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VOLUME IX
DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 20. 1886.
NUMBER XIII.
Professional Cards.
JDr, T. F. 'WILLIAMS,
rDZEISTTIST.
^’“Office at His Beside’.ice. .Jgfl
Simms’ Building. First door
below the Court House.
opr21.’86,ly. N
Dr. J.P. HOLMES,
j PRACTITIONER,
CONDOR, - . GEORGIA.
r'vALLB ATTENDED TO AT ALL
\J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office
Residence.
mcl»24, 7m ^
hr. T. A. WOOD,
COOL SPRINGS, GA.
( 1ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office
Residence.
tnch24, tf.
Dr. P. M. JOHNSON,
PRACTITIONER,
Lovett, - - Georgia.
tALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
J Hours. Day and Night.
mchSS tf.
Dr. J. It. LINDER.
[SIX nil. B NORTH OF DUBLIN.J
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,
Jc20, ly
Georgia.
DR. C. F„. GREEN,
PRACTITIONER.
Dublin,
Georgia.
. ''t ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
A/hours. Obstetrics a specialty. Office
Residence
T, Li GRINER,
ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR
AT LAW,
Dublin - Georgia.
may 21 tf.
FELDER <& SANDERS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Dublin, - - Georgia.
Will practice in the courts of the Oco
nee, Ocmulgee aud Middle circuits, and
the Supreme court of Georgia, and else
where by special contract.
Will negotiate loans on improved farm
ing lands.
Feb. 18th. 1885.-6m.
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, May 10/80 tf.
The German professor, when he
had finished our lesson, and was
waiting for the thunder shower to
pass—for, though he had brought
his big blue umbrella, he did not
care to face the flashes of lightning
—suddenly turned to us, aud said:
“It was exactly such an evening
as this I saw Leopold—”
We looked up at him and waited.
We knew he was about to tell us a
story; he always, began in this way,
without preface.
“In my native village,’’ ho said,
“people believe that whoever will go
alone to the cathedral on a certain
midnight in summer, whiob we call
’Meeting Night,’ aud with his own
blood and a quill Dom a bird's wing,
write the name of a dead freind in
the form of a cross at the foot of the
altar, may see that frieud and speak
to him. Peaple believe this, but
very few every try the spell. When
it comes to the point, ghosts scarcely
prove satisfactory; and writing in
one’s own blood is rathor u solemn
proceeding, espeoi Uy in an empty
church at midnight.
“One man who had lost his sweet
heart did it. They said he saw her,
but he bled to death from the wound
he gave himself to get the blood,
haviug accidentally severed an ar
tery.
“When I left the town, tne cus
tom was spoken of as amongst the
things of the past. I left in haste.
I had a quarrel with my cousin Leo
pold. The quarrel was about a lady
I loved. Fritz Wagner told me
something that mado me furious,
aud I challenged Leopold on the
spot.
“We met in the great open clear
ing in the heart ot the pine woods
often used before for tho same pur
pose. It was dawn—the pink dawn
of summer. 1 can see him now,
standing, handsome and tall, in the
sweet light, bis coat off, his sword
iu his hand. He looked at me re
proachful, but not angrily. ' I was
furious. The word was given. 1
did my best to wound him. He
merely defended himself. Then he
lay on the ground at my feet, and
my second hurried me away, put my
coat on, and dragged me to where u
carriage awaited me..
“ «Go he said. ‘The quicker the
better! You have killed your Gous
in Leopold. This place will not be
safe for you.’
“The coachman drove furiously.
As for me, I was in a sort of dream.
‘Had I killed Leopold whom I loved
so?' I asked myself. Then I replied:
‘Ho deserved it. He deserved it. I
did well,’
“The next day I left Germany.
I came to America. I established
myself here. One day, in the midst
of the great throng upon Broadway
I met Fritz Wagner. He looked
like a ghost—gray, hollow-cheeked
-scarcely mere than a skeleton.
“ ‘You see it,' he said, as I glanced
at him; ‘I am dying. Ibis is my
address. Do not come until I send
for yon; but when I do, come at
one. Swear it.*
“ ‘My friend,’ I said, ‘letmecoaie
before that. Let me help you if 1
can.’
“‘No,’he said, ino;’ and turned
away.
“Three months afterward a mes
senger came to me at midnight, and
said:
•“Fritz Wagner has sent for
you.’
“ ‘Frederick,’ he said, ‘I have a
confession to make. I lied about
Therein. I was in dove with her.
Wiien I said I saw her kiss Leopold
ana all the rest it was true enough;
bot tho Leopold was her sister’s lit
tle baby, numed after your cousin.
You understood that I meant the
man. 1 took my oath to the truth
of my statement. For that, 1
am suffering the torments of the
1^^ -
“With these terrible words on his
lips, he died.
“Aud now remorse seized me. I
suffered agonies when I remembered
my true love, Therese, and my dear
cousin, Leopold. I could not rest.
I could not sleep. I could not live,
I thought. I knew nothing of the
fate of my friends in Germany, but
I resolved at last to return and seo
Therese, who, if she lived, was forty
years old, and beg her forgiveness,
and to give mvsclf up to the authori
ties as my cousin’s murderor.
This, I fancied would be an ex
planation.
“I bade adieu, as 1 believed, to
America forever, and sailed in the
next sLeamer for my native home.
“I travelled many miles over the
land to reaoh the village after leaving
the ocean. At lust I reached it late
on the right of a stormy summer
day. I walked from the. station to
the hotel, and on my way the light
ning flashed through the heavens. I
passed a tree rivon from top to root
by a recent stroke, aud suw at rav
feet a little dead .bird, killed when
the great pine was smitten.
“I stooped and laid it aside on the
mess. Af I did so a feather fell
from its broken wing, and on the in
stant it occurred to me that this very
night was the inysiio Meeting Night,
and that it was with the quill of a
bird that one wrote the name of
the spirit ouo wished to meet at the
altar’s foot. I had little faith in the
superstition; but I was in a strange
mood, and beyon dshone the windows
of the onthedrul, open day or night
to any worshiper.
I Beized the little quill. I turned
my steps toward the sacred edifice.
It was empty. I entered. The
lights burnt palely, few and far be
tween. 1 passed up the aisle, and
kneeling, took a knife from my
pocket and cut ray finger slightly;
then, having pointed tho little quill,
I dipped it in my blood ond wrote
the name of Leopold. Tho thunder
rolled overhead as I did so. The
colors of the painted windows grew
brilliant as the lightning flashed, and
then again were dim and dusky.
Suddenly I heard a voice breathe my
name—‘Frederick!’ It came from
above. I looked up. In the gallery
stood a figure all in black, save for a
white baud upon its forehead. It
had the face of Therese, but paler,
thinner. Its white hands were hers,
it stretched them out towards me, as
in greeting. It waved them in fare
well. It wus gone.
“A spirit had appeared to me—
Therese’s spirit. The she, too, was
dead. Still on my knees, powerless
to move, I awaited the mysteries of
this strange night. Again I was ac
corded a vision. Leopold stood
there—a sad, gray Leopold—but I
knew him. I uttered his name. He
answered:
“Is it Frederick?”
“‘Ghost of my frieud,’ I replied,
I have returned to make expiation.
Fritz Wagner lied to me, and so I
love, aud murdered you. I have
discovered the truth. I return to
give myself to justice. You shall bo
avenged, dear spirit. Pray for me iu
heaven aud forgive me.’
“The spirit advanced. It smiled.
It seized me by the hands with, a
warm, living clasp.
“ *1 will forgive you,* he said.
‘God knows I have forgiven; but as
vet I only hope for heaven. I am
no ghost, Frederick. You did not
kill me. I recovered in’ a 1'ttJo
while. A jealous mail is a n.ad man.
I know that. I never cease to love
yon.*
“He opened his arms. 1 tell into
them. Wo embraced.
“ ‘But Therese?’ I said, Surely
it was her spirit that I saw.’
“ *1 saw it also,’ he answered.
‘TbcrcRO is dead to tho world. She
is a nan in the oonvont closo at
baud. Af tor yon had beoD gone five
yours, 1 asked her to marry me; but
•he could love but once. When hor
mother died she took the vail. On
this Anniversary the nnna oomo to
tho cathedral to keep vigil. This is
tho night. I also come. And The
rese loads down on me and smiles.
This she esteems a sin, and oxpa-
tiates with penance; but 1 live on it
the year through. To-night she saw
only you. She forgive me. Ah,
Frederick, what folly you committed
in leaving her!’
I bowed my head in contrition,
and just at that moment there arose
from the dark gallery the soft, sweet
sound of women’s voioes, singing
without any aooompnnintent.
“Together, standing hand in hand
we listened. Then arm in arm, we
left the cathedral.
I returned to America soon after
ward. Leopold remained behind.
Every year lie goes to the outlied nil
at twelve on Meeting Night—every
your until tho last lie wrote:
“ ‘/ have seen’ her. With her
eyes she tent an angel’s love to
you.’
“But lus‘ year this is what ho
wroto:
“She is dead, / believe that she
will be yours in heaven; not mine.
But /shall love her thiough eternity.
—N. Y. Ledger.
Living: Alone With Dokh*
Mrs. L. J. Witharn, of dog fame,
Ims been living for three months in
u state of half starvation with dogs
of all uges and sizes iu tho piue
woods of Eastport, L. I., subsisting
on berries she gathered. She Ims
been in a number of terrible rain
storms with no shelter, living most
of the time in a small tent put up
by a kind neighbor. She has raised
these dogs to sell, not having any
other way to support herself. She
is a delicate consumptive, about 42
years old, tall, gaunt, dark coin-
nlexioned, and is tanned like a piece
of leather. She bus quiet, gentle
manners, and uses excellent lauguuge
She is of New England extraction.
Her husband was shot and killed,
leaving her in the midst of unscrup
ulous people, who took all she had
and forced her to flee from her
home, where she hud a farm of sixty
acres. She wus sent with proper
credcntiuls to Eastport toticoupy a
part of the largo houso and out
buildings belonging to Lawyer Dou-
uis McMahon. Mrs. McMahon
give her the written rights to ocoupy
the place, aud yet u family payiug
no reut for a number of years was on
the place-aud turned Jier uud the
dogs into the road.' This wus why
she sought shelter iu the woods.
Tho dogs are as geutle as kittens
when half fed, but now the neigh
hors’ chickens are their prey. The
fear is thut unless something is done
quickly the woman muy be found
dead or half euten up by these fain
Uhing dogs.
Senator Jones, it is said, bus at
last been brought to see the usoluss
ness of his campaign work in his
own belmlf in Detroit, aud 1ms in
dicated his inteution to return from
the wintry Clasts begin to blow from
off Lake Erie’s frozen surface to his
own balmy Florida., where maidens
are more kind, and where, instead
of various midwinter storms, tho
gentle breezes softly stir the palmet
to to loaves. This declared intention
of the Senator’s, in view of his per
sistent haunting of Detroit for so
many months, is surprising enough,
but his further purpose, us expressed
in a letter to a friend, is even more
surprising. He intends to bo again a
candidate before tho Florida Legis
lature for re-election to tho Senate.
Had his pursuit of the obstinate
Detroit aoauty, at whoso shrine ho
knelt in vuin, been crowned with
success his constituents might have
forgiven the absence from his post
of duty, und even commended his
cuuso. But when ho returns smit
ten with defeat, and thus accidental
ly rolled ing upon overy truo born
Southerner, lie cannot expeot to bo
grunted the Sonatorship us a kind of
consolation prizo Had ho returned
with tho prostigo of victory, tho
young woman on his arm, ho would
have been horaldod with the appro
bation duo a conqueror, and the
Senutor8iiip willingly conceded to
him ua a right. All tho world loves
a lover, but it frowns upon a lover
who gets left.—St. Paul Daily
Globe.
The Southern Outlook.
The improvement in business in
nearly all parts of the country fo
quite marked. •The reports indicate
a bettor condition of affairs than has
oxisted for a long time. The de
mand for goods ut the greut distri
buting con t res is such as to matte the
merchants reoall what they speak of
as good times. In some localities
there may bo a little want of confi
douce in the evidences of a genuiue
revival in business, but if the trade
movement coutiuues to bo as brisk
us at present it will not be long before
everybody will sutisfied that the
poriod of stagnation is past, and will
make contracts und engage m
enterprises with entire confidence
thut they will be uble to moot all
of their engagements.
Here in the South the improvement
iu business may not be just now as
notioeublo as it is at the North, but
if ull signs do not fuil, it will be very
soon. In Now. York the movement
of merolmndiso is so great that travel
is greatly obstructed. The wharves
ami freight depute are full of freight
all the time, aud it is with difficulty
that it can be moved fast euough to
satisfy the demands of trade, it is
true thut thin is the busy time of
the your, but tho present busy season
compares favorably with other busy
seuHons.
There has been a gradual upwurd
tendency iu prices for somo time
past. This is an indication of re
turning confidence. When there is
a general udvuuco in railroud seou
rities there is good reason for be
lieving tout there is uu increase in
the umount of freight moved, and
this imreuso means that trude is
more aetivo.
The reports agree that very soon
there will bo much greater activity
in railroad building. The inquiry
for railroad materials is so inuoli
better than it was for a few months
ago that inanufaoturos of such
material feel greatly ehcoqrged.
In the South tho cotton crop si
being pushed rapidly to market, aud
the rice crop bus Already boon har
vested in good condition. Both
erops are good, and ulthough prices
are low, chore will shortly bo a great
deal of money in circulation among
the /armors which will gradually timl
its way back to tho business centres.
Confidence und euergy are two things
which are .qtiilo necessary now.
With theso it is probablo that the
stagnation in business, which has
oxisted so long, can be made to
wholly disappear.—Savannah News.
Who Wants War?
Who wants wai?
Not the hottest hard working citi
zen.
Not tho man of a family.
Not any man who loves his
home.
Not any man who loves his
wife.
Not any man whoso mother is the
world to him.
Not any man who secs his future
happiness in his intended bride. ‘
Who w^nts war?
Not any pure honest, loving wo
man.
Not any motlior, wife, sister or
ewcetheart.
Oh, not Woman’s happiness do*
pemta on pence.
Who wants wur!
Not any man who has over boon
through a war and fucud all its |>or-
ils and horrors.
No inuttow how bravo ho was, ho
has had his fill. The braver, ho
wut, tho more willing he is now to
enjoy the hot titles of pcaoc.
None of tho tried heroes of the
luto civil conflict, were they the
blue or tho gray, euro to pass again
through thcHumo bitter cxpeiiunoo.
Who wunls war?
Men who have lost their reputa
tions,
Men who are anxious to make
reputations at the cost of human
life.
Men who liavo no homes, and no >
respect for tho peaeoful homes of
others. v n*i:\
Men who have no famdios, on if o
thoy do not provide for them or’even r,
treat them with respect.
Adventures and thieves.
Gamblers and blaokiegs.
Bullies and cowards; all these
want war.—Cincinnati Bftipiittir.'
On© Flail and Three Llmw.
Three of us, being Deaoon Richarw
Smith of the Cincinnati Gazette, fttt
Fat Contributor aid myself; fished
off tho dock at Elk Kupids fo? five
long, weary hours and got on’o poi'ch
weighing five ounces says M. [Quad*
of tlio Detroit Free Press. Whan .
we started for tho hotel, caph ( of ;«a
put a hook in tho mouth of tho Vic
tim, throw tho poles on our shout- <•
dors and wo stoppod off softly And
sadly. There wub a little old man
from Lonisuilie on tho hotol veranda .,
as we came up. He W fished and
bobbed and bobbed and fished two
weeks without gettiug a bite.
'“Gentlemen, ho said, a« we oame >
up, “did you all hook that perch to
once?” ,
“To once,” wo replied in chorus.
“All pull tonneo?” .
“That’s all I want to know. It it
takes three, able-bodied liars for five ;
hours to hook a little fish like .that,
/’m going where an old nmu and a
Christian can have some sort of a
show! Landlord, how much d* I
owo yon?”
And ho wus gone in two hours.
A Texas protichor uuughtfouyer
five boys in his peach trees. He did
not punish them, hyt moroiy said:
“ You ought to be ashamediof yoer-
solves, particularly the big boys,.
Which of you boys here is Uiq bold-
CSt?*’ .. id;: •;> iilplt 'g.
“Ho aiu’t here ut ull, sir; He
didn’t know that wo were coining,’*
said tho youngster.—Texas Siftiiilfcl.
iovr,l
Maui
The saddest moment of a boyte'i»T*
life is when tho oirous music strikeo wh*
up and bo hasn’t any ticket to go in.
STOLEN.. .r.^pt
Somo thief or thioves entered the
houso of the undersigned one night
last wcok and took thorefrorn a truck
containing about throe hundred
dollars in monoy and all my papers,
consisting of land deed!, mortgages,
notes, receipts, etc. There were
about fifteen dollars in silver in tto
trunk and the balance consisted of
ten and twenty dollar bills. I will
willingly give to any one produoing
tho papers all of the aforesaid
amount of money or any amount .
that cun,bo found of it,
JOHN D. PAGE. •
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DrD Hi
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Cull on Julius A. Burnoy and In
sure your Horse, Mule and Cows.
Dwellings, Stores, Goods and Gin
Houses; and take out a Policy On
your life—in (ho Fidelity, opposite
Tho Ho kg Hotel.
When you come to town call eq
mo, at my office, and take {a smoke
and insure yotir life in the Fidelity.
Julius A, Burkbt, , <x
Beal Estato. and Insuranoo Agent.
The warehouse is ahnost comple
ted, and only a very few days. Suoh
enterprise and push us was displayed
in the erection of the warehouse is
one of the essentials of Dublin. Let
us have it.
Fine Sugars, and Tobacco, and
Insurance can bo had on terms to
suit the wants of everybody, at my
office. Julius A. Buhhey,
Real Estate and Insurance Agent.
Perhaps the happiest moment in
a muu’s life is when ho wakes up
from a lifo-und-denth struggle with
a collar that won’t stay buttoned
behind, that it is only a dream, and
remembers that ho kiokod tho oollar
under tho bud when be re
tired.
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