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s O T -.T VOLUME IX DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER I, 1880. NUMBER X. Professional Cards. Dr. . F, WILLIAMS, 3DEIITTXST'. ] i=§rOttice at His Reside :ce. s Jigfi Si nuns’ Building. First door below the Court House. .apr21.’86,ly. Dr. J.P.HOLMES, PRACTITIONER, CONDOR, - - GEORGIA. C NALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. Jnch24, 7m - Dr. T. A. WOOD, ZP3?ao GitiionzLex*, COOL SPUINGS, GA. QALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. mcli24, tf. Dr. P. M. JOHNSON, PRACTITIONER. Lovett, - - fleorgia. J /fi'iUJLS ATTENDED to kT all VA hours, Day nncl Night. mcu25 if. Dp. J. X,. UNDER. [srx Ittr. s NORTH OF 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. V '/ . . ' ' * ' A l. Dublin, - Georgia. je20, ly OR. G. F. GREEN, .PRACTITIONER. Dublin, Georgia. - **t ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL Arbours. Obstetrics aspecialty. Office Residence T. L. CRINER, ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR AT LAW, .Dublin - Georgia. may 21 if. FELDER & SANDERS, .... ATTORNEYS 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. WiU negotiate loans on improved farm* ing lauds. Feb. 18tli, 1885.-6m. HAVE YOU TAKEN THE ATLANTA CONSTITUTION FOR 1886? If not. lay this paper down and send for it right now. MOUNTAIN OlIARLE’S GllIZ ZLY. A TRUE STORY OF CALIFORNIA MOUN : . TAIN ltfe; 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 is the Cheapest! Biggest and Best Paper Printed in America! It l.as 12 pages chock full of news, gos fip and sketches every week. It prints mere romance than the story papers, more farm-new^ than the agricultural papers, more fup than the humorous papers—be- sides alL the news, and Bill Arp's and Betsy Hamilton’s Letters, Uncle Remus's Sketch- -AND— TALM AGE’S SERMONS. C s's 2 Cents a Week/ t comes once week—takes a whole week -o-read'-U!- You can’t well farm or keep house with out it! Write your name on a postal card, ad dress it to us, and we will send you Speci men Copy PllEE! Address THE CONSTITUTION. m stuie. My whole plantation, continuing 210 Acres of land one Dwelling, two tonaineut houses, and good Barn and Stable*, also good well of water. Terms easy. Apply ;to • * \V. T. Smith, Dublin, Ga. May 19.’80 if. The following story, taken ftom my California I note book, deals with a tragic episode in Lite life of one of the most noted Pacific coaSt charac ters. The incident is detailed us it actually occurred, and the persons and places named are real persons and reaT places. In fact, I have not attempted to embellish tlie facu as noted in my book on the evening of that exciting day. The rain dtippod monotonously through the matted branches of the giant redwoods that towered straight and branchless for a hundred feet, like so many telegraph poles, until at the tops. they fuliaged out like great umbrellas that shut out the light and made midday twilight and twilight darkness* Night'was ricit far off^ and the.scl ent n gloom in the douse redwpod'for est was particularly cheerless on this November afternoon in T87fM ^FokfJur wbeKs it had been raining iricesSantiy until the roads and trails were almost impassable, and all the creeks and rivulets in the Santa Gfuz range were swollen into roar ing torrents. Los Gatos creek, .which rushes through the Santa Cruz pass, was a miniature Niagara, and the San Jose ft, road that wound round and round among the spurs and divides like a great serpent, vvqs fetlock deep in si-tui-liquid abode mud. Bob Murray and I had travelled all day long, having urged our mus tangs from the! Las Animus raiiolie, .thirty-five miles a why 1 , to the south east in Santa Clara valley, (a very respectable day’s performance, ’con sidering t|ip condition of the roads,), and we were now worn out, wet to the skin, and hungry as labor ers. * But already wo had achieved the summit of the pass, and were spurr ing our fagged horses into a lope over the blind trail that we knew would take us by a short cut to Mountain Charlie’s lonely hermitage. A few rods further and we heard the unmistakable click of an axe, and ytt a Tod ’or t.wo more and we entered a small clearing, at the fur ther angle of which the eccentric mountaineer’s log house stood. Smoke curled hospitality from the mud and cobble chimney, and Charlie himself was. busily engaged in chopping into convenient lengths some red wood logs destined for the big fireplace. . Only two days previously, we had received a note from Charlie, which ran as follows: “Boys—0i’izzlies—r- Oome. C.” The summons, couched, as it was in Mountain Churl id’s laconic style, was as binding upon us royal man date,, and allowing no superfluous time to intervene; wo had suddlud and hastened to. what we know would be an exciting hu.it, if noth ing more, for Charlie was renowned from Shasta to Monterey for his prowess,,and many hair-breadth es capes from the savage beasts of the Sierras. “Howdye?” was the sole salutation of our strange friend, who kept on swinging the axe, making the liuge chunks fly.. We knew Mountain Carlio’s taci turn humor, aud with a friendly greeting threw ourseLes from our horses, and turned them loose to pick up u sapper of brush lops, only taking the precaution to hobble them so that they could not stray tar. “Boys,” said "Id Charlie, throw ing dowu his axe and shouldering a big log, preparatory to leading the way into, his cabin, “there's the biggest old she b’ur ’round here that Aver you sec and she’s got too pretty well grown cubs. She lot out with my <>M .log Jay aforo yesterday. alone, and ’nd bark like a yallor our when ho scented one around. Well, ho acted quecr-like just afore sun down, and rushed across tho divide yelping like all get out. ’Twarnt more titan three minutes aforo I heard a awful howl, and knew fq,. sure tho fool had cashed in. It was getting too dark to start out to track the critter, so I lot her go till morn ing. Just after the sun m, I slung my rifle over my shoulder and started out. Down by the spring I found the tracks. I knew by tho size of them that there were a ahe-b’ar and two bisr cubs. You ought to a seen them she-b’ar tracks. Biggest over I dropped onto. I knew she couldn’t go far; so I just let her go, and sent for you fellers. B’ar a niece, thinks I.” During the rainy season the taw air is penetrating, and a cherry fire is one of the comforts of mountain life. Soon we were sharing Charlie’s simple meal, devouring lingo slices of ryo braid, spread over with Oregon buttor—tho ’Forty Niiiprs’ substitute for tho dairy product-—a mixturoiof bacongravy,, flour and salt" cooked up in u frying pun.. Somehow or other Clmrle’s. bacon, beans and ryo bread always did taste more delicious than the grandest banquet within civilization-;* dtid night’s rest, wrapped in blankets in front of Charlie’s blazing wood lire, discounted a bed of down in a home of luxury. After a snatch of breakfast, we: were out in the cool gray morning, accoutred for vanishing any number of grizzlies. Tho inoesnnt down pour of the day before had given place to a murky, disagreeable mist, that gradually * penetrated our garments and made our teeth elutier. Charlie led the way,’ plunging into iho trackless forest of redwoods, and marching sturdily tihead, with his yiflc over his shoulder. A splendid specimen ' of tho mountaineer was Charlie. Tall, straight as an arrow, without an otiiioo of superfluous.flush upon him, with muscles,of iron, and nervous energy that would carry him through terrible exhaustion, where other men would give in for want of pluck. Thbn, wlmt Mountain Charlie did not know about woodcraft and bear shooliutf, was not worth talking about'. Bob and l had a plenty of experience in times past, out who'll we joined forces with this Nimrod of the Santa Cruz pass, wo Jell silently into leading strings.' Three hundred yards from the cabin we struck a trail that led across a divide, and then down into a gulch through which a creek ran hissing ahd.piming among the boulders. Keeping a sharp lookout among the rindei growth along , the creek, we moved carefully alottv the sido of ;ho gulch, climbing over the grout trunks of fallen redwood trees/ No sound save the thud of our footsteps upon tho dump ground broke the sojeuin stillness. And thus we proceeded for a . long while. “punned bar’s gone over into Wild Cat Canon; growled Charlie, becoming convinced that the grizzlies had crossed the gulch and gone over the It ill into tho next gully. Plunging down into the gulch, we crossed Hie torrent on boulders, and climbed painfully up the other side, slipping on tho- w£t earth, and shaking showers of spray over ns from the lance wood saplings we grasped tn our efforts to preserve the perpendicular. Arnved at the summit, Charlie sent us up the canon, with directions not to be rush, aud admonitions not to shoot, if wo did come up with the bears, unless certain of our distance. “That tliur old she-bar'll make it warm work for the feller as only puts a bullet into her without killing down tho hillside. Stmting in in roal earnest to track a grizzly is a serious job, for, aside frotu the fact, that these immense animals can carry off an unlimited amdur.t of lead in tho shape of bul lets,. .they are by far tho most ferocious beast in tho Sierras or Coast Range, and, when wounded, will light to tho death. Unlike the great black bear, they cannot climb, but they are surprisingly active, and, on a down grade, have been known to overtake a horse. Wo travelled up tho canon, carefully scanning every bush and boulder that might conceal anything, and lmd progressed perhaps half a mile, when we were startled by a rifle shot down tho canon. I was some distanoo behind Bob, but did not wait for him. I dashed back along tho creek, leaping logs and clearing rooks in a way Muir, would have dono credit to an ath lete. I knew Charlie had come upon one of the bears, for lie would never ••have shot at smaller game when bent on a grizzly hunt, and I have been fired. A few steps farther and 1 heard growls and the sound of snapping brush. Instinctively I knew that there whs trouble. Seizing my riflo and holding.it in front of me, ready foi instant use, I sprang forward in the direction of tho fracas. J ust on tho other sido of i ho cl urn] of tvaier-hirclioS a terrible scene pro sented itself. Oh the grotVt'ul Jay.a dead dub, end hourly over it stood Charlie,’ knife in hand, almost cjivoC od with,blood, and fully upon him; uttering fearful growls, was t.h'J old she-benr. , She was roared up on her haunch es, with her cavernoutf rod mouth almost in the mountaineoi’s faco. clawing livyny at him. while ho was endeavoring to reach u , vital spot, with tho keen, glittering knife. Twice l raised my rifle to fire, ana etldli it mo lowered if, lest J Oh j'- nevt i would learn to let b’ur hyr,” remarked Charlie, as ho stroJo | should hit my 'friend. Again I raised my rifle, and tak ing a steady 'aim at the left eiioitl dfcr, Hied. As I did so bear and man fell to tho ground, the grizzly falling over upon Charlie. Keeping a sharp lookout for the other cub. 1 hurried forward, and was horrified to find Charlie “lying as if dead, with a frightful wound on his forehead, inflicted by the sharp claws of the ponderous paw. Just as I had fired the grizzly Ibid got in a blow that had torn away it part of the .scalp and fractured ‘ the sktiilj of her antagonist. Tho hunter lay still, nod I sup posed hiru dead. Iti spitoof ail i edit Id do, I coil Id: not roll the huge carcass off poor Charjie, aud was forced to wait' tor Bob, who happily nppeazed within a couple of min utes. Bob whs horror-stricken, but wusted no time in asking questions. Together wo managed to . roll the body of the bear oil of Charlie. He presented a frightful appear ance, and at first we thought him dead,.but Bob was a bit of a doctor, aud, after a careful examination, de clared Unit there was still life. We dashed water into the poor fellow’s face, but all to no pur pose. “Np use,” moaned Bob. “Char lie has killed his last bear. But we must get him out of Lore. W’e can't catty him up these steep hill sides. You had bettor run back to the cabin and bring one of tho mus tangs. Then we can strap hint on and get him to medical iheu.” How I tore up tho sido of the mountain and across tho divide until I arrived at the clearing! Almost exhausted. 1 flung myself into the saddle and spurred the mus tang at break-neck^spoed down the sidew of iho oauotis. It was a won der 1 did not break my neck. Together ivo lifted the inanimate form of tho hunter and strapped it upon tho mustung, and then, one walking on eilhor side, ivebogau our journey home. Oil, what a long journey it seemed 1 At all risks Churlio hud to be tak en to a hospi al, for ho could not have proper attention on tho moun tain. So we hitched tho mustangs to an old wood wagon, mado a bod of blankets whereon wo deposited the injured man, and took him to Sun Jose, twenty five miles away. At the hospi tal the doctors looked grave, said Churlio had one chance iti a thousand to live, and informed us that the grizzly had carried away a piece of the frontal bonons big as a dollar, and that a portion of tin* brain lmd oozed out. But they went to work scientifically to patch their patient up. They hammered out a silver platp gnd In serted it whore, the skull was miss- mg- : For weeks Charlie hung bokwqcp, lifo and death, but at lust, ho pullofl through and wo were sqiH.fpri It was a woe-begone Churlio who sat up on his cot to receive us. His flout! was still ,bandaged and; h,is, face, neck aud! chest were seamed with terrible scars left by the wicked claws. . M ‘•I told yqu that was a tough old b’ar,” were the first words he saluted. us with. Then ho told ns the sfpry, . .r. “You see, boys,” said ho, “l gqt a glimpse at iho onh, and dropped him. 1 knew the old quo woulji bg about liiiW.’ I knew' tiiq qidp|ie would bo about, but.didu’l look foi: her clbso. Ijitst got up .to \ the cub; whon tho old one i;iz right, up frptq a clump of bushes, tijud, Which? jfn the suburbs of a quiet town in Westchester county a of our colored brother bus establ itself, and with clamming washing and general chore pu tho little clan is flourisning. are a few, morally black slidep i community, .and one of nlem] himself into a corner die- other" this manner: One of the solcctmott of thf has an .unusually fine collectio blooded, fowls, and has been much annoyed by midnight cxcii parties from the “Black Hills.” brothdlv who resembled him w fully iti person and speech, is a Game Cornmissionci*. They walking in t1\e woods last when they biune upon one oi ,bjid darltoys who was lying, c moss bed asleep, with a iiiifl' a* of quails partly concetilod u»d coat. A. .gonti^kiclc aroused him bo,sovamb\ec^J,o his feet. What* ypu got, w|mr. your jacket?^ a the toWn counQillof, vvb:lo> brother stood behind » tree yqu jfnpw tlp^ it ia tho close o seasqnfqr all game?” The coon looked around w fingered his^fyrt front np amid aiiil ■ binri^.,out: “Say, h ypu’so Jyi istah fi'ranh Smitit |okbn8.,,^fytqti’so. JMiatali S|iyj}li doy?s Trails. Which is; 'i’.lvey let l]fm ; go. behind fotehed me ono across the, sh'ntl/iq}',^;r * 10 mGftn * 1 breaking my gun short off at yjm stock. I couldn’t get my pisfqj.qiU for it was oanglii and its jt wiis )M ul!. up lull, it Wasn’t no use for mo : to jun, so I whipped out tljo knjfq.. and stood in lor a fair, boxing mutcli. : You know, t he rest. Seryes mo right for. bomg such a tarnal fool its ...t(|- go close to the cub. . A feljqr, tipyor quits learning in this bore vyo,r|d. v Honest Charlie recovered fully, and the county made,him keeper of tho toll-gate on the ,summit qf tju range. Ho wears the silver phitu, and will to his. dying day. Afid ovo ybody knows or has henrd. ol Mountain Charlie, and ihp bear that mowed away a; poryiqn...of. hi^, sktill. , Tjjbrp is astory told of'“l*: Yah tiqrcn’Mo the effect th % ontib pntcrfainc^l somo of his st,itnji?J}fehwbr»gihem an old Drf so highly deligl that he (j^iye^od a desire to “re roonte. 1 / .But when Mr. Vail Bu ascerta^nyd his definition of reel] wpujOl^V come again.—Arfl am! ‘^iv^ ^oiiraiu 1 . so you' have returned fr 'tiio scasiiorgf” chirruped n Philad phid yiVo, Vissmg her friend. “Y go,t piclt this morning.” “A ( I)bivfilidenjoy tho baMiinj “UhfiVttHhUeiy, I could not bat The first day. I urrivet! thoro ritosqin/b bit mo on the arm a made a big In m n, and you know lovoly bathing ilress was made wi shoi't ^fel-ves. ’“My. that was I bad.” ‘KYes, indeed; l was so bat disiijjpointed tfmt l cried..” H lYcjitlV G’bm Hydropliobln. i ;; OffAugust '26—A sped ,, . . - * ■ froYA ! Fdi*t r Worth, says: On t llioold hunter carries ho little . w - „ n i furm of W. K. Ganby, near rounil piece of bpup in hi^ .pqekpb and the bear’s hide was scoured and stuffed, and now graces ( ia ^museum in San Francisco.l(flchild y in N. T, Ledger. A South Gcoi't* lit Suakq Story* BlufftoD, Ga. Qprlbgfl. I ' J (f , The most wondet'ful shake .'story wo have heurd this season is reluted by Mr. Pierce Dezibr. Recently jfc : wonuinotwmereanau wassam tna Lay lost a couple of goats and was ,io virus lutd entered the systoa pie of goats and wits Unable to hear from them fn any dt- Lection. A few days slued' when Pierce was perambulading jirounil the woods he. says ho cutne across one of the largest snakes ito over saw, and was in a few feet of It before he saw it. Ho began shooting at it, and says he knows ho hit it twice without even breaking its skin. But the fourth shot soomed to have struck a tpudorspot and went through the monster, killing it ihstantiy Imagine Pierce’s snrpriso wboh he turned tho snake over with' liis foot and saw the head and horns of a billy goat protruding from tho liqli* the pistol ball ( a 48 ealibre) lmd made. With a little assistance the goat managed to extricate himsolj from this strange predicament and went scampering off through tlie woods, and at .light came up with tin- other goats, looking none the worst for his wonderful experience. 1 lie oilier missing goat has not been found, and Picrco thinks lie was ultrn in the bowels of the same huge reptile, hut had probably been there so long that ho lmd been dissolved t-i'ty, 5 A ! ugu*3t :: 8th, a rabid dog W’altor GkhfUy.Wour years old, in tl •face. 'BeVcntl of tho animal’s toot ‘dhtereu flesh in tho ohe< above the 5 bye; The little boy did n< suffer except from laceration, but tl •prti*6ntk'f6dk hi Hi at once to Dcntoi ivliMo^'fhtfabfWic was applied. ! vvbilUl iibt'iifThdi'fe and it was said th Not satisfied, the father took the bfi to MbtiflollU 1 whb'n a second;madstoi was Applied. 5 i'fcafso refused to ad he tetfrflay 5IV/ tlr6 little fellow said hi brow wits sore arid refused to eat. Hi would cry-\Vhcri : wa f or was btrwxgh near hihi, arid soon ho bee am fl an t ie. Physicians went ont from Fort Worth and exhausted theii skill, but the boy grow worse, am greenish fount issued from his moatk Ilis piteous ’ ories and ooatortio wore Simply hbnhble. A little playmato oame ko see hi yesterday and Whiter snapped at hi biting him severely in the fi Pliysioiatts fear this boy has also inuoduluted with 1 the poison. I.aa evening the Wfffbror became qa for tiwhile and slept for a riomciits.' rio’tiwoko with a tro uiik«f like ii (Dig, bent hi nearly dqiiblc gmultod his teet h|t)od and foam gushed front unittii and ho was dead. Mrs. (i •nother of the boy*, is prostrated i grief!. Iiis feared s'*.o will die fr t ho shock,