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Newspaper Page TextVOLUME VIII. DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, JULY 22, 1885. NUMBER V. Professional Cards. T. L. GRINER, ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR AT LAW, Dublin - Georgia. Will practice in Washington, Johnson, Emanuel, Montgomery, Telfair, Dodge, Pulaski, Twiggs and Wilkinson counties, and eslewhere by special contract, may 21 tf. ♦ ‘ THOMAS B. FELDER, Jr. ATTORNEY AT LAW, Dublin. Georgia. Will practice in the courts of the Oco nee, Ocmulgee and Middle circuits, and the Supreme court of Georgia, and else where by special contract. Will negotiate loans on improved farm ing lands. Feb. 18th, 1885.-8m. Dr. J. L. LINDER, [SIX MILES NORTH OP DUBLIN,] OFFERS his services to the public at large. Calls promptly attended to, day or -night. Office at residence, aug 20, ’84 ly. CHARLES HICKS* M. D., PRACTITIONER. Dublin, . - • Georgia. je20, ly DR. C. F. GREEN, PRACTITIONER. <Dublin, - Georgia. C ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL hours. Obstetrics a specialty. 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There was an unmistakable look of affection in tho gray eyes of the old professor and a cordial grip of his fingers that thrilled the part of young Doctor Harvey, and his cheek flushed slightly as he re turned: “I have a charming wife, professor, one of the most lovable little things you ever saw; but I hardly know whether she is up to your standard as regards intellectual qualifications,” and the young man looked some what anxiously into the kindly yet stem face before him, for ho well knew that his old friend had no pa tience whatever with the frivolities and useless appendages of fashiona ble lire. A cloud shadowed the seamed face of the professor. “Is it possible, Ar thur, that you have made one of the gravest errors in life?” and theu, seeing the younger man’s face dark en, he added lightly: “But wait, I will not make a pre mature judgment till I have seen for myself; but I did hope tha{ when you married, if marry you must, that you would choose a companion for your head as well as your heart.” “When we get settled a little more, you must call some evening returned tho newly married man and the friends parted, for friends they were and had been since tho young physician’s earlies recollection the professor, in fact, having been guardiau till he attained his ma jority, only a few years before. The grizzled old hook-worm look ed after his retreating friend and shook his head. “I’m afraid Arthur has not chosen wisely, but he must take the consequences. A wife on less a man chances to get just the right sort, is sure to interfere with his profession. I’m glad I never risked it.” And he walked briskly away to the bachelor quarters, while the young doctor wended his way homeward, a cloud upon his face and a perplexed look in his clear ha zel eyes. But as he walked up the steps and opened the cellar door, the cloud lifted and his bright eyes brighten ed. A sweet, clear voice floated out from the parlor in delicious trills, and then a light footstep pressed tho carpet and a pair of loving arms were wound about his neck, and soft lips pressed his own. If Arthur Harvey had chosen un wisely it was not as regarded good looks and gracefulness, for a more bewitching creature could hardly be imagined than the lovely woman, scarcely more than a child, who led him by the hand into the parlor, seated him in an easy chair and nest led at his feet upon a low otto man. And the austere professor was forgotten for the moment by the happy owner of this entrancing par cel of feminine loveliness. But when the young wife, in turning over the leaves of an album, came upon the rather rigid picture of his friend and rormer guardian, the brief conversation of the afternoon camo back to him with startling vividness. “Who is this old follow with the side whiskers like bristles and hun gry eyes like a famished hawk?” she queried, aud Arthur bent forward to answer. “That is the dearest friend I have iu the world, Dora,” he returned, reproachfully, “and it pains me to hear you speak of him in such a light manner. He has been all that a father could ho to me siuce I was a mere child. Her red lips trembled at his rebuke and she caressed his hand in her pretty baby fushion, sayiug soft ly: “Forgive me, but these stern bookish people seom so terrible to mo that I can not regard them as you do. Its a wonder you ever fanoied such an iguorant little thing as I am, with no saving quality excepting my love for you.” Ho took her rounded, dimpled cheeks in both hands and looked straight into the. depths of her great luminous eyes, while his own were all ablaze with love. “You are all the world to me,” he murmured, passionately, “and yet”—his voice faltered, but the light in his eyes did not waver. “And yet,” she repeated sadly, “there is something lacking.” He laughed lightly, a trfle forced, perhaps. “I can scarcely explain Dora,” he said, after a moments pause, “but Professor Argyle, my more than father, is utterly incapable of judging a woman except from a mere literary or intellectual standpoint, and these things are not exactly your forte.” He moved nervously in his chair as he noted her color rise. “Arthur,” she said, soberly, “1 am very sorry that I am so defioiont, but all these things are learned from books, and if study and hard read ing can supply the laok, you shall have no cause to be ashamed ol me.” He smiled tenderly, lovingly, as he saw the look of determination settle about her rosebud mouth and the resolute expression iu her amber brown eyes. ‘Don’t overtax yotirsolf, little pet, I love you all I possibly can as you are, aud besides, our reception comes next week, and all this knowledge is the fruit of patient years of study and close application. But her mind was set. “Has Professor Argyle any pet hobbles?” she questioned, as her young hus band prepared to leave the house for his office the next morn iug. “Yes, the ancient philosophers and orators, and subjects of antiqui ty generally, are his favorites,” he returned, and his heart misgave him as he saw her in the library gazing upon the historical works and ency clopedias, very much as a child might look and try to futhom the mysteries of the universe. I’m afraid she’ll only make matters worse,” he said dubiously to himself as lie walked down tho street “I wish I had said nothing to her The professor will detect in a mo ment that her knowledge is only the thinnest possible smatter ing.” But the evening of their reception came, and poor Hurvey trembled in wardly at the prospect of hiB rever end friend making tho acquaintance of his pretty though childlike bride, whoso innocent playfulness would be entirely lost upon the cotnfirmed old bachelor. -The professor camo early, and Arthur at once took him to where the fair young hostess sat talking with the one or two guest who had arrived. As she rose to meet her guest beneath tho brilliant light of the chandelier, the young host saw to his dismay that she was dressed in her gayest and most elaborate at tire, while jewels gleamed in rich profusion upon her person. He hud hoped to find her in a more simple and modest costume, for she well knew the professor’s dislike of ex treme ornamentation. Her eyes had a confident sparkle as she gracefully welcomed the somewhat cynical professor, and the young husband could not repress a feeling of pride as lie gazed upon her; hut, ulus, what was bright aud beautiful to him would seem us bel low vanity to his dear old friend. But soon the guests came thick and fast, and tho early oveuing glided uwuy. And yet the profess or had not souuded the depth of the young wife’s intellect, though Ar thur Harvey kuow that, he would avail himself of some opportunity to do so ore the reception ended, and he kept an alert eye upon the movements of his wife and guest. Ere long Professor Argyle passed with Mrs. Harvey upon his arm. He carried her bouquet and fan of os trich feathers, and the expression of his weazened face was an enigma to the anxious watoher. They seated themselves near at hand, so near that the husband of this bewitohing oroa- ture could overhear their lowest spoken word. Never did a jealous lover listen more intently. Not but that he trusted his young wife implicitly, but he feared that she would lower herself iu tho estimation of his most valued friend by her woeful laok of knowledge. “This is a brilliant assemblage, Mrs. Harvey,” he heard the profess or say. “Yes, indeed, quite so,” the lady replied, laughingly;” apparently they all wish to appear at their bes^ whioh is a commendable ambitiou, I presume.” The professor puckered his lips and looked around: “Woll, I suppose it is, among tho ladios, at any rate.” “I beg your pardon,” she inter posed, “but the women uro not alone in the possession of this vanrty. You remember that Demosthenes, the greatest orator of the ancient world, did nob disdain to study ef fects before a mirror in ordor to itn proas his hearers favorably.” “Well, really, I believe he did, stammered the professor, somowhat abashed at this unoontrovertible proof of the weakness of one of his idols. Aud the remaindor of the evening he was strangely qniot though courteous, and shook hands in ah abstracted manner at part ing. The next day the young doctor mot the professor on the street.* The latter grasped his hand with a vise-like grip. “I was delighted* with Mrs. Har vey last evening,” ho said, a ring of sincerity in every tone of his voioe, She seems to possess every iinagitm bio accomplishment, and I must say that I en vy you the possession of such a treasure. Would you believe it,” lowering his voice almost to a whisper, “she is so familiar with ancient history that she pointed out the vanity of uppoaranoo in Domos thenes just as I was about to rebuke the same weakness among tho vota ries of fashion at the prosont day.” He stopped and rubbed his hands together uneasily. “Do yon suppose it is I who have made the mistake in ignoring tho bright and beuutiful things of this world? I—I guess, after all, yon have chosen the wiser courso, but it is too late for me now,” and lie turned mournfully away.— J. W. Davidson, in Boston Trans- cript. Why Twelve Men Constitute a Jury. The why and wherefore of the rea son for twelve men on a jury hus not received a definite explanation that we know of, other than under the old Jewish dispensation tho twelve seem ed to bo a sort of mystical number, as wo read of “Twelve Apostles,” “Twelve Prophets”.—There were also twelve Jewish Judges, twelve pillars in the Lemplo, twelve stones .0 Aaron’s breastplate, twclvo months in a year and twelve signs in the zodiac, and hence following tho cus toms tho number twelve hus become engrafted on the now laud. An cxchuuge says that some go to church to weep, while otliors go to sleep. Some go their wives to ploase; their conscience others go to eusc. Some go to hear the preacher; while otliors like the silo scrccclior. Boys go to reconnoitre; girls go because they oughter. Many go for sage re flections; precious few to help collec tions.—Fall JJiver Advance. Room at the Top. An invoutor, whoso invention is of praotical benefit and is used in ul most every priuting offico in the United States, in visiting our office recently, made tho following rotiiiw in courso of conversation: “There is always room on the top shelf. Tho meutiiug he intended to convey was that brains and oxporienoe prop erly directed would always find room for notion. Somebody wants tho young man of talent who wisely uses it, somebody wants trained exper ience, somebody wants men of nerve energy and zoal. There is always a market for men who gravitate toward the top. Iu this age of uctive work and compoti tion talent is uot hid in a napkin, ns of old; it is soon discovered, brought cut, utilized and made to do its full share in this wonder-working world Who are the meu that climb to the top? Aro they of the dull stu pid sort, lazy, improvident, careless? No, no; for these there is no topmost round of fame, of wealth, of honor Tho men who climb the hill of difficulty aro thoso of action, talent, skill, experionoe, work. Men who march with firm (road and onward look, determined to win victory Thoy aro patient also, not disoouru ged by defeats nor cast down by dis asters, but who, gathering up their strength and energies, push on with resolute stop. Workers are the Winners because Nature and Providence alike aro on their side. Nature unfolds hor se orets to those who delve and labor to explore hor hidden mystorios, and Providonce is always on the side of thoso who try to help themselves. Waiting for a bridge to burry ns over difficulties is lose opportunity Span the ohosra by a bridge of your own Btrong will and efforts, and the obstacles quickly disappear. Self made men are self-reliant. Thoy never ask others to do for them what they can do themselveo. This^strong element in their character pushes them to the front in commerce and in all tho varied pursuits of life. Room on tho top over and always for thoso who huvo the spirit and ambition to get there.—Justice. Senator Ben Hill's* Affliction. It has boon noticed that men in tho army and navy not. only hold most tenaciously to life, but meet the great conqueror with more forti tudo than any ocher class of men but there was within my view one notable exception to this rule. Ben ator Ben Hill, of Georgia, met death as heroically as any man that ovoi lived. Ho was afflicted ns much ns General Grant is. I shall never forgot the day when wo met by up pointmont for the first surgical opera tion. Ho was anxious that no morn her of his family should know the truth as to his condition until ufter the operation was performed. To gether wo went to Jefferson College Hospital and on the way he said, with a touch of sadness in his tones: I am in perfect physioul health with tho exception of this cancer. . have never boon severely sick in my lifo und ought to have several years of useful lifo boforo me. Thole uro great questions coming up in this country for settlement and I wunt to live to take part in their discussion and deoision; but, if tho worse comes to the worse I shall bo content to meet my fiito liko u man.” An hour later a third of his tongue had been cut out by tho doctors und for two days und nights thereafter, until his family reached Philadelphia, I never left the side of the sufferor. Through it all ho was as full of for titude us a king. From tho Aim operation ho rallied, but the second and third mutilation followed with physical distress enough to have broken the spirit of tho stoutest. Yet after more than two years of waiting and watching lie mot the Unsobn mid the Unknown with per fect composure,—Philadelphia Times, Stick to Your Business. There is no wiser rale by which a young man should be guided, says Moody to the Yule students, than to stick to that business in which he has the most experience. Generally mer chants’ olerks adhere to this rule and- rise from tho lowest round in the bus- ines ladder to the highest. It is the men raisod upon the farm who often- est depart from and suffer the loss of time aud capital there by. Wo have known many young men, here and elsewhere, who got tired of the farm and went to tho oity or town to en gage in pursuits they know nothing about. Failure was the inevitable oonquonoe, und they had to go back to the country and take up a pursuit with whioh they were more familiar, and the result is, they are doing woll, making money. Patience and pluck will win from the handle of the hoe and plow substantial victory. The contest may be uncompromising at first, the rewards of jlabor -and industry slow in manifesting thfem- solvos, but the young farmer .who has boon raised to till the soil may be assured that there is no better plaoo for him than the farm. In the oity he not only has to oompete with men thoroughly versed in their business with experience and some oapital, bun the countryman has to adopt oity stylo—his expenses for press und living are greatly increased and lie has to be very Btrong timber to resist the temptations and allure ments of whioh arc bat “vanity and vexation of spirit.” There’s <?ne thing I want to Bay to you, young mom Your education ■ isn’t going to savo you at all, Why, in a New York prison were lately counted thirty graduates of ; Oxford and Cambridge who wore tramps and outcasts. Nor will your mem bership in n college or university save you. You must gob on the right path, you must make your way to God, seek his love, open your hearts to it. And you may be sure the task is an easy one, for you are sure, at the boginning, that ho loves you and will forgive your sins. The President not Responsible. Some of our contemporaries are paying a good deal of attention to Miss Cleveland’s book and a fow go so far as to attempt to make political oapital out of it, and to hold the President responsible for some of the sentiments contained in it. This is not wise nor fair. Mr, Oiovolatid has his fuults and his vir tues. He is not a religious-minded uiuti, and it is said by thoso who ought to know that, if it were not for tho sake of appearance, he would spend his Sunday mornings in the White House playing pinochle and sampling a certain brand of spirits of which he is a practical admirer and a fair consumer, rather than in worshipping at the feet of Dr. Sun derland in his Presbyterian church. Mr. Cleveland Is not a saint and ho is not a bigot. He knows a good deal about politics in the present age, but that lie knows or cares anything about “Monachistn in the middlo ages,” of whioh his sistor writes so absurdly, wo very much question. Ho is not that kind of a man. Miss Cleveland did not consult hor brother when sho wrote her es says. Ilor offort on prohibition fur nishes conclusive ovidonce on that point. If she had sought his coun sel, lie„wonld probably hgvo advised her not to write them. But sho did write thorn, and us the press of tho country has contributed more adver tising space to thorn than a fortune could buy for any othor purpose. The book will have a very largo sale. Over 100,000 copies of tho book have been sold alroady. It will bo read, talked about, laughed at, and id a year forgotten. But whatever becomes of it, responsibility for it cannot aud ought not bo fusioned on the President. He has enough to unswer for.—Bui 11 olio Examin- 01. Exoontricity in a rich person is lu nacy iu a poor one.

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The Dublin post. (Dublin, Ga.) 1878-1894, July 22, 1885, Image 1