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VOLUME IX
DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 4. 1886
NUMBER VIII.
Professional ards.
Dr. T. F. WILLIAMS,
rpaprasTTisT.
tdf’Olltce at Mis Residence.-^
Simms* Building. First door
below the Court House.
apr21.’86,ly.
Dr. . P. HOLMES,
FRA TITIONER,
CONDOR, - - - GEORGIA.
ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALE
V ho
hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office
Residence.
mch24, 7m.
Dr. T. A.
CO~L SPRINGS, GA.
C ^ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office
Residence.
mch24, tf.
Dr. P. M. JOHNSON,
... PRACTITIONER, _
Lovett,
Georgia.
Y^ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
K.J hours. Day and Night.
mch25 tf.
Dr. J. L.
[SIX SCIIi 8 NORTH OF DUBLIN.]
OFFERS his services to the public at
large. Calls promptly attended to, day or
night. Office at residence.
aug20, ’84 ly.
CHARLES KICKS, M. D.,
PRACTITIONER.
Dublin; • Georgia.
je20, ly
DR. C. F. GREEN,
PRACTITIONER!- t
Dublin, • Georgia.
^ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
Obstetrics a specialty. Office
Ohours.
Residence
A TRAMP’S ROMANCE.
T. L. CRINER,
ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR
AT LAW,
Dublin - Georgia.
may 21 tf.
FELDER A SANDERS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Dublin, - - Georgia,
•Will practice' in tbe courts of the Oco
nee, Ocmulgee and Middle circuits, ap.d
the Supremo court of Georgia, and elsc-
by special contract.
where
Will negotiate loans on improved farm'
ing lands.
Feb. 18th, 1885.-6m.
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A. A. TIIOMA8, Attorney at-Law, Wash-
gton, D 0
A month ago I was a tramp. Now
I am rioh.. i But my wealth has not
tamed my head. There is nothing
mean about' me, and, consequently,
1 am even going to give away the
manner in which I acquired my for
tune. That is easier than giving
away the fortune itself. When I get
ready to do that 1 will let yon
know.
•One of my favorite haunts as a
tramp was a Quaker neighborhood
in Pennsylvania, near the line of the
Pennsylvania RaTroud.’ The peoplo
were benevolent, the coffee hoc, the
meals square, and the dog genial in
his disposition. The railroad had a
siding of several hundred yards in
length, and on this it frequently left
trains of oil cars to cool off. As I
lay in the ditoh parallel to this
siding on abeantifal, Indian-summer,
November day—the kind of a day
when the pampered darling of the
city catches puentttonia by stopping
on a street-corner to talk while he is
in a perspiration aud two breezes
Are intersecting each other—I evolved
a scheme of wealth.
Above me loomed an Oil tank, and
crude oil was triokling from a leak
in the bottom. I thought about oil
and I remembered the marvellous
stories of real estate booms in the oil.
couutry which 1 used to read
wheu I was a proof-reader,
and did my meditating on a
bench in a beer saloon. Of late
years my reading had .been confined
to the exchanges whieh I begged at
country newspaper offices for use as
underclothing and blankets. In one
of these I had noticed that a few
cranks were boring for oil in the very
county wherein I was then reposing.
Geologists said there was no oil in
this county; but they knew better,
and so did I. There was oil in those
tanks along that siding.
Gonldn’t I, by hook or by crook,
make an underground pipe line
that would reach a duck-pond in
some farm near that siding? Then
couldn’t I tap one of those tanks and
run some of the oil into that pipe
line; discover the presence of the oil
in the duck-pond, and make a stake
from somebody or other as a re
ward? I concluded that I could.
Just then I wanted to spell it steak,
but I didn’t see any prospect of
making-it any quicker on that ao-
count.
Nextrflav the local paper of the
nearest empty village published a
paragraph . telling how Deacon
Squeezerent’s empty house on Love
street had been broken into and
robbed of all the gas pipe it contained.
The pipe wassuireptitiously removed
to the neighborhood of tlie siding
and covered with dirt, just where the
railroad company was grading for
an extension thereof. The fresh
dirts thereaoouts enabled me to
make excavations in the direction of
the duck-pone on the other side of
the rising ground, into which the
siding had been cut, without attract
ing atteuciou or exciting suspicion.
I burrowed a long hole through
that miserable hill, and laid the gas
pipe in it, splicing it in the most in
formal and unfashionabtb manner by
means of old tin clippings and melt
ed lead. It ran sqnarely into the
duck pond. All I now needed was
to tap the tank and run the oil into
the gas pipe in order to produce my
“indications.” But before doing
this I must look after our financial
interests in the matter.
I sneaked into town in the dusk
of the evening, and found tbe lead
ing-citizens, just beginning to get
drank for the night. One of them
I knew well by name and sight, and
from his backyard I had often borne
away cold victuals. I was fortunate
enough to meet him staggering along
a little off.
“Good evening, Mr. Snooks,said
I, “how have you been this foil,
sir?”
“Who—-bio—are you?” inquired
Snooks.
“Why, I worked for you on your
farm last summer.” This was a lie
in all respects save the fabts implied,
that Snooks had a farm, and that
work was done on it last summer by
some base slaves of capitftl or oth
er.
“Ha—hie—-I remember you uow,”
said Snooks, who is thinking of
ruuning for the legislature next
fall, and never admits that he does
remember. “Anything new.”
“Nothing, sir, except that I made
an interesting little discovery yes
terday.”
“What is it?”
(t (fW n . I whispored in this ear.
Snooks became exorted. “Oil!
Where? where?”
I calmed his perturbed spirit,
giving him to understand that the
seoret would be his on his proper
recognition of my rights in iho
premises. We diokored for* some
minutes, but I finally agreed to sell
him the secret for a thousand doll
ars. clean cash, immediately deliver
ed. I got tbe cash that night, and
made an appointment to take Snooks
to the duox-pond on the following
day at. noon. He kicked a little ac
giving the money before looking at
the indications, but I consented to
deposit it with a well-known saloon
keeper until he should be satisfied
that oil was really there. That
night I jimmied a hole in the oil
tahk and connected it with the gas-
pipe by a piece of garden-hose. In
the morning the duck-poud looked
very oily. Before the morning,
however, the oil-train moved off,
carrying ono empty tank toward a
deluded refinery.
Early that morning I put in an
appearance at the front gate of the
farmer on whose land the duck-pond
stood. My uncle in San Francisco
had died and left me some mouev,
and I wanted to buy a patch of
ground and to go farming. Would
bo sell me the irregularly bounded
and swampy lot near the railroad
siding? He was utterly unsuspicious
He would. But ho knocked day
light through my thousand dollars.
1 had barely enough left to buy a
suit of olothes after paying, him, or
rather I would have barely enough
left, for the money was still in the
saloon-keeper’s hands. The farmer
was to meet me in town at two
o’clock and get the money for the
land.
Snooks has made and lost money
at Petroleum Centre, Pa., and knew
oil when he saw it. He was de
lighted with the looks of the duck
pond, and must go over and see the
owner of tho land without delay. I
told him where tho farmer lived,
and got him to give me a written
order on the saloon-keeper for my
thousand dollars. Then I went to
town to see the man whom Snooks
went to the farm house to see.
It is needless to say that I saw
him first. He introduced me to his
lawyer and conveyancor, and I at
once appointed the latter my con
veyancer too. Then the old farmer
who had sold me the duck-pond lot
went home. After be had gone I
instructed the conveyancer to sell
my lot for whatever it would
bring between $10,000 and $20,000.
I bolted to town, leaving my ad
dress (confidential) with the convey
ancer. The next day I get a tele
gram from him, reading: “Lot sold
to Snooks for $15,000.
i am dot a V .nderbilt, but, com
paratively speaking, I am rich. It
is needless to say that I worship
Snooks—from a distance—Tid
Bits
There is a orazy man in Buffalo
who imagines he is an umpire. Aud
there are lots of base ball players
who imagine their umpire is a crazy
man.—Pittsburg Chronicle.
There are little, sweet, pretty and
green oases all the way through the
desert of life, but the fat mau who
breaks a suspender on a hot day
when running to eatoh a train
doesn’t think of tills.—*Boston Cou
rier.
Romance aud Reality.
If in the spring a young man’s fancy
lightly turns to thoughts of ^love such
thoughts become very serious during
the summer. American girls never
look more lovely thau at the sea
side or in the country during thjs
out-of-town season. Nature makes
a most appropriate baok-grou ad
for their natural oharms. The light
.tobes in *yhiph they attire them
selves give an almost etheroal char
acter to their beauty.' In the excur
sions on the lako or river, through
shady woods or up long, dusty roads,
they are-at their best, happy thorn-
selves, and anxious to make their
cavaliers happy, and yet with that
femiuine dependence whioh is w<R
man’s greatest attraction to a manly
man. To see them is to fall in love
with them. To fall in love with
them is to begin a blissful rotnanoe,
to whioh the sweet summer nightd,
the twiukliug stars, the pale moon
lend their poetry. Bub after the ro
mance of making love comes tlie
reality of matrimony, and this
thought gives many a young maji
grave perploxions just at pres
ent.
There are philosophers who wave
away any disoussion of the pecuniary
side of marriage. Thoy declare that
it is cowardly to count up' dollars
and cents . when a bewitehing
maiden is willing to be won. They
scorn the eareful knight who loves,
calculates • the expenses and rides
away. They assert that what is
enough for one is enough for two.
They point out that our parents and
grandparents married happily and
brought up large families upon much
less money than the young men of
the present day spend upon them
selves. There is some truth in all
this, but it is only a half truth. Tbe
bachelors who are now spending
their vacations and falling in love at
the watering places and summer re
sorts, eannot derive mueli instruct
ion or comfort from it. They could
not, if they would, imitate the econo
mies of their parents or live the lives
of their graudparonts. Every man
who loves a girl honestly desires to
marry her, but he eannot argue the
financial question upon general prin
ciples. Gan lie afford it? lias lie
or can he be reasonably sure of
making enough .money to "support
her comfortably and oreditably? If
he, or she, be worthy, the question
is easily answered; but the majority
of young men have only modorutc
incomes, and wo buvo no doubt that
some of them do really prove
their love by decliuiug to. pro
pose.
A young bachelor in New York
can live handsomely upon a couple
of thousand a year. The English
phrase is to “five like a gentleman,”
but many gentlemen in all countries
expend much less. For $10 a week
he can secure a large, elegantly-
furnished room in a fashionable lo
cality. For $3 a day ho can break
fast and dine at his olub, and have a
bottle of claret with his dinuor. For
$200 a year he can keep up his stock
of olothes, hats, shoes and other es
sentials. As a rule his game at curds
and billiards, his cigars and his hos
pitalities either pay for themselves
or are defrayad by the small wagers
upon which he ventures. He has a
margin of abont two hundred dollars
for amusements and forabsoluto luxu
ries. Being American, he expects to
earn more money next year and the
year after, or to hit upon some luoky
speculation in Wall street whieh will
enrich him. But, for the present,
his income is about a couple of
thpusand a year, and lie is perfectly
at his easo with it until he comes to
think of sharing it with a wifo.
Then bow small it saoms! How
poor he is! Why, one-half of it
would bo eaten up by the rental of a
flat aud the wages of a servant of all
work.
Bread und cheese and kisses are
all very woil In novels, hut nobody
could exist upon them us a daily
diet, No tnau who truly loves can
be satisfied to make the objeot of
his affections yrorso off by marrying
her. Ho cannot consent to have her
turn wusher-woman for his sake.
She may be ready to do bo; tho.most
sensible women promise this to
themselves while Oupid mocks them;
bnt, if he were weak enough to agree,
his wifo would ho longer bo thb dain
ty girl be now adores. Life is hard
enough at the best, without making
it harder by demanding sacrifices of
ease, of comfort, of a sooioty, of re
finement upon tho alter of Hymen.
Our girls possess common sense as
well as'heaiity, and they should ren
der the matrimonial problem less
diffioult by proving that they, too,
know tho value of monoy, and hoiv
to make the most of a little, and how
to eke out dollars by taot and taste
and skill. If young meu wore eoq-
vincod that in tnnrriago they scoured
a true helpmeet, a partner for life,
instead of a talking doll, to be pet
ted and oostumed, or a pretty bird,
to bo eaged and fed, thero would fcjo
more matrimonial tilliuncos this
summer than are likely in the pres
ent stata of the money market.
Flirtation is tho fashion, but tho old
genuine love is too expensive to be
experienced except by wealthy peo
ple.—New York Star.
A Few Fallacies.
Perhaps the formulation of a few
popular-fuliucies may not be without
interest to our readers at this, time,
even if thoy be indisposed to acoopt
the statements without some quali
fication. It is a fallacy to sup
pose: ;
That alcoholic drinks support
physical strength during exoessively
hot weather.
That pie is roully indigestible, or,
in general, that the quality of indi-
gestibility cun bo logically ullinnod
of uny articlo of iood absolutely and
apart from tlie consideration of the
digestive capacity of the particular
stomach the powers of which are to
bo tested.
That disease, in any givon ease,
consists simply in the group of sympt-
ons complained of by the patient, or
morbid signs dotootud by tho physi
cians.
That all morbid processes are
necessarily destructive in their
nuture, and are uover conservative.
Disease in certain cases may be
nature’s method of righting a wrong,
or overcoming tho effects of some
disturbing agent. A certain power
of tho eliuan$al pioturo of a disease is
therefore mado up of evtdenoes of
reaction us well as of direct morbid
action.
That, in the production of cholera
infantum, the elevation of the at.
mospherie temperature plays tho
most important part, or furnishes
the principal indication for treat
ment.
That a person is well who feels
well, and that sickness consists in
feeling sick.
That speoics can bo said to exist
in modern medicine.
That the aotuui number of years
of it man’s life bears any diroot
relation to tho conditions of the
physical frame known as senile
degeneration—Philadelphia Medical
Times.
A Young Lawyer.
There is a suburban youngster who
is evidently intended by nature fora
lawyer, if nature can be said ever to
have intended a man to be a lawyer.
He has two prayers that he says at
night—sometimes tho one and some
times tlie other. One is the * dear
old “Now I lay me,” and the other
a prayer that this boy calls “The
Good Shepherd.” The other night
hii older sister, wiio was .putting
him to bed, improved tho occusion by
giving him a little lecture on the
omnipresence and omniscience of the
Creator. “Mamiod,” said ho after a
wirle, “does God know just every
thing wo are going to do before we
do it?”. “Yes, Johnny.” “Does
he know that I am going to say ‘Now
llaymo?’” “Yes,Johnny.”" “Hal
Well, I ain’t got to say it.-I’m going
to say ‘Tho Good Shepherd?”—
Boston Record,
Tlie Country Press of Georgia.
It should bo a source 6f pride to
Georgia that in her weekly presp she
has a defender that eannot be bottght
with money or oorrnpted by guy
power or influence, says the Athens
Banner. As is a well-known*fact, in
the present gubernatorial campaign,
the flesh-pots ate all on the side of
Gen. Gordon, while to support Muj.
Bacon, tho only reward is an approv
ing consoicnoo. And yet wo point
to the faot with i pride that* by an
overwhelming majority,;-,did <>i the
woekly papers of our State turn their
backs upon the glittering offerings
ofithe Atlanta ring and are manfully
supporting a ticket front whioh there
is nothing to be gained; savo the
oonsciousnoss of ,doing your 'doty.
That tho most corrupting baits, were
held out. by the, upholdoi s of Gen.
Gordon’s oandidaoy, wo have only to
refer to the statement of that honest
tried and true man, Mr. Magi 11,
editor of the Hartwell Sun. Ho
was to fix his own price , for 5*000
pupers if he would only support the
ring candidate, bitt with thut courage
and .honor, that characterized. j him
since a boy, ho spumed the i base
proposal aiid tho name of A. O. Ba-
con still floats at the masthead of his
paper. And there is not a sheet in
Georgia so small or insignifiount but
what could have sold its support ra
tho present oontest for gold—and wo
refer with honest pride to the long
list pf weeklies that spurn such a
tempting offer und supported, the
oandidate without .a dollar .$t his
back. Wo do not charge the press
supporting Gen. Gordon has been
corrupted—far removed is any such
suspicion from our thought—but
we do assert that tliore is not a
Bacon papor in Georgia but what its
editor knew that it was to his pecun*
iary interest to support Geii. Gordon.
With such a truo and incorruptible
defoudor as her weekly press, our
people may rest assured that their
rights, their interests and their liber
ties will bo carefully guarded. A
pure press is the greatest safeguard
a oountry can have; and the news*
papers of Georgia have ceituinly, in
this cunipaign, given evident proof
of their unswerving and incorrupti
ble integrity. By this artiole we do*
do uot intend to reflect oh our daily
papers-*for they have also done their
duty manfully—but this tribute is
certainly due our rural brethren who
liuue so nobly sustained the proud
record of tho .Georgia press.
The Student. '
There aro many things that a stu
dent can bo prevailed on to do, and
a great many more that no persnsion
can get him not do. If there is
any devilment on hand the average
student can always be prevailed upon
to take a hand. If there is any pray
er meetings, rbvivuto, bf felifcibus
sorVico to be engaged, in, thestudeut
cannot bo brought near with a rope
uround his neck. The last bad act
done by tho student was on Thurs
day night. The elite of tho
Athouomm club are in tlib habit’ of
giving their friends a boat ride up
tho Oconee, and on such occasions a
wagon louded with ice cream cakes,
only 5c. a cako, watermelons and
other digestible articles is sent up
the river to await the arrival of the
bout club, und a good time is gener
ally had. The students are generally
lmrrod from tho rido und the eating.
On Thursday night they went out
aud stole the tongueout of the wag
on that carried the eatables, and
liuim it up in a troe. The wngoo
still rests on the bunks of tho Ocon
ee, und the students are laughing
over I lie joke thoy played ou the
Atiiemeu’ii club.—Athens Banner.
Some newspapor man who is ap
parently posted says: “Dana of the
New York Sun, goos to work ut
clovon o’clock, dictates his editorials
to a stenographer, quits at four
o’ulook und gets $20,000 a year.
The country editor goes to work at
seven o’clock, has his editorials dic
tated* to him by his subscribers,
Cjuits at six o’clock aud gets m