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3.W. Mitera BOltalor JOHN A. •alvixi, Pr«prlet«r VOLUME I. •M« AITAF. I will «M thlak at *M* M «*M ui «m 4 Urv-lytaf ta «te *nv« UM I Ou M*. I vouM Dot Maa* taMds wban Ufv h*4 *M tod tall tkr body oal/, Um for 1 omr MW Um MU Uy pota onu oroam-1 On Uwl WDbmtlnc hmrt Uat am my owu. Ttey wly «»U ma all UM I had torn »n from Uy breaat Uy lovely aonl had ten. Thou wert not Uat! and ao I tamed away, And tali Ua Doom r boo other mournm lUM ; Nor did I orroa on Uat unhappy day « hen la Ue totnb UM dreadful Uin< waa laid. To ma thou art not dead, bat tone an hour Into anrthar eoantry, lair and aweat. Where thou ahalt by aotua undiaeortred power Ita kept In youth and beauty tin wa meet. Thue I ran fool that any flren day I oould rejoto thee, (ooe awhile before To foreign otlmea to pam dall week* away, By Banderlog on Ue bread Al.antlc ebore. Where meh long wave that breaka upon the aaod Beam Um a memaga from me waiting bore, And every breath apriug brmthea acrom the land Keeme aa a adgn UM Uou art lingering uaar. Bo 1 win think of Um aa living there and I win keep Uy grave to aWeetu'. brom Aa If thou fa met a garden to my cam Era thou departed from onr Kngliah gVxun. Than whan my day la done aad I, too. die, Twill be m If I jonrneyad to Uy aide, and when all quiet we together he We ahaii not know that we hare aver died -AU 111 l aar fc-W gT HE FLEXIBLE FIEND. Idiht hummer my wife received a tele gram from ter mother (tinting in Boa ton), urging her to meet her in that .pit y on an important family matter. Let no one suspect me of fatamntfag that my respected mother-in-law is the “ flexible fiend,"from my introducing her name so Boon after the title of my story; but had it not been for that telegram my experi ence with said flend would hare been nit Arabella waa to start early in the morn mg, and gave me many orders. “Be *nrt and lock all the doors every night, Theophilus, and, whatever you do, don't aggravate Bridget, for you know what a belglfaa predicament you would lie in if life should take it into her head to • leave. ' " , I gave the required promisee, ami next day saw Arabella safely on her way. For a few days all went smoothly, Bridget was, to use her own description, in the most “ iiligaiitest” of humors, and I en joyed unwonted tranquillity. Then came the beginning of the end. Os course Arabella and I exchanged letters daily. (We had only been married a year and a half.) On the afternoon of the fourth day her letter contained the following thunderbolt—in a postscript: ” I forgot to tell you that I found aunt Oarraway here on a visit from the West. She will come horns with me for s short stay, so be sure and have Biddy chan the house from roof to cellar, as Aunt Carraway has an eye like a lynx— but then you know, Philly dear, ahs has a great deal of money.” 1 understood that, “Philly dear,” “t once. On ordinary occasions Arabella rails me “ Theophilus.” She knew that 1 would rather fact* a howitzer than con vey her commands to Bridget, but, as i the thing had to be done, her mode of I address waa an affectionate hint to ap ! ['roach the dreaded damsel with the ut most circumspection. I began at once. I went to the kitch en, where Biddy wa-s scouring pans. “ Well, Bridget, is there anything yon need from the store? I may run down there to-night, and can bring any thing you want—just as well as not, von know.” “Sugar's out," said the maiden, la conically. "Anything else, Biddy?" with a Pick wickian smile and a Ohadlxn.i inflec tion. “ Sure ye might be after Jetehin' a sup o' tey, tooI” “I will, Biddy, with great pleasure. By the way, that's a tine fellow that lomes to see you sometimes. McCarthy * his name.” "It's my euzzint, ahure,” said the ieshful Biddy, rubbing away very hard d the bottom of a pan. "A vary nice oousin, indeed, and I »ope yon will treat him well, Biddy, •very time he comes. By the way. I have jnst had another letter from Mrs. Blodgett. She will lie home on Thnrs d»y, and wished me to mention to you that you might do a little house-clean ing, as she expects to bring a friend with her. 11l help you, Biddy, ’pon my word I will,” I continued hastily, •eemg signs of gathering wrath on Enn's brow. Next day «e began operations. While Bndret scrubbed and scoured and grumbled and glowered, I devoted my energies to clearing out the rubbish in our bedroom closet, and progressed swimmingly nnti! lentne to anold boop "kirt of Araltelfa's. I had heanl a friend •»v that stove olinken and old hoop total* «vxv th* tiarueal tiunga to get nd Colnmbra Idhtrliser. Os on the face of the earth. Bum it I could not Break it I could not I could not hide it in the attic, for Aunt Carraway would be sure to make an ex pedition thither within twenty-four hours of her arrival ! If I should throw it behind the wood-shed, Biddy would trip oves it and fracture her classic nose. A brilliant idea presented itself 1 I would bury it in the vegetable garden, near the potato patch. “The turf shall be its winding sheet," •ang I triumphantly, and bore it to the •pot. A few spadefuls of earth, a few manly tears (caused by uprooting a very powerful onion near by), and all waa over. Th# next day I sat in my library, reading an instructive volume entitled “ Enigmas of Life.” The door was thrown open, and a bouncing, bewilder ing object gyrated along the floor to my study-chair, followed by Bridget, with the thunders of Olympus on her brow, and—yes—a blacked *y« I With wrath ful gestures she shot forth her tirade : “ An’ it is mesilf that'll bo afther hav in’my eye kilt entirely wid the muthenn’ owld villin av a hoop-skurrt jumpin' in til me face, while I waa diggin’ a few peraties for dinner—like a divil from purragatorry, sure 1 ” She disappeared, and I laid .down my book in despair. “Enigmas of Life I" I should think so ! I seized the hoop skirt, and ran frantically in the garden. I would bury it seventy fathoms deep, if I had to dig through to the antipodes I No one should say that Theophilus Blodgett was the man to be conquered by an old hoop-skirt, forty-spring double elliptic though it might lie I Just as I reached the oorper of the woodshed, I heard a silvery .-voice exclaim: “Good-morning, Mr. Blodgett!” Looking around, I descried, oh, hor ror I the clergyman of St. James, with his wife and young-lady visitor, Mias Juliet Thornton, coming to call 1 For the Rev. Oiggswell and lady I cared not a straw, but Juliet Thornton had be*n one if my ardent attachments before I engaged myself to Arabella. In fact, I was a long time (I may say a very long time) making up my ,nH whir’ of the two I really preferred; but, on Arabella's remarking sarcastically one evening that “some people never did know their own minds," and that “men were all alike fickle aa the weather"—l gasped for firmness, uprooted Juliet from my heart forever, and made Arabella name the day on the spot. However, notwithstanding the uproot ing process (which ir not always so thorough as some jxxiple imagine), if there was one [tenon in the world before whom I wished to present a respectable figure, it waa Juliet Thornton. Arabella might get killed in a railroad accident Bt range things happened every day. I glanced alxait mo in desperation. There stood a heavenly ash barrel right at my elliow. I breathed an inward thanks giving, and, hastily cramming the hoop skirt into the barrel, joined my visitors at the front gate. “ We are just in time to malic a tour of your flower garden, Mr. Blodgett,” aaid Juliet b.guilingly ; “Ido so dote on flowers I” and she gave one a tender glance, aa if to say, " I have not forgot ten the hot houses and snowy camellias that a certain individual used to send me 1” “ With all my heart, Indios; this wsy —and Mr. Ciggswell, too," and I led them in triumph around the flower l>eds, plucking the fairest blossoms of nil for Juliet and Mrs. Oiggswell. It is fortu nate that Arabella did not see the solici tude with which I ee)oct4>d the [terfect specimens. The reverend Ciggswvdl squinted through his eye-glasses toward the kitchen fire. “ Ton have -aw -some very tine veg etablca, too—aw—Mr. Blodgett, I [>cr coive. lam very fond of looking—aw— at a vegetable garden.’ I coubl have murdered him. The wav to the vegetable patch led directly past t F nah barrel. “Oh, yes, dear Mr. Blodgett, do show us the vegetables," said Juliet. “ I do love to see the cunning little yel low squashes, and the beets and onions and other nice things.” There was no help for It Stifling a groan I conducted them to the desired ( .|are>. We nc..red the fateful ash barrel. Inliet’a eyes were east on the ground, and I breathed freely aa we passed it, when an ominous sound—" tsin-t-aa-t ” greeted my ears, and my horrified eyes beheld a long, .agg'-d rent in Juliet's pink cambric polonaise 1 That diabol ical hoop-akirt—that haunting remorse lea* fiend—that “ Banquo " that won hi 1 n( A “down"—had protruded a broken wire through a chink of the barrel, and the deed waa dona ! If Arslsdl* were , tn be immolated on fifty trains it would 0u dtiwenv* now I Juliet would Devoted the Interests of Coribia County and the State of Georgia. HARLEM. GEORGIAffUESDAY, AUGUST 23. 1881. never smile on see ageia. A wo® must be an angel to forgive an irrep»- ble injury to a new drees. Os course I apologized, and of coif aha pretended not to care; but a certi freezing dignity crept into her manr for the remainder of the call. Mil by* time wa reached “the cunning lib yellow squashes " her enthusiaaiu wa* dead as Julius Gsasar The visitors declined an invitation enter the house and rest, Mrs. Cig| well, with an infinitude of pins and i abundance of sympathy, made tompij ry repairs in the pink polonair-e, muj bowed them out of the front gato w) an unwonted chill at my heart. Looking acroas the street I espial ragman’s cart standing at the Wnfr Dickerman's. A wild impulse acid ' ma. I snatched the " flend ” from b ash barrel, and, aa I ran up stairs, call out, “ Bridget, run over to Mrs. Diokc man's, pleas*, aad tall that ragman > be sure and atop here." The rag-bag always hung by Arab ia’s sewing-machine in the bedrod. Twisting the fiend into th* smallt possible compass, I wrapfied and Uedt securely in a ragged diah-towel, nl pushed it down, down, down, to the vqr Ixittom of the bag. No, that would* do. With a Machiavellian cunning! pulled the “ fiend " up toward the mk j die. “He will never discover it till h i gets to the paper-mill," thought ; “farewell, ruthless destroyer of it ptace, farewell!” By tno time my arrangments w«i completed the Widow Dickerman lul come to the end of chaffering for ha- | pint tin cupa ami griddto-«take turner • ami the cart wits nt the door. Witlift stolid coantenance, but a throbbin heart, I stood nonchalantly by, wh| the peddler weighed and emptied tb rags and counted out the cash. Id| not draw a full breath till I saw til back of the cart vanish over the top d | the loug, hilly street, on the road t| i H • . JI The next <iav Aniliella (dear girl) r<l I ( turned with Aunt Carraway. As wo «n at dinner, plytßg our elderly relative j J with ell the delicacies of the season, I heard an animated discussion at tiie ! kitchen d<s>r between Bridget anqs strange man. Bridget's vouw grfi shriller, the mao’* gruffer, then hoiiiy fisitsteps came near. I quaked witl|n fearful presentiment. Tiro door o)ieu*l and the rag. men stixxl before no j with indignati >n on his freckled face. “Es you (uppose that Hiram Bel* ! thiel Bang* is agoin’ tew pay 5 cents i poound for old hu|>akirt wire you’)v just a lectio out of your reck’nin', fi t ho don’t ealo'ltte to korry on bizneas in any sinh style. I’ll trouble yew for 10 rente, mister," and he handed mo the “ fiend," still tied in the rugged towel.” i Arabella wm completely mystified. Aunt looked unutterable tilings! I handld out a dime; Hiram j Salathiel departei. I fluug myself back in my chair, in an attitude of utter hopelessness. "It's no use, Atalielln 1 I’ve tried to' get rid of that infix nal thing ever since Tuesday I It’s bewitched ! Where's my hat ?” and I plttngedstwildly out of j the house. “ It’s all right, Philly. Aunt Carra way wasn't nearly so horrified os you would suppose. Hho's asleep in her own room now, like a blessed old lamb kin." Hhe led mo up to the side of the room where the Isxikcaso stood, and pointed roguishly to a mysterious hs>king, svr|>cntiiio arrangement on the wall, lined with Turkey red, tiuishnl off with Imiws of ribbon and filled with newsps |M-ra. “ You know, Phil, yon never can find vour paper again when you lav it down, ao this afteriKXin 1 made you a wall [xn'kct for a surprise." I looked again. Oould I believe my eyes? Ye«, it must be; it was the “ fiend ” transformed into an object Ixrth useful and ornamental by the ready wit and deft fingers of a woman 1 ••I acknowledge myself surpasaxl, Aralxdla. Men *ometime* don't know half as much s* they think they do.” Arabella smiled demurely. Train your eon up to th* *4itorial busines*. and h* will never beoom* a defaulter. With the exception of paste and pencils, there is little for th* nat ural born defaulter to defaofa—Afe»» York (Pmnu-roUl AdvortUor. A Wa tmrx editor found eome st range looking looking bit* of metal in the street, and took them to a jewelry store to ascertain what they were. The stuff turned out to lie money.—PecA’* A'un. Ixdiax* never drink to drown *onow When they can get anything to drink they have no sorrow to drown.—Brook lyn EayU. 2" AJEA AXA rm** I’aarrrvsL motaou—Bounds! Tna fishery question—Got s bite ? W hub was she when he spider ? and where will she be*tl* he sees hi * again ? A match safe—One put np where the small Ivy can’t gas at it. Thu store maple sugar is now known aa the oleomargurfa* of the forest. The telephone ha* developed an en tirely new school of hello cution. NtTcnn abhors a vacuum. That is the reason there ar* so many fools in'the world. Dame Nature wa* lioond to fill up with something. Ladixh probably think that bang* are killing. They are sometimes fatal. The I one that Goliath got in tlic forehead did the business for him. Wim oNsrw wolves have become so hard up for provender that they chat* yonng men who part their hair in the centre. The dear, pet lamba! Tur. following i* a true copy of a sign on nn achdomy out Wret: Frt-emaii A tiugga, school teachers. Freeman teaches the I toys and Huggs the girls. Mrs. O. I.sah Makoarini'. has arrived m the city. Her friends think her*tiro creme de la oreme, but her enemies think differently.— WaaMngton liapub liimn. “Jack, what relation to yon is that old gentleman I saw you with this morning ?” “ Ob, not much; he’s mar ried to my grandparents only daughter." " Yor don’t know bow glatl I am to sen you, Clara, dear." “Ob, yes, I do," icjilird Glam dear; “Johnny told ma that ho heard you *ay you would rather die than see me." MorHi'.n—“ Now, Gerty, be a gixxl girl, nnd give Aunt Julia a kiss and say giaal-night." Gerty—"No, no) if I kiss her slro’U box my ears, like she did papa’s lust night.” Inspiration* ooma to writers without the h-n-t warning, and m all sort* of phu-, -. The following mutt have struck the editor of the Rochester BcprrMi while he wm getting hi* hair curled: I “It Is liL-l lu eesaary for a man to keep ! his mug nt the barlicr'* *hpp, but ho 1 must take it there to lie shaved." A OHNThKUAN from the North wo* ■ spending the evening with a Galveston 1 gentleman whose acquaintance be hail made. On reaching the house the atran gorask'-d: “ Hav* you any old Texas ! relic* or curioaitta* f" “Certainly,” w.is the reply; “ allow mo to make you acquainted with my mother in-law." -Ualvrtton N«w». “Thohk cigars I bought hero yester day weremiglity bad.” Dealer—“lfal? Why, str, I've sold thousands and thou sandi of those cigar*, and you're the first one to find fault with them." Cua iomei "I don’t know anything about that, bitt 1 know that when I tried to smoke ” Dealer—“Ah, I *ee, I see! That’* where you made a mistake I siijq-osed you wanted them to treat your friends with. I thought there must l>e ■ome mistake about iA” Ths man who gave his name to that instrument of death known ss th* “Bowie-knife” is receiving much atten tion nowadays in the way of remin iscence* of his remarkable career as an adventurer. He was a tough citizen wa* James Bowie, but he bad a sense of jus tice in his heart that gave him a charac ter among those who deprecated his murderous way*. He mail* the origin* 1 lx>wie-knife while lying upon a sick-bed, laid up with wounds received to a “ con troversy,” and fashioned the weapon for pur|x»ieH of revenge. It waa made of a large saw-mill file. A good story is told of him in Texas. He entered a church i in one of the new towns and found a clergyman trying to preach to an audience part of whom were anxious to I listen and the »ther part bent upon sport. Whan he announced his text and attempted to preach one man brayed j in imitation of an a*s, another hooted like an owl, etc. He disliked to be driven from his purpose, and attempted again to preach, but was stopped by the •am* *pecto« of interruption. He *tood silent and still, not knowing whether to vacate the pulpit or not. Finally a man whom he did not know arose and with •tentonan vote* said : “ Men, this man has come here to preach to you. You need preaching to, and ID be if he ■han't preach to you I The next man that disturb* him shall fight me. My 'i same is Jim Bowie." The preacher •aid that after thu announcement h* never had a more attentive and rrepect ' fnl atidwmoe, so much influence had Bowi* w*r that rcokle** and dangerous , el&nenk thk vHiQurrotra kkkitxi The reporter u supposed to enjoy many privileges ; he [xasea doorkeeper* and ticket-sellers unquestioned ; he gains admittance everywhere, and generally, , lieing a cheerful, hail-feliow-wall-met sort of man, the enlightened pubho con sider him highly favored in all respects. But, alack ! his lot is not a happy one. Ho enduroH hardship and sevitro trials In order to get the facta with which to construct his numerous articles, he must travel on an average of five miles a day, or an aggregate of 1,600 miles a year. During these perambulations he asks several thousand civil questions and gels several thousand uncivil answers ; gets orsiered out of ofllous ami house*; has dozens of doors slammisl in his face ; i* asked ten thcrnuuid questions and re turns aa many short but civil answers: gets into the circus once on a promise to give it a big send-off; is buttonholed thirteen hundred times by partios who desire to impart n good item about them selves ; is weloomod wherever his [tencil will put money into ]>oople's pocket* or give them a little notoriety. However, he pays 6 cents a glass for beer, full rates for board, top prices tor clotlies, either walks or pays full faro on th* •treet-enra. While others are enjoying the opera, the social party, the circus, prayer-meetings, lectures, a game of cards, a turn on the roller-skates or marching with a political clnb, the re porter is wrestling with a mass of cha otic facta and endeavoring to get them into shape for you to read while you quietly dispatch your warm breakfast. H<> gets to tied at 8 o'clock in the morn ing, and, l»etween the annoyances of files, noisy chambermaids and [xsnoiln of sunlight boring into hi* eye*, ho does well to get seven hours’ *leep by the time he is aroused at nixrn to get his break fast At 2 o’clock he reports at the office and begins the same old round of dntiea. Is this your si*s of a free, untrwebled life? ADTAKTAd* UF FQJUUSF rJUFFL. Mr. Bcestoos. fa hi* pleasant book, tell* of a lady Who, when aakad on her return from Italy whether *h* had aeon the lion of Bi. Mark, replied : “ Oh, ye* ; we arrirod juat fa time to see the noble creature fed. ” Thia remind* one of a woman who met th* fate Dr. Bea 41*, of Philadrlphia. He spoke of the beauty of the Dardanelle*, and she re plied ; “ Oh, ye* 1 I know them well I They are intimate friend* of mine !” •'On the Wing Through Europe.'' iROh ■ a true tonic A PERFECT BTRENGTHENER.A SURE REVIVER, IRON BITTERS ar* highly recommended for all d.e-aee* re qniring a certain and efedenl tonic especially J*d*g«*ti<m, InUr- knMrni E«m, BW of AppoUU, Imo of Straigtk, buk of Entry/, tU. Enrich** the blood, strengthen* th* imi* !<*, and give* new life to th* u«rr«. 1 hey art like a charm on the digeetire organ*, removing all dyioeplic •ymptotn*, *uch a* T'utinq lb Enod, HMnng, Heal »n lb SUnnaok. IbartLvn, Ur. The only Iron Preparation that will not blacken the teeth or tri re heftdaobe. Bold by all druggist*. Writ* for th* ABC Book, 82 pp. of •eeful and aimudog reading— u-nl frre. BROWN CHEMICAL CO., Baltimore, Md. BITTERS SAW MILLS. GRIST MILLS. CANK MILLS. Plantation and Mill Machinery. Engine* and Boiler*, Oilton Strew*, Hhafttng I’ulley*, Hanger*, Journal Boise, Mill Gearing, Gudeon., Turbin’* Witrr Wheal*, Gin Gearing, Judson’* Governor*, Diaeton’* Circular M*w*. Gammer* and rile*, Belting, Banbitt Metal, Bra*» Fitting*, Globe and Citeck Val»e<, Whistle G «ngar*, etc. Iron and Bra** Caatinga, Gin Rib*, Iron Front*, Balcome* and Fance Railing (rEO. R. I.OIVIU ARD A. CO., FOREST CITY FOUNDRY AND MACHINE WORKS, 1014 to 1026 FENWICK STREET, AUGUSTA, GA. fMF"Near the Water Tower.] MF*Repairing promptly dene at loweal prieea. Boiler repair, of all kind* done promptly. dec2l-lr OPERA HOUSE GARDEN! BEN NEISZ, PROPRIETOR. WK WINKS, HQIORS AND riGARS. PHILADELPHIA AND CINCINNATI BEER. BROAD AND ELLIMBTREETH AUGUSTA, GA )Mll-ly ■ Taßßra-******' *■■»■■■ IB ABtA«C* NUMBER 36. irKtoHixo aao.ooo.o— nt 9out> Th* weighing u being don* m th* large melting-room ui the Assay Offl**. The brass scale* are about four feel high, and the weight on cither aide and at th* center rests upon knife edge* of a sharpueas that will have been wont ao much when the present weighing 1* doo* that they will never be used again. Th* balance of the empty [>an» is *o exact that the one-hundredth }>*rt of an ounce addixl to either able bear* it down promptly. The weight* used am of a com[Mi*ition of metals looking like liras*. They are *ha[H.id like largo tomato cans, with scooped-out to[», acroa* which are straight handles, and they weigh 600 troy ounce* each. Ten of three weights, or 6,000 ounce*, make tliu capacity of the scale*, a drop of tins hzv disposing of twenty-five bars, of gold, or *126,000, Os oonr** there arc many smaller weights to secure perfect accuracy. The entire accumulation of gold amounts to 700 molts, of which fifteen oaa be weigbad in an hour, and, thu working hours be ing from 9 a. m. to 4 p. m., only 106 melt* can be disposed of in a day. Al lowing time for lunch and delay*, the work will protiably not be completed much before the last day of th* fiscal yoar, which is J uua 30. The gold, winch is in bars about six inches long, an inch thick, and two and a half inches wide, i* stored iu common o|»n wooden box**, with about the capacity of a hod. Ter bur* arc kept in each box, and the liand truck ia which the gold is hauled from the vault to the scale* will hold twnntff Isixee. Each bar i* worth 15,000, each Ixnful about *60,000, each truck load alxnit 11,000,000. Tiro reporter, Whet shown into th* vault, was surrounded by shelve* piled up with gold and *ilv*r worth about *6U,000,000. -Ntw Yortc World _ a jroonraar aaarr. There is no occasion for (wearing cwt ■id* of a newspaper offloe, where it t* vary useful in proof-reading, and iadis panaably **n*a**ry fa getting forau to proaa It ha* been known, also, to ma terially aaaist th* editor fa looking over the paper after it is printed. Bat other wis* it i* * very foeiish and wicked habit A Miss MoCanrr ws* married in Lou isville, and the (burier-Joumaf* ae c<>uiit of the event woi heeded, “Mated in May." We supiswe that “Joined in June'' and “Attaenad m August," will Is* Uro fate of those who come later fa the season Chuayv Tribune. May we also suggest “Bpliocd in Heptam'b**,” “Fosteuisi in February."—Afodern