week inva
riably, and it was generally when we had
cold meat minced, I gave the children
a dinner which was hailed with delight
and looked forward to; this was a dish
of boiled onions. The little things
knew not that they were taking the
best medicine for expelling what most
children suffer from—worms. Mine
were kept free by this remedy alone.
Not only boiled onions for dinner, but
chives also were they encouraged to
eat with their bread and butter, and
for this purpose they had tufts of
chives in their little gardens. It was a
medical man who taught me to eat
boiled onions as a specific for cold in
the chest. -He did not know at the
time, till I told him, that they were
good for anything else.”
The above appeared in the Lancaster
(Penn.) New Era, and having fallen un
der the eye of an experienced physi
cian of that county, he writes as fol
lows:
“The above ought to be published in
letters of gold and hung up beside the
table, so that the children could read
it and remind their parents that no
family ought to be without onions the
whole year round. Plant old onions
in the foil, and they will come np at
least three weeks earlier in the spring
than by spring planting. Give chU-
The State Fair Race Track has no
equal in the South. It is a full-mile track.
It is an old well-beaten Track; and
the city of Macon, at great expense,
is having it now put in the best possible
racing condition. There are more
and better horses entered to-day than
there have been at any two State Fairs
heretofore. The premiums are large and
the best stock of the South, including
KENTUCKY and TENNESSEE, will
be pn the course.
Lowest Railroad Rates.
The Railroads have put the rates
within 150 miles of Macoil at ONE
CENT a mile, and for distances further
than that, within the State, at $3 for the
round trip. These are the MOST LIB
ERAL RATES EVER OFFERED in
the South. Special low railroad rates
will be given to all without the State.
Accommodations.
A committee of citizens of Macon has
been appointed to provide ample ac
commodations for all visitors. There
will be no difficulty in entertaining
Fifty Thousand Strangers.
For all further information on any
subject, address
E. C. GRIER, Secretary,
Macon, Georgia, j
YOUNG MAN, IF I CAN
Catch your eye, I would like to
call your attention to my large
and varied assortment of Gents’
Furnishing Goods, Shirts, Col
lars, Cuffs, Hosiery, Underwear,
Neckwear, Handkerchiefs, etc.
I keep the latest, nobbiest styles
and make a specialty of all goods
in this department.
The celebrated “Pearl Shirt”
is one of my most popular lead
ers. Made to order, if desired.
I keep also a complete line of samples, including the-finest
Cassimeres, Cloths, etc. Will take your measure and insure
as good a fit and in as late and fashionable style as can be se
cured from any tailor in the country, and at half the cost.
I. P. BRADLEY.
Next door to Newnan National Bank, Newnan, Ga..
FURNITURE!
A. P. JONES.
J. E. TOOLE.
JONES & TOOLE,
CARRIAGE BUILDERS
AXD DEALERS IX
HARDWARE,
LaGRANGE, ga.
Manufacture all kinds of
Carriages, Buggies, Carts and
Wagons. Repairing neatly
and promptly done at reason
able prices. We sell the Peer
less Engine and Machinery.
DR. THOMAS J. JONES.
i his services to the people
Newnan and vicinity. Offlce on Depot
street. R- H. Barnes’ old jewelry office. Res
idence on Depot street, third building east of
A. *W. P» depot.
I buy and sell more FURNITURE than all the dealers in
Atlanta combined. I operate fifteen large establishments. I
buy the entire output of factories; therefore I can sell you
cheaper than small dealers. Read some of my prices:
A Nice Plush Parlor Suit, $35.00.
A Strong Hotel Suit, $15.00.
A Good Bed Lounge, $10.00.
A Good Single Lounge, $5.00.
A Good Cotton-Top Mattress, $2.00.
A Good Strong Bedstead, $1.50.
A Nice Rattan Rocker, $2.50.
A Nice Leather Rocker, $5.00.
A Strong Walnut Hat Rack, $7.00.
A Nice Wardrobe, $10.00.
A Fine Glass Door Wardrobe, $30.00.
A Fine Book Case, $20.00.
A Good Office Desk, $10.00.
A Fine Silk Plush Parlor Suit, $50.00.
A Fine Walnut 10-Piece Suit, $50.00.
A Nice French Dresser Suit, $25.00.
I respectfully invite everybody to examine my stock and get
my prices before buying your Furniture. I have the finest as
well as the cheapest Furniture in Atlanta. Write for prices.
A. G. RHODES,
85 Whitehall St., Atlanta, Ga.
JOHN w. HUGHES.
FRED B. LAW.
HUGHES & LAW,
HATTERS
AND
GENTS’ FURNISHERS!
VALISES, UMBRELLAS, ETC.
PEACHTREE STREET, - - - ATLANTA, GA.
