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VOL. I.
JOHH a 7AH SYCKEL & CO.,
Wliolesalo and Retail Dralers in
CROCKERY,
GLASSWARE,
House Furnishing
Tin-3?late,
Stoves,
■-Av
Hardware,
&C., «fcc.
m ANUVAtmnutRs aw
TINWARE.
No. 116 Third Street
MACON. GA.
CARHART & CURD,
DEALERS lit
Hardware, Iron & Steel
WOODENWARE,
Carriage Material,
Cotton Gins,
Circular Saws *
SCALES,
i
PAINTS, OILS, &c.
.Maoon. Gn
K, .! OAVANT. J. 8. WOOD, JU
DAY ANT & WOOD,
114 lay Street.
Savannah, Cjreorgia. .
Special attention given to aale of
COTTOD, RICE & NAVAL STORES
A3XNTS WOB
DRAKE'S COTTON TIES.
Cush advances mode »» oon*Urnmentn.
SID. A. PUGHSLEY, Jr.
AGENT AND SALESMAN,
-WITH
I. L. FALK & CO M
CLOTHIERS,
425 and 427 Broome St., New York,
Cor. Congress and Whittaker Streets,
MjA.VAiVIVA.flr, GA.
A. J. BRADDY & bON
WmGnTsviu.E, Ga.
BLACKSMITH SHOP.
A specialty of Plantation Work. Wagons,
BUSS “*’ e ‘ C ’ Um< ’ e 8nii repaired -
Plow* and Plow-Stocks of all kinds, and
every kind of Wood and Iron Work (lone by
A. J. BRADDY & SON,
Wrighisville, Ga.
SMITH’S HOTEL,
W. J. M. SMITH, Agent.
Wrightsville, Georgia,
Having lately undergone thorough repairs,
this Hole! is prepared to accommodate tht
highest piiulic with market tire prices finest paid the market for a fiords. Tin
country produce
John A. Shivers & Son »
Tenniujb, Ga.,
Are now prepared overhaul to build, repair and
Carriages, Buggies,Waeous, k.
&QT” We also make a speeialty ot Ono
Hone Wagons.
WBIGHTSVILLE, GA., SATURDAY, APRIL 23, 1881.
DRUG STORE
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J. W. BRINSON & CO.
BRBS6ISTS,
Wrightsville, Georgia,
Have on hand a complete slock of Drug*
and all other articles usually kept in a
First'Class
Drug Store,
Which they u. e selling at prices to suit the
times, and are prepared to fill all orders anc
prescriptions on the shortest possible notice.
Da. J. W. BRINSON continues to prnc
tico hia profession in its various brances.
Office at tho Drug Store.
W. B. MELL & CO.,
Wholesale and retail dealers in
SADDLES, BRIDLES, HARNESS I
Rubber and .Leather
SEATING AND PACKING,
French and American Cali Skins, Sole, Hot
ness, Bridle and Patent Leather,
WHIPS and SADDLERY WARE,
TRUNKS, VALISES,
Market Square, Savannah, Ga
Orders by mail promptly attended to.
A. M. ftftATHIS,
Tenxille, Ga.,
Horse-Shoeing a Specialty,
All work intrusted to my care will receive
prompt attention. Charges reasonable ami
bu tUtucti on guara nteed in e very instance.
Miss Anna R. McWhorter,
Wkightsville, Ga.,
Keeps on hand a nice selection of
Millinery and Fancy Goods
SUCH AS
LADIES’ HATS, RIBBONS,
FLOWERS and TRIMMINGS.
fn endless variety; also a nice assortment o)
laiest patterns, etc., all (or sale as cheap m
the cheapest. I am also prepared t» out, til
and make dresses at. short notice. Cal! on me
heloro purchasing elsewhere._
3. T. & B. J. DENT,
Eight miles west o ( Wrigbtsvillo, Ga.
Keep constantly on h ad a flue assortment
ot Porn
Liquors, Brandies, Wines, Ales, Laner.
Etc., etc. j also Tobacco, Cigars, Candies,
Pickles, Oysters, Sardines, and a
lull line of iamily
GROCERIES!
All of which we will seil at inside figures
Givens a trial. Respectfully,
J. T. & B. J. DENT.
Remarkable Instruments of Death.
Dr. J. H. McLean, a patent-medicine
manufacturer of St. Louis, who lias
pended about §200,000 for models of
implements of war which he claims are
so destructive that tlieir practical use in
one campaign would force the world
into a state of perpetual peace, gave a
public exhibition of his inventions at
tlie navy-yard in Washington. About
two hundred persons were present, in
eluding the Chinese minister and suite,
General Benet, chief of ordnance; Com
mander McCormick, of the bureau of
navy ordnance, and many army and
navy officers. There were fourteen im
plements on exhibition, but only four of
Hem were tried, and of these onlv one
worked perfectly. The “ General
„ small, „ breech-loading , , , steel . ,
man, a
cannon, which was expected to fire
twenty-six shots per minutes, fired
twenty shots in a minute and a half.
The « Vixen,” built of bronze, fired a
one-incli ball once in seven seconds. The
“Annihilator,” which was intended to fire
two charges in a second, fired oue in a
little less than two seconds. The “ Lady
McLean,” which has thirty-six barrels
with an estimated capacity of nearly
13,000 shots per minute, with a range of
three miles, was worked to the speed of
seventy-two shots per second. The other
guns were not in order for trial. Among
other inventions that Dr. McLean ex¬
hibited is a magnetic torpedo propelled
by clockwork aud guided to iron ships
to be destroyed by a loadstone. The
gnus were pronounced fairly successful
by the officers, but the claim that they
would bring on a millennium was by no
means admitted.
Eye, Ear and Tongue.
cutises six hcn\dhed yeabs oi.i>.
Guard, my child, thy tfliiguo,
That it speak no wrong,
Let no evil word pass o'er it;
Set the watch of truth before it,
That it do no wrong,
Guard, my child, thy tongue.
Guard, my child, thine eyes;
Trying is not wise;
Lot them look on what is right;
From all evil turn their sight;
Trying is not wise.
Guard, my child, thine eyes.
Guard, my .child, thine ear ;
Wicked words will sear;
Let no evil words come in
That may cause the soul to sin:
Wicked words will sear,
Guard, my child, tliino ear.
Ear, and eye, and tongue,
Guard while thou art young;
For, alas! these busy three
Can unruly members he.
Guard, while thou art young.
Ear, and eye, and tongue.
MY HERO.
I had but one hero in my childhood,
and that was a brother whom I had
never seen.
When I was born my mother died,
and Douglas, then a lad of seventeen,
was sent to the naval academy at
Annapolis. He went into the navy a few
years later as midshipman, and was sent
ou a four years’ cruise.
Jenny, my sister, and I received boxes
from him from China, Australia, India,
with strange, costly toys, and joking,
affectionate letters, which we prized
more than the gifts.
We talked incessantly at school of
“ my brother, the captain,” and believed
that the adventures of Sinbad were tame
beside those which wo imagined for
him. Ho was, in short, the one, heroic
and brilliant, though unseen figure in
our commonplace lives, Upon which
vve hung all the romance and fancy
which came to us from other sources.
My father died when I was a boy of
ten. Captain Douglas came home in
time to see him before lie died. I re
member being led with Jenny to father’s
bedside, where a tall, bearded man
stood, who put his arms about ns, and
with a broken voice, said:
“Before God, father, I promise yon
that they shall he my care ! ”
He was compelled to join his ship as
soon as the funeral was over. The next
week Jenny and I were removed to the
town of Clinton, where we were placed
at different boarding-schools.
For nine years this invisible brother
was our guardian angel. Nothing that
money could supply was wanting to us.
His letters, always full of a sailor’s rol¬
licking fun, were also tender as a wo
unn’s ‘ ."
There was strange , sensitiveness, ... too, ,
a ’
m Ins .. allection ... .. that might , have lie
longed ... to mother.
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Whatever . schools , , we were m die , always ,
^
insisted that should , ... be tree , to ,
we pass
one day in the week together; and on
that day we usually compared his letters
or messages, and brought, [him before
each other in yet more heroic colors.
There was a certain mystery about
him, too, which added to our romantic
affection. Why did lie never come to
seeus? Surely in nine years he could
have had a furlough.
We begged him in our letters to come,
or at least to send us his photograph;
but instead came only playful excuses.
“ All very handsome men are modest,”
I said to Jenny, with the authority of a
college senior, “and my recollection of
brother Douglas is that of a man of a
superb presence and the highest type of
manly beauty.”
At last the day came when I was to
graduate, and Jenny to leave her school
in the same town. It was impossible for
Douglas longer to remain wholly sepa
rated from us. Wc both wrote to him.
“ Surely,” I said, “ you will no longer
refuse to come to us. You have been,
father, brother—all to us. Let me show
you to my friends.”
I tried to tell him how noble ho
seemed to me; how I made him tlie
model of my own life. “Gome to us,” I
urged. “Help me to be a man
yourself.”
Jenny inclosed a note, which I read
and had half a mind not to send, so
simple and girlish did it seem to me.
“ Dear brother,” she said, “ we have
a right to be with you. God has given
us to each other. Yon are alone, and 4 !
feel that you need the love we have for
you. Let us, at least, make a home for
you; you have done everything for us.”
As if Douglass could need poor little
Jenny and me ! I thought of the wisest
nd best men, the most beautiful women
n the country; as only a court iu which
lie moved like a princo.
The answer came almost immediately.
| Douglas could not be very distant. It
, was, oddly enough, addressed to Jenny,
i He spoke, to her as if sho were a woman.
" ^ otl . are right, little sister, ” so the
tetter 'Am, “I need more than you know
home and the love which you say you
have, given me. I had fully resolved
nev*> r to show myself to you; but your
Words have moved me strangely. It is
as if God spoke to me through them. I
will come to you to-morrow.”
I I was wild with triumph. I was full
tte.i of boyish conceit, and the desire
to appear well in the eyes of the world.
The commencement day was a mo
mentous epoch in my life. All of my
college companions and lady friends
would be there.
I had spoken to them all of my
brother. Had described his excellences,
and his nobleness of character. When I
told them he was coming they all de
sired an introduction.
“ I expect him,” I said to my most in
friend, “in the noon train. I
suppose the president and faculty w ill
drag him oft' to the platform as soon as
he arrives.”
How happy and proud 1 was ! Jenny’s
cheeks, too, were flushed and her eves
shone with a brilliant light, but she was
very quiet. The noon train came, how¬
ever, and he was not there. The college
hall was crowded in the afternoon, even
the campus was dotted with gay groups
to hear the addresses of the graduating
class. But still no Captain Douglas.
My heart beat high with anxiety. I
glanced along the row of dignitaries.
How they would shrink into insignifi¬
cance before my brother’s splendid fig¬
ure in his uniform, He was every inch
a man.
My turn came. L was the last speaker.
I was well known to the most of the au¬
dience, as I had been a long time in tho
college. The applause, as I began and
ended, was vehement, but I scarcely
heard it. A train had ’ arrived just be
fore*I had mounted the rostrum. Surely
lie was in it ! Surely be would claim me
now before them all !
I stepped down when I had finished,
and took my place in the class to re
ceive my diploma,
It was given. There was a short
prayer, and all was over. Carrying the
roll of parchment in my hand proudly
as if it had been a marshal’s baton, I
went out, with Jenny clinging to my
ami, to the campus, crowded with my
friends.
Leaning against the fence was a bloat,
ed, blear-eyed man, whose worn clothes
showed that he had walked a long way.
Two of the professors were talking to¬
gether behind the pillar by which I
stood.
, “ v Yes, that , is . he, , „ said .. one. “Gone
quite to the dogs. Rum! rum! But
. lie , lias redeeming trait.. For
one nine
. lie has . sent, . , his . to . support .... this
vein's pav
boy and . girl, . , and . has , lived himself ..
” on
a mere pittance ot , his . pav.
1 1 *
“ Bllt ,, tll °y never saw ,um ' Wi,at 111
<!noe < ‘ him to orifice himself m that
" av i '
“They were all lie had. The only
drops of his blood in the world ran in
tlicir veins. The poor wretch has never
had anybody to care for him, and per
haps he thought these children might
have some real affection for him, ruined
as lie is by his appetite for drink.
I stood stunned and dumb—I—I!—It
was—it was my brother, my hero, that
they meant!
At that moment the man came i'or
ward, trembling. He had not drank
that day, and was unsteady from excite¬
ment and the want of liquor. “Robert!”
He held out his hands appealingly. “ I
am your brother Douglas !”
I made no answer.
I glanced around in deadly terror lest
some one should hear him. They had
all heard. i ;
Then I looked him full in the eyes,
“ This man is mad !” I said, deliber
atcly. “ You are nothing to me—notii
ing ! I can own no relationship with
such as you!”
He staggered back as if he had been
shot.
“Great God!” ho muttered. “I did
not expect this! But—I—liavc-de
served it!”
There was a sudden rush and a sobbing
cry, and Jenny had both her arms 1
around Douglas his !” she neck. cried. “Douglas! “ I have Brother at j j
you
last!” Then she drew back, with one
arm about him, and turning to a party
oj her friends who stood near, said,
with a calm dignity;
“ This is brother Douglas. I owe
everything I am and have in the world
to him. And I have never seen him be
fore. You will excuse me if I go with
him now.”
She clung to his arm and led him
away.
“Let me go !” he said, struggling to
withdraw from her. “ Let me go back
ancl die in the gutter. It’s the only
place for me!” ,
“I will never lot you go!” cried Jen¬
ny, passionately.
“Look at those people, how they
stare at you, walking with the drunken
beggar!”
“These people,” said Jenny, steadily,
keeping her hold of (him, “ know but
your one fault. I know- vim for the lio-
generous, brave you are, broth¬
er. Let us go away from here. I love
you. We will make a home for each
other.”
She led him, weak as a child, to his
hotel. And in spite of my reinon*
strances, she left town with him next
day. 1 could not overcome the feeling
of disappointment and of outraged pride.
It was worse than foolish—it was wicked.
Nevertheless, I left them, secured a posi¬
tion as clerk, and worked my own way.
I acted, in short, like an ungrateful
coward.
When I found Jenny persisted in re¬
maining with him, 1 ceased to write to
her. The work she began that day, she
never gave up. She did make a home
for him, the first lie had ever known;
made it cheerful and happy.
She dealt with his failing as a disease;
watched over him night and day; when
the struggles with his temper grew too
luinl for him, gave him medicine; prayed
for him, clung to him, never lost pa¬
tience or hope, and showed him that she
had not lost them.
Mv motive in telling this story is to
show that, the drunkard may sometimes
be cured by unfailing love and practical
common sense.
She did cure him. He lived for many
.years, and died in her arms at last. Sho
had. it is true, good material to work
upon. But there is almost always good
material in the drunkard. His ailment
is a physical as well as moral disease,
and should be combated by physical as
well »h moral means.
.
When I attained full manhood 1
recognized the meanness and cruelty of
my position toward them. I went to
my brother and humbly begged his par¬
don. He forgave me, but I have never
forgiven myself. The remembrance of
this one chance which I lost to show
myself a man humbles me with regret
and mortification.— Youth’s Companion.
Consumption.
Consumption, says a medical journal
generally begins with a slight, dry
cough in the morning, then, on going
to bed, getting more and more frequent,
with more and more phlegm, increas¬
ing debility, thinness of flesh, shortness
of breath and quickening pulse. In
fatal cases its average course is about
two years; hence the importance of at'
resting the disease at as early a stage as
possible, and the sooner rational means
are employed for this purpose the
greater the chances of success.
Tlie disease is owing to an irritation
commencing in the throat and extend¬
ing to the lungs, so that their action is
interfered with, and the blood does not I
receive sufficient oxygen to purify it. !
The first thing to be done is to remove
Die obstruction which is the irritation
or congestion of the lungs. Four ounces
of glycerine, two ounces of alcohol, two
ounces of water and one grain of mor¬
phine make an excellent mixture for re¬
lieving the cough. It should be taken
iu doses of two teaspoonfuls every two
hours until the cough is relieved. The
chest just below the neck should be
rubbed with tartar-emetic ointment
every morning over a space as large as
the hand, until a thick crop of sores is
brought out; then rub the ointment be
tween the sores to bring out a new crop.
Meantime the patient should take reg
ular and vigorous exercise in the open
air. There is nothing that equals
horseback riding as a remedy for this
disease. If a consumptive were to “live
in the saddle” and sleep out of doors, j j
taking care to keep the feet dry and
warm, and to live upon good, nourishing
food, in short to “ rough it,” he would
recover his health in a few months, even
** th° disease had made considerable
progress. The trouble is that it requires
a strong will to carry out so severe a
course, in spite of the languor and
debility which disposes an invalid to
quiet despondency. The most marked
sign of lung disease is emaciation, and
the most positive indication of return¬
ing health is increase in weight.
The hair oi a St. Louis merchant, who
took a vow not to cut it until ho had ac¬
cumulated §5,000, already hangs below
his coat collar.
m. 49.
Morpheus.
Oh, spirit of tho drowsy god, come soon,
And sink my being into no-man’s-land;
Breathe over me the balmy breath of June,
And let my dreams by fairy hands bo
planned.
Fur, far from me the world’s vague phantoms
lie!
I seem to drift in an ethereal boat,
Which lightly swims between the earth and sky,
And as through ether aimlessly I float,
I reign o’er all, am most triumphant king,
For all tho peace this world can show is mine!
My joy is full; I want not anything,
And all around me perfect glories shine.
Tius wts'kl ettu show no joy more deep
ilia n that which comes to bless the just man’s
sleep.
PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS.
A fiery steed—The horse radish.
Hang the thermometer. What else
is it good for ?
The only kind of cake children don’t
cry after—A cake of soap.
A household with a baby is founded
upon a rock .—New Haven Register.
The thermometer is one of the few
things that can fall without hurting
itself.
The man bound to be hauged is trav¬
eling out of tho world at a break-neck
pace.— Picayune.
An inquiring friend asks; “When
you fall upon the sidewalk, where is the
best place to strike ?” There isn’t any.
An Eastern paper announces that Jay
Gould has purchased three dozen of
eggs. There he goes again.— Milwau¬
kee Sun.
A liveryman thinks tho great want oi
the day is young men with three arms.
He vaguely says it would lessen the
number of driving accidents.
Teacher—“Has fire auy gender?'
Pupil—“Yes, feminine.” Teacher—
“ What makes yon think so ?” Pupil —
“Because I board mamma tell papa not
to ling the fire.”
There is a hog in Ohio which is fitty
years old. This must be ancient,
Greece.— Fuck. There is a bottle of
spirits in Kentucky that is 171 years
old. This must be ancient Rum.—
American Queen. .........
“ When is a man not a man?” asked
Jones. Of course lie expected every¬
body io give it up, and then he was
going to say, “ When he is a shaving.”
Rut they didn’t give it up ; not a bit r “
it. One said it was when lie was fool
enough to deal in conundrums; another
answered that it was when he worked
over jokes a thousand years old, and a
third told , Tones to look in the glass and
see for himself. Jones said he didn’t
see what in time they were driving at,
but somehow lie had lost all interest iu
his conundrum and hadn’t the heart to
tell them the true answer .—Boston
Transcript.
Aii Indian Repartee.
Some Indians serving under the Brit¬
ish during the American war of inde¬
pendence were invited to a conference
with the general commanding and after¬
ward asked to partake of refreshments.
Among many other, to them, curious
tilings upon the table was a cruet stand,
and the color of the mustard in one of
the bottles drew tlie attention of the
chief, Mew-hu-siie-kaw (White Cloud),
to it. Anxious to enjoy the luxury he
took a large spoonful of the contents and
swallowed it—with what effoct may easily
be imagined. Though suffering, tii
chief still kept up that appearance of
stoical indifference so necessary to tlie
braves of liis nation; though with allliis
resolution lie could not prevent tears
coming into his eyes. Noticing these,
the great leader, Se-mon-ty-yah (Blister
Feet), spoke, saying; “What causes my
brother to shed tears?” “Alas!”re
plied White Cloud, “it is this compound
that has made me think of the grave of
my father.” Blister Feet, thinking to
test the powers of the mustard himself
then took a larger spoonful, swallowed
it, and he in turn shed tears. “Why
does the great cluei , asked . .... White .
weep.
Cloud, and Blister beet answered, and
said: “Oh, brother, my grief is that
thou art not with thy father in his
grave!”
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What the Valley of the Red River ot
the North, with its marvelous wheat
fields, is to Dakota, that of the Big Blue
river is to Nebraska. Taking its rise
near the Platte, west of Salt Creek, with
numerous tributaries reaching off into
the most fertile portions of the State, tlie
river embraces in its arms the counties
of Polk, Butler, Hamilton, York, Seward,
Clay,Fillmore, Saline, Gage and Pawnee,
exclusive of those along the largest
branch, the Little Blue. To all these
sections it affords abundant water for a
great number of mills now in operation,
aud has mill and factory sites enough
left to supply the State with all sorts of
manufactures. This valley contains one*
fifth the untire population of tho State-