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NUMBER XXVI II
DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 0. 1880,
VOLUME VIII
tlio stage to examine the manuscripts
of plays l lmt hnd boon submitted to
him.
lint I think wo could nrmngo it so
that we might, together construct
something in that lino which would
at least attract tho attention of our
families.
Would you mind telling mo; for
instance, how do you write a play ?
;You have booh in the business be*
fore, and you could tell me, of course,
some of toe saflent points about it.
Do you write it with a typotwriter,
or do yon dictate your thoughts to
some one who dees not resellt being
dictated (
< Do you
MISS MIRIAM’S ADVICE
come into that dear, old, obtuse
head of hig.lieforol I declaro, the
whole thing has happened almost as
nicely as if it were leap year. I’m
pretty sure of being Mrs. Cornwall
at last. I wonder what that inso
lent little minx of a Joanna Joyce
will think now!”
.In a meusuru, Miss Miriam was
right. Squire Cornwall did come
over that evening, in his best suit,
with a crimson cabbage roso in Ilia
button-hole, and his honest face
beaming with satisfaction.
Miriam,** said lie, scarcely paus
ing to iiotico that, his cousin had on
a new slalo-colorod silk dress, with
a lace frill starched stilfer than any
picket fence, and an extra allowance
of cologne on her pocket liaiulker-
cliifef, “is- thorp anything in the
gown or jewelry line that you would
fancy? I’d Iikg to give you some
Professional Cards
shrinking back,
you know, and-
“If ho does it’s moro’n 1 do.” said
honest Luke, with a shrug’ of his
sh'uldors.
‘•'Hush, Luke!” said Joanna,
standing on tiptoe r.o whisper in liis
ear. '“I shouldn’t wonder if some
day he were to marry her.”
Luke gave a lengthened whis
tle.
“I should,” quoth ke. “But, Jo,
tjiat ain’t anything for yon to cry
for.”
“No, of course not,” suid Joanna,
in. low voice—she was intent on
brushing the dirt off Jier brathor't
coat sleeve. “Rut when ono lots
lived so long ir. u place one fools li
little sorry to leave it; that/’s all.”
•‘I wouldn’t be scared off the
preniisos by any old maid alive,” do
clarod independent Luke. But
Juaiiua only smiied. Argue as slie
would, she could not make Luke
'see the difference in their posi
tions.
This discussion, had taken place
ilie. day before Joanna had timidly
told iho squire of her decision, and
he was musing, not, very cheerfully
over it, when Miss Miriam came
in. •, .
‘ Morning, Cornelius,” said Miss
Mirry. “Dear me, y’op look sober.
Anything happened?”
“ Why, yes,” said .the squire, not
sorry for a chance to communicate
his sorrows to some ono olso, “Joan
na Joyce is going.” v
v“Going, is slio?” said Miriam, sel
ling down her basket with energy.
“Well, I ain’t sorry. She’s a pert,
pushing thing, that has hud.her own
way a good deal too much. Lot her
go.”
The squire looked amazed.
“You’re jakni,’ Miwy,mait you?”
said lie:' %£?
And Mist Miriam remembered
that her cue, above all things, was
amiability, ,und slie giggled' faint
“She’s his cousin,
•and I think lie likes
The cherry trees wero full of
white blossoms, the roses on the
south wall waved their long pink
pendants back and forth, tho holly
hocks along the garden fence were
beginning to bud, aud Squire Corn
wall, watching the littlo ducklings
sail hither aud you on the devious
course of the brook under the alders
had a Vague idea* that everything ill
nature rejoiced except himself.
The squire was one of those social
problems—a thorongli-pace.d old
bachelor. Ho lived his solitary lift,
at Clove Farm, and lie didn’t qnue
know how it was that ho was so un
comfortable.
“Although,” he. said to himself,
“things have been quilo different
sii.ee Joanna Joyce had the charge
here. And I don’t see why she
can’t be contented to stay.
Joanna Joyce bud been bis house
keeper—a brisk, stirring little maid
en, whose stalwart brother did the
heavy farm work, and laid down
the law, agriculturally spoakiuj, to
the'"squire.' Joanna was a tirsl-class
cook; the squire’s shirts JiudV shone
like satin every week us they came
tip from the wash; tho poultry had
never thriven bettor, and the butter
and efioese department was without
a rival the county through. More
over, Joanna was one of those fresh,
daisy-faced girls upon whom the
eye involuntarily rested with pleas
ure.
' “1 like, to see her around,” said
the squire, “just the same as I do
the double holly hocks and the da
mask roses. And now she’s going
to leave me, and I’m sure 1 UoiVi
know why.” 1
Into tho midst of his melancholy
meditations came Miss Miriam Fry,
his cld-muid cousin from the house
on the other side of the river. Miss
Mirry, as she WUs commonly called,
had a shining tin pail in one baud,
and a basket in the other. She
wanted io borrow a setting of duck
THOMAS B. FELDER, Jr.
something facetious into.the tniddlo
of the comedy. No one will expect
it, you see, and it will tickle the au
dience almost to death.
A friend of mine suggests that it
would be a groat bit to introduce,
or rat her to reproduce, the Hell
Gate explosion. Many were not
able to-be there at the time, and
would willingly go a long distance'
to wiinoss the reproduction.
• I wish that you would reply to
this letter at an early date, telling
tno what you think of tho schemes
suggested. Feel peifeetlv free to
express yourself fully. I ant not too
proud to receive your suggestions.
Tho Atlanta Dinuhmer.
One ot the Atlanta drummers
called on Uncle' Steve Stokloy, in
Crawford, lately, and insisted* on
selling him a bill of goods.
“We arc not wanting anything in
your lino,” said Uncle Steeyo.
“But.” said the persistent drum
mer, “I know that' you do ncod
8<>moihing. Perhaps l can suggest,
as I have boon on t lie road so long
that 1 know exactly what a mer
chant wants Bolter than he does.”
“ Yon do?” said Uncle Steve, lock
ing at I ho young man with mingled
pity and contempt. “Well, 1 have
.been in business hero about 80 ypars,
and when 1 find a man knows more
about my business than I! dk> r JPwanit
to hire him. What’s your price?”
The smart fellow said Iio&wub
afraid he wouldn’t suit, and ga'her-
eU up his samples and left the place
to conceal his emotion.
attorney at law,
Dublin, - - Georgia-
W ill practice in the courts of the Oco
nee' Ocinulgee and .Middle circuits, and-
<he Supreme court of Georgia,, and else
where by special contract. _
Will negotiate loans on unproved farm
ing lauds. * :
Feb. 18th.188o.-6m.
wrilo a play and tho i
dramatize it, or do yon write tho
drama and the play on it ? Would
i l not be u good idea to fcoctuic u pot
that would cost very little aud ihon
put kibosh on it, or would you put
up tho lines first and then hang the
ploL or drain i, or whatever it is, on
the lines ? Is it absolutely necessary
to have a prologue ? Is it like a cat-
aloguo ?
I haven great many crude ideas,
but yon see l am. practical. One oi
my crude deas is to lntrodmo into
the plasj an nrtist’s studio. This
would not cost much, for wo could
borrow the studio eveviiigs and al
low llio nri ist to use it day rimes.
Then wo would introduce into the
studio'scoiio tlio artist’s living mod
el. Everybody would be horrified but
they would go. They would walk
over each other to attend the drama,
and vvowould do well. Chip living
model in tho studio act woiild be
.i ado of common wax,'and if work
ed well, wo woiJd discharge .•other
members of iho company and substi
tute wax. Gradually We would got
it down to where lliocompuuy would
bo wax, with the exception of a
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Am I correct in that theory or not?
It-- ought Ip convey some great
thought, some maxim or aphorism
or boiiio fju’eii a thing us
that. Mow would it do to arrange
a play with tho idea of impressing
upon (he audience that “tho fool
and his money arc ' spoil parted?”
Arc you using-a hero and a heroine
in your plays' now? If so, would
you 'mind wrlmg their, lives for
them while I arrange the details anti
remarks for the young man who is
discovered asleep on a divan wlion
many ’.fanling dentists, i'nce $1,001
! the un).:. Ask your dentist or f
tir«. a. p & w. ic. noi.iv
!>ot, Aiacon. «u. LAMAR,
A ill a id Fair With Uftlr-
It. is noi to be supposed. that youi r
ladies in this part of the country a.
so silly as to bleach their tresse
Nature generally provides thorn wi .
hair of a suitable color, and t!>
do not ..find it ■necessary to change
by artificial means. Hut. it is
commoi.--tking to road of ladies
the northern cities who have spe
time and lifouoy lavishly in bleuc
ing.their locks to
THE BEoT PAPER INJHE SOUTH,
THE SAVANNAH
times a day. She was good enough
to count tho table napkius, inspect
the crockery on the shelves, and
rummage in the preserve closets
whenever die fancy took her; and
she wa3>ont,to lecture pretty Joan
na Joyce/with an inch .of her
life. »
“Job himself couldn’t stand her!”
cried tho’young housekeeper, in des
pair.
“Poor! poor!” said Luke Joyce.
“Dou*t pay no Mention to her no
mwre’n if she was a mnskeeter..
That’s the ay to treat, her, Jo.”
“rf h!” said Joanna, • shaking her
curls, “out you don’t know how ag
gravatin’she can be.”
“Don’t I, though?” said Luke,
screwing up his face into a terrible
grimace, “lloven’t I had her peer
ing jiito the out bins, and counting
the bags of white beans, and giving
me good advice by the furlong ubom
whut crops to put into the south
meadow and the west pasture lot.
WJiv site's all over, like pnssloy.
There ain’t no getting out of the
reach of Jier tongue. 1 Now I tell
you what.”
“But*it is [tiffecenr in the house,”
:>a'd Joanna, re?olut<-ly. “and I’ve
matte up my mind to leave.”
“It ain’t ihe squire’s fault,” sgid
Luke, chewing a stiaw.
“Not hi the leas!,” qtllekly-a*
•elided Joanna. He’s tip* pleasant
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“1 think I have sot the ball rolling
now,” wid she. “Jle’il be over here
to projm-e this evening, as snre as
i|io world. How his eyo» did
brighten, to bo sure! And to think
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dnr through your >.Vv,\' Dealer or
ot send directly to
f’fp ;■ it pmthL a
' S.VVAX^AIi, (Ja. ‘
eanua
because it took ill hit spare time oil