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jOHM W. UADDOX,
ATTORNEY A1 LRW
BUMMEIVILLE, - - GEORGIA,
Will practice in the Superior, Coun
ty, and District Courts.
W, M Henry,
Attorney at Law,
Summerville, - - * - Georgia.
tKTILL practice In the Rome and adjoining Clt
fY colts. Collections a specialty.
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Attorney at Law,
LaFayette, - - - Georgia.
WILL practlc. in the SapcrlorConru.of Romi
Circuit. Elsewhere by specie I agreement. Col
.cUons a specialty. (Ofiicc up stairs of Dickson’"
tore.)
H. F. Lumpkin
Attorney at Law,
LaFayette, - - Georgia.
WILL give prompt attention to all business
entrusted to him.
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Attorney at Law,
LaFayette, - - - - Georgia.
Will practice in the Superior Courts
of the Koiw and adjoining circuits and
in the Supreme Court of Georgia Of
fice on east side of square in building
with Dr. J. llill Hammond.
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Physician anti Surgeon,
Offioc in LaFayette on the east fide
of the square, immediately south of the
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hears, day and night when not profes
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DR. J. S. RHEA,
RESIDENT DENTIST.
Rikngoold, - - Georgia.
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Walker County Messenger.
VOL. VII.
THE MESSENGER.
LA FAYETTE, - - - GEORGIA
SUBSCKIITION !
One Tear - - - * >1 00
Six Mouths - 00 Cents.
Thtee Mouths - - -25 Cents.
The Husband’s Opportunity.
It in doubtful whether the male
head of a family often appreciates
the opportunity he has for diffus
ing sunshine at home, or compre
hends how much of gloom he can
bring with him in a troubled face
and moody temper Jrom the office
or the street. The house mother is
within four walls from morning til!
dinner time, with few exceptions,
and must bear the worriments of
fretful children, inefficient servants,
weak nerves and unexpected cal
lers. And she must do this day
after day, with monotonous regu
larity. Tha husdand goes out
from the petty details of home
care. He meets friends. He feels
the excitement ol business compe
tition. He has the bracing influ
ence cf the outdoor walk or ride.
I£ he will come home cheerful and
buoyant, his presence is like a re
freshing breeze. He has it in bis
power to brighten the household
life, and add to the general happi
ness in away that no man hes tt e
right to forget or neglect.—[Out
ing. _
A DVICK TO MOTHERS'
Are you disturbed at night and of
your rest by a sick child suffering
and crying with pain of cutting teetb7
If so, send at once and get a fcottle
of Mrs, Winslow’s Soothing Syrup
For Children Teething Its value
is incalculable. It will relieve the
poor little sufferer immediately
Depend upon it, mothers, there is
do mistake about it. It cures dys
entery and diarrhoea, regulates the
tomach and bowels, cures wind col
ic,softens the gums, reduces inflam
mation, and gives tone and energy
to the whole system. Mrs. Win.
slow’s Soothing Syrup For Chil
dren Teething is pleasant to the taßte
and is the prescription of one of the
oidost and best femai physicians
and nurses in the United States, and
s for sail by all druspsts through
out the world. Pri 25 cents a
bottle.
Josh Billings: Tha dinner-horn
iz the oldest and most sakred horn
thare iz. It iz set tew mmick and
plays ‘Home, Sweet Home,’ about
noon. It baz bin listened two.
with more raptuous delite than
ever any band haz. Yu kan hear
it further than yu kan one ov Rod
man’s guns, It will arrest a man
and bring him in quicker than a
Sheriff’s warrant. It kan out-took
enny other noise. It kauses the
deaf tew hear and the dum lew
shout for joy. Glorious old inst u
mentl long may yure lungs lasi!
When Dean Richmond was con
nected with a promihent railroad
a young man presented himself be
fore him and requested a pass.
‘Upon what grounds do you want
the pass?’ said Mr. Richmond.
'Because I don’t want to pay any
fare,’ replied the young man.
Said Mr. Richmond, ‘yon shall
have it for yoar truthfulness,’ and
turning to Hie secretary he said:
‘Give this young man a pass. He
is the first applicant that has told
me the truth for ages.’
A man in Louisiana has a horn
ed horse. The aDimal is in all res
pects, a well-formed two-year-old
colt, without the slightest peculiar
ity with the exception of his horns,
which are about fifteen inches long,
protruding from either side of bis
forehead about two inches above
the eyes, and curving back beauti
fully like a Rocky Mountain goat.
It is to be sold to a showman.
Jesse Powell, a breaicmnn. living
in Nashville, Todd., dremt that his
train was about to collide and
jumped from what he supposed to
be it. He was found on the side
walk next morning with neck and
legs broken and otherwise injur’d.
He bedjumped from a two-story
window.
I Chester White pigs have increas
ed ip price in the last two years,
luxe the Messenger.
LAFAYETTE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 25, 1883.
A BOY HU SHARI) MISSINU.
His Aged Wife Lett Heart Broken and
Fenullcss.
A woman nbout CO yenrs of age
—Mrs. Amelia Bodner, of No. 119
Division street —entered Inspector
By rues’office yesterday, and beg
ged him to find her husband, Mar
cus Bodner, aged 19 years. He had
left her on Thursday, and she had
not since seen anything of him.
She appeared almost broken-heart
ed, fearing that he had been either
abducted or murdered.
“I eui a native of Grieboro, Ga
licia.” she said, “and so is my hus
band. About a year ago I lost my
first husband, and soon after ffiit
Marcus Bodner. He was accUbtom.
ed, after a time, to come to me with
all hie troubles, and I used to do
what I could to aid him in them.
One day about six months ago, he
being then about 181 years old, he
camo to me in tears and said he
had been ordered to prepare him
self for military life, and he would
rather die than enter the service.
Alter some consultation I sugges
ted that he should leave the coun
try, and I would furnisii him with
the money for his journey. Then
be declared his love for me, and
told me that he never could leave
Gulicia without me. For a long
time I hesitated to ask what I had
so long desired, but I finally con
sented to fly with him if he would
become my husband - He readily
consented, and just before leaving
for America we were quietly unit' d
in marriage.
THE CONFIDENCE OF WOMAN.
“I had previously disposed of all
of my property, amounting to sev
eral thousand dollars, and placed
8800 in cash and a quantity of jew
elry in the hands of my husband
for safe keeping. We sailed for
America about three months ago
and arriving in New York, I bought
ou* a barber shop and set Murcy
up in business. The remainder of
my money I placed in my hus
band’s care until I ibculd need it,
and instrucled him to deposit it in
the Citizens’ Savings Bank, which
he did. We lived very happily to
gether, and I grew to love my hus
band as my life. Bu siness was not
very goou, however, but my hus
band’s affection or mins never wa
vered in the least.
“We had been living together
three months when last Thursday
morning, about 5 o’clock, I was
awaKened by some one calling my
husband. He went to the door and
came bsck, saying that Pincus
Spanier, his cou In, had come for
him at the request of Mr. Klein, a
tailor at No. 77 Suffolk street, say
iog that he was sick and needed atr
tention. Marcy dressed, kissed me
good-by, and, saying that be would
return soon, went out with Spanier.
Tbat was the last 1 have since seen
of my husband. During the day I
became worried about him, and
went to Klein’B to inquire where he
was.
PENNILESS AND WIIIIOUT A FRIEND.
“On returning home I found aU
the jewels belonging to me except
ing what I wore gone, and on go
ing to the bank I ascertained that
my husband had drawn out all but
830 of the money deposited there.
I took that out and have spent the
wbole’of it in lawyer's fees. Now
1 am absolutely penniless, and
have not a friend in the world to
whom I CBn go for assistance.”—
New York World, Oct. \th.
The Thrill of Victory,
‘I was just 13 yoars old the day
I first put up money on a horse
race,’ said a portly man, with a
conspicuous brown beard streaked
with gray, as he flicked a flv from
the side of the horse he was driv
ing along the road, ‘and the
amount was thirteen cents. It was
thirty years ago. I was living in
the back woods of Ohio, in a little
village culled Van Wert. A pleas
ant road ran through it east and
west along a low ridge. To me the
road and the ridge terminated at
another village called Deiphos.
twelve miles cast. The Toledo
and Cincinnati Canal ran through
Deiphos. Among other good faims
along the line of the road was one
i ty-long'ng to an uncle of mine,
i named Juke Parmly. One day in
summer, after school was out, he
said to my father: ‘Let the boy
spend his vacation with me on the
farm. I’ll fetch him back with
some color in his fac9 anu the ap
petite of an elm-peeler hog.’ I
looked at my father with my heart
in my throut until he assented. 1
was a slender boy, just tho one to
learn to ride a race horse, my un
cle said. I had often visited my
uncle’s farm, but it was only for a
few hours at » time, and I had
scarcely been astride of a horse be
fore that day.
‘After I’d been there quite a
while, I heard him ask.bis wile one
morning if he should trust mo to
break a colt. Ten minutes later I
was seated on thut celt, stroking its
mane before the kitiheu door and
yelling like a wild Indian. ‘You’ll
do,’ said my uncle as he oame out.
l\i been around that colt when lie
didn’t know it. The next day was
my birthday. Uncle Jake said he
would go to Deiphos. In tho af
ternoon there was to be a horse
race on the towpath of the canal.
We would drop around and see
that, too, so that I might see what
it was like. 1 remember the scene
when I reached the spot ns though
I saw it yesterday.’
BEATING THE WINNER.
‘The two horses were soon
brought out. One was a broad
chested, iron-gray mare, with a
flowing tail and inane. Her com
petitor was a roan gelding, rather
I'ghter, and to my eye as awkward
as a cow. The roan had the inside
track, and took the lead from tho
start. There was a tremendous
cheering as lie came under the
pole three lengths ahead. I was
excited I had a prejudice against
the roan. Twitching my uncle’s
arm I said: ‘Our Bill there can
beat tbat gelding, can’t he?’ He
looked at me and grinned, and
then turned away. Tho owner of
the roan, excited by his yictory
and by liquor, was prancing
around, shaking a handful of
money in the air, and offering to
bet SIOO to SSO that th 9 roan could
outrun anything in two counties
Uncle Juke brought out SSO as
sqob as ho could get to the other
fe low, and I unhitched Bill’s
truce chains. Bill was a clean
liuotd bay, with powers for run
ning which must have been plain
to a horseman, but the owner of
the roan couldn’t see it. As I was
getting the bridle bit into Bill s
mouth,the roan's jockey came along
and said: ‘Say, country, want ter
bet any thing on ycr cr-wbait?' I
wanted to fight, but I fished out
all the money I had, thirteen cents.
‘Humph; I’ll go yer twenty-five
conts agin it,’ said the boy oa the
roan. After a canter along the
towpath to waim Bill up, we were
ready, and away we went for the
starter. We got off on the second
trial. My heart leaped up and
then stopped heating almost, as I
heard the word, but I leaned over
and whispered to Bill, and the eni
mal just laid down to his work.
Tte wind cut by my face like a
gale. I could feel that my hair
stood straight out behind my head.
I could see the long,dusty towpath
ahead, aud the sparkling water at
the left, and between me and it a
shadow that roue and fell regular
ly and as rapidly as the motion of
my own horse. Neck and neck
wc reached the betid in the canal,
and I was on tho oUtsido track.
There the roar of tho crowd began
to swell above the clippity cut ol
the flying feet beneath us. I lean
ed over to speak to Bill again, but
I couldn’t say a word. I could
only stroke and pat his neck. He
answered it iuttantly. Then the
tsars came to my eyes, for I could
see we were forging ahead. The
crowd around the stand saw it, too,
and threw their bats ilfto the air,
and swung their arms, and leaped,
and danced, and shouted them
selves hoarse.”
Tho old horseman stopped talk
ing fftr a while, and, after drawing
his hands across his sac«, stared
ahead over the animal he was driv
ing - ’I have seen hundreds of
races since, but I sigh in vain for
the thrill of delight that my first
race gave me.’— [lew Yorkkun.
Waiver notes lor sale.
Waiting'For The Grist.
‘lt is s range,’ paid a gentleman
who sat next to me in u oar, and
with whom I had struck up quite
an acquaintance, ‘what an influ
ence a look, n word, nr the little act
of a perfect stranger,will sometimes
have upon a person.’
‘Yes,’said I,‘more than nnv of
ne can realize.’
‘lt wae the simple act of a stran
ger that changod lho whole course
ol my life.’
.Indeed! how so?’
‘When I was » boy, my father
moved to tho then tar wost—before
the days of steam’ and no great
mills thundered on the river banks,
but occasionally there was a little
grist-mill by the side of some
stream, and hither, whenever the
water was up, the whole neighbor
hood flocked with their sacks of
coin. ‘First come, Hirst served.’
Sometimes we had to wait two or
three days for <*ur turn. I was
generally the person sent from our
house, for, wliila I was too small
to be of much account on the farm,
I was as good as a man to carry n
grist to the mi’l. So I wae not at
all supprsed or.e morning when my
father said:
‘Henry, you can get up Old Roan
and go to tho mill to-day.’
‘Sauuder’s mill was ten miles
away; but I had mnde the trip so
often that it did net seem far. I
believe one becomes more attached
to an old mill than to any other
building. I can see just bow it
looked as it stood thoro under the
sycamores, w<th its huge wheols
and clapboard sides.
‘When I arrived I found the
North Branch and R'cky Fork
folks there ahead of me,and I knew
there was no hope of getting home
that day; but, I was notutall sorry,
for my basket was well filled with
provisions, aud Mr. Saunders al
ways opaned his bain for us to
sleep in; so it was no unplensar t
time we had while waiting for our
grist. This time there was an adr
ditiou to the number that had beon
in tbo habit of gathering, from time
to time, in the old Saundor’s barn
—a young fellow about my ago, or
probably a little older, His neme
wae Charley Allen, and bis lather
had bought a farm on tho Bush
Creek road, He was sociable and
friendly, vet I instinctive fy felt that
ho had ‘more manners’ than the
rest of ns. The evenmg waß spent
as usual, in relating course jokes
and playing cards. Although I
was not aceustomod to such things
at home, I had become so used to
it at the mill tint it had long since
ceased to shock me, and, indeed, I
was fast becomiug an interested
spectator.
‘Well, boye, it ii time for us fel
lers to go to roosr,’ said Jim Find
ley, one of the greatest roughs, on
the Rocky Fork, us he threw down
tis pack of cards and began to un
dress. We followed his example,
although it was not much undress
ing wc did to s’eep on tho hay
mow; but we were so busy with
our own affairs that we did not
notice Charley Allen until Jim ex
claimed:
•Heydeyl we’ya got a parson
here; we havel’
‘Charley was kneeling by the
oatsbin, praying. Jim Findley’s
jest mot no response. The silence
was only broken by the drowsy
cattle below, and the twittering
swallows overlie,id. More than
one rough mao wiped a tear from
his eyes as be went silently to bis
bed on the hay. I had always
been in the habit of praying at
home, but never thought of such
a thing at gaunder’s mill. As I
lay awake that night in the old
barn, thinking of Charley Allen’s
Courage, and wha'c effect it h d
upon the men, l firmly resolved
tbat in futuie I w„u!d do right. J
Ittle thought iiow soou my courage
would he tested.
‘Just after my dinner I got my
grist and started for homo. When
1 ar ived at Albright’s gate, where I
turned off to go home, I found the
old Squire waiting for me. I >aw
in a moment that something had
gone wrong. J had always Mood
in the . retest awe of tt e old gar,,
use he the rich
NO. 14.
man of the neighborhood, and now
1 frit my heart begining to boat
very Inst. As goon us I came near
he said:
‘Did you go through this gate
yesterday?'
'I could easily have denied it, as
it was before daylight when I went
through and I quite as often went
tho other way. Charley Allen
kneeling in the barn came to my
mind linen flash, and before I
had time to listen to tho tempter, I
said, ‘Yes, sir. 1 did.’
‘Are you sure you shut and
pinned the gate?’ he asked.
‘This question staggered me. I
remembered distantly that I did
not. I could pull the pin out with
out gutting off my horse, but I
could not put it in again; so f care
lessly rode away, and left it open.
‘l-I-I-,
‘Out with it; tell just what you
did!’
"I left it open,' I said abruptly.
‘Well, you let the cattle in, and
they have destroyed all my early
potatoo!—a terrible piece of busi
ness.’
‘l’m very sorry, I,d— ’
•Talking won’t help matters now;
but remember,boy, remember, tbat
sorrow don’t make potatoes.’
'I lelt veiy badly about the mat
ter, for I was reaily sorry that
the old gentleman had lost his po
tatoes, and then I expected to ho
severely reprimanded at home; but
I soon found that they knew noth
ing of the matter, and after several
days had passed I begun to rest
quite easy. Alas, for liutmn hoposi
One. rainy afternoon 1 saw the
Squire riding down the lane. I
rnn off to the barn, aehutnod to
face him, and afraid to meet my
lather. They Bat on the perch
nnd talked (or a long time At last
my curiosity ovorcame my fear,
and I stole back to tho bouse, and
went into mctlier’s room to see if
I could bear what they were talk
ing about.
‘Why, the hoy could bo spared
woil enough, hut he dosen.t Know
anything about the business,’ said
my father.
‘ There is one thing lie doos Know,’
said the Square, ‘he knows how to
tell tho truth.'
‘He then related the circumstance
which Iso much dreaded to have
tny father hear. After he had
gone, my father called mo to him,
and told me that tho ,Bquire was
going to start a store in the village,
and wanted a boy to help, and
that 1 could go if I wanted to. I
went and remained in tho village
store until it blossomed out into a
city store, and people say that t
got my start in lifu when I entered
Albright’s store, but I will always
maintain that I got it while I was
waiting for tho grist.’
A gentleman was riding with a
lady in an open carriage,‘all of a
summer’s day,’ and accidentially
uien's arms aro such awkward
things, are ever in tho way—drop
ped an arm around tier waist. No
'objbctionsjwero made for awhile,
arid the arm gradually rdieVrd the
side of the carriage of tho pressure
upon it. But of a sudden (whether
from a late recognition of the im
propriety of the thing, or lue eight
of an other beau coming, never
was known) the lady started with
voktmio energy, and with a flash
ing eye excluimek ‘Mr. Brown,
I can support rnyselll’ 'CapitalP
was the instant reply, ‘you are just
the girl I have beon looking for
these five years—will you marry
roe?’
A gentleman who observed John
nie yery carefully taking the cen
sus of a company assembled in the
porlor awaiting a call to supper'
inquired: ‘What is tho matter
Johnnie?’ ‘Why,’ returned the
urchin, with a troubled air, 'there’s
nine of Us, counting me, and mam
ma has gone and cut the two pies
iut > quarters and that only makes
eight pieces.’
Minister* Sound its Praise.
Rev. Mr. Gre'-nfleMs, Knoxville,
Tenn., writes as folowr: Samaritan
Nervine permanently cured ray son
o f epileptic fits.’ Here’s food for
tnoi git. Fold by druggists, $1.60.
WP --o
Bring u» your job sor. .-
THE SqUATTF.It WRnSTLES.
He liefuse ; to (Jive lafornilfllon sad if
Doubly Surpris'd.
An old l6llow Wi’h grizzly bertrd
and lips indelibly died with tobac
co juice, ent on a log rear a rude
houso in Arkansus, A ‘stranger,’
wr.ll dressed and muscled in M
dclicute way, rode up, dismounted
tied bis horse to a sapling, ap
proached the old man,' and said :
‘1 uni lost.’
‘Wall, did I say yewsn’t.’
‘Tile ‘stranger 1 took off hid ooof
and rolled trp his sleeves. ‘I knot/
a'l übout you,’ he said,‘You are an
Arkan-iaw pqunttor, and have been
living here since ’45. Hundreds of
benighted beings, lost in these in
fernal woods, have hogged you for
Information concerning the road
they desire to follow, and you hay*
given litem all kinds of O'asive an
swers. lam a prise fighter, and
have been sent here by an eastern
syndicate to thump yOu into civil
ised submission. Now, 1 don’t
want to pummel an old man and 1
propose to give you a chunoe. How'
would you advise me to get out of
the community?’
‘l’d adriso yer tor ride.’
Ooine row, none of your foolish
ness. W'hich way would ad
vise mo to aide ?’
‘As fast as yer kon.’
‘I see that I’ll have to discharg'd
ray duty. I thought at first that
I’d stare you by saying that I wad
a priz- fighter. lam only an un
pretentious citizen, and have tome
a long way to look for the house at
Emanuel Voters.’
‘Wall, why don’t yer look ?’
‘I have looked.’
'Look agin ’
‘But whith way rnußt I look?’
Outen your eyes, I reckin.’
‘Old man, I’ll have to fight
you.’
‘All right,’ and turning round he
yelled : “Oh Tom, tell yer mur an*
the Chilian ter corao out here, foF
we're gwiet to have some fun.
Fetch the gun and dog with yer-’
T don’t want to hurt you old
man.’
‘Don’t be r.keered. You won’t
hurt me.’
‘But I don’t waut you to hurt
me.’
‘Then mosey.
‘I won’t mosey. For the last twtf
days 1 have been looking for the
house of Emanuel Peters and havtf
been pul off bv such m-n us you/
and I have decided not to stand it
any longer. Now 1 am going to'
jump you,’and without giving the'
old man time to reply, he seized
him. The old fellow exhibited re
markable aotivity arid in a moment
had thrown the young man against
the ground with a force that made
his teeth chatter. Ho was up again
in an instant. This time he secur
ed a better hold. He danced
around in n way of which the old
man could hardly keep track. Tom
and the cld woman came out but
did not oring the dog and gum
‘Watch his capers, pap,’ said the
old lady. ‘Hug him for he’s migh
ty peart.’
Finally the young man downed
the old fellow, sat on him and ask'
ed:
‘Now, will you tell mo where 1
can find Emanuel i’eters ?’
‘I ain’t never objected telling
whar tho old man is.’
‘Yes, you did,’and he held the
old follow in a manner not to be
mistaken for gentleness.
‘Yer never axed me whar the old
man was. Yer axed whar hi*
house was. The old man ain’t got
no house.- The high water washed
it over on another feller’s land, an’
since that he has Ix on renting it.’
‘Well, where is tho old man.’
‘l’m him.’
‘Great goodness!’ said the young
man arising, ‘l’m your Son and 1
and haven’t seen you since I was a
ehild.’
‘Well, I’ll be dog goAl’ exclaimed
the old fellow grasping bis eon’s
hand, I thought something strange
when I felt j*r grip. I raouter
knowed that yer belonged ter dis
family. Mur, s’lute yer son. Tom
fetch the bottle and yaller coat.
This hr a Decision for puttin’ on
style. — A r karat ns Traveller.
If the Mother Hubbard dress is
not calculated to deceive, ii it is
wbnt it looks to be, it there is not
a deadly corset ooncealed beneath
its ample and graceful fold, then
we throw up our bat and hurrah
for Mother Hubbard. If the cos
tume named for the ancient hero
ine of the domestic rhyme conduc
es to enlartrenceiit of the feminine
Waist and the expansion of female'
lungs little chi'dren should cry for
it, doctors should prescribe it, and''
it should receive the endor ement
ofth e'ergy. Long nay it ware 1-