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Volume LVI. rio?mEns l BEooEDE t R b “ 8he ' i *° IIS: f cohhoupatep m2. Milledgeville, Ga., Apbil 13. 1886.
Number 40.
Come and See the Beautiful
H&TDISPLAY
T. L McCOMB k C0 T S, r
Embracing all that is New, Desirable and Grand!
It will pay you to call! Don’t sleep over your opportunities!
You may lose something if you stay away! Come early while every
thing is fresh and new.
We are a<min to the front with one of the handsomest stocks of
goods that we have ever shown in this city.
“The Flowers that bloom in the Spring,
Tra La.
Have nothing to do with the case.' * 1 * * * * *
13 ut ff*e Say ’This:
Let others quote their prices.—We tell you if they quote Calicoes
at one cent per yard, we will sell you better Calico at same price.
If they quote you Shoes at 10c per pair, we will sell you better
Shoes* 7 for 10c per pair. And so it goes throughout our whole stock.
WE HAVE THE CAPITAL
To do business on, and CHALLENGE (mark the word) Competition.
We have determined to do the
“Lion's Share”
Of the Dry Goods Business in this City,
REGARDLESS OF CONSEQUENCES.
Our stock is strictly First-Class in all its various departments.
We carry
Dry Goods, Clothing, Shoes,
Gents' Furnishing Goods,
•Mattings, fyc., fye.
To all we extend a cordial welcome. Remember we Guarantee
Prices, and you shall have polite attention.
T. L, McCOMB & CO.,
Xo. 8 and 10 South Wayne Street.
Don't Forget the Number.
-Milledgeville, Ga., April 16th, 1886. dO lm.
The Macon Telegraph, of the 7th,
says the opening of the East Tenn.,
Ya., & Ga. R. R. permitted informa
tion to be obtained of the damage
done by the freshet North of Macon.
We quote the following items:
The Ocmulgee river at Smith’s Mills,
is just getting back into the banks
from one of the greatest freshets ever
known, even by the oldest inhabitants
of that section. The high water mark
of 1881 was exceeded by four feet.
The damage to land, stock, and all
kinds of property on the river was
immense.
All the ferry boats between Smith’s
Mills and Macon, so far as heard from,
ire gone. The negro ferryman at Mr.
Tom Goodman’s ferry, five or six
miles below Smith’s Mills, had his
house surrounded by water Wednes
day night, and attempted to make his
escape with his wife and four children
in a boat. It capsized with them and
his wife and children were drowned.
He himself made a narrow escape by
swimming to land through the dark
ness, without knowing where he was
going. The bodies of the woman and
children have not been recovered.
A large flouring mill, ten miles a-
boye Smith's mill and known as the
"Key mill,” the projierty of Captain
S. F. Smith of.Butts county, was
washed away and has not been seen
or heard of s’ince.
Bottom land on the river as far up
the river as can be heard from, is com
pletely ruined. Fields that were
plowed, manured, and planted nicely
were swept as clean as a yard, while
others were piled waste deep in sand,
and still others were washed out in
holes, leaving little lakes standing in
1 n y m large as an ordinary millpond
w Here the water was never known
to be before.
,, ■^ Gcmulgee Mills in Butts county,
. . , m er rose five feet, over former
nigh water marks. Great damage
was none. °
For eight years Col D. J. William
son, Quarter-Master U. S. A. and py.
C. S. Consul at Callao, was crippled
with rheumatism, He got no relief
until he used St. Jacobs Oi). which
cured him. No remedy on earth e-
quals it for pain. Price, fifty cents a
bottle.
George Caught of the Indian nation
returning-to his home near Table-
quah after dark the other evening,
ueard a child’s cry and the howl of
Wolves. He found his own little five-
year-old daughter, and not fifty feet
hvay a pack of wolves.
The Native Africans.
We were, a few days since, looking
over an account of the travels of an
Englishman in Africa in 1820. Of course
great changes have taken place since
by various English, German and
French Colonies in that wildest of all
the continents of our globe. The
present discussion about the negroes
in this country induced us to read
more of this work than we otherwise
should, and we shall not trouble our
readers with much of what we read in
the work. Beyond all dispute Afri
ca was the dreariest, most savage, and
least enlightened part of the earth,
for in every section where the negro
existed, the people were the most
stupid and ignorant in the world.
Terrestrial nature possessed beauty, in
some places, equal to that of other
I continents, but it was unstamped with
any image of departed greatness:
there was nothing to awaken t). his
torical recollection, but harboring in
its bosom only ignorance and barbari
ty. The soil was good, the woods lux
uriant, wild fowl were plentiful, na
ture had flung over some regions the
witchery of enchantment, but there
was no evidence of a deed performed
in the clime to redeem it from barba
rism and stupidity. Man was found
there but one step removed from the
gorilla. The monarchs, of the wilder
ness, were the trees, not the men who
roved under the shady bowers. Tor
tunately, or unfortunately, for
native African, civilized nations,
British, the French and German,
others, have taken possession of
Jions of Africa without purchase, or
paying tribute, as if it was waste land
to be taken up by the first comer.
This is a poor showing for the native
African. There is no other nation of
people who would not have resisted the
invader and yielded only to superior
force and arms. It is the descendants
of these people to whom the Lnion
leaders, of the late war between the
States, have given equal political
rights with the whites. The negroes
have found that this Sudden anil ex
traordinary grant does not sustain
their temporary delusion, that they
would be exempted from the curse 01
toiling in the sweat of their brows.
There is no manna to be gathered m
indolence, and to make contracts t°*
labor a id abide by them, faithfully,
is the best counsel their true menus
can give the form their present, and
perhaps, their ultimate prosperity.
“Silver Lake” and other fine brands
of Tobacco just arrived, at the nev.
drug store of Dr. T. H. Kenan.
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PARTY.
There always has been and always
will be parties in every country bless
ed with liberal principles. In despo
tisms and all absolute governments the
people are ruled by the rescripts of
the despot who is almost in every case
a royal robber. His fiat is law, and it
is always dangerous to disobey his
edicts. In Liberal England and Re
publican France there are not only
parties, but generally several, each
one having its leaders and followers.
In our country, from its origin, there
have existed, mainly, two, which un
der all their phases and names have
had their followers among the peo
ple. For a long term of years they
were the Republican and States
Rights parties, each professing to be
governed by the principles of the
Federal constitution. Both claimed
to be patriotic and devoted to the
best interests of the people. One, the
Jeffersonian, were strict advocates of
state sovereignty and rights, the
other, led by Hamilton, the Adams’
and others like them, contended that
ours was a consolidated government,
and the majority had a right to con
strue the powers, liberally, and de
mand obedience to their construction
of the powers conferred in the Federal
constitution.
We have said this much as a basis
upon which to say a few words upon
passing events. The present Republi
can party is the representative of the
old Hamiltonian and Adams party,
and the present Democratic party is
the representative of the old Jefferso
nian party.
We use the term party in the sense
of a division of the people by which
one portion adhered to the Hamilto
nian idea and another portion to the
Jeffersonion view. We have no desire
now, to discuss the principles of eith
er. Our only object is to refer to the
needs and rights of parties. The peo
ple become divided in sentiment as to
the doctrines of certain great leaders.
Some go to the Hamiltonian and some
to the Jeffersonian, and all divide
upon their application to the needs of
the country. The one set adopt meas
ures to promote its interests, and the
other adopt measures greatly at vari-
ence for the same purpose. Of course
either party watches the other and
criticises its measures aqd methods
with a view to its accession to power.
Whether the measures of the Re
publican party have been good or
bad for the last fourth of a century,
the Democratic party utterly con
demns them as full of plague spots
and disease, and after repudiating
them for all that time have at last
overthrown it and have obtained pos
session of the reins of power. The
question now is, how will they main
tain the power they have gained?
First, let us say that every man, who
voted for Cleveland and Hendricks
and aided in electing them is entitled
to praise for his vote. Unquestiona
bly they would not have been elected
but for a small and respectable por
tion of Republican votes. No Demo
crat should, or would find fault with
Mr. Cleveland for recognizing a due
distribution of the official stations, at
his command, among those Republi
cans who aided in securing his election.
He has conceded to them the Post
mastership of New York, the most lu
crative within the limits of our Union.
We do not remember having seen any
Democratic complaint of this. Nor
will democrats censure him for retain
ing a reasonable number of Republi
cans in other official stations. With
out republican votes in New Y r ork, lie
would not have been elected Presi
dent, nor would he have been elected
but for the votes of the great Demo
cratic Party. While, therefore we do
not object' both upon principles of
gratitude and policy, to Mr. Cleve
land’s favoring some republicans, we
do object upon principles of gratitude
and policy, lo the retention of Repub
licans in more than three-fourths of
the offices in the United States. In
our opinion it is madness and folly to
do this. Patriotism dwindles to * a
shadow when the enemy is installed
all over the land in the places to
which Democrats are entitled. Pa
triotism is left to chance, it may dwin
dle to a shadow when all along the
hills and vales of the country, the
call of Democrats is answered with the
cry, that Republicans, who perform
t heir duty shall n6t be disturbed, es
pecially. when we remeimer that
public virtue has been made a shadow
bv those who plasced them in office
for upholding them in their wicked
careers.
THE ANGEL AND THE LILY.
In Memory of
MRS. ANNIE K. SPENCER,
Died Not. 2i, 18*5.
BY BBHTHA MAY IYOBY.
An angel knelt above the world one day,
Two large soft tears like pearls so lustrous
fair,
Were in his eyes whilst laying his dear hand
Upon a lily, breathing there a prayer,
But lotJi to pluck if from its garden home.
He first so gently the white leaves caressed,
It swayed beneath the touch as tf to go.
The hoiy hand had sanctified and blessed.
But still the angel knelt and raised his eyes,
Wet with warm tears, and said, “When I
shall take
This lily from her stem to lift with me.
Some hearts will sorrow that, they cannot
break:
Some little otips will miss the fragrance sweet;
One heart will feel his very life-light gone,
And sobs will storm and others feel too deep,
To weep within the pale chill winter's wan,
Some hearts will burn in agony of grief,
Some hearts will feel the song of life all
hushed, \ '
Some hearts will feel the rain of anguished
pain
So torrent-foaming joy will seem e'er crush
ed.
Some hearts -will feel the flower’s gentle sway
When gone bereave them of all tender care,"
Some hearts will bend and pray to God alone,
To save them from their lonely, dark des
pair. •
.Must I Mien break this lily from its home—
' The dms,te sweet flower that giyetii so much
‘ ^.^waee,
And beautifies the garden all about
With light as fair as brother angel’s face?
Must 1? But God commands. He knaiceth
best.
He knows if left to blossom with perfume,
That storms may come and lightning rudely
cleave
Ana shed its leaves into a darkened gloom.
That winds might come unto the lily flower.
And scatter all the beauty of its heart;
That darkeued clouds might wrap their som
bre cowls,
And all sweet sunlight from its chalice part.
Now all is fair. There in love's sunshine rare
As heaven’s bright smile, the flower blooms
In state
And ere one petal feels an unkind breath
Of earth. To heaven its grandeur I trans
late.
There to eternal joy, there to eternal lore.
Where aught that’s human seems so weak
and smalh
And when it blooms within God’s garden
grand,
Dewdrops of beauty from her heart shall
fall
Upon the souls below, all sorrow-filled:
And the sweet dews of comfort shall em-
pearl
Within their souls, and peace will come again
And joy that God His safety did unfurl.
Upon their flower.” Thus said the angel fair,
And tenderly he raised the flower’s form,
And plubked it from its stem; a light arose;
And clouds of incense perfuming with charm,
Above the world high floating with the flower
Within bis hand aloft, the angel sped,
An , high in heaven a welcome chvrus rang,
But down on earth they wept and said, “she's
dead/”
A BABY’S DEATH.
13Y SWINBURNE.
The little eyes that never knew
Light other than of dawning skies,
What new life now lights up anew
The little eyes?
Who knows but on their sleep may rise
Such light as never heaven let through
To lighten earth from Paradise?
No storm, we know, may change the blue
Soft heaven that happy death descries;
No tears, like these in ours, bedew
• The little eyes.
Angel by name love called him, seeing so fair
The sweet small frame;
Mete to be called, if ever man’s child were,
Angel by naine.
Rose bright and warm from heaven's own heart
he came,
And might not bear
The cloud that covers earth’s wan face with
shame.
His little light oriife was all too rare
And soft a flame;
Heaven yearned for him till angels hailed him
there
Angel by name.
A Freak of Fortune.
BY BERTHOUD.
Some fashionable ladies are not sat
isfied with ready-made fans, but
must have them made to order; they
are, however satisfied with Dr. Hun s
Cough Syrup and take it regularly.
There is no one who does not know
some work, or at least the name of
Albert Durer, the admirable painter,
of whom the Emperor Maximilian
said, “I can easily make a noble of a
peasant, but 1 cannot change an igno
ramus into as skilful an artist as Al
bert Durer; I ought then to prize
Albert Durer more than all the nobles
of my court.” Besides, little as we
are versed in the biography of cele
brated artists, we know, even in its
minutest detail, the agitated life of
the German painter, and many have
some anecdotes to relate upon the
fretful disposition of his wife, and
upon the continual bickerings with
which she harassed the poor man.
Avaricious, fretful, yielding herself
up to the impetuosity of a capricious
character, she was not disarmed by
the lazy bonhomie of Durer, neither
by his inexhaustible patience. In
vain did he give himself up with un
exampled assiduity to the labors of
his art, and every day produced one
of those admirable engravings which
are sought after so eagerly at the
present day, she pursued him even
into his study, and there, in the pres
ence of his pupils, spared him neither
outcries or abuse.
She was in the habit of associating
in her clamors the name of Samuel
Djuhobret, with the name of her hus
band. Samuel Duhobert was one of
the pupils of Durer, who through pity
had admitted him into his stud}’, not
withstanding his age and poverty.
For Samuel could reckon forty years,
and had no other resource for a living
than that of painting signs, or the
hangings of rooms, a sort of luxury
much in vogue at that time in Germa
ny. Small, hump-backed, ugly, and
more than all stuttering so as not to
be able to pronounce two syllables,
you can easily understand that he
found himself the sport of the other
pupils of Durer, and that if any trick
was played in the study, it was aimed
constantly at Samuel. Buffeted by
his comrades, tormented by Madame
Durer, who could not forgive his be
ing admitted gratis into the study,
having for his repast only black bread
whenever he had any at all, the poor
fellow found no relaxation except on
those days days when he could escape
into the country, and go to paint at
his ease some one of the beautiful
views so numerous in the environs of
Nuremburg. Then he was no longer
the same man. His countenance hum
bled and chagrined, expanded and be
come radiant, as a rose opens and be
comes radiant in the sun. He ought
to be seen seated upon the grass, his
portfeuille upon bis knee, endeavor
ing to seize some of those admirable
effects of light which he particularly
excelled in re-producing. After hav
ing passed the day in this manner, he
returned to Nuremburg, and the next
day avoided speaking in the study of
his excursion and still more showing
the sketches he had designed. Accus
tomed to be the object of unpitying
railery, he could not suppose that his
works would excite other Jihan con
tempt ; so he resumed silently in the
most neglected corner, the little place
where he ‘ebanchait’ the engravings
of his master, fulfilling relatively to
these works the functions, the practi-
ciens to sculptors.
Excepting on those rare rural excur
sions just mentioned, Samuel arrived
at the point of the day, and remained
there until night. Then he entered
into his garret and re-produced upon
the canvas the views he had sketched
in the country. In order to procure
pencils and colors he imposed upon
himself the most rude privations; he
went even many times, says the Ger
man historian from whom we borrow
these details, he went even to rob
from his comrades some bags of colors
and some pencils, so passionately he'
loved his art above everything else.
Three years rolled away without
Samuel having revealed to the world,
his master or his comrades, the results
of his nocturnal labors. How did he
support himself. This is a secret be-
tween God and himself.
One day he fell sick; a violent fever
seized upon his ‘chetive’ person, and
for nearly a week he lay upon his bed
of straw without any one coming to
sympathize in his sufferings. His
head on fire, and feeliug that he was
going to perish, abandoned by every
body, he took a desperate resolution;
lie arose, put under his arm the last
picture he had painted, and directed
liis sieps toward the residence of a
broker, in order to sell his work, no
matter at what price. Fortune willed
that he should pass before a house
where a great many people were as
sembled. He approached; it was an
auction of objects of art, collected by
a connoisseur, during thirty years’
unheard of pains, and, according to
custom, dispersed without pity, and
sold after the death of the savant,
who had passed his life in adorning
his precious collection.
Samuel approached one of the ap
praisers, and obtained from him, not
without difficulty, by force of impor
tunity, and after many prayers, that
the picture he carried under his arm
should be put up at auction.^ The
appraiser valued it at three thalers.
Good 1 thought Duhobret, I am sure
of having something fo eat for a whole
week, if I can only find a purchaser.
The picture made the tour of the cir
cle and passed from hand to hand,
while the monotonous voice of the
auctioneer repeated, “Three thalers!
who will give it? At three thalers!”
Nobody answered.
“Oh! my God! my God !” murmured
the poor Samuel, “my picture will not
be sold! what will become of me ?
And vet it is my best painting; I have
never done better; the air circulates
through the foliage of my trees, and
they would say that the leaves move,
tremble and murmur. The water ap
pears limpid; it is the Pregnite, beau
tiful, pure, fruitful and luminous.
How much life in the animals that
come to quench their thirst 1 And
then at the bottom what an admirable
view ; the Abbey of Neubourg with
its spire transparent and beautiful
as lace, its elegant structure which a
village surrounds with a belt of houses:
The Abbey of Neubourg, from which
they have’just driven the monks, and
which I am much afraid will be soon
demolished by its new proprietor ; for
alas ! what will he do with an Abbey
and a steeple, the honest Lutheran ?’
“At twenty-five thalers” murmured
a feeble and husky voice, which made
Samuel, almost stupified, leap with
joy. ,
He raised himself on tiptoe, and en
deavored to see who it was that just
pronounced those words, thrice bless
ed. Oh, surprise ! it was the broker
to whose house Samuel was going,
when his good angel inspired him with
the idea of stopping at the auction
and exposing his picture there.
“Ar fifty dialers,” cried a ringing
voice. Samuel would have willingly
embraced the stout mau clothed in
black, who said that. ,
‘‘At a hundred thalers—’’ coughed
tne croaking voice of the broker.
It was immediately drowned oy
these words, thundered forth wi.h
great eclat:
“At two hundred thalers.
“At three hundred!”
“At four hundred!”
“At a thousand thalers!”
There was then a great silence
among the persons present, who ar
ranged themselves about the two rival
bidders, who stepping forward into
tne circle, found themselves isolated
there like two combatants. Samuel
thought he was dreaming and uttered
some confused exclamations.
“At two thousand thalers—” said
the broker with a drv and forced
laugh.
“At ten thousand 1” replied the
stout man, his face purple with rage.
“Twenty thousaud;” the broket-
pale with excitement, joined his
hands, agitated by a convulsive move
ment.
The stout man, who was sweating
and puffing, stammered forth rather
than said : “Forty thousand thalers!”
The broker hesitated. But a con
quering and insolent look from lib
adversary made him murmur “Fifty
thousand thalers.”
The silence soon became profound,
for in his turn the stout man now lies
itated.
During that time what had become
of poor Samuel? He was striving
with all his might to awake himself;
“for” said he, “after such a dream my
misery will appear to me more horri
ble, and my hunger more insupporta
ble.”
“Eh! well, a hundred thousand
thalers!”
“A hundred and twenty-five thous
and—
“The Original for the copy!—ami
may the devil take you, you d d
broker.”
The broker went out in a state to be
pitied, and the stout man was carry
ing away victoriously the picture,
when he saw advancing towards him
Samuel Duhobret, hump-backed, lame
and in rags. The stout man wished
to get rid of what he thought a beg
gar, throwing by him a little money.
But the hump back said to him:
“When shall I enter into posses
slon of my abbey, my castle and my
grounds? for I am the painter of the
picture 1”
And he thought to himself, oh! the
beautiful dream—the beautiful dream,
why must the least noise awaken me
immediately from it!
The stout man, one of the richest
lords of Germany, the Count of Dun
kelbach, drew from his pocket a porte
fuille, tore out a leaf from it, ami
wrote some lines.
“There, my good friend, there are
the necessary orders to put you in
possession of your property—adieu."
Samuel came at length to persuade-
himself that he was not dreaming
He took possession of his castle sold
it, and was proposing to become ai
honest burgeois, painting only for his
own gratification, when he died of an
indigestion.
His picture remained a long time in
the gallery of the Count Dunkelsbaeh,
and is now in the possession of tin-
king of Bavaria.
Eureka Recitations.
We have just received from the
Publishers, Number Mix of this series
of Recitations, called “The Eureka
Recitations and Readings.”
It has been compiled and prepared
by Mrs. Anna Randall Diehl, whose
reputation as a writer of standard
works on Elocution, and also as a
teacher of the art. is second to none.
It is especially adapted for Day and
Sabbath Schools, all Adult and Juve
nile Organizations, Young People's
Associations, Reading Clubs, Temper
ance Societies, ami Parlor Entertain
ments. All those who are interested
in providing an entertainment should
have Number Six of this collection.
The very low price asked for these
books must cause a large sale. It
contains 128 pages, and is bound with
a handsome lithograph cover printed
in four colors, and will be mailed to
any address, postpaid, on receipt of
twelve cents in stamps, by J. S. Ogil-
vie & Co., the Publishers, 31 Rose
Street, New Y'ork.
Hon. Jefferson Davis will visit At
lanta on the 1st of May and deliver an
oration on the occasion of the unveil
ing of the Ben Hill monument. Thou
sands of Georgians will visit Atlanta
on that occasion. Mr. Davis will reach
Atlanta on the 30th instant, and w’ Vl
be the guest of Mrs. Hill while in <-fiR;
city. It is probable his daughter wH
accompany him.
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