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(WE LIFE.
Heichite little hand is resting
O the arm that help it of old,
Ho Dinks it, i* only the night lire* ze
Tat makes it so soft and cold.
Her eyes into his are gazing—
E^es ever so faithful to him.
He hinks it the shadowy twilight
%at makes t hem so strange and
dim.
Wl r pretty face turns toward him;
fill, when did her face turn away?
He thinks it the silvery moonlight
That makes it so faint and gray,
Oh, spirit that lingers and falters,
Take courage and whisper ‘Good¬
bye.’
A life—why a life is nothing,
When millions each minute die.
With millions each minute dying,
What matters one life or death?
Due fragile and tender existence ?
One tremulous passing breath?
A life? Why a life is nothing!
What matters tho’ one burn dim?
Aas for the folly of reason—
V>ue life is the world to him!
— The Argosy.
A Short Cruise.
“My Hear!” exclaimed Mr. Spoo¬
pendyke, b"Uncing into his wife's
mom and interrupting the lady in the
purely feminine enjoyment of un¬
packing for the summer. “My dear,
there’s no use trying to get along m
the country without a sail-boat, and 1
have bought a nice one. Como along
and I’ll show you how it works.”
‘‘Ain’t it nice!’ giggled Mrs Spoopec-
qyke, who stood in mortal terror of
the water, and was afraid of anything
shaped like a boat. ‘ Are you going
to sail it on the pond?”
“At first I thought I d sail it down
* ,,e ®‘* l lar ; S 1 ' 0 " ’"' 1 - V • Spoopendyke,
“but tue , landlord wa&.itr,il l it mighjt Sr
— ", • ra. too • much
,ry the garret, but there’s
wind up there; so I believe I’ll stick to
tire river. Hurry up now, and I'll
show you the biggest boat in thirteen
counties!’’
“If it’s as big as theft it must have
cost a good deal,” mnrmured Mrs.
Spoopendyke, “lam very glad you
got a large b> at, though, of course,
the expense—”
“What d’ye think I’ve been buy¬
ing?” demanded Mr. Spoopendyke,
with a flushed face; “got some kind of
a nation that I’ve invested my woalth
in a salt marsh, with telegraph pules
for masts, haven’t ye? Think I’ve
been laying out money in a town site,
don’t ye? Well, I haven’t, and I
haven’t beer buying a iura! district
with a rudder to it. It’s a boat, I tel]
ye—a sail-boat—and it won’t come up
to make a formal call; so if you are
goiug to it, you want logo where it is.
Coming?” and Mr. S’poopendvke
pegged off with his liat pulled down
over his ears and the. expression of a
veteran tar on bis visage.
“Yes, dear,” replied Mrs. Spoopen¬
dyke, fluttering aftei him. “Say,
dear, I’ll stand on the shore at/d watch
you sail the thing.’’
“You won’t do anything of the kiud,”
retorted Mr. Spoopendyke. “I bought
that boat for your pleasure as much as
mine, and you’regoing to sail in it.
When I waut you to stand on the
shore and watch anything I’ll hire a
man to drown himself. N ow, look at
that boat! Isn’t she a daisy? Sec
how she sets on the water.”
“What are all those clothes lines
hanging down that stick for?” asked
Mrs. Spoopendyke, surveying the
yacht critically.
“To play Copenhagen with,” roared
Mr. Spoopendyke, who wm not at all
anxious to be examined on the ttchni-
Ca j p Juts of his new acquisition.
, '1 , r ou t ike hold of those ropes, and , I ,
slap your hands, and then we kiss.
See into it now? Does the art of nav-
igation b -giu to appear to your under¬
standing? Now you get iu and I’ll
make sail,” and Mr. Spoopendyke
handed Liis wife into the cockpit and
began to tug away at his halyards.
“Why didn’t you have a sail made
when the boat was bnilt?” inquired
Ml's. Spoopeudvke, bv J way J of eneonr-
*
aging her husband’s labors with plens-
ae*’ anversation.
.cause the man was sick,” snarled
LEARY, GA., FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1883.
Mr, Spoopendyke, glancing at the
head of the mast to sen what was
wrong. "Gome up here, will ye?” he
grunted, as he grabbed at the halyards
again. '‘There, dod gist, ye! I lu:ew
I’d fetch ye!” arid lie walked aft to
examine the trim of the mainsail.
“How does that set?”
“It seems to be a little full in the
back breadth,” commented Mrs.
Spoopendyke, holdiugon to the c Mim¬
ing with both hands. “If yon cut a
gore near that^op stick it. would be
str nigh ter.”
“I suppose so,” mattered Mr.
Spoopendyke, giving another haul at
his halyards. “If I put a bustle on
it I imagine it would take the wrin¬
kles out. Now, I’ll get up that jib,
and mind, don’t you touch anything.”
Mr. Spoopendyke set his jib and
pushed off. As the sail filled the boat
healed over, to the manifest consterna¬
tion of Mrs. Spoopendyke.
“What makes the tiling tip so?” she
asked, scrambling up to windward and
giasping Mr. Spoopendyke by the
collar.
“Let down the center-board!” yelled
Mr, Spoopendyke, suddenly remem¬
bering the instructions he had re¬
ceived when he bought.the boat. “Let
go that centerboard, quick!”
“I haven’t got it!” squealed Mrs.
Spoopendyke. “I baveu’t, seen it!
We must have left it ashore! Oil my!”
The lust exclamation was addressed
to a half-hundred weight of water
slopping over the conming.
“Haul away on that jib sheet!”
roared Mr. Spoopendyke, who found
he was going ashore on the other bunk
of the river. “Pull imr in quick a-i
you can! Let go of that!” lie contin¬
ued, ns he saw his wife clutc hing con¬
vulsively at the peak halyard cleat,
‘•Lot go the measly thing, will ye. and
haul the jib sheet!”
“la tbi it?” gasped Mrs. Spoopen-
easting Hie throat halyard lo'jfe, “or
till. /’’ ,;id »hfi let go the peak halyard
f K,..,C ~r-- ■ • ............ lit)dor
■' In ad and burying him
the mainsail. “Perhaps this is what
i/e means,” she soliloquized, as she hit
ikj/pn the jib ualyaid, and let it go by
tin run. “Now we are sailing .better,
dear. If it hadn’t beon for mo we
would have tipped over.”
‘‘That’s it!” yelled Mr- Spoopen¬
dyke, struggling out from under the
c tnv.Bs. -‘.ihat’s navigation! You
struck if from the shoulder, first clip!
All you want now is a quid of tobacco
and a hitch to vour breechei 'to bo a
Cunard steamer! Got, through! Any¬
thing else you can do to this measly
boat? If yon had a compass in your
ear and a deck load' of idiots, you’d
only need a custom-house inspector
and a Hell Gate pilot to be a floating
tunatic asylum!” and Mr. Spoopen¬
dyke hailed a passing row-boat and
was towed ashore ignominiously.
“I don’t care,” muttered Mrs.
Spoopendyke, ;ts she scrambled uptli.e
dock and followed her lord to the
hotel. ‘*1 don’t care. I may not
know much about a boat as ho does,
but if it hadn’t been f.tr me he would
have been drowned like the dogs in
August. Another time we go sailing,
we’ll bring the boat to cur room, and
wrap the jib sheet around us, uuiess
it is too hot. and in that case we’il
sell the boat and buy fans.”
And Mrs. Spoopendyke toiled up
the steps ot the porch to tell the ladies
what a delightful sail she had enjoyed
and liow much Mr. Spoopendyke
knew about managing his new boat.—
Drake's Traveler's Magazine.
At the , Flatbnsh j," lunatic ,
, , .
Vis/toi, . .... mg o a si e}& etnuci
pom ,
ated inmate-
“Victim of religious excitement, I
suppose. „
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WhattieD. ,
“A Republican who tried to reform
lls P ar ‘Y -^ x '
“What’s that man yelling at?”
asked the farmer of his boy. “Why,’’
chuckled the youngster, ‘he’s yelling
at the top of bis voice!” ,
Making apologies is a meau busi¬
ness, but the necessity of making
is intaner still..
American Girls Marrying Titles and
What Comes of It.
If I felt free to mention names I could
telltales to wring the lieai t a bo it
American girls who have married En¬
glish noblemen. In almost every in¬
stance it proves fatal to tho bride’s
happiness. It isn’t long since Lord
Flyfinger married the heiress of an
American Grsesus. There was a trem¬
endous time about it. Sho was envied
by all her marriageable cronies, and
old Croesus was congratulated on the
fine alliance. He grinned with self-
complaoeucy and banded over §1,500>
000 to His Lordship Flyfinger on" the
spot. Flyfinger took the wife and
money and brought them to England,
where he introduced her to a few ac¬
quaintances and then left her to shift
lor herself while he travels with relay3
of fast horses and mistresses, races
and hunts, gambles and lives a wild
life on the million and a half of money
for which he sold the shelter of Ins
title to a bright, hopeful, ambitious
American girl.
Five or six years ago an American
girl whoa > name was on all lips mar¬
ried a rich Englishman who had the en¬
tree of high society in England. She
was feasted, toasted, envied. But
has slept in a social cocoon ever since,
heartily wishing herself home, not
ing for months sometimes the
who loves to follow the hounds.
An American gentleman living here,
whose name would be recognized by
the reader if I were at liberty to
..... it, told yesterday: , , ,. T I have .
ton mo
been approached within a month by un
English lord, who may be u duke
some da}’., but whoso fortune has be¬
come greatly impaired by his dissipa¬
tion. He has fixed his eye on an Amer¬
ican girl whom he has never seem
She is comparatively uneducated, and
not Very bright, and fearfully plain.
Her nose in Snub. Her mouth is lar<< l
Her eye are .small and watery. Her
fathe| $20,000,666, an IrisU-wqp.^ButhttJ.s.vvortli This lord waiits
at It.It
me to bring about' a mutch between
himself and this girl. I’d see him hang¬
ed first, for I know what a sacrifbe of
her it would be.”
One other case: Thera is a young
Indy now in high society in America,
lipr native laud, whose husband is hu
E nglish lord, and whose f.ither-in-1 iw
is a duke. She is beautiful, and ac¬
complished, interesting, and she might
have made a good match iq New York.
But she wanted a lord, and she got
him. He inherited gambling from his
mother, the dutches, and ho garnbl s
away till lie can get. He is dissolute
and unscrupulous; she is neglected
and wretched. So she pays very long
visits to her relatives in America, where
she can plunge into society and forget
her pitiful European experiment.—
London Correspondent Detroit Post,.
A Singular Incident of the War
-
In the early part of 1801 a short but
spirited fight occurred at a place in
East Tennessee caked Dauridge, be-
tween apart of Longstreet’s corps and
a considerable force of Federal cavalry,
Many were killed on both sides. Among
the Confederate dead was a man named
Seaford, from North Carolina, who Jr id
been a Professor of mathematics in one
0 f the colleges of that State, and who
was one of the finest lookiug men we
ever saw. He was a private in the
Washington Light Infantry from
Charleston, S. C., and would not ao-
cept a commission, though it was t.rij-
dered . , , him . several ... times. TT He was buried , ,
Qn S p Q (. w j iere he was killed, and bis
comrades returned to their quarters—
several miles away. About ,. . , two weeks .
after the fight a letter came to his ad-
dress. The Captain of the company
opened it, and it proved to be from a
young lady to whom Seaford was en-
gaged to be married. It was written
on the very day the fight occurred at
Danridge, related a ilfeam the writer
^ jn9t ^ . Q wlliclj 8he Ha , v Seil .
ford lying dead ou ilm battle-field
through the left breast—-described the
death wound exactly as it was, ami tv-
en the typography of the field, though
she had never seen it. and in all probe-
bility knew nothing of the battle,
Sire begged hnn to send her a lock o if
his hair as a sacred memento should
anything happen to him.—Ex
Husband and Wife.
The social mid dometic relations of
husband and wife were discussed by a
clergyman who Said the Scriptures
make the relationship Very plain. Hus¬
bands and wiVes are fellow travelers on
lifes highway, and they are brought to¬
gether by choice, not by chance; in
presence of God and man they have
swdrn to bear each other’s burden.
They have not foreseen all the troubles
and responsibilities that, await them;
they will find defects in each other
which can only bo rightly met by mu¬
tual consideration and forbearance.
As the husband is the ruler of the fam¬
ily and sustains the same relation to the
wife as Christ does to tho Church, the
husband in responsibility, and the wife,
instead of denying this responsibility,
as some women do, should force it up¬
on the husband’s attention if lie be dis¬
posed to forget it. The husband is re¬
sponsible for the support of the family,
and no man is a Christum who doe s
not do all he can for his family.
If a man given the reins of govern¬
ment into the hands of tho wile, and
(he family carriage is wrecked thereby,
he is responsible l'or damages. Mauy
men treat their w ives like children.
They regard their views and
as of no value, whio i is
wrong. The key to happiness b
tual confidence. Have no secrets from
each other. But wives are to submit
to their husbands only “as it is fit in
tlltJ W ■ A worann « ll()t to give up
^VnfuV!' Cl, [lsci f ce - A f° d
husband will nearly I always make a
nil'o. A man does not tithe a
wife because she is a philosopher; but
to satisfy bis cravings for the beauti¬
ful, tho good.and the gentle. Herioeit
is his duty to furnish his wife with the
menus pf making herself as attractive
aner marriage as bof ire. A rn at, tidy
house and h neat, tidy wife are hound
to exercises powerful'influence for good
upon the family Viyps should never
be slovenly in “ and should make
t--t VeS HU lloaic agreeable.
J I Id be the (Tom*, t place on
inn, and it genei (ply is when
s«-tu,arif. f • -B*.
pM . %
At the time of the Frunco-Priusian
war orders bad been givou by the Gor¬
man authorities that any person found
sheltering the French franc-tireurs
should be shot witlf them.
A party of these franc-tireurs who
had taken possession of a fai ry house,
were surprised in the night, and. after
severe lighting, taken prisoners.
The brutal major in command of the
Germans, ordered them at once to be
shot, bat a young German lieutenant
begged him to spate their lives.
The young lieutenant was very pale,
“For the last time, major, I implore
you.”
“For the List time, Lieutenant von
Henson,” the major said, brutally, “l
order you to do your duty, and by
heavens, if you speak another word I
will put you m arrest.”
The young lieutenant turned silently
away, called up twenty men, and order¬
ed them to place tho frauc-tireurs and
the peasants against the wall'
Not a tnau of the fraoc-tireurs beg¬
ged his life, hut stood upright agaiust
the wall. Two of the peasants imitat¬
#
ed their example, as did a boy of not
over thirteen years of age. Two other
lads of the same age and a peasant fell
on their knees and prayed piteously
for life. The young officer turned to¬
ward tho major in one now mute appeal
It was in vain.
“Put your rifle within a foot of their
heads,” the lieutenant said. “Fire!”
When the smoke cleared away the
soldiers were standing alone and tho
franc-tirenrs lay in a confused mass
on the ground.
Tho lieuienant walked up to the ma¬
jor with a steady s’ep, but with a face
as pa!e as ashes. “I have done my du¬
ty, Major Kelback; your orders are
obeyed.” Then without another word
he drew out iiis revolver, put it rapid-
ly to his own temple and blew out his
bruin«.—Ex.
It is said that men who can swim
easily elsewhere are often drowned in
the lakes of Wyoming Territory, where
a high altitude reduces the buoyancy
of the water. Well, if they don’t like
the high altitude of Wyoming let
them try the whirlpool of Niagara,
They will find that low enough for
them.
No. 7
The Oysters Recollections.
My thoughts to-day
Are far away,
Dreaming of that, blue w ived bay;
Where out of sight,
E ich balmy night,
I used to watch the moon’s soft light.
My mates and I
Would calmly lio,
And laugh at lobsters lingering nigh,'
We thought that they
Would pass away
Long ere we saw the light of day.
While in our bed
We did not dread
The shadow of the ships o’orhdrfd;
lhitoft we’d smile
And care beguile
Dy chasing crabs, mile after mile.
Then we’d play tug
Behind some snag
Ami ride on piuchore when they’d
drag;
With wicked wink
We'd swiitly sink
And soek some quid spot to chunk.
But yesterday,
O’er ilmt calm oa*’,
The.e passe I a shadow where we lay,
Ere "0 could make
A plunge, tv rake
Came sweeping down and usdid take.
Now, on a bar,
We gaze af.tr,
As fixed as that great northern Star,
Now, friends, good byl
For we musn die,
And be served tip in steiv and fry,
— Ah i". Morning Journal,
lost His Vote-
When Mr. J. B B, 11 was running
for sheriff of Lowndes county Misiis-
s/ppi, he atteod-xl a barbecue given by
the people of neighborhood, win r.«
he met a number of his constituents.
Mr. B. has ‘ ‘a peculiarly good memo-
ry for f icoi, but a very poor one for
names, ” so ho says. At the barhacna
ho met a man whose face was perfectly
familiar, lint no mental effort could 1
recall tiro name. After a good deal of
general conversation on currert topics,
the affable eumdate—not wishing to
ask the man his right name outright—
remarked interrogatively: “I believe I
have forgotten how to spell youi'
name?”
“B-a-k ( e-r, Baker—and I’ll bo bang"
cd if I’ll vote for any man for sheriff
t int can’t spall Baker,” replied the sov¬
ereign, with good-natured sarcasm.—
R**
“There doesn’t seem to be any jus¬
tice in the country for murderers,”
observed an Austin merchant to a
companion; “juries are , continually
disagreeing, and law and order are
suffering a relapse.”
“I know a good way to enforce tire
Jnv if they would only do it.”
‘Glow would you proceed? in-
quiicd the Austin mercV with
some show of curiosity, ^ B5BaB
“Why, you say that, ju| m are al-
ways disagreeing, don’t y 3
“Yes.”
c v Well, then, I’d put the murderer
on the jury, and then he would be sure
to be hung, wouldn't he?”
“Yes, I suppose so, but then he
wouldn’t mind it much, as loug ns he
got a §2 jury fee for being hung.”
“But what do you suppose we are
going to live on?” inquired a young
lady of her slightly impecunious lover
afrer the first shock of his proposal
had somewhat worn off.
“Live on!” said the enthusiastic and
visionary youth, “why, darling, we
will live on bread and cheese and
kisses.”
“Yes; well it may be all right
enough, but it’s my opinion that
bread and cheese, with thin slices of
kisses in between ’em, are mighty
light sandwiches for a steady diet.
You’ll have to talk roast beef and
strawberry short-cake to me.” . . -
If you want a nice map for your
office, home or school, call at this'
office. For sale at £1.