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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. -