Fulton County GaArchives News.....Roundabout In Georgia March 18, 1879 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/ga/gafiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Linda Blum-Barton http://www.genrecords.net/emailregistry/vols/00003.html#0000645 July 10, 2006, 5:51 pm The Weekly Constitution, Atlanta, GA March 18, 1879 Where is the LaGrange Reporter? The Washington Gazette is improving. Darien is pushing forward the work on her Episcopal church. Gentlemen, you might as well make room for Blocker. Blind Tom will finger the keys in Albany shortly. The spring fights in Quitman county are booming. Farmers all over Georgia are planting corn. Miss Fanny Andrews (Elzey Hay) has a new novel in press. The timber business in Darien is not as lively as Grubb would like to have it. Americus had a dog-fight and a rope walking the other day. The Gainesville Southron has entered upon its fifth year. Colonel W. Robert Gignilliat, of Darien, is not a candidate for the Judgeship of the eastern circut. The north end of Sapelo Island is to be sold at sheriff's sale on the first Tuesday in April. Dr. Blackburn, who will be the next governor of Kentucky, is a relative of the editor of the Madisonian. Mr. W. T. Hollingsworth, of Macon, was recently married to Miss Obie Martin, of Forsyth. There is an archery revival in Columbus. It is enough to make the beaux quiver with delight. There will be a reform in the carrying of concealed weapons when five members of a grand jury can be found without arms about their persons. A freight train onthe Central road ran into the rear end of a passenger train near Millen Thursday and smashed up things generally. Nobody hurt. Mrs. Sarah Poss, of Taliaferro county, eighty-nine years of age, is the ancestor of one hundred and twelve children, grand-children and great- grandchildren. Rhematism and new gold mines are breaking out in Oglethorpe county. The measles are giving way to other industrial pursuits. The Macon Telegraph announces that Dr. Carver has failed to put up his fofeit of $2,500 to shoot against Bogardus. How this may be we don't know, but if the charges recently made against Bogardus by the New York Spirit of the Times are true -- and they are not denied -- it is not probably that Dr. Carver would enter into any competition. The last issue of the Eatonton Boad-Axe and Messenger showed great improvement. Mr. Sparks is getting so he doesn't hesitate to shake up the boys in the liveliest sort of style. If we are not mistaken, the editor of the Messenger is a relative of Colonel William H. Sparks, whose poem on "The Old Church Bell" is one of the finest lyrics ever written by a southern poet. The Americus Republican says that on Sunday night, the 2d instant, the gin- house of Mr. W. F. Spann, of Webster county, with all his crop of cotton seed, were destroyed by fire. The gin-house and screw were both new, run by water power and of the latest and most approved pattern. It is supposed to have been the work of an incendiary. The Augusta Chronicle says that Mrs. Emma Austell has been adjudged to be insane by Judge W. F. Eve, of the county court, and ordered sent to the lunatic asylum at Milledgeville. She has a child about eighteen months old, which has been taken in charge by responsible parties. She fought desperately and screamed at the top of her voice when the infant was taken away from her, but it was absolutely necessary for the little creature's safety and comfort that this should be done. The Americus Republican says that last year Mr. W. E. Tharpe, of Dooly, made one hundred and fifty bales of cotton, thirty-three hundred bushels of corn, sixteen hundred bushels of sweet potatoes, twenty barrels of fine syrup, and oats and wheat in abundance, with eleven mules. He also raised enough meat to run Captain Morgan's place, which he was managing for the present year. This is the way to grease the wheels of fortune to make them run easy, and lay back in comfort and laugh at hard times. Pluck and industry will win every time. The Macon Telegraph says that the little poem, "Kitty King", whose words were written by the late Mr. A. R. Watson, and which were copied thoughout the union and also to a number of the leading periodicals of England, will soon be set to music by Mrs. Joseph Palmer, of Perry. The words of the poem are exquisite and have always been admired wherever read, and they were amont the first pieces which brought the author prominently before the public. Mrs. Palmer is the composer of a beautiful song, "A Face," which was dedicated to an accomplished young lady of Atlanta, who is well known in Macon. The coming song will be looked for with interest by all who knew Mr. Watson and the friends of the composer. Hinesville Gazette: Mr. W. A. Jones, of Ricebor river, in this county, made last year, with two plows, 450 bushes of corn; 2,500 bushels of rice; 200 bushels of potatoes; 115 gallons of syrup; 150 bushels of peas; 150 bushels of oats - raising his own meat -- all at the expense of $1,200. His rice brought $1.40 per bushel in Savannah; by the flood in October last, he lost at least 500 bushels. Can any one beat this good farming? It shows what our low country lands are capable of producing, under good management and energy well directed. Forsyth Advertiser: Mr. Henry C. Peeples, who has been attending our superior court, returned to Atlanta last week. Although quite young, he is one of the most thoroughly posted lawyers we have ever known. His memory is a marvel. He was recently highly complimented by the supreme court, one of the judges speaking of his argument as an effort showing an intelligent and deep research into the law. Dawson Journal: At about 9 o'clock on last Saturday night Mr. William R. Foster, a young man, son of the widow Foster, living six or seven miles east of Dawson, left town for home driving two spirited horses to a wagon. About an hour afterwards the horses arrived home, or near home, without a driver and with the lines broken. A brother of Mr. Foster immediately started back towards town in search of William, and found his dead body lying in the middle of the road, near the Ross place, about three miles from town. There was a severe contusion on the forehead and it was supposed that his neck was broken. It was supposed that there was no one with Mr. Foster at the time the accident occurred. Americus Republican: Here is a sweet morsel for the consideration of Messrs. Blaine, Ingersoll, et al., of the radical ranks, which they can reflect on: James Ellis, a colored blacksmith in Americus, who, by industry and economy, has acquired a competency and quite a lucrative trade in his profession, on learning that his old mistress, Virginia Ann Wisham, was in very reduced circumstances -- without even a shelter -- went before Justice J. B. Pilsbury and J. H. Allen, clerk of the superior court, and made her a deed to a small place in Macon county, thus giving her a home in old age without fee or reward. Surely such good deeds as these are recorded above, and will there entitle the donor to a home in that "home of many mansions." Jim Ellis is a hard working, honest man and though his skin is a little dark his heart is all right. Sober and industrious, he has many friends in the white race of our city, who will esteem him now more than ever. Thomasville Times: In answer to our inquiry last week about the blackberry crop, Mr. Sydney Williams informs us that the prospect is anything but flattering. He says that farmers are clearing up and burning off most of their old fields, thus cutting off, to a very large extent, that usually very prolific crop. If this state of things is anything like general, the outlook for the profession is indeed gloomy. We have been clinging to the hope that the crop would be a good one. In fact, this hope has cheered us on through the long winter months. When clouds gathered; when non-paying subscribers, fat with the good things of the land, shook us by the hand and calmly looked into our hungry eyes; when groups of epicures gathered about in knots and discussed the menu of some recent repast; through and amid all this we have preserved an unruffled exterior, nay, even heartlessly and smilingly joined in, as if it was a common thing for editors to live high. The blackberry crop has been the silver lining to our clouds, but now -- well, there's no use talking. "The opera's busted." File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/ga/fulton/newspapers/roundabo1429gnw.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.org/gafiles/ File size: 8.9 Kb