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M- l VOL. XVIII. ATLANTA. GA. TUESDAY MORNING MARCH 29 1887 PRICE FIVE CENTS' DO YOU WANT $100? We call attention to onr plan for distributing & box full of presents to our friends, described on the last column of page six of thisweek’i lane. We want every subscriber to share in these presents. The plan is simple. Yon send ns a new sub< ftcriber. Your name is at once written on a tag and pnt in onr box of presente. * On May 1 the f>ox is shaken and tho tags mixed up, and committee draws out a tag. The name on that tag gets the $100 present. The second tag the $60—and so on till all the presents arc taken. Of course every person who sends a subscriber Will not get a present, but every one will Have A if equal chance. Tho lady who sends * one svbecriber may get the $100. Somebody bubely will. Why not you? Remember your name goes in once for every subscriber yon send, and onco for your own subscription, For five subscribers at $1.00 each, by adding $1.25, yon get a watch and chain. For ten sub ecrlhers at $1.00 each, and at ono time, a watch and chain free. In each case your namo goes In onr present box for every name you send, Now we nrgo every subscriber to bo repre tented in onr present box, and to send in the it Ames eably so as to avoid the rush at the snd op April. There is not one of our 93,000 •nbscribers who cannot get ono subscriber— that ono subscriber may get yon $100. The l>ox ia closed April 30 promptly. No names WU1 go into the borexcept these sent in daring the month of April. Thin in the lait chance to get a present as Cannot afford to give aieay another box of pres ents after this month. Pur Story Corner LITTLE DICK. A STORY OF WAR TlSIES. By Montgomery M. Folsom. For the Constitution. Foot old Widow Loring 1 A herd tlmo (ho hud of It Her husband, n rowdy and the bully of the settlement, had given up ths ghost some yean prior to the break, log ont of the war, and left hor with lire sons and one frail daughter, to tho mercies of a ■ cold and cruel world. “Aunt ’Mima,” wo were taught to call her, was a gaont and grltaled specimen of a cracker woman, uncouth In dies., uncultured In speocb, but a tioor, braver heart never upheld tho honest dignity of motherhood than tho .eared and oft grief-atricken heart of Annt ’Mima loring. She had had tronbls whan her husband was alive. She bad spent many a sleepless night whan her neglectful lord was Indulging in tho Wild orgies or the crossroads grocery's biggest carousal. Every time tho groat owl would hoot from his perch in the great plus tree In the lonely woods her heart would leap aad ho would expect to hoar tho rough “hello!’’ at tho gate from some half-drunken companion come to tell hor that Ebenoxer was klUod or hadly hurt. Not nnfreqnently she would bo grated in stead with a kick at thorough ahutter,and a . demand to open it, coupled with muttered cunes, whon the old man cams homo drnok. It was almost a bottciment to Annt ’Ulma When Ebenezcr fell sick, and laid down In his hod and died, white she was near to minister to hit wants. It was n partial roliof to hor to feel that sho had the poor consolation of doting those bleared oyes when tho ashen pallor or death smoothed ont tho sears and nplotcbe* on that bearded face, and tho snowy pinion of tho spirit of peace at last touched those features so long seamed and furrowed by warring passions. Of the boys there was young Ebon, hate •nd hearty, the Imago of his father, whon Hist Aunt 'Mima danced with him at ths party atitor tho qntlllng and log-rolling day, so long ago. Utck came next, a stout, comely lad, Very much reserved, and almost industrious. Jtiley was tall and slender, like hte mothor In Form, but like hla lather, a wild eort of fellow in disposition. ilamp came fourth among the boys, bat Betty was alder than ho. Hamp was a block leaded, stupid sort of lad, fond of trapping For birds and Ashing In Grand bay, as tho big Hack swamp, back of tho little plantation, was called. And then, then was Little Dick. I need not tell yon that the hog-woods and the fennels and the blackberry briars covered tho greater part of the little clearing among tho swamps and barrens. Ebeneser had started ent with a big heart, and had fenced in a Farm of forty acres, and he had cultivated it several years in the slovenly, ganger fashion, bnt after he whipped the Irish ditcher, who challenged him fur a fisticuff muter day, he began to fool hie Importance, nd tho neglect of tho fium and the running •bout with •hlfUcra and brawling companions noon proved disastrous to tho farm Interests. Aunt Mima and tho boys tried to cnltivato tho ground “an’ make a crap,” u they said, tint their effort, wore rendered abortive Jbythe frequncy with which the old man swapped horses. Sometimes he would amp For a spavined hone in plow tlmo, and then them was nothing for it .but the hoc. Poor woman! The drops of sweat with which sho watered that barren soil, and tho tears with Which she watered her dreary life! When tho war come Ebon, Mack and Ittley had ail grown np to manhood, and might have supported their mother handsomely, but their father's shift- lees career seemed to mllitateagainst them, and they generally came ont at tho end of tho year with scarce nnbbbln corn enough for broad, and tho yellow cow peas, and the stringy po tatoes were hardly equal to tho emergency of atratahtentag out tho lean flanks of the few bundles of bone and bristle, known as "pinuy. woods rooters," and sometime, mistaken lor Nevertheless, by the aid of the good mother, •od the scrawny looking slip of a sister, they managed to live. Then came the war. Aunt Alima and Betty spun and wove the cloth from which Eben'a first uniform of gray mixed doth wss made, and the strong, sturdy fellow was not sorry that he had a chance of "Gittin' out o’ henscratch o' the bouse,” at he ex orcised it, Bilcy and Hack soon followed, and the beami of the old loom trembled as Urn ihuttlo flew back and forth turning its strokes to the rythmic drone of tho busy spinning wheel. They were busy, Aunt Mima and Hetty, weav ir.g a suit for Hamp, and all too soon the call came. The hungry call for more troops. The blocd curdling howl of the famished dogs of war. "More men! More men!” And when the men were torn aud rent asunder, the last, most heartrending demand came, "Give us your boys! Give us your boys!” Ab. the war, the war! Not satisfied with the blood of men. the tender forms of cher* isbtcl boyhood— all—all must go. Not content with tfco yellow grain, the tender stalk, while yet in the milk, must be cut down. Tho flower of tho south wss plucked and trampled under the iron heel of relentless war, and now tho gaunt, bloody hand was extended to cull tho half blown bud, the hono of tho land! Four boys gone marching away to die for cause, the justness of which tho poor widow was unablo to arguo. What did sho care for the doctrine of states rights? How could tho perpetuation or abolition of slavery afreet her? Her four boys woro gone marching away, marching away. Not with plumes waving and victorious banners floating in tho breo/.o. No, not triumphant ami flushed with hope. They had gono marching away Into the jaws of grim death, to fill tho breach in the lines by tho Potomac's crimsoned flood. Marching away with flopping cloth hats and mixed gray uniforms of homespun, and ill* fitting shoes of red leather, your boys hod gone, marching away, marching away. Kben was killed in tho wilderness, Riley died in prison, Ilamp dlod of exhaustion and the hardships of a northern climato, while fol lowing Jclr. Stuart in his wild ridos over mountain and valley. Ab, you that aro thrilled with stirring emo tions when you rood how that knightly com mander, bearded and booted, rodo forward down into battle with a song on his lips— “When tho dew Is on the blossom.” Little think yo how many brave boyish heart a swelled up into their throats at tho thought of widowed mothers amoug tho bar reus. Mack camo home. He was brought on the cars to the nearest station, aud thon haulod in a cart to.his home in tho piucy woods. Only the poor, shattered wreck of a man came home, and tho had watched four stout lads go marching away. "I haint got but two now, an' Mack, poor feller, I'm afeared ho’U never aeo tho black berry blossoms ag’in. IIo was tor'bly wound ed at the start on' them hospitlo nussos thest in a manner mado it wuss. Thon boro's Littlo Dick, God sen’ they won’t want my baby Jut they did. They wanted thoba The hungry war dogs must snap and snarl over the weakly frame of Little Dick, too. How well I remember tho weakly looking lsd 1 Five fcot, scant at that, slender and boy ish. Two great hollow oyes, set in a pinched, pale face, the uuattntctlvcness of which was Lightened by a thin, scattered head of sun- scorched hair. A littlo whitish, fussy down on check and chin, wbero the beard should have appeared bad the surrocfidlngs given moro encouragement. Colorless complexion, save tho sallow cast of sunburn, aud a fow blue veins np under tho brim of Ills floppod hat. The ill-fitting clothes hung about his person, aud tho bovs said that he used to have to drag his musket when out of breath on a long march. Poor Aunt Mima! Sho loft tho bedside whero the body of her omaciatod boy lay in inert and indifferent prostration botweon life and death, tho manly tones of voice dwindled down to a querrelous troblo, aud tho animated look changed to tbo vacant nervoleis staro of hopelessness. She loft this sorrowful scono to enfold in u fond embraco tho puny form of her baby boy. Great tears chasod ono another down tho bosom the ill fitting jacket, and kisros rained on tho sun-burned cheek until the lips, parched with grief, were no longer able to drop i;ho holy dow of a mother’s lovo on the pale check of her baby boy. Betty wept, and grayed, and hugged Littlo Dick to her bosom— that bosom on which his baby locka had oft been pillowed. "Gocd-bve, Littlo Dick. May God keep my darling baby boy from harm.” "Good-byo, Little Dick. Oh, my precious littlo buddy! Oh ” Dick was gone.* Two big tears plowed each a furrow down tho sunbrowned chock and hung trembling on tho fuzzy chin like rain drops? on the hairy calyx of a wild thistle. Dick was gone. Marching in straggling ranks with gray bearded men, too old for sorvico, and other beard leu boys too young to bear arms. Tlio "State Troops! *\Vhat a satire on tho pomp and glory of war, to call theso weak kneed old men, and theso weak armed boys, troops. But tho hungry howl of tbo fiorco dogs of war come sweeping across the bills aud valleys and echoes from crag to crag in the mountains. Times were lisrd in Georgia. They woro de*pcrato in the piucy woods. Hungry, hoi- low-eyed women went from house to house asking aid. A few slaveholders had corn and theygavo it out in small quantities to tho most needy. Sometimes bonds of desperate women attacked a barn Or commissary and carried off the contents. Bob the most docilo starve her, and tec not gradually, bnt surely, concentrate into tho ono wild instinct of scl£prcscrvation. 1'oor old Aunt 'Mima! She would leavo Betty at homo and walk many miles across the desolate pine woods to secure tho cracklings from the plantation fat gourd, or a littlo drib ble of molasses in the old brown jug where Ebenezer used to keep the "speriti.” I remember seeing the good woman onco with a handful of cracklings and a skirty pioco of dried beef in her apron, and that jug under her arm. She bad walked five miles, starting early, to secure these, and was now on her re turn, and two miles yet from home. Tho mo lasses had fermented under the heat of a July sun, and the corncob stopper had been forced out, and the foaming liquid was running oat. Do you suppose sho let a drop goto waste? No,>be caught it on her lean fingrr and licked the finger greedily, and talked of Mack and Little Dick. "1 hain’t got time (swipe) to stop a minit (lick) but hit's jes awsstiu’ (swipe) an'it do look so pitiful (lick) to seo it go to waste, (swipe) an’ them po’ cbidern asufferin' (lick) for tumkin, ye gimme a leetle speck (swipe) no taller grease to put in it (lick) to keep hit “im a work in'.'” And then she sat down on the doorstep to rest a minute, while the jug cooled. "No I haint hcarn nothin’ fro rnl Little Dick scnce he got in the mountains. I don't nsver spec to seo him no more. Five boys have I sent to the war. an’ one no’ lifeleis croetar is all I've got left; Hut oh, I muin’t forgit to toll Mock got that ball out’n his Hugh today, kcp’awurkln an’ igourin at it, toll it ppedout. I do b’lieve tho child’s sgwino to iit well arter all.” And then sho resumed her weary tramp through the woods, Mack and Betty managed to get along somehow. and tho good cld mother teemed to bo insensible to fatigue. Bo it camo about that when the broken fragments of Lee’s brave legions came straggling homeward, that >lack was able to bobble out on his crutches, and lean on tho rickety gate and hear the news from some tired veteran homeward bound. ‘The last I •cod nv ’im.” laid a great, bearded warrior, in reply to Aunt ’Mima's question, "was in one o’ them fights around Atlanty. Wo woe whipped, was gin’ly was long then, an’broko for a foucq, Little Dick got to tho fence an’ we hollor jd ‘ 'im to throw down hlsmnsketbut ho holt to it. I reckon ho wns too sheered to nn’stan, Anyhow hejei’ kepholton it, an’ wen ho chimb up ou tho fence, a rail eivo way, an' fell backwards, and then the Yankees fired h fast that there worn’t no tollin' nothin’ about it a’tnrwardr, an’ we lost him.” The little crop was planted, and tho two wo men worked faithfully, and Mack hobbled about on his crutclits and helped them all ho could. Spring was como when the war closed. Summer days had waxed aud waned boforo many of tnoso inmates of northorn prisons found thoir way back to the old familiar haunts. Tho harvest was not great, but Aunt ’Mima nnd Betty felt that the millennium had come when they were able to sit down and oat a renionably hearty meal of bread and bacon, after the wintcry sun liad veiled himself bohind the rifts of watry clouds that hung above tho tree tops. Tho long, long, ’war was ovor. Tho shrill cry of tbo famished dogs of war no longer carried terror among tho hearts of theso simple, out of-the-world-folks, hidden away nmuiig tho barrens Many a timo and oft they converged to gether, and tbo grieving mother mournod hor dead hoys. “I c an bear tbe loss of F.bcn an’ Riloy an' Ilamp, bccaueo I’ve got uso to it,” sho would fay. "But my baby boy. Poor littlo Dick! I know the rest airo doad nnd gono, bnt I don’t know wlior’ Dick is.” Christmas camo. I never shall forgot that Christmas timo. I shall ovor remomber how the poor, fool negroes strutted and paraded, and fired tho old muskets, and had a big timo. "Cause you seo, sab, do bottom roll’s got on de ton o’ do fence,” they would say. And the soldiers who had missed threo or fonr Christ mases entered into tho onjoymont of this with renewed energy. Cnristmns ovo I was at Auut ’Mima’s house, I liked to bo with them, nnd hear Mock toll about the Shenandoah valley and 8 tone wall Jackson, and all his fond of adventure and perilous escape, and mighty victories and enrobing defeats. Annt Mima sat in the corner busy with her knitting. Betty was popping some red popcorn over the firo, and Mack sT half in shadow, sawing away on hla father' , old fiddle, the only pieco of porsonal property tho old man left to nis sons. Aunt 'Mims had been burled In thought, and I was a little startled when sho spoke so lud denlr. "Children, wouldn’t yon all be glad if Littlo Dick would come homo? Hit seems to mo that I'd be riconcilcd to all tho rest of he would jea’.conre home. That's alllask of the good Lord. Jee’ to see my baby boy again.” ‘Then your wish is granted.” como a voice from tbe door, "for your boy’s como home,” and in another breath Littlo Dick clasped in tho arms of mother and sister. I ahull not attempt to doscribo the scon will leave all that to tho tkcilo pen ol emotional novelist, who has the trick of por traying such things. I cannot for tho life of me remember to this day who it was that rescued the frying pan fall of popcorn from the fire. .1 do not snow how como tho fiddlo bridge down, and several strands of hair broken In tho bow. I know that after all was over we begun to ro- alizo that Little Dick had grown wonderfully tall. Ho bad added nearly a half a foot to hfs stature, and his fuzzy beard had developed into a'nice brown beard. He had been in a northern prison, and in a federal hospital, and ho had walked tho streets of many northern city, and bo had ‘ i Ttoll. Bat ho grown ton J esrs younger. Grass grew on the graves of er other boys, and she cherished thoir memo ry. but the living presence of her Imby bo strengthened and comfoittd hor. And now, I am going to tell you, oonfldeny tially, that this story is every word ti ue. I could carry you to a big lumbar mill on tho line of a sonthorn railroad, and I could show yon tho superintendent, who walks with a Bmp, that is Mock. I could carry you tom quiet home wbero a sweet-faced,woman,an an* dent dome and maiden lady divide tho honor of ruling ovor tbo realm of the household. Children frolic about tho premises. One of there women ia Mm. Loring, junior, one is Annt ’Minms, and one is Betty. Down at the office I could point out to you a thrifty, active look ing, business man. tho owner of the mill, and mg, uuunm ii i a if, uj that is Littlo Dice. Jackson's Duel With Dlekinson. In a paper in tho Southern Bivouac for April, tho convenatlon between General Harding •nd General Androw Jackson, relative to Jackson’s duel with Dickinson, is given: 'in conversation with General Jackson ono day, >aid: 'General, is a brave man ever frigh toned? “ 'I don’t know that I am competent to answor (hat question,’ said he. I replied: 'Tho world ac cords >ou as much bravery os is possessed by any If that bo to, Mr,’ said the general,'I would toy 1 have been as badly frightened as a gctleman ought ever to be.’ i said: 'I presume that was in somo of your In dian fights?' No,’ mid he, 'it was when I went on tho Hold with Dickinson. I knew him to be a cool, bravo, determined man, and the best shot I over saw, and never expected to leavo tho field alive. I owo my life to tbe fashion of tho day—tbo full-breasted coat. This and the peculiar conformation of my much-sunk cn chest wero all that saved mo. Dick inson’s bullet struck what appeared to be tho cen ter of my body tinder the right arm, and the ball grazed my breastbone. I had gone upou the field de termined not to tire at Dickmson, but to discharge my pistol in tbe atr, having no ground of quarrel with him, not wishing to hurt a hair of his head, tty quarrel was with bis father-in-law, Ervin; but when 1 felt myself shot, under the impression that had received a mortml!wound,and;smarting under this belief and the physical pain, I fired the fatal shot, and no act of my life have I ever regretted so much. Under the conditions of tbe meeting; wo bad a right to reccrvo the fire, because I knew that Dick inson could shoot so much more quickly than I could, it has been asserted in tbe public prints,* cold Old Hickory, ‘that I advanced cm Dickinson to deliver my shot and that he gave back, both of which statements are false, sir. I stood in my place when I fired and Dickinson remained In his, receiving my shot ilko a cool, have man as he was.’ ” General Harding said that at this same interview, which the last that be ever had with General Jack ■cn, the latter sold to him: ' -The world is greatly mistaken about my,having ... ungovernable temper. I never gave an earn- lition of temper wltbont my Judgment approved .L I sometimes round it necessary even to prevent the shutting of blood.’”^ A Mullet That hootbu, From the Court Journal. A German chemist has Invented a new kind o ana fcthctlc lullet, which be urges will, if brought into general rsc, greatly diminish tbe horron of w ar. The bullet is of a briito substance, breaking directly w hen it comes iu contact with tha object at which it ia aimed. It contains a powerful an**- thetic, producing instantaneonsly complete Insen- BILL ARP’S CHAT A HHEBZY DISQUISITION ON BOOMS AND BOOMRANORS. Booming ■ fltfleaos-Row loom. ... Born .ad Boerod in a Bloglo Oaj-An Arm.of Adventurer. That Webster says that a "boom" Id a hollow sound from an empty barrol. Every day wo rodd tbo exciting telegrams .boot tbo booms In southern cities, and our wonder is that theso big things baTe Just been discovered, I wanted to see a real genuine boom, and so I ran ovor to a na- boring city and cruised around,but everything looked about the aame aa It used to was and the merchants told me that business was dull, quite dull, liko it eras every spring. There wnsmuch talk about what they were going to do and maybo they will de something alter while. I saw them fixing up a brickyard but tbe main buslnesa seemed to be buying laud •r.d selling it again just for tho fun of tbo thing. Nobcdy talked about building on the land or planting any machinery that would give employment to labor. Tboro wero no new comers who came to atay. A new crowd of adventurers come overy day and about aa many leave. 8omo of thorn Invest and hold for a day or two and help on the boom until they makes fow hundred, and thonthoygooff to another town that U getting up a boom. They remind mo of old times whon tho traV' eling gamblers used to follow the courts around and pity fsro and nokcr at every town during court week snd clean up tbe surplus money from the unsophisticated, and leave them flat and bneted. Theso watered stocks In tbo great land and improvement companies are a good thing to use as a circulating medium. They ere a good thing to trade on with a bonus. Tboy are like a great many members of a legis lature—they sre lit to mako a quorum if they are not fit for anything elso. They are liko a gold mine, you must sell It, but never dig In It, nnd tho man who buys muit sell It again and let It keep on bolng Bold, and evory buyer must sell at an advance, If ho can. Yea, if he ean, Goorgo Francis Train mado a big speech Buffslo, snd said ho wanted the government to Issue ten thousand millions of paper money, and then everybody In the na tion would have a bat fall or a pocket fall, and wo wonld go to work and bnlld np rallroada and canals, and steamships, and churches, and theaters, and college* ana lino houses all ovor tho country, and all of ns bo to happy. When ' id If there wonldent be a big oolUpso after illo, ho said: “Yea, of coarse, there wonld; .*_nl -nfght.know that; bnt tho railroads, canals, and oburohes would bo there; they Now, lf?*thSo' mammoth opmpaalat will only build up something, wo would for* g ive tho collapoo whon It cams, at tho more yon water stock tho loos solid It becomes and the more nnllt for a foundation. Booming a town hae got to boa regular science, and no doubt will toon bo classified us ono of tho unknown oelonces, and a book be written upon it, and there will be normal schools to train the expert*. Tho hol low sound ftom an empty barrel will bo dlf nlflcd Into mutlo that will move the mnll tudes to tears. The boomerang attachment that follows the boom will lio treated of in another book by a different author. I sawone of these not long ago. Ayonngman took two thousand dollars or watered Jrtock at seventy- five cents (in the dollar, and it was boomed np to par, and hold on for a higher price until tho boomerang came along and gave tbo boom a back stroke and a side wipe, and now ho Is poking aronnd trying to got two- hundred for his two thousand, lint you don’t you see any mention oftheoo boomerang capers In tbo newspapers. They .are not tolographod They ore out of tho regular programme. Tho latest and mostlmprovea method is for few oxperto to got an option on GOO aerea or waste land at ono hundred dollar* an acre, then organise Into a gtfcat land and improve ment company, with a prospectus of Iron fur naces and rolling mlllo and Beraeman plant* and water tho filly fbonesnd dollars np to half a million of stack and float it on a tidal wave of flfty cents In tho dollar, and by tbe time one-fourth of the stock bao boon taken tha original invootors are to drop ont and lot tha new mombom pad- die their own canoe. Bometimos they “start her” at twenty-five cents and “boom her np” gradually until they havo dooblol or trebled their money, and thon yon will hear something drop If yon are dose by, bnt It won’t got Into tbo newspapers, for the poor follows who on losers don’t want anything said about it. They took the hazard—they wanted something for nothing,IS and they got nothing for something, and ft te all right alt aronnd. Now when an acre of ground away out in the snbnrbo of a town sol It for II vo hun dred dollars and the next day for a thousand and so on nntil it hao advanced to twenty-live hundred within a week, and nobody ha* any design or intention of building npon It, yon may know that there it a fool or a fraud at ono end of tho rope. It Isa speculative craze—a mania tbit 1a Jnst si degrading u gambling and ranch moro demoralizing to tbe young snen of tbe land. Why, It teems that there spec- ntatoro don’t bold np for Sunday, bnt Jnat keep dealing on. Tbe ohjoct of a great land and im provement company under tbe modern boom is not to buy land and build np mannfactorleo thereon, bnt to boy options and tell stock. A compsny may be capitalized at two hundred thousand dollars or half a million, bnt five per cent will sc core a big basket foil of opUonaand for a time—say six months-glva control of 60- 0C0 acres of land. Within that tlmejt can be •eon whether the concern will (ink or swim, survive or perish. If the stock goes above par tho shrewd ones can unload, and they goner, ally do at a handieme profit. That Is tho Jay Gould plan. Now when a land and Improvement comps- ny organizes on a paid-up basis and actuslly purchase vaiuablo mineral lands with inten tion to go to wosk and build and develop. It commends itself to onr people. Wo can seo what they have got and know they hive paid for it. Those ventures ncod no boom, no iutU- tkn, co (spots, to daily trlegrams and thoy seek rone. It is altogether proper and oxpo dient for a people to sot forth fairly before the public tbe natural advantsgee of their section and te invito a visit firm those recking investments, but this unnatural and fictitious inflation that shocks the Judrment of conservative men is ail wrong and should be discountenanced. The value of land is always proportionate to tbo income that can probably bo derived from it. Tho incomo is tbe true basis of ita worth, and that Income dees not fluctuate much, never rapidly, A S iece of land that is worth only five hundred ollsrs today cannot be worth a thousand to morrow and two thousand next day. Now here to Bartow county, that Is by fiar tbe rhhest in mineral land* of any county In the state. Tho tax returns ard tha United siUlity, lastingfortwoboon., which, except that the triton r.l the r cart continues. Is not to be dls- ttatuirbed from death. White In this condition, I fret. T _i.~J._- the* Cumin chemist points ewhthe bodies may^bs I packtd in wagons tad canted off u pslsoners, 1 thing. It m N whon tut grand old pioneer, Hark A. Cooper, located his fhrnace and foundry and merchant mills, and other manufactures here, over forty years ago. Hit prophetlo eye aw the hidden wealth of this grandest of nature's itorehousco, and hs purchased reventeen thousand acres of there mineral lands. But for tho war he would donbtleos havo been tbo largest and wealthiest manufacturer in tho aouth. The man who was •o careless about firs burned and destroyed sll his works, bnt now theso lands havo recently fallen Into tha hands of enterprising capitalists— not boomers, bnt earnest mon, who havo corns to stay, and now have their engineers In tho dold at work. Around these lands are thousand! ofacreejustssrleh In minerals. Every hill snd mountain teems with ore—Iron, manga nese, marble, plumbago, gold, silver, asboatoe, or millstone grit Thiele tbs ranking county In tho state in tbo value of her lands per acre, aa returned under oath by tho tax payers. It la tho ranking county In the state for the number of bushels of wheat made, not only in tho aggregate, but S ir acre. Wltls Gordon county Included, it ia lio beat region in the ststo for tbo growth of clover and tbe grasses. It Is watered by clear, fast flowing streams that havo water mills al most In sight of each other. The soil it dark chocolate and respond! well to tho farmer's toil. Cartoravlllo la tho county town and has moro beautiful locations for rotldoncot than uny town in the state-Marietta not ox- copied, Wejbsvo no boom and good prop erty am bo bad at reasonable figures, Wchavs tbo Etowah river noaronough for all dcsirabls purposes—only two miles away—and it behave* much bettor then it does abont thirty miles lower down. Wo litre a prohibition town and prosperous churches atd splendid schools, and well behavod chil dren, except somo. Not long ago Sam Jones asked all the boys under atiteen years, who had never imoked * cigarette, to hold up their hands, and all hold them np bnt two—or, may bo only two held thorn np—I am not ouro, bnt I am sure that It wu ono way or the other. We aro going to havo waterworks before long, and ovary fall wo have tabernacle meetings and have Bam Jonra and all tho big guns to ihoot off cannon and waka np tho numbering people from their lethargy. Tobe Jackson bus loft theso parts and nobody ta afraid of dynamite now. We are very well content snd our peoplo are not overly suxiout to get rich (oxoept some,) bnt we will give glad welcome to those who choose to come and domicile with us. Wo wilt moot anybody, whether poor or rich, on half way groonde, Wo will ray “howdy" and ask after tho foist, bnt they must ray ''howdy," too, and oik after onto. 1 made a remark about tho Browns not long ago and a nsbor told mo that I wonld have to bo careful for tho Brown* wore vary “techeous." “Well,” said I, “I want It dis tinctly understood that I am 'tocheous,' too,' and 1 am. _ Bill Ann. MAUDB A. HARRIS! Pobtlarp, Mo,, March 20.—Lieutenant MaudoA. Harris, a noted Salvation Army “etar,” is at tbo barracks here. Sbo is a noted poisoimgo, and in hor tlmo has playod many parts, and playod them woll. Sno was given to Adam Forepaugb, Sr., when not quite four S eam old, and was at onco pnt In training for jo cJrcuj bnainMS. Tho story aha tolls of the aufforlngs of those •arly days Is most patbstlo. Child as sba was, tho was unablo to make Mends with the circus peoplt, bnt ths cultivated the ooqnalntoaoo of tho dumb beasts. While ahe scarcely recalls a kind word spoken to her by any ono of her numerous masters, ahe remembers hoi ' “ great elephant took hor Into his conllden affection. He would put hla trunk about har, and in many waya make hor understand that tho had ono friend. When trained she wss bionght before tho public u ' Carrie Brown, tho champion Jttvo- nilo bareback rider of tho world," and before •be hod seen ten yeareftsdcrossed the Atlantic twlco and bad appeared In almost ovory city of note in tho United States. Sho hatslnc* cross* cd tho Atlantlo flfty tlmoo. Weary of tbe life sbo was loading, tho child rider resolved to mako an effort to escape, and after an evening performance In Philadelphia mado her way out under tbe tent, and clad only In tbe dreta of tho stage, escaped, and eras leaving Tenth street for Walnut when ths almost dashed Into tho arms of Edwin Forrest. Tbe great tetor caught hot and hold hor fast. “Don't taka mo bade, don't take mo book," tho exclaimed. Mr. Forrest took htr to his hotel, gave hor food and hoard her story, and resolved to stand by her. Hs took up her ctso and re covered $2,100 from tho company for her past A GLIMPSE OF BEAUVOIR. A Modest icuiloo WMah Attrsots seers Atssa-fos TSsnAur other la toe Country-WonSsrlul Vitality or tbo Eminent Soldier nod ■tatiemsii-nieCfaermfns Deuxbter. seivlcca. Nor did tho kindness of Mr. Forraot stop with that. Ue took tho girl into hi* own oosnpany snd g*vo hor a good start in lifo. She remained with Furreet'a company for flvo yurt, and was then engaged for alx months by John L. Davenport, after whloh •ho was a member of Edwin Booth's company for two years. Thon sho went with Mary Anderaon to Europe. Sho la vary fond of tolling of the great Mary, for whose conversion she constantly praya. After leaving her list company sho said good bye to tbo stage forever. hhe wss next offend an engagement by tho manager of a “mixed" baseball club, composed, as the term Indicates, of both men and woman. After earning tOOO that way MtaeUarrla turned her attention to still another lino, and went In aa n competitor la a rowing contest and won tho championship. Ths Patapsco river at Baltimore war tho scene of her lost triumph In this line. “Why not turn Jockey rider." some one sng- geakd, and ahe caught at the idea, and roda in many a toco, her partnor being Jennie Camp bell. Sho wu then bnt 10, and threw minoy array “In showers." This wss the time whon she might have made a fortuno, u aha, with Jennio Campbell, had the Hold to thomwlvos. Sho left the business poor sod soon had s . ng sickness of many months, during which ahe flrat heard tbo Bible read. Soon after ahe recovered obe wu led hy curioelty to go the Solvation Army meeting conducted by Captain Mary Lloyd and wu converted. Up to that night she had never attended a religions ser vice of any description. Her life had bean filled with strange advon- ,_rr» and narrow! escape*. Her limbs have been frequently broken, and the eight of one eje destroyed. 8b* wu onco shipwrecked, when tbo ship on which tho KatsClaxtou com pany bod embarkd took flrs. When saved by a passing skip, Mia Harris had tccu 'tinging to a spar for ono night, aid slmoat ono day. At wbat !o known nr the S eat Kate Claxton fire in Chicago, ihe ore aped om the McVk-ker theater by craping ont by tbo window, reaching tbo roof of the next bonding and thon making her way to the side walk hand over hand down a repo. “After earning and throwing away thousands of dollars. Lieutenant Harris is working for to a week—if ebe gets it—and boards hetself out of that," la the way a Sal ration 1st puts It When questioned in regard to her strangely eventful life alto la ready to respond bat always closes by saying, "On* day with tho Lord Is hotter Rartbqnalco Shocks, Bong, March 21.—A slight shock of earth quake was felt today at Mentone, where tho people an still camping under temporary shel ters, Msj. John Elder, the well known artist, has jnat returned from qnlto a lengthy visit at ths home of ex-Preeldent Jefferson Davis, at Bean, voir, Mississippi, where he wu engaged In tho work of painting a life-sized portrait of tho noted toldier and statesman. “1 was the gnest of tho family at Beauvoir jnat a month," raid Major Elder. “The Davie family,asyou know, consists of Mr. Davis, Mm. Davis and their ( harming . daughter, Mias Wlnnlo. It is a happy house hold, where hospitality is tho prevailing spirit, llcauvolr Is overrun with visitors. From all over the tenth, north, east and west they come, and etch finds a kindly welcome awaiting him. They find a frail, spare mats whoso white hair and bosrd indicate tho flight of tlmo, but whose every move'reflects tho strong, resolute character of whloh this country hat known to much. This is the central flguro of tho household, Mr. Davis ia wonderfully vigorous for a man of hla years—hs it almost eighty—and can ontwalk mo any day. I re- member one evening I wu siring my knowl edge of fencing by going through a few motions with a cane. Mr. Davis look np anothor, nnd it wu not three minutes before he hod dis armed me with the greatest ease, “It is really wonderful to seo how tho peoplo down tboro lovo hluf. Ho could go to tho United 8tatcs senate any day if he wonld bnt take tho oath of allegiance. 1 asked him why ho didn’t do it. ‘“Oh, no,' |ho answered, 'I am too old for that rert of thing, and want nctblng to do with lt'now.’ “Mr. Davis end I went down to Now Orleans ono day. There ho Is known by almost every body, snd It wu next to impossible to walk along the streets, oonnmeront were tho greet ings bo received. They wren of all kinds. I wu struck with the emotion of an old fellow, who said, with tears In his oyes: “ 'Oh, Unndo Jeff, I'm powcrfhl glad te toe you, I've hoped I might so yon onco more. Bat I carry yon with mo always.'' With that ho bared hla forearm, and there wss Davis's portrait tattooed upon tho akin. Mr. Davta was visibly affected, sod giving tha old fellow a parting blotting pawed on. “Mr. Davta to tho moat charming conversa tionalist I ever knew. Ho can converse upon any anbject, and It, in reality, a Tut storehouse of information and knowlodgo. Everybody It rbtimed with him. His grandeur of mannor, tho strength and force of overy motion, to gether with bit gcutloncss aud courtesy, im press everybody, “Mrs. Davis is a woman lit te bo tbo wifo of suebaman. MisaWlnnlo—woll, Itishard to find words to describe her. Sba ta tha most rcmarkablo women I know. Brlght-and intelligent, a brilliant ronvorsa- tlohfiljst in threo or four dlfiurcnt-languages, using each with tbo greatest of ouse, highly ac complished, and all that, sho It tha sort of n young ltdy who would shlno forth brilliantly amid any surroundings. But whatl admire is hor tunny disposition, always happy and cheerful, aha goes about tho iiinuo whitt ling and singing, carrying sanuhlnn ovory- where. She Is a wonderful girl, indood. Countertenors Convicted. Fiuladkipma, Marsh 24 — Sovoral months tgoj. Blcbtrdson Parks, 240 Sonth Tooth street, wu arrested for counterfeiting the cele brated potent medietas, 8.8. a, mtatrikeiarod at Atlanta, Go. This wonderful romody hid. become so popular that Mr. r*rks raw money in counterfeiting it and drov# an txtonslTo trade In and ont of l'hllsdolrihta. Hs was ar rested and bound ovor for trial. Hit trial camo off on yesterday and today the Jury brought In a verdict of guilty. Tbo eontenoo has not jot been pronounced. Swlft'a Specific 10000* another triumph In this transaction. WEDDED IN A SHOW WINDOW. From tho Chicago Tribune. A wedding in a show window at 307 nnd 209 West Indian* street attracted a crowd of S,000 or 4,000 peoplo to tbo scene lost night snd completely blocked up Ibe street for nearly two square* Tbs advertisement standing in • of tho city papers for several days, offkrlng to do nate the contents of a large, trlpploabow window to any young couple who would consent to be mar ried there. John Hplccr, an honest young working man, living at Eaglswood, answered the advert is*. ment, snd raid that binuelf and Miss Mary Culplia were willing to mako tke bargain. Tbo announcement wu made public that tha ceramooy would tak* place at s o'clock Saturday evening, and a curious throng began to gather soma lime before the hour designated. The crowd grow to such dimensions that Hergoaot Beaublen, with ten officers from the West Chicago avenue station, wu called to tho scono to maintain order. At S o'clock three closed carriages, containing the bridal party, drove around Iho corner o( Center avenns and vainly attempted to mako a pooHge way to tbo front door, despite the efforts of tho squad of police officer* Tho crowd at once recognized ths party In tho carriage!, and tho cheering and yelling which enattad would have rendered an ordinary hollar eiploeioa htndbio. IIy executing * fleck movement aa entrance wu gained by way or the rear door through the alley. Juatteofflacher, who bod been engaged to perform tbo ceremony, accompanied Ihe party In tho carriage, hut he refilled at tho latt moment to fhee the crowd, end Jnatlee fiber- hard!, of Jefferson, wu sent ft>r. During the hour of waiting which followed the crowd amused Itself by hooting snd yelling end crushing against saw anothtrlogetagilapseof the show-window. The Jefferson Justice at length arrived, and hi* appearance with tbe bridal couple in the window wee greeted by more cheers from the thousand* without, the most of whom:could not get clow enough to see whet wu going on. Tho window occupied tho entire width of on* store-room, end wu profusely decorated with garlands of flow sen tad wreaths of evergreen, in tho background were complete rate of bedroom, kitchen and par lor furniture with which to furnish the new rt*I- denco of the cample at 40 Center avenue. Tho bride and groom were plainly dreraed in street costume, and seemed rather nervous under tho scrutiny of thotarg* audience. The ceremony was performed by tha Justice with brevity and despatch, tha qua*. Ilona end answers being entirely mandible r— even the enstemr— iu their prafplti with Traced by Bar Sand Files. From ihe flan Angelo, Tex., Enterpriae. Tbe little 3-year-old daughter of Mr. Taylor, whose straying bom homo w* mentioned ta Ms* week's ttsoo, wu fbund Thursday of lass wukln a clump of bus bee live miles from born*, after being out four days and three night* All tharaea laths lad to hex raWTCtyy