Paulding County record. (Dallas, Ga.) 1875-1???, February 25, 1875, Image 1

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VOLUME 1. PAULDING RECORD. ISSUED EVERY THURSDAY —BY— GEO, WQ.OD3 & COMPANY. .TERMS QF SUBSCRIPTION : One copy one. year $1 50 “ “ six months ... To 11 “ three months.. 50 ADVERTISING RATES: One square one mcwr.h, r'2' three months. six months, >Jj; twelve months, £l2. Half caluiim one mouth, 5; three months, £-‘5; six months, $?">; twelve mouths, SSO. One column (.no ia<mtl|, St'o; three lu /utho, SBS; six months, twolvij months, 5100, Announcing candidates, $5. aaraKii !■ I ■■ml— ■ !■■■■' imni aallMiall^ The James river is frozen over at Richmond, so as to prevent the ar rival or departure of vessels—a very rare occurrence. The democratic leaders of New Hampshire are said to be in favor of inviting Senator-elect Andrew John son to lake the stump in that state. The severity of the weather at Baltimore has so obstructed naviga tion that all branches of trade de pendent upon water carriage have been brought almost to :: stand. A hill has been introduced into the legtslaturo of Wisconsin to en courage invention. Ten ‘thousand dollars are to be given to any citizen of the state who shall invent a mo tive power to be used to propel car riages, etc., to lake tire places of horses. ” A little hoy naiuedAViilie Evans has been found iu*N ew York, after having been concealed nearly a year by kidnappers. There is some hope, therefore, of finding Charley Ross. Little Evans turned up in a very seedy condition, llis abductors were , who supposed- Wt* receive a large sum of money. In an Illinois insurance case where no policy was issued, but what was called an “open policy book” was furnished the insured, with memoranda of the insurance made, the £'upreme Court held the compa ny bound, and said that “it was not indispensable or even necessary that a written policy should be issued in order to render the company liable.” A circular signed by bankers from various parts of the country is going the rounds, proposing tile for mation of a bank in New Ycik with a million dollars capital, with eleven directors chosen from among the bankers subscribing, its designs be ■ing that the loanable resources of the ■bfink shall be employed in discounts to its stockholders. A Resolution is pending in the House of Representatives calling on the’Secretary of the Treasury for in. forufation as to whether portraits of any living original have been pre pared o. engraved for the purpose of heiJTgqrrinted upon any currency or 6taj*;pi,,4t having been whispered to Gbr.ftFtrl Butler, mover of the resolu. that a female portrait of one of the belles of the Treasury Depart ment was in course of preparation for the purpose, Mrs. Fitch visited the New York Custom-house on Friday and in spected her gift from the Khedive. A Jorge,party of friends attended her land the young.bride arrayed herself in the glittering diamonds to the ad miration and delight of those around her. The Collector’s parlor was •slightly darkened so that the full effect of the gems was seen, and after all eyes were sated the costly necklace was returned to the Collec tor’s safe. Over One tEuiidrul. j Mr. Michael Edwards, of York r county, l’a., who is nowin West t/rginia on a visit to his son, is one vears./dd, and in ■ BV TIE IT ktlVElt. BY RACHKL A. SMITH. Sluggish, eurreritless. turbitlly dull, Fiowetli the still, fleck river, Far and wide o’er the gravelly beach Pale yellow sunbeams quiver. Greenly elad all the field checkered hills, Purple the sky hangs o’er them; Blue and hazy the summer ah P.ests on the waves befosc them. Here and there in the gold m-lmcd sand Glen, ;Ui :> h-'l ail pearly; Up and'down on the scallopy marge lianneth the white foam curly. To and fro on the willowy bank Two lovers true are roaming; Wander they till the sun goes down— Wander they oa till the gleaming. Softly cleaving the gathering shades Cometh the dove’s low cooing; Sadly ’plaineth the lone whipperwill—. Meet is tie' time for wooin . [From Our Fireside Friend.] •GAR3IE JENNINGS. BY MRS. M. D. \vYM4DCP. About midnight Carrie left her room, according to agreement, and iii opening the door she palled the string attached to the bell, the sound of which instantly awoke Mr. Jen. niiigs. He arose, and dressed him self and silently followed his daugh ter, who walked down stairs to the front door, unlocked it, opened it and passed out to join her lover who stood v/aiting to conduct her to a carriage which he had provided for the occasion. There was no moon, but the stars was shining brightly, and guided by tlicir light Mr. Jcu nings stepped noiselessly after them. George and Carrie entered the car riage, Air. Jennings immediately f' 1 y ‘ . !: c jtl'i ra, i. (-. the youthful pair. At the sight of her father Carrie sank upon the seat and hurst into tears; she was too healthy and robust to faint after the most ap proved style OimodcriFhefoL.es and •more naturally gave way to a fit of weeping. George for a moment was dumb witii surprise, and the two men stood looking in each other’s faces. Mr. Jennings was the first to break the silence, saying, “so you f.re determined to marry ?” “Yes, sir,” said is our intention ; we would much rather have your sanction to our marriage, but as you will not give it, \\o have concluded to do.without it.” “I have nry reasons tor opposing this marriage,, but if you will post pone it one mouth you shall have my full consent,” said Mr. Jennings. *“OhjJiiJher,” said Carrie, joyfully, “will for, really give your consent ? ’ “Yes, my daughter, we will lock at this subject in all its bearings, ' and if in four weeks time you still wish to wed this young man, you sliall have my full consent nud a merry marriage feast.” “I would wait twelve months for your sanction if necessary, but as there seemed no piobability of ob taining it, we concluded to do with out it,” said George. “I don’t see,said Carrie,in an aside to George, “what made father change his mind; and why lie wished us to defer our marriage.” “We shall probably know soon; and, Carrie dear, 1 cannot tell you how-*lud I am to have your father’s sanction. I think wc shall always be happier for it." “I know we shall. I could not give you up, and jetul did not feel quite right about going contrary to my parents’ wishes.” Carrie Jennings was a farmer’s daughter, a pretty, gay, sprightly young lady, with a will of her own, which she was now bent upon pursu ing. She had a bewitclun£, dazr zliug way, a leasing, laughing, mer ry manner, that kept you in doubt she was in earnest or in jest, but as she was very careful not to injure another’s feelings* sh# h:ul a suitor in cS’ery young mail irt tjie much to the chagrin ifry?t\ilij;'i idles til the' vfeiimy DALLAS, GEORGIA, srßlrra&f Singing-school and spelling-school were attended by all the youth liv ing within three miles of the build ing,and happy was the man who enjoyed the privilege of escorting Carrie to these evening reunions, ne felt himself a few inches above all the others present ; no matter what the real height of his stature might be, lie was tall that evening. But as everything obeys the same principle that guides the waters of | the earth, and seeks its own level, so unconsciously it almost sconce, did Carrie’s suitors u..indie -down to two. It might have been that she had shown her preference more openly for tuese two, or the others had become wearied o.f following the shadow of hope; however that might be, Julian Grey, a young merchant, who had recently settled in Sterling, and George Bland, a young farmer living in the neigh borhood, were the only remaining ones who persisted in tlicir 'atten-] lions to Carrie. t j George Bland bad a farm of his own upon which he lived, while his sister Jessie, with the help of a pen niless widow, was beeping house ! for him. Being both young, many j were the gay parties that assembled jin that farm house, juA. many wore ! the follies they influTged in, at which | the old folks would have stood aghast I had they seen all the fun and heard i all the merriment that transpired j there. i Julian Grey had often met Carrie at .these youthful gatherings and had endeavored with all his might to captivate her heart, and os he nad the countenance of both father and mother, he appeared for a time to be the favored suitor. It was. only* in appearance, however, for Julian, ! deeply in love with the 1 J girl/ on one seemingly propitious ; evening told his love, and was thence | forth obliged to bear the pangs of : unrequited atfectiou, as he wis kind ; lv yet. firmly rejected. Now George Bland had the 'field to himself, and felt encouraged to declare iiis affection for the idol of | his heart. He proved to be the ; accepted one, and oh, how proud he ' felt of h;s conquest. Of all the numerous suitors who had been at . her feet he alone was the favored cue, and liis triumph was great. But, Carrie, who in the pride of her young heart had caused sadness and ’ sorrow to many, saw not the severe ! triad that lay before her'and kjpow not how soon she too would Have to bear some of the ills of this mortal : existence. She was an only child | and her parents desired ior her an ' easy, and pleasant life. They knew from experience how hard was the farmer’s let, and they determined, if possible, to save tlicir darling . daughter from the hardships of l farm i;fe; when, therefore, she dis i missel,Julian Grey and gave the | preference to George Bland, she j met for the first time with opposi ! lion from her parents. , | “1 shall never give my consent to I your marriage with George Bland/' j said her father. I “Oh, mother/’said Carrie,after her 1 i father had Ipft the room, “wont yon j intercede for me? Can’t you per jsun.de father out. of his prejudice' i against George? I don’t see what he I can have against him.” “Alt That he has against him, is j a farmer, and, Carrie, I am as much I prejudiced as your father, fyr you. will never be a farmer’s wife with my consent,” replied Mrs. Jennings. Carrie retired to her room with a | heavy heart, and passed the nigbt j in tears. At her next interview j ivith George she tuld him the de cision of her parents. “If 1 that is nil they have against me,” he said, “I will sell my farm and embark in some other business. Come, Carrie dear, wipe the tears from those beautiful eyes; we will; go am! see your parents, and I think -I caii'ovtreoine tlicir objections.” They w alked to Mr. Jennings’ j house, when Carrie retired to her own room -and George sought an interview with her father. ” “Is the fact of my being a farmer a!UJ* ofeje.*!' j>3pnst me ?” he inquired. “It is the only objection. I know you to be a sober, industrious young j man, but that is not a sufficient re-; commendation for a husband. I j have known many |obe| indns’.riws I tyoungOmFh • ffoSrft: jksiuling | rtiiese good qualities, could not save tlicir wives from a weary life of toil-: tine drudgeiy.” if “I think my wife would nut be a iilsoir.e drudge.” “Tell life cMuiae who is not." But if yon object to farm life I can sell my farm, and with the pro ceeds engage in some other bust* ness.” | v f . “For what other busi dess afC rim i qualified? Ifyou invest your uiouey hi any pursuit o; which you are ig norant, the presumption is that you would lose it. No man ought to cn : gage in any trade oi* profession to which ha-has not served as an ap i preuticesTiip; if he docs he.is almost j sure to fall. No, young man, you ijiad better stick to your farm.” it “I would gladly do so if you would #oiiscnt to my marriage with your ; daughter.” f | j “TlratT ertn never do, and I hope !#ou will forget her, and seek a wife elsewhere.” pi “I shall never forget her/’ said , George. - “This subject is a painful one. j Yoti .have mv answer, we will not re* i Lew it a vain ” F George knew that this was in tended for a dismissal, and he aiose end slowly left the house, vowing 'iji at he would quarry Carrie, if she itMtf In'spite'of tier' parents. Mr. Jennings called his daughter into Ids presence, when h-> informed, her that she must give up all thoughts ot George as she could night, imagining she was a very ill . used i oui.g lacy, and she neter ; mined that she would marry her dear 1 George in spite of her father a.. 1 mc-ther, who were, ji^t.tLeg, 'estimation, hurtf fn. arte 1 'lyt vs. lAt the uoxt meeting of these two ' lovers, thev concluded on an ciupcmcnt from the parental roof; dear GeorgeOw.uifclin ve a carriage a short- ilVoi life house ■ and under cover of night Carrie would steal out and go with her lover to his farm, where she could pass the night with Jessie Bland. , abd early the next morning they would go to the jhiT be Halted in a bond which ou.v ueatn cSuld sever. i j night arrived and i Carrie hqptd to escape unobserved, j but Mr. Jciinjtigs had been looking i fur jst sue if. F.fi t#l c an 1 bad j formed a plan to prevent i*. Carrie, ' in passing from her bedroom would Lliave to walk through a hall into vfhiclt the door of lw-r parent's room aLo emcned, but as her own [ ro§j*fri4fnjpresl l - ie head of t!:e stairs she imagined she could es cape without observation. Had she carefully observed the handle of her door she would have seen a string tied firmly round it; this string passed across tire hail and through the door of her father's room where it was attached to a bell which would sound an alarm whenever the string was pulled. Every night after the dismissal of George Bland j when Carrie had sought the repose : of jier loom, Mr. Jennings arranged : Hiis apparatus, find every morning before Carrie arose iie removed it, so that she had not the slightest idea of the signal that would be given to her parents of her attempt' to .lice to. fit? agias ff ..her,lover. When Mr/.Jonnlngs reached home with liis daughter he said .“Carrie, do you remember your aunt Jennie : " j “I recollect her very well,” replied I Carrie. “ j “You supposed she died two years ! since,” said Mr. Jennings. “Is she not dead?” exclaimed Car rie. “No,my daughter, she is not dead; it would be belter for her if she was. ■ ’ “Where is she?” inquired Carrie. “At an insane asylum.” lf Tn an insaneasy lu n ! oh, father!*’ “She has been there two years. ,Do you remember how she looked ? • “I recollect she looked very tired and seemed to be almost worn out/ replied Carrie. “Yes, that was the way she looked, worn out. Would you like to see her? ’ “I scarcely know whether I would or not/ replied Carrie. “But I want you and George Bland to see her. lam going there next. Wednesday, and wish you Loth to accompany me.’’ On the following Wednesday a carriage drove up to tiie Insane Asylum, from which al ghted Mr. Jennings and Carrie and George Bland. The keeper of the institu tion met them at the entrance and inquired if they had any friends in the building whom they wished to see. “Yes." replied Mr. Jennings. “Wc wish to see Mrs. Perry. Is there any change in her for the better? ’ “I am afraid not,” was the reply, “step tins way and you can see her.” He led the way to a large airy room in which wore seated several women. Some of them looked sad and melancholy, while others chatted and laughed merrily. One of them who sat apart from the rest, and whom Carrie recognized as her aunt, said in a piteous pleading manner: “Please let me go home, tnv baby is crying for me and I have got four cow* to ufilk.” “Poor sister, I wish I couid take you home,"said Mr. Jennings. Then turning to liis daughter he said: ‘i’i’his is what she says to every visi- I tor. It is her continual comj .aiut that she has four cows to milk, and her baby is crying for her.'’ “Iron: what class of society did these \y- men come?” inquired Mr. “These are ali farmer’s wives.” was lue reply. George stud Carrie both started. They now saw that Mr. Jennings had some grounds for refusing his daughter's marriage with a farmer, ami on their way home they were silent and thought full. “Now. young p i.pic. do y u not think 1 had good rear us for r.ot si .g Carrie to wed a tiller ©i the “It appears so,” said George, “but I do not see why so many far mer’s wives should be insane. I have always supposed, that a farmer's life was the healthiest, happiest life on earth ” “That illusion has been pretty well dispelled to-day, I imagine,” said Mr. Jennings. “Fearfully so, but I do not un derstand what it is that makes so many farmer's wives lose their rea son. Mrs. Jennings always seems happy and cheerful.’’ said George. “I always intended she should be and laid my plans accordingly. If you really wish to inquire into the mailer, take a journey alone to that asylum, observe those poor women closely, and inquire of the attendant physeian what there is in farm life that peoples our lunatic asylums.” George followed Mr. Jennings’ advice and learned from the physi cian that it was the result of too much hard work and too little recre atiru The daily routine of hard labor with nothing to distract their thoughts from the weary tread mill of the monotonous existence; often kept awake all night with the cries of a fretful baby and oblige to rise early in the morning without having an hour’s sleep, to resume body and mind killing labors. “If 1 had fifty daughters not one of them should marry a fanner,” was the Concluding sentence of the physi- cian’s description of the life of & farmer’s wife. “But is there no way of pre=* j venting such a sad catastrophe?” ; inquired George. “To be sure there is. If a man: ; only paid half as much attention to the comfort and well-being of their their wives, as they do to that of their stock, it would be a rare case to see a farmer’s wife in a lunatic asylum.” “Are you a farmer?” asked the pii vsici&Dt “Yes, sir, and a gentleman has ; refused me the hand of his daughter’ or. that account,” replied Georgs. “I do not blame him. I would not allow one of my girls to marry a farmer unless be knew enough , hygiene to take care of his wife. 1C he did I would be as willing for her to marry a farmer as any one else. But as long as they are so ignor ant no woman should place her chance of happiness in their bands.’ A ffw days afterwards George Diand dispatched a note to Mr. Jennings requesting him to call at ..is house as he had something of interest to show him. “I sent for you,” said George to Mr. Jennings upon his arrival, “to show you a purchase I made yester day,” and leading the way to his library he exhibited a complete set of books on hygiene, saying, “I am going to master these so that I can care for my wife’s comfort and min ister to her bodily mental and spir ituel welfare.” “You arc a man after my one , heart, George, and I know that -I can now trust my daughter in your hands; but you must allow that I . lad good reasons for objecting to a farmer as a son-in-law,” said Mr. Jennings. “Why did you not tell me your reasons?” asked George. “You w a! 1 not have believed me if I bad- And as I saw that I could not prevent your marriage, I determined to let you see for your self in the persons of those poor cra zy persons what was the fate I had. reason to dread for Carrie when she entered upon the duties of farm life.” “That shall never be Carrie’s fate.” Said George. George and Carrie were united in the bonds of marriage with the full approbation of the friends of the family, and ten years afterward, when Carre was the rnothor of one boy—t! e exact image of his father—- and two little girls resembling her self, she still retained the bioom up on her cheeks and the lustre in her. eyes, and the smile ot happiness was constantly upon her lips. When the farmers groaning- un*- d_ r the oppression of monopolies, George Bland was among the first, to lend his influence, and work earnestly for their emaueipalioa from, the iron hand of oppression. The Cincinnati Times asserts that it is true that a Cincinnati woman ut tered this lament over her lost lap dog, Angelina: “Just think of it, Mrs,, lle-nry, my Angelina is dead, quite dead. Now if it had only been Thueydides(Thu. was her eldest) I could have born it; for Thucydides, would go to heaven, you know, and be very happy, but my Angelina, (boo bool) is gone and 1 shall nev*- er she her any more(boo-hoo)!’’ A YOUNG man bought a diction ary from a Columbus bookstore and carried it home. The farmer father looked it over, and took it back,, saying he did not want, his son to have a volume that did not treat oa. any particular subject. An elephant is 1,2T7,386 times larger than a flea, but yet there arc women who growl at paying two shillings to visit a menagerie, and will turn a feather bed over half a day to hunt a flea. Dan Rice, the famous circus man, tiled a petition in bankruptcy at Pittsburg Tuesday. Debts,. $100,000; assets, $75. lioSTii.v tm.ls it necessary to keep up eorp*> r.d p'l.istenoun in her female grammar schools. Tu i r.iw Arctic expedition fitted out in U.-nua!.' ml; '.o..ve tu June next. NO. 2.