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llte DrifllttsuUU ftorkr 4 VOL. I. JOBS C. YAK SYCKEL & CO, Wholesale and Retail Dealers in CROCKERY, GLASSWARE, House Furnishing Goods Tin-Pip,te, Stoves, 1 Hardware, <fcc., &c. mWTTTiCrUMK* OF TINWARE. No. 116 Third Street, MACON, GA. HOW TO SAVE MONEY BIT TOE BOOBS FROM J. M. WOOD, Wrightsville, Ga. Jgf—He deals hi DHT GOODS and GRO- 1'KRIES, end will sell as low as the lowest, alicoes, Homespuns, all Drillings. Jeans, Boots md Shoes of kinds. Bacon, Flour, Coffee, Rice, etc., always on > tud. Also a nice selection of Millinery Goods, r ich as Ladies’ Hats, Ribbons and Flowers ol t'i tieoerifittoaa, atsn! vaiiow other - rtfing+ tbo i nuieioiu to mention. Call and see for yonr . ii. CARHART & CURD, nulxbs m Hardware, Iron & Steel, WOODENWARE, Carriage Material* Cotton Gins, Circular Saws, SCALES, it PAINTS, OILS, &c. Macon, Ga. E. J. DAVANT. j. 8. wood, jr DAY ANT & WOOD, XX4 Bay Street. Savannah. Georgia. Special attention given to sale ot COTTOI.RICE & HAYAL STORES AGENTS FOB DRAKES COTTON Cash advances made on consignments. SID. A. PUGHSLEY, Jr. AGENT AND SALESMAN, —WITH I. L. FALK & CO., CLOTHIERS, 425 and 427 Broome St., New York, Cor. Congieas and WUttate Street., SAVAJfHAH, GA. WRIGHTSVILLE, GA., SATURDAY, MARCH 5, 1881. DRUG STORE. J. W. BRINSON & CO., DRUGGISTS, Wrightsville, “ Georgia. Hft*e<rah od a complete *t©ek of Drngi aad abtf&oi artictea usually koptiaA First- Class Drug Store, Which they aie selling at prices to suit th« times, and are prepared to fill all orders ant prescriptions on the shortest possible notioe. Dn. J. W. BRINSON continues to praa tioe his profession in its various brances. Office at the Drug Store. W. B. MELL & CO., Wholesale and retail dealers in sinus, sinus, sins, Rubber and .Leather BELTING AND PACKING, French and American Calf Skins, Sole, Han ness, Bridle and Patent heather, WHIPS akd SADD1,ERY WARE, TRUNKS, VALISES, Market Square, Savannah, Ga Orders by mail promptly attended to. A. M. MATHIS, Tennille, Ga., Horse-Shoeing a Specialty. All work intrusted ,to my care will receive prompt satisfaction attenften. Charges reasonable and guaranteed in every instance. SMITH’S HOTEL, W. J. M. SMITH, Agent. Wrightsville, Georgia, Having lately undergone thorough repairs, this Hotel ts prepared to accommodate the public with the finest the market affords. The highest market prices paid for country produco. Miss Anna R, McWhorter, Wrightsville, Ga., Keeps on band a niee selection of lliify and Fancy Goods SUCH AS LADIES’ HATS, RIBBONS, FLOWERS and TRIMMINGS. In endless variety; also a nloe assortment ol latest patterns, etc., all for sale as cheap ni the cheapest. I am also prepared to out, fli and make dresses at short notioe. Call on m« before purchasing elsewhere. Z. SMITH, Six miles from Tennille, on WrlghtsviUe Road Is now prepared to make and repair Wagons, Carts, Plows, Eto. I keep constantly on hand a large stook ol Plows and Chairs, which I am selling at reasonable rates. J. T. & B. J. DENT, Eight miles west of Wrightsville, Ga. Keep constantly on h nd a fine assortment ol Pure Liquors, Brandies, Wines, Ales, Lager, Etc., eto.; also Tobacco, Cigars, Candies, Pickles, Oysters, Sardines, family and a lull line ol GROCERIES 1 All of which wo will sell at inside figures Give us a trial. Respectfully, J. T. & B. J. DENT. braddy & son Wrightsville, Ga BLACKSMITH SHOP. A specialty oi Plantation Work. Wagons, I BnKeie8) etc > made and re P alred - i Plows and Plow-Stocks of all kinds, and | every kind of Wood and fron Work done by ’ A. J. BRADDY & SON, WrighlsvflJe, Ga. John A. Shivers & Son, Tennille, Ga., Are now prepared to bnfld, repair and overhaul Cama^S, BligPS,WapS, &C. JgJ— We also make a specialty ol One Horse Wagon*. The Erring. Think gently of the erring! Ye know not of the power With whioh the dark temptation came, In some unguarded hour. Ye may not know how earnestly They struggled, or how well, U ntil the hour ol weakness came, And sadly thus they tell. Ileal gently with the erring! Oh, do not thou forget, However darkly stained by sin, Hois thy brother yet. Heir of the sell-same heritage! Child of the self-same God. He hath but stumbled in the path, Thou hast in weakness trod. Speak gently to the erring! For is it not enongh lhat innocence and peace have gone Without thy ceusure rough? It sure must be a weary lot That sin-crushed heart to bear, And they who share a happier fate Their eludings weil may spare.. 8peak kindly to the erring! Thou yet may’st win them back, With holy words and tones ot love, From misery’s thorny track. Forget not thou hast often sinned, And sinlnl yet must be— Ileal gently with the erring one, As God hast dealt with thee! Julia A. Fletcher. DELL’S SLEIGH-RIDE, “ Dell, Dell, get ready—quick! Come fc*t a ride; the roads are splendid. Why. pet, what’s the matter?” Hob Chudliegh’s boyish, boisterous voice dropped suddenly to a tone of ten¬ der inquiry, as he noted the little, while face his cousin turned toward him. She had been standing in the shadow of the brocaded curtains, looking out on the snow-covered pavements with dim, unseeing eyes. “ Nothing’s the matter, Bob. Only I —i believe I was getting homesick!” with a little, hysterical laugh. “Homesick!” cried Bob’s big voice like a miniature tornado— “ homesick ! Now, Dell, I didn’t think that of you!. You’re getting lonely in the gay city for the quiet country. Almost paradoxical, isn’t it? You want a bracing up, little woman; and,” emphatically, “you’re going to have it! Just see that road, Del!—hard and smooth as glass. Just see those chestnuts—pawing and im¬ patient! Just see that sleigh—full of warmest, lurriest rugs! And last, but by no means least, just see me, Dell, and can you resist P” Hard indeed would resistance be, hearing that cheery voice, looking into that happy young face. “Thank you, Bob!” she said, prompt¬ ly. “I’ll go!” And she was out ci the room like a flash. Once alone Bob’s sunny smile, in itself an antidote for dyspepsia, faded. “Poor little Dell! It isn’t all home, sickness, I’m afraid. She’s never been quite the same jolly girl sin6e I took Dick Fairlie down there last winter— worse luck! Just the kind of a fellow to win a girl’s admiration. I knew that, but I didn’t know that he was the sort of chap to ruthlessly break a girl’s heart. Homesickness! Pshaw! such a wild little colt as she used [to be getting that babyish disease! No, it’s fifty times worse; it’s love-sickness! And if ever I meet my old-time chum, by Jove, I’ll-” “Coming, Bob?” “Bless me, if you’re not ready, Didn’t think a girl ever dressed in less than an hour and a half. Here you are, Dell. Jump in!” And Dell, all wine-colored velvet and gold-brown sealskin, accepted her cousin’s brusque invitation, and jumped in. She leaned back contentedly among tbe soft, white rugs, as Bob Chudliegh took the reins and turned the heads out of Ashland avenue. Chicago was at its best and brightest, this cold, clear day of early winter. “Shall we go down to the boulevard Dell?” ‘No, I’m tired ol it; drive west,” she answered, wearily. But we ix miss . the fast horses, the piei ty faces, ail the glow and glitter that mark a good ‘sleighing day day’ around Wabash avenue,” he said, persuasively. “What difference! Do drive west!’ And of course she had her way, Cosily restful she leaned back, a dreamy look in her velvety-brown eyes, and let her thoughts stray backward back to the man who had eome down to her cozy country home with Cousin Bob, less than a year ago; of the long, pleasant days together; of the love he had pleaded lor and won; of that time in early February when the snow was lying everywhere, soft and white; when the trees were swaying their great brown branches in the frosty air; when the snow-birds we. e whirling round and round like a shower of brown leaves; of that time when he had taken her in his strong arms and said, “Good-bye!” “Only four months, my darling,” he had said-“only four short months; then T shall come back to claim my little love! So keep your roses bright to greet me!" Well, ’twaa only the old story! He had gone away; he had not eome bask. Letters breathing love and loyalty had come until the end of May; then they ceased abruptly. She bad waited as only a woman can wait—patiently, trustfully—though the bright, girlish face grew sadly white and worn. The loving hearts at home chilled with a strange terror as the warm July days glowed into August, and their once joyous, care-free little girl became more listless and fragile day by day. So in early September they sent her to town. “ City life will brighten her up,” they said; “ and Aunt Ellen will be sure to love her! ” And Auut Ellen had loved her well, and had been lavish in gifts of dress and jewels, while Bob was the most devoted of cousins. Now the crisp, fresh breeze blew a pale rose color to the pretty oval cheeks. “ Go weil, don’t they, Deli?” “ Splendidly!” “ And having acquiesced in Bob’s ap¬ probation of his equines’ speed, she be¬ came thoughtful once more. “ Tired, DellP Shall I turn?’’ “ No, pleasa—■ don’t. I like it ever so much!” “ So do I, Dell,” very decidedly. They dropped into a merry chatter of their schooldays, when theiij greatest trial was a French compoBitun or an example in algebra. Dell’s luce grew rosily bright; her eyes were shining. On they went past Western avenue Bob, speaking emphatically, turned half-round in his earnestness, and; the reins slipped from his gra“p. He started round to recover them; then, half-leaped forward, with a qhick, wil<1 cry - For right before the swiftly-flying chestnuts, lay the railway truck, along which an express train was thundering. “For heaven’s sake, Dell, sit still!’’ Bob grasped the reins, clutching them with all his fresh, young, sinewy strength. For just a moment he held the frightened horses in eheck, with a desperate, maddened straining ol every muscle. The train passed 1 But, with a snort, the beasts now ut terly unmanageable in their terror, plunged, wrenched the ribbons from his hand and rushed forward. On, on, over t.he rought wide railway track—rocking, swinging, swaying, the sleigh behind them, as though it had been made ol paper. The flagman made a futile attempt to check them. They were too far west to be followed by any street gamins. On. on along the white deserted road. Out near the city limits, with a quick jerk the sleigh capsized, flinging its occu¬ pants out upon the snowy ground. And the horses trembling, snorting, quiver - ing, stood still. Dell lifted herself up very slowly, very cautiously, as if to make sure no bones were broken. Then, as she saw Bob disconsolately picking himself out of a ditch, a curi¬ ous, comical smile crept round her areh, red lipa, completely banishing the last trace of terror. “ Go splendidly—don’t they, Bob?” She broke into a merry laugh, as she said it, leaping lightly to her feet, with a shake of her sealskins. Bob looked at her with an e press ion of injured innocence. Don’t laugh at a fellow—don’t! By Jove,I am hurt, though!” He caught his right arm, with a con tortion of pain Dell hurried over to him—her laugh ter silenced, her eyes full of self reproach, “Poor Bob! and I was laughing. Wait! There is a house over there. Lean on me and we’ll go over. Can you -walk!” “Of course, little goose. I’ve only hurt my arm a trifle. We may find some one there to mind those blessed horses.” In the cozy, rambling farmhouse kitchen, they found a woman and her son. She made them welcome, with true Western cordiality. With motherly kindness she exam¬ ined and bandaged up Bob’s arm. “ It’s only a bruise, sir; but you’ve had a great shook. Why, the young lady ain’t hurt a bit, and you’re trem¬ blin’ like a leaf! Go and lie down awhile in the next room, while my boy mends the sleigh—do, sirl" “ You won’t be lone'y, Dell?” “Of course not, you foolish boy!” Her hostess vanished to a house, and Dell stood all alone in window of the clean, boarded kitchen, and looked out at the witer’s dusk. It was getting fate. She wished Bob would wake up. She looked at her watch. Just five; but it is pretty dark at five in early winter. Half-past five. She turned from the window and saw that the great wooden rocker before the fire was occupied. “ How did Bob come in without my hearing him?” she thought. “Poor, dear fellow! he is flitting « dejectedly as though be had smoked his last cigar. Wait!” She stole lightly across the room on tiptoe and clasped two soft, little hands So the , . eyes of . the _ man who , sat “ Guess who it i»l” The man leaped from the chair a3 if shot. He wheeled round suddenly, with arms outstretched and eyes that, even in the uncertain firelight, you could see w»re filled with glad surprise. Sue drew baak coldly, as he would have touched her, her face growing ter¬ ribly, ghastly white. No; he whose eyes she had clasped so laughingly was not Bob, but a man older, taller—a man whose once stal¬ wart form was gaunt ifnd Wasted. “Dell—Deli, darling, what is it? Am I so changed? Why don’t you speak to me?” liis voice quivered pleadingly through the tireiitroom. btiil she only looked at him with that stony face, those dilated, burning eyes. “Dell, what is the meaning of this? Where is my welcome? Why don’t you say—something?” " And you dare speak so to me?” “Dare! That is a strange word io me.” “You apparently consider yourself privileged to insult me, as 1 am alone Mr. Fairlie, but— ’ “ He shali answer to me?” Bob Chudliegh, speaking with re¬ pressed passion, sprang forward from the doorway and struck aside the band his old-time friend had involuntarily offered him. Dick Fairlie’* white face flushed hotly. “Bob, will you tell me the meaning of this?” he said, sadly. “ The meaning is this. You won my cousin’s love, and when the time came to claim your prize, without word or sign, you left the country. ‘Sailed for Europe,’ your only record. Was that the conduct of a gentleman? To-night you stand here insulting the woman you have so basely—” “ Hoid! ’ Dick Fairlie drew himself up with a haughty gesture. “ You have told your story. Lot me tell mine!” His voice was very hoarse and stern. Dell trembling in theshadow, listened. “ One week before the time appointed for our wedding, I received a cable¬ gram, which necessitated my departure. I wiote immediately to Dell, telling her ol my uncle’s dangerous illness; the consequent postponment of our mar¬ riage; my enforced absence. I told her I might be a vay a few weeks or a few months. During July, being in con¬ stant attendance, I could not write—” “ But that letter, written previous to your departure,” Bob interposed, “That was never received!” “ Never received?” “No,” Dell murmured, sobbingly. “That is strange !” he said, thought¬ fully. “However, let me tell you the rest. “ In August, as I was about to set sail, anticipating the pleasant surprise I should give one faithful heart. I was Stricken down by a long, miserable fever. Before l was sufficiently recov¬ ered to travel J came on to New York, where a re lapse Mf v-to “.to Lnoken-down man you see to-night. Two weeks ago T went down to Kingston, trusting to find the brave, loving little girl I had left, picturing her glad surprise. They told me she had gone to the city. I was on my way there to-night, but was obliged to lie over here for a short rest. Now, Bob, old friend, are you convinced of your chum’s honor P” “Dick, Dick ! Can you evtr forgive me ?” Deli had come forward, the great tears rolling down her pretty, flushed cheeks, her hands tremblingly out¬ stretched. And for answer he gathered her close in his hungry, empty arm». “ Dick !” she cried, passionately! be¬ tween her sobs— “ Dick, darling, how could I ever have doubted you?” “Bob! Say, Bob, won’t you shako now?” The hands of the old friends met in a firm, close clasp. “ I’ll do you a favor, Dick, and make myself scarce,” cried Bob’s hearty voice. “ I’m one too many. Hello! here’s our hostess. The sieigh’s ready, and we’ll have a starlight ride.” One day, when the snow was lying softly white over spire and street, Mrs. Dick Fairlie danced into her husband with sparkling eyes. “ I’ve been going through your trunk. NO. 42. and see what I found in an old pocket book. How well you post your lettera. you dear, thoughtless darling!” And she held up in her pretty pink lingers a letter, dated June 4 — the missing link. Ol course he was terribly remorseful, and of course she forgave him with a kiss. Saved From an Avalanche, Two men naGlijii ^ ave und Sterrock have had a narrow escape in the moun¬ tains of Colorado from a snowslide. While they were on their way, on snow shoes, from the Holy Cross mountain to Re d Cliff, they were struck by asnow slide under the following circumstances: They were descending the precipitous slope of French mountain, which is about 800 feet high, and when about 300 feotirom the top of the c iff, which pro¬ jects out from the summit of the moun¬ tain, they heard the strange, fearful, indescribable sound which foretells the coming of the avalanche. They were a short distance apart when they heard the sound, and without stopping to look up or waste a moment in conjecture Lafave shouted to Sterrock to grasp a bush protruding thro, gh the snow, at the same moment clutching with strong grip a sapling by which he was standing. No man has ever yet deseribed an avalanche of snow. No imagination ims ever conceived one. It is a monstrous, ghastly, terrible thing; literally death riding on a pale horse sweeping all before it with blind, swift rage. When these two men, standing on five feet of snow and shuddering with the awful fear which the bravest feel in the presence of impending death, grasped the slender bushes on whioh they relied to save them, they felt that they were in the grasp of a power against which humau strength and cun¬ ning availed but little, and they closed their eyes and bowed their heads to await the shock In an instant, like a boit of lightning, the avalanche was upon them and rolled in great white waves over and around them. They clung to the tough saplings, with desperate strength, completely submerged in the snow, blinded and choking but knowing that their lives depended upon the strength ol their grip. Their bodies were swayed down the mountain and cruelly wrenched by the savage power of the avalanche, but they held to their anchorage and in a few seconds the great white wave passed below them and left them stunned and dazed, still holding to the bushes. The snow swept on down the mountain like a tidal wave, and when it reached the bottom, piled up layer upon layer, until there was a huge mass of it laying there fifty feet in thickness. When the two men were sufficiently recovered they proceeded to Red Cliff, Since the discovery of mineral in that section the timber along the mountain Bides has been nearly all cut down. The snow falls deeper on this range than in any other part of the Rocky mountains, and the least jar at the bottom will start all the snow to moving gradually. At first it starts gently, the whole mass slowly gaining strength and speed until it finally comes down like a thunder boit, with the roar of a thousand pieces 0 f artillery. Trees and houses are licked up and snapped away as though so much paper. Immense boulders are taken up in its course, and nothing but desolation and ruin remains behind. There are many causes for snow-slides. If a heavy snow-fall is followed by a thaw and then a sudden cold snap, the next snowfall will be very restless on this smooth surface. Again, if a party should undertake to wad ; along through the snow on a steep mountain side, they leave a fur* row behind them which the immense pressure of the snow is bound to close up. The magnitude of the slide de¬ pends upon the momentum the mass may acquire before closing up this gap. Hence it is that men who know the ca¬ pricious nature of snow in our moun¬ tain ranges are very cautious in moving around. The explosion of a heavy charge of gunpowder, hundreds of feet beneath the surface, has been known to have started the snow moving over¬ Ammonia for Headache. There is nothing that will relieve the headache so efficaciously as very warm water, with a few droos of spirits of ammonia mixed with it. Have the water as bo, as the hand can bear, and bathe the bead freely with the solution; it acts like a charm. The same remedy is good for bruises or Hows on the head or any part of the body; it takes out the soreness and removes the black and blue spots quickly. I know of noth¬ ing that is so efficacious, and it is very simple and quiet to apply. The bumps that are always happening to children can be cured in a few minutes by a thor¬ ough application of ammonia and hot water, and just as soon as the pain is gone they are ready to run and try it over again.