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Tji J. kIKEU Sc SON,
' * attorneys at law,
Will practice in all the Courts of the Cher
ckee Circuit; Supreme Court ol Georgia, and
tlie United States District Court at Atlanta,
Ga. Office: Sutheast corner of the Court
House, Calhoun, Ga.
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attorneys at law,
CALHOUN, GA.
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CALHOUN, GA.
All styles of Clocks, .Watches and Jewelry
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J 11. ARTHUR
y.DEALER IN
GENERAL MERCHANDISE,
lUILUOAD STREET,
Calhoun, Ga.
V TANARUS, GRAY,
fJ,
CALHOUN, GA.
Is prepared to furnish the public with
lhiggies and Wagons, bran new anjl warrant
ed. Repairing of all kinds done at short
notice. Call and examine before buying
elsewhere.
DR. H. K. tfiAiN, M. D.,
PRACTICING PHYSICIAN,
Having permanently located in Calhoun,
offers his professional services to the pub
lic. Will attend all calls when not profes
sionally engaged. Office at the Calhoun
Hotel.
rwTMARSHALL^
RAILROAD ST., OLD STAND OF
A. W BALLEW.
ceps constantly on hand a superior stock of
family & Fancy Groceries,
Uso a fine assortment of Saddles, Bridles,
staple Hardware, &c, to which especial at
tention is called. Everything in my line
told at prices that absolutely defy competi
tion.
T. M. E!IiXjIS
LIV ERY & SALE STABLE.
Ss Sk
Good Saddle and Buggy Horses
and New Vehicles.
dorses and mules for pale.
Stock fed and cared for.
Charges will be reasonable.
Will pay the cash for corn in the ear and
11 liter in the bundle. feb3-tf.
BARBER SHOP !
By ESSEX CHOICE.
RW IN’G opened a Barber Shop between
Hie Calhoun Hotel and W. & A. Rail
-1 ij.nl, [ earnestly solicit the custom of the
public,pledging.an honest endeavor to mer
-11 d ,c good will of every one.
Single shave, 15cts.; hair-cutting, 25cts.;
I; unpooing, 25 cts. Shaving per month —
- -eives per week, §I.OO, hair-cutting and
' ‘anipooing included. Other prices low in
accordance. jilly2B tf.
IVUuItGiA, GORDON COUNTY. - Mrs.
J Mattie 1). Hughey has applied for ex
' “'ption of personally, and I will pass up-
j n the same at 10 o’clock a. m. on the sth
1 ot August next at my office in Calhoun.
ius July 26, 1875. D. W. NEEL,
Ordinary.
“ I MIGHT IIA YE DONE ”
Is there a sadder word than this:
1 might have done?
I might have filled life’s cup of bliss
At least for one !
I might have done ? I might have made
One life so fair—
Reft, from its robe of sombre shade
Each thread of care.
I might have done! So simple joy,
Love’s word or wile.
Robs life of half its sad alloy,
Makes life a smile,
I might have done ! While young life strewed
, Her prescient seeds ;
Each folded germ with life endued
To bloom in dee Is,
Oh, love-fraught hours, sail mutely on,
Die one by one !
’Tis life to sigh when all are gone,
“I might have done,”
A TIMELY LESSON.
One morning I entered our dressing
room and threw myself into my com
fortable rocking chair for the especial
purpose of thinking. The room and its
furnishing were pleasant and pretty
when in order, but just now it was in
a state bordering on confusion, to say
the least. There were my husband’s
“ Sunday clothes” thrown upon a lounge,
just as He had cast them aside the night
previous on His return from a political
convention ; a pair of slippers occupied a
stool, and a pair of boots were standing
not far off, as if to keep watch of their
master’s possessions. Three or four pa
per collars that had failed to become wed
ded to the shirt-band were thrown upon
the carpet, and about as many neck ties
were strewn upon the dressing bureau.
The pomatum jar was minus its cover,
and the tooth powder and brush Ly
upon the window seat, just as he had
left them an hour before.
It was not a year yet since I had come
to the pretty, vine-wreathed cottage, a
happy, joyous bride. Life was to be
rose-colored. I loved my husband, and
was sure that love was returned with all
a lover’s devotion. How, then, was it
possible that a future could be other
wise than glowing with roseate hue?
For months our rooms were always to
be found in the most fastidious order.
I had been early trained to the most
systematic modes of domestic economy
by a thoughtful, judicious mother; and
as my husband had long had the care
of his own wardrobe previous to our
marriage, lie still took the responsibility
of brushing and hanging away his outer
garments, bats and boots —always keep
ing everything iu the neatest possible
order.
I was frequently congratulated on
having won so rich a prize from the
matrimonial market; and as I visited
the homes of my friends 1 flattered my
self that I had made the best choice and
had drawn the otic of a thousand. But
as the months slipped by I found that
my husband grew less careful and the
times more frequent when he would
say “ Lottie, I am in such a hurry to be
off this morning, I wish you would 1 rush
my clothes that I wore yesterday and
put them away.” And of late had left
everything to my care, without request
or thanks. It was about this matter
that I had determined to think and plan.
Something must be done to cure such
heedlessness.
Was Ito become John’s servant?—
to go round day after day,year after year,
as thousands of other women were doing,
picking up after my husband, not his
clothes only,but fools and traps innumer
able, no matter whether I was sick or
well ? Was it my duty to make a slaVe
of myself because I was a wife ? I
was willing to keep his clothes in
repair, and clean, so far as seeing the
laundry wa3 attended to in its proper
season. But for him to take down and
promiscuously scatter around the room
hats and boots for me to pick up and
put into place day after day,T determined
was no part of my creed or duty ! If I
belonged to the weaker sex, I could not
“ for the life of me ” see why I should
do the work he had considered his own
before we were married and for some
time afterward. He really desires that
I should be a companion as well as help
mate. Now, how am I ever to find time
for intellectual culture if I must devote
mv whole strength to attending to the
domestic machinery and acting the part
of valet at the same time ?
It is not the amount of work to be
done noiv that is of such vast importance
but the habit of carelessness on the
part of my husband, if not now checked,
will grow worse and worse in all the
years to come. I abhor quarrels and
must not encourage family jars. But
I shall not be a waiter and bootblack,
that is .a settled fact.
And with this L arose. I picked up
the soiled handkerchiefs, collars and
slippers, and put the toilet stand in
order, tooth powder and brush iucluded.
A week later and John came in from
the office in great haste. Mr. L. de
sired him to go to the city to attend to
some important business. Of course he
must renew his toileH Y ith hasty
strides he marched to the closet for his
“ Sunday suit”.
“Why, Lottie, where are my clothes?”
he inquired, as he gazed upon tnc
empty hooks. .
“Where you left them I think, was
my quiet repl} .and very busily I stitched
away upon a ftno shirt I was making
for him.
“Why, Lottie i you don’t mean to
say they are in the dressing room yet
and unbrushed, do you ?
a I m ean to say they are exactly
as >/ot left them,” 1 replied.
“Are my fine boots there, too . was
bis next inquiry.
“I thiuk they are,” was ni y d etnurc
reply.
For a moment there was utter silence.
dared cot look up, for I knew Jonn
CALHOUN, GA„ WEDNESDAY* AUGUST 11, 1875.
had a temper sometimes that was not
easy to control. But for once that had
not been raided, or, if it had, it took a
new turn, for presently the sitting-room
echoed with a “Ha, ha, ha I” as hearty
and genuine a3 though some happy joke
had just been perpetrated, and then John
exclaimed,“And so little woman thought
she would teach a lesson and nip care
lessness in the bud. All right, and if
she ever catches her boy so thoughtless
again, I hope she will remind him in
time.
Never again did my husband need a
lesson on taking care of his clothes.
And when the years went by and
brought, little helps in disguise to our
hearthstones,! was thankful that my hus
band could help keep order by example as
well as precept. — Rural New Yorker.
The Gloom of Sadness.
When a youn? heart grows weary
and sorrowful o’er the little ills of life
that no one can binder, it is better
to bear than to murmur. It is always
better to turn away from trouble than
to add to it by brooding over it in sad'
ness. The heart ever feeds freely on
the food we prepare for it. If the
mind is busy with scenes and achieve
ments of the pure, the good, and the
beautiful, little room will be left for dis
pair. Do the tiials of life thicken about
us? So have they done to others. Is
the journey of earth darkened by defeat?
Has hope bid away in the chamber of dis
appointment? So has it often been with
others of our race, and so it will be
through all generations.
But in the darkest of life’s dreariness
some bright memories will steal over us,
from the prayer of the never forgotten
past will be found a volume of'good
thoughts wherever bitterness has been
sweetened by hope; and sorrow may be
mellowed by gladness. None are so
poor but others have tasted of poverty’s
cup before them; none are so grieved,but
others have borne sorrow equal to their
own; and none are so cast down as to be
below the lowest of thier race.
Some friends may prove treacherous,
others will be true. Some hearts may
betray us, others will support and com
fort us. We may be a stranger cast in
a lonely country, with little to enliven
or encourage good living, but nearer
than ever will come back the joys of
other days, and more fond than ever
will be their memory. It’s somthing to
have known what joy is, and what hap
piness is, when it is rightly understood.
It would be a rare life and a rarer his
tory to find a whole life of unalloyed en
joyment : it would be wonderful if more
than half of our days should pass in per
fect pleasure. Courage, then, is the
cure for disappointment. A busy life
of good thoughts, useful employment
and self denial—a heart overflowing
I with love for humanity, will clear the
blue sky of its darkness, and let in sun
shine of brightness and good cheer.
Tlie Two Men and the Bear.
Two men had to go through a great
wood. One of them was short and
stout, and one was tall and slim.
“ I could not run fast or climb well,”
said the short one; “if a foe, man or
beast, came on me, I should have to
stand my ground.”
“ Have no fear,” said the slim man.
“I can run and climb well; but still
it is my rule to stand my ground—l
would fight for you to the last. I fear
no man or beast, not I. Hark what is
that noise ?”
“ I am sure,” said the short man,
“ that is the growl of a bear; I know
there are bears in this wood.”
The bear was soon in sight. The
tall man ran a short distance and hid in
a tree. The short man fell flat on h ; s
face on the ground and held his
breath. The bear came to him, smelt
him, and thought he was dead. So he
left him, and with a gruff growl or two
went on'his way. When the bear was
out of sight the short man rose from the
ground, and the tall man came down
from the free.
“ What did the beast say to you, my
friend ?”said the tall man to the short
one. “I saw him put his mouth close'
to your ear.”
“He told me,” said the shoit man,
“ to put no trust in one who brags in
the way you do, for those who boast so
much are not brave.”
The Garden of China. —The Chi
namen, who walk over bridges built
2.000 years ago, who cultivated the cot
ton plant centuries before this country
was heard of, and who led silk-worms
before King Solomon built his throne,
have fifty thousand square miles around
Shanghai, which are called the Garden
of China, and which has been tilled for
countless generations. This area is as
large as New York and Pennsylvania
combined; is n’l meadow land iaised
but a few feet above the river—lakes,
rivers, canals, a complete network of
water communication; the land under
the highest 'tilth ; three crops a year
harvested; population so dense that
wherever you look you see men and wo
men in blue pants and blouse, so numer
ous that you fancy some fair or muster
coming off, and all hands have turned
out for a holiday.
“Really" my dear” said Mr. Jones
to his better half, “ you have sadly dis
appointed me. I once considered you a
jewel of a ivoman ; but you have turn
ed out only a bit of matrimonial paste.”
“ Then, my love” was the reply, con
sole yourself with the idea that paste
is adhesive, and will stick to you as |
long as you live.”
A Tourist who was asked in what
part of Switzerland he felt the heat the
most, replied, “ When I was going to
Borne.”
The Soda Fonntain Boy.
He was rinsing the glasses when the
j old lady entered the store. It was hot
weather, and the soda fountain looked
so tempting that she conquered her av
arice and walked over and told the boy
that she would take a glass.
“ Do you wish for a fly in it ?” he in
quired in a whisper.
“ A fly ! grashus 1 no !” she replied,
a look of disgust on her face.
“Just as you say, madam,” he went
on as he drew some lemon syrup. “Peo
ple are so different in tastes, you know.
Some object to flieo and some don’t.—-
I’ll mix some pineapple syrup with this
lemon, and now will you have a great
deal of gas and a little water, or a great
deal of water and a little glass?”
“I am pretty thirsty,.” she said.
“ Well, then you want more water
than gas, and there won’t be so much
danger of an explosion.”
“ Explosion ?” she queried.
“ That was the word, madam. We
have had but few such accidents here
this summer, and I truly hope that we
may have no more.”
“ Does soda water blow up folks?”
“ That depends on the state of their
health. Some people could stand here
and drink all day, while others might
get the glass tipped up this way, and
boom ! they’d go !”
“Bust?”
“ Yes’m—fly into a thousand pieces.
never saw a human being explode,
did you ?”
“ Mercy, no !”
“ Well, you don’t have the least warn
ing. They may be laughing or talking,
and all at once the store is filled with
monogram garters, bustles, corsets, feet,
teeth and roll-plate jewelry. It makes
a great muss around here, and if we
hadn’t three of the smartest negroes in
town to pick up and sweep out we’d
have to shut up the store for a whole
afternoon after an explosion.”
“ He stood with the glass in his hand
agitating the syrup and waiting, and
she said :
“ I didn’t suppose it was dangerous
stuff.”
“ Well, as I told you, it depends on
the state of the system. If your livei
is torpid and your digestion impaired,
one glass of soda water would blow you
higher thau Gilderoy’s kite, and the
coroner would be lucky to find as much
as your spectacles to hold an inquest
on. If your system is all right you
might drink a hundred glasses and feel
no disastrous effects. Now then, you’ll
have a good deal of water and a little
gas, eh !”
“ How’s the stuff made ?”
“ Well, I can’t go on and explain all
the process. There’s marble-dust, acid,
gas, sugar coated pills, giant-powder,
cologne water and kerosene all mixed
together and then distilled. The dis
tilled liquid is placed in a retort, where
a chemical action separates it, and the
gas forces it up separate Pipes.”
“ Kerosene and pills!” she gasped.
“ That’s what I said, madam. You
look innocent and honest, and I hope
you won’t say anything about it, I tend
this fountain in order to support a wid
owed mother and seven fatherless child
ren. If you should say anything I’d
be discharged, and if I were discharged
I should commit suicide. You’ll have
plenty of water, eh?”
“No, sir, I won’t!” she replied, “Do
you suppose Fd drink acids and kero
sene?
“ Not in the crude state, madam, but
this process ”
“ I don’t care for the process !” she
snapped, “ I wouldn’t touch the stuft !”
“ ft is a mild beverage, madam, and
the doc ”
“ Well, I don’t want any. When I
go t) swallering tar and lard and kero
sene, you’ll know it ! S’poseu I’d drank
some and exploded.”
“ Don’t mention it!” he whispered.
“ Don’t speak of it!”
“ Fm sorry for you, young man but
there’s a constable living right in sight
of your bouse, and I think I—l !”
“ You’ll drive me to a suicide’s grave,
you mean !”
She lowered her spectacles, took a
long look at him, and went out without
replying.— Detroit Free Press.
A Good Slory.
The following anecdote is related of
Mr. Sheaf, a grocer, in Portsmouth, N.
11. It appears that a man had pur
chased some wool of him, which had been
weighed and paid for, and Mr. Sheaf
had gone to the desk to get change for
the note. Happening to turn his head
while there, he saw in a glass which
swung so as to reflect the shop, a stout
arm reach up and take from the shelf a
heavy white oak cheese. Instead of ap
pearing suddenly and rebuking him for
the theft, as another would, and thereby
losing his custom forever, the craft old
gentleman gave the thief his change as
if nothing.had happened, and then, un
der pretence of lifting the bag to lay
it on the horse for him, took hold of it,
and exclaimed :
“ W hy, bless me, I must have reck
oned the weight wrong.”
“ Oh, no,” said the other, “you may
be sure you Lave not, for I counted with
jou.”^
“Well well, we won’t dispute the
matter, it is easily tried,” said Mr. S.,
putting the bag into the scales again.
“There,” said he, “ I told you so —I
knew I was right—l made a mistake of
nearly twenty pounds; however, if you
don’t want the whole you need’t have
it-*—l’ll take part of it out.”
“No no !” said the other, staying the
hands of Mr. S. on their way to tlie
strings of the bag,” I guess I’ll take the
whole.”
And this be did, paying for dishon
esty by receiving the milk cheese at the
rate of forty-four cents a pound, the
price of wool.
Changes ia Hie Earth’s Surface.
It has been proved that the whole
Pacific coast, especially California, with
all its mountains, is perpetually rising,
and that at a comparatively rapid rate.
The land containing in its bo'tom our
great American lakes is slowly sinking ;
while southern Indiana, Kentucky and
the surrounding States are rising. Ge
ological investigations prove that our
great lakes, except Ontario, had form
erly a southern outlet; until by gradu
al northern depressions and southern up
heavals, a northern outlet was formed
from Lake Erie into Ontario, about 40,-
000 years ago This outlet, the Niag
ara river, is still wearing away its chan
nel. The division line of the watershed
south of the lakes and the 31 ississippi
valley, has since that time been steadi
ly traveling southward ; and when Chi
cago turned the waters of Lake Michi
gan, through the Chicago river, into
the Mississippi valley the old state of af
fairs was artificially re-established.
New Jersey is i sinking, with New
York City and Long Island, at the esti
mated rate of about sixteen inches per
century. The coast of Texas is ascend
ing at a comparatively very rapid rate,
some observer%stating that it is as much
as thirty or forty feet in the last half
century.
Combining these observations with
the results of the recent deep sc undings
of the United States steamer, l’usearora,
in the Pacific ocean, we find that the
bed is evidently a sunken continent,
abounding in volcanic mountains some
12,000 thousand feet high, many of
them not reaching the surface of the
ocean, others which do so forming the
numberless islands of the Pacific. Ihe
study of the coral rocks proves that this
sinking has continually been taking place
during several centuries, and observ
ation of the coast will undoubtedly reveal
the fact that it has not yet ceased.
The tm>f ■ em’o :.i German geologists
and ethnologists u,w maintain that the
locality of man’s primitive origin, the
seat of the so-called Paradise,was in the
Pacific Ocean south of Asia, whence the
race slowly diffused itself northward to
Asia, westward to Africa, and eastward
to Australia. When the great Pacific
continent slowly sank, so that the ocean
commenced filling the valleys, man re
treated to the mountains, which, by
continual sinking, were transformed in
to islands,and now form the many groups
of’ Polynesia. The insularity of the
thus preserved races was not productive
of civilization,which requires conflict,in
which the superiors in the end gain the
victory over the inferiors. In those is
lands the infeior races were preserved
for want of this conflict, hence their sa
vage condition even at the present day;
while primitively the greate t advance
took place at the spot of the most intense
conflict, the contiment of Southern x\sia.
Eggs Financial Wisdom.
She said she’d take a dozen of eggs,
but while the grocer was counting them
out she asked the price. He told her
and she shrieked :
“ Seventeen cents ?”
“ Yes, ma’am.”
“ Why, that’s outrageous !”
“ VV ell it’s hard times and everything
is up.”
She sat down on a sugar barrel, sighed
several times,aud asked if eggs were like
ly to be lower or higher.
“ I don’t claim to be a prophet,” he
replied, as ha twisted a sheet of paper
into the shape of a funnel,” but I dare
say that they’ll be down to sixteen and
one-half cents in less than a week, and
perhaps go lower. Trade, wich is natu
rally depressed during July and August,
is looking up a little. Out exports of
gold are now equalled by our imports.
The calling in of bonds puts more ready
money afloat, and capitalists are much
more hopeful this week than last. The
crops are about ready to move, naviga
tion prospects are brighter, and public
confidence in financial measures is rapid
ly returning. One thing moves around
another, you see, and though, as I said
before I am not a financier, and my pre
dictions are not entitled to any great
weight, it seems clear to me that eggs
have got to code down. A great current
of eggs is setting toward this point from
a dozen different directions, and even if
the calling in of bends and the sale of
surplus gold don’t produce lower prices
I canrot see why figures should go up.”
She reached into the pickle barrel,
nipped a cueumb r, and wen t away
wondering v hy her hnsb ind never knew
anything.— Detroit Free Press.
Large aud Small Ears.
Large ears, says a theorist, mounting
his hobby, hear things in general, and
denote broad, comprehensive views and
modes of thought; while small ears hear
things in particular, and show a dispo
sition to individualize, often accom
panied by the love of the minute. -Large
ears are usually satisfied with hearing
the leading facts of a case, with the gen
eral principle involved—too strict an
attention to the enumeration of details,
especially all repetition of the more un
important — is wearisome to them. People
with such ears like generality, and are
usually fitted to conduct large enterprises
to receive and pay out monej in luige
sums; they prefer to give with a freeness,
without reference to the amount. Small
ears, on the contrary,desire to know the
particulars of a story, as well as the main
facts; take delight often in examining,
handling, or constructing tiny specimens
of workmanship; arc disposed to be exact
with reference to inches and ounces. In |
buying or selling, to the extent at least j
of knowing the exact number over or un- j
der the stated measure given or received, j
People with such ears would in most
cases, prefer a retail to a wholesale bus- j
in ess.
A Him to Rich Men’s Daughters.
There are very few, comparatively,
of the “ sweet girl graduates ” of this
year of grace who ought not to be earn
ing a fixed income, as their brothers arc
doing. There is not one of them to
whom it is not a plain duty to know
how The daughters of rich men cer
tainly have a right to all the leisure
they can afford to pay for, Buo, in
America, the tenure of wealth is so un
certain that the heiress of to-day may
be the stipendiary ot to-morrow. If
she cannot produce, but must remain a
consumer only, then she Is guilty of a
breach of that unwritten compact with
society under whose conditions we all
come at birth, and whose violation is
dishonorable. Besides, it is the daugh
ters of rich men who must encourage
the belief that the capacity to earn is
as natural and dignified a function of
women as of men. It was not till Ca
milla of Fifth avenno, rich enough to
spoil a velvec robe daily, looped up her
shining draperies above the contamina
tion of the pavements, that Biddy of
the Bowery, too poor to spare the price
of a shilling print a month, dared lift,
her draggled hems to an economical and
cleanly height. When the Camillas
put on cash.uiere and serge cut with se
vere simrd'eity, then the daughters of
the bank teller, the insurance agent, the
struggling lawyer, the small shopkeeper,
the genteel, poverty pinched widow,
cheerfully substituted that wise fashion
for the sleusy silks and abundant cheap
trimmings they had cherished.
'Thus rich girls must make work fash
ionabl *ifitis to be honored. Were it
understood that the daughters of Dives
had become accomplished milliders, or
dressmakers, or telegraphers, or type
setters, or teachers, or book keepers, or
florists, and were proud of their compe
tency, the daughters of Lazarus would
rush to perfect themselves in like at
tainments, and would exercise them to
their profit and pleasure. As it is, it
is not indolence, it is not incapacity, it
is not carelessness of the ceaseless toil
of the overworked father and mother
which keeps our girls of genteel fami
lies from openly and gladly earning their
own bread. It is the feeling that a
working woman loses caste. Out of this
false estimate of things grows not only
that hollow life of shabby gentility
which distorts the character of all who
lead it, but that habit of mind which
regards marriage as a prudential ar -
rangement, a bargain which guarantees
board and. clothes on the one side for an
indefinite quid pro quo on the other. —
Harper s Bazaar.
Directions lor Hcsloring Per
sons Apparently Dead from
Drowning.
One. Lose no time. Carry out these
directions on the spot.
Two. llemove the froth and mucus
from the mouth and nostrils.
Three. Hold the body, for a few sec
onds only, with the head hanging down,
so that the water may run oat of the
lungs and windpipe.
Four. Loosen all tight articles of
clothing about the neck and chest.
Five. St e that the tongue is pulled for
ward if it falls back into the throat.
By taking hold of it with a handkerchief
it will not slip.
Six. If the breathing has ceased, or
nearly so,it must be stimulated !y pres
sure of the chest with the hands, in imi
tation of the natural breathing, forcibly
expelling the air from the lungs, and
allowing it to re-enter and expand them
by the elasticity of the ribs. Remem
ber that this is the most important atop
of all.
To do it readily, lay the person on
his back, with a cushion, pillows, or
some firm substance,under the shonlders;
then press with the flat of the hands
over the lower part of the abdpmen keep
ing up a regular repetition and relaxa
tion of pressure twenty or thirty times
a minute. A pressure of thirty pounds
may be applied with safety to a g 1 own
person.
Seven. Ilnb the limbs with the hands
or with dry cloths, constantly,to aid the
circulation and keep the body warm.
Eight. As soon as the person can
swallow, give a tablespoonful of spirits
in hot water, or some warm tea or coffee.
Nine. Work deliberately. Don’t give
up too quickly. Success has rewarded
the efforts of hours.
A Valuable Old Bucket.
A few days ago, Joe. Endicott, of
Franklin township, was plowing in a
field near Darlington, which he had
rented from an old man named Cox, |
when one of the shovels of his plow un- !
earthed an old tin bucket. Joe. had
curiosity enough to examine the bucket,
just as many another man looks at ev
ery old shoe he turns up in an unex
pected place, but with a very different
result. Within its rusty sides, caref 1-
ly wrapped in paper, each piece to ; fself',
were gold coins, fives, tens and fifties.
Nut one of each, but piles of them, and j
all genuine. Joe. could count, but he |
could hardly trust his senses, fur he
made them amount to three hundred
thousand dollars. How the bucket ;
came there, and how the money hap
pened to drop into that bucket of all
the places in that field, are puzzling
questions. 'J he story goes, however,
that less than a score of years ago, an
old Englishman named Pratt, worked
in the Hollingsworth woolen factoiy
near the village of Darlington. lie lived
with his wfo in a house which once
stood in the field in which Endicott was
plowing. He was reputed wealthy
lie died in the early years of the war.
leaving a widow, who has since died.
The gold just found is supposed to be
a part of the treasure which this thrifty
couple accumulated, and which they
probably buried when the war began.—
Crawfordsville (Ind.) Journal.
VOL. V I.—NO. ;j.
4 * Riding a Free Ilorsc.'’
| The Press Convention, at its late sea
s*on r tailed to take any action on the
uiosv important subject that could possi
bly have engaged their attention. And'
this is the oppressively larire amount of
free w'ork the press of Georgia has to do
work for which it gets no pay. either
directly or indirectly. The Legislature
established three new State dep arttnentih
last year—the Agricultural Bureau, the
Geological Bureau, and the State. Board
of Health. It is of course absolutely
essential to the success ef-those depart,
uients that their proceedings should bo
thoroughly advertised. They have call
ed for statistics and information through
the medium of the press, and give . this
information, after it has properly
edited aud compiled, to the public
through the same medium. And yet,
neither department has a dollar with
which to pay for this work. The reason is
quite plain. The Legislature knew that
the couid be relied upon to do the
necessary work gratis. They provided
f >r the payment of men to fill the of'ceh;
because no men could be found to fill
them.for nothing ; for money to buy sta
tionery, because no bookseller could,
be found to furnish stationery gratis {
f or rents and gas light, and postage ana
coal, etc., because no one will take pay
for these in patriotism. But for the ad
vertising not a dollar has been provided.
Lhe circulars, usually printed at some
job office that has no newspaper, are
sent to the editor requesting him to in
sert it without pay, and an addon 1 -
dum asking “all papers favorable to the
cause please copy,” is modestly append
ed. Why not send to the coal dealer
and ask him to contribute a ton of coal
to the department, and “all coal dealers
friendly to the good cause” do likewise?
\\ hy not pend a similar request to the
stationer, the gas company, and all oth
ers whose resources needed for
the administration of the bureau?
It it is a commendable enterprise, why
are they not made to aid in its advance
ment ? \\ hy is the whole 1 burden
thrown upon the newspaper publisher ?
lhe answer is apparent. It is because
the publisher is the only man who will
submit to such an imposition. If eveHf
publisher in Georgia would positively
refuse to give publicity in any Way to
the circulars sent out by these Depart
ments, the Legislature, at its next ses
sion, would make an appropriation for
this purpose. There is no doubt about
it. Ihe heads of the Departments
would be compelled to ask for it. But
as long as the press will do a thing for
nothing, there is no use in providing
money to pay for it.— Atlanta Herald.
A C ourt One Thousand Years Old
C loses Its Ooors Forever.
On Ju’y the 6th an august and an
cient tribunal, the most so of any save
the “High Court of Parlaiment,” vir
tually ceased to exist. On that day the
Court of.Queen’s Bench, which repre
sents a tribunal held before the king,
at least a thousand years ago,sat for the
last time, and will probably never sit
again. It is a curious circumstance that,
reckoning from the accession of Alfred,
in 8( 1 the earliest date at which such
a jurisdiction can be shown to have been
exercised to tho year 1870, when the
original of the judicature act which
abolished it was introduced, just one
thousand years should have elapsed.
To Sir Alexander Coekburn, certainly
in many respects not the least distin
guished of the series, belongs to the
melancholy distinction of being the last
Lord Chief Justice of England. Th&-
jurisdiction of the court, it is. true, is*
preserved by the judicature act and
vested in a division ; of high court of ju
dicature. A.nd its peculiar jurisdiction
is \e.sted in that division exclusively.
But as that great court, which has ex
isted ever since the conquest as a dis
tinct and separate tribunal, with that
high and lofty jurisdiction which could,
originally only b'e exercised b? the king
m person,and was so exercised ever since
the time of Alfred, as that great court;
of the king, inferior only to Parliament
in greaness and dignity, its history has
closed. It has, however, a great histo
ry 11 bistory of ten centuries’duration,'
closely connected with the constitution
of the country through a long succession
of ages, and associated with a series of
great names and historic,of ten tragic
events. —London limes,
Ix boy thus decribes his mis.,
deeds and their punishment: “My sister
Em has got a feller who has been coining
to see her most every night for some,
time Aight before last, just to have a’
btde fun, I went in the parlor, and crawl
ed under the sofa on the sly, and waitA
ed there till he and Em had got settled -
and just as he was asking her if she wag
willing to become his dear partner for
bio, and tr ,- st to his strong right eAu
for protection and support, I gave three
led-hot Indian war-whoops, and bumped
mysdf up against the bottom of the sofa
and hred off an old horse pis cl that I
had borrow-d'of Sam Johnson, and my.
gracious, how that feller jumped up and
scooted -for the door! He never stopped
to get bis hat but went tumbling head
over bee’s down the door-steps, *As for
hm she was just that sea red'she s< mat
ted right down on the floor, and screech
cd -ike blue blares, till dad and mother
came running in, with nothing on but
otl.es, and wanted to know what
the matter was. But Em only yelled the
•o --Cl. aod kept pointing uud,er sola,till
got down on his knees, and saw- uia
t here, and pulled me out by the hind-leg.
r-n i me out ln lhe wood
shed, ee warped me over his knee, and
then went at me with an old trunk strap
and 1 haven’t got over it nicely yet- *
— —
thousand lawyers are annu**
ally turned out upon the community.