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VOLUME IX DUBLIN, GEORGIA' WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 13. 1886. NUMBER XV. Professional Cards. Dr. T. F. WILLIAMS, IDE-JSTTIST. SST’Ottice at His Residence, Simms’ Building. First door below the Court llouse. apr21.:86,l.y. „ Or. J.P.HOLMES. PRACTITIONER, CONDOR, GEORGIA. G alls attended to at all hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. mch24, 7m Dr. 1\ 1. WOOD, IlPzpao'bi-bioxi.exv Cool springs, ga. ( 'I ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office Residence. mch24, tf. Dr. P. M. JOHNSON, PRACTITIONER, Lovett. ’ £j£>«. .Georgia. C ^ALL& ATTENDED TO AT ALL J hours. Day and Night. mch25 tf. »o‘ Dp. J. L. LINDER. [SIX Min 8 NORTH OP DUBLIN.J OFFERS lils Cervices to the public at large. Calls .promptly attended to, day or night. Office at residence. au K 20, .’841* CHARLES HICKS, M. D., PRACTITIONER. .Dublin, Georgia. je20, ly % DR. G, F. GREEN, PRACTITIONER. Dublin, * Georgia. -*'< ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL A^hours,' Obstetrics a specialty. Office Residence •T. L. CRINER, , ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR n*.;i AT LAW, Dublin -! Georgia. moy 21 t£ J<: L 11 ' Felder & sanders; . ATTORNEYS AT LAW,’ Dublin, - • Georgia. Will practice in the courts .of the Oco nee, Ocmulgcc and Middle circuits, and the Supreme court Of Georgia, and else- 'where by special contract. Will negotiate loans on improved farm ing lauds. Feb. 18th, 1885, -6ro- HAVE YOU TAKEN THE ATLANTA CONSTITUTION FOR 1886? If not. 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 $5,00 for Clubs of Five. THE WEEKLY CON STITUTION Is the Cheapest! Biggest and Best Paper Printed in America! it has 12 pages chock full of news, gos sip and sketches every week. It prints /nere romance than the story papers, more farm-new^ than the agricultural papers, more fun than the humorous papers—be sides ail the news,; and Bill Arp’s and Betsy Hamilton’s Letters, Uncle Remus's Sketch- ""•-mbs!"''-' talmage'b- Sermons. ■ ■ ■' C an 2 Cents a We s c! t comes once week—takes a wnole week oread it! You can't well farm or keep house with out it! ■ Write ydur name on a postal card, ad- mess it to uS[ and we will send you Sped- ren Copy Pkee! . d Address THE CONSTITUTOIN. My whole plantation, containing 210 Acres of land one Dwelling, s, and good Burn >d well of water. tO ' ' j W. T. Smitii, ui , pnblin, Ga. it. • Vt’SjM Vi-V v. ' YGHHAH i'y.y.i,vi :t /. . Ail f K.iA LITTLE TIM THE BOOT- BLACK. Old Aunt Jane sat beside ;hqr ap ple-stand al! day thinking, -of po6r sick Barney At borne, aiid dross in the next roohi, would not forget to to him a little. At dusk she see hastened homo to don her best, hap py if sho'lmd money enough for the “sup of tay,” the liniment, (he medicine and the bit to lay over for “the RS$&> Aunt Juno was kind to everybody, but kindest of all to littlo Tim .Bur ron—Lame Tim, the bootblack, who had his box in the doorway not far off. Her interest in him began on the day-When a big ruffian stole his stock-in-trade, broke his crutch, aud beat him .with tfie pieoes uud left him bleeding in the alley-way. Aunt Jane hiuLher hands full with Burhiiy aud the rent, but she helped the lit tie orphan home toiler room, nursed him well, and set him up iu his business again close to her stand, where many a rose apple fell to his share, and what the boy was more thankful for still, many a ’ltind word, shell as mother might have given to her child. It was Aunt Jane, too, who interviewed old Mr. Raleigh, the philanthropist, and a trustee of a certain -great charity, and Tim taken Intd the gieut Western School, where boys rwere trained at once for scholars and farmers. Soi/fim went away, and Jane kept her stand as before, and had the usual up and down luck, until one bitter winter everything seemed to turn fairly against her. Poor old Barney died, mid his fun oral was a great expense. “The bits of tilings” were sold, and Jane went to board with littfe Aiinie’s mother,‘but her heart was heavy And she made mistakes, and was robbed and cheated of apples- and crullers. And at last, one Saturday night, when she hud what she called the‘‘Weck’fc makings” in her poek et, a-strange young man, well-dress iNJj but ght a dozen oranges, and gave liar a two-dollar and a half gold piece to change. She gave litm overy cent in her pocket, besides the or anges, and discovered an hour after that.the money was counterfeit. It was a rainy night, and, overheated by oxoitemont, she cuught a heavy cold and fell into pneumonia. Annie's mother was a close woman and poor besides. She could not 1 afford to keep a hoarder who could not pay for the last week's board, aud was to bo ill the coming one. She seut Jane to the hospital. That was the cud of the poor soul's independence—the one thing she had prided herself on. She had not a friend who could help her; and so, ufter such a struggle with star vation as people seldom come out of olive, she wai considered lucky in being tent to the poor house. All this was slow in coming about, and it was just ten years from the day on winch she had .brought Little Lame Tim his new blacking- box,, that, bowed with shame, she took her place amongst paupers—she who had been so industrious and so proud. Hot tears fell over the wrinkled face. She was very miserable. Many about her who had begging souls, and only repined because poorhousb fare was hard, could not.comprubend hei* trouble; but one pious, old wo man,, trying to help ber, whispered, ‘•that Suuduy wus always a comfort that there was preaching and hymns, and the parson told them those who were poor went to Heaven as fust as the rich. Sunday : come, you’ll cheer up a bit,” said she. But old Jane could not forget how, popi; us alio had been, she had always gone to church on Sunday with a clean dress aud tidy hat, and lmd never failed to put five cents into tho contribution plate. “1 doi^it there’s a dale of comfort in i)au{>or preaching,” she said. But Sunday came. Old Jane’s “first pauper Sunday,” as she said to lierseif. There was some oxtru dish for broakfust. The chappoli bell claugod and jangled under tlio uncertain touch of ail old pauper, and the old people, the cripples, the half-wlttod folk made their way, iu doleful prooossion, along the dusty path of the bare grounds to the door of the pluoo of worship. They stumbled into their seats, some of the old women , notiping that the matron had a now bonnet; others moving mechanically, and heeding nothing. But soon a whisper dime dawn the bench where Jane sat: “It’s not our owu minister. No, it’s a new preaolior—a young thing— just a bit a bit of a boy.” And dis satisfaction was expressed ns a pale, slender young man, with a sweet face, and just a little limp in his guit, steppod upon the platform and walked toward tho reading-desk, and said: “Let us pray.” Tiie prayer was brief and earnest, and the tones of his voice mollified all the old womeu at once; and then the hymn was sung oy all the poor, cracked, wavering voices; and then tho man began to talk to them in a tender, kindly sort way, as lie might to his own old grand-parents if they had beeu iff sorrow. “Young folks is mostly so sot up. He isn’t,” Said Jane’s neighbor. “I’veseen the face bofore,” thought Juno. “ Where was it? I’ve heard the voice, and I still don’t kiiow where.” He was speaking of the trials of the poor now. And us she listened she felt that lie knew by experience whut they realty wore. She listened, a .id forgot her sur roundings; forgot that she was a pauper. Remember onlv that heav en wus for all, and God’b love for all, and that Jesus was tho Savior of the beggar as of the king. And suddenly she heard the preacher cay these words: “Oil, I know how hard it is. 1 know. I know. Do you think 1 was born u rich man’s sou? No, friends; I wus left in the great uud wicked city a poor little orphan. 1 was veiy lame then, and walked with a crutch, and I was not ublo to read. “One day, n great boy beat and robbed uie of my stock in trade, i was very ill aftei that, and i do not know what would have become of me but for a dour old woman—an old woman who ournt her bread by sitting at a stand all day. cilie became my patron, she nulled me, she started me afresh in m y boot blue king, she helped me home, she cured for . me us if I hud been her child. Through her influence, a rich gentleman was brought to notice me, und send me to school. That I have prospered, and I am no longer so sud a cripple, that I Have an education, is all due, in thebogiuniug under God, to that poor apple woman. I pray for her every night. 1 think of her us those who have known their mothers think of them; anil I know now, better than 1 did us a child, how much all that she did was for iicr to do, with her -tiny earnings and a bed ridden husband to care for. 'Ah, friends, ‘ when I speak of the trials of the poor, I speak from experience; when I speak of the goodness aiid clmrrty there is amongst them, it is necause I have experienced thut also.” As ho spoke on, the. Ordei of Poverty seemed to becouic a crown and. not d cross. His Tstencrs looked more kindly at each Other, lovingly at hi ill. As for old Jane, she trembled from head to foot, for she knew this minister was be who hud cuce been Little Lame Tim, the bootblack. ’ As the procession filed out of the chapel again, she made her courtesy to tho matron. “May I speak to the gentleman that preached to ns, ma’am?” she said. “Ho kuowed me oneo.” And permission being given, sho lingered near the door until he passed, through it, and gently touch mg his arm, said: “Sir,” you wouldn’t be remember ing mo after all theso years, but I’m—” But here tho young pveaoher in terrupted hor... You’re Aunt June!” ho said, and took both her hands and kissed hor on tho forohead. “Aunt Juno! Thank Heaven, 1 have found you!” It was poor old June’s last puu- er day. In a happy oountry homo she npw presides over a liitlo parson age, honsokoepoer to tho clergyman, tenderly oared toV us though alio wore of his own kin. “I wonder you’re not uslmmed of mo,” she says somotimos, “a poor, unlurnt old womau.” But tho clergy man answers: “You wore not assumed of me, Aunt Jane, when 1 was Littlo Lumo Tim the Bootblack.”—Mary Kyle Dallas, in N. Y. Ledger. How People ^it in Oars. Have you notioed how some poo- plo on tor a ear and whore they sit 9 A lady will wulk past u dozen vacant scats, often the entire length of the car, then come back again and take one of the seats just passed, i (V often after she is seutod ohange to another just exactly like tho one she leaves, never exactly decided at home or abroad. The old traveler wullts directly to the bcBt scat in tho car that is vacant i. e., the ono nearest the center and on tho Bhudy side—not because it rides caster, but it is safer in ouso of accident. Tho old traveler never passes u vacant scat if the car ds Aliy way nearly full. Tho small boy cr his sistor must got next tho window, and usually flattens Ins noso against it if it is not opou, he being on his knees on the seat— wo inoan tlio small boy on a shot journey. If the trip lengthens out any lie will get all over the car before ho gets to tho end of the trip. A backwoodsman wilt take the first seat inside the door, whether the car is crowded or empty, aud will put his entire family on the seat if 1 he can squeeze them in betweon the arm and tho seat und tho window. If it is down iu Kentnoky or Tennes see they will take off hats and bon nets and mako themselves at home. Clara—Do you remember Jane Crudlie, who went to school with us? Dora—Tho girl with tho oat-eyes and pug-nose? “Yes.” “Big mouth?” “Yes.” “No chin, no foreheud, red hair, and complexion like u half-baked brick?” “The same.” “I should diink J did. Wlmt a gawk she was. Heard of her late ly?” “Yes; sho’s the reigning American beauty in Pans this week.”—Chica go Nows. A Happy Boy. The president performed one act of charity in the past few months which lie bus certainly had no cuuse to regrot. A little boy who made trips from his home, over five miles in the country on tho Brigiitwood road, to: this city to soil papers for. tho support of'bis aged mother, at tended one of the afternoon recept ions of tho receptions in May. lie told the president of his troubles in a manly straight-forward way. Tho president, charmed by the boy’s man ner, promised to do something for him. The boy said he thought he could perform the duties of messen ger as well us some of the luzy dar kies he saw around tho department, and the president looked around to see whore ho could put the bright littlo fellow. He at ouco spoke to Secretary Lamar about tho case, »n.d told hiscabiuot officer that he would like to oblige the boy. Thecnerget- io uewsboyisnow a faithful messen ger in the inloricr department, and js liked by ull his Superiors, lie thanked the presidout with tours in his eyes, and the aged motlior prom ised to offer up a daily pruyor for £ho welfuro of ner sou’s exulted bono- faotor.—Washington Loltor. Hecatombs. No less than 3,UOO cows huvo boon ordered to the sluuglitor pen iu Old- o go. They wore dreudfully diseased aud condemned to destruction by health inspectors. Wc ui:e told that theso co ws uro in mutes of four great swillsmills. ^11 them have boon fed With distillery slops, uu4 sooner or later diseuse of some kind wouldi claim them. Tlwy arc maintained in those stables at an expense of five cents a day, so olieap is the stuff which they aro foroed to cat. The presumption tis that, but for the danger of infeobiug other oattlc, theso cows would not have been led to execution. Think of the uufor- tunule people who have been fod upon their miltc! How many babieB were killod by driuking siiph: liquid liorros and bow many adults hopeless ly diseased! No wonder the minds of some poor dovils are turrod to nnuroby and otlior infernulis.i It is to hoped that those and otlieV animals, similarly affeotod, will not bo used for any othor than fertilizing purposes. It is just sneli revelations that make some pooplo hesitate to. out anything canned, in the incut line, at tho West or put upon the markot. There aro honest dealers unques tionably bill tho public may not be .oonauroiBfor being purtioulur about suoli mattors.—Augusta Chronicle. Nothing New Under the Sun. England had her Wiggins in 1812. A correspond ont of. the Nashville Utilon sends to that paper Llm follow ing oxtruot from an old journal: In the year of 1712, Mr. Whiston, having calculated the return of i comot which wus to make its appeui unco on Wednesday, the lltli of Oo tober ut five minutes aftor five in the morning, gavo notice to tbe pub lie uccord ! ngly, with this trifling ad dition, thut a total dissolution of tho world by firo was to- take pluco on the Friduy following. Tho reputa tion of Mr. Whiston hail long main tained in England, both a3 a divine and philosopher, left littlo or ; no doubt with the popnfaco of title truth of his predlotions. (Several ludicrous ovent8 took place. A number o; persons in about London seiboa at the barges and bouts they could lay thoir hands on in the Tliames, very rationally concluding thut when the conflagration took place there would bo tho most sufety on the water. A gentleman who hud ncgloetod his family worship for five years informed his wife that it wus his do, termination to resume this luudublo practice the same evening; but his wife, having engaged a ball at her house, persuaded her husbuud to put it off till they suw whothor the comet appeared or not. The South •Sea stock immediately fell to ! 5 per cent, and the India 11; aifd the captain of the Dutch ship threw ull his powder into the river tlmt tho ship might not be endangered. The next morning, liowover, tho udmet appeared according to prediction, und before noon the bcliol was univcrsul thut tho duy of judgment was at hund. About this time 323 clergy man mot over the Lambeth, it wus said, to petition that u short prayer might be penned und ordered, there boiug nono in tile church service on ihut occasion. Three trntids of honor bn rued their ollcction of novels uud plays, uud sent to the bookseilors to buy each of them a Bible, aud Bishop Taylor’s “Holy Living and Dying.” The mu upon the bunk was so prodigious that all hands wero employed from morning till night in discounting notds and. handing out tho specie. On Thursday considerably more than 7,000 who led disorderly lihjs were ... legally married in the face of cover: 1 congregations. And ,io crown ill® whole farco, Sir Gjib(|Vt Hoathcoato, head Oiroetor of tho bank, issued orders to all thQ Hreolllcers qf London requiring thorn to Weep a flood look: out lmd .have a particular oyc on the . ' Bunk of Jinglnml. “ Every ago produces ns JjHjfpPjtt,} who oxposus tlio doUition;and weak; ness of mankind. T’iio Poor l*:Iy tlio Taxes,,, ‘’'' ‘ ’ Whv, under the present horrible syste m the real taxpuyors are (he ' pooabst people. It is tlib A lowest stratum, yeti know, that fool the pressure. Tho presont system make 1 *' ‘ the nominal taxpayer tlio real collqct.: of tilxos. What a man pays under tho form of govoriimont tax ts really only u bouus for the piivilege of oollooting Creator taxes. A short lime ugo a ouso yooulmrly applicable oamq under my notioe. A landlord ■ in this oily found that tho assessment board had bo estimated his pioperty ihutllio would have to to, pay, $1,500 nioro in taxes this year than last. What did he do? (Jailing his real ostatp agent ho said:, “Spo liore; this ivqii’t do; bring out tUo rbnfc ro^e , and lot us' ppe how this thing can be fixed up.” And then ho. and hie iigentjwont over tlio rolls, and whor# I<( , they found that Mrs. MoManus puy 48 a hi on th for.,her ono roons they made it $0, wliei’o Air. 6’Flypit,,, • hud a tenoiiient for $18 they made [it, , •14. And in this way,, aiy, they •bright it about that the landlord,, not only raoovorod his $1,500 cx(f» : tuxes, bu tactuully inomwod his total Mppf i’eeelpts by $500. That is bf iu/ s paid 11,600 into the governmeti^ (1 ^ treasury for tho privilogo of Using Ins tenants <[2,000 more than lmd boon paying. Whopiad tho|»g M)i j inoroasod tiixos? The landlord or the tenant?—Mew York Lbttor. - t * Two oitizons of Georgetown, Qftj. was urroBtea recently for breaking tho Sabbath by doing some earpenter work. The oompluinant said in court tlmt tho noise of the hammer disturbed his wife’s roligious medita tions, and the judge ufter looking up tho law, foilud tlmt for white men tho punishmont was not moira 1 than five dollars, and for negroes not nioro than thirty-nine lushes. Ho flnod tlio mon who were white one.dollar each, / < -.A «rt‘»h They Alwaya Did. A substitute for quiniiie bus been, iscovoi'od tlmt costs Only six cents *ouhoc. Under those circumstan ces oven the poor can alford to hats oIiIIIh und foVer.— New Haven News; He Knows Them All. The season is approuphing whon the uian who says: Vis this l|ot oiiougli for you ?” will hayo, tp flod some otlior wuy of making a fool oi himself.—Buck. , u ' }nUi .... Still They Probably Were. It is impossible to determine wheth er sonic of tiio iiowsjiupor pictures of Olmrioston wore tukou before or af ter tho ourtliquukot " ! »' • 1:1 (u i The appointment of Mr. Howard Fulmer as Assistant District. Attorney of tho Northern district of Georgia is olio that everybody who knows that gentleman .will indorse. Mr Araljuer m an uble f ounscienticu* and popular young man, and he luu friends iji every part ot Uie Stats, lie 1ms been private secretary to Gov. McDaniel during tho prosept •State administration.— Savannah 'Wfiti. * ; • . . . f Mrs. Jones—You won’t be lone some, dour, w|i)lo I’m away, with no »ii one to play the piano for you? Jonea (u bruic)—Oil, no, I guess not I understand [ tho uo.w boilur shop across tlio wuy is about to run day and night.—Pittsburg Dispatch. If Wiggins will sturt a newspaper will.have tlio inside track on the re porters. q th i}i» f oc’ niHif f ■JllJ rs‘}»'