The Dublin post. (Dublin, Ga.) 1878-1894, July 21, 1886, Image 1

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Newspaper Page TextVOLUME IX DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY. JULY 21. 1886 NUMBER VI. Professional Cards. Dr.T. tf. WILLIAMS, DENTIST. BSirOflice at His Residence,-^ Sinmis’ Building. First door below the Court Hoftse. apr21.’86,ly. Dr. . P. HOLMES, PRACTITIONER, CONDOR, - - GEORGIA. STALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL* \.J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. mch24, 7m. • Dr. T. A. WOOD, 00 ~L SPRINGS, QA. ( 3ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. mcli24, if. Dr. P. M. JOHNSON, PRACTITIONER, Lovett, - - Georgia. C IALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL J hours. Day and Night. mcliS5 tf. Dr. J. L. LINDER. [SIX Mn.ES HORTH 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. Jeao, ly DR. C. F. GREEN, PRACTITIONER. Dublin, Georgia. ALLS . ATTENDED TO AT ALL AJhoiirs. Obstetrics aspecialty. Office Residence T. L. CRINER, ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR :> AT LAW, Dublin - may 21 tf. Georgia. 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 oa improved farm ing lands. Feb. 18th, 1885 : -0m. HAVE YOU TAKEN THE ATLANTA CONSTITUTION FOR 1886? If not. lay this paper down and send for it right now. 'if you want it every day, send for the Daily, which costs $10.00 a year, or $5.00 for six months or $2.50 for three months. If.‘you want it every week, send for the Great Weekly, which costs $1,25 a year or $5,00 for Clubs of Five. THE WEEKLY CON STITUTION s the Cheapest! Biggest and B$st Paper Printed in Americal It has 12 pages chock full of news, gos sip and sketches every week; It prints mere romance than the story papers, more farm-news than the agricultural papers, more fun than the humorous papers—-be- . sides all the hews, and Bill Arp's and Betsy Hamilton's Letters, Uncle Remus's Sketch es! —AND— TALMAGE’S SERMONS. Can 2 Gents a Week! It comes once week—takes a whole week to read it! You can’t well farm or keep house with out it! Write your name on a postal card, ad dress it to us. and wc will send you Speci men Copy Taint Address THE CONSTITUTION. Land (aims SPECIALTY, AND WARRANTS A additional homestead*certifiesief*a all kinds of land script bought Large stock and highest pr' you want, to Mill oi luiyf 1. , A. A. THOMAS, Attorney at- gtou, D 0 THE STRANGER AT THE GATES. “Please, ma’am,” said Nellie Ho gan, who did all the rough work of Mrs. Roniuey’s big lodging-house for eight dollars a month—“please ma’am, would you go to Number Seven? I think he is very sick, for he do bo groanin’ badly; and perhaps he’s been murdered, like the gentle man in the newspaper yesterday. “Don’t say suoh .dreadful things, for mercy’s sake, Nellie Hogan!” cried Mrs. Romney, taking her mas ter-key from her pocket. “No doubt he has only been drinking too much. Bachelor lodgers, are apt to be dissipated. Murdered, indeed, and a coroner’s inquest in my res pectable house!” Then she hurried to Number Sev en. The room had been hired a few days before by a gentlemen of middle age, handsomely dressed, and having a very “taking” manner; and Mrs. Rouiney congratulated herself on having another lodger, and one who reflected credit on the establish ment; but when she opened the door and Saw the gentleman lying half dressed across the bed, groaning, in deed,' as Nellie Hogan had said, and evidently delirious, her heart quailed within her., ♦‘You’ll have to run for a doctor, Nellie, she said, “but, mind you, say Mr. Marsh wants him. Don’t men tion my name;” and having dismissed tho girl on this errand, the lodging-house keeper used nor time to advantage. She peeped into port manteaus, and dived into pockets; and opening a pocket-book, counted the money iti its folds. “Only live dollars,” she said. “1 don’t see any signs of means about him. I shall send linn off to the hospital, and just keep his trunk until he sends for it. If he gets well he will. If.not, why, a trunk full of clothes is something.. I’m going to take cure of number one this time. I’ve been cheated often enough.’’ Poor Mrs. Romnoy! Perhaps those who cheated her were responsible for her hard feeling to the world in general. There was a time when hoi* heai^ wa8 softer. “He is very bad, indeed,” said Dr. ; Dew berry, tVT th tlib e ud of his cane to his Roman nose; “very, and he must not be moved on any account whatever. Don’t you know his re lations? IFliat a pity—dear! dear! He’s very bad you know. Put up screens before the bed; hang blank ets at the door; don’t let a draught of air in, and watch him day and night. It’s his only chance. A responsible person, I suppose?” “I’m sure I don’t know,” said Mrs. Bomnoy. “It don’t look like it, coming hero to be taken sick. “Oh,” said Dr. Dewberry, “yes; and if I were you, Mrs; Romney, I should call in Dr. Fuller,, an excel lent young nmn, jysts going into his profession, and right at your door, as I tnay say. My hands are full, and I hare to leave town tp visit Senator Toadies, Who has luml see him twice a day, and thkt is ne cessary. Good morning, ma’am.” “Dear me!” gasped Mrs. Romney. “I wonder whether he knows what it is to let lodgings and keep only one girl! I can’t turn nurse besides. I shall send him to a hospital.” “What’s the matter my dear?” said Mrs. Pell, the next-door neigh bor of Mrs. Romney, who also let lodgings, and who had been cheated quite as oftou, but who had not been hardened in the process, only soften ed iuto a tearful condition. “What is the matter, Nellie Ho gan? You look as if you had been crying.” “I have that, ina’atn,” said Nel lie. “I nover soon such cruelty. She is going to send him to tho or«- pittal, and the doctor says boil die if she does, nnd it’s murder; but there’* hi* wife somowhoi'e a won- tierin’ about him. It’* a fearful |«liamo.” “Who is he?” asked Mrs. Pell, be wildered. “Number Seven, by the name of Marsh,” said Nellie. “And he al ways spoke so good, and- gave mo tv quarter when I did a narrant jfor him.” And Mrs. Pell quite under stood. “Don’t cry, Nellie,” said she. “I’ve got plenty of empty rooms, and I don’t know as any one ever suffered for doing her Christian duty yet. If Mrs. Romney will let that door in the upper hall, that used to join the two houses, be opened, I’ll have a couple of men to bring him in hero. If it’s a case such as I think it is, the cold air will be his death if he’s taken outside, and I shall ask uiy doctor lodger to look to him—out of chari ty. Why, what are wo here for but to help each other?” “Well, Mrs. Poll, if yon want to do it I have no pbjeotion,” saidMrs. Romney; but I can’t keep a chanty hospital myself, and I don’t doubt if you can afford it. I’ll .unlock the door; but you are the biggest goose—” “She’s a angil,” said Nellio Hogan; “and luck will come to her off it. You see if it won’t.” “Hold your tongue, Nellio,” said Mrs. Romney. “Got the keys and open the door; aud you oan let thorn tatco tho portmanteau, but not the trunk: I’m going to have my week’s board if that man gets well.” Shortly after the lodghr was car ried in a sort of funeral procession from Mrs. Romney’s houso to Mrs. Poll’s. The latter lady headed the slow-moving body, and the former locked the door sharply after them, shutting in Nellie Hogan, who long ed to follow. However, the latte r was not quite left out of the affair. She httd her Thnrsday afternoons and one Sunday out of two, whop the dishes were washed; and on these holidays she ran into Mrs. Pell’s and helped her nnrse the stranger. Moreover, the doctor-lodger spoken of looked upon the case as an inter esting one, and the change frotiv Mrs. Romney’s to Mrs. Poll’s was a very beneficial one. The stranger lived—- grew better—grow well. At! last he made inquiries us to the rea son why he had changed his quar ters, and heard the whole story from Nellie Hogan, who was on duty at the time. “She’s a lovely lady, sir.” said Nellie, “is Mrs. Pell, and has seen better days, and been brought up beautiful; can play the pianuy and all; and she behaves like a rale lady, too,.which is letter tjbah lookin’ it, as do even iri her common things.” “Assuredly, I have proved her goodness.” said Mr. Marsh. “ W'here’s my trunk?” “Mrs. Romneykept it, sir, I’m ashamed to say, seeiu’ she’s my missus,” said Nellie.” “Ask her to send it in,” said Mr. Marsh. Nellie took the message. Mrs. Romney replied by a little twisted note. Her compliments; but not nntil the money was paid. Shortly, a ghostly form in a dress ing gown much too large for him was admitted at the communicating door. It was Mr. Marsh, who ex plained that his check book was in tho traink, and who, unlocking it, drew a check for a full weok’s board. “And re-occupy tljp room, I hope,” said Mrs. Romnoy. “No,” said Mr. Marsh; “I have engaged rooms of my kind friend Mrs. Pell, to whom I believe I owe iny life.' Send my trunk in, if you please.” • Tho winter passed. May set in. May i* a favorite timo for wed dings. Thero was on awning along Mr*. Pell’s steps, and curriagos were draw ing up at the door. “1 don’t boa who oan ho going to bo married at Mrs. Pell’*/’ said Mr*. Romney, “There’s an old maid .there, but her day is past, and a lit- ' i girl, but hers hasn’t cotno. Mrs. Bjggins isa divorced lady, and the rest are married. Who oan it be?” Nellio Ilogun was at her elbow. “Please, Mrs. Romney, it is Mrs. Poll herself,” she said. “Sure, you ought to see how young and pretty she looks in her fine clothes. And who is she going to marry, think you, ma’utn’m? That Mr. Maish that was took sick along of you. He is very rioh. Oh, sure, then, thorp’s no saying how rich—a millionaire, they Bay. Aud they’re going co live in the Fifth Avenue in style, and ’m to wait ma’am, with fifteen doll ars a month and a little bedroom to myself, as puaty as efer I saw. Aud didn’t I tell you luck would come to her, ma’am? And it has. And, please, I’ll give warning my month is no.Thursday.” “Nellio, you’re an ungrateful girl,” euid Mrs. Romney. I gave you a vory good dress last month, with nothing the mutter with it, but .holes in the elbows and a scorch on tho baok breadth, And I’ve been like a mother to you.” Nellie said nothing. “But I’m sure you are mare troub le than you are good,” said Mrs. Romney, “and I’m glad to Change.” But after Nellie had left tho room, Mrs. Romney walked to the glass and looked at herself. She was on ly fivo years older than Mrs. Pell,' and as she saw herself, much hand somer. • “If I had keptyhim, and nursed him, perilps I might be tho bride to- drfy,” she thought. “ IFipvt a ohance to miss! But how could I guess that he was a bachelor in search .of a wife, and a millionaire? or that he —Qh> pshaw! Mrs. Pell saw thp whole thing beforehand, I’m quitb certain.”—New Fork Ledger. ' THE PRODIGAL SON. BY J. M. SMITH IN JONESBORO NEWS. When | was a small boy and some what younger than I now am, I read of self-made men; men who had run away from homo when boys aud had made largo fortunes. One day the idea popped into my head that I would do likewise. So curly in the morning I left home on foot to go to an uncle’s of mine, who lived a few miles weBt of Griffin. That looKed to me to be a great distance in that day. T walked all-day, and just as the sun wa9 setting Centered the city. The first man I met was an old gentleman by the name of Warren, who I asked the way tb aiy uncle’s. He told mo l had best stop over all night with him and go out the next morning. So I stopped over for the night and was well taken care of. The old mag asked mo a great many questions, and I told him a great deal, but didn’t tell him Iw. g a runaway. One of the first lessons I learned was never to toll my busi ness, and this has stuck to me through ljfe. The next morning T bade my kind friend good-bye and started on iny way. In a few hours I was at my uncle’s house. He appeared glad to see mo, but after stopping with him for a week he told' mo I must return to my futhor’s honso. So lie carried me as far as Griffin, aud then patting me up behind a negro on a mule ho started mo for homo. But while in Griffin my aucle and I met the Rev. Jesse Campbell. I hud known Unole Jesse all my life, lie having stopped at my father’s houso often during protracted meetings. I Was taught to think Undo Jessie the best inun on earth, and ull ho euid wus gospel truth. He, after bearing that I was a runaway, pattod me on tho lioad and told a great story about u fellow who lie called the “Prodigal Son.” Ho said tho follow, liko mo, hud lofi homo, got on n spree, and got burst* od—or word* to that effect. Ho thoro being no railroad* in that day, and no conductors to bo bsat out of a rido, tliojboy had to walk homo. So as ho noared home, tho old man looked up the road and saw a dust arising and a bundle of rags a walk ing, and wondored who it oould be; then ho put on his spocs and looked and saw it was his runaway boy. Then tho old man jumped over the fence, ran up the voad, and when lie mot his son threw his arms around him and fell upon his nook and kissed him ana wept. lie then carried him into tho house, put a ring on his finger, had him to .wash gave him a clean shirt an*d a suit of liis big brother’s’ clothes to put on, and when they got hi th rigged out they went ont to the oowpen and killed the fattest yearling on the ranch. Then they sont out af tor-all the girlO that lived in that settlement, and a fiddler, and that had tho biggest kind of a all beouuse that tramp hud pothe homo. Now, Unole JcbssO did not use this language exnotly, but this wus the substance of it, us I under stood the thing. As I rode along behind that negro, I was thinking my father would do me the sumo way. As wo cuine near the houso, I did not boo iny father come running up the road. We got to the gate, I got down, but still |1 saw no demonstrations. Aslonterod tho houso the family wore at dinner. My futhor looked up, and as ho did so remarked*: “Young ' man, you have got baok, I see. I will settle with you after dinner.” I knew what that meant; I hud hoard nr be fore. Then I boguu to tell him what Unole Jesse had told me. My fathoi said that it was very true, but Him and tho old fellow who Undo Jesse told mo about were two differed persons, and looked at things in it different light. He said he would certainly fall upon ino, but I would do the weeping. Ho,' picking up u leather strap and taking me by the hand, ho led me ou t behind the smoke house, whore ho fell upon me, and 1 did the-weeping. * Aunt Betsy Attends tlie Mass Meeting; ' ( Your Aunt Betsey is a queer olds soul. She hear in of the muss meotiri, und that everybody was invited, do-; cidod she was included in that num bor, and she attended. YoUr uurii is very religiously inclined, punctual ly attends all the big inoetins, fai and neap, and believes that all moet- ins are for devotional purposos. Early in tho morniiig of tno 6th slip put herself inside of her big Mothdv Hubbard, gave Jaoob particular cliargo of homo affairs, and, ill jsom pany with a young man left f6r the mass meetin. The morning win- threatening, dark clouds floated lazily before old Hoi, and thp low mlitterings of distailb thunder wore ominous of tho stormy day ahead of your aunt. The mighty rain had fallen on the earth; the little streams were swollen to overflowing add madly eurgod on to the Oconoo, ill- creasing its grand and' majestic vol ume. The pleasant company of tho young man relieved the tedium of tho way, and your aunt arrives iu good condition at the scene bf tiftV mass meeting. Tho first thing noticed by your aunt was the ladies, very conspicuous by their absence; only one group was soon, und your aunt knew they wore not pure bloods cause thoir bangs would hot stick close to thoir foreheads, was your aunt in u regular Ham Jones male mcotin “for men only?” At 12 H. “sharp” tho preacher appeared on a table in front of tho big courthouse with more tliuu six hundred hungry eyes staring at him* He was a tall lean man with keen black oyoa, but, pshaw! lie couldn’t preach worth a cent, and Hie poo- pluright away divided into two sides, your aunt saw right then und that* would be trouble. Tho big si le bOUowod for Under, and tho little sido roared like thunder for Ureun. Now that first preiiohur was badly bothered. Ho could not r.jde ran high, but mything to come near mootin'. It seems the tell which man was entitled to tho tablo, and, would yon believe it, sonic good old sinners got right up on the tablo with the preacher to help him out of his dilemma. It was a predion men t for any man to be in 1 —the most men were on the big side, but that little sido could make tho biggest fuss. The preacher proved equal to the emergenoy. He made them divide, “as a shepherd separates his sheep from his goats” so divided he them. ,., The big side wont to the right (being right) and thqlittle sido to tho left. Thon that fussy little, side still declared to bo the big sido. But tho preacher would not listen to that little side; iio actually made thorn form and march like poldiera till all were counted. Then ho put the right man on tiio table, but he ooiild not prouoli any bet tor than the first one. A strong, fat follow in the orowd, seoing this decided to try his hand f Ho did some better sajT- ine* something ubouttlip Lord seed ing rain, etc. Now, “Undo Spy,” from tho little side; seeing this fat fellow from the big side was allowed to spoak in rnutin rushed up to tho tablo wilh proaoher No 2; atid wav ing his tall beaver, did vociforously proclaim, follow-citizens! and subsi ded ingloriously. /Here, ut this cris is in the meetin, your aunt would gladly call to her uid tho pun of. a ready wntor. The soono boggars description. “Confusion .worse con founded reigned.’;’ Pandemonium broke forth on tho unoffending hum- let^ men squalled, yollod, hurrahed, frpthed, foamed and swoutod, Your Aunt stood firm in her stockingB, saying the like had never been soon before in meetin. Good brother Love- till stopped up and said, no never, my sister, and high nbovo tho din rang the echo, no never. Your mint, you know, is a gooid metiioclist. and has boon in somo rousing mootins when the emotional '' v ' Mi; ‘ she never saw this mass ■JL not get tlie right man and could not igroo on anything. Homo called for Gordon, the big side called for Ba- oon, and, the littlo side seemed de termined to have primary. Now as die first two men are pretty well known, your atiht thinks that broth- jr Primary ought to have been al lowed to introduce hitneolf, bdt it was whispered about thut he was i tricky fellow, and die 1 was not treat with common respect. But brother primary should not feel aggrieved for there wore half ; a dd?en othor preachers; whojomumos ivore note veil nailed. One good baptist preaOheh .jliinbod up on the table, full to the top, hOilookod over tho tumultuous ei’Qivdfc/his! face was solemn, then pale; rigld and stum; lie collapsed suddenly. And that methodist preacher with Ins pompous ways was trying to do something he did 1 not know; what. Ho wouid bustle over to the little, side when some loyal fellow would pike him, and back, lie wpuld hurry to the, big side., Ho was like Bill’s old cow, darn hiin» liO was tin both sides. Old shouting Joe Was in Ins glory, trying to draw thorn from the little side over to the jbigsido, He charged but d'd not swoon flway cause thoro was nary woman thoro to hold his head ana fail his heated brow. But Joe was right, he know that people ought nob r/j stand on the loft hand. Your aupt did .not enjoy the mass nieotin’much, felt ill at ease all tho time, ami decided theie whs not muoli religion in such meetings. Jlor,great lover for big.meetings lead her once iuto the wrong pew. , Your aunt fpund no congenial oonipuny. f’lie baptist pastor was not in tho meeting -lie gave it u couple of res- pootfnl go by’s. Tho mvthodist pastor was not soon during the meetin. 5 Wus he taking care of the sisters? Aunt Betsy will stay away Loovvhon the next call is inudo. Sho will re main at home with Jacob and take euro of baby ami tho goslings. That young man fools liko ho will stay away too. Iio Win on the littlo side and fell Hint l.e lirnl been badly Heat- all right, and was regularly in for anothui nmBs moot in, Youit Aim Ubtsv.

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The Dublin post. (Dublin, Ga.) 1878-1894, July 21, 1886, Image 1