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MY LADY. Abovo, beyond a form of graco, Or nil the blandishments of art, Or queenly beauty of her face, I prize my llttlo laily's heart; It Is a world, all stainless, pure. With a citadels of truth within, And virtue sentinels the door, Where never yet has entered sin. What If her cheeks nro rest with health. Do not such shadows como and (tot The soul's the source of all true wealth. At least tba angels toil mo sol And so 1 worship at a shrine, Whose sacraments with lovo begin, My lady is but half divine, And yet her heart's untouched by sin. —Henry E. Orr in the Virginian. HOY’S BATTLE, of u * well, but that wasnT tho ono I reckon. Deacon Slater ’lows it was to be, nit’ it’s no two a goin’ agin tho ordi nances; but tain’t clour to mo as Provi dence bad anything to do with it, and 1 don’t know tut ’twill be to you, nnd so I told him. Ho spoko quite feelin’ about you, an’ said 14 tho paintin' didn't turn out a good job, thero was tho place its bookkeeper in his button factory as yon could have at any time, and so farewell. Your lovin' aunt, “Rosanna Mather.” Itoy had crushed this letter in his hand, nnd walked cm with tho feeling that ho hud nothing more to liopo or expect in this world, lie had, in fact, boon work ing against hope for the last month, with a cold, despairing feeling settling down alxmt his heart. He waaono of tho com petitors for a prise, but each day ho passed his brush over tho day's work with an angry vehemence, obliterating •‘Halk>l two fresh I" cried a mocking voice, “this is a red letter day." Tho spouker wna a huge fellow with a failures, tangled mass of black hair on his head, a ‘‘I «m a gigantic mistake," he said to cigarette in his mouth and an insolent himself gloomily. “Thero’s nothing left swngger in his manner. for mo but to go back to tho button fac- Roy stopped and glanced arounif Yes, *ory. There's nothing in me. I can’t thero was another, and ho looked like an get n P the ghost of a conception for a American, lie was long and lean and lank, hut looked eager and intelligent. Ho was looking shyly and curiously into tho studio of tho “Beaux Arts.” llis gray tweed suit was worn and seedy in the extreme. Thero wus a real hunger in his eye, and his bauds seemed to trem ble W3 he still kept them on tho half open door Tho hall was a long ono, and there seemed to l.« u perfect forest of easels, from each of which had sprung a wild looking figure, with unkempt looks and dancing black eyes and mocking grins, "Walk in, gcntlemnn," cried ono voice. ••You weren't ejected this morning, or wo’d have hod tneWndlo painted." Roy had heard something of the re ception given to a now student at tho Beaux Arts, so he kept his temper and bowed. •'Delighted to weloome a native of tho land of the great Itanium, ” cried another, seizing Roy's hand and working it like a pump handle. “How many scaljo have you on hand?” "Two new follows—a double treat. Here, monsieur, interrogate the gentle men. But first let us give three cheers for the United Suites I" These cheers are given with gusto, and the su|>erviHor approaches Itoy. "Thirty francs from you.” Roy reddens, and looks at his com panion. It is rather hard for two frix> born American citizens to Iks brow beaten in this way. “What do they mean,” asks tho other. “It's a tax on every newcomer." ••Must we |»y it?” “I supjAe so; it's a beastly sliama” "But—I cannot,” faltered the other. “2 have only live franc* in the world." “Stop chattering, new fellows." cried the supervisor. “We’re thirsty." Roy felt a strange pity tor the lank young man with the hungry eye*. “Only five francs? Ohl I see; your CMnitisnoo lias not arrived." “I—never get remittances," faltered the other. ••Why, how do you liver* “I work uiy wav.” ‘‘A thousand thunders,” vociferated the supervisor. “In the namo of Georgo Washington, how long must wo wait?” “It’s no use—I—must give it up for the present," said tho young man, grow ing paler, and casting a longing look at the forest of easels. "Stop! 1 will pay for you,"exclaimed i Roy, with a sudden impulse of friendli ness to the forlorn l>eing. “You can give it back—when you’re able.” Ho was unprepared for tho tears that suddenly rushed Into tho cavernous hungry eyes of the other. “Than its. You have saved oiet and If ever I forget it" Ho held out ono gaunt, bony hand, that still tremMed in Roy’s grasp. “I behove tlie fellow Is hungry," Roy decided, his heart melting at the thought, | So, after the noisy crew hod disposed I of the feast and drunk the health of the two and of air their oompatrkKa, ha in vited Ida new aoqtuUntgnoa to dinner, | and they grew quite confidential over it, “I haven't a relative In the world but a maiden aunt, who believe* in my genius and sent me over here," said ; picture. My figures look as if cut out of pasteboard, my skies are like Aunt liox- onna'a bluing, my rocks are pasty. 1 Iloigho! 1 could almost wish I'd lived in thoso wonderful days of magic and wizards. If any obliging gentleman in black should appear now and say, ‘Roy Mather, you shall have your heart’s de sire for the, paltry consideration of Ilalloo I who ure you tumbling over?” , A fierce "sacre" came from tho ad- I vanring foe, but tho next moment It was chang«xl to a greeting. A sallow faced, dark eyed gentleman In black stopped suddenly, and then said; "It Is Monsieur Mather, eh? Ah I you conic, 1 suppose, from your friend—ah 1 . tho jxxxr young man—cut down llko a : flower” "What do you moan?" cried Roy, reo- nizing a fellow student. "la It that you ask me? Why, I thought it wna with you, Damon, and what you call tho other?” "Never mind! What is tho matter , with Lang?” “Oh! he is dying, that is ulU" Roy turned away and walked rapidly, no had t>eon so occupied witli his work, having a studio of his own now, that he had hardly thought of Lang for three weeks, and his conscience smote him. But certainly Mather ooukl not bo so despernte, or his friend would have let him know. lie made his way up the dim stairway, meeting no one. When lie pushed open the door of Lang's room thero was no light or any sound save a half smothered moon from tire bed. 1 He found a match after awhile and lit I a candle. Then he called his friend by name, but there was no answer. He took the light In his hand. A hor rible fear woe omtolling at his heart as be walked toward the bed, for the moan ing had erased. And at the first glanca it looked as If the shadow that lies In wait for all at m bod indeed crossed that threshold, and laid a dim hand upon one aching brow. “He is gone, poor fellow!” thought I Roy, “and no cue beside him to hear hia last words or to hold his hand in tho su preme moment. Perhaps, though, thero may lie some fnlnt pulso of life. If I had some stiinulante” lie bathed the oold face with water first, and then looked about for some thing stronger. In doing this ho saw an easel, and upon it stretched a finished picture, that even in that faint and dim light glowed with life and power. There was a tall headland, pine crowned, draped with dainty ferns. Abovo it the misty air seems like amber, the sky is of melting gold. IV'kiw, tho sea, with its emerald light and foam crested waves and flame opals of light. And where the reeds seem to thrill with the wind stands ono like a lily queen, A mtiMtsaf nov and goM. It Is Miranda on her island. She looks a* Roy with fearless, innocent but tender oyuv Bin Kwst H would hardly seem a miracle If sh* steppsd forth and touohed bb hand. AM this la genhial lie rooog- nlsts it with a groan. And the man whoaa canning hand has risk his life? ITe went down the Btafr- Way once more, and with tho picture under his arm. Lang had left enough in lus roout- to pay funeral expenses, and that was nil that remained to l>o done. There was no reason why Itoy should go thero again. IIo convinced himself of that fact on his way home, yet ho could not rid himself of ati uncomfortablo feel ing of guilt. “Poor Lang," ho said, half enviously, “there wna no mistako alxvut him. lie had the hidden fire. If his mantle could j only have fallen on mo. If I could only win this prize, tho money would keep ' mo n year. And who knoyrs what another year's work would do for me? Oh, the irony of fatel To me it is all Important; to him it is worth nothing, and Ills genius is dead with him.” At that moment a subtle voice seemed to whisper: "But his work lives after hitn. It may still win the prize." Roy felt ns if the voice came from without, and turned and looked nbout film. IIo saw tho rolled up picture lying on the table, nnd thought there could he no harm in taking ono more look. Ho stretched it upon bis easel, and gazed at it with envy and delight. "After all, it would harm no one," ho thought. “1 would have dono anything for him—living. I would not hnvo do- serted him on a barren island or thrown him to wolves! 1 would not save my self in any way at his expense. But now, If 1 can save myself without injuring him, why not?" And them commenced one of those un seen battles (si the battle ground of tho human heart, where no banners wave nor trumpet sounds tell of victory—no muffled drum of defeat, but where the destiny of souls nre oft times decided, and all b lost or won for time and eternity 1 So three days passed, and ono day, lm- ‘ by an irresistible foroe, Roy turned the street where Lang had his hum ble room. But sa he reached the corner be saw a coffin borne out, and turned shuddering away. It wna all over, then. Ho could do his friend no harm, even if he won the prize through him! Roy painted no more his Ineffective pictures. Each day he gloated instead over the magical island, with its wind swept ferns, its lambent skies and lumi- rtous air. Each day ho looked into tho blue eyes of the island queen, and folt assured of his own triumph. It was a time of fever nnd unrest till tho final day, when, mounted in a frame that had cost his very last franc, he sent tho picture to tho Judges, and sat down to wait. Ho pawned lib watch and lived upon the proceeds while ho waited. He did not Roy did succeed at last Fils liattlo had taught him something.—H. W. Pier son in Onco a Week. sleep well any more; lib okl buoyancy * ‘ ‘ ‘hi home. 1 thought I knew something of art matuvs. I am now certain I am a dttnee. I've been here a year, working with a teacher. I've beon getting‘rid of all tho old metliods, and haven't any new ones. That’s my condition at present" 'I have not even an aunt—I um alone. i conning hoi r there dead! “I liad boom opinion of myself at done tl>c work b lying there dead! It is • .i .... r nothing to him now, that lie would hare won the prise. What are earthly laurels to him, who sees the amaranths death- lews bkwm? What are all tho triumphs or tlio toil to one on whom a now day dawns hi the land wliere there shall bo no night? "I must toko care of this picture," had deserted him. He took a step forward. There was Arne, and he would save himself yet. What matter tf chaos came afterward? He would have done hta duty. But how conhl he face those ranks of spectators and tell hb crime? Ho faltered and fell back—H was too late. He heard a hum at vetoes. Some one was speaking, but be could nek distinguish the words. He did not know till some one pushed him forward, and a voice paid in nis oar: "Look alive, okl fellow 1 It is your nbtne they ate calling. Your picture bas taken tho prise, and no wondor. How you have blossomed out. It’s no more your old style” Roy felt himself pushed over toward tho platform. Was thero no help? Ho made a strong effort to epoak as ho met tire smiling faces on every hand. “It Is not mine," lie managed to say. •'There is a mistake." A great burden seemed to roll away from him at these words, lie could lift his head onco more among his fellow men! lie was no longer a perjured cheat! j A murmur rose on every side. What did it all mean? The professors stared at him and at one another, j “What does ft moon, then? Why are yen here? Let the pointer of Miranda | cocos forward and claim the prise.” •*Y«u'»s fading mwaj, my boy,” one at bb follow pointers said, on Mn lbs msraing of the decision. «4tet bas hsootne of your chum? was always ethereal. Has be sailed •wanr kbs thistle down on a puff of wbtof I thought he was painting for th* “Bo he was," stammered Roy, with a flush on bb face, “but sickness He E3L I depend upon myself, aiul liave lived so said Roy. “He would have gl far,” said the oilier, who gave Roy a mo, nnd it will not do to let it von it to Sbmewbat buttered bit of pasteboard. “Thut is my name, and I have a den at that number. I intend to go in for oil the prizes, and if pluck and work can do anything I shall win. You have done me • service today" “Never miud tltoi, ” interrupted Roy, looking at tho card and reading thereon the nauut of “Nathan Long," written la a bold tow Lund. "Wo irnux <umd by onr auc'diur agaliert tituto PM'- * »>■*.” hq b in a fcfiut. *»• ^ W “J « friendship •->-* that | -Wine? A1U but heart Docs he not or. Oiw tlw hands of” He liad rolled it up with this thought, and I tearing the door open turned to face a virago. "Bo, name one at last And bow b it that you make your way into my Itouae, and ask no leave! The doctor it is who has forbidden?” "Th© poor fellow is a friend of mine, and tf yon will gat a little wine, I think ■Jut ” with Lie j laud ceoajxrd -dUxl out that frighten* ovv lodgers. id nave no« teat.*} through the year. Ouo txwring owe mo fifty french night toward tho end of It Roy Uatitcr was looking his way somewhat gloomily through that picturesque tangle of struct* called the ? Mtip QuorUer. iZa !H just raoeived u letter from Aunt Boxie which ^ _ _ be had stopped by a lighted window to kxhe womun, and nod. part?" It ran as follovvsc ! “Typhuat" cried "Dear Roy—I’ve got to tell you acme bud nows. Tlicre ain't no escapin' of it, or puttin’ of it off. But porhapo, by this time, you're a carvin' out your for tune. and gettin' able to do without help. X hope you'll keep to a straight and nar- rer path, and never deviate into paintin' them there Weuuses and Dinahs which is a invertin' public taste, and didn’t ought to l>e allowed. Tho bad news is that I ventured all my little fortin’ in an "Ycazr plooe, messieurs," cried a stern voter, and Roy felt relieved. Be was trembling, nevertheless. He foR giddy, as one w)k> stands on the verge at a precipice. He stood by a window and could catch a glimpse of n blue sky. and one fleecy, wind swept cloud. Coma any one look down from those shining battlements? he wondered with a vague shiver. Gould one know the griefs and joys, the temptations and triumphs of those left behind? Hb bead seamed in a whirl, as if a hundred wheels were turn ing there. He longed to stop it all for a thdt be might think. &oy shuddered. From what pate ranks at Ateem! ibodied spirits would they call buck the artist of the prise! "I—1 will explain,” he began. But the weeds were frown on Ms Bps, ha' and here he £52 flat baton him, pale, gaunter tonuue^ of pure malic*:—to cheat axt. But I will have hollow eyed, purple lipped, with lag steps, be saw his friend sp all—all he an a one to take my bed with a fsor for himself selfishly springing up in bis heart. “Here, take this, and I will send some wine for him." He offered the woman money, and thon stooped once more over his friend. There was uo pulse. •Tlianlcs; monsieur is a gentleman, “ exclaimed tho woman. "1 will do all for this friend; but ho will not drink the wine I Oh, nol tho poor youth has entered tlw habitations of tho blest, and oil w(;tl, which accordin’ to our Deacon needs not the wine any more now. Mon- of Ids safety i tlw fever Josiah Sluter was u mimin' eighteen slour must think thousin’ barrels a day. Well, ifarun off is very liad, ” all my money, tit any rate. There's an Roy did think of his °’d savin’ about truth bein’ at the bottom could do no hionv find why eh< safety. Ould bo Ho I “X son hast?** a hollow voice said near ! kite. “I was 1U, and my &i*nd soot tba ptoknis for dm.” I Soy hoard no more. Tbs excitement I of tbs past six weeks bad dene their Work. At that voice from the dead, for Id K seemed, 1m staggered and fell! I When ho came back to hb senses. Lung bent over hits kindly. "You’re all right now, old fellow,” be sold. “I ought to have given you warn ing. I’m just ablo to be cut,” "Don’t take my hand. I am a swin dler,” cried Roy. “You don’t know. X meant" "But you didn’t. You were bravo at the last, in tho face of all! I say you are 0 trump. Come, never speak of it a; Let us tal;o a studio togather, and I eland the expense out or tho prize, yon do something really good. Wor’ Will do It. old fellow.” A. Satisfactory Answer. Mrs. Norma—Now tell me, Mr3. Bar- ldns, do you beliifoo in ono cow’s milk for the baby? Mra. Barkins—Waal, that depends on tho child. Ef he’s a good, strong, healthy baby, and wants it, I’d give liitn two cows’ milk; Imt sakes alive, it ’pears a9 if any ord’nury tx*by oughtn’t t’ want morc’n ono cow ooukl furnish.—Har per’s Bazar. School In China. In Chinn school begins at daylight nnd rk to read. continues until It is too darl This is. a bit of Information for those who wish to reek positions as teachers in tho Celestial empire, and toar also account for tlie diagonal slope of tho Chinese optic, which Is probably thus bent out of ly In tho pliant yearn of )m- shape by study nrsturity,—Boston Budget Tte WITTIEST,PRETTIEST JUVENILE* , QUEER PEOPLE ralmtr Cox t r nd the 1 * u 5ga T Sh^.T^ro«l, , VR.?a A d?. , ib?a“?2; Oct 16, 1889. 15 4t HOLMES’ =iURE CURE - # prndenee! Prudence! In medication, as in aught elso, prudence should be our gnido. Yet thousands cast It to tho winds. Every new nostrum finds its pat rons, the medical empirics of every fulso school have their gulls. Every change in tlxigamut of humbug Is rung successfully— fork time at least—tlie notes being furnished by tbs credulous. In happy contrast to tho many advertised impostures of the day stands Hostetler's Stomach Bitters, now In its third decode of popularity, approved anil rec ommended by physicians, indorsed by tho , , press of many lends, sought nnd prized by iuvalids everywhere. It is nil ascertained specific for and preventive of malarial dis eases, chronic indigestion, liver complaint and*constipation, checks the growth of rheiuhatlsm and neuralgia, is a peerless ln- Vigorant and useful dioretio. Nervous peo ple benefit by It. MOUTH-WASH and DENTIFRICE. Throat 0 'Wean* M* the ® an" “e. "S*. nentlsts.' tfiicon, ol" For''sale by all druggists and dentists, ing. 5th, 1887. 41y. Only $16.50 for 1,000 and VUT TREES, —(small)-500 I wan iN 500 English Walnuts. This offer is open to only ono Person at a Post-office, The Hist received Is accepted. Money re- “ these trees Feb. 14, 1888. 32 cm ly WARREN EDWARDS, Manufacturer of BOTTLE SODA WATER, funded promptly to others, can be sold at once for a good profit, ot cut tlvated ono or more years and sold at a higher price, it is very little trouble to set them out, and they are cultivated as I easily as cotton. , ,,, . , Ten rows about 75 feet long will be suf ficient space. Any one doslrlng to take ad vantage of this offer must bo prompt. Terms $3 50 cash with order, balance November 1st, next. References: The citizens of my town where I have lived 25 yeare^ pgjyg Prop’r. Hartwell Nurseries, fj 2m Hartwell, Gb. Sarsaparilla, Lemon Soda. Ginger Ale a Specialty. Orders from adjoining towns solicited. 7 ly Milledgeville, Aug. 21, 1888. Eczema, Itchy,Scaly, Skin Torture*. The simple application of “Swayne'a Olnt- ...ant,” without any Internal medicine, will cure any case of Tetter, Salt Rheum, Ringworm, I lies, Itch, Sores, Pimples, Eczema all Scaly, Itchy skin Eruptions, no matter how obstinate or long standing. It Is potent, effective, and_ costs but a trifle. 4 ly. A MINIATURE WORLD ON 93 ACRES. Augusta National Exposition. THE LARGEST EXPOSITION EVER HELD IN THE SODTH. Every Description of Mechanical Art Exhibited—Evory Description of tho Products of the Soil, "Vegetable and Mineral—Every Description of the Work of Man’s Brain and Hand—Every Description of the Handiwork of Woman. Tho Finest Horses in the Country will Tako Part in the liaces- Day and Night Carnivals—Music by Cappa’s Famous Band. -THE- GEORGIA —AND- & rn RAILROADS Will SELL ROUND TRIP TICKETS From Points named at following Low Rates, which INCLUDE TRANSPORTATION TO AND FROM THE GROUNDS AND ADMISSION. Rale ot Tickets Com Noveiler 7th, Closes December 15th. TO AUGUSTA AND RETURN -FROU- Milledgeville, $2.60. Macon, $3.25. James, $2.95. Haddocks, $2.85. Browns, $2.75. Carrs, $2.40. Devereaux, $2 35. Sparta, $2.15. C^“LIMIT OF TICKETS 5 DAYS.^ JOE W. WHITE, E. R. DORSEY, Traveling Passenger Agent, General Passenger Agent AUGUSTA, GA. Sept. 11,1888. 10 2m New Hardware Store! I have opened a New Hardware store, next door north of the Post Office, where Ifwill keep constantly on hand Cook Stores Of the Latest Improved Manu facture, Heating Stoves, Coal [Grates, etc. jAll Kinds of Tinware. E3TI um prepared to do all kinds [of roofing and guttering on short '“otice. Fair dealing and low Prices. The patronage of the public Is solicited. Give me a trial 31 tf No. 25 I.' b,. EVAN81 TURNER,1 Cotton Factors! Milledgeville, Ga., Sept. 10, 1888. Messrs. Evans & Turner beg to notify all parties trailing at this point, that they are now fully prepared lo handle all cot tons coming to this market and solicit patronage. Our merchants and homo buyers are noted for their liberality In paying high prlOM for ootton, but Should they bo un willing to meet exporters figures, Messrs. Geo. C. Smith A Co., Is with them, who propose to pay the same for all grades of cotton that they are worth at the Coast markets, less freight. will ' by export sold by A difference will be made buyers betwoeu offers on cotton Individuals, or on the streets, and cottons offered In lots by the Warehouse, as expenses attached to handling fall on them, If not bought from a Warehouse man. Tne two pounds usually deducted from dry cotton will nut be taken off, but net weights will be given when cotton Is dry. As cottons will bo offered dally In large lots, Messrs. Evans A Turner think they can make it to the Interest of planters to Imve them to sell their cottons lor them. Their price for storage and commission is low, and they pledge their best efforts to sell cotton at highest prices. They, will keep posted dally by tele grams the condition of the market and In every way boon «footing to act lntelligably in sales. Liberal advances will be made on cot tons stored, and everything In their power granted, in order to make this equal to other points for cottons. The old plan of | selling cotton by men not famllllar with the market or grades, has long since been abandoned in Intelligent communities, and why should our people act contrary to custom and against their own Interest? Very Respectfully, EVANS & TURNER. •Sept. 11.1888. 10 tf. Restart, Groceries, Etc. :o:— T have now flttertup a RESTAURANT with all the appointments of a business of this character, TBS BUNaRY MAN —and the— Lover of Good Eating Can ho accommodated at all hours with the choicest substantial and Favorite Dslicacios Of the season. The best attention will be given to all who patronize my restaurant, and satis faction given to a full measure. Come and see what a good meal you caa have served up al short notice. In connection with my Restaurant I have tn store a large stock of Fresh Groceries Of every description, which most he sold. Call in, see ami he satlsfled that here is the place to put your money to the heat advantage. C. YV ENNIS, Oct.4,’67. 18 ly] Uill.dfferUle, Qa. c. B. HZWPHTW Reel Estate Apt and Collector. P ROMPT attention given to all btiB inees and quick returns made, fitf Office next door to Jewell & Me Comb, Hancock Street, Milledgeville [46 3n Machine Shop. T AM NOW prepared to repair Et 1 glnes, Boilers and All Kinds ( Machinery. Satisfaction guarantee< J • JjUUlUUlUCl Call or send to my shop at Scotti boro, or address me at Milk " March 20th, 1888. ledgevill A. COEMANNI. 37 tf LADIES! Do Your Own Dyeing, at Home, with PEERLESS DYES They will dye everything. They are sold ovei where. Price IOc a package—40 colors. Th 1 " ,,v ’ v ’ * ,,v ’' vv COIUIB. in have no equal for Strength, Brightness, Amou ... . 0 j Co | #|f| #r nc in Packages or for Fastness fading Qualities. Thy do not crock or smi For sale by c. L. CASK, Druggist and Bookaelli and E. A. Bayne, Druggist, Milledgeville,Oa. Jan. 24, 1888. J9 iy W ANTEB Tmelii| aid Led Salemei for Agrlsnltnral an Machinery Specialties to sell to tbe tradi Stata age, references, amount expected fo salary and expenses. Address MASSET A (X).. v . _ Montezuma, Ga. July 24,1888. 3 Cm. Caveats, and Trade-Marks obtained, and ah Patent DUinem conducted for Moderate Fee*. Our Office la Opposite VI. S. I'nlent Of- flee. We have no tub stench's, a’l buplnn* direct, bence can transact patera bufinsss in lea Ume and at leas coat tiian those remote from Washington. Bend model, drawing, or photo., with d-scrip tip*. Wt iHvise If rot tents Mo or not, free o! Charge. Our tea not d*s till uatsnt la secured. A nook. " How to Obtain rataata,” with refer- PMMltPa •nets to aetaal cheats in year Stats, fount/, M town, scat frea. Address, C. A. SNOW As CO Owsteu ratsat Mte*. Watelagtra • C- AI.WmSATISFACTORt EIGHTEEN SIZES AND KIND! COOK STOVES ALL PURCHASERS CAN BE SUITE MAHUFACTUBKP BT Isaac A.Sheppard & Co.,Baltlmorft-M( A Nit FOR half; by WINDSOR & WILSON. Milledgeville, Ga. Oct. 4, 1887. 13 ly