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VOLUME IX.
DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY EEBUARY 1G, Ml
NUMBER 30.
Professional Cards.
W. T. PARK, M. D.
8^ Whitehall Street, Atlanta, Ga,
Cclehrnted many years for his cures of the
■worst-forms of Btotntich, liver, bowel, kul-
ncy and bladder diseases, dropsy, heart
and lung troubles, catarrh, etc., nil blood
diseases, nerve disorders, nervousness,
neuralgia, rheumatism, debility, female
complaints, opium and whisky habits, :
private ; diseases, sexual, weakness, etc.
Furnishes medical advice, medicine, etc.,
to the afflicted at their , .homes through
mail, express, or otherwise or takes them
under his personal care in Atlanta.
Call on or write to him giving a historyund
statement of your affliction, symptons,
age, sex, etc., enclosing postage for reply.
THE ERMINE’S SERVICE.
Dr-J-P.HOLMES,
PRACTITIONER,
CONDOR, - - GEORGIA.
/"'A ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
■* \J hours. Obsterics a specialty. Office
Residence.
x mcli24, 7m.
Dr. P. M. JOHNSON,
PRACTITIONER,
Lovett. * “ Georgia.
tALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
C‘
hours, Day and Night.
mch25 tf.
Dr. J. LINDER,
[SIX MILS SOUTH OP DUBLIN.]
OFFERS Ills services to the public at
large. Calls promptly attended to, day or
uiglit. Office at residence,
aug 20, ’84 ly.
CHARLES HICKS, M. D.,
PRACTITIONER.
Dublin, - Georgia.
.jc20, y
DR. «. F. GREEN,
PRACTITIONER.
Dublin, ■ Georgia.
•"'tALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL
A^hours. Obstetrics a specialty. Otfloe
Residence
T. L. GRINER,
ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR
AT LAW,
Dublin - Georgia.
may 21 tf.
FELDER & SANDERS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Dublin, - - Georgia
Will practice in the courts of tin Oco
nee, Ocmulgeo and Middle circuits, and
the Supreme court of Georgia, and else
where by special Contract.
Will negotiate loans on improved fann
ing lauds,
b. 8th. 885.-Gm.
Notice
BIG*SpE-MxOT
25000 Aores improved farm land in 50 dif
ferent places from 1 to 12 miles from
Dublin. Terms easy.
4 Store Houses and Lots on Jackson and
Washington Streets.
15 Building and Business lots in and
l .uud Dublin. -
2 Dwelling Houses well located in Dublin
• mall 2 room Dwelling Houses,
u* Building and Business lots at Bruton
Station, D. & . 11. R.
h to Acre place, Saw Mill Bonanzn, Bruton
Station. D. & . R. R.
800 Acre place 1 "3 settlements miles
west of Dublin Bargaiu
Lands Bought and Sold a Specialty.
Patronage Solicited, Buyers Wanted.
Prompt attention given to all
' Business.
®~500 FAUMLns -Wanted.JgJ
Burney & Stubbs,
General Real Estate and Col
leetiug Agency.
.^“Life insurance on good terms
Send in your age and get estimate of
cost.
IDix*fc>l±:n. - C3-a»
Itch, Prairie Mange.. and Scratches of
Ayery kind cured in 80 minutes by Wool
fords Sanitary Lotion. Use no other.
This never fails. Sold by H. Hicks & Co,
Druggist, Dublin, Go.
NOTICE.
• The undersigned will l>e here from now
nntil (he cotton season closes for the pur
note of collecting and receiving cotton
from those against whom l Jinve demands,
All pcarjtlcs indebted tc me aru hereby ro
quested to come forward and make imme
diate settlement of their notes or accounts,
and thereby save future trouble. 1 mean
what I sav. Respectfully,
W. Cl. WEAVER.
til lunoh time. It is too bad, for, as I *«My Dear Miss Grace: On I fclto ball sho rooognizod Mr. St.
yon say, the morning is lovely, and calling this morning to invite you to Glair.
A cozy room, with two occupants
reading by the lamplight—an old,
gray-haired man, with a face beam
ing with gentleness and gooduess,
and a fair thonghtfnl-browned girl.
Suddenly the old gentleman be
thinks himself of something he has
forgotton, and drawing a letter from
liia pocket he lays it in Beth’s hand.
It is from your nunt Marcia,” he
says. “She wants me to spare you.
to her fpr a ;couple of months.
Should /oil like to go ?”
As she reads, Beth’s face bright
ens, and then clouds.
But, papa, you would be so lone
ly.”-.'~
Rev. Dr. Grncesmiles benignantly
as ho draws his daughter’s slight
figure to his sido.
“Yes, I shall miss my one lamb,
most certainly ; but, nevertheless, I 1
wrote this morning to my sister-in-
law* accepting her invitation. It
will do you no harm to seen little
of the world. I have no fear but
that my Beth will return to me the
same pure-hearted, unselfish girl.”
And so a week later sees the girl
in the midst of sights and sounds
whose every strangeness more startle
than pleased her, nntil she has grown
accHstomed to them. Her aunt iB
a gentle, motherly woman, all kind
ness of heart, while her brilliant
cousin Florence spares no effort to
make her guest fell at home.
A couple of weeks fly by, and the
evening comes when Both is to at
tend her first ^arty.
Among all the radiant throng that
evening not a few admire the yonng
stranger; and one gentleman in par
ticular to whom she is introduced
aeons drawn irresistibly to her sido
Beth is not aware, as she qniotly
accepts his invitation to promenade,
that the tall, elegant-looking man
upon whose coat-sldcve her gloved
hand rests, is considered, in socioty
parlance, “the match cf the season,”
though, did she know it, it would
make little difference with her, for
she lias instinctively responded at
once to the friendly liking she can
read in the dark eyes which meet
her own from tin e to ii no. Until
now Beth’s cousin Florence has look
ed upon her visitor with kindly eyes
but now, as she sees the look with
which Mr. St. Clair regards Ins com
panion, a frown draws together her
arched eyebrows. But only for an
i list ant; with an effort, she conceals
her chagrin as best she can.
As time goes on Philip St. Clair
acknowledges to himself that his
heart is r.o longer at his own disposal
but hound captive at a young girl’s
feet.
In the six short weeks in which
he has known sweet Beth he has
found in her character every at
tribute which goes to mako a- “per
fect woman, nobly planned;” though
no words have been spoken, deep
Beth’s mind nestles the conviction
that she is loved and that she loves
It is only a short lime before her ex
pected departure for home, when
one evening, Mr. St. Clair tells them
that in a few days he is to cross the
ocean.
“My agent writes niff that my im
mediate presenco is absolutely ne
cessary,” he Rave. “It is very nnex
pected, but of course I shall go
However, I will not say ‘good-bye’
now, as I shall give myself the pleas
urc of calling agaiu.”
Next morning, at her aunt’s re
quest, Beth dons tier lint und cloak
to attend to an errand for her, Flor
ence having a headache and perfor-
ring to remain at home. But her
headache does not prevent her from
making her appearance when, a half
hour later, Mr. St. Glair stops his
team of spirited bays at their door.
“I came to see if your cousin
would like a drive this bright morn
ing” ho says, as Florcnco enters the
drawing room.
“How unfortunate ! Beth is out
ami wo hardly ex|*ut her hack tin
any one could not help hut enjoy a
drive.
So broad a hint can hardly he mis
understood, and a few moments later
Klorenco is seated beside Mr. St.
Clair in his luxurious equippago.
drivo I was infinitely disappointed to
find you wero not at liomc. My ro-
gret was the groator, becauso’I' had
| something which I thon meant to
tell you. As you know, the steam-1
or-upon which I liavo takon passngo
sails to-morrow. It is that which
loads mo to intrust to paper wlmt 1
Sho lost no timo in com miniiont*
ing to him the fact of Lho mislaying
of his lottor, and of its rocont dis
covery.
As may bo surmised, the bally
however brilliant, had little faSoina
■ : ... .mo- ,, That I love you sodcai'ly that I loug
ter tain ing, but ho was nioreso thand to ^cnll yon- ‘my wife;’?—-to enfold you
ever.” I iiumy heart of hearts ; io guard: your
Llttlo Children That Arc Gone.
Why do thoy ’.'obmo, i^ibso little
ones tlint enter our homos by the
gateway of suffering, and thatlin-
gor with us a few months, uttering
no word, smiling in a mysterious
silonco, yet speaking eloquently all
the time of the purity and sweetness
of heaven? Why must they opep
clinging nentmt-tintoa material, and I *• ““>•"»* toundmlnins of onrina-
fastenin'*' thelnce aL her round throat w°- fc - V1 ? ,0t . 8 a . fc yol J l t,UOat ? tnros only to lOftVO them SO BOOtl,
fastening the lace at her lound th.oat | Whiting and # hoping,^ nm cho|d with the bitter tears of lops?
It is impossihlo wiho]iy io answer
Like one in a drbam Both enters 8U0 |, questions of the tortured hoart,
the room where her oousiu is, and | butouo can say, in gonoral, that
going to her side, lays the lottor
Both tries liard to hide the pain-1 future life with the shield of my
ful surprise sho cannot help bnt feel. : P$ff l° ve ? Now, do you under
Tho next evening bi-inns with it stand mo, my darling ? I have dar
s , ’ lS ed to hope that I am not indifferent
Mr. St. Clair. H.s eyes rest ear- LpW&u, Both; if that is so, when I
nestly upon Beth as she enters the come this evening to hid yon fare-
room aud calmy gives him lior hand. | well for the few short short weeks I
Her girlish figure is robod in some
Oh, Beth, jon cannot imagine; 5 hcpc/toVZthc ?Sto yonr"car ,0 '' »<>*• 1,0 B0U K ht
- lovely it was,” Florence says, Uldno. Both,—pardon mo—it was ttt ® no °* as w0 lmvo soon.—
nisiastically., to her quietly, lis- my mother’s name;, and how it is I Carl Brickolt, in Now York Lodg-
in? cousin as sho describes her doubly dear—dpes .no intution tell I or.
how
enthusiastically, j|!|jL .,. ,
toning cousin as she uosenbos her I doubly dour—docs no intution toll
rive. “Mr. St. Clair i ? always on-Iwhat it is lam; about, to_say?
shall be obliged to tear myself from!
a crimson rose.
Tho eagerness in his gaze changes
suddenly to disappointment as he
ihrnf away to converse with tlie:
other ladies. The hours fly by, and
at length he rises to go. All is soon
ovoiv-u clasp of the Hand, a strange,
searching (to Beth into nprohensi
blc) glance into her face, and the
man to whom, unasked and undo-
sired, she lias given her whole maid
enly heart passes out of her Bight.
Five years have glided away since
th t time, bringing grout changes
into Beth’s life.
The parsonage echoes no longer
Dr. Grace’s genial voico-nor Beth’s
light, active footfall. A year ago
saw the good old man ourried to
his well-earned rest. Thus sudden
ly the daughter, upon whom the
winds have not been ullowed to blow
too roughly, is brought fuoc to face
with tho stern realities of lifo.
Left alone, and with hut slender
means, she is only too thankful to
fly, like a tender dove in a storm,
into the first shelter; and when, in a
kind, sympathetic lottor, her aunt
invites her to make her homo with
her, she gratofullv consents. ,Thoro
itis wc find her, still the snme bean-
tiful-faced girl, hut with n change.
There is a sandess in lior eyes which
once was foreign to them.
She has been in her aunt’s home
a year—ever since hoi father’s death
fitting into the small household ns
only a helpful and amiable girl oan.
Florence still reigns a belle in socioty,
und in parties and balls/finds a never
failing ploasuio, although it is a so
crct mortification to lior that as yet
no betrothal ring encircles her slen
der finger.
Wo will look in at tho ladies as
they sit together in tho morning-
room. Mrs. Grace is reading, while
over Florence’s lap liuitgs the breadth
of a heavy satin robe, upon whoso
creamy surface she is busily engaged
fastening myrnids of tiny, glistening
crystals. There is to bo a fanoy
dress hall to-night, and Florence is
to go arrayed as a show queen.
“I do wish I had some ermino to
edge tho train and border the sleeve.
Wouldn’t it he pretty ? By the by,
up in the lumber-room, in an old
chest* there is just what I want,
Why didn’t 1 think of it before ?
Both yon are not busy. Would
you mind doing me a favor ?” Then,
as Beth rises with alacrity : “Up in
the attic, in tho farthest corner, in u
cedar chost, you will find a loug silk
mantle. I haven’t worn it for five
years. After the silk' grow rusty I
put it away, thinking tho fur might
come in for something. It will be
just the thing.”
Beth docs as requested, and finds
the desired garment, and throwiugit
carelessly over her arm, descends tho
stairs. As she walks something falls
from its folds. Stooping to pick it
up, she finds it is a letter. As it lies
the address is npmost—“Miss Eliz
abeth Grace.”
“Why. it must ho for mo. llow
glrango J”
Opening it, sho ruads tho follow
ing. penned in a hold, manly hand :
in
her lap. Floronce looks with amaze
ment into Beth’s port it bed face, and |
starts to speuk, then, as her eyes j
glance downward, the words freeze
on her lips.
It is my lottor; it fell out from
the pocket of this cloak. Florcnco,
what does it moan ?”
Coming to her daughter, Mrs.
Grace takes tho letter from her.
Ono glance suffices to enlighten her]
ns to the meaning of wbat iB puss
ing.
“How did you conic by ii, Flor
ence ?” she askod, sternly ; and oom-
polled to speak truly, Florence an
swered :
“I was going for a walk, and as 1
opened tho door the boy was
and I took it from him.”
Mrs: Grace turned to Both.
“Mroluld, pardon mo for asking;
but would your answer to this have
been favorable ?”
Tho tide of crimson which rises
over the sweet face before her fully
auswors her question.
'Oil, mamma, do not look at mo
so !” cries Florence, hiding her guil
ty fuco with her hands. “I didn’t
think it would do much harm.”
‘Muoli harm 1 I am grieved to the
heart that ono of’iny flesh and blood
could stoop tosueluv disgraceful uo
tion. But this matter shall bo seen
to. Yes,’’ as liar daughters starts,
“in the morning.1 shall write to Mr.
St. Oluir, informing him of tin's dis
covery. The oiiuso of his long-eon
tinned absence from his home can
be easily surmised now. No rernon
strances, Both; wrong must ho right
ed. Bill, Florence, though you do
not deservo it, I will hot implicate
you; I will merely stato that the lot
these littlo temporary wanderors
from a oelestfal homo come and go
because of tho groat love of God. It
is an inestimable blessing to luvvo
boon tho paront of a child that lias
tho stamp of heaven upon its brow,
to hold it in ono’s arms, to iniuiator
to it, to gavo fondly down into the
littlo upturned faoo and to rejoice in
tho unsullied beauty of its smiles,
and then —to givo it hack to God at
his call, with the thought that in
Heaven, ns upon earth, it is still our
own child, a monibor of tho house
hold still, to bb counted always jib!
one of tho ohildron whom God hath
given us. Such a lovo ohustens und
8tinctifios tho hearts of tho futhor
and mother, carrios them out bo
there | yond timo and sonso, and gives them,
a hold upon tho unsoeii. As things
of great value always cost, it
worth all the sorrow to have known
this holy affection aud to liavo this
treasure in Heaven—Chicago Ad
vance.
Royalty at tho Oporu.
From a London Lottor.
Tho princess of Walos, ncconipan
iod by her royul husband and eldost
son, occupied a box at tho Princess
theater, an pvoning or two ago, dur
ing a performance of Mr. Jones’s
‘Noblo Vagabond.” It will sconi
strange to some American women to
road that tho wife of England’s fu~
turo king and tho motbor of a hoy
who, in all probability, will also
wear the English crown boforo ho
dios, should have boon attirod “in a
plain white dross of simple tulle,
Without jowolry or ornanionteof any
kind, yot that is exactly what sho
woro. It was noticed also that she
Post Office Hints.
When you call at tho office for
your mail, and tho postmaster bauds
it out, ask him if that, is all. 1 ; |
If you ask for mail, and'ho tcills
you there is none, toll him thoro
ought to he, then go homo and send
tho rest of the family nroniid to dsk
at' different times through the day.
Don’t bring your mail to the office
natal tho mail otoscs, thon abuse tlio
>vuen yon. want a eiamp un yuur
teOoll thiT p^^^ put 'll
...^ if lip won’t.do it, : “|o” for him.
lu c.iso you pjnt,it on yourself, soak
it in your mouth long enough to re^
hioivo the niuoiingq; it will tlioh st'iok
until its dry.
lb; snro to ask tho postmaster to
credit you f.or stamps; if ho lias any
accommodation’ about him ho will do
t'tT’.'.T" ’■>»? nn.\ drum
“ l, -~ “oatimistor lunula out
. ...
gotten your koy; it makes him feel
good, 08pooinlly if lib is waiting op
somebody else.
Tlio Editor Return Thanks.
A Wostorn oditor, whoso honso
was onterod by a burglar, returns,
thanks ns follows :
Wo wish to return our thanks to
tho ontorpriaing but misguidod bur
glar who broke into our roBidouco
night before last, under tlio impres
sion he was cracking tho crib of the
druggist who lives next door. Ho
ontored tho' window; and carofiiTty
removed his hoots, Betting thpm
down on the floor. To this circum
stance, and to tlio fact that wo saw
him come in, wo ni'o indebted for
tho first pair of good boots wo liavo'
had in toil years. While lie was*
ansaokiiig tho lioiiso wo qniotly
slipped out of bod and oxoiianged
our old boots for his mid thon wont
hack to hod and foil nsleop. How
long ho was in tlio honso wo do not
kuow, hut tho presumption is that
whon ho went away bo took tlio old
boots. They liavo boon missing over
sinco, and thoro was nothing.olso to
tuko.
JUS
did not sit in tho most oonspiouous
„ I part the box afforded, but drew lior
ter was mislaid ana is now found.” \ . .... ...
^ oha r within tho shadow of tho our
Floronco is of too shallow a
ture to rotnm disagrccahlo impros
sious long: and as sho cn tors the ball
room with her mother, no ono would
imhgino her placidity had over been
disturbed.
Beth, alone at home, sits before
the grato fire, which casts its flick
©ring lights tenderly over her-howpd
head and slender, blackrobod form.
Just five years ago that very night
she hade Philip St. Clair farewell.
Only too well sho remembers and
understand now tliut long, grieved,
earnest look which ovor sinco
haunted hor.
“Beth 1”
With a start she looks tip. Thoro
from tho open doorway,
handsome face, with oyos
tain with which tho royal 1 box was
hung. Whon she did loan forward
once, not to ho scon but to see,
murmur of admiration wont up ns
hor well-presorvbd fuco and form
wore rocbgnizod, which she acknow
lodged with a quick smile and
quicker return to hor rptirod seat.
The prince and his son woro the or
dinary evening suits, with white
ties and lavender gloves, and wdn t
out together nftor tho first act, pro
suihably to soo the same old man.
Most ovorytliing in this world
full ot, deception. The higgost
orange has the tickcst peel aud the
reddest apple is often tho sourest
a dark Tlnigs are not what they seom to bo
full of The girl with pretty hangs my hav
lovo and longing, gazes at her. I false hair, and tho most graceful
Trembling, and rendered powor- skater may he tlio poorest sort of
less t* move by tho magnetism of cook. Tho loud harking dog sel
that look, sho sits still, until strong dom bites, and the man who boasts
arms raise her into a warm embrace, of his wealth and sneers at tho poor
Thon Both realizes at last that it is will die wonring patched pantaloons
not all a dream—that her happiness | —or perhaps none at ull.
lias come to her.
Mrs. Graco did not have to wait
for tho morning mail to undo the
fruits of lior daughter’s duplicity;
for, much lo her surprise, early in
the evening, hi ono of the arrivals
Texas is making sorno tremendous
strides toward civilization. Sho bus
just elected to tlio United Suite sen
ate a mail against whom it lias hoc
successfully charged that ho took
lullh early this winter in Washing
Tills Man Given liliiiHOlt Away*
“When wo first roturiiod from our
woddmg tour and sot up housekeep
ing,” said a liuffaloniun, who sorno
months ago hocqnioV iv bonedict, my
wife would place .hoi* hand on my
shoulder when sho saw mo making
preparation to go down town, ami in
an appealing tono say : ‘Don’t ho in
a harry, doar; business is not pas
sing, and I want to talk with you
half an hour longer.’ Now sho
glances at the clock the tnoinonfcl
Tho Montcznmn Record mail was
inspired by tho oternul fitness of
things whon lie printed the folldwing:
“Occasionally aorfib follow will got
nettlod because a. nowspupor man
duns him for monoy. The way to »-
Void boihg duhri’dd is to pay up. It
is not an impcachineut hot a clsar
unmistakable sign that editors, like
other pooplo, have necessities.”
A Brusaols young huly, wh.o was
solicited for a suhscriptipn to tho
funds of the local band, subscribed
a kiss, and the band boys are dispu
ting about who shall collect.
“1 ain g<»ing to make you a hand
some Christinas present,” a
Wall street broker Lo Lid coachman..
“Thank you sir,” replied tho
coachman, who expected somolhing
handsome.
“i’ll givo you all you havo stolon
from mo for tho past your.”
“Thank you, sir; thank you, (
hope all your customers will treui
you as liuorully.”—Texas Siftings,*
An exchange declares that a man
who will rcntl a newspaper two or
throe Years without paying for it,
would pastil ro a goat on his graud-
fal tier’s grave. -