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-r_ IE OFFICIAL ORGAN OF w PIKE COUNTY, BOACRIPTION, $1.00 PER ANNUM. 1889 EDGAR L. ROGERS 1889 •0-0 NEW QUARTERS, NEW GOODS! -CM) ^Bcontemplating Stow a move, I made it STOCK a point OF last GOODS full to run VS ORTH iny stock, $–5,#00 down. there I dul is this and old- can say to my ettetomem that in my not any «ylc rubbish or shop-worn goods. I don’t boast of owning the earth, or of controling the dry goods trade of the continent, but my past record for NOBBY STYLES and LOW PRICES is my plea for patronage and leave an intelligent ami critical public to make up the verdict in my case. J have enlarged my store to Double the capacity of any other Store 5n our city— Now oeupymg two large stores—and an* gratified every day to hear the^xpreasions of every visitor and customer as to the BEAUTY and CONVENIENCE of my stores. I have the fcood/s For the room to display them and the salesmen to arrange and sell them. 1 buy everything the cash and get all the inside fliguros, and take all the discounts allowed me, and proclaim lo the world that 1 can sell goods in most instances as cheap as other merchants can buy them. I cant afford to waste my time and tax the people’s patience by trying to enumerate even in part My T > Array of Attraction* for the Spring ♦*»*»♦ Season. So, just let me my that la a few things I have the -INSIDE TRACK- 7,000 Yards Windsor’s Prints 6 – 7c. AH other merchants have to pay 8#c, to start these goods from any market. So remember that 1 will save you 1 or 2 cents per yard on Calicoes, •0-0 m ODD * H OEiOTHUTO. I have secured the exclusive control of strawse A Bros, and Voorhees, Miller – liupel's fine ‘lothing. These, with my other advantages m the clothing markets enable me to offer to the trade EXTRAORDINARY INDUCEMENT*. »•» CS-- DREoSC- —O GOODS. My trrule in jtli kiaftH nt (in.- tires —as writ as rtiesper—goods is a living evidence of inv todoanit todarc! ASKTIIK t.A inks who carries all the Novelties in Dress Clouds ami Trim ming, andl will be commit to abide tiioir decision. I carry every tiling, U’Milns good- mentioned Hats, Shoes, Trunks, Notions, Domestics, Umbrellas, Parasols, Et Caetera. \ —----0-0-- Dive me a ehwme a bow m\ goiuU. Tell THE GUO TIDINGS OF LOW PRICES! awl I will make the small fish swim eloae to the .shore. , C) YOURS TRULY, EDGAR L. ROGERS, B A BN KSV1LLE, GE< >RG IA. B,—Mushv. Lewis A. Collier and John K. Howard are with am and are ever on i!u loik on 1 f«*raM their friends. PATRONIZE HOIE INDUSTRY! Osborn L Wolcott GRIFFIN, GEORGIA, Manufacturers of k 3 1 i m a i m l/ \ \ 9 tm ■i ■ CARRIAGES, BUGGIES AND WAGONS. !*E VEHICLES MADE TO SPECIAL ORDER. ■ing done neatly, substantially and with dispatch. Home-made wagons war. 1. A car load of Tennessee Wagons Just Received. Beat hand made harness always on hand. We can suit you. Don’t lose your by investing in worthless vehicles and machine made harness. Dealers in Rough and Dressed Lumber, vary kind of House Materia! constantly on hand, and can make anything you want. Manufacturers, also, of ENGINES AND BOILERS, SAW MILLS, SYRUP MILLS FARM MACHINERY, ALL MANNER OF CASTINGS . 0«HT a full line of Pipe and Pipe Fittings and engine Fixtures, Can make or rapalr anything from a Baby’s Cradle to a Locomotive. Smcwners Stef ley 1 HEADQUARTERS FOR d–ffffiagtSs, Baggie* aadl to* 5,000 PLOW-HOBS AT BOTTOM PRICES 1 f arnesyllle, Ga. z m – mtmaL VOLUME 1. ZEBULON, GA., TUESDAY, MARCH 19. 1889. An Old Bachelor's V"alentine. [The author of this poem, whloh originally appeared in Harper’s Magazine, mysterious ly disappeared in 1886, and has never been heard from. At the time of his disappear in o Mr. Conant was editor of Harper's Weekly.'] Were I not in the faded aud sere Yellow leaf of my fiftieth year, Katie dear, Or could I recall the sunshine Of youth to this dull heart of mine, I would peu thee a gay valentine, Katie mine. In tho morning of life, when the clear Vistas show us no prospect to fear, Katie dear. Ere yet we have learned to repine, We joyously bend at the shrine Of tho lover’s good saint, Valentine, Katie mine. When we know that our sunset is near, And our sky is o’erclouded aud drear, Kat ie dear, It’s a strife to feel jaunty and fine, And our fancy can hardly incline Us to homage to St . Valentine, Katie mine. And yet, if I had thee right near, I would whisper a word in thy ear, Katie dear, And beg thee to open thy shrine Of thy heart to this poor one of mine, Instead of a gay valentine, Katie mine. — S. S. Conant. KATE’S STRATEGEM. In a cosy breakfast room three per sons were seated around the cheerful table. Mr. Morton, a fine looking man of 40, wealthy and a bachelor, and his two youug and pretty nieces, Lillie and Kate Dale. “Uncle Bert, you out to get married,” said Kate, suddenly breaking a silence which had lasted some minutes. “What for, miss? ’ asked hor uncle, ns lie laid aside the paper he was reading. “Well,” replied Kate, “you see Lillie is going to many Frank Hill and go to Chicago to live, and I,” with a pretty blush, 1 ‘will marry Walter Field at the same time and go to Detroit; so, don't you see, you will be alone, for you will not go with either of us.” “Well, what of that, Miss Puss?” asked her uncle smiling. “1 should like to know who is going to i<»k .tier ronr comfort and give run a good scolding wuen you come noun' late at night,” demanded Kate in a voice of authority. “Well, 1 can do very well without the scolding, ... and , , I expect that , , Aunt . . Molhe ,, ... can take care of the rest,” he answered lightly, amused at Miss Kate's air. “Aunt Mollie, indeed! Yes, she will do very well with the cooking, but you see she will not take eare of the other things as she would if you were married and there was some one io give orders about the housework,” answered Kate, shaking her head. “Well, I did not get married when 1 was a young man, and I don’t think 1 will now; aud besides, there is no one whom 1 know f or care to marry,” he added, sipping his coffee. “There is little Miss Bell,” retorted Kate, darting a quick, sly glance at her uncle from under her dark, lashes. “Bosh 1" he said nervously, while a faint flush rose to his forehead. “Well, then, there is the Widow Day ton, and I know that she admires you and would willingly become Mrs. Mor ton.” Mr. Morton had a wholesome horror of the Widow Dayton, who had on several occasions tried to capture the wealthy bachelor, but had failed sadly; and of this Kate was well aware, and at times teased her uncle unmercifully. “Heaven protect me from ever marry ing her! She has two red-headed, freckle.faced boys, and has badgered one man to death already,” replied Mr. Morton hurriedly, as he pushed back his chair from the table. “But, uncle,” continued Kate, “the widow lias set her cap tor you and you had better be careful or you will lie a married man before you know w-hat you are about." “Yes; but you see, miss, she cannot me unless I ask her to, and that I d6n’t intend to do,” he returned, as he hastily rose from the table and prepared to start for his place of business. “Unde,” Kate called after him as he left the room, “this is leap year, and if you don’t propose to her she can to you, and it would not surprise me one bit if she did.” “Oh, Kate, how can you tease uncle so?” asked Lillie, after Mr, Morton had passed out of hearing. “You know he will hardly ever speak to a lady if he can help it.” “Yes, I know, and if he hadn’t been so bashful he could have been married long ago to Miss Bell,” retorted Kate “Mrs. Jones told me all about it; uncle was too timid to propose and Miss Boll is single yet. I do wish the widow' would propose to him,” she added. “Why Kate, you. syrely wouldn’t want ancle to marry such a vixen as Mrs. Day ton?” laughed Lillie. “No, I don’t want him to marry her, for she would have him badgered to death iw * month’s time; but it would be such fun if she only would proposo to him, and maybe that would scare into marrying some one else.” S donee reigned for a few minutes this speech of Kate’s; each was with her own thoughts. All at Kate sprang to her feet, with mischief her eyes, and clapping her hands ex claimed : “I have it, Lilli” ’ “Have what?” “A joke ori Undo Bert. I am to make Mrs. Dayton propose to him.” “How?” asked Lillie. “This is leap year, and .uncle will a proposal from Mrs. Dayton; if he doesn’t, my name is not. Katharine Dale,” answered Kate, nodding her head sagely, while her dark eyes spoke volumes mischief. “Kate, what do you mean? can you make her propose?” “Just wait and you will see. I can manage that part perfectly well,” re torted Kate, as she danced gayly out the room and ran up stairs, where was soon busily engaged in some mys terious scheme. Meanwhile Mr. Morton had not spent a very euvinblc forenoon, for the Kate had spoken in the morning ringing in his ears, spite of all efforts forget. “Bosh I ” he exclaimed at last, ing down his peu for the twentieth time, and glancing at his watch. “One o’clock, and 1 have done nothing today. What, a fool I ami Of bourse Kate only joking. Mrs. Dayton would dare to propose. Well, Tom, what is it?” he asked, as an errand boy tered. “A letter, sir,” said tho lad, as handed Mr. Morton a largo yellow sive, and then darted quickly out of door with a broad grin upon his face. Mr. Morton tore open the envelope drew forth the Later, llis hand and great drops of perspiration broke on his brow while he read tho lines: Mr, Morion: Dkab Rut,—1 .ake the advantage this year affords to my sox to inform you the tender feel jig I have long felt for y u, and J believe that my sentiments ar# turned. I understand that your nieces H'tbib I l,u 'nod cunji VfNiut lady to e, p-eet yon with soothing words oI when you return hems weary with the •*“* f tho <\ a >\ f or ’ 1 my modesty ami plainly ssk , you to m , Hl , Jling1 . 0 ra . eivB ft £iW aWe sore, 1 1 amain, Yours truly, Nancy Dayton. “Heaven and earth!” gasped Mr. Morton, letting the letter drop from his trembling hands, and starting to his feet. “Kate was right. She intends to marry me whether or no. What on earth am I to do?” he groaned, sinking back into his chair arid dropping histhrobbing head upon his hands despairingly. It is an old adage that “it never rains but il pours,” and so thought Mr. Mor ton, for the next moment a clerk put his head in at the door and said: “If you please, sir, Mrs. Dayton is in the store and wishes to see you at oneo upon important business.” “Eh! What?" almost shrieked Mr. Morion. “Mis. Dayton in there? what shall I do?" lie cried, starting up wildly and darting behind the door. “Yes, sir. What shall I tell her?” said (he clerk, looking as if ho thought that Mr. Morton had gone crazy. “Oh, for mercy’s sake don’t let her come in here!” he exclaimed in a shak ing voice. “Don’t, Brown, there’s a good fellow. Tell her anything—that I :un ill, or not in tell her to come in some other time. Get rid of her quick, some way or other; but for Heaven’s sake don’t, let her come in here. I won’t see her on any terras whatever.” “AH right, sir," said Brown, as lie backed, out of the office, almost choking with laughter, as the, situation of affairs and the cause of Mr. Morton’s frantic ac tions flashed through his mind. “Oh my stars'” groaud Mr. Morton, as the door closed behind Brown. “What on earth am I to do? Kate was right. What a fool I was that I did not ask Bessie Bell to marry me years ago 1 Then I would have been safe from the clutches of that brazen-faced widow.” He stepped from his place of retreat, and, sinking into the nearest chair, bowed his head tipon his hands in par plexed thought. Suddenly a bright idea struck him, aud he exclaimed: “I ll do it yet—right away, too, and be done rvith it!” Springing to his feet, he seized his hat and gloves and put them on hurried ly. Then he went to the door, and in a nervous whisper called out to the clerk: “Brown, hits she gone yet?” “Yes, sir,” replied Brown, while a broad smile spread over his face. “Well, I am going home; I am ill; you will attend to locking up the store.” “Certainly,” returned Brown. Mr. Morton hurried out ami walked rapidly up the street until he arrived at a tiny white cottage. Here he stopped and rang the b The door was opened l». a pretty, df’-.-haired, brown-haired woman of 38 iir 10, who, when she caught sight of hor visitor's flushed face, and noticed his excited manner, ex claimed: "Mr. Morton, are you not well? What has happened?" 1 ’Nothing, Bessie. Yes, I mean I have come to—to—” ho stammered, and then stopped confused and crimson. “Come in,” said Miss Bell, calmly, leading the way into a cosy sitting room. Sho placed n chair for hor visitor and waited for hi in to speak. Mr. Morton did not take tho offered chair, but remained standing toying nervously with the buttons on ids gloves. For several moments neither spoke, then a voice that would tremble, in spito of his efforts to be calm, he said: “Bessie, I have come to ask you a question. Will you marry me?” “Mr. Morton, surely you don’t mean it!” faltered Mi*» Bell, while a rosy blush mounted to her smooth white brow. 11 Yes, Bessie, I mean every word of it. I have never seen any woman that I loved but you; do you think you could carte enough for me to be my wife?’’ “It’s so sudden,” stammered Miss Bell. “I know it is, Bessie; but say yes— please do,” be coaxed, gaining courage to plead his cause, now that the ice was broken. What her answer was the reader can judge; for three weeks later ho led her into his own home, and introduced her as “My wife, Mrs. Bessie Morton.” Imagine the surprise and delight of Kate and Lill ie at this wUra nnnoun«« ment. “Oh, LiU, didn’t I tell you how it would end? And I am glad of it 1” cried Kate, after she had kissed her now aunt and nearly smothered Mr. Morton with a “bear hug” in her delight at the turn affairs hail taken. “But uncle, what about the widow?” sho quizzed, after the surprise and excitement had somewhat subsided. Mr. Morton looked searchiugly into her face for a moment, and catching the gleam of mischief that sparkled in her eye, he exclaimed: “So, miss, it was you was it? I might have known it was one of your tricks; but then, all is well that ends well,” he will! a loving glance ill the sweet of room.- — Waverley. Fnnny Finds in Pianos. The variety of articles that piano tuners find in pianos is i eraarkablo. It is also extraordinary what a receptacle of lost articles a piano can become in tho course of a few months. A tuner was conversing last night about some of the singular phrases of his calling, when ho incidently let drop the statement that lie found four diamonds in one piano and had recovered a very substantial reward for his discovery from the lady who had employed him. “You can understand the shock given to a ring,” lie said, “ when a lady is playing awl brings her fingers down in a crcsendo. if a stone happens to be loose, away it goes, and with that rare affinity which valuable things have for getting into strange places, it promply gets between (lie keys and works down into tho framework of tho instrument. And little tilings like gems are not the only ones lost in Ibis way. 1 have found coins of all sorts or denominations in a loosely set piano, hairpins, ordinary pins, visiting cards, and the like. “ Where there arc children around the accumulation becomes greater, for the little, rascals liave a fashion of stuffing piumw full of every small thing they can get their misclievous little lingers on. Of course tho tone of a piano ii very much injured by the presence of anything beneath or behind the keys, but very few persons who use the instru ment can distinguish when it is a quarter tone out of the way, especially when they are using the piano themselves.” —New York Trines. Water Essential for Grinding Wheat. One of the largest millers in tho United States, C. A. P’lsbury, is cred ited with assorting that millers do not dampen their wheat before grinding it. This is correct of some millers, but not of all, and the reason is not attributable to differences in millers, but to differ ences in wheat. Most of the California wheat ground in (his state is moistened, because it is necessary to do so. (>n tho other hand, Oregon wheat will not stand dampening, as it contains enough water without this treatment. On this account local millers prefer California wheat, as they can add tho necessary water for nothing, which they have to pay for in the Oregon article. When shipped abroad or stored for months at tidewater, there is less differ ence, as wheat which is not moist will become so in a damp atmosphere. Cali fornia wheat when afloat gains two to three per cent, from absorption of moisture. A certain percentage of water in wheat is essential to render it fit for grinding, and the moisture has to bo either found in the grain or applied arti ficially thereto. —Han Francisco Vracer. NUMBER It SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS. Fifty cubic feet of natural gas will weigh a pound. A mile down tho water has a pressure of a ton to the square inch. It has been proven that at a depth of 3500 feet waves arc not felt. There arc three distinct systems of electric lighting, viz.: Arc, alternating current incandescent and direct current incandescent. The electro-magnetic theory of light satisfactorily explains why the waves of light and heat have transverse rather than longitudinal vibrations. The water is colder at the bottom than at the surface. In many hays on the coast of Norway the water often freezes at the bottom before it does above. Tho lead linings and piping of the recently discovered Roman baths in Bath, England, were found to be in a worderfuily good state of preservation. Such great activity as there is at pres ent displayed in storage battery devel opment bids fair to hasten the use of electric traction in crowded city streets. European manufactories of electric lights are being visited for the purpose of finding a light, to be used by the pearl fishers when at work under water. The latest estimate of the coal supply of the world gives us fuel for the next 800 years, by which time sobvj genius will have invented a way lo make one nnmeoij *» Iupii Iwviluo (ar U ui’tik . It was found that the loss by evapor ation from a large tank for supplying the city of Nagpur with water was in the hottest season two anil a half times as grout ns tho quantity supplied for con sumption. Examinations in English schools go toward proving that color blindness is often declared to be present when really no organic defect but only poor training in tlic naming and distinction of colors is found to be the trouble. During tho firing of heavy guns re cently aboard English ironclads the concussion in enclosed portions of the vessel was so great that gun's crows abandoned their stations aud did not re turn until the tiring ceased. PsAnur, mo run non I i'row It nirillht, has written to a Virginia gentleman that he need not be alarmed about a dog bite if the dog was in good health. He adds: “You have nothing to fear if tho biting dog was living eight days after tho lntc.” The White system of elevated electric railroad provides for cars having hut two wheels, one at either end, the car being steadied horizontally by four guide wheels at each end, having a bearing against, side rails considerably above the level of the main rail. A building eighteen feet by twenty two feet and fourteen feet high, made of canvas and paper and built in sections for convenient transportation, has been made for the Harvard South American astronomical party, A galvanized iron cupola surmounts this structure. It 1 b now held that tuberculosis, com monly called consumption, is transmitted to human beings in the milk of tuber culous cows, and that scarlet fever may be carriod to tho human subject in the same way from cows that have a mild form of this disease, It has been demonstrated that in pip ing natural gas in pipes of one size about eight pounds per mile of the pres sure is lost, but by using (he telescope system, smaller pipes nt the well and gradually increasing the size toward the point of consumption, the loss of pres sure is reduced to three pounds per mile. A French inventor has perfected a new form of registering log, which records paper tho speed of a vessel. The log proper is suspended permanently along side the vessel at inid-Iength, and is con nected by a flexible tube with a regis tered apparatus placed in any part of the vessel that may be convenient. Curious If True. Mr. A. D. King, a well-known lawyer of Orillia, lost his life on tho Grand Trunk Railway a few days since. lie had been away on business, and on re turning got off the t ain while it was in motion. Inttcad of getting off at tho station side he took ihe wrong side of the train, and had hardly touched the ground when he slipped and loll so that his two legs were run over by tho Pull man car. He died in 23 hours. The accident took place at 2 o’clock in tho morning, and at daylight a brother of the dying man drove o few miles out from the station to tell his father of the sad business. To his surprise he found his father up and dressed awaiting him. “Where’s Daniel?” eagerly asked the old gentleman. “I saw him about 2 o'clock or a little after. He came to my window and rapped at it. I saw him three times and spoke to him!” The grief of the father on learning of the sad affair was very great. —Montreal ((7a.) Witness. PRINTED EVERY TUESDAY ~AT~ ZEBULON, GEORGIA, -BY - PARRY lee, A SPLENDID ADVERTISING AGENT. The Old Home. In the quiet ,'Umlow of twilight I stand by (ha £***» door, And gi:zo on the old, oN homo tend Mo cherished and loved oT yore. But tlio Ivy now is twining Untrained o’er window and wall; And no more the voice of the cli ldren Is echoing through tho hall. Through years of paiu and sorrow, Since first. I had to p rt, The thought of the dear old homestead lias lingered ar mud nay he irt; The porch embowered with rotes. The gables’ dropping eaves, Aud the sang of tits* birds at twilight Amid the orchard laaves. / And the forms of those wli j loved me lu the happy ohlhlhood years App-ar at the da.Ay windows, Through vlsi u dimmed with tears. I hear their voices calling From the shadowy far away, Audi stretch my arms toward them In the gloom of the twilight gray. But only tho night winds answer. As I cry thr ugh the di mol air; And only the bat comes swooping From the darkness of Us liar. Yet sti’l the voice of my ohiklh > d Is calling from far away, And the faces of those who loved me Smile through the shadows gray. Arthur L. Salmon. HUMOROUS. The National Game—Politics. The great Russian Him—The Czar. Committee on the whole—Well dig* gers. The elements are angry when tho waterspout. The muskrat m ay be considered a out a scent to his name. The man with the glass eye has the great consolation that he is putting on more style than his neighbor; he has a stained glass window to his soul. Smith (lo Robinson, cigar dealer)—-I see you have ehangod your store again. Burnt out? Robinson (whose last store was seized by Sheriff)—No; tired out. “My dear young lady,” said a gushing artist to her, “you are positively lovely? you like me to do you in oil?” “Sir,” exclaimed her father’s pride, in dignantly, “do you take me for a sar dine?” The Duke of Soggerrath— “ know, me (b ar young lady tempted to Carry home one of American gyrla myself?” Miss Crisp—“ You’d have to carry her, your grace.”— Judge. “No,” said Mrs Shoddie, “we have to pay our fare nowadays, as tho railroad companies will not give Charles passes on account of this nasty real estate com merce law,” aud then sho sighed and made faces at the railroad corporation. It. seems that tho Esquimaux name their children after the expressions they hear used by English sailors. If a Sun day school should ever be established among those blubber eaters, it would not seem at all sweet and edifying to hear the youngsters pipo up such names as “Go-to-Halifax.” Lengthen out the “Berth List” column! Hoist the advertising rates; Make the headlines biaek and s Jenin—■ Little Johnny’s got his skates. A Bishop’s Extensive Dominions. .Borne idea of the extent of territory of the Canadian dioceses may be gathered from tho fact that the Bishop of Mooso nee exercises jurisdiction over an area as large as Europe, extending all around the Hudson’s Bay territory and reaching up to the North Pole. Ten thousand people are under his care in this vast re gion and there is no resident minister of any other body of Christiana besides the Bishop and his seven clergy. The dis tances are enormous, and the shortest way to the northern part cf the diocese is to go lo England first and then go out, in the yearly ship which enters Hudson’s Buy. The Bishop has everything to do for himself, and is a good printer, boot maker, carpenter, brick layer, etc. has been a worker in that far-away local ity for nearly forty years .—Church Worker. Chain-Charities. There is a custom now in vogue of ob taining money for charitable purpose Jby starting an appeal and causing it to pass through many bands, demandi ig email Stuns as it goes. “I shan't do anything of the sort,” replied a indy who was asked to enter one of these 1 chain-ehaTi tcs. ’ •a don't like the system, and 1 donjt intend to be ideitified with it.” “Then we can’t count on you,” said a more zealous acquaintance. “No. 1 object decidedly to belong ing to the chai “gang- I prefer, instead, tlic opprobrium of being called the miss ing link.”— Youth's Companion,. Even Wilh Ihe World. Chronic Dead Beat—Congratulate me, old boy; at last I am even with tho world. Friend—How is that? Have you paid your debts? “Oh, no; but f owe money to just as many people as I don’t owe to."—j j York Tribune.