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Timmons, S. \V. W. H. Davis, J. W. J. T. Key ton, 8. D. H. M. Goode. J. D. E. C. Ellington, \ Stewards J. D. Douglass, James, Tyler. Tho6. Geo. V. Pace. Sec’y. 8. J. Collier, Treasurer. County Directory. SUPERIOR COURT. Hon. L. P. D. Warren, Judge; J. W. Wal¬ lers,Solictor General; J. II. Coram, Clerk. Spring term convenes ou second Monday ij March,-Fall term on second Monday in Sep¬ tember. - C nrrxTr OFFICERS. h Monroe, Ordinary; W. W. Gladden, Sheriff; John A. Gladden, Tax Collector; Thomas F. Cordray, Tax Receiver; Zack Lang, col., Coroner. COUNTY COURT. L. G. Cartlege, Judge. Quarterly May, ses- eloners, 4th Mondays in February, August and November. Monthly sessions, every 4th Monday. COUNTY SCHOOL COMMISSIONER. J. J. BecK COUNTY SUR VEYOR. Jesse E. Mercer. COMMISSIONERS R. R. John Colley, J. J. Monroe and J. T. B. Fain. Courts held 1st Tuesday in each month. ROAD COMMISS1NERS. 574th District— Sol. G. Reckom, A. J. Banders and Irwin Douglass. —T. H. Rogers, W. J. 1316th District •Godwin and Wesley /tisli. 1123d District —L. G. Cartledge, M. Bell and J. W. Brown. ’ in District —B. M. Hodge, C. J. ■•t<-D:tu!e! and J. G. Collier. mSCth Dist-ict— P. E. Boyd, B. E. Bray " r i30 n DiV^Li’l-J. a Cordray. W. H. iodneu a:.i Morgan Bunch. JUSTICES Oh THE PEACE AND NOTARIES PUCI.H1. 574th District.— Sol. G. Beckcorn, J. P.: Chas. F. Alockcr, N. P. and Ex-otti<-io J. P. Courts held third Wednesday iu each month. .TohfH.rtrN! C prCourts V heM™d n : Thur s d j4TH 8 lMsTBicT-J. C.Pricp J. P. ; N*. 1304th District— Morgan Bunch, J. p. ; J. A. Cordray, N. P. Courts held 1st Saiurday in each month. 1316th District—* W Holloway, J. Y. Kcnnqu Slrlrktand,N. P, The Old Church Bell. Ring on, ring on. sweet Sabbath bell! Thy mellow tones I love to hear, I was a boy when first they fell In mellody upon mine ear; In those dear days, long past and gone, When 6portinghere in boyish glee, Tlie magic of thy Sabbath tone Awoke emotions deep in me. Long years have gone, and I have strayed Out o’er the world far, far away, But thy dear tones have round me played On every lovely Sabbath day, When strolling o’er the mighty plains Spread widely in the unpeopled West, Each Sabbath morn I’ve heard thy strains Tolling the welcome day of rest. Upon the rocky mountain’s crest, Where Christian feet have never trod, In the deep bosom of the West I’ve thought of thee and worshiped God; Ring on, sweet bell? I’ve come again To hear thy cherished call to prayer. There's less of pleasure now than pain In those dear tones which fill my ear. Bing on, ring on, dear bell! ring on! Once more I’ve come with whitened head, To he8r thce t0,b The 80unds are S one! .4nd ere this Sabbath day has sped Shall I be gone, and may no more Give car to thee, sweet Sabbath bell! Dear church and bell, so loved of yore, And cliildshood’s happy home, farewell! --The late Colonel W. H. Sparks, of Geor¬ gia. PATTY'S LETTERS. 4 We iloii't keep boards's.’said Mrs. Farquehar, looking in owiish fashion through her spectacle glasses at Mr. Stuart Waller. *We‘ve got plenty to spare without trouble of them. You'll find the tavern about three-quarters of a mile below. You must have come right past its doors. 4 ‘Sol did.* sail Ml Waller, who possessed the insinuating, cliivalric manner that made every lady whom be addressed feel herself for the time being the only feminine creature in all the universe; ‘but no amount of money would htire me to wake my home in a place like that. Here it is ^ikea glimpse of paradise. 4 looking aronnd admiringly at the shady lawns, the clematis bordered porcy and th“ hedges all sprinkled over witli pink buds. ‘I am sure, madam, you will reconsider your deci-ion, and take me for a few days,and I will promise to be no more trouble around t he house than a kitten. 4 Mrs. Farquehar was but human, and tlie upshot of affairs was that Mr. Wa'ler’s trunk arrived the next day. •Oh, mother,' said Putt? Farquehar knitting, her pretty eyebrows, ‘why did you let him iu? and we are so peaceful and comfortable time here! 4 ‘Child, why shouldn't I?* said the widow. ‘He’s to pay teu dollars a week board and I have no use for the little three-cornered room over the parlor. 4 *1 don't know, 4 Slid Patty, slowly, ‘but it seems tome I feel exact as Eve must have felt when she saw the ser¬ pent writhing his way into Paradise. 4 ‘Noneseuse? 4 exclaimed Mrs. Far- quehar, almost angrily.. But Patty only laughed and ran away under the shadow of the pink buds to meet her lover, Morris New ton. ‘Little one, 4 said Morris, imprison¬ ing both her soft white hands in his, ‘I have got bad news for you. 4 ‘Bad news, Morrir?* 4 I‘ve got to go to Omaha next week week to see about those silver mines that one of my clients has an interest in.‘ 4 Ob, dear. 4 said Patty, pursing up her strawberry of a mouth. ‘I shall be gone six months. 4 ‘Worse and worse, 4 said Patfy. 4 ‘But if you say so, Patty, 4 drawing her to hi* side, ‘we can be married aud make a wedding trip of it. 4 ‘The i lea! 4 flashed back Patty, drawing herself out of his embrace. ‘And I without a siugle dress mudeV ’ 1 , We bu , ? tlle dl , ‘ ri93 can ward, 4 ‘ That’S all a man knows about *•' ’ i- ou a ' re ’ a ^ t v% iinposaible? , with “ ‘Ohl'quRe'tserted the little brun- ette. ‘Then, ’ 4 said Mi'- Newton, ’ with a . . b oauBt . write of and , 8, 6 > Y ou very en, be getting your folderols ready to ARLINGTON, GA., FRIDAY, APRIL 28, 1882. be married as soon as l coma home.,’ ‘Yes, 4 said Patty, gravely; that's more reasonable * And she went into the house utter¬ ly ignorant that at the same time Mr. Stuart Waller was laying a wager with a bosom companion at the Eastworth Arms that ‘he could cut out the con¬ ceited lawyer iu less than four weeks. For Mr. Waller piqued by Patty's cool indifference, and, unfortunately, his were the 'idle hands* for which Satan is said to have plenty of mischief to do. *She‘s pretty after a fashion, 4 said he to himself, ‘and I mean to make her dead in love with me before I‘m through. 4 Mr. Stuart Waller was a man of the world. Patty Farquebar was as young in experience as in years. They were au ill-mated pair, and it was hardly three weeks before the tongue of gos¬ sip began to busy itself with the wid - ows‘s dark eyed daughter. Mrs. Farquehar came into Patty's room oue afternoon, and found her crying as if her heart would break, and with an open letter in her lap. ‘Heart alive, child! what‘8 the mat¬ ter?* cried the old lady. “Nothing, nothing, nothing!'* cried Patty, hurriedly wipiog her eyes Only I have got a letter from Mor¬ ris, and it makes me feel so had and sorry. 4 ‘Folks didn't cry over love letters when I was a girl,* said Mrs. Farqu¬ har. But letter was more to Patty than her mother suspected. Every trust, ing woid, every-caressing adjective was an envenomed airow to her heart. Patty knew that almost unconci >us- ly she had been led into what seemed to her an inuocent flirtation with Stuart Waller. She bad walked with him in the twilight, and she had writ¬ ten him two letters, when lie was temporarily absent in New Y'ork— carele s, girlish letters, which, al though she had no thought of harm at the time, she would now give worlds to recall. ‘I'll ask him to letnrn them to me,‘ said Patty to herself, ‘and then I'll turu over a new leaf. I will go to Aunt 1’rudecitt‘s while he remains here, and begin my wedding clothes in good earnest.* But when Patty Farquhar prefer¬ red iter innoeeut request, Mr. Waller laughed in her face. “My dear Patty’ 4 said lie, ‘do yon take me for a foal? 4 4 My name is Miss Farquhar, 4 said the girl, with flushing eyes. ‘Excuse me; but when you say ‘Dear Stuart—* ‘I never said such a thing!’ iuter- r up ted Patty, with buruing cheeks and eyes aflame. ‘Iu the letter. 1 ‘I said ‘Dear Mr. Waller,' panted Patty. ‘Excuse me once more, Y"our memory plays you false. 4 •Will you return to me the letters? 4 ‘Miss Farquhar, 4 with a low bow, ‘they a re a great deal too precious to me. 4 ‘You refuse? 4 'I never refuse anything to a lady, but— 4 Patty did not stay to hear the con ¬ clusion , but flashed out into the after¬ noon sunshiue, with a large lump ia her throat and a curious sensation as if all her blood was turned to fire. ‘Whut a fool a have been, 4 she thought, pacing up the tiny graveled walk like a chained pantheress, and biting her scarlet lip. ‘Oil, what an idiot, unreasonable fool! And what will become of me if Morris Newton sees those scrawls? But surely, surely, In tho wildest mo ment et infatuation,I never addressed him as ‘Dear Stuart? 4 Be that as it may however, I must and will get those letters back. 4 Fired with Indignation, Patty Far- even got a false key to bis trunk ' Anf'sUe htd 8 ’ vaiu. * the satisfaction a11 ftbout U ' ‘I will have them vet, ’ 4 said I’atty. “ ... Miss iatquhar „ , was standing , with clasped hands before the wide opened door of the old -fashioned oven, built on tbeef eud the kitchen chimney and extending n sort of humpbncK excres- ence out into tlie lilac bushes of the back garden, when Mr. Wnller came in with a string of speckled trout depending from his finger. *Li\ Penserorsnl* said he lightly. ‘Pardon me, Patty, but why are you so grave?* 4 My thimble,' said she, ‘it has roll¬ ed down into the oven—my little gold thimble.’ ‘And can you reach it?* ‘It is impossible.’ ‘Nothing is impossible when a lady's behest, spurs one oa,‘ said Mr, Waller, gallently. Stand aside one second, Penserosa. 4 And be sprang viliantly into the yawning depths of the old brick oven. It was decidedly warm, for the fires had just been taken oat; it was decid¬ edly dark, but no sooner had he enter¬ ed than Patty, a brilliant inspiration lighting her heart and face alike, swung the massive door to, and fas¬ tened it with the sturdy bolt. “Hello!’’ said Mr. Waller; “What iu the world are you doing, Patty!'’ “I‘m shutting the door, 44 Putty breathlessly responded. ‘ But I can not find your thimble iu this Egyptian darkness.* 4 “I do not want my thimble. •* ‘Putty—Miss Farquhar—what do you mean? 1 •I mean to have those letters back,’ announced Patty. ‘Do you want to roast me alive in this black hole of Calcutta? 1 'I don't much care whether you roast or not, 4 respond d Patty. ‘I shall shout for help. 4 ‘Shout away, 4 said Patty, with a laugh. ‘Doicu 8 is hanging out clothes by the river, and mother lias goue away to the village. D 1 shout!' ‘Patty. 4 imploringly suid Mr. Wal- ler. •Well! 4 •Am I to be held a prisoner here fer Hfe? 4 ‘Until you give me those letters? 4 ‘lean 4 ?, 4 replied Mr. ».uller, 4 I have not got them with me. 4 ‘But you can tell me where they are, I suppose, 4 rejoined Putty. The oven was hot aud dark—a sen¬ sation akin to suffocation stole over Stuart Waller. •Let me out.* said he, grinding his teeth, ‘and I will give them t‘> you.' ‘That won't do,‘ retorted Patty. ‘I must have them before you come out or not at all. 4 ‘Impossible. 4 'Nothing is impossible when a lady's behest spurs one on, 4 mimicked Pat -y. Mr. Waller uttered an exclamation wliicji was certainly not a prayer., */can't stand tbit broiling hole!* shouted lie. ‘In the little lattice sum¬ mer house under the loose board of the table. Quick, or I shall surely be stifled to death!* Patty flew off as if her tiny feet were garnished with wings. In the summer house under the loose board of the table, lay the two letters, as Waller had said, wrapped in »il silk, and tied with a yellow cigar libbou. Catching them up, she tore them hurriedly open. 4 I kuew it wasn't Dear Stuart. 4 she exclaimed mockingly, and then tearing them into a shower of infini¬ tesimal pieces, she flung them to the summer wind. Half a minute later, Mr. Waller, crumpled as to lineo, frowsy as to hair aud stream ug with perspiration, crept out of his sul.ry cell. Patty courtesyed low to greet his egress. •Walk out, 4 said she, ‘coward and liar. Mr. Waller made no reply. What could he have said? He left Farquhar cottage that eve¬ ning. He said he bad received a tel¬ egram. Perhaps he had, but Patty had her doubts on the subject. At all events he disappeard, and Pat- ~ r°- Morris Newton came back in Octo- ber, and Patty married him. But J ev f toM 0De ’ f" n J ,,er ' 1US - record? ’Wbatls^gr^rcharge 4 asked the professorof History on And the absent minded student ans- wered: , ‘seventeen . . dollars . „ hack , , hire for self and girl for two hours.* Lost in The Fog. Erasmus T. Ruggleson, a young roan of Saxon lineage, worked on a farm out here in Yellow Springs* township. He was not rich, but be whs industrious and just too pretty for anything. So was the daughter of the farmer for whom he worked. She was wealthier tbau Erasmus, but she was not proud. When the chores were done in the winter eveuings, she went with him to the singiug school, and she walked by his side to church. She loved him, she had rather sit at her casement in the gloaming, aDd hear him holler ‘poo-oo-ey! 4 in long drawn, mellow cadences, at the hour of feeding of the swine, than hear Campaniiiising ‘M tea ion i del Vermi¬ celli* from ‘Hatidogzlmnni in Venezue* And he—he was clean goue her. Mash¬ ed past all SurgeryT When they fool¬ ishly let the old man into their plans for each others happiness and half the farm, the wrathful agriculturist said if lie heard one more word, of such nonsense, just another word, lie would lay that farm waste with physical havoc, and blight its winter wheat with the salt tears of his only child, and that was the kind of a father in¬ law he was inclined to be. Naturally, the young people deter¬ mined tolly. Their plans were laid; the night was set. So was the ladder. At its foot waited the ardent Erasmus ltuggleton, gazing at the window for the appearance of his love. Present¬ ly the window opened softly, and a face he loyed appeared. ‘Rasmus! 4 ‘Florence! 4 ‘Yes, dearest. Shall I drop my things right down? 4 ‘Yes love; I will catch them. Let tile bundle fall . 4 The flittering starlight of the clear March night fell ou Erasmus's glad and upturned face. So did a trunk, four feet high, four feet wide, and about eight feet long. It weighed about 2,700 pounds. 7t contained a few ‘things, that uo woman could be expected to travel without,* aud Flor- rence had spent three weeks packing that, trunk for her elopement. Erasmus lluggleson did not scream. He did not moan. He couldn't. He had no show. Florence came down the ladder, having first, with a maid enly sen e of propriety, requested her lover lo turn his back and look at the barn. He may have heard her, but he did not look at the barn. He was busily engaged in looking at the bots tom of that trunk, and thinking how like all creation lie would yell if he ever got hi 1 mouth outdoors again. Flortvnce reached the foot of the ladder. ‘Did you get my trunk, Erasmus?’ she raid looking around for him. ‘Oh, yes* said said a hoarse mock¬ ing voice at her elbow, ‘Oil, yes he g it it. Got it bad, too. 4 She turned, knew her papa, shriek¬ ed once, twice, again and once more for the boys and fainted away. ‘I never worried about it a minute the heartless old man told his neigh¬ bors the next day, ‘though I know- ed we jj eno „gj, w h a t was goln‘ on all ^ tj me p ve boen n^rried twice, ao( j j< ve Q ]nrl i ( ,d off four daughters and , wo tong if j doB . t know what baggage a woman cairies when she travels, by this time, I'm too old to learn. 4 And, Erasmus Ruggleson. Tlie jury brought in a verdict that he came to bis death by habitual drunk enuess, and the temperance papers didu 4 t talk about anything else for the next six week*. —Burlington Hawkeye. .Another atrocity bus been discov¬ ered iu the way of adulteration. In Eastern, Pa.,there are three firms en¬ gaged in the manufacture of what they call ‘‘mineral pu!p.“ It is nothing more gpr less than soft slate or soap-stone ground iuto powder It is claimed that this is in immense quantities for the adulteration of su- gar, flour and other household modities. One man, with three car- loads of a poor grade of flour, is said ^ ^ C " r '° U< ! ° f ,. ^’TL'Tover ^ country. ® ’ , ‘You ,, are fond of money for lfself? , 4 . 01 , t no> » Hiud J 0 hnsonburg, ‘I am fond of it for myself.* Vol. III. No. 20 Governor Crittenden- HE DISCUSSES THE TAKING OFF JESSE* JAMES. THE YCTAW. Governor Crittenden, of Missouri, who has been frequetly mentioned dur iug the past few day> in connection with the recent James Ford tragedy at St. Joseph,has arrived at Willard's. His comiug had been anticipated by the newspaper fraternity, and bis ad¬ vent was the signal fora general rush to interview him. On complaint of general weriness he iqimediatjly went to his rooms, where a representative of the Post was cordially invited to ac¬ company him and being asked: ‘Are you satisfied that Jesse James is killed? replied with emphasis, * I um, most as suredly. Bob Ford, the young man who did the deed, weut out with that iutention about a fortnight ng >. He had with him two revolvers belonging to the State, which had been furnish-* ed him by the Police Commissioners of Kansas City. 4 ‘He wa* acting then under your nus thority? 4 suggested tlie reporter. ‘Oil no; there was no understanding of that kind. Ford came to me sever. al weeks ago, he asked me if I wanted Jessee James; I suid yes; §1,000 would he paid for him dead or alive, I offer ed him no inducement to kill Hie man I only said 1 would give him the bene¬ fit of my protection. He then left aud iu a conversation with Captain Craig tol l what he was going to do. Craig then told me,soon after I wrote Craig, saying that 1 heard Jesse had killed Bob. On Monday morning 1 received a telegram dated at Et. Jo, and signed by Ford to the following effect; Mtet mo nt Kansas City 1 have my man. ‘What is tho effect of his death on his friends; and what is tha senti¬ ment in Jackson and Clay oounties? 4 asked the reporter, “The effect upon his friends and old associates is depressing, and the sentiment of law.abiding citizens is oue of ardent thanksgiving. It is hard to describe tho feelings of relief the death of tlijs desperado has caused.One man sai l to tpe joyfully that it would raise the value of his land $10 au acre. Those who depracate the death of this man belong almost altogether to the outlawed element.* *Hus the reward been paid? 4 •No; for the man Ford is held for murder in the first degree. The grand jaiy is to report next Monday; if through any possibility be should bo released, be can be re-arestad and tried for complicity in train lobberies 4 ‘Do you think the James gang, so called, is now broken up? 4 ‘Frank James is the only member of it now living. 2’he other are either dead, in the pentouJiary or tinder my observation. Truiu robbery is a thing of tlie past. ‘Where is Frank James? 4 ‘He is in Missouri somewhere. I have no fear of trouble from him. He will try to live a belter life., *7/ave you received threats of per¬ sonal injmy? 4 ‘Yes, indeed; only week ago they hud me killed. * ‘What can bo the motive of some of the St. Louis pap r.-in attacking you? ‘No motive, but that of a desire to make us much politual capital out of the affair as ’How many tim-s have you read your obitiuary? 4 inquired the reporter, ‘Three times; once duiing the w*r, once after the tire in the Southern Ho¬ tel,aud the third time a few days ago. I am still living and I have no doubt I will live to s*e the law in my State supreme, I think outlawry has been struck a vital blow in tbe death of Jesse James. And the firm expression on the Gov¬ ernor’s good-natured countenance Tha showed that he meant all be said. interview here closed,and the report¬ er left him gathering up the potraits of tbe pincipals iu the Jesse Janie trag¬ edy aud replacing them iu his pock- et. A farmer was walking around iu his ysrd on stilts in the inundated district 0 ft be Mississippi 'Valley when he heard a splash. A child had fallen f roln a ^cond story window. A stranger standing near was alarmed. Moat of the , ittIe onpg in #,° uei . borhood , ,, have similar ... rule 11 life pre- servers attached to then per. sons.