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VOL. XXVI. NO 37 Great Slaughter Of Dry Goods, Hats, Shoes & Notions * . I At Norcrosw. Desiring to close out this branch of my business by December next, I offer my en tire stock of dry goods, hats, shoes, no tions, etc., for cash At I^ir«t Cohl. I have a large, well selected stock of first class goods in this line that will be closed out at a great bargain. Come at Once. I will keep a good supply of family gro ceries, hardware and stock feed which will be sold at reduced prices. Civerv Huhliichh: I also conduct a general livery business where ample accommodations will- be giv en the traveling public. Ail persons indebted to me by note or account are notified to make payment by the first of October. I*. I \ Medlock. Norcross, Ga., Sept., 16, 1896. I* IT 11 AND POINT. II^ —‘Man proposes’—what’s tin' rest of the quotation ? She —Woman accepts. Lemon juice is cordially rec ommended for one kind of felon, tic* penitentiary for the other. —Texas Sifter. ‘I am dying for a kiss,’ suid Cholly to his fiancee, Dolly. Dolly is now entitled to a life-savors’ medal. —BuflV.lo Kx press. ‘I see t hat your coachman has loft, you, .lekoly .* •Yes. I was one of the lew things he c oldn’t steal.’ —De- troit Kreo Press. •Old friends are best’—’tisquite untrue; Girl friends, so dear, we have In plenty; And of them all I think —don t you ? The dearest one’s not over twenty. —Truth. Ethel —Mamma, what makes the lady dress all in black ? Muntma —Because she s a sis ter of charity. Ethel —Is charity dead, then? —l’rineeton Tiger. Miss Antique —At the charity fair last night Mr.Gayboy paid $0 to kiss me, teehee! Grace Cutting—There’s noth ing that dear bov weuldn t do for charity. —N. V. World. Bow down, however gr iut ye be and wise, Another hem claims our thought and care; ’Tis lie who proudly bears away (ho prize For the majestic pumpkin at the fair. —Washington Star. First Wheelman (a beginner.) —Strim ge how a fellow will run into things w hen lie first begins to rile. He im 1W he elimu.-' 1 es; I ran into d lit to get my wheel.— Boston Transcript. Magistrate (to elderly wit ness) —Your age, madam ? Witn, ss—Thirty. Magistrate—Thirty what ? Witless—Years! Magistrate—Oh, thanks. I thought it might he months. — Comic Cuts. Editor and Proprietor —Will next Sunday’s Horror lie up to our regular standard ! Managing Editor —1 think it will, sir. In the composing room today three new proof reader* fainted dead away. Life. Judge (to prospective jury man)—Have you any pieoon oeived ideas, sir, in regard to this ease V Prospective Juryman—Er, 1 thiuk Judge—Stop 1 sir; stop right there 1 You are disqualified for the duties of a juryman.— Larks. Teacher—W ill ie Taddell a, you have a piece of chewing gum in your desk. Bring it to me in •tuntly. Willie Taddles—Yes'in; but it ain’t the flavor you use. ‘ Yours is orange and this is wiu- 1 tergreon —Harper’s Bazar. According to the way some folks talk, the only people, who ever been good are dead. The Gwinnett Herald. T 1 e orator told ’em “talk was cheap,” But he wiited from the earth When a man in the crowd— He spoke aloud, “Well, jest give us 10 cents worth!” —Atlanta Constitution. He—After all, do you think tiiis equal-suffrage agitat ion has benefit ted women any '! She—Yes, indeed! Photog raphers used'to take bridal pho tographs with the bride stand ing up and the groom sitting down, hut now tho bride sits down and the g oum stands up. —r. a . CRACK KU ISMS. From the Georgia Cracker. The man who owes money and can’t pay, owes an apology. If he don’t pay that, he is a double debtor. Lions in your path are not to frighten you. They are to de velop your courage and strength by conquering them. Grit is the pugilist who knocks the is out of all its. Grit is ploughing a way through clouds of difficulty to the stars of success. Industry is the philosopher’s stone which turns all it touches into gold. Green persimmons are always safe from the ’possum. Shoes are cheapest at the factory where the hands whistle merriest. The hard hoard bunk in boy hood is but the step-stone to a feather bed of your old age. Don’t make excuse for your jeans; u corn-cob stopper don’t hurt tin* eider in the jug. Don’t judge a man by what he says; wait till a moment for action; dead limbs show, when the sap rise*. Take care of your nickels now; they’ll take cure of you some day. Always talk to suit your crowd; <1 riving steers with mule talk is Hinging away words. I’d rather be u 75-cent cord wood chopper than a lfi-eent politician, Success is “getting there 1 ’ when a fellow starts anywhere, whether his stakes are set furor near. something"™ KNOW. It may be worth something to know th#t the very best med icine for restoring the tired out nervous system to a healthy vigor is Kleotric Bitter*. This medicine is purely vegetable, i act* by giving tone to the nerve i centres in the stomach, gently l stimulates the Liver and Kid * neys, and aids these orguns in throwing off impurities in the blood. Electric Bitters im- proves the appetite, aids diges tiou, and is pronounced by I those who have tried it as tilt very best blood purifier and 1 nerve tonic, Try It. Sold for fiOe. or 11-00 per bottle at A. - M Winn’* Drug Store. We wrong Got and cheat men if we refuse to let our light shine as it should, because tal -1 low is expensive. LAWRENCEVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 24th 1896. Locally Interesting. Wha Others Say And Do. ! SOME THINGS COMPILED FOR Till-; ITIJLIC. Oil! CURIOSITY SHOP. OTIIKII Till.Vlß OK I.NTKKKST TO LOCAL READERS, Our new S-nator is well s ip plied with names—Alexander Stephens Clay. * * * The niarv friends of Dr. A. O. Sims will regret to learn that he is partially paralyzed in his legs, and to such an"ex- : tent that hi* has to use crutches with which to walk. The railroad authorities arc arranging to give Norcross an extra side-track, but in doing! so they have played havoc with a long row of beaut iful shade j trees that were running parallel w ith the road. * * * Mr. Chas. E. brand was over j several (lavs last week. Charlie is one of the brightest boys this county ever produced, and he has many friends over here who ; are always glad to see him. He | is now an applicant for inspect-j or of fertilizers, and we hope he ! wi I get the position to which he aspires. The Rambler met Dr. J. Frank Harris, of South Georgia, on the train a few days ago. He came rip to spend a few hours with lire mother. We insisted on the Doctor staying a week or so and sp< nding part of the time in Lawrencoville, but on account of his enormous practice in McDonald, his pres ent home, In* had to hurry hack to see the hundreds of patients that look to him for life. Dr. Harris was raised at Suwunee and in growing up hound the people there to him with the strongest ties of friendship. He was also a pedagogue at one one time, and “taught the I'.LihJw'h, ‘fh.f'ttVrfio.yi fun tr goes without saying that his many friends all over the country will be glad to learn that he is enjoying good health and prospering in wire-grass Georgia. lb* is now laying in a stock of drugs and will open a first-clas- drug store soon. There are some things Nor cross could always boast of. j For instance, we might say that she has the cleverest set of bus iness men that can be found in North Georgia; she is the happy possessor of the prettiest girls you can find outside ot Law rcnceville; she has a progress ive population that never fails to respond to duty when called upon; she has schools and churches, and parks and hotels,: and, by the way, her hotels can’t bo beat. Thk Ramhi.ku! stopped with Mr. K O. Med look lust week, and when van want to learn what an old | fashioned Virginia welcome means just go down to Noreross for a day or two and put up with Mr. Medlock and he’ll do the rest. We learn that tho other hotels are run on the same high plain. We like those people down there, and the temptation to remain with them longer was hard to overcome; luit a newspaper man is in one respect, at least, like the wan dering Jew —lie has to keep movin’. And next Thursday is Thanks giving day! It should be ob served by every Is dy. I care not how unfortunate has been the lot of any man, lie bus much to be thankful for. The rich man in hi* palace, sur rounded by .all the blessings that wealth and friend* and power can bestow upon him. should turn away for a day and give thanks to Him who gave him his wealth and who pre serves his fortune. The busi mau should close his doors long enough to remember from whence comes his daily bread. Tim peasant in his cabin should forget his poverty and look up on ttie bright side of life and ! consider the innumerable bless-j ing. that have couie to make! hi* home happy and hi* path-j ' way a peaceful journey. But thanksgiving days are I goon to be numbered among the has-been; and the next genera tion will not know what un old ilium thanksgiving day meant. 1 It is uot now what it was ten i year* ago. Next Thursday yon lean walk through the busy street* of our city and the hur ry und hustle of husinus* will move just us iL is today. On the streets you will see the boys trying their new knives on a | dry goods box, and near by will stand the loafer spinning lii* stale anecdotes and blowing off his accumulated gas, and the only sign of a holiday will I the doors of the batik clos'd and on it a placard which reads: A CLOSED,A LEOAL HOLIDAY. } How was it ten years ago ? Hardly a man could he seen on the street; all were at home with their families. Every bov i was out in the field, sprouting up out of a pair of new boots with red tops, and my! my I Innv the game sought the une.\- jplorod regions of ti e earth for protection! This great sport | was followed by the boys from early morn till high noon when. I worn out and tired from theii tramp over field and forest, they ieturned home with an appetite that need not be tempt ed by the smoking turkey that sent, forth its delicious odors from the kitchen, or the roast- ed pig that lay on the long dinning table yonder, around which unt “the grown folks” and the neighbors who were in vited in to spend thanksgivings day. Ah, how we youngsters thought that grown folks would never get through and that our time would never come. Bui those prime old days are rapid ly vanishing away, and in a few more years the very memory of what thanksgiving day used to be will vanish completely. The Rambler THE SON OF THE FISHER MAN. A stranoe ieoe.ni> told at the FIRESIDES OF IRELAND. From l'lie Philadelphia Times. Silting one day by one of the lochs of Erin, were an old mai and his son. They were very poor, and supported themselves by the fish that they were able to catch from the rivers ami. the lochs about. The sou wa not very blight, and daily tin old fisherman instructed him hi the art by which he was to gain bis livelihood. But the boy snt dreamiti' half the tinmof gallant knight and fine ladies and beautilu prancing horses, such as In* had heard of from an old woman i> tors, lie saw a dark speck mm ing which, gradually drnwini near, proved to he a boat, ii the stern of which :v man was sitting. The bench, where the two sat being very smooth, tin* mai drew his boat directly toward them, and jumpiug into tin sand, pulled the craft high am dry on the bank. The boy gaz ed at the stranger with wondoi and awe, for here seemed tin realization of one of his dreams The man appeared to be of higl degree, being clothed in riches. splendor, and carrying himself with the air and grace suited t< a prince or a king. “Fisherman,” the strangei said, addressing the old mai , “let me take your son away with me for a year and a day and I shall bring biin back b you, here, a wise mao.” “Nay,” said the father, “m son is dear to me, though In* i not over-bright, and my o|. woman could not well part w it I him.” “Let the woman be!” th. stranger said roughly. “They know not what is best tor tlieii own. lam Gruagttcli, the mas ter of treks. Let no* have th boy and you will not regret it.’ After much persuasion, n which the youth joined, the father consented. So the stran ger and the boy went into tin* boat,nml the fisherman watched them disappear; then he went to his hut, ami told his wile w hat In* hud'done. Again on u clear, bright morn ing, a year ami a day later, tin* old fisherman sat. by tin* locb, straining bis weary eyes out [over the water. Suddenly he saw a dark spot, far out, aud as it drew near ho pereeiy d it to lm a boat in which sat two ! men. W'lien it reached tin* J strand, the elder Jumped out and called to the fisherman: “Old man, wlmt see ye here?' “Alas, sir,” the fatln-r an- j swered, “it is a year aud a day since a man came and to<>k ; away my soon, promising t<>; i bring him back today.” “ ’Tis well remembered," tin stranger said, “and see, here is ! your son! Is ho not a wise | man?” The father caught lus loug ahsent one to his heart, and j wept for joy. But again the , 1 stranger interrupted 1 Let me take your son again, and ] will make him a wise man, beyond his years!” I lie father protested, but the stranger begged and pleaded. I and the two again parted. But in his grief the father forgot to exact a promise from the Grtia gaeh. He soon realized his mis fortune, however, for when the boat was out from the land the Gruagach called in: “I kept my word, and brought yourson to you with a year and a day*. But now I have given you no promise. Sav good-by to the hoy, for I shall keep him forever, and you shall see him no more.” With Imwed head and a heavy heart the old fisherman sought his home; hut when lie told his wife of their loss, she rebuked him, nor could either of them rest. The old man at last set out to find his child. And so, day after day, an old man might have been seen, on a weary pilgrimage. He rested bat one night in any of the houses on his way. and he soon was footsore and weary. But still lie pressed on. One night he came to a hut where sat an old crone over a dying lire. When she saw his sad plight she asked him what trouble brought him to such sad trails. \\ hen she had heard his story she said: “Afus, alas, I fear your son is gone forever. I, too, had a son in the long years ago, and the Gruagach took him away. I will never see him again.’’ In the morning the old wo man pointed to a road and said: “There lies your path. Seek your son, and luck attend you!’ So the father journeyed all lav, mid by night In* reached ihe castle of tin* Gruagach, where In* was received with warmth by the master himself. “L"ftt and drink and rest to night,” he said to the weary traveler, “and tomorrow I will let you see your son, though blow upon inV sYlver 11- . and al! the birds of the air will come at my call. Among them will be twelve doves. I will throw a handful of wheat l<> them and they will eat it. While they do that von must [tick out from them your son. If you do not, you must leave my palace forever and seek ln'm no more.” That night, when all the pal ace slept, the old father was awakened hy a gentle touch and there before him was his “Father,” he said, “to-mor row you will not know me un less you harken to what I say. When I come in as one of the doves, I will stay to the last Then I will make a circle about my comrades,flapping my w ings and pecking at their beaks. As 1 raise my wings you will see beneath one of them a mark, which I always bore under my arm. Keep your eves upon me, and choose me, and all will be well. Item ember, my father, ill that 1 have said. ” In the morning the futher I a ruse and breakfasted. All {morning the Gruagach showed him the wonders and the beau ties of his castle, but the old j man kept thinking all the time ! of his son's words. At noon the two went out in to the court yard. Hero most beautifu] treasures did the old man see; strange Mowers and plants, and vines trailing overj golden arbors, beautiful col ; uinns of silver and alabaster supported the wide portals leading into the castle on four sides. The sun Mashed down into this wide Sluice, and the fountain, playing in the mid dle. became radiant with the diffused light, breaking it up into its prismatic colors, and carrying it in its spray high in- to the air, like vapor* ol gold i and green and violet. Standing beside the magic! i fountain, the Gruagach blew a! i soft blastupon Ins silver whis- 1 tic. Immediately there was a w hirring of w ings, and flock | upon Mock of birds hovered over the wide courtyard. Among them wore twelve snow-white doves, each one so like the oili er Unit one could not tell them apart. These twelve came near to the Gruagach, who threw from his hand some wheat, i which they immediately begun to eat. One bird, however, behaved very strongly. J( flapj,. d j| s wings, and pecked with its beak :it the other birds. Then it made a complete circuit around the ot her eleven, and then, sud denly quieting, it fell to eating the wheat with the others. The fisherman kept his eyes on this bird continually, and when he saw it quietly eat ing. i he said to the Uruagaoh: “This is the bird that I will ' have, and no other one.” It is well,” said the master. ‘'l cannot blame you for wish ing to have your son. but I blame the person who betrayed mo, and I will yet punish him. Take your treasure now, and welcome, hut guard him well, | warn you!” And with these words the Gruagach, the castle, the foun tain, the birds, all disappeared in nn instant, and the fisher man found himself with his son, standing in a field near his home. Guickly they sped there, and the old mother was overjoyed to see again her boy, Isut the family was as poor as ever, and they resorted to fishing again, as their only means of sustenance. A flout this time it was pro claimed through the vil'uge that a horse race would be held in adjoining town, where all the fleetest horses of the kingdom might be seen. When the day of the race armed, father and son set out to witness Ihe splen dor, for it was rumored that knights and ladies would be there, and tournaments would be held . When they came near the racecourse the son said. “Listen, my father. I’ll make of myself the finest and licetest horse that will be here to-day. Then you lead me to the fair, and I’ll prance and pretend to bite every man that comes near me. Get a rider for me, but hold me in till all the other horses are far ah' .Then, Job win tin* tnUe, every rich man will want to buy me. Do not sell me for less (hail five hundred pounds, but after you have your money take the bit from my month, and do not sell the bridle for any money. Then come to this spot ; Shake the bridle, and I’ll be here in my own form.” All was done as the young man had directed, and never was there so much shouting and j cheering at a horse race as there was that day. Every man came’to the fisherman ask ing the price of the horse, whose powers had brokeu all records. “Five hundred pounds is my j price for him,” the fisherman! said, and immediately a man pushed the gold into his hand but the lishermnn took the bit fiom the horse’s mouth a;.d went quietly to the place where his son had changed his form There he shook the bridle, and his hoy stood before him. With glad hearts they went home. And now they were so rich that they needed nut to tish any more. They lived in case and comfort for u year. Then again, at every cross roan in the kingdom, it was pro claimed t hut a great hunt would lie hdd the next day. “Come, father, let go to the hunt,” the youth said. “Nay,” answered i lie old man “we have all we need; let u* bide at home,” “Come, no will get more gold,” tile yulltll per-isted. Ho they departed, and when they came to the spot w here tlie boy had made a horse of him- self. lie said: “1 will muke myself the fleet- i est hound, and will win tin j piize for you. Afterwards, do! not sell mo for lesfl than tJ.HKi, I till) lie sure to keep the rope, that hinds me, and shake it at { this spot, else yoll Will go home ■ without me.” So the fisherman took the hound to the hunt, and it pull ed and and tugged at the rope, hut lie held it fast. When all the other dogs were far away he j let his sou go, and as u Mash of | lightning lie darted <>|V and dis appeared from view. Hi Mill he returned with tin* game, ami so swift was he that every one marveled. Many made bids for him, but the fisherman re fused to sell him for less than JCtiUO. Then a man put that 1.00 PER ANNUM, IN ADVANCE of all in Leavening Power— Latest U. S. Gov’t Repor* lv»S! Powder ABSQK.UTEI.V pure much gold into lii>< hand, and I so confused was tin* father by j the noise and bustle, that he* lorgot to keep tin* rope. | A moment later the Grua gaeli of tricks laughed and j said: ‘‘-Vow will I take the worth of mv money out of your sou.” And he departed with the hound. I lie father was in despair, and he went to his h me* and told his wife of Jus misfortune. I hey were both very sad. but still they were better off than they had been, for they had plenty of money. The Gruagach, meanwhile, took the boy home and put him in a cave. He bound him, hand and foot, and lied rough cords about him, with knots up to his chin. From above him 'here fell, drop by drop, a I'oison, which ate into the skin, then into flesh, then into the bone and marrow. And there h«* lay, day after day, without meat or drink, under the poison drops. Now there was in the castle nt the Gruagach, a serving maid to whom the youth had been kind, in her need. One morn ing, when the master of the castle was out hunting with his eleven sons, this maid passe 1 through the cava with a tub of refuse water* a river ran besi (e tin* linage nnl she was on her way to empty the tub into it. When the youth saw her, lie hogged her to moisten his lips w itll * lie -oiled water. “Ah I” she cried, “H><. < * guch will irtl 1,10 if 1 «ive you ...uch as a drop.” “Remember the turn I did f\tr- vUlfitV.'K*!VaYW? maid could not resist this ap peal. She offered him the tub, Imt lie said: “1 cannot drink till you loos en a cord at my throat,” She did this, and straightway ho made an eel of himself and jumped into the tub. Then lie shook the water till it splashed all around on the floor of the cell, and then he jumped onto the floor and slid under the door and down to the river beside the house. When Gruagach eunie home with his sons, they went to look at their prisoner, but he was not there. Then, raising hi* *word in anger, he called the I maid, and threatened her with instant death if she did not tell j what had happened during his absence. When lie heard, he immediately, with his sons, went to the river, and all twelve became eels. I nder every stone they sought, and | swum down the stream, stilt ! searching for tin* son of the fisherman. When In* knew they were pursuing him he be came a salmon, unif when they knew they made themselves I otters, by this time they wer* in tin* sea, and the fisherman’s I son was weak with hunger and fatigue, but still the pursuers wore after him, so ho became a whale* Then they made <>t themselves camion whales, and were surrounding him, when lie changed into a swallow, and jumping from the water ho Mew away. When the Gruagaeh saw tJii* I In* and his sous made of them* 1 *elv**s t wive haw ks, and whirled and darted about him till they all came in view of the castle !of the king of the land. This I king had a daughter of w hom I In* was very fond, lb* had ! built for her a beautiful sum- mer bower, and at tliis moment I she was sitting *iu the top of it. I Hlie saw the snuggle of th<* J birds amt pitied the swallow, I when, to her umazcinout, it be- I gun to droop towards her, amt then it suddenly disappeared as she felt something drop into tier tap. Hlie looked, and found a ring, so pleating to her eye that she plaeed it on her ting i‘fr - The Gruagach seeing this, ap peared with his sons at the door of i lie castle in the forms of tin* i lineal looking LUeU on y The princess, meanwhile, was so much pleased with her trink et I hat she kept looking at it. •••Iltlu* time. The,, the ring spoke: ‘ Do not part with me. prin- Mv life is in y,,ur t hands.” Rut at that moment she was sent fin* to come before the king. I here she saw twelve handsome men, who played , most beautifully on every in j strument in the palace. For a ; a reward they asked for the | ring on the hand of the prin e«‘9s. 1 hen the ring again spoke to her: “Do not give me up. Rut if you must tin so, first, command Dint a bushel of wheat, mixed with three gallons of strong spirits, shall he placed in an open barrel before the tire. W hen you have to part with me throw me into the fire and you shall see Strang,* sport,” Ihe princess did as she was told, and when the king insist ed on her giving up the ring, she threw it into the flames. At that moment the Gruagach, with his sons made of them selves twelve pairs of tongs and poked at the tiro to find the -[lark that held the ring. Sud denly, out flew a spark into the barrel, and just as suddenly the tongs became cocks, and ate the wheat, and then they all lay about in a stupot, caused by*the spirits iii the w|ji** * . , , > snore the It was not. and the fisherman s »»«•** son were married, and on last night of tin* feast, the old king stepped from his throne and placed the crown upon the head pose he is reigning still, for so end all good stories that are told in the land of Erin. WHERE \\AS~ METHUSE LAH ? “Where was Methuselah dur ing the deluge ?” This, says the Literary Digest, in the ques tion which Dr. 11. L. Wood, of this city, raises, and to which he Muds no satisfactory answer. He argues: “This distinguish ed pi triarch seems t*> have been forgotten at the time, for no mention is made of him as one •if tin* chosen few to enter the ur 1 :: and, on the other hund.wn ire told thut ‘every living creat ure perished without the ars, nid every man.’ Now. Me iliuselai lived ‘nine hundred and sixty-nine years,’ and since he had fully ten mouths of life left to him at the beginning of the flood, lie could have com pleted his grund total of yeurs nowhere else than inside the irk. At Noah’s birth, Methu s 'tali had full six hundred yeurs *o live. *ln the six hundredth year ot Noah’s life,’ ‘the win dows of heaven opened’ and ‘in the selfsame day entered Noah, md She in and sous with them into the ark.” Noah was there fore old) years old when the Mood begun. Methuselah hud •till ten months to live ere his MiUthyear w as complete. Where iviis he? The dwellers in tHu irk did not issue from it for a year and ton days after their entrance. Methuselah must have therefore died during the | interval, and presumably he .vus buried; but, strange to say, iot hing is said of this singular I circumstance. ” I’HK DISCOVERY SAVED HIH LIFE. Mr. G. Cuillmiette, Druggist, beaversville, 111., says: “To Dr. King’s New Discovery 1 owe ny life. Was taken with La irippe and tried all the pliysi | -inns for miles about, but of no I avail and was given up audtoid l could not live. Having Dr. I King’s New Discovery in my I store 1 sent for a bottle and Is*- I gan its use and from the first I dose began to get belter, and alter using three bottles was up j and about again. It is worth its weight in gold. Me *“ n ,* ;eep store or house without (im a Ire** trial at A. M.W mn * I Drug Store. , Hew strange that go. d ps» 1 |‘i'll luVu to ‘-* ll U "' l '