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CALHOUN TIMES P. B. FREEMAN, Proprietor. CIRCULATES EXTENSIVELY IN Gordon and Adjoining Counties. Office: Wall St., Southwest of Court House. RATES OF SUBSCRIPTION. Ohc Year $2.00 Six Months 1.00 gaihoad £omtuU. Western & Atlantic Railroad AND ITS CONNECTIONS. “ • KEXNESA W UOZJTE.” The following takes effect may 23d, 1875 NORTHWARD. No. 1. Leave Atlanta 4.10 p.m Arrive Cavtersville 6.14 King5t0n......... 6.42 “ “ Dalton 8.24 “ “ Chattanooga 10.25 “ No. 3. Leave Atlanta 7.00 a.m Arrive Cartcrsviile 9.22 „ “ Kingston 9.56 • “ Dalton 11.54 “ Chattanooga -......-. 1.66 p.m No. 11. (Leave Atlanta 3,30 p.m Arrive Cartcrsviile 7.19 “ “ Kingston >.- 8.21 %l “ Dalton 11.18 “ SOUTHWARD. No. 2. T-eave Chattanooga 4.00 p.ji Arrive Dalton 5.41 “ “ Kingston - 7,28 “ “ Cartcrsviile 8.12 “ “ Atlanta ...>.-.,,....10.15 “ No. 4. <1 e: ve Chattanooga 5.00 a.m Arrive Dalton 7.01 “ “ Kingston 9.o'j ‘ “ Cavtersville .... 9.42 “ “ Atlanta , 12 00 *\m No. 19. 1 >a\c Dalton 1.00 a.m Ari e Kingston 4.19 “ Cartcrsviile 5.18 “ ,l Atlanta 9.20 “ 'nil nan Palace Oars run o i Nos. I and 2 ■bet veen New Orleans and Paitimore. t oilman Palace Cars run on Nos. 1 and 4 •bet een Atlanta and Nashvilic. ) ullrn in Palace Curs run on Nos. 2 and 3 itweer Louisville and Atlanta. No change of cars between New Or- Icars, A >bilc, Montgomery, Atlanta and Baltimore, and only one change to New York. Pisseng u*s leaving Atlanta at. 4.10 r. m., arrive in New York the second afternoon Micr after at 4.00. Excursion tickets to the Virginia springs and various summer resorts will be on sale in N w Orleans, Mobile, Montgomery, Co lumbus, Macon, Savannah, Augusta and At lanta, at gteatly reduced rates, first of J tine Parties desiring a whole car through to be \ irginia S oriims or Baltimore, should udiln ss the unlersigned. Pa ties contemplating travel should send Lt. a copy of the Kennesaw Route Gazette, oonta ning sclieltiles, etc. tAsk for Tickets via “Kennesaw 1 outc ” B. W. WRENN, G. P. & T. A., Atlanta, Ga. jZ @7McCKItVItY, JACKSONVILLE, ILL., Breeder anil shipper of the celebrated POLAND CHINA HOGS. OF THE BEST QUALITY. Send for price list and circular. t'blß fun. Fisk’s Patent Metalic BURIAL CASES. llavig purchased nthe stock of Boaz & Barrett, which will constantly be added to a full range of sizes can always be found at lhe old stand of ltecves & At alone. dcclS 6m. T. A. FOTER. J. 1, DUFPEY, " MANTI'.W T CUBS HARNESS, SADDLES,,BRIDLES, HORSE COLLARS. Guarantees all v*ork in his line. Prices the very lowest t can be afforded. Give him a call. feb2. Attention, Farmers. I HAVE now opened at my farm, one mile west of Calhoun, a shop for the manufac ture the manufacture of Wagons, Buggies, etc., and the execution of ALL KINDS OF WOOD AND BLACKSMITH WORK, and will be pleaseu to serve you. The wrork 1 have done in the past is a sufficient guar antee lor the future. None but the best mechanics employed. Will furnish new work or repair for you. My expenses a tins place are not near so great as they were in town, hence I can do your work so much the cheaper. I ask old customers and the public generally to give me a call Z T. GllA Y. mar29-6m, To tli© iPu/bic. HAVING purchased the establishment pre viously owned and conducted by D. T. bs-y, I am prepared so do all kinds of work in the BOOT AND SHOE LINE in the best stylc'and at prices astonishingly low, on short notice. Repairing also done with neatness and dispatch. I respectfully Solicit the patronage of my friends and the public generally. Terms invariably cash Respectfully . W. C. DUFFEY. Sucsor to l). T. E-'py. *®pßm oq üb3 eiouiiTiof) SnisniaApv o-ioq fW hxiai auj no si arwvd slfix CALHOUN TIMES. Two Dollars a Year. VOL. YI. CHEAPEST AND BEST! Howard HVDRAIILIC HIT! Manufactured near Kingston, BARTOW COUNTY, GEORGIA. Equal to the best imported Portland Cement. Send for Circular. Try this leforc l/uyuruj elsewhere. Refers by permission to Air. A. J. West President of Cherokee Iron Company, Polk county, Georgia, who has built a splendid dam across Cedar Creek, using this cement, and pronouncing it the best ho ever used. Also refer to Messrs. Smith, Son & Bro., J. E. Veal, F. I. Stone. J. J. Cohen and Major Tom Berry, Rome, Georgia, Major If. Bry an, of Savannah, T. C. Douglas, Superin tendent of Masonry, Enst River Bridgo, New York, Gen. Win. Mcßae, Superintend ent W. & A. Railroad, Capt. J. Postell, C. E. Address G, 11. WARING, Kingston, Ga octl3l y. Hygienic Institute : IF YOU would enjoy the fin I jITT| most delightful luxury ; if iTll/■ ill y° u would be speedily, chcnp- UJHuiil 1/ ily, pleasantly and perma nently cured of all Inflam matory, Nervous, Constitu tional ami Blood Disorders if you have Rheumatism, Scrofula, Dyspepsia, Bron chitis, Catarrh, Diarrffoea, Dysentery, Piles, Neuralgia, Paralysis, Disease of the Kidneys, Genitals or Skin, Chill and Fever, or other Malarial Affections ; if you would be purified from all Poisons,whether from Drugs or Disease; if you would W r . have Beauty, Health and i 1811, Long Life, go to the Hygien * ic Institute,and use Nature’s Great Remedies,the Turkish Bath, tlie “ Water-cure Pro cesses,” tic “Movement cure,” Electricity and other Hygienic agents. Success is wonderful—curing all cu rable cases. If not able to go and take board, send full account of your case, and get directions for treatment at home. Terms reasona ble. Location, corner Loyd and Wall streets, opposite Passenger Depot, Atlanta, * Jno. Stainback Wilson, Physician-in-Charge. Awarded the Highest Medal at Vienna. E. & It. T ANTHONY & CO.. 5111 Broadway, New York. (Opp. Metropolitan Hotel.) Manufacturers, Importers <fc Deal ers in CHROMOS AND FRAMES, Stereoscopes and Views, Albums, Graplioscopcs an l suitable views, Photographic Materials, We are Headquarters for everything in the way of Stereoscopticons and Magic Lanterns . Being manufacturers of the Micro - Scientific Lantern, Stereo-Pan opt icon , Vn iversify-Stereoscopticon , Advcitiscr’s Stereoscopticon , A rtopticon , School Lantern , Family Lantern , People's Lantern. Each style being the best of its class in the market. Catalogues of Lanterns and Slides with directions for using sent on application. Any enterprising man can make money with a magic lantern. j&2>“Cut out this advertisement for refer ence.sep29-9m -X*. M. IDIaLIS' LIVCRY & SALBSTABLK. £32 Good [addle and Buggy Horse? and New Vehicles. Horses and mules for sale. Stock fed and cared for. Charges will be reasonable Will p iy the cash for corn in the ear and r odder in the bundle. feb3-tf. Manhood: How Lost How Restored. MFYrj'tm Just published, anew edition Dr. Cnlvenvell s Celebra '’M ted Essay on the radical cure (without medicine) of Sperm aTobrhiea or Seminal Weakness, Involuntary /Seminal Losses, Impotexcy, Mental and Physical In capacity, impediments to marriage, etc., also, Consumption, Epilepsy and Ins, in duced by self-imlulgance or sesual extrava gance, &c. gi-g'Trice, in a sealed envelope, only six cents. The celebrated author, in this admirable essay, clearly demonstrated, from a thirty years’ successful practice, that the alarming dangerous use of internal medicine or the application of the knife; pointing out a mode of cure at once simple, certain and effectual, by means of which every sufferer, no matter what his condition may be, may cure himtelf cheaply, privately, and radi ablly. lecture should be in the hands of every youth and evey man in the land. Sent under seal, in a plain envelope, to aqy address, } ost-paid, on receipt of six cents or two postage stamps. Address the publishers, F. HRUHMAN & SON St., Now York; Post Offie, CALHOUN, GA., WEDNESDAY, JULY 12, 1870. THE CENTENNIAL. The Wonders op the Art Gallery —lts Statues, Paintings, Bronz es, and Works of Art. [From our Regular G'orresp onuent.l Philadelphia, June 30,1876. I confess l approach the discretion of the Art Gallery with something like a feeling of reverence. Very often in my past letters I have treated grave sub jects in a light and trifling manner, and it is hard to suppress the spirit of fun which meets you everywhere. Fat wo men iu rolling chairs and lean women on foot. Fat men waddling along like ducks, and rolling, as a sailor would sav, ucuppors under.- --Big hcoJ*.**4k tie hats and little heads in rlo hMltCTill; in fact, all sorts of sights and sounefs calculated to oisturb the gravity of a much sadder mao chan I am. In this Memorial Hall you escape the eternal, infernal rolling chairs, which are con stantly bumping against you in every other building, rolling over your favor ite corns, knocking the bark off your elbows and disturbing your peace of mind generally. Memorial Hall, commonly known as the Art Gallery, is a noble building to look at; majesty and grace are in every line of it, from turret to foundation stone It is just such a building as might have crowned the Oapitolian Hill when Home was the mistress of the world. Memorial Hall was buili! by the State of Pennsylvania, at a cost of one million five hundred thousand dollars, and was loaned by the State to the Cen tennial Commissions to be used as the repository of its art treasures during the exhibition. The building is of white granite, being in the style known as modern renaissance. The area cover ed is an acre and a half, it is 3U5 feet long, 210 feet wide. A magnificent dome, 150 feet high, springs from the centre, capped by a collossal ball on which stands Columbia holding a laurel wreath. On each corner is our nation* emblem, the eagle, with wiegs out stretched and talons clenched, as if to defend this sacred temple of art from foreign or domestic foes. In front of the main entrance stands the collossal figure of a soldier resting on his musket looking sternly down on the pigmy mul titude that surge and crowd around his mighty pedes'ai. The approach is up a noble flight of steps, and passing through a beautiful archway you find yourself the vestibule of the hall. It is a grand sight. Ido noc wish to speak to the traveled few who have wandered through the wonders of the Borghese Palace, who have reveled in the art mir ac’es of ‘he Vatican and the Tuiileries, but rather let me speak to the millions who have been denied she opportunity of a continental travel, and for them I say the sight is grand. I care not for your Appollo Beividere, or your Venus de Medicis. Here is art enough for me—art, true and noble, bearing the di vine stamp of godlike inspiration and breathing in every lineament and line —the same heavenly genius that made the marbles of Phidias and Praxutelos immortal It is true that there is much that is crude, and much that is unwor thy of such a hallowed association, but there were many interests to conserve, conflicting views to reconcile, and I ac cept the gracious offering as a whole with thanks, blessed in the privilege of being permitted to see so noble a tern p’e filled with a magnificent collection of art. Where shall I begin? All 1 there’s my trouble. In one hall, among the Spanish collection, hangs a dead Christ, by Murillo, in another, among the Brit*, ish collection, the guilty Macbeth looks down from the canvass of Maclise. lie is surrounded by his court, he starts, affrighted at the shadow of the ghostly Banquo, and you can almost heir him shriek, in his terror, “Avaunt, and quit my sight: earth hide thee ; thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold." The wile ofCowdev’s Thane is as noble a figure as was ever embodied upon the painter’s canvass,as she waves the guests away while she looks upon her guilty husband. You can read in her sad face the heart agony which a few months later laid that mighty mind in utter and hopeless ruin. Daniel Maclise was a nob’e painter. Scotland may well be proud of her distinguished son. In an other nook hangs a littie gem that filled uie with inexpressible sadness; the mil lions passed it by unnoticed, and yet it is from the pencil of ore whose name is immortal wherever art has a worshiper It was a sick monkey, from the easel of Sir Edward Lendseer. There were many pictures moie pretentious, but not one in the vast collection more truthful than this humble offering from one of England’s greatest painters. Cold aud silent now, beyond the icach of the plaudits of the whole world, I \yould re member the great artist oniy as he stood in the pride of his manhood and the ze uith of his fame. It filled me with grief unu terable to think that the cun ning finger that guided his magic pencil should clutch at last the maniac’s straw and perish behind the bars of a mad man cell. Albert Beer.-tadt is represented by two of the grandest triumphs of his life —a view of the big trees of Mariposa, and his magnificent pictures of the Yo semite Valley. It is a grand concep tion, grandly worked out it the honest spirit of a genuine aitist; but inanoths er room hangs a Yosemite Valley by Thomas llill, of San Francisco, which, to my thinking.is one of the noblest pic tures in the exhibition. I have been there; I have beard the mighty roar of Truth Conquers All Things." its tremendous waterfalls, and sat De neath the shadow of those cloud’reach ing granite hills, that loots like the walls of heaven. I have watched the mist as it rose through those wondrous aisles and been rocked to sleep by the sighing of the pines that sounded like an angel’s wail; and in all the grand essentials that go to make up that wild mountain landscape, no artist, living or dead, has exceeded Thomas Hill. Next in merit comes his Donner Lake, looking so calm and beavtiful, nestled away among the mountains and yet indissolubly connect ed with one of the saddest facts in the whole of our American hisorty. Here 'perished forty emigrants in 1846, and for weeks the few that survived livee on the bodies of the dead. Take heart. r vo " pfeou-un these gjv.iio prctroH,,w6iTnthou sands and thousands of dollars, and re. member, no matter how poor you are, that ten years ago this very July aay, Thomas Hill was just as poor as you are. As an artist he was entirely unknown to fame, and lie labored in bis little studio on Montgomery street, San Francisco, for hardly enough to keep body and soul together. These were indeed days of suffering and probation. If his heart sometimes flagged, his artist soul was full of strongest purpose, and after years of toil to-day, amidst the collected gtuius of the woid, his works are almost without a rival. Here, too, a e some of the most glorious Mosaics that the eye ever feast ed on. Landscapes, as rich in color and beauty aa evcr brightened the dreams of Claude Loraine. Entering one room you are met at the door by a witching young sylph partially enveloped in a net. It is simply wonderful. It looks as though you could shake it like a skein of silk; but near it is another by the some artist, Corona, of Laly. The sub jeet is the freeing of the dove. This is one of the marvels of the exhibition. The drapery is a miracle of art. The lace on her chemise is worked out with a detail that speaks rather of the wonders of the loom than the cunning of the sculptor’s chisel. A little beyond is the finding of Moses, a magnificent conception from the chisel of Barznglii —the head of the infant Moses being beautiful beyond description. Close to it is the forced prayer, one of the sweet* est little gems ever cut in math e. The subject being the child compelled to say his prayers before going to bed. He stands in his little nightshirt, with his hands together, his lips arc drawn down, a big tear stands in his eye, ar and it is very evident that praying is not his strong suit. But my space grows short and I must close by giving you the latest joke out. Last tveck a Jerseyman cn his way to the Exhibition met another sightseer on the who hail and from the State of Maine. It is tu.tona j w'nn you arrive at the grounds to go to the build ing of your State and register your name and address, so that your friends can find you. r I he Jerseyman inquired for the Jersey State bnild’ng, and 011 reach ing it looked around at hij friend from Maine with a feeling of very pardonable pride, and said what do you think rf this? The Maine man felt a little abashed, for the building erected by New Jersey is oneof the chief ornaments of the grounds. After the Jersey man had registered, they strolled cut again and my friend from Arcostook inquired of a policeman the way to the Maine building. That polite official immedi* ately pointed to the structure which stands on the right of (he gate and faces Machinery Hall. The Maine man bright ened and gave a contemptuous look to wards his Jersey neighbor ; but to make sure, he inquired of another official at the dour“lf this was the Maine building” The official blandly assured him that it was. Aroostook entered in and looked around. He could hardly believe his eyes. The wealth of the world was at his feet; the genius of the world haa thrown around it a halo of glory He gasped, he chuckled, he almost danced delight, and grasping his Jersey friend he roared in his ear, in a so t of pig’s whisper, “New Jersey is pcoty good, but old Maine is my buckelberry. I tell you when she takes hold she can clean them all*” The differance after all was only in a letter. Moral : Mind your i’s. Vi e are all holding our breath for 4th of Jul} 7 , to-morrow, and we are one hundred years old. Of that next week. 'ibis has been a busy week with us; the Cadets from West Point hive been encamped on the grounds, and area fine looking, orderly body of young men. The Knights Temlar, of Maryland, have also gone into camp, and regiments from all parts of the Union aic pouring in to take part *n the celebration of to morrow. Foremost among them is the gallant Seventh of New York City. Philadelphia is all ablaze preparing for tT>e great trades’ procession of to.night, which promises to eelip.-e anything seeu in America during the present genera tion. - Broadbrim. A Sensitive Juryman. —“ Are! you satisfied with the jury gentle i men ?” said Judge Noonan this morn ing after the jury had been impanell ed. “We are,” said all the lawyers in cho rus. A tall, giunt figure rose up solemn ly at the jury box, and said impressive ly—“ I’m nut.” What’s your objections 3ir. ?” in quired his honor. “This man on my left has been eating onions ’ ‘ Objections overruled, go on with the case,” observed Judge Noum n with a siguitUant glance at the Shevifi, and the tali man sat down resignedly, end field a handkerchief tu his nose as a sig* nal of disii css. Domestic Diplomacy. Mrs. Jones was standing in her back yard feeding the ch’ekens, when Stone wall Jackson came running in, crying as though his heart would break, and told her that Billie Brown had slapped him for nohting. Mrs Jones never said a word but she gritted her teeth hard and went into the house to cut cabbage and choppel it so fine thinking it was Billie Brown’s head, that you might have sifted it through a cob-web. While Jones sat eating his dinner that evening Mrs. Jones told him of the outrage that had been committed and asked him what he was going to do about it. Jones pondered. Billie Brown was fully twenty one years old, a shining light in the fire department, pitcher in a base* bah eh'h, and Ujui the general reputa* to n amdifg %'xtferts of being “a good man.” After considering these things carefully, Jones came to the conclusion that the test course to pursue was ‘ to treat Brown with contempt,” ard so he told his wife adding by way of paren* thesis, “my dear, such cattle are beneath our notice.” “All right, Mr. Jones,” said Mis. — Jones, “if you’re not man enough to protect your family, thank God ! I’ve got a brother,” and she swept from the room with a look that Jones knew only too well, fie had seen that look on her face once before, when he. brought a friend home to dinner on washing day and lie knew it meant war. There was no help for it; it flashes upon Jones with the aof lightning ; th r wool 1 be no peace in the Jones family until the insult of the morning had been wip ed with blood. That night the boys were all sitting in a nei D hboring beer-saloon and its geniel proprietor was telling them what he would do if iie get the nomination for Alderman. This gentleman, whom we cail Mike, because that was not his name, w’as an ex-prise-fighter, could barely write his name, and was in many other respects especially qualified for an 41dcrman lie kept good beer, and of fered it with that lavish liberality and reckless.less of espemlitude for which V icksburg Candidates are famous. Jones came in. took his pro rata of beer, and sat himself down to meditate upon the Brown affair. At last a happy idea seemed to strike him ; he cali for an other “Silo.- fly,” and rubbed his hands and slapped his knees in gleeful anticL patioft. At laot he said to Mike with a care less air “Mike, is Bill one of our suppor ters. “You can bet your inunkeymuck on that,” said Mike; “there’s a boy I do stand solid,” “1 hut’s strange,” said Jones. “What's strange?” said Mike, with that uneasy, suspicious air common among candidates. ‘ Oh, nothing,” mysteriously; “I don’t think 1 ought to tell.” “Well, 1 will,” said Jones, “but you must keep it confidential.” “All right; go ahead,” said Mike anxiously. “Weil,” said Jones, “I juse came from ilie Centennial barroom, and heard Brown say you didn’t know your head from a shot gun : that he caught you one day reading a newspapei uj side down and that he'd sooner vote for the lowest dowi town nigger in the ward than vote for you, and that if you were elected city scrip would go down to five cents on tin* dollar, and taxes go up so high you could not reach them with a bal loon.” Mike put on Lis bat and coat and made a bee line for the Centennial bar" room. Jones went home and sat down on the front gallery, spoking a cigar with that peace of mind which only one can know whose bosom is distended with the proud consciousness of having done a good action. About a half an hour afterwards he said to his wife, who was sittiug ia> siue • “Mrs Jones, I dou’t think Brown will hit our. boy auv more.” “Why ?” “Come and see.” Mrs. Jones stepped to tiro window and looked out. They were bringing Brown home on a shutter, with both of his eyes bunged up and bis nose drip., ping blood at every pore. Mrs. Jones turned to her husband and said : “Darling, can you forgive me ?” •Jones drew himself up haughtily and replied with withering sarcasm : “Mrs Jones, I don’t think I aui able to protect this family ; you’d better send for your brother.” Mrs. Jones was crushed. A Desperate Lover —A Maine man being refused bv a widowed lady for whom he worked and to whom be made an offer of marriage went into the kitchen, emptied a pail of water on the floor and spread a red fandanna baud kerchief on it, tied another around his lay down in the puddle and uttered a sound half waj between the notes of a dying swan and a calf with the coN ic. The lady of the house went to to the spot as soon as she could but when she stepped in the water and in the dirn 1 ig;ht of the morning saw Tuttle stretched out among the red stuff, she was so terri fied with his sanguinary that she was not restored until three hours had had elapsed. Tuttle was restored and put in bonds to keep the peace—so ends his dreams of love. Short items : re ofteaist clipped and that’s why they keep short- In idvance. Fashion Items jt'XjnlHined and Annotated. To the ordinary, and especially masculine mind fashion items are hard ly more intelligible than Chinese wash bills. A key is necessary to their pro per understanding. An attempt has been made to put the key to the following batch of fashion nv'tes taken from a re cent St. Louis paper. “Cream color is on the wane.”— That accounts for its scarcity “on the milk.” “Very little false hair is worn.” Tow and jute ure cheaper and more conve nient. “Frizetts are no longer fashionable*” They catch in spiral shirt, studs, and in terfere with the raptures of the hug you know. ‘Calico grows more and more fashion able— lor bedquilts in our county fairs. “Genthmens’ cuffs have the corners cut oil or rounded." A sti’i more corn 1 ' mon ,vav is to h*re th m frayed or ravel led. “Fashi nnl>!a slr.rts bosoms remain plain.”--Bullied ones tickle the feminine cheek tco much. “Waists are sti'l very long.” This makes men long for them ‘‘The latest trimming is fly fiinge.” an old style renewel. The fly fringes everytlJng once a year. Chatelai.is continue in great favor”— by which is mean*, that woman still ca> b!e whole stocks of fancy goods to their waists “Glovc3 of undressed kid are much worn.” Aa “undcssed kid’’ is some-- thing of which modesty forbids a des/ cription. ‘ “Cream color ns a fashion is now go ing out.” r j hat is to say bilious girls are out of style. “Skirts continue to grow longer,” by reason of much tramping of heavy boots upon them Percale underware is in high favor.” The air per-eale ates through it delight* fully. “Corsages are still made in cuirass shape.” r i his armor is to please the men. Men like to have an armor-arouud a lady. Wauled the Coin. A country merchant was in town a few days ago, and he concluded that he would astonish the natives out in his village by shoving out some of the real old. unadulterated, simon pure, original coin of the loaln. So he just stepped into a bank and said he would take fife, ty dollars’ worth of coin, and the oblige ing cashier, with an obsequious smile on his manly “physimahogamy,” just counted out the change and scooped in the grangers treasury note with a nonchalance that was refreshing to be, hold.—And thcr 3 stood the granger,with eyes swelling constantly in size, as he beheld the comparative mountain metal of that had arisen to his view upon the spot where he had just desposited a fifty dollar note. Fifty dollors in sil ver small change was bigger than he ex to pected it to be. But he commenced bestow it away and it wasn’t lerg until the strain upon his susDenders had les* sened the number of buttons on the band of the bifurcated article of his wearing apparel and warned him that he had all the weight in his pants pockets that would be prudent to carry there. Then he stowed a dollar or two in his vest, and packed the rest away >n divers and sundry apertures about his coat and overcoat, and he started out for Market Square, holding alternately to his pants pockets and his coat pocket with each hand, and looking lor all the world as if he had got a cargo of pig iron and was taking it home by hand. Aod when the granger stood beside his foarn iug steed, for he had come in on horse back on account of the mud, the look nl a cony that swept over his sorrow stricken countenance would hsve con verted the most rampant had money man that ever lived lie couid no mere get on that horse than he couid get on his wife s slices, and there remained but one ol two things, either he must borrow a mail bag of the pc st office, or he would h:>etopay express charges on that coin, and lie mournfully toiled down Valley street to find out which he be compelled to do.—Burlington Ilaick cyc. I nil uence of Greenbacks. lie luoked like a man who might have had ten cents last fall, but who had used the last of it weeks ago.— When he sat down in the restaurant the waiters paid no heed to him and he rap ped several times before a colored man slid that way. “I want fried oysters,” said the man as lie looked over bill of fair. “Bey is jist out, der i.-,” replied the waiter “Bring me a chicken then.” “Dere isn’t a chicken hero.” “Have you got venison?” inquired the man. Nut an inch, s ih ” “Any eggs ?” “No, sahM here. I want a spre meal. I’ve got the ducats and I can pay for my dinner and buy your old cookshop be sides.” lie lilted a big roll of greenbacks out of his pocket, shook it at the darkey and continued : “Have yju a chicken ? “Yes sah, I guess so, sah ; I have do biggist of believe dat since we com - roe nee to talk a chicken has blown right into the kittle an been cooked. And how about dat venison and dose fried oysters—dey bus also arrived ” Rates of Advertising. fry"’ For each square of ten linos or less for the first insertion, sl, And for each sub sequent insertion, fifty cents. N ■ s r 1 Mo. j 3 Mosl t M j ~ Two $4.00 T $7.0(1' Tfjg.oo rs2(f.(S/ Four “ 6.00 j 10.00 j 18.00 j 3a r( } column . 15.00 25.00 ! 40.00 i “ j 15.00 25. (X) 40.00 J 65.60 1 j 25,00 40-00 65.00 | 1 15.(10 Sheriff's Sales, each lory 00 Application for Homestead 2 0() Notice to Debtors and Creditors.... 4 fH> Land Sales, one square 4 00 1 Each additional square 3 00 NO. To. Our lioyhoort Homes. The heart has memories tint never die: the rough-and-tumble of (ho world cannot obliterate them. Feeble and palsied age, trembling on the brink of the grave, has them when everything else Ims fled away and been forgotten They are the memories of our boyhood's 1 homo, the home where we were born,the yard with its health of roses and flower* decked vines, the lilac bushes where the robins, made their nests each spring, paying their rent in songs as we often dream of, but n -ver hear of nf.erwards; the old elms and swing where tlie chil dren used to play ; all the while the mother sat at the low front window, hey face gleaming out occasionally through the folds of the daiuty mus’in curtains —and the old house with its queer cor ners and nooks, and the neat tidy cham ber where we used to dream of ull the bright world had in st-ue lor us Boy hood’s home, with its bright dreams, sunny hours, cloudless skies, moments of bliss and gloriou;. happiness, now on ly lingers in the memories of many of them. Neither change nor time, neither dis tance nor disease, nor guilt nr passion can ever efface or blot out from the heart those memories of the springtime of our lives. Why Johnson’s Kam Failed Cct a Prize. Our connfy fair is just over : but Johnson’s Cotswold did nut take the prize that wars offered for the best nhP mal of that kind. Judge Klump was chairman of the committee on rams,and he manifested the deepest interest in Johnson’s, indicating clearly that if any sheep ought to take a prize that one ought to. Johnson’s ram was in a pen by itself with a high board fence, and before adjudicating the Judge thought he had better go in and make a close ex amination of the firmness of its wool. As soon as the Judge reached the in* terior he walked toward the ram, where upon the ram began to lower his head and shake it ominously. Just as tho Judge was about to feci tlie fleece, the ram leaped forward and planted his head in the Judge’s stomach,rolling him over on the ground. Before the Judge had time to realize what bad happened, the ram came at him again and began a series of promiscuous butts, each given with the precision and force of a pile driver. It butted the Judge on the back, on the ribs, on the arms, on the shoul der blades, arid the bald place on bin head, on his shins, it butted his spec tacks off, it butted bis high hat into silk chaos; it butted him over iato the corner and up against the fence, then it butted four boards off the pen, and es caped into the fair grounds and skedad dled, and would not wait to have the first prize ticket pinned to his ear. Judge Klump did not go after it. No, no ! Four men came and carried him home. The doctor anticipates ho will recover about the time we have our ne&t Fait* ('lassie Slang If it is slangj it is really eassical slang And yet of the thousands who use the term, how few—how very few—know its origin or primitive significance. Truly it is a heroic thing to say of a man to call him a brick. The word so used, if not twisted from its original in tent, implies all that is brave, patriotic aud loyal, Plutarch, in hi3 “Life of Agesilaus,” king of Sparta, gives us the origin of tho quaint and familiar expression. On a certain occasion, an ambassador from Epirus, on a diplomatic mission, was shown by the king over his capital. The ambassador knew, that though on ly nominally a kink of Sparta,be was yet ruler over Greece, and he look to see the massive wall rearing aloft their embalm tied towers for the defense of the chief towns; but he found nothing of the kind. Marvelled much at this and spoke of it to the king. “Sire,” he said, “I have visited tho most of the principal towns, and find no vails reared for their defense. Why i3 this?” “Indeed, Sir Ambassador.” replied Agesilaus, “thou canst not have looked carefully. Come with me, to.morrow morning, and 1 will show thee the wall's of Sparta.” On the following morning the king led his guest out upon the plain, where his army was drawn up in battle array, and pointing proudly to the serried hosts he said : “There, sir, thou biholdest the walls of Sparta—lo,ooo men, and every man a brick !” He held the old shirt up by the neck before discarding it forever, but he was not mourning for the garment. He on ly said, “1 wish 1 had all (he drinks that have gone through that old baud,” Many a man thinks it is virtue that keeps him from turning a rascal, when it is only a full stomach. One should be caieful not to mistake potatoes for pi inciplcs. An Irishman beiug asked why he left his country for America, replied, “It wasn t for want ; I had |lchty of that at home.” Ihe man who k‘*pt a record of now often he repeated no drinks, use to call it his enlccx rum” A Bull frog is never entirely “broke,” financially. He always has a greeu back* you know