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VOLUME XIII.
Cain County Directory.
SUPERIOR COURT.
Judge—B. B, Bower.
Solicitor General...W. N. Spence.
Clerk—J. W. Kagan.
Sheriff—L, H. Davis.
Regular terms, second Mondays in June
and December.
COUNTY COURT.
Judge -L D. Monroe.
Solicitor General—L. G Cartled^e.
Clerk-W. J. Ragan
Bailiff—N. A. Arnold.
Quarterly sessions, 4tk Mondays in Feb¬
ruary, May, August and November.
Monthly sessions, 4th Monday in each
month.
COURT OF ORDINARY.
Ordinary—J. J. Ragan.
Court, first Monday in each month.
COUNTY COMMISSIONERS.
P. E. Boyd, Chairman.
G. W. Colley.
J. 8 . Cowart.
Court, first Tuesday m each montb.
Treasurer, C. H Gee.
Tai Receiver—M. A. Bauch.
Tax Collector—Beckton lslcr.
Surveyor—C. 1, Davis.
Coroner—W. W. Forrester,
fcchool Commissioner- J. J. Beck.
justice courts.
Morgan— 1123rd district—Geo. H. Dozier,
J. P. W. E. Harvln, N. P. andex-offi. J. P.
Court, second Thursday in each mouth.
Arlington—574th P. J. Collins, district.—W. P. A. Beck
com, J. 8 . N. and ex-
oAoio J. P. Court, third Wednesday in
fchoh nouth.
Edison—1316th district.—J. R. Strick¬
land, J. P. Everett Bass, N. P. and ex-
ofificioJ. P. Court, secoud Saturday iu
each month.
Leary—626th district.—Harper Daniel,
J. P. Dr. J.B. George, N. P, and ex-
officio J. P. Court, third Saturday in
oach mouth.
Williamsburg—1283rd district.—J. M.
Gore, N. P. and ex-officio J. P. Coart,
4th Saturday in each month.
Cordray—1804th district—W ill Eubanks,
J. P. E. 6. Jordan, N. P. and ex officio J.
P. Court 1st Saturday in each month.
Ton of Arliiitoi.
Mayor—J. S. Cowart.
Council*en—J. 8 . Collins, J. F. Butler,
J. B. Lotion, G. W. Riley, W. B. Taylor.
Clerk—Robt. H. Bostwick.
Treasurer—D. McMillan.
Marshals—C. H. Parramore, J.T. Saxon.
Monthly meetings held on the first Tues¬
day sight in each month.
Churches.
Methodist Church—J. W. Arnold, pastor.
Preaching 2nd Sunday in each month. Sun¬
day School every Sunday at S o’clock p. m.
W. A. Beckcom, superintendent.
Baptist Church—Rev. A. C. Wellons, pas¬
tor. Preaching every 1st Sabbath. Sunday
School every Sunday at 9 o’clock, a. m.
G. W. HAsrisoo, superintendent.
Tie Comer’s Apts.
The following gentlemen are author¬
ized to receive and receipt for sub¬
scriptions and dues to the Courier at
their respective postoffices:
J. E. MERCER, Leary, Ga.
J. E. MANSFIELD,..Bluffton, Ga.
J. M. NEWTON, .Morgan, Ga.
W. E. HARVIN, .Dickey, Ga.
JOHN WARD,.. ..Edison, Ga.
.L. A. FREE,.... Colquitt, Ga.
BUSINESS AND PROFESSIONAL CARDS.
J". CT. BECK,
attorney at law,
MORGAN, GA.
Prompt attention will be given to
*.U business entrusted to his care.
Collections made good a security. speciality. Mon¬
ey to loan on
CITY BARBER SHOP,
1. H. H. BAILEY, Prop.,
ARLINGTON, GA.
jgflTHaircutting and shaving done
inthe highest style of tonsorial art.
Hot and cotd baths. All the latest
improved implements and conven-
iences. Prices moderate. Give the
City Barber Shop a call when you
steed anything in its line.
Do You Wear Shoes?
DO YOU WEAR
Gainesville Shoes?
BEST ON EARTH!
HOME MADE!
GUARANTEED
to have no equals. Manufactured by
Hu % If My % h,
GAINESVILLE, GA.
$2p”For sale by all first-class dealers.
ARLINGTON, GA-, FRIDAY, MARCH 8, 1895.
The Change *
* of Season
Finds us with a handsome line of Fall and Winter Goods
bought at panic prices.
W vb CLOTHING. W
Never before in the history of Arlington has there
been shown such a handsome line of Boys’, Youths’ and
Men’s Clothing at such ridiculously low prices as we
are now offering. Boys’ Suits from 50 cents up.
We think wc have done some remarkable buying in
Dress and Fancy Goods
and you will think so too when you see the goods, for
you get the benelit. All styles and qualities, and the
lowest pric3s you ever did hear of.
H/iTS ♦
Well, now, this is
one thing we just
can wipe up the
earth with anyone
who tries the com-
petion act. 25
per cent cheaper
than ever before.
* QR PS.
We also carry at all times a full line of pure, fresh
staple and fancy
Groceries,
which we sell at a very close margin.
Our immense stock embraces hundreds of choice bar-
gains that cannot be enumerated in the small space of
this advertisement. Come to see us and be convinced
that we are the leaders.
0. L. 0OLLIRS,
Arlington, Ga,
THE * BEST * PLACE.
It doesn’t matter what you want, there is only one “BEST” place to
buy it. In the way of
our store is far and away the “best” place in this section, and the peo¬
ple who buy of us get the benefit of a large stock and low prices.
I especially invite you to see my stock of
Buggies, Wagons and Harness
Before buying elsewhere, I handle several different styles and grades
of buggies and can suit you in price. I will sell you a good buggy for
$40, and for high grade work I handle the celebrated Barnesvilie Bug¬
gy, the
Tennessee and White Hickory Wagons.
I will pay the very highest market price for COTTON, either on
collections or for cash,
j. s. COWART.
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Don’t throw away
your money on
high priced, poor
quality shoes—we
can sell the very
best quality shoes
way “out of sight”
of competition.
•* BOOTS
A RMTEOl RETRIBUTION.
JIY HELEN FORREST GRAVES,
“Miriam Green, I am astonished 1”
said Aunt Jane.
“Oh, but, Aunt. Jane, I couldn’t help
it!” said Miriam, laughing.
But, at the same time, she colored
very red, and hung down her pretty
head.
There was no denying this offense.
It was patent to all the world—or, at
least, to all that part of it who might
happen to be on the edge of Raven
W ood.s.
There was Miriam Green up in the
top of the old oak tree, which reared
its proud crest, an Absalom among its
gold-leaved brethren, her curls all
tangled, her apron Ailed with treasures
of dark-green mistletoe. There was
Aunt Jane, standing in the little open
clearing, with hands uplifted, eyes
opened iu the widest of disapproving
glares, and sun-bonnet fallen over
backward on her shoulders.
“Your frock’s all torn!” enunciated
the old lady.
“I can easily mend it again.”
“Aud your hair blown into a tangle.”
“Oh, Aunt Jane, that is nothing!”
pleaded Miriam.
“And your bonnet hanging half-way
down the tree!” gasped Aunt Jane,
growing more indignant as the full
weight and extent of Miriam’s enormi¬
ties dawned upon her mind. “When
you knew I forbade you to think of
such a thing as climbing a tree!”
“Dear Aunt Jane •” began the
offender.
But the old lady would listen to no
argument.
“You were seventeen yesterday,”
said she. "You are old enough to know
better. And you shall be made to know
better! I will punish you for this
piece of inexcusable hoydenism!”
Miriam’s blue eyes grew big.
Surely Aunt Jane couldn’t shake
her, or shut iier up in tlie garret with
a page of “Watt’s Hymns” to learn,
or—worst alternative of all—put her
on a short allowance of apple pie at
din her.
For pretty Miriam was still child
enough to regard any of these occur¬
rences as a serious misfortune and one
greatly to be deprecated.
But yet while she was in the agonies
of apprehension, the question was defi¬
nitely determined by Aunt Jane ad¬
vancing to the foot of the oak tree and
pulling away the ladder that had serv¬
ed as a means to reach the Arst bough,
a ragged mass of foliage some twenty
feet up from the roots. Below that the
trunk extended down as perpendicular
and free of side growth as a telagraph
pole.
“There!” said Aunt Jane. “Since
you were so anxious to climb the tree
ufter mistletoe, you may remain there
and think it over at your leisure. I
will come back this evening and put
back the ladder.”
Miriam uttered a little cry.
“Please, Aunt Jane, don’t go off!”
she appealed. “I’ll never do so any
more. Please forgive me, just this
once!”
But Aunt Jane was inexorable. With
slow majesty, she strode out of the
opening, and was gone, even while
Miriam’s piteons voice quivered on
the air.
“Oh, dear—oil, dear! what am I to
do?” said Miriam to herself, “I
couldn’t jump down without breaking
my arm, or ankle, or something; and
here I a in all alone in this wilder¬
ness!”
There she sat, perched on a horizon¬
tal bough, clinging to the taper trunk
of tiie tree, and swayed to and fro in
the gentle breezes. It bad been a most
fascinating position a few minutes
ago; now it was frightful and perilous
in tlie extremest degree.
Was it an hour? was it ten hours?
or possibly only Afteen minutes? Like
the Prisoner of Chillon, the poor little
captive lost al) power of calculating
time.
But just as the round sun hung like
a ball of orange-Aame above the west¬
ern woods, there was the sound of
quick footsteps crashing over fallen
twigs and crisp leaves below.
“It’s John Ford, coming home from
hunting!” Miriam said to herself, with
a quick breath. “Oh, I do hope he
won’t see me!”
She shrank close to the trunk of the
tree, and tried to seem as much like a
big bunch of mistletoe as possible.
But it was useless. John Ford’s keen
eyes were too well used to woodcraft
and all pertaining to it to overlook
her. He stopped short at the entrance
to the glade.
“Miriam Green!” he exclaimed.
“Yes,” said the girl, laughing, a little
hysterically. “Zaccheus, be-—”,
"1 »id climb a tree.”
“And I am Zaccheus, and now I
get down.”
“Oh!” said Mr. Ford. “The ladder
fell, did it?”
“Y-yes,” said Miriam, turning very
red. “The ladder fell down.”
“I’ll put it up for you,” said Ford.
“Do!” said Mariam, laughing to her¬
self, as she thought of Aunt Jane.
He swung the ladder promptly up
against the trunk of the tree.
“Now it’s all right,” said he. “I’ll
just go over to see that the dogs
haven’t frightened Mrs, Morey’s young
turkeys, and wait for you outside the
woods.”
In live minutes Miriam Green was
by his side, rosy and breathless, still
clinging to her apronful of mistletoe.
“Oh, 1 am so much obliged to you,”
said she, earnestly.
“It was rather an awkward predica¬
ment, wasn’t it?” smiled he.
“What will Aunt Jane say?” said
Miriam, involuntary.
“She’ll be very much alarmed, won’t
she?”
“No,” confessed Miriam. “She—that
is— Oh, Mr. Ford, I can’t deceive you
about it!”
And site told him all.
“Of course, it was very wrong to dis¬
obey her,” she added.
“My poor little Miriam! My sweet,
frightened darling!” cried John Ford,
passing bis strong arm around her
waist. “She was a perfect dragoness
to torment you so!”
“But I belong to her,” said the girl,
innocently. “1 have no other home
but her house.”
“Then belong to me, henceforward,”
lie said, tenderly looking down into
her blue, limpid eyes. “Surely, you
cannot have failed to discover how
deeply I love you! Hereafter you are
mine.”
Miriam Green, young as she was,
had often dreamed of the pathway in
which love should come to her, but it
had never seemed like this.
“But,” she stammered, “what will
your uncle say?”
“What should he say?” calmly re¬
torted her lover. “Ford Court is mine.
My uncle is only my beloved and hon¬
ored guest. Besides, he loves me so
genuinely that my happiness cannot
but be his. And—but what is this?”
They had by this time reached the
solid stone wall which divided the
grounds of Ford Court from the woods,
and there, perched up on its height—a
feminine Htylites—was Aunt .Jane,
with a basket in her hand half full of
the berries which she had gathered
from the huge bushes that made a
scarlet-dotted screen inside, while
stretched prone on the grass at the
foot of the wall lay old Major Ford’s
monster bloodhchind, Gelert. He look¬
ed around and wagged his tail slowly
at the sight of John, hut did not stir
otherwise.
“Aunt Jane,” said Miriam, “what are
you doing on top of the wall, there?”
“I—I only wanted a few barberries
to put in my cucumber pickles,” stam¬
mered Aunt Jane, ready to burst into
tears. “And—and I didn’t suppose
there was any harm in gathering them
here. I’ve picked pecks and pecks of
barberries off them very bushes, and
nobody said a word. And I was just
reaching up for the Anest, when up
comes a cross old savage and asks me
what I meant by stealing fruit, and
leaves me here with this horrid, snarl¬
ing brute to watch me—just as if I was
a tramp—while lie goes for a constable!
I never was so treated in my life!
And, the more I try to jump off, the
more the dog shows his teeth At me,
and growls. He’d tear me in pieces it
I stirred a foot in any direction, I do
believe!”
“My Uncle Ford,” whispered John
to Miriam, “lie is a positive mono¬
maniac on the subject of fruit thieves!
The park bristles with man-traps, and
there is a dog chained under every
apple-tree on the premises. But it’s
too bad that he should have taken
your aunt for one of the village pur-
loiners! Gelert! come here this in¬
stant, sir! I assure you, Miss Green,”
(to Aunt Jane, who between her terror
and her fatigue was on the verge of
fainting), “my uncle will be the most
grieved of any one, when he learns
w’hat a misapprehension he has been
laboring under. Allow me to help you
down. Take care, don’t spill the bar¬
berries!”
“Dear Aunt Jane!” soothed Miriam,
the old lady in her arms,
“how frightened you must have
been 1”
“Oh, Miriam, forgive me!” sobbed
the old lady, behind her sun-bonnet.
“I—I didn’t know how dreadful it
was, or I never, never would have
pulled the ladder down and left you
there! It’s a righteous retribution on
me, that’s what it is!”
“Oh, aunty, don’t fret about it!”
said Miriam, radiantly. “It’s all
rigid now. Mr. Ford ‘•nme along and
NUMBER 14.
put up the ladder again, and—and I’ni
engaged to be married to him ! Don’t
look so surprised, Aunt Jane! I know
I’ve told it in a jerky short of way, but
it all happened as naturally as pos¬
sible. Didn’t it John?”
And then followed congratulations
and explanations, and Anally the
humble apologies of Major Ford, a
testy old gentleman of sixty odd
years, who just then arrived on the
scene, accompanied by the village
constable.
“I’m sure I beg a thousand par¬
dons!” said Major Ford. “But how
was I to know? I’m a stranger in
these parts, you know, and half tlie
fruit-trees were stripped last night.”
And Aunt Jane received his ac¬
knowledgement in frigid silence.
“A lady is a lady,” she said to her
niece, afterward, “even if sfie lias
climbed on a stone-wall to gather bar¬
berries! And no one but a semi-bar¬
barian could mistake her for anything
else 1”
And Miriam Green was too happy
in her own new-born felicity to argue
the question with her aunt.—Saturday
Night.
It Provides Employment, as Well as Edik’
cates.
It is a fact, that the harder the
timss, the greater the necessity for
young men and women to have a
business education if they would
secure or retain good positions. This
paper knows of no institution any¬
where offering advantages for so
thoroughly practical a training at
such small expense as tiie Georgia
Business College, of Macon, Ga. In¬
deed it will surprise any one; who
will write lor particulars, to find
how small the expense of a course
is; for there a business education is
placed in the reach of the poorest
person in the land; and further still,
all graduates are helped to good posi¬
tions without any charge whatever.
The facts about the magnitude
and methods of this college are a
revelation to any one, aud readily
account for its having distanced all
competitors. '
There are a good many people
who arc well enough in their weight,
hut the coal man is not among them'.
A Household Treasure.
D. vV. Fuller, of Canajobarie, Ng
•says that he always keeps Ur. King’s
New Discovery in the house and his
larnilv has always found the very
best results follow its use; that ho
would not be without it, if procura¬
ble. G. A. Dyketnan, druggist, Outs¬
it ill j N. Y., says that Dr. King’s New
cough Discovery is undoubtedly the host
remedy ; that he has used it
in his family for eight years, and it
has never failed to do alt that, is
claimed for it. Why not try a rem¬
edy so long tried and tested. Trial
bottles free at Dr. G. N. McClain’s
Drug Store. Regular size 50c. and
$ 1 . 00 , 8
The tombstone is about the only
thing that can stand upright and at
the same time lie on its face.
Have You Any Farms For Sale?
The General Passenger Department
of the Central R. R. of Georgia will ad¬
vertise, free, any farms located along
its lines that rre for sale, in a book
which will be published and distribut-
'ed throughout the Northern and West¬
ern States to prospective settlers in this
section. Persons having any property
for sale are requested to advise J. C.
Haile, G. P. A., Savannah, Ga., giving
full data. A limited space will be re¬
served for advertisements of real estate
agents, etc. Prices given on applica¬
tion.
Why is an undertaker like a skin-
llint? Because he is always screwing
people down.
A severe rheumatic pain in the
left shoulder had troubled Mr. J. II
Loper, a well known druggist of Dea
Moines, Iowa, for over six months.
At times the pain was so se-
vere that 1 e could not lift anything.
With ail he could do he could not get
rid of it until he applied Chamber¬
lain’s Pain Balm.” I only made three
applications of it,” he says,, “and
have since been free from all pain.
He now recommends it to persons
similarly afflicted. It is for sale by
Dr. G. N. McClain, Arlington, Mrs;
M. W: Watkins and Henry Turner,'
Edison