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, • ✓ BY D. 13. FREEMAN. CALHOUN TIMES Kates of Subscription. Or e Year §2.00 Six Months 1.00 Ten copies one year 15.00 Kates of Advertising. js£^s“ > For each square of ten lines or less for the first insertion, sl, and for each sub sequent insertion, fifty cents. No Sq’rß | 1 Mo. | 3 Mos. fOMoe | 1 year. Two §4.00 $7.00 I $12.00 | $20.00 Four “ 6.00 10.00 | 18.00 35.00 1 column 9.00 15.00 25.00 40.00 * “ 15.00 25.00 40.00 65.00 1 “ 25.00 40-O0 65.00 115.00 Ten linos of solid brevier, or its equivalent in space, make a square. Kates of Legal Advertising. Sheriff’s Sales, each levy $4 00 ' Ration for letters of Administration and Guardianship.... 4 00 Application for dismission from Admin istratnn, Guardianship and Exec* ut or ship 5 00 Application for leave to sell land, one square , 400 Each additional square 2 00 band Sales, one square 4 00 Each additional square 3 00 Application for Homestead 2 00 Notice to Debtors and Creditors 4 00 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. 7y\[N & MILNER, attorneys at law, CALHOUN, GA. Will practice in all the Superior Courts of of Cherokee Georgia, the Supreme Court of the State and the United States District and Circuit Courts, at Atlanta. J l). TINSLEY, Watch-Maker & Jeweler, CALHOUN, GA. All styles of Clocks, .Watches and Jewelry neatly repaired and warranted. TTUFE WALDO THORNTON, D. D ST, DENTIST. Office over Geo. W. Wells & Co'.’V Agricul tural Warehouse. jyj ISiTc. A. HUDGINS, Milliner & Mantua-Maker, Court House St., CallioitmGa. Patterns of the latest styles and fashion f;r ladies just received. Gutting and making done to order. 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.