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,J. A. DAI Ml, Kimtok. VOIUME 1. jtf/% I>IS 40IVI V VAZKTTU IMKI.TSHKD At r {’■ I RISING FAWN, GEORGIA, (Kvi'ry Thursday) v— 1)A I! It & C UI.LKV. DARK, ly - M ( l 7 jTJa ’ I Editor. Brinks* Manackji. : Subscription Rates. 0K Vv.ar, in advance , <ti Months, “ t|hi.k Months, •'* uu * oo * j ~~ To Business Men. 1 1 advertisement in a well circu lated nesws paper is the I jest ot all }>ossi ble salesmen. A It is \ salesman who never sleeps ami is nj|er weary —who goes alter business D early ami late; who accosts the merchant in his store, the scholar in his stiuly, the I v lawyer in his <dbce,the holy in her home tie- traveler on (he car or boat; a salesman IP* I whom no pure ha :er a* *i i\ avoid, who can be iu a thoiisaml places at once and sjjeak It l 4 thousands of people daily, saying f< >U lUc vest UlU.j, 1. cm: o^v ( num T' •••■ rnn. A good advertisement insures a business connection oil the most perma nent and independent basis-and is; in a certain sense,a guarantee to the customer of fair ana moderate prices. Lxpenenei lias show n taat the dealer whose wares I S • Lve obtained a puhlie celebrity, is not Bnly enabled to sell, but is forced to sell M reasonable rates.and to furniskn £<>od A dealer can make no better I o ■investment ilia.n in the advertising col/ Kmins ~V a widely eireulate l newspaper. ■Nueli is the opinion of the man "hv ,s ■known to be the largest advertise!, in ‘be Hi nited States, Professional Cards. T. MiSIPKI^, ATTORNEY AT LAW, RISING FAWN, DADE COUNTY, GA. Wju.piiv prompt, fttt*n4ionto the oUtcdion of claims niitl all husiiiess intrusted to DL 1 ’ ** l the ?eveml courts for the counties ot l>e, | Walker and Catoosa." ‘"* * *l. 4a. Ss% Bi I A Itor’v iV ( Uor al ® jJllVk *•r * RISING f AWN. DIfbECOUNTY, GA. Wii.l -.u. Walker an cl Catoosa. Strict attention jt'vni < th. collectil> of claims, or other business ,n “ trnsted to his care. *’ _ W. 1. JACOWAY, ATTORNEY ATLAW ’ TRENTON, DADECOUTY, GA, 1\ I Wlu, practice in the counties of ■Walker ami Catoosa, .Collecting a specialty* 1-tf. I GEORGE B. JORDAN, I DENTIST, lllisixo I-'AWN\ - <iA ; flfiers his professional services to the pt 1 ■ ol bade county and surrounding counti j 'All work wait nAn i' kt in tvci n ji.utin V bftice at residence, corner Lbureh and I baaia etieett. 9m t* BAR Mi RA>S FIC’M B 5 E. v urni hansom. High noon, in the delicious, spice- I mrented woods, Noon, hv the shadows in the level pastme-lamls —noon, by the vertical rays that lost themselves in the crvstal pools of the little brown trout stream that went gurgling over the hid den rocks —noon, by the sleepy twitter ing of birds in leafy nooks, and the drow sy hum ot insects as they iloat on the gob leu air. And Barbara. Weed,as she stood by the stepping-stones, with the basket of jet tv blackberries on one hare; brown arm, and her straw, “Hat’ ’ hanging oil the other, looked solemnly up at the sun; and wondered if, by any possibility,, she could get • home for dinner. She was a pretty, gypsy-faced girl, with large, dark eyes; a prolusion .of dark hair coiled around and arotiud her head in purple black braids, and cheeks tinted with the rich pomegranate enne son of an Oriental clime. \\ bile, around the perfect dot of a mouth, there were the stains of berries, and a wreath oi daisies and buttercups worn carelessly around her hat, betokened the woodland occupations of the morning. She might have passed in her brown print dress, for u gypsy girl, or a rustic Flora, or even rosv Hebe herself. But as sin* stood there, with one foot on the mossy stepping-stone, , and the leaves rutsliug solHv overhead, there was a rush and a plunge, and a magnificent liver-colored setter bounded down the hank, precipitating himself boldly upon the startled girl, with red, panting tongue and plume like tail vibrating back and Barbara Weed gave a’liftlo shriek. leli i into the shallow stream, and d lopped her ’basket of > ohe siul ' the J 1 * t* same second. * , ' And iu the next,* a tall, -faii-hairhd young man, with a gun upon his' shoul-- det sprang over the same fence the beau tiful setter had so unceremoniously hounded. • “Doti !” he' Called out —“l)on yon ia sal, what have yoip done ?1 am very sorry,, l. am sure ” M said to Ba.bara as Ikslofted bis cap* n-ud held out his hand ; to ussist*her.* “Fan 1 help/you ?” j But Barbara, arose cut ot the bn>vn. ' gurgling waters, like a second l jU, ' l,H * or a Naiad, with bespattered dies* I'Hle f o ct soaked through, ami bonnet Ml drip- p>ng. “No, you'yn’t!” Ril IbuL-irn, indig nantly. “I>ut 1 t.liink voit duglit to bn asi i a lin'd **f yonrsel f, letting that, gred/ dog bMimo about in that sort ol we4j knocking things out ol people’* bar# : ;u yl almost drowning them. Ami ♦7 < M are eight quarts oi berries lost ! ’ ( T' ing disconsolately into the waters' 1 | had engulfed the jet tie treasures, a1 " j c 1 lip \\' was to have bad the money lor* dress. Ob, dear —oh, deal . n , . , r i.Jlvbonnet shaking the water out of bet, I strings, with an energy that tl< c “ stranger step baek instinctive* “l beg a thousand parddr _ s<n^ Mr. John Fit/.al an. I an entire accident. And it / Ul , . , . flit recom or me by accepting some f ' , • ,•i’o, Am l have nonse for the misebiel Do/ ... ii n.ji/verv glad, unwittiuglv doin', 1 slmljr • ii i .... C/a small gold As he sp >ke he dicw/f i , . *•. ~.i,o;icd her. coin, ami hesit -it n.gl,\. , , ... ~ Oriental eyes Barbbra AN eed * da flaxlicl; ' v til a sin, of W ! In-own ha.nl shn .las' f’ H<l 1“ into the water at In'" ' . • i ~rt beggar: cited 1 “Do yon take m J . . . .(.Tfoiee, *aml then i she, m a quick, st i e .. . , living shadow among i she vanished like I *. F ° ! the trees. , -x it i.cwl afte - ** her, with .lack Frit/.ah *‘7 , Ins eyebrows, n curious oh*va ,a - rc^nhir'l'-'V 111 H " 1 ,IC („ himself, -iov'l-e h,,, ( . V es of hers diJ llaze, A,,d , “ l eafc is ,h, r hf ; lo| ' t,,S 0 J gjfwith a downward vd trouts p-# 4 v . * . J. Iton. old lellow g/anee ol sCn* ... . , tilde an awkward Id un coil an l i Uai* ,Je didn t mean it did , dor to-day; 1.1 we ?” m . . lk went oil their way i And thcM . . ( , |§n recesses oi the mid t noti 0 i ig while Barbara rushed summer w RISING FAWN. DADE COUNTY, GA.. THURSDAY, AUGUST 14,1879. ‘-I'aEfliftsE to Ose Fct'!es Against Hit* Wrong/’ home, with heart, running over with in- j dignant excitement. Alis. Weed was placidly shelling peas I for dinner, when her grand-daughter J hurried into the little, low-ceiled “keep- 1 ing-room.” “Dreary me child !” she said, lilting up a pair of mild, spectacled orbs, as un like Barbara’s tropical eves as possible, “what’s,the matter ?” “Granny,” panted the girl. “I’ve; been knocked into tin* water, and all my berries spilled; and—and he dared to offer me —money ?” “ Who did. child lie—the dog’s master.’’ And then Barbara related the occur rence rathei more explicitly, and began to cry, with her face hurried in the old lady’s lap. “Js that all ?” said Mrs. Weed. — “(*ood land! child, it ain’t worth fretting about. Drv your eves and get on a clean dress, and open the blinds oi the best room quick—lor 1 have had a tele graph dispatch that your cousin Calep, will he here on the one o’clock train, and I’ve scut Michael to the train already to meet him; and I've baked two apple tarts and volt must make haste to get out the best china, and the silver teaspoons, and pick some posies for the big terracotta vase, so’s to make the house look cheer ful.” * k -,V * v- * Mr. Fitzalan.s summer vacation was over, lie had come back to his studio with a portfolio full of sketches and a brain haunted by sunset effects, cloud shadow*, and misty, and hall lor goten glimmers ol mountain lakelets half smothered m purple heather. But tin* one sketch that was being “worked up” morning, w;vs * a small .( >nep l {^looking l head, with coils of ldaek haTr - • * ’ * *#• nnmtiil it, deity eyes.Jryiged, M*..‘h>ng dusky lashesjjmd fhe lick gl^\vp>W<?a^ mine color in its checks. .. * 0 “Like a starteled deer,” he mused ns lie stood, artist-like surveying it from a little distance, “.lust as she looked a vea* ago, when Don ami 1 came njo i heriu that sylvan wilderness. By Jove! I’d give half 1 am worth to see her once again.” “ it’s quite romantic mv dear,” said Mis* Vi van to .lodge Weed’s beautiful ad.qded daughter, “lie’s tin* best par ! tioflbe soason, and so delightfully de voted to hi* art ! !t is all very well for ' poor people to go grubqinn' away with jiaiuts, and oils ami things for, a living but why .lack Fit /.ill an dots it passes mv comprehension ! Miss Weed—our own little swart- Nrowed Barbara, transformed by dint of dress and jewels, into a princess of the liean monde—languid interest. “Is lie handsome ?” said slie. “As Appollo !” .Miss Vi van answered, (juiekly. “.\nd they say lie is engaged in painting the loveliest female head this fall-some one that lie’s in love with, or engage to, or sometliingof the sort, 1 am really quite anxious to see it, and 1 mean to take you this mroning. it’s decidedly the fashion to visits artists in their studios, and I know Jack will be delighted with the chance of an introdiic t an. And lie.e conies the carraige now; so if you’re <piite ready, my love—” Miss Weed following her friend into the open barouche, ratlierglad of anew sensation. For wild littlle Barbara sometimes found the great city duller than had been her country wilderness in spite <d the new dresses, and opera boxes which Cousin I 'aiep so unceasingly showered upon the favorite daughter of his bachelor old ago —the adopted daugh I ter which he had so uneeremo tdo isly borne away from the old Con necticut farm-house, to his Fifth Ave nue palace. Miss A ivian had described the young artist as being handsome as Apollo. Perhaps that figure of speech might have been a slight exageration, but Air. Fitzalau certainly did look very well as I he stood in his crimson-draped studio, I with the white light pouring down from 1 the skylight oil his fair Saxon forehead and the tall figure clad in its picturesque I painting robe of wine-colored velvet. j lie courteously advanced to meet til* ladies as Aliss Vivian rustled in, all satins and vdvets, and the dusk-eyed stranger followed, with the slow grace ful gait of a queen. “Mr. Fitzallan allow me to present you to Miss Weed.” chattered the soci ety belle, “this is the artist of whom I * V told von —and, but dear me what is the matter?” Fm Jack had sta t l as if lie had be held an apparition, and Barbara turned scarlet to the very roots of her hair. “its the little wood-nymph,” cried the young artist. “It’s the gentleman with the ill—be haved dog’” said Barbara, recovering her presence ot mind in an instant, while the roguish dimples began to dance about the corners of her mouth. And glancing at the canvass on the easel, she beheld—her own face! “1-1 beg your pardon !” stammered Mr. Fitzalan, more conluseil than ever; “hut 1 couldn’t help it. It haunted me; I was obliged to sketch it. But I 11 nil) it out, it you sav so lie raised his brush, as it to sweep B over tin* wet surface of the painting. “jKfop!” said Barbara; quitely. Do not do that. “I thank von a thousand times! ’ said Jack, fervently; while Miss Weed put her hand into one of the dainty velvet bordered pockets of her blue side dress,, and drew out —a tiny gold-piece. “It’s you is I believe” said she to the astonished young artist. “But I shall not give it to you,* I rescued it my self from the detph ot -the trout brook, and I think 1 have fairly earned it as a memento of our first meeting, i lie turned red. ;* What an idiot I was to offer you “ Ajnl what >ir SCold. YOU S>>, * \ •'••• * J* .Ho 'exfemle^ % v. nk smile'.. *:-• ; Vf * *l. , ‘*S'iia*ik\VJl*gi*e.tf) tvrjfet rinvpfisT; and and he friends;” said lie. “With id! my lieart!” she answere. W In'll Ililmara "Weed went home to 11 io exi[uisite boudoir which eo’isin Fatej)’ft care had decorated for her, she sat do\vu%vith her plump cheeks rest ing in bnfii hands. j “\\ hat does it mean,” she asked hor j self, resolutely, “when a girl thinks I night day and of one porticular man? W hen she treasures a little thing which he has once handled, when she feels the very sound of his voice, does it mean that she—loves him?” And Bari >ara sprang to her feet, with quick motion of angry impatience. “Oil,” cried she, “1 am a fool, an id iot a silly, sentimental school-girl ? I will never allow myself to think of him again, 1 will ask cousin Oaleptobuy that picture, so that he shall not he of feuded longer with the sight of it and there will he an end of tire whole mat ter. But Fitzalau, declined to part with the picture. “Not sell it?” said the old million aire, in amazement. “But I supposed artists always painted their picture to sell. “I am an exception to the ordinary rule,” said Mr. Fitzalau, quietly. “Name your price, sir,” said Jude W eed. “Money is no object to me. Nor to me,” retorted the artist. “And no amount of money would buy mv ‘Gipsy Giioon,’ ” So that Barbara herself came to .the studio to conduct the negotiation in which her cousin had failed so signal- ! ly “Mr. Fitzalau” said they “my cousin is very anxious to possess that picture, and so am 1.” “1 will part with it,” said he, “ olny on one condition.” “And that ?” she questioned. “I wiil exchange it.” “For what?” “For the < rignal ! Barbara, mv queen, mv ilarling little heart’s- treasure, don’t you know that I love you ? Look at me dearest ! Speak only one word, to tell me, that I may hope !’ ? She did not speak the word—she only j hurst into tears; but for all that, Mr. j k itzalan knew that his suit was not in 1 vain Ajid Don, the.jsctter dig, is Mrs. Jack Fitzalan’s greatest ]et, in spite of all that has come and gone. nfcii Victory’s Afßiblc , i . r ' •• ()ne nnturnllv cannot help making in quiries about the Qne.ni when staying in the neighbi rhood. It is a neighborhood in in a more free and spontaneous way than anvwhere else. She could hardly g*> about at Windsor and Osborn as sin? does at Balmoral.* The Queen is always dressed in a very p’a’u and quite fash ion, which is itself a rebukv to the ex travagent “dressiness” ot the present day, She will enter very humble shops in order to make very small purchases are mainly intended as gifts, to the poor in her own service. She selects the ar ticles. but never ask the price. The price charged are exactly the same ns to j anyone else. Beside this, ♦he Queen reg : ularitv visits the houses of the cotta gers. . Some touching instances of this are.given in the Highland Journal. “Mealy,” she naively remarks, “the atfee tion of these good people, whoaieso very hearty and so happy to see you, ; takeing intore t in ovi rvthing, is very [touching and interesting,” f heard a 1 very pleasing anecdote of the Queen one j day on the coach top as 1 went from I Braemar to Blairgowrie. We passed a house which had belong to a deceased gener.al officer, a banonet, who had seen good service in the Napoleon wars. He had built a bouse, an exact represen tation of Logwood, where Napoleon died. On.a mound close by the gate he had erected a stand where waved flags commemorative of all the different bat iiiM liirl. ami ,iu'j i.c tvitttw"ttm A\ ;it-arMy.• 'Tnr paswl ani*! tlio. ‘ de hbV tte Js<r t^Ks % pwijflllsr/'wif 4 l'he obi Gdier;!l\vas sorely hurt, bv thi?; omission and bemoaned it greatly. He however, liad friends at court, and one of them ventured to speak to her Ma jesty on the subject. The Queen in the most prompt and gracious wav, was anxious to gratify the old soldier and re lieve his mind, When she was next about to pass that road, she caused an intimation to he given him that the flags should he displayed as before, and then he should fall into her cavalcade and ride before as one of her body-guards to Balmoral.—[ London Spectator. Novels Again A week or so ago, four lads in New i York, from fourteen to sixteen years old | resolved to start to the* Far West to seek their fortunes** ;Wor long saving 1 they managed to provide their outfit, ; which consisted of one gun, two pari or - | pistols, one dagger, four horse blankets (for their fiery mustangs which they meant to bestride) and twenty cents in cash. They met at mid-night at one of the terries for a start when the leader of the expedition discovered that he had left the photograph of his lady love at home,, and declared that he could not travel without it, went hack for it. His mother heard him climbing in at the bath room window, and gave the alarm; a policeman arrested him as a burglar, and lie was marched off to a police station, where his father recog nized him next morning. The story came out, and the boys ta ken home, wo are told “to he taught better sense*” We doubt, however, if the teaching will he successful. A lap who can reach the age of sixteen with no other qualification for conquering the world than a pistol and a dagger, and the idea gained from dime novels, is not to make a useful man in it. His parents are too late in begin ning their training, We have often before called atten tion to the growing ill effects of this lower class of scnsasional novels and story-papers upon our young people. An incident which occurred the other day enforces this tact as no words of ours can do. A young woman was convicted to the 1). M. UULLFY, Ih siNKss M.\\r galleys lor l:lt\ t<rr •)* * murder of ln*r husband. a . good! hrmest man who ha V been fa ill) iul and kind to her. “In I y own .cell,” states tlie nawspajH'r of the town. M uftei th<* trial was over, was flte nnojienod Hilde furnished to all amUheojw of the rlirap. nov els which she had delighted to read for years,!,,, . . v , . .j. - . v II her. reading had been different, so ire venture to.say, would have been her actions and Imei* lhto.>-sFigs do not bring forth thorns nor grapes thistles.” \ r-~ , . Adhere art* 4,000 lunatics in the Illnoia Asylum. i ]> liras* passes for..gold in Africa and by the way, it does here, too. i I )jsm;t-l .Post-office iw in North Caro lina: where likewise is “Mutual Love.” The- French police sovs that men with big feet are the greatest criminals. Avoid a slanderer as you -would a .vasp. There is poison in his tale. a The man who.minds his own huis ness has a good steady employment, it is better to dwell on a house top; than in a tent, with a woman who wants anew bonnet. <lm Sling is tlfe ttaiiu; of a Chinese student .at Yale, preparing hismelffor the bar. • a i’ll nit that Countries rais pig have the fewest, marri vV.^V{*K :y ; 3 4 • * I | % *• i . 1 *•* ;•!.•*-*? f y‘‘ . *. • 4ie* Waterloo ObserHn siysithe tjeiii ,-penwjee refoYyiers 'should furn /.liei cl at tendon to mower; ways* tight.\ , ! i . . —— * * A man aiuUhis entire.family were poi soned in Petersburg, Yu., recently by eating ice cream. A, There is ono doctor to every t>oo peo? ia the United States, into the jaws of death rode the six hundred. r l he boy who left a. piece of.ice in.the Mill to warm up, was no more foo 1 - ish than the man .who opeuel a. store and expected people to hunt him out ami buv his goods. •O & . Postmaster Gen. Key and party were at Burlington, Vt., mi August,l. He was serenaded and made one of his char acteristic speeches. ■ 1 • • •■■ 1 ' r rr: An Irishman who was drinking the health of a Bishop, gave: this toast: ‘May yours rivireucec life to,car the old hen that crows over vour grave.’ i > “Mariage,” observe-? > somebody, “Is no uneven game. It’s a tie.” A beau knot, ot course.—Chicago Tribune. An exchange speaks of a patent liar row just out by a man named A Bowen. That is nothing new. for the Indians, centuries ago used A. Bowen harrow. \ iee-Presidcnt Wheeler is a nice man. He is so quite. His office does not trou ble him, nor does he trouble his office, though we pvittuine he remembers to draw his salary with becoming regular ity. One girl in the kitchen is worth four teen who sit up in the parlor, read nov els, sing sieklv, sentimental songs, and gad aldjut fioni one house to another ped dling’gossip about their neighbors. China is not an ignorant land. It has 400y(U)0,000 of people, of which vast number t here is scarcely one who can not F/ad and write, it has 2,000 col legjß&paiul their libraries outnumber oiiif* ten to one. There are in, that laud 2,- 000,000 of highly educated men. Hea then, liußillneraU;. ■ NUMBER 41