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VOLUME VIII. Church Directory. METHODIST.—DoWJiasvnxE—Find-, thi rd and fifth Sundays. Salt SmJfGS—Secead Sunday, and Saturday before. Midway—-Fourth "Bunday, and Stftnrdav be. fore. W. B, F7OTK. Pastob. Baptist—Douglasville, first and fourth Sun days. Rev. A. -B. Vaughn, pastor. Masonic. Douglasville Lodge, No. 289, F. A. M.,meets j •on Saturday night before the 'first and third ; Huudavs in each month. J. fl. Carter, W. SI., < W. J. Camp, Secy. County Directory. 'Ordinary—H. T. Cooper. Clerk—B. N. Dorsett. Sheri flMStenry Ward. iDeputy Sheriff—G. M. Bottler. Tax Receiver—E. H. Camp. Tax Collector —W. A. Sayor. Treasurer—Samuel Hhanron. Surveyor—John M. Huey. Coroner—F. M. Mitchell. •UPERIOT. COURT. Meet# on third Mondays in Jannacywad Julj •nd holds two weeks. Judge—Hon. Samson W. Harris. Sol. Genl.—Hon. Harry M. Reid. Clerk—B. N. Dorsett. Sheriff—Henry Ward. county COURT. Meet# in quarterly session oa 'fourth Mon days in February, May, August and November and holds until all the case# on the dookei mb oalled. In monthly session it meet# on fourth Mondays in each month, Judge—Hon. R. A. Massev. Sol. Genl.-Hon. W. T. Roberta. Bailiff—D. W. John#. ORDINARY’S COORT ’ Meet# for ordinary purpose# on first Mondar, and for county purposes on "first Tuesday i« each month. •I Judge—Hon. H. T. Cooper. nwricaa courts. 730th Diet. G. M. meets first Thursday in each month. J. I. Feely, J. P„ W. H. Cash, N. P.» D. W. Johns andfW. K. Burnt, L. 0. 736th Dist G. M., meets second Saturday. A. R. Bomar, J.'l?., B. A. Arnold, N. P., S. C. Yeager, L. C. 784th Dist. G. M. meets fourth Saturday. Franklin Carver, J. P., C. B. Baggett, N. 1., J. 0. James and M. S. Gore, L. Os. 1239th Dtst. <J. M. meet# third Saturday. T. M. Hamilton. J.P., M. L. Yates, N. P., 8. W. Biggers, L. 0., 8. J. Jourdan, L. C. . 1260tu Dist. 4G. M. meets third Saturday. N. * W. Camp, J.P., W. S. Hudson, Ji. P„ J. A. Hill, L. C. A 13715 t Dist. G, M. meets, first Saturday. 0. C. P. Albecry Hembree, N. P, 1272nd Dist. G. M. meet* fourth Friday. . Geo. W, Smith, J. P„ C, J. Robinson, N. I‘,, 1273rd Dist. G. M. meets third Friday. Thos. White, J. P., A. J. Bowen, N. P., W. J.'Harbin, . w ftnar hT a m a ATTORNEY AT LAW DOUGLASVILLE, OA. (Office in front room, Dorsett’s Building, y Will practice anywhere except in the Count? Court of Douglass county. W. AjJAMES, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Will practice sci »U the courts, Slate an Federal. Office on*Court House Square, DOUGLASVILLE, GA. WM.T.ROBERTS, ATTORNEY AT LAW, DOUGLASVILLE. GA. Will practice in all the Courts. All lega DuaiuMs will receive, prompt attention. Oftioc ip Court Rouse. C. I). CAMP, ATTORNEY AT LAW. DOUGLASVILLE, GA. Will practice in all the courts. AU bualnew intrusted to him will receive prompt attention. Tl G. GRIGGS." ATTORNEY AT LAW, DOU3LASmiLE, GA Will practice in all the courts. State and (Federal JOHN M, EQGE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. DOUGLASVILLE. GA. Will practice in all the eowM, and promptly attecd to all Unaineea entrwrted So-hisoare. Ts. JAMESi ATTORNEY AT LAW, DOUGLASVILLE. GA Will marttee in lh« court* of Dopglaea. offcmphril. Carroll, Bauldfaag. Cobb, Fulton ami attention given , _______ attorney at law. DCNtUM. AS VILLE. OA. Mud niacttce in ail the e»wte both State and fhd«rsl • apectalty. JOHN V. ED6L ATTORNEY AT LAW. DOUGLASVILLE, GA JOB PRINTING NEATLY DONE AT THE “STAR" OFFICE r V /• / > I ( ( V “HB 'II Sa V iWI i i'll || | I* I I />arWard. Push on, brave heart, nor yet despair, Though dark aud dreary seem the way, Thy sun will shine from skies as fair • As over graced the coming day. And ever keep before thine eyes f The heroes of the mighty past; Think hoT/ they straggled for the prize. And thou shalt surely win at last. Push on, as some brave swimmers do, I Over storm-capped waves of life, ■Strike out against the undertow, ! And coma off victor in the strife. ’ Push on, and win a lasting name ■ The nations of the earth among, Nor stoop to use as steps to fame Thy fellow-men who round you throng. j Push on, and when them gain’st the day, , Remember these brave words of mine; I Bear up beneath each darkened ray, Thy sun is waiting but to shine With tenfold glory from above. That hoar is darkest next the dawn. ■ Success is certain. Do not fear. But let the watebwarti be—Push on. i —Jack Gardiner in Detroit Free Press. THE SQUIRE’S APPLES. “Such pretty apples!” cried Linnet Dessoir, ecstatically. 4 ‘With red checks, just as if a fairy pencil had painted them, and delicious, bloomy streaks here and there!! ’I should like to copy them on a \ plaque or a panel or something, if only i oae could be sure of reproducing those ! delicate tints of rose and white!” “WeU, I declare I” said Rose Hebron, the country cousin, whom she was visit ing, laughing with a merry, thrush-like laugh, as the two girls sat on a moss ’Bnanioled boulder under the boughs of the lady-apple-tree, with fyere and there a wellow leaf fluttering dreamly down at ; their feet. “Who would dream of such ; a poetical description applying to the ap ples that grow in Squire Sandford’s or chard?” ■“Wasn’t it good of him to allow us to gather them?” said Linnet, trimming the iide-leaflets off a lovely branch of yellow .golden-rod. 4 ‘l shall not believe that they arc ab solutely out's though,” declared Rose, “uptil I see them iu the old apple-bin at home*.’’ i isif. '■ |v ■■ - -'GOh, Squire Cedric is eccentric!” Rose J ißßmiiLXUg',' Uiii'incsrtj; ; — x “Yes. Isn’t it an odd relic of the Saxon times?” laughed Rose. “B’s a very romantic name,” remarked Linnet, wrinkling her brows in pretty consideration of the epithet. t4 He isn’t romantic,” observed Rose. <‘lsn’t he? But why not?” “lib’sso old! Thirty, at least 1” Rose Tesponded, with an emphatic nod of the head. “Horrid ogre!” said Linnet, who was >lnher seventeenth year. “Come, Rosey, let’s go home. I’m as hungry as a canni 'bal! Gathering apples is sucJi hard work!” Sire skipped ahead, with her yellow tresses floating behind, like stray strands of sunshine, and her white dress rustling over the drifts of perfumed leaves that carpeted the path. Rose followed, with affectionate eyes •of admiration. ‘'What b the • difference between me j and Linnet?” she asked herself. “My | dress is white also; my hair is as golden ias hexs. Why is it that she is like a I dancing sprite—l, a plodding human be : fag?” four little Rosy! -She did not realize that Linnet Dessoir had grown up in an altogether different atmosphere; that Lin i net had unconsciously modeled her dress from (the graceful robes which her father, i the artist, kept to drape his lay-figures; that her eye had liee-n trained, her taste cultured, in every possible point. “He’s only a jxxir struggling artist!” Farmer Hebron had been wont conteuip tously to observe, when he saw his broth er-in-law’s name among the 1 Ute special- I ly honored by the Academy «f Design. “He’s a gvod follow enough,” Eugene Dessoir%iriiy remarked, when ids agricul tural connection happened to be men tioned. “But he hasn’t an idea be yond his own f&t cattle! He don’t Jive; he only vegourte«!” Linnet, however, the bright, mother s less young beauty, was a great favorite of the kind-hearted ffebroas; and when ahe had so enthusiastically admired thebeau tiful pink-and-whitelady-apples on Stjuire Sandford's tree. Mr. Hebron had gone so ; far out of his way to ask the squire for a I barrel. ‘Must to please the btele girl,” said he. “She Udnk i a deal of pretty things.” ••She is quite’welcome,” said Squire Saadfurd, with formal politeness. “If you will send a barrel to the tree to-mor row. Mr. Hebron, it shall be filled for four nieee.” Ami when the squire Mid thk bq pict i Wed in his mind's eye the aforesaid niec e «• a romp of eleven or twelve, with j uhiagltd iuur, freckles and pretematursd ’ ly kntgaraw. I Jdl mght long Linnet Danob dreamad FAWNING TO NONE-CHARITY TO ALL. DOUGLASVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY. JULY 13. 1886- of the lady-apples, and when the sun rose, a sphere of rubied fire, above the eastern hills, she jumped out of bed and dressed herself with haste. “I can’t sleep another minute,” said she. “It’s just the very s#rt of morning to walk out across the woods and look at the lady-apple-tree, with the little spring gushing out so close to its roots, and the blue asters, and thickets of golden-rod, by the stone fence. I won’t wake Rosy, Rosy was up late last night, putting la bels on the quince jelly. I’ll let her sleep, and go by myself I” But Miss Hebrou was no more of a lag gard in the morning than was her city cousin. At seven precisely she knocked at Linnet’s door, but the bird had flown, “How provoking!” said Rose. “But I’ll follow her. She must have gone to try to make that sketch of the old mossy rock close to the lady-apple-tree! I wo* j m der if she knows that my father has tured Ajax in the adjoining field?” “Ajax” was a savage, beautiful bull, who was at once the pride and torment of Farmer Hebron, and a thrill of terror came into Rose’s heart as she made all speed to follow the dewy track of Lio net’s footsteps over the grass. As islie reached the belt of woods close to the apple-orchard, she paused in dis may at the sound of a sweet, high pitched voice. It’s Linnet!” she involuntarily ex claimed. “And she’s scolding some body. Dear me, whom can it be? Sure ly not Ajax!” “You are a thief!” she could hear Lin net exclaim—“a robber! Let that bar rel of apples alone, I say. I don’t care whether you are Squire Sandford or not. That barrel of apples is mine 1” And as Rose drew near, die could see this dimpled young Amazon resolutely deluding the barrel of apples, with her single strength, against Squire Sandford and his stoutest farm laborer. She stood there, with one slight hand on the red-checked fruit, which was brimming over the barrel-hoops, and be fore her the tall squire and his herculean iganutoibilcss. • TILt. a i • |-,F? i:. • ■ Touch them, at you# fFHn* - ' ' Thus far the young heroine was a con queror. But alas! in that very moment of victory Nemesis was at hand. There was.the dull sound of trampling hoofs, then a sullen bellow, and Ajax himself, bursting through a weak spot in the fence, was upon them. Linnet Dessoir collapsed, so to speak, at once. She forgot her heroism, her dignity—-everything but her danger, and flew, for rescue, to Squire Sandford, shrieking: 4< Savc me! save me!” The fann-hand dogged behind the wagon; but Squire Sandford never quailed, but held her resolutely in his arms. “Do not be afraid,” he said, almost as if he had been speaking to a frightened child. “Nothing shall harm you, little oae!** For an instant, things look very black; then Squire Sandford spoke gently once more. “Do eot hold my arm so tightly,” said he, “Let me get at my revolver. I must shoot the brute! No, don't be so terri fied. Do aot you hear me say that noth ing should harm youV' And then the problem resolved itself, as problems often do. Ajax, butting his huge head against the barrel of lady-ap ples, sent them rolling in all directions, nnd caught his horns in the barrel itself, effectually blinding him. He set off at a wild gallop down the hill, bellowing as he went, and there he met his fate in the shape of two or three men with a run ning noose of rope and a good stout chain. “Hello, pet!” shouted Farmer Heb ron’s voice. “What’s the matter? She hasn’t fainted, has she, squire?” And Linnet, realizing that the was safe, blushingly withdrew from Mr. Sandford’s sheltering arms, and ran to her unde. “I am to much obliged to you, sir,” she whispered. “And please—please don’t mind what I said about the apples. Kw are gait* welcome to them.” “Hey? Apples!” said Mr. Hebron. “Why, Linnet didn’t you know that I carted the barrel of apples that the •quire gave you home last night” Linnet grew crimson all over, and fled to Bose's faithful breast for consolation. I—l shall never dare to look that man in the face again,” she bewailed herself. “Oh, dear—oh, dear, what murt he have thought of me!” But of course Mr. Sandford considered it only right and proper to call that eve ning, and inquire bo* Mies Dessoir found herself; and really the meeting wm not half m embarrassing m Linnet had fancied it would ba. They had a good laugh about Ajax and the apples; and Linnet confessed how dreadfully frightened she had been. “And with reason,” said Squire Sand ford. “There was a second or two in : which we were in very serious danger.” j “But , you will forgive me about the ! apples?” said Linnet, with pretty, coax- ' ing earnestness. f‘Oh, yes, I will forgive you about the • apples!” Squire Sandford laughingly returned. > And in that moment Linnet thought what a very pretty color his eyes were, decided that he couldn't possibly be thirty years old. ♦ * * • * ♦ it strange,” said Rose Hebron, “that we have lived neighbor to Squire Sandford all these yeats, and he has nev er been more than ordinarily polite to me? And here comes Linnet, and quar hrels with him at five minutes’ notice, and calls him all sorts of names, and now they are engaged to be married, and I ®m to be the bridesmaid.” “Not at all strange!” said Miss Dessoir. “To me it seems as nice and natural as possible. But yon are mistaken about his age, Rosy. He is only twenty-nine. And if he were a hundred and twenty nine, I should love him all the same.” “Os course,” said Rose; that is what all engaged girls say.”— Helen Forest Graves. Turkish Public Amusements. The public amusements of the Turks consist of meydan-oyoonoo., lara-g'eoz, and the medduh. Mcydau-oyoonoo is a sort of low burlesque, acted by men only and without a stage, the changing of cos tumes being effected behind a tempora ry screen. The kara-g’eoz is the Turk ish “Punch and Judy,” rendered in shadows, a white sheet being stretched across one of the angles of the room di agonally, forming the base of a triangle, behind which the performer takes his stand, and by the force of a strong light casts the “shadows of coming events” on the sheet, And the meddah is the fa mous story-teller'df the East. The ab (-fence of worts of fiction, and the general Ignorance of. the WBWnre. rdf Int> io ve of the niarvenous' is too powerful in the warm and imagina tive nature of the people of that sunny clime to remain without some develop-, meat. Hence their popularity. Then, again, these meddahs are not destitute of dramatic power, entrancing their atten tive audiences by the magnetism of high ly wrought fiction, exaggerated descrip tion, and effective mimicry. Indeed, some of them have acquired a renown for their specialty. Kiz-Ahmed, or Lady Ahmed, is so named on account of his successful ability in “taking off” the la dies, and Piujemin is noted for the “pa thetic.” They exercise certain coup de theatre ot their own, and are by the ex cited fancies of the people invested with a genii-liko power, as they condense into a passing tour the scenes of an eventful life, or detail the enchantments of faijy dom. In fact, these meddahs occupy the Orients! lecture field, and on festive occasions ptovide a most welcome part of the entertaiiment. Their tales, general ly vulgar, wuit public taste, are often not devoid <f some good moral, and their comicaliVas hold up some popular vice to public lerision. — Harper's Bazar, Going to Sea la a Flatboat. Recently the pUot at Eadsport on the Mississippi river,: noticed a singular looking craft, with two sails and a jib, | making its way do*i the jetties to sea, but paid no attention to it. There was a heavy on at the time, and when she had gol about five miles o«t into the gulf the |ilot boat Under- . writer caught sight ofMier, and, seeing that she was in danger,|went to her as sistance. On reaching the strange craft it was found that her rudder As' broken and she was unmanageable—it.fact, that she was an old-fashioned sedf or fiatboat, with two abort masts and a jib. The calking was coming out 4 the seams, she had no bulkheads or lengthening braces, or any similar derict of marine architecture. The only liwg things aboard were one man, his wiu| two chil dren, and a dog. These adventurers were a’l<he way from some interior point in Arkbsas, on their way to Florida, without or even chart, chronometer, ® other maritime appliances. There wt* no water aboard, and but little proqpons. j The captain of this nondescript jnust have been reading some dime novejtend probably thought he could hitch u| at i night, get water and provision®, |- ahead whenever he desired. He •aid, been six yean building this ctJL t The people aboard warn wanned fro* death, and brought to the city. BEFORE PETERSBURG Intermingling of Federal and 1 Confederates Pickets. i ! j How a Federal Soldier’s Visit to th? | Besieged Oity was Returned. Peter A Ayers writes as follows, in the 1 Chicago Ledger: No word is more sacred • than that which passes between brave soldiers, even though given by those who I belong to contending armies. However I fiercely they might contend on the battle- i field, it was seldom, among the millions 1 • actively engaged in the late war, that . ■ Yankee or Johnny had reason to com- ; ! plain of personal bad faith or treachery • in the other. Our regiment, the Ninety - ! ninth Pennsylvania Veterans, took an ac- • tive part in the loug andbloody siege of i ; Petersburg. In Die earlier stages of the ; siege it was customary for bothjConfed : crates and Fedcrals to relieve pickets over | the open ground under protection of a flag of truce, gap lines had not yet been dug, the rifle pits were equidistant - from | the main line of works —about three hun dred yards. It was a pretty sight to see I those lines advanced, having already been deployed behind the heavy works, ; and at a signal both lines, like two lines of battle advancing aga nst each other. i When the pits were reached the relieved | pickets quietly, yet quickly hurried back .to their main line of retrenchment. This i flag of truce had put the pickets of both j sides on quite friendly terms. At first ; the boys would sit out on the bank of the rifle pits and chat with each other. Their rifle pits, by the way, were only, or less than, fifty yards distant from each other on this part’of the line at this time. Fin- | ally, the boys would meet on this middle | grouud, play cards, trade tobacco, coffee, sugar, papers, indeed, anything for bar ter. We found that day after day we I were confronted bv the same men, a de ■ l tail from the Third Mississippi Rifles, i some of whom we came to know as • Brown, Jones, Smith, etc. Now, there • was in Company A of our regiment a fel low nicknamed “Jersey,” who was of found between the lines than any else. I had noticed this, questioned concerning it. He then informed Mi that three nights before he had, in r i company with a Third Alississippiau, gone into Petersburg, had attended a dance, got acquainted with some girls, » and had a “bully good time.” This I found out afterward to have been a fact. I warned him not to repeat it, showing him the danger, and had his promise not to do so again; “but,” said he, “I have promised this man to buy him something from our sutler.” ‘The sutler is now a lawyer in Washington, D. C., and if this article reaches him will well remember our conversation about the matter, and the laugh we had over it.’ The “bomb proof” that I was quartered in was direct ly at the “sally-port,” in and out of which went the picket detail every twen ; ty-four hours. I was awakened, the ! third night after my talk with “Jersey,” ; about midnight, by some one calling my name at the entrance of my “proof.” I j instantly stepped out, and met “Jersey” ; and his chum, the Confederate, who was ‘ a fine-looking fellow about twenty years of age and, like “Jersey,” had a sort of reckiesssort of look about him that I liked. j “Jersey” introduced me and said they hud been up to the sutler’s; both had | their arms filled with packages, which consisted of two slouch hats, two shirts, canned goods, cakes, cheese, etc., etc. [ At first I was indignant, mad, and threat ened to arrest “Jcraey” and detain the Confederate, but I knew “Jersey” to be | a good soldier, always ready for any duty, and b<- begged so hard that I had not the heart, so I gave him a good scolding, warned the other man of his danger and let them go. The next day in talking with the sutler I found they Lad awaken ed him about midnight and spent a twen ty dollar gold piece. He knew “Jersey,” j but never dreamed that he had been playing commissary for a Confederate. “Jersey” afterward was wounded on this line and taken to the hospital, where he ! died. Remember fax Faces a Specialty. Mr. Smith (at evening party)—Well, | having a pleasant time, Mr. Brown? Mr. Brown—Ah, let me see, where have we met before? Your face is very ! familiar, but for the hfc of mo 1 can’t re- ! rail your Mr. Smith—My name is Smith. We j were introduced to each other about five. ; minutes ago in the parlor. Mr. Brown—Ah, yes; so we were. Fm I a poor hand to remember names. Mr. Smith, but I never forget a fa?e.—Aew I Feri Ban The farmers in the Connecticut house | of representatives number ninety-nine, ’ against fourteen lawyers, the same num- ' her of manufacturers and twenty-two J merchant*. | NUMBER 23. The Wind Baby, In summer the little wind baby Is pleasant as ever you please, And then is the time that we call him A zephyr, and sometimes a breeze. In autumn he gits a bit rougher, And blows the leaves hither and yon: In winter he piles up the snow-drifts, And thinks it most capital fun. But March comes, and then the wind baby Has nothing —no leaves and no snow. D’you hear him scream down through th» chimney, t “Come out! Oh, you daren’t, I know!” —Youth's Companion. HUMOROUS An ulster covers a multitude of patches- The telephone operator has a perpetual ' holler day. A young lady wrapped up in herself is ■ a delicate parcel. ‘ ‘Lend me your ears, ” as the farmer* said to the corn stalk. A policeman, like a man climbing a ladder, goes the rounds. Two heads are better than one— on n freak in a dime museum. The nick of time—The piece brakes out of the ancient crockery. When the heart is full the lips are si lent ; when the man is full it is different. John Ruskin wants the sewing ma- • chine to go. Let him put his feet ®n. the 5 treadle and work it, then. The man who never gets mad is- sup posed to be a half-brother to the woman i who never looks behind her. A patent medicine advertisement saysr ‘‘The human body is much like a good -vlock.” This sounds reasonable. A good Si»ny men spend a large part of their, dne in striking. “Are you pretty well acquainted with ’ your mother tongue, my boy?” asked the ! school teacher of the new scholar. ‘‘Y es, i; •sir,” answered the lad timidly, “ma jaws i ;x»e a good deal, sir.” One thousand dollars in gold weighs j forty pounds. It is the necessity of carry £• ing home from their offices the daily in come of specie that makes so many news- I; paper men. round shouldered. A small child being asked by a Sunday school teacher r they answered: l i I guess they tnselvf'g.*’ * ’ ■ f Literary man (laughingly)—Yes, I took to literature naturally. I was vaccinated from a quill, you know. Friend (grimly) —The world would have been the gainer if you had been vaccinated from a pick or shovel. Sunday school scholar (to teacher) —- “Did you say that the hairs of my head were all numbered?” Teacher—“ Yes, my dear.” Sunday school scholar— “ Well, then, (pulling out a hair and pre senting it), what’s the number of thi» one?” “How do you do, Mary? I’ve been' trying to catch up with you for half an hour. I knew you just as soon as I set. •yes on that bonnet. I’ve known it an ! long as I can remember ” It is such re marks as this that fill the female heart with bitterness. A Chicago boy of fourteen years re cently ran away from home to become » pirate king. He was captured by a. policeman and returned to his parents. He didn’t become that kind of a king, but after a brief interview with his father he was aching. j j,. 1 Making it Binding, “I am a lawyer's daughter, you know,. George dear,” she said, after George had proposed and had been accepted, “and , you wouldn’t think it strange if I were j to ask you to sign a little paper to the effect that we are engaged, would you?” George was too happy to think any thing strange just then, and he signed the paper with a trembling hand and * bursting heart. Then she laid her car ag - inst his mid i die ve&t button and they were very hap py- “Tell me, darling,” said George after • long delicious silence, “why did yo* want me to sign that paper? Duyou nos i repose implicit confidence in my love fd you?” “Ah yes,” she sighed with infinik content, “indeed I do; but George, deal I have been fooled so many tinitnu”-* lin An Ancient Chapter House Unearßre< r A missing chapter-house, which was buried during the great fire at Dublin is the 13th century, has been discovered by some workmen who were excavating un derneath Christ chu ch cathedral. In the chapter-house were beautifully carved effigies, coins, tiles, and marvelous speci mens of architecture. The discovery was not devulgcd to the public until re eently, and it has created quite a tion. The lord mayor, the clergy prominent officials and citizens have W spected the excavated article