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VOLUME IX
DUtfLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY NOVEMBER 10. INS«.
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Professional Cards.
W. T. PARK, M. D.
8J Whitehall Street, Atlanta, Oa ,
Celebrated many years for his cures of the
worst forms.of stomach, liver, bowel, kid
ney and bladder diseases, dropsy, heart
and lung troubles catarrh, etc., ali blood
diseases, nerve disorders, nervousness,
neuralgia, rheumatism, debility, female
complaints, opium and‘whisky habits,
private diseases, sexual weakness, etc.
Furnishes medical ml vie?, - medicine, etc.,
to the afflicted at their homes through
mail, express', or otherwise or takes them
under his personal care iit Alljihta'.
Call on or write to him giving a history and
statement of joUr. affliction. symptons,
age. fiex, etc., cneipspig postage, for reply.
Dr. T. F. WILLIAMS;
3D2345TTJS ?.
JSf“Gllice at His : esitle ce
Bunins’ Building. First door
below tiic Court House.
aprgl.'Sti.ly,
Or J.P.HdLMES,
PHAGTI TlONE.T,
CONDOR, - • GEO KOI A.
/TALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
V-‘ hours. Obsteries a specialty. Offlcc
Residence.
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Dr. T. A. WOOD,
> ZE 3 3?aiOti±-b±on.ex*,
COOL SPUINOS, OA.
C *V ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
J hours. Obsteries a specialty. Offlcc
Residence.
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Dr. P. M, JOHNSON,
PRACTITIONER,
Lovett, - - - Georgia.
VtALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
V J hours, Day and Night..
inch‘25 if.
Dp. J. X. LINDER.
[SIX '.I[I# 8 NORTH Off DUI1I.IN.J
OFFERS his services to the public at
large. Culls promptly attended to, day or
night. Oilice at residence,
aug 20, ’84 ly.
CHARLES HICKS, M. D
PRACTITIONER.
Dublin, - Georgia.
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DR. C. F. GREEN,
PRACTITIONER.
Dublin, - Georgia.
.TALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
hours. Obstetrics a specialty. Offlie
Residence.
T. L. CRIDER,
ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR
AT LAW,
Dublin - (ieorqia.
may 21 tf.
FELDER & SAflUElS,*
ATTORNEYS AT LAW, ,
Dublin, - - Georgia.
Will practice in the courts of tk'v Oco
nee, Ocmulgee and Middle* circuits, and
the Supreme court of Georgia, and else-
wliere by special ci.ntract.
Will negotiate loans on improved farm
ing lauds,
b. lWtlj- 1885.-Om.
N OTICE
him
25000 Acres improved farm land in 50 dif
ferent places from 1 to 12 miles from
Dublin. Terms easy
4 Store Houses ami Lots on Jackson rind
Wm-liinglon Streets.
15 Building and Husiucss lots in and a-
• unci Dublin.
2 Dwelling Houses well located in Dublin.
2 mall 2 room Dwelling Houses.
6 Building anil Business lots at Bruton
tntion, I). & . K. 1{.
Acre place. Saw Mill Bonanza, Bruton
Station. D.& . R. It.
«00 Acre place i“ 3 settlements 11 miles
west of Dublin. Bargain
Lauds Bought and Sold a Specialty.
28 Shares D. & . i t. June Cheap.
Patronage Solicited. Buyers anted.
Prompt attention given to all
Business.
tar*00 Farmers V/antkd.JP
Julius A. Burney,
General Ileal state and tol
Iccting Agency.
dPLife insurance oitgood terms
Send in your age and got estimate uf
cunt.
ID-u/blizn. - G-a..
AUNT STAFFORD'S LEGACY.
“Earn your «mvh living!” cried
Ralph Si an ton, earnestly, as he-
looked down, with loving, pitying
eyes, on tin* little, fragile, black-
robed figure standing with an air of
most pathetic patience, before him.
“No, no. Estella, that must never
be. You are not lit for rough con
tact with tin. hard world, my child.
How hard it is to those who set k to
win a plaooTii t miauled and tin
known may you never know!” lie
Hgheil heavily as he Sabi this. -‘My
position is o poor one yet—so poor
liiai, had you any belter prospect, I.
should hesitate to a.-k you to share
ii ; hut your prospects are altogether
sorrowful, my dear. As uiy ,wife
yon will at hast have a home, how
ever poor, and’ lie sheltered, and
cherished by the neart that loves
you best, instead of being exposed to
t lie insolence and caprice of si ran
gets. My gentle little love,” he ad
dud, as lie took her tenderly to his
breast, “how could I. ever bear to
Hunk of you toiling aloue? We will
be ruHiried, deai, at once, in spiie of
you r rscent. bereavement; circa install-
ties make our haste excusable; and
we wiil be happy loo; love will make
our happiness, Essie; notwithstand
ing our poverty.
Essie never doubted that. She
was the kind of a woman for whom
love makes up all the- happiness of
life. Site nestled closely to her lov
er's b ’east.
“Oh, could she but cling and rest
there evermore?’'
But. site was as unselfish as she
was loving, and her conscience told
her th t this must not he.
“I would* not be fu : r to you.
Ralph,” she said, with patient
sweetness. “If 1 can’t ho a help to
you. I won’t be a luir.lien, dear.
When l pi utilised to marry you, l
supposed mat Aunt Stafford wotilu
leave me the little fortnneshe tulkeu
to me about; you know she always
taught me to -believe so. I can’
think why she suoiild have deceived
me. it wasn’t like IiT-r io deceive.
And in ihiu case I could have help
ed yon, net added to your d illicit I
ties. Bui when she died, we found
that she had Intd nothing cxc-i-p.
the annuity, wiiicii d ed with her
Even the future of the house had to
be sold lb pay her funeral expenses
Nothing was left for me but a gtea .
oig chest of clothes, most of then
too olti-fashloned to be of any iin;
and yet—and yet—siie seemed t«,
attach (lie utmost importance t«
that stupid old chest. It was in hei
thoughts to i lie very hint. For my
niece,’ she said to the clergyman ai d
the friends who were with her—‘the
ruck and ait tnu<"s in it for my
niece.’ And afterwards slit* wins
pored me—• It is your fortune.‘ Foot
Auntie! I suppose that- her mind
was wandering a the las;.”
“1’iu not so sure of that” cried
Ralph, eag* rly. “She was a very
eccentric woman, and di i peculiar
things sometimes; >t would be just
tike her to have hidden money in the
old trunk. Why did you never teli
mo this before, EmD-, dear?”
Tim gul smiled sadly.
“Because 1 knew \un would form
-ins idea, and it .pained me to disap
pom: you. To tell the truth, the
same * bought, occurred to rue, for I
had read of such things sometimes
n- 1 I searched—oh! most carefully
and thoroughly; there’s nothing at
*11 but old clothes, Ralph, dear—
nothing hut worthless old. clothes.
But he could not be satisfied so
easly.
“One will succeed where another
fails sometimes,” lie said. “Look
■gain, dear, and let me htdp you.
Think, Essie—if we cun Id find only
a fow hundreds, how happy we might
be!”
S.» they searched iiguin—this linn*
in emit puny—and examined closely
the contents of the old chest. “A
motley collection of old rubbish,”
Ralph pronounced it disappointed-
'/•
“If there’s money, it’s hidden in
»he chest itself,” lie decided. “A
lumbering old thing! Let. me break
it up, Essie. Don’t let us throw a
chance away.”
She consented. Aunt Stafford's
old clothc’s could lie just as well ah
the bottom of her own trunk, site
thought. And oh! if they only
could (ittd some money, so that she
could help Ralph!
Ho was an artist. Talented, am
bilious, possessed of a guuuino love'
of art, but very poor. The well-
worn shabby clothes, the anxious,
harassed expression of his handsome
face, attested that painful fact quite
.sufficiently without on*# spoken
word.
“Oh, to help him! To win for
him a call nee—an opportunity—1>*
let Ins work be seen and' judged.
Her pale cheeks Hushed and her
hand, clasped each ot her nervously as
course; but you are a* yet -but little
known. My customer is willing t-liai
the picture shall go on exhibition at
my art gallery, where it will be
properly appreciated and seen, which
will bo to you a very great advantage.'
vVhutiioyou say, sir?”
What could ho say? Very little,
indeed, in words. As little as might
suffice to express' thief thanks and
accept a tons of I lie offer. Mr.
Brush paid the money down then
and there, and ihc bargain was ai
once concluded.
From the depths *.f disappoint
meiit and despair to the fultilimeni
and .fruition of hope and joy—from
the bitterest poforty to present ease,
aim the expectation of future suecess
—this was the marvellous eliutige
that had; befallen Ralph Stanton
so suddenly, ft was not until Mr.
Brasil had gone, and lie himself sat
nuwil lered, counting over the iinni
ov in his hands, that lie rome nbereii
his own neglect; lie had not even as
ceriaincd his put ion’s name.
“But lean learn it at. any time
from Mr. Brush,” lie thought.
“God uless him, whoever he is, .and
a merry Chris! mtu to him! May In*
he as happy as he has made me to
■ lay. And now fm Essie!”
Away l.c went to carry idle good
news, without a moment’ll delay.
His 11 cess was more than shabby now.
tint, he would not spare time to re
new it.
“I'm rich!” he cried, Catching In r
m ins iiiuiii; “never mind that I
don't look so. ‘Rich folks caii afford
;o dress badly, y«-ti know; besides,
we ll al ei'all t! a ■ ir "curly. My
picture’s sold! it is go og on exhi*
b Won agoii . Brush ad it was a
line thing! 1 have.got five hundred
dollars in hand, and success is aure
to follow. Kiss me, my own—-oh,
my lililt* patient love! we can he
married to-morrow.”
She kissed him frankly ami ten
derly, and then drew herself away
from his arms, blushing and smiling
ly brightly.
“And you came to me first of all?'*
st e said—“to me, your poor penni*
less giil! On! 1 knew you would
cbm! Thank God for the good for
tone that has come to os Loth. ami
that we shall share together! For 1
have news for you. dear. I have
f uuid poor Amil Stafford’s legn
cy!”
“What !” he ctled. “This is a day
of surprises, flow did you find it,
and wlmt is it darling?”
“It is some'liing well worth hav
ing. Two days ago I was feeling
rather sad because Christmas was so
near at hand, and 1 had no money to
buy gins for you and old Nurse
Holmes I believe I caret) most about
the poor old woman, dear, for I have
never missed a Chris'.mas box. Bad
deuly I bethought me of poor mint-
te’s old clot lies, anti recollected hav
ing noticed an old quilted s’dk petit-
coat among them. ‘The very thing
for nurse,’ I though , ami mu ami
got it out. i shook it from its folds.
It was very heavy, ami soft ami
thick, and yet it made a curious little
rustle when I handled it—almost
like paper rustlis in * pocket. A
curiosity struck me as t<» vvliat it
could be lined with. ’I’ll rip it a
bit, and see,’ I thought. So I got
the scissors and opened a spam—a
seam that looked as il it. had been
opened before; and, Ralph, it was
lined with—bank notes.”
“Wlmt?' Bunk notes?”
“Bank notes, dear! Then I
searched further. There was the
queerest old in tiff in the trunk, made
of silk, like the petticoat, ami utmost
as largo is a small pillow; ami, Ralph
dear, the muff’ milled too—”
“Essie 1”
**Ati»i 1 opened it, and there were
more bank notes. Lois of them,
dear. More than tun thousand dol
lars.”
• “Ten thousand dollars!”
“l’es, yes, yes!” she threw horseli
into Ins arms. “Our sorrows are
over; good fortune has come to us'
both—thanks to poor uimLiu’o lega
cy!”
They were married it. the following
spring. Theirs was a pretty modest
little house, whore Ralph proposed*to
work us hard in comfort and happi
ness as he had already done in pov
etty and sorrow. His picture had
been taken from the Academy to
Mr. Brushs gallery, ami had achieved
'.i genuine success. Larger sums had
been offered for it than the one for
which it had been sold, but the pur
chaser steadily refused (through Mr.
Brush), either *o part with it or let
Ins name be known.
An eccentric fellow, evidently
Ralph declared', and his pretty wife
agreed with hint heartily.
Eccentric enough to he a relative
of Aunt Stafford.'.'said she
One day. when ho returned from
some business in town, she came to
the door to meet Inm; slip- slipped
her littlu hands around his arm and
she watched him.
“No use,” lie said when, after ball
an hour’s hard work, the chest, lay
in Fragments invar the fiuor, und lie
arose from the task of examining
them. *\She wus either wandering
in her wits, as you think, Essie, m
her riddle is tot/ hard fm us to read,
l'lm chest will do for firewood now,
ami if I wore you l*d burn the rest of
the ru bish w lit it ”
Essie looKctl at him with eager,
glowing eyes.
“No,” she Raid: “I will puzzle over
The Jtddle a lit Liu longer before I de
aide to give it,. An title's last words
were: •The chest—in the clips!/'—
and she died while speaking them 1
haven't so much property in the
World,' dear, that I should refuse to
keep poor auntie’s legacy for auntie’s
sake.”
Be i he tilings were stowed away
again, ami ili.u lovers parted, with
many kisses ami some tears, ami
•went,each to the performance of
•heir d ii lies. Eslella to fill the p.osi '
tion of companion in the house of u
widowed lady friend, and Ralph to
renew the good fight against “iron
fortune,” uud gain, in spile, of pov
erty. obscurity, and long discourage
ment, a footing on the ladder of
Fame.
“And if I succeed,” lie said, “if
t»iv picture which will he on exhibi
tion in Lite winter, should meet with
approval ami a puronascr, i'll come
to you once more and ask you to
marry me, ami then, Essie, you
musi not say n.e nay.”
In the winter! it was summer
now, and he had several months of
hard work* and privation bet ore
him, but his spirit was a brave one
and the thought of Essie gave him
strength. Hu put the remembrance
of her worthless .legacy slew-J fast ly
away, uml bent to Ins work with a
will. A little before Christmas his
picture wa»finished, and sent to an
art. ucadctuv for exhibition.
Oh, the hope, the joy, tho pride,
with which lie attended on the open
ing day! At lust ho would have a
chance <o bo ioi and judged. At
la»l he should fnitly compare his
work with that of others. At hut
he might hope for admirers, patrons,
the promise of future success, tho
corliiimy of daily bream With light
heart, ami elastic, springing step,
tia entered tho brilliant, crowded
rooms, and gazed around him. llis
picture was nowhere to ho seen.
Surely there was somo strange
mistake, lie procured a galulogue,
commenced a lougaml tedious search,
and found it, at last, in a dark and
out-of-the-way corner—-the vvotst
possible position in the room.
Tho disappoi vt incut crushed him.
He hud not even tho.heart or spirit
to complain. It wus the old, old
story, ho thought, wearily. Tho
story of unknown and unpretending
merit, pushed aside to make room
tor interest and wealth.
“1 should have had money or in
terest to secure mo a good position,”
ho groaned, “and i have neither,
i here's no hope for Essie or for
me.”
Nevertheless when tho first cruel
shock of disappointment was over,
ho did not feel disposed to bear the
iimllor quite so calmly. Next day
no waited on some gontluuieu of the
Committee who had charge of Imag
ing the pictures anti made hu griev
ance known.
it did'ini''.good. lie was unknown,
nuimportuiit, '(influential. Bach
cb-o plaints were always living made.
Some people always were dissatisfied
Others had had more prominent,
cla'ius than he.
“Yours is an unknown name,” they
toid him.
lie answered, with some irritui ion,
thut t was likely to continue so
with their disposal of his work. An
imliff- rent .shrug of t he shoulders was
ausvver, and:
“Some one must take the had
placbs, of course.” With which re
mark the co-iimittuo gave its uttun
lion to other business.
He wandered away to the wretch
oil place hu called home, and lay
down there..'ulonc with Ins despair;
Hope, ambition, energy, forsook
him wholly. He was sick with the
sickness of tho soul.
So passed two tlnys. The third
wus Christmas Eve. Quite .catly in
the morning a knock upon his door
'surprised him.
An elder mill) stood there, shrewd
looking ami well dressed. Hu step
ped in and in trod need himself abrupt
iy*
“My name is Brush, sir, of the
firm of Brush & Co., picture dualer*
You know the firm, of course? A
customer of mine has seen your nio
litre at the Academy—a lino thing
sir, but villainous hung—and offers
you through me, fivo hundred dollars
for it. I minted what I thought a
fair price myself, as you had neg
lected to do so. It’s worth more of
looked up into his face.
“Don’t hr angry witji me,” she
said. “I have keeping a secret from
you, but now 1 want to tell you all
the tinth. Como to the parlor, i
have been making a purclmso, and
I want', you to soo wlmt it is.”
iio followed her, wondering.
There, in thu parlor, his picture
smiled down on him from the*
wall.
lie uttered a cry. Ho tinned
to hid wife with outstretched
•anna.
“Essie! You wore my first pat
ron!”
She flow to his embrace.
“Tho very day oil which 1 found
the money!” she whispered. “Could
1 hem that another should possess it?
Besides,” she added, archly, “you
hud said that as stain as your picture
will sold you would ask mo to be your
wife. Naturally I wauled ii to be
sold as soon as possible.”
lie kissed her smiling lips.
“My best darling!” hu murmured.
“And so then, after all, wo owe
all our good fortune to Aunt Buff-
uni’s LegacyUliurlott M. Stanley,
in N. Y. Ledger.
“I wish Columbus hud never hmi
born,” was w hat a Loudon merchant
sail! when ho heard that his ca-hier
had left fur New York with till tile
IliBUtl.
Many men arc so rushed and driv
en by business uh’uira that they often
say laughingly, that they have no
time to “get acquainted with their
families.” The Boston Post tells of
an amusing incident regarding one
of ihose very busy men:
. lie usually left homo before his
children wore up iu tho morning,
uud did not return until after they
had; gone to bod.
•• lie was hurrying away ono morn
ing when ito found that his little boy
had risen earlier than usual and was
playing on the sidewalk.
“Go into tho house.”
The little fellow refused. His
father seized him and ^puniihed
him.
The child ..went into tho house
crying, and tho mother asked,*-
“Wlmt’s matter?’’
“Man hit mol” cried the child.
“Wlmt man-?”
“Why, that man that-stays hero
Sundays.”
A Moat Wonderful Well.
Mr. John i\ Mooro wits in town
yesterday, aud told^the Chronicle of
a must vvouderful well, which t ,h«»
lately been discovcren iu Taliaferro
Cou uiy on tho farm ”ofj^l{cv, Mr*
11 ill man.
Wo preface wlmt Mr. Mooro says,
by stating that ho is ono of tho best
citizens of his county, and his
staiumenis will ho reudjly bcliovod.by
all who know hinii.
Mr. Mooro said that he had been
suffering with rheumatism for
months in one Imud to such an ex
tent that lie was uliable to open .it,
mid having heard that, this well was
a cure for rheumatism, f guvo,.it a
trial. One lime bathing;,in it re
lieved him, and lie is now able to
tiao liis hand as well as evor.
Clniiley Callaway is a negro blaoic*
smith who lives near Mr.; Moore.
Charley has been. afflicted with
r< eu mat ism so severely that Ito hue
not been able to walk without tho
use of crutches for fourteen months.
After thu first day's bathing ho
walked off without his eratenos, and
after using the water as hath for
several days, lie was able to tuko up
his trade as blacksmith. Charley
ironed a heavy log wagon for Mr.
Mooro last week, and teems to bo
entirely restored to health. Other
teinurkahlo cures besides these have
bitch performed. It is a most won
derful discovery.—Wasliington
Chronicle.
Lots ov Fun in TKX.vfl.--At a
a crowded ball fight yesterday "six
balls were killed, also lino horsesand
two piemlmes wore gored bat tlm
(utter not fatally. Urowdod tmius
went out to tho scone of thought.—
Brackett News.
A newsboy who was eating away
at a yellow bananna, while lie had
two red ones stuffed into his pocket,
was approached by another and.
asked:
“Did you get that tin-typo took
ur ton cents?”
“Naw!”
“Too cloudy?”
“Naw! I was on my way to th«
gallery when bunannas dropped to
three fur ten coins, and I took ad
vantage of tho decline. Tin -type*
arc alius ten cents, but bauaumis bob
up and down.—-Free Press.
A Shrewd Boy.
A jar of preserves had effected •
vey mysterious disappearance during
tho night, and the fact was mention
ed at the breakfast table next morn
ing, Denials' of guilt came from
every side, but it was noticed that
otic particular youngster was silent,
“And vvliat Imvn you to say, Gvo?’*
finally said his mint, turning toward
him. Aud then very honestlyj.nnd
solemnly camu thu response:
“My pa don't allow mo to talk at
tho table.”
A young man wants to know how
to bring out u mustache. Tip a
cord around it tightly, i itch tho
curd to a post,'and then run back
ward.