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1 v k 3*!-! WBc ; H **.<»'v«n*i •>vi 1 illt'ew 1u»tl ,’S6tl :• : VOLUME IX IT Professional Cards. F. WILLIAMS, BHMI 3Ha„. .. B§P~0rtice at Mis Residence. m Simms’ Building. First door below the .Court House. apr2tw’86,ijr. Q t r f<r • " Stir £ ^ iWwtf *©fl APTH • PRACTITIONER, condor'*> aMBm pALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL VJ hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. . » ; . : * ■ F7^i24: 7^n. ij a htiViiUu. ... ; S 'J \ C Dr. T. A. WOOD, COOL SPHINOS, QA. QALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. mch24,tf. . J Ps- y.l. Lovett. P. M. JOHNSON, /PRACTITIONER, V Georgia. QALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL hours. Day and Night. mch25 tf. Dr. J. L. LINDER, [SIX MIL s NORTH OP DUBLIN.] . i : ii ■■ • • OFFERS, liis .services to the public at large. Calls promptly attended to, day or esidt uigut. Office at residence, aug 20, ^ ^ ' CHARLES HICKS, M. D., PRACTITIONER. - Georgia. • jc20, ly HUNTED BY A CALIFORNIA *.«■& l Thdfltui was fast' noaring-tho sum mits of the Yellow Coast Rango, and id a"few minutes the sudden transi tion from daylight to darkness pe on liar to semi-tropical Southern T/HlTforliyt would take plade. Our little; paity^lmd jtisb reached the top of the first of thej series of foot hills t|iat skirt the \yfestern slope of the Sierra Nevada, and were urg ing: ont tirdd tnustadga forward, in hope of reaching the Twin Lakes before night overtook us, when tray cl alpng the narrow path would ,.be dangerous. Already we could hear the oroak ing ,<}f fapgs and .the noisy quacking of water fowls setting down for night of luxury among the reeds and celery, and were cheerod by the re flection tiikt witiiiii a few fliinutes we would be stretched upon our blankets around the cam pi Are; en joying the consolation of pipes and cigarettes, while Pedro spjtted the vensjon stfeakk, amp prepared coffee ana hoecaW"' ' ' As we descended the gentle slope that led down to the singular ponds on the mountain top, bending low on our horses’ necks to avoid being dragged out of onr scddles by the branches of tangled manzania, we were startled by a pistol shot a short distance down the trail we;had just DR. C. F. GREEN, 1 » PRACTITIONER. 'Dublin, - Georgia. -iALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL fL^hours. O bstetrics a specialty. Office Residence ' T. L. GRINER, ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR AT LAW, Dublin - Georgia. may 21 tf. FELDER & SANDERS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Dublin. - • Georgia. Will practice in the courts of tbe Oco- pee, 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, l885.-6m. HAVE YOU TAKEN THE ATLANTA CONSTITUTION 1886 ? If not. lay this paper down and send for it right now*. If you want it every day; send for the Daily, ,whicli costs $10.00 a year, or $8.00 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 fdf Clubs of Five. "" n STITUTI0N is the Cheapest! Biggest and Best Paper Printed in America! 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, pi ore fun than the humorous papers—be sides all the news, and Bill Arp's and Betdy Hamilton’s Letters, Uncle Remus’s Sketch es! t comes i TALALAGE’S.^ERJIONS. Css 2 Gents a Week/ /once week—takes a whole week oread itl You can’t well form or keep house with out it! Write your name on a postal card, ad dress it to ub, and wc will send you Speci men Copy Fukk: Address THE CONSTITUTION. My whole plantation, containing 210 Acres of land one Dwelling,- two tonnment houses, and good Barn and Suibles, ulso good well of water. Terms eusv. Applv to • W..T. Smith, Dublin, (in.' May 19,’SC If. travelled, and immediately after ward heard a terrible clattering as if a^horpqman were approaching al break-neck speed. Those were dangorous times, for Vasquez, the bandit, was still at .:'..iiAlgS» -A0dUy5ej^roLobiiHty that a be lated traveller was flying from some of the Mexican marauders caused every man-in oni* little party to grasp his rtnolveiv.ftiid Jacein the dilec tion from u.bich the horseman ; was approaching. . The next instant he burst upon us, the most abject picture of terror, I have ever seen: “Save mb, Senora! Save me!” he shrieked,'its. dashing into the nmn- zanita yjbiqket, ho reined in his horse. The. new-customer was a long haired, swarthy, squat Mexican sheep-herder, who rode a shaggy little mustang, and whose doilies were ragged and dirty beyonfl de scription. The first man to recover from sur prise was Ben Sutro, and he growled out: “Save you from whai ?” ip tioi exactly a pleasant tone, for Mexicans wore not the sort of persons iye hunkered after saving just at that time. “The lion, Senors, the Ron I” gasped the Greaser, glancing neiv vously around. “The lion? ‘ s What in the name of your two hundred saints do yon mean?” demanded Satro. who began to think the Mexicau had been in dulging too ireely in “sheep-herders’ delight,” as the abominable native whiskey is called. “Santa Marir!” gasped the still- frightened limn. “Do I not hord Senor Romero’s sheep on the Blue Ridge, and on Senor McCracken’s ranche? And did | not, on the trail back thee, come fuco to face with old Diavolo, the liou who has killed a score of my sheop; and followed my trail more than once? Ilo was crawling along your trail, nosing the ground like u.dog, when I came suddenly around, the boulder. He turned on me fiercely, lashing his long tail and crouched to spring. Jt was then I fired, and he bounded in the air and clawed up the perpen dicnlar.wull of the earth like a cat, and I spurred on. -I know it was old Diavolo by his mangled car. All tho Vaqueros know him, and he has been shot at a score of times. More than ii«rr*boert her(hM- has he killed in the night. (Wr.mibu! but 1 Imd a narrow csr-npo!” $ ' /SEI^ 1 Pedro, our CHn*p Fervont, himiejf a Mexican, plaw.Y showed his timid ity, mid insist >1 the lion fol low thoscontof his; victim for days, DUBLIN,'GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, -I-— = ----7g=F NUMBER XI. until, finally,.he caught himi as: rolled up in his blankets, br was enabled to pounce upon him from tho branches of a tree. So it was decided that wo shonli dismount, make camp, and got sup pe^r, after which we were to start out to find the treacherous brute that was tracking us. Our party consisted of five. Oolo nel .Ben Sutro, a grizzled old Forty- uiner,.was our guide and motitor He had been hunting deer and griz zlies in theso mountains for years and was familiar with every rod of the cquntrv. Tjieutehfint Mason was a young West Pointer, on his' way to join the first command at Fort Mohave, and had gladly availed himself of tho chance for a week’s sport. Bob Murray, Pedro, thejeook, and myself completed the, party. Bob and I were hewspftpor men, who had just got through'a rough campaign in, the Model Indian war, where we lin'd boon as correspondents for otii papers in the East. m - • It wus not long before tho camp fire was crackling cheerfully, casting a glow over the bosom of tho black pool that lay almost hidden in the gloom, while the fragrant coffee simmered in the black kettle, and tho juicy steaks, done to a turn, lay in an inviting heap on a tin plate. * I confc&s I vviis not ambitious for adventure that night. We hud rid den over sixty miles that day, and I was suffering some from rheumatism contracted during the late campaign. So after supper I begged off, and the others good-naturedly agreed to leave me in charge of the camp. SutrOj Mason and Murray carefully inspected their weapons, while Ped ro and Jose picketed tho animals securely, and when all wero ready rhe oolonel disposed of liis force as expe rience dictated, : Ranchers who uio familiar with the habits of the tawny, treacherous brute know that the California lion is a great coward by daylight, running from an unarmed man, unless driven to desperatson by hunger or enraged by a wound. But at night he is a very different iinimal. Stealthily crawling along the trail of his intended victim, lie will attuck any man or beast that crosses his path. He will crouch upon the limb of a tree and drop upon his prey with the suddenness of it thunderbolt, and his blow Is as terrible as that of the tiger, which, indeed, lib resembles more than his Asiatic namesake. In reality a California liou is a hiigo leopard with the color of a lion and tjje, strength mf .a tiger. , . - .'“Now, hoys,” remarked Sutro, as ho buckled his belt full of cartridges arb'und him, “thecritter is bound to sneak towards camp before morning. The Greaser didn’t hit him, only scared him, and probably Bent him streakiug bade over the hills a coup- leof miles; but he will,return. Pedro, yon get up into that spice tree at the edge of the manzabita thicket, and, jj’your eye on* the path. If old DiavoJIo gives us the slip, let* him have it as he passes under you. Now, Josie, you know these hMIs by night as well as by day. Load us m the direction thp hl*ast took after you ^red ^it him; tlie moon; will be; up in half an hour, and we caii see very well. \Ve will post Murray on the trail down by the creek in the canon.. .7“ ; .p *mi.^ ■ ; v / ; So saying Sutro led the way, fol lowed closely by tho others, in Indian file, and I was left alone. It was early in the full, yet the night air was chilly; so I heaped some more fuel upon the fire, and set the coffee-pot where it would keep hot until the return of the hunteis; for know they would relish a draught of tho cheering beverage after thoir tramp. I'lieii, using my saddle for a pillow I rolled myself in blunkets, and lay down with my feet lo the fire. ning brightly, r a fong tune gazing at tho tiny worlds above mo, and listen ing to the croak iug of the frogs. I did not intdiid to go to sleQp,, but gradually my boiises loft, and I was in the land of drcumfL - H ibEid J^ne-4hovy long 1 do not know—when I was iiwakoh- ed by a sharp pain in my left.arm» and at’the sarie was aware that I was beings turned, over. My natural impulso was to yeli and spring to niy feet, but sonvetliing restrainod me. Had I |nioved : 1 Blioukl not now be here to teU’ this tale. I immediately gained possess ion of my faculties, and although wrapped head and ears in my blank ets,. I distinctly hetird : a purring sound, as though a great cat were standing over me. Tho memory of Jose’s encounter with the lion flasl^fl. upon me. Tiie next instant all doubt was removed, for the;sharp claws agaitV piereeU \ my side, und II wus rolled over like a log; I dare- notj cry -out for help, for,I knew vtlmt the slight- Finovvomont, tlio loiist sign of life: Tho stars est. what brief would be instaftt death. Oh! agony 1 suffered in those few moments 1 Pe'.’spiration started from ovory poro in my body. My board stood still. I was frozen with lioirpr. Each instant I expected,.to fool the cr.iiel fangs fasten upon my throat. L'lie muzzle of tho brute pressed me ho sniffed at tlio blaukot. It as seemed as if wholq hours were being consumed. 1 two gunshots in quick succession, and several shouts. I Kfiew that my conVradee had re turned, and had just strength enough to paddlo to ; the shore and drag myself out upon the blink. When I regained consciousness I was. fyuig upon a oouoh of blankets, surrounded by tho boys, and tho colonol Wild holding liis flask to my lips. ' • , “It’s all right, old mKu,” said Sutro. “You hud a pretty close call, till along of tlitit / infernal i^edro. ,\Vto missed the lion and iio got be tween its and tho camp oh the trail. ‘‘That blasted Moxioah fjill asleep in his perch in the spice tpec, and- lot old Diavolo stoivl lipbn you. IFhen you bunged your gun off it scaredl}\m so that,he toll ofl the limb and cracked a 1 tfou'plo of hja ribs— .mid 1 ,ptty it was nqt his black- neck. '■ -■/i “'We heard t he sltqli’ .'as wo were t Si tlio. R’liave hotli barrels q t f^fiig$;of i; 6ing8, und rod Wliat was I lo do? If my com nules did not return, the lion wus suro soon to tire of toying with the inanimate rql) of blankets, and tear them into shreds. Already niy side was'frightfully nianglea by the sharp claws, 1 and I suffered .dreadfully. One’s senses are sharpened by per il. I revolved a dozen schemes in my mind while I lay upon my face, scarcely daring to breathe. Suddenly a desperute ruse suggest ed itself. Tlje pond, deep and black, lay but a few foot from the lire, which now must be dead, or tho lion would never have approached. Tho bank shelved to the water’s edge. It wus a life or death risk, but I deter mined to attempt to roll in the. wa ter. Once in the deep watorof tho lake, I knew 1 should be safe, for all the cat tribe are afraid of wotting, their feet. thoso iblo movement tho mo with a But how Jo escape claws. At the first lion would be upon bound. Hal , I had my revolver in its holster at my Bide, and my hand wa 8 near it. Slowly with an.imporceptitilo mo tion, I slipped my hand around un- lil I grasped the hilt. I dared nob draw the weapon. It wus a self cocking revolver, and I knew that if I could fire it the report would so startle tho beast tliab I might roll into the lake before ho recovered from his panic. At any rate, I would make the attempt. ' My finger wus upon the trigger, and felt it yield just as tlio ponder- ous.-paw again landed upon iny side direel 1 y ovor the holster. - 'l’here was qpt an instant to lbsc. With h jerk I thrdw the muzzle! of the weapon, still in the holster, as inearly as I could’ in a lino with where I judged tho beasts body to be and pulled. Thoro was a shgrp report, and a terrific scream, thut froze tho mai;rpw in my bones; but I retained,Hiiflioient sense to roll over and over, and fall plump into tho lake. I sank down, and down, liko an animated crow bar. The wator was like ice, and I was confronted by a new peril: for tho hlankota wore wrapped so tightly around mo that I could not free myself rotilily. ’ But I struggled desperately, and succeeded in lowering my arms. As I came gasping lo tliesurfaco I heard and it fa'll back at iny feet in n heap. It was old Diavolo, suro euoiigh, and tho bigges lion I over set eyes on. He will inoasiifc ton foot from tip lo tip, and must weigh five ii pounds,” 1 grasped Ron’s hand gratefully, and thou shook Hands with each of tho other fellows. Healing a groan, I turned my eyes in that direction, . aivd saw the' wretched. Mexican lying pn the •lying pn OH 1 lie’ll do, said Sutro ankwerilig niy unformed question. ; Orfly a uostiqn. ^ t nple on ribs and a shaking up. Wo will send him back to San Jose with Jose to-.mbi’rb'w. •“ ‘The fi e was blazing again, and Joso was linsily engaged in preparing a decoction of hrnised ai omalic leaves with which lie speedily bound up my wounds. The Mexicans anti Cali fornia Indians an skillful with herbs, and Jose’s pbuLtioos gave me instant relief. We examinod tho carcass of the old lion on tho following morning, and found it pretty well riddjo'd with the colonel’s slugs. Thoro woro a dozen spars of bullets tho old fellow had carried away with him ii| for mer years, .and ;;.in-tthe forepaw wo Erom ver. rovol ■ • hiti!; estrength'Pf|thiH £:;cli\imed , and thl others allowed niy claim, in defere;ico to my disabled 1 ■ i:,.: ir j.. m> 1-1 coh^iti^ij. 1 :' I succooded to Pedro’s dignitios as epok dul’ing t)ie, remainder of our stay in the liii'ls, fdi* J was too much used up to mo ve abut)I. As I writo this acdbtint of the most, thrilling event of my life; my feet rest upon old Diavplo’s j pelt! stretched out in front of my fire place. We aVe old friends now.-r- iiarry Liftchild, in N. ,Y. Ledger. k'T " ‘ VVl 1 G AltpE^f—To the lookor-on, noth ing abont country life gPHorally seem muon stranger than the sipali num ber,of good gardens to bo found on farms. It may. thorofbro, do some good to let I lie Couiitry Gentloman toil how to sot about gurdenihg on the farm. Tho fir^t Step, it seouis, is to “provide iq Reason plenty of hm- i»orq/j> Lot it he thoroughly inter- mixpd-wiiUithftSQil. .Artwugoforall tho horso Pnltivatib.ii praoticablo, Avoid the cominOri’ ihislilko of.occu* jiyiiig moire i ' : grdtitlH ! 'tSniln you Pan: keep In perfect condition.Having complete natural or artificial druin- agc. Ncwnan is anothor Georgia town which must bo mentioned as being alive to its opportunities: Just now (heroitro buildings in construction which will dost not loss than $100,000. Tho people, nro building tasty rcsi* delicti as well us substantial business houses. This is still another town that prohibition has not injured. Our.Neighbor* tlio Mosquito. .'.This is seasondn which it bohoovos evPry mun to look Well ; to tho tubs, buckets and gutters about his place, lest they retain.iwftter too long and thus breed mosquitoes. -'Contrary to popular beliefa-theso little musical 8ummorlin'gs ."are bov wafted in by breezes from distant ponds and la goons, but live und eventually perish in the.ntMghb0vliOod.of t.hciv breeding place. A titbj ofi water left standing too long,’.it house gutter that has m t enough slant; oVeaa vase of flowers, will send fpntlv,enough of ;those pests to .sot. ia dozen families kicking, scratching fin/l swearing for a week. A carefu| 8tudy of tho mosquito for of 1 years'has fiespaled several interesting facta relaliypito his habits und oarpe.r.)• In .tlhe-flrst place it is ul- wivys : the ,iioighbv»rtB carelessness that giyes.him a ohauce tp quit hia harm less ,wiggletail exigence *t|\d become a ferocious blppd ancHpi’- Everybody will testify i there are several Species. There istho small cor\\papt oppratorthattcomos through tho open window singing high ful- setto, steers dirpct fpr the bavk of the sleeper’s hand and. drives his gauge to the socket the first whack. Then, there is the sociable mosquito that lives undpr tind behind themed wills a voioo like the hum of a telegraph wire, that waits,, qntiL aR is quiet oreops ,gingor|y pp ovpr tho foot board quji i bHp§ii..lW ^PQbpn. the edgo. One bitpiJvill.fnmish^upugU sciatoh- iug .to, last .full grown, man eight This safn0 fello\y» however,, dops not objoot to. tnippihg; tho edge- .tf, tlia cl.innm.’u imnil if i t.. llUllda OUtf 1 ' qft.the ^\eeppr f s band if i;t t hangs outf 1 ’ of bod. I t is ppm-monly pupposed thatv ,tho sides, pf thq hands and feet are - ohosen be.oaii.se the biteihurjs worse.. The faot is,, however, that’ the palms and soles aro tough and the ; back is huiyy, apd a knowledge pf this is burn, with every iudiyidiiul mosquito. Then ooinos the famous day mosquito a long, lank cadaverous specklo-sided brute, absolutely devoid of tact ond diBqorumpiit. He it is that in broad daylight oalmly settlos- On your knnokles and^oos to work as if ho* was conferring a favor upon you. To. kill onp of thoso requires a good oye, steady nerves, lig|i,tiling like rapidity of. ; tnoyemen,t and years: : of. practice. Those ooi, r diet the scienUflo theory, that mosquitoes live only twenty-four hours. There are mem living who Will swear that the day. variety* will exist and keep busyihalf the* winter. A fortune ip in store fpr the man who wRl .invent a defense against the ,mpsquiU) that will not sweat tho beneficiary tp death* Such i> a cpu- tnvance wqujd work a reytdution in nien’s dispositions, for: it is obvious that lie who, fights tho midnight pest . ip not helped thereby in his efforts to bo an amiable citizen. It is on record also.that the first mention of tho mos quito occurs ttbQut'tim.Q that'philoso phy as an occupation became nnfash- Maeon Telegraph. ..j .:.m J i LED JBY INDIANS. San FiiANo;.soo, August 16—A Chronicle special says a courier arriveii at Fort Huacliupa with dis- iiatchbs Trom Lioute.umt Richards, dated Baquchj, Mox., August 13, in whioh ho says that James II. Kirk arid five other ranchmen, wlip , woro •IhIJ uoaday by a band of Indians in Santa Rosa canon. Two of Kirfc’s party were killed by the;,first volieyrA (Jospcrato ,ficj}t ensued, in wliiclianother ranchmqn was killed* arid two woundbfT. Thp immos of tlio kiiw John 6: ,BH» Thompson and B. Hatcher. Tlio wpiinoea arc Floyd and McLean. Thoro wero olpvon Indiuns ip tho band. / .A,. [uu^Urui 7r'*7, t< K H is a strange coincidence that Lincoln and Jeff Davis .should Imvo been boro in contiguous Kentucky counties, and that Jeff Davis, when a young Tldulphant In. the army, nd- ininiitored tho oath of ullegiance, for for tho first timo, to young Ale Lincoln, hound for tho Black Hawk war.