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GKNH’.RAI, directory .
CHURCHES.
, by the Circuit preacher, on
the 3rd. > unf j ay j n Psch )t)011lh) at u
o clock . nr. sn d the Furnace at ‘>
o clock p. m.
Preaching by the Missionary Baptist
t the Furnace on the first Sunday and j
Saturday night before, in each month,
by the pastor, Rev. T. C. Tucker. ]
MASONIC:
The regular meeting of Rising Fawn
’Lodge No. 293, F. A A, M, the Ist and
3rd Saturday nights in each month. T.
J. Lumpkin, W. M., J. W. Russey, Sec
recUry.
Trenioa Lodge No. 179. F. & A. M.,
meets on the 2nd and 4th Friday nights
in each month H. A. Russell, W. M.,
J. A. Bennett, Secretary.
Trenton Royal Arch Chapter meets
on the 3rd Wednesday in each month.
M. A. B. Tatum. H. P.; W. U. Jaco
way, Secretary.
COURTS:
Superior Court meets on the 3rd and
and 4th Mondays in March and Septem
ber.
Oonrt of Ordinary meets on the first
Monday in each month*. G. M. Crab
tree, Ordinary.
The Justice Court for the Rising
Fawn district, on the 3rd Saturdav in
each osontli.
EDUCATIONAL :
The county Board of Education meets
• n the call of the chairman. E. P.
Katcfceraide, County School Commis
sioner.
profession al cards.
TANARUS J. LUMPKIN, \ ( H, p. LUMPKIN
Risiog Fawn. > 1 Lafavette. ’
fJJ J. LUMPKIN A PRO.,
Attorneys at Law.
Riling Fawn A Lafayette, Gi.
Will pay promps attention to ths col
lection of claim* and ail business en
trusted to their care, in the several
courts of the counties of Dade, Walker,
G iatfoega and C itocsa. 1-t!
ilataa Greiit Sontiiern Railroad.
TIME CARD
Taking effect February 20th, 1881.
NORTH BOUND.
No. 2 Hail.
Arrives. Leave*.
Re rid i An, , "* 5 20 a. n7.
York, 629a. m. 630 “
Liviogiton, (5 54 “ 655 “
Epos, ‘ 717 “ 718 “
Mi'ler, 727 “ 723 “
Eutaw, | 805 “ 820 “
Tuscaloosa, tt 51 “ 968 “
Cottondale, i 10 11 11 10 12 “
Coiling* jlO 28 “ 10 80 “
Woodstock, jU 00 ‘ 11 Ol “
Birmingham, I U 14 p. m. 12 19 p. u\
Tmsiville, 12 55 •• 12 55 “
Spriogvilla, 121 “ 133 “
White aVj I 209 “ 210
Attain, ' |2 56 “ 811 “
UoVitn&ville, : 407 “ 408 “
/f/andeo, 434 436 •*
Fort Payne, 461 “ 452 “
Bulphur Springs, * 543 “ 545 *
Rising Fawn, fi 00 '• 601 “
Trenton, 1 624 “ | 625 “
Wanhatchie, 703 “ ! 705 “
Chf.ttanooen, | 720 !< [
NORTH BOUND.
No. 1 Mail.
Arrives. Leave*.
Chattanooga, 8 00 a. m.
Waubatohie, 815a. m. 816
Morgausville, 834 “ 834
Trenton, 851 ** ! 852 “
Ris'off Fawn, 914 “ 915 “
Snlphur Springs, 9 Si) “ 932 “
Yallev Head, 955 “ 953 “
Fort Payne, !10 21 “ 10 21 “
Brandou, 110 26 “ 10 38 “
Portersville, jlO 50 “ 10 60 “
Collinsville. jll 02 “ 11 03 “
'Greenwood, |1! 36 “ 1 1 26
Attalla, i 11 50 " 12 11 p. m.
Whitney, 12 58 p. m. 12 57 “ ;
Springville, 1 131 “ 1 33
TruSsviile, | 207 “ 208 *•
Birmingham, I 243 “ 248
Woodstock, |4 02 “ 403 "
Coaling, 1 434 “ 436 “
Cotton dale, 452 “ 463
Tnscalooss, 512 “ 515
Eutaw, 618 “• 703
Miller, 74 > " i 742 •
Epes, 751 “17 62
Livingston, t 814 “ j *
York 840 “ ! 841
Meridian, I 950 “
Chas. B. Wallac*, L. B. Mobrison,
Sn j<runJ << 1 1 Gtn’i Pass. Ag t.
A WOOLIKB HABIT.
There is no occasion for swearing out
ride of a newspaper office, where it is
very useful in proof-reading, and indis
pensably necessary in getting forms to
press. It ha* been known, also, to ma
terially assist the editor it looking over
the paper after it is printed. But other
wise it is a very foelish and wioked habit.
RISING FAWN, DADE COUNTY, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, AUGUST 19, 1881
QUININE SUBSTITUTE.
THERMALINE
The Only 25 Cent
AGUE REMEDY
IN THE WORLD.
CURES
CHILLS&FEVERI
And all MALARIAL UISIiASESo
From Elder Thomson, Pastor
81171$ ji 1* 2 r*l Church of the Disciples o F
Christ, Detroit, Midi.—“My son
Vas dangerously ill and entirely prostrated from Chill*
and Fever. Quinine and other medicines were tried
without effect. Mr. crai**, who had used Theemalinb
a* a tonic, advised a trial of Thermalink, which was
dene, resulting in his complete recovery wkhin a few
days.”
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FOR MAN OR BEAST.
It is no test of amiability to be good
natured in the few and rare moments of
serenity when all human troubles seem
to have subsided. It is the man wlfo,
when troubled himself, can preserve a
calm and cheerful exterior to cheer
those around him ; who, when oppressed
by cares, has yet an encouraging word
for liis brother; when disappointed him
self, has yet the disposition to point out
to others the star of hope in their hori
zon, who may be most confidently de
scribed a* a really amiable man.
Opportunities are very sensitive
things ; if you slight them on their fir-st
visit, you seldom see them again.
“ Faithful to the Bight, fearless Against the Wrong."
SOTfE AWAY.
i will think of thee as cold and dead,
Low-lying in the grave that I can see.
I would not stand beside when life had fled
And lefl thy body only, there for thee.
I never saw thee with thy pale arms crossed f
On that unbeating heart that wae my own.
They only told me all that 1 had lost
When from thy breast thy lovely soul had flown.
Thou wert not that! and so I turned away,
And left the house when other mournors sUld;
Nor did I ocme on that unhappy day
When in the tomb that dreadful thing was laid,
lo me thou art not dead, but gone an hour
Into another country, fair and sweet,
W here thou shalt by some undiscovered power
Be kept in youth and beauty till we meet.
Thus I can feel that any given day
I could rejoin thee, gone awhile before
To foreign climes to pass dull weeks away,
By wandering on the broad Atlantic shore,
Where each long wave that breaks upon the sand
Bears thee a message from me waiting here,
And every breath spring breathes across the land
feecmE aa a sign that thou art lingering near.
So I will think of thee as living there.
Aud 1 will keep thy grave in sweetest bloom
As if thou gavest a garden to my care
F.rc thou departed from our English gloom.
Then w hen my day is done and I, too, die,
’Twill be as if I journey ed to tliy side,
And when all quiet we together lie
We shall not know that we have ever died
—A U the Ytur Hound.
Tilt: FLEXIBLE FIEND.
Last summer my wife received a tele
gram from her mother (visiting in Bos
ton), urging her to meet her in that city
on an important family matter. Let no
one suspect me of intimating that my
respected mother-in-law is the “ flexible
fiend," from my introducing her name so
soon after the title of my story; but had
it noc been for that telegram*'my experi
ence with said fiend would have been
nil.
Arabella was to start early in the morn
ing, and gave me many orders. “Be
sure and lock all the doors every night,
Theophilus, and, whatever you do, don’t
aggravate Bridget, for you know what a
helpless predicament you would be in if
she should take it into her head to
* leave. ’ ”
I gave the required promises, and next
a few days all went smoothly. Bridge!
was, to use her own description, in the
most “ illigautest’’ of humors, and I en
joyed unwonted tranquillity. Then came
the beginning of the end. Of course
Arabella and I exchanged letters daily.
(We had only been married a year and a
half.) On the afternoon of the fourth
day her letter contained the following
thunderbolt —in a postscript:
“ I forgot to tell yon that I found
-.mt Carraway here on a visit from the
West. She will come home with me for
a short stay, so be sure and have Biddy
clean the house from roof to cellar, as
Aunt Carraway has an eye like a lynx—
but then you know, Philly dear, ahe has
a great deal of money.”
1 understood that, “Philly dear,” “t
once. On ordinary occasions Arabella
cculs me “ Theophilus.” She knew that
I would rather face a howitzer than con
vey her commands to Bridget, but, as
the thing had to be done, her mode of
address was an affectionate hint to ap- •
proach the dreaded damsel with the ut
most circumspection.
I began at once. I went to the kitch- j
en, where Biddy was scouring pans.
* ‘ Well, Bridget, is there anything
you need from the store ? I may run
down there to-night, and can bring any
thing you want—just as well as not, you
know.”
“Sugar’s out,” said the maiden, la
conically.
“ Anything else, Biddy?” with a Pick
wickian smile and a Chad band inflec
tion.
‘ ‘ Sure ye might be after fetehin’ a
sup o’ tay, tool”
“I will, Biddy, with great pleasure.
By the wav, that’s a fine fellow that
omes to see you sometimes. McCarthy
■ his name.”
“It’s my cuzzint, shure,” said the
lashful Biddy, rubbing away very hard
it the bottom of a pan.
“A \ery nice cousin, indeed, and I
nope you will treat him well, Biddy,
“very time he comes. By the way, I
have just had another letter from Mrs.
Blodgett. She will be home on Thurs
day, and wished me to mention to you
that you might do a little house-clean
ing, as she expects to bring a friend
with her. I’ll help you, Biddy, ’pon
my word I will,” I continued hastily,
seeing signs of gathering wrath on
Erin’s brow.
Next day we began operations. While
Bridget scrubbed and scoured and
grumbled and glowered, I devoted my
energies to clearing out the rubbish iu
our bedroom closet, and progressed
swimmingly until I came to an old hoop
skirt u!' Arabella’s I had heard a friend
sav that stove-clinkers and old hoop
- its a ere the hardest things to get rul
pf on the face of the earth. Burn it I
could not. Break it I could not. I
could not hide it in the attic, for Aunt
Carraway would be sure to make an ex
pedition thither within twenty-four
hours of her arrival! If I should throw
it behind the wood-shed, Biddy would
trip oveC it and fracture her classic nose.
A brilliant idea presented itself! I
would bury it in the vegetable garden,
near the potato patch.
“ The turf shall be its winding sheet,”
Bang I triumphantly, and bore it to the
ipot. A few spadefuls of earth, a feu
manly tears (caused by uprooting a very
powerful onion near by), and all was over.
The next day I sat in my library,
leading an instructive volume entitled
“Enigmas of Life.” The door was
thrown open, and a bouncing, bewilder
ing object gyrated along the floor to my
study-chair, followed by Bridget, with
the thunders of Olympus on her brow,
and—yes—a blacked eye I With wrath
ful gestures she shot forth her tirade :
“ An’ it is mesilf that’ll be afther hav
in’my eye kilt entirely wid the mutherin’
owld villin av a hoop-skurrt jumpin’ in
til me face, while I was diggin’ a few
peraties for dinner—like a divil from
purragatorry, sure 1 ”
She disappeared, and I laid down my
book in despair. “Enigmas of Life!”
I should think so ! I seized the hoop
skirt., and ran frantieally in the garden.
I would bury it seventy fathoms deep,
if I had to dig through to the antipodes I
No one should say that Theophilus
Blodgett was the man to be conquered
by an old hoop-skirt, forty-spring double
elliptic though it might be 1 Just as I
reached the corner of the woodshed, I
heard a silvery voice exclaim:
“Good-morning, Mr. Blodgett I”
Looking around, I descried, oh, hor
ror I the clergyman of St. James, with
his wife and young-lady visitor, Miss
Juliet Thornton, coming to call! For
tti-3 Rev. Ciggswell and lady I cared not
a straw, but Juliet Thornton had been
one of my ardent attachments before I
•* /aged myself to Arabella. In fact, I
time) making up my mind which of the
two I really preferred; but,
remarking sarcastically that
“ some people Dever did mow their own
minds,” and that “men were all alike—
fickle as the weather”—l gasped for
firmness, Juliet from my heart
forever, and made Arabella name the
day on the spot.
However, notwithstanding the uproot
ing process (whiA is not always so
thorough as some' people imagine), if
there was one person in the world before
whom I wisljkl to present a respectable
figure, it waswliet Thornton. Arabella
might get killed in a railroad accident.
Strange things happened every day. I
glanced about me in desperation. There
stood a heavenly ash barrel right at my
elbow. I breathed an inward thanks
giving, and, hastily cramming the hoop
skirt into the barrel, joined my visitors
at the front gate.
“ We are just in time to make a tour
i of your flower garden, Mr. Blodgett,”
said Juliet beguilingly ; “I do so dote
on flowers J” and she gave one a finder
glance, as if to say, “ I have not forgot
ten the hot houses and suowv camellias
that a certain individual used to send
me !”
“ With all my heart, ladies; this way
—and Mr. Ciggswell, too,” and I led
them in triumph around the flower beds,
plucking the fairest blossoms of all for
Juliet and Mrs. Ciggswell. It is fortu
nate that Arabella did not see the solici
tude with which I selected the perfect
specimens.
The reverend Ciggswell squinted
through his eye-glasses toward the
kitchen fire.
“ You have—aw —some very fine veg
etables, too—aw—Mr. Blodgett, I per
ceive. lam very fond of looking—aw—
at a vegetable garden.”
I could have murdered him. The way
to the vegetable patch led directly past
t'#e ash barrel.
“Oh, yes, dear Mr. Blodgett, do
ihow us the vegetables,” said Juliet.
“ I do love to tee the cunning little yel
low squashes, and the beets and onions
And other nice things. ”
There was no help for it. Stifling a
groan I conducted them to the desired
place. We neared the fateful ash barrel.
Juliet’s eyes were cast on the ground,
and I breathed freely as we passed it,,
when an ominous sound—“ tsiss-ss-t ”
greeted my ears, and my horrified eyes
beheld s long, ..figged rent in Juliet’s
pink cambric polonaise ! That diabol
ical hoop-skirt—that haunting remorse
less fiend—that “ Banquo ” that would
not “down”—had protruded a broken
! wire through a chink of the barrel, and
the deed was done! Tf Arabella were
to be immolated on fifty trains it would
make no difference now I Juliet would
never smile on me again. A woman
must be an angel to forgive an irrepara
ble ir jury to anew dress.
Of course I apologized,. and of course
she pretended not to care; but a certain
freezing dignity crept into her manner
for the remainder of the call, and by the
lime we reached “the cunning little
yellow squashes ” her enthusiasm was as
dead as Julius Caesar.
The visitors declined an invitation to
enter the house and rest. Mrs. Ciggs
well, with an infinitude of pins and an
abundance of sympathy, made tempora
ry repairs in the pink polonaise, and J
bowed them out of the front gate with
an unwonted chill at my heart.
Looking across the street I espied a
ragman’s cart standing at the Widow
Dickerman’s. A wild impulse seized
me. I matched the “ fiend ” from the
ash barrel, and, as I ran up-stairs, called
out, “ Bridget, run over to Mrs. Dicker
man’s, please, and tell that ragman to
be sure and stop here.”
The rag-bag always hung by Arabel
la’s sewing-machine in the bedroom.
Twisting the fiend into the smallest
possible compass, I wrapped and tied it
securely in a ragged dish-towel, and
pushed it down, down, down, to the very
bottom of the bag. No, that wouldn’t
do. With a Machiavellian cunning I
pulled the “ fiend ” up toward the mid
dle. “He will never discover it till he
gets to the paper-mill,” thought I;
“farewell, ruthless destroyer of my
peace, farewelll”
By the time my arrangments were
completed the Widow Dickerman had
come to the end of chaffering for half
pint tin cups and griddle-cake turners,
and the cart was at With a
stolid countenance, hut a throbbing
heart, I stood nonchal.%itly by, while
the peddler weighed and emptied the
rags and counted out the cash. I did
not draw a full breath till I saw the
back of the cart vanish over the top of
the long, hilly street, on the road to
H .
The next day Arabella (dear girl) re
turned with Aunt Carraway. As we sat
with all the delicacies of the season, 1
heard an animated discussion at the
kitchen door between Bridget nud a
strange man. Bridget’s voice grew
shriller, the man’s gruffer, then heavy
footsteps came near. I quaked with a
fearful presentiment. The door opened
aud the rag man stood before me
with indignation on his freckled face.
“Ef you suppose that Hiram S*da
tliiel Bangs is agoin’ tew pay 5 cents a
paound for old hupskirt wire you’is
just a leetle out of your reck’nin’, foi
he don’t calc’late to kerry on bizness in
any sich style. I’ll trouble yew for 10
cents, mister,” and he handed me the
“fiend,” still tiecTin the ragged towel.”
Arabella was completely mystified.
Aunt Carraway looked unutterable
things! I handed out a dime ; Hiram
Salathiel departed. I flung myself back
in my chair, in au attitude of utter
hopelessness.
“It’s no use, Arabella! I’ve tried to
get rid of that infernal thing ever since
Tuesday I It’s bewitched! Where’s
my hat ?” and I plunged wildly out of
the house.
“ It’s all right, Philly. Aunt Carra
way wasn’t nearly so horrified as you
would suppose. Sh*j asfieep in her
own room now, like a bleroed old lamb
kin.” 9
She led me up to the side of the room
where the bookcase stood, and pointed
roguishly to a mysterious looking,
serpentine arrangement on the wall,
lined with Turkey red, finished off with
bows of ribbon aud filled with newspa
pers.
“ You know, Phil, yon never can find
your paper again when you lay it down,
so this afternoon I made you a wall
pocket for a surprise.”
I looked again. Could I believe my
eves ? Yes, it must be; it was the
“ fiend ” transformed into an object both
useful and ornamental by the ready wit
and deft fingers of a woman 1
“I acknowledge myself surpassed,
Arabella. Men sometimes don’t know
half as much as they think they do.”
Arabella smiled demurely.
Train your son up to the editorial
business, and he will never become a
defaulter. With the exception of paste
and pencils, there is little for the nat
ural-born defaulter to default— New
York Commercial Advertieer.
A Wattettn editor found some strati ge
looking %ooking bits of metal in the
street, and took them to a jewelry store
to ascertain what they were. The stuff
turned out to be money.— Peck's Sun.
Indians Dover drink to drown sorrow.
When they can get anything to drink
they have no sorrow to drown. — Brook
lyn Eagle.
| TEKHS:-81,00 per A tin mu Mrietljin \,|v<*w*
NUMBER 41.
PLEASANTKIES.
Perpetual motion—Scandal,
The fishery question—Got a bite ?
Where was she when he spider ?imd
where will she beetle he sees In r again ?
A match safe—One put up where the
small boy can’t get at it.
The store maple sugar is now known
as the oleomargarine of the forest. '
The telephone has developed ah en
tirely new school of hello cutien.
Nature abhors a vacuum. That is
tin reason there are so many fools in the
world. Dune Nature was bound to fill
up with something.
Ladies "probably thiuk that bangs are
killing. They, are sometimes fatal. The
one that Goliath got in the forehead did
the business for him.
Wisconsin wolves have become so
hard up for provender that they chase
young men who part their hair in the
centre. The dear, pet lambs!
The following is a true copy of a sign
on an academy out West: Freeman k
Huggs, school teachers. Freeman
teaches the boys and Huggs the girls. *
Mrs. O. Leah JWlAiiaAJtrNElias arrived
in Ihe city. Her friends think her the
creme de la creme, but her enemies
think differently.— Washington Repub
lican.
“Jack, what relation to you is that
old gentleman I saw you with this
morning?” “ Oh, not much; he’s mar
ried to my grandparents’ only
daughter. ”
“ You don’t know how glad I am to
see you, Clara, dear.” “ Oh, yes, I do,”
replied Clara dear; “Johnny told me
that he heard you say you would rather
die than see me.”
Mother —“ Now, Gerty, be a good
girl, aud give Aunt Julia a kiss and say
good-night.” Gerty—“No, no 1 if I
kiss her she’ll box my ears, like she did
papa’s last night.”
Inspirations come to writers without
the least warning, and in all .sorts of
the editor of the Rochester Express
while he was getting his hair curled:
“It is not necessary for a man to keep
his mug at the barber’s shop, but he
mus! take it there to be shaved.”
A gentleman from the North was
spending the evening with a Galveston
gentleman whose acquaintance he had
made. On reaching the house the stran
ger asked: “Have you any old Texas
relics or curiosities?” “Certainly,”
was the reply; “ allow me to
make you acquainted with my mother
in-law.”— Galveston News.
“ Those cigars I bought here yester
day were mighty bad.” Dealer—“ Bad?
Why, sir, I’ve sold thousands and thou
sands of those cigars, and you’re the
first one to find fault with them.” Cus
tomer—“l don’t know anything about
that, but I know that when I tried to
smoke ” Dealer—“Ah, I see, I see!
That’s where you made a mistake. I
supposed you wauted them to treat your
friends with. I thought there must be
some mistake about it.”
Thb man who gave his name to that
instrument of death known as the
“Bowie-knife” is receiving much atten
tion nowadays in the way of remin
iscences of his remarkable career as an
adventurer. He was a tough citizen was
James Bowie, but he had a sense of jus
tice in his heart that gave him a charac
ter among those who deprecated has
murderous ways. He made the original
bowie-knife while lying upon a sick-bed,
laid up wit h wounds received in a “ con
troversy,” and fashioned the weapon for
purposes of revenge. It was made of a
large saw-mill file. A good story is told
of him in Texas. He entered a ofiurch
in one of the new towns and found a
clergyman trying to preach to an
audience part of whom were anxious to
listen and the ether part bent upon
sport. When he announced his text
and attempted to preach one man brayed
in imitation of an ass, another hooted
like an owl, etc. He disliked to be
driven from his purpose, and attempted
again to preach, but was stopped by the
same species of interruption. He stood
silent and still, not knowing whether to
vacate the pulpit or not. Finally a man
whom he did not know arose and with
stentorian voice Baid : ‘ ‘ Men, this man
has come here to preach to yon. Yon
need preaching to, and I’ll be —r- if he
shan’t preach to you I The next man
that disturbs him shall fight me. My
name is Jim Bowie.” The preacher
said that after this announcement he
never had a more attentive and respect
fnl andience, so much influence had
Bowie over that reckless and dangerous
element