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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. MEETING NIGHT. HAVE YOU TAKEN THE ATLANTA CONSTITUTION FOR 1886? If cot. 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 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 sloiy papers, more farm-news than the agricultural papers, more fun than the humorous • papers—be sides all the, news, and Bill Arp’s and Betsy Hamilton's Letters, Uncle Remus's Sketch- v esl —AND— TALMAGE'S SERMONS. C ss 2 Gents a Week/ t comes onoe-week—takes a whole week o read itl You can’t well farm or keep house with out it! , "Write your name on a postal card, ad- mess it to us, and wc will send you Sped- ren CopyVuKKl d Address THE CONSTITUTOR. LJIIJDROfi SjllxE. My whole plantation, containing 210 Acres of land one Dwelling, two tenement houses, and good Burn and Stubles, also good woll of watvr. Terms easy, Apply to W. T. Smith, Dublin, Ga. , 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. • li bur. DrD Hi - •>(D 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. ▼‘iti , -i i} jiUuS la k'liuav w.-l i iitua 1 i Uu btt \ etfiJit n'iduV! jvuilU til dll * IU»H jidwwrt Ukaoled *1 at