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' THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. SATURDAY, JULY 12, 1907. DAVC auMt a i l ovj I o INTEREST SOME STORIES AND ANECDOTES OF MEN TO THE LITTLE Conducted By PETER PAN. THE CITY BOY AND THE H0R8E. A city boy. Ho wan playing In tbo street when the robber boll he was tossing flipped from hit hand* and landed Just back of the off bind foot of a big gray horse attached to a truck and standing pnttcntly by the curb nwaiting further order*. The boy mode several furtive renchea to recover the ball, but ns actual ihmsdsoIou Involved close proximity to that massive 1*9 and Iron shod hoof he hesitated. A rapid search of surrounding territory re sulted In the finding of a piece.of atick about « Inehea long. Its length waa disproportionate to the danger tune, but the bojr'a aenae of peril decreased as bis anxiety grew nt the pot- slide loss of his plaything. He made a quirk jab with the stick, but succeeded only In striking the animal's liock, causing It to prance Indignantly. out MPiipPOTMVIMI the animal, with Innate cusaeduoss. backed up again, and In ho doing placed his hoof on the ball and pinned It to the ground. Frightened by Ids clooe call from Injury tall broad-shouldered man with whiskers of the hayseed variety turned the corner. " the boy’s final attempt to recover kicked out. In a few sentences the Imy explained tbo situation and |K»lnted to the IniII. The big ■wn patted the horse on the llnuk. spoke a few soothing words to the nniiiml and ran his hsnd deftly and potflngly down the ( | p#t finely leg until he reached the hoe*. "H'lat, boy, hist." he commanded, and the animal, accustomed to frequent exami nations of the b oof, obediently lifted I Is \Vlth Ids free hand the big man extracted the ball from Its resting place and tossed It to the lad, who ungratefully scampered sway without waiting to thank his Ix*ne- factor. "Bents thunder how these city kids don t know nothin' nlamt horses!" said the Mg mail disgustedly, ns be dusted off Ida hands and resowed bis wny. HOW THE FLAG WAS CALLED OLD GLORY. I t was William Driver, of Salem, Mass., o first called the flag "old Glory," says the Itirmlnghntu News. He started out ship. Ills Intrepid spirit brought the youth ful mariner rapid promotion, mid he became master of a vessel and mi" given the title of captain. The presentation of a new flag tor bis vessel, "Charles Doggett," was the occasion for a touching scene. Tin* sailor presenting the flag rolled It In tin* form of n triangle and sold that In ancient times the priest was called upon to bless the fl.tg. the three corners suggesting to 1dm the trinity, Upon whom he called fdV the IdcKHtiig. The ting thus consecrated was hoisted nt the masthead. The captain watched Ida new flag hoisted with glistening eyes and upon the Impulse of the moment lie cried, ‘ 1 II call her old Glory, l*»ys. Old Glory.” That was In 1*531 and that same flag remained cloth al tL Confederate army. After the full of Fort Danelaon end the Confederate flag was hauled down from the eapltol nt Nashville, Captain Driver brought out Ids Old Glory ■ hoisted It stuld tumultuous applause, to* old mail In the quiet hour of the wood sea cheat and Is In the possession of Mrs. Htephen Driver, a idee* of the cap tain by marriage. John Trotwood Moore, whom the truth of this story may be ■svs that It has generally been be- that tno original^ Old Glory was the Cap- and "Ilia Two Interesting Letters The following very Interesting letter* have been received and enjoyed by Petet Pan, who hopes that other bright boys will write to him of what they are doing during vacation days. He also desire* to hear again from the boy* who have written this department in The Georgian. \ \ Perry, Ala.. JW 6. Dear Peter Pan: We are so much obliged to you for a real children's page, and asking us to tell you of our vacation. We like to do this if we can.give a pleasant moment to other boys, and we do like to hear what all the little boy* are doing; We keep a great many chicken* and part of my work Is to help to look after them. I went out to the woodshed yesterday to gather In the eggs, and found In the tiniest little nest In the same bog with the hen'* nest four little speckled eggs. The old bird had found mate rial fresh from the forest—pine straw—In the box, and showed a fine Instinct to use It. In another place we found a nest In a big apple tree away up near the top. Thl* bird hud been more painstaking, as we found many bright bit* of cloth, strings of various colors. My sister had been making a lawn dress.-the machine had been rolled out on the porch behind the vine* and thl* little housekeeper, the bird matron, had picked up quantities of the small trimming and had used them to make her nest cosy, long beforo the real dress was worn, t uni a small boy ten years old, and Help with the morning work; then go :o the pasture and pick berries. I like the boys’ psge In The Georgian. N3AL MORGAN. Dear Peter Pan: Yes, wo boys are all having our vacation now. I could tell you a groat many little storyetteg, but they seem so simple, I hard ly know whether It Is best. My g-andmother lives Just across the street from our house. She has a mamma cat who has six little brlnd'.e kittens. 1 have had great fun with them; even had kodak pictures made with the cunning little animals. Grandmother thought that six cats vroubl be too many to keep, so we foun 1 homes for four of them and I took the others. I named them Teddy and Comer. Teddy Is eager for adventures, but Comer—that Is the name of our Alabama governor—Is willing to wait und take things as they come. The mamma cat by some moans fou <d that two of her babies were*at our house, so she came over and commence! to keep house with us. We had them a nice little bog on the back porch with all tho little luxuries throe cats might require; fresh milk and vegetables and so on. One day the porch was scrubbed and the old ent vas so disturbed she at once commenced to plan ways and means to bo off; the wet flow seemed to give her such uneasiness she called to her babies. Teddy came out and followed her, but Comer would not: he ran behind the piano and 1 could not make him come out. In a few hours the old cat came back and seemed to have a talk with Comer and he followed her away to my grandmother's house. It was great fun to watch their ways. The old mother would walk ahead for u few stops and then turn and look back and wait Just a little while and then go again and Comer would run along In her wake with his tall hoisted high. I have no cats now, but will have Teddy and Comer H> reconsider their movement In a few days. I will tell you of some rabbit* soon that I found on our lot—tiny little rabbits In their nest. CARROLL MORGAN. The June Bug and the Small Boy A TRUE 8TORY. I wonder If the "June Bug" goes Into Innocuous desuetude" after tho first of July? 1 wonder If lie never Is permitted to Join In tho festivities of the glorious Fourth" by buzzing, busting, buzzing, to give vent to his exuberance of spirit? nider If tbo Juuebug—"a siltin’ on tho t pointer vine"— ever deplores the fnet that ho will not enjoy tho luscious root of the plant nfter frost fulls to give the extra mellowness and sweetness that mnkes It so toothsome a winter dish? 1 do not want some wlw> man or some oldest citizen to enlighten me, for I love to wonder on some subjects—and never know. I think the Uttlo boy who give* the little star permission to "twinkle, twinkle, twinkle," • while ho wonders wlmt you are." Is happier, though no wiser fellow than the sago who searches tho blue for new worlds off which lio sweeps the cobwebs with the rays team a lens. "The very law that moulds a tear leg Is tied for the amusement of tho boy. Now there’s the point: Did you over think bow hnd It Is for tho small boy’s heart-growth to be allowed to tie the June- bug’s Teg? Did you ever think wbnt nil evi dence It Is that the small bov has n gizzard whero tho heart ought to grow, when lie finds amusement In tho sgouy of the Juuebug Whoso leg 1s tied? heart the other day, when 1 found him chasing a happy glittering Junehng. "Come here, little man,” 1 said, "I want to tell yon a story. Do you like stories?" "Yessum." he answered, nnd I felt that n»y hour of triumph ns a soul rescuer had rrlved. "My story Is about a Junehug," I began. ‘Now Juuebug* live up In tr*»ea. They have pretty homes nnd they hnvo mamas and papas. Everything that **— **“ * iiiflutas (itid papas, and once u| Itinehtig whose home was nw.... •ery tall oak tree asked his mama If he on Id take a long trip from home and g< i. The lives has upon a time a nwn.v np In By 0. Akins. Now as I am going to tell something that happened in reality and not in flc. tlon, X will not use any perfonal names, but will be Just as explicit as possible. It wn# In the w inter of 1900, when I was quite a small girl, though I'm not so very large now. I was going to a country school about twenty miles from hers and we had a good, kind teacher who loved all animals, nnd he asked those who were willing to sign a pledge never to see anything .suffer which we could In uny way relievo. , * rt .-, , , , *}' nur'ord.r'on^them "but all I •N".,Tr rto n ?miV )kS r'/m S3 name of our order on them, but tho Boim , nw ful thing might happen to my little teacher wore a great gold ono In the ohibl. and mains would never see her pre- shape of a star, und when any of tho clous one again." ' scholars did anything real worthy, he At the worn "awful," which I sold with |,t thrnn w,*r hi* t>u<l*o t»r n day. jniiifj)rH" u .t<M>,_of Ircmolon, r mi>h,«l,,.th, Now there was u little girl In school whose little half-brothers were exceed- Infly mean to her, nnd at recess would get har lunch basket and run with It. No on 3 took the part of the poor little girl, for she didn't have many friends, but one day she stood regarding an other girl whoso mother wan dead and whoso father was helpless. She was a kind-hearted child, so she asked tho lMl* friendless girl why she didn't ent her dinner. Then the poor child burst out cry ing and told the reason. Then the motherless girl shared her lunch, thinking rhe was unobserved. Hut the school master's sharp eyes had taken In everj thing, and he culled the cne who had so generously divided her dinner und gave her tbo gold star badge. File won allowed to wear it ft whole week, and he was ever kind to the no ble girl. This girl had to leave school soon afterward to *ake cure of her poor old helpless fathoi, who Is dead now. What became of the generous Uttl girl? On, she Is a young lady now, or almost, snd is loved by all who know htr, rich nnd poor alike, und will al ways be loved by the girl 3he befriend. *d. tome “awful thing*’ would “eat him up.” “Now,” I continued, "this June hug d not utlud his mother mid lie slipped bis mntnmii would call him back. He saw she was busy churning and was not notic ing him, so he went a little farther, until lie was on the lowest limit of the tree. There ho rested a while and then flew out over the sidewalk and down Into the grass. He was having n fine time when, all nt once, he ires flying nnd hunting no h/tpny- like, he saw some terrible monster coming sfter him. He got scared nnd Hew as fAst ns he could, nil the time thinking to him self, ‘Mamma was right; I am so sorry l did not mind her.' On he flew nnd on come the awful inouster, running after him. He began to cry and to rail Ills ninnitna, but the monster could not understand him, for ho talked .Tune bug talk ami cried June bug crying. "Poor little June began to get tired** and tlreder. und lit Inst fell on the grass nnd the awful monster put out a g-r-e-a-t b-l-g paw, ten times ns big ns he, nnd ennie down on him nnd cnuglit him. He s f ried nnd struggled nnd cnlled his mnnuun. nit It all sounded like bussing. The awful monster got n string nml tied little June’s leg to olio end, held the other nnd nulled him nlmiit for a long time, then tied him to n post In the hot sun nnd went away. "There little Junle hnd to stay nil night, crying and crying, und hts leg hurting him O. so bad!" Now 1 felt ! was making some Ininrea- •don on the d-yenr-old man. nnd I Intend ed to make uiy story end with a most thrilling climax. I Intended to have Junle eseniH* somehow, and 1 Intended that tho scene between him and nininmn would bo n work of art. hut Just here fbe gizzard must have, gotten In Its work, for thnt youth looked up to me with s "manly" grin, and with an expression as If to say, "I inn the hero," lie said: "I know who tho » w-f o-l m-o-n-rt-e-r Is—It's me." . was so disgusted with the look of pride on thnt small hoy's fare that I drop, pod the subject and left that June bug swinging nnd bussing. I made up my mind to let hardened vet ernn criminals of the advanced ago of six years nlone, nnd begin on my next subject during the teething age. That boy may bottle all the lightning bugs, nnd tie nil tho June bugs ho pleases. nut the time will come when such small game will not satisfy his bloodthirsty ten dencies. He will practice on tho heart of some trusting woman, n mother, or a wife. —Mrs. J. M. Deputies, In Montgomery Ad- vertlser. WHY THE MEADOW VIOLETS GROW TALI By Berths L. Colburn. It wsi the month of May, nnd all the ■)»inl>ers of the Flora family looked tlfwjr E leet. The willows waved their pale w draperies, tin* nmnlea had soft robes the great oak wus clothing herself l nscar- let smt pink velvet. Green was the favorite color; the elders were putting ou green. grass was greeu, and the sweet flags v grass tinted with yellow. All the little plnuts were clothe*! in green, hot they were themselves with 1*0.111111111 but- decorating themsclvez tons, stars or fringes < .* brook that flow .end, nnd dotted slip meadow, were colonies of violet smooth long-atctnnied leaves the into tL. , Their tbeTgrsssca*UkeTttto long-handled urnbref- la*, and tbetr pretty long-stemmed blossoms looked as If they had stretched up to see the world and then from bashfulucra hung tbetr heads. On* of these violets was swsylug with ‘-.dot**. "Oh. sisters,” she «yle«>. — fate who are dwarfs and lustead of what do yen SdlMdes*wbo art — carrying smbrelJsa like ours tbcirs resin sad furry. Now, why should they Oer alstera Of them kuew and they ■■■ I Sky reason whv sU violets should not l sal slender. They determined to nsk some one else; so they Inquired of the tall gras*** Which grew beaide them. Now, these grasses were stupid fellows, but they did not like to show their lino i of their modest neights*rs. The vio lets drooped and whispered acftly among themselves. There was no one rise whom they could nak exrent the skunk cabbage, iiii«l In* was such a disagreeable fellow that they feared to s|»cuk to him. There seemed to i*e nothing to do but ask another bow nnd they waited patiently for one to * along. When one did appear she was (n a great hurry uud made ouly the briefest call. It was the same with the next one, and the next; but their patience was rewarded In nn unexpected manner. Just aa Gold-band Itonibus was sipping their nectar, It begnu to rain, and she was g|n*l to crawl under one of their mnhrcllus to wntt for the shower to pass over. She was such a tray eler that she always had Interesting atorlci to tell, nnd she was quite ready to talk about their dwarf cousins. When they ventured to nsk her why these little ones never grew tall, she was puzzled for n moment; then she laughed and said: "They did «of need to grow any more." The violets looked so mystified she hastened to odd, "1 can find them without." The violets were more puzzled than evci They were too polite to nsk her why It wn necessary tor her to And them, but they secretly wondered how It could benefit them to have her Come and take their sweet uec- ods ran he formed In them. 1 should not have known It, either, If 1 had not heard the tame rohlu telling what his master, the ofessor, said. "Well, It seems that In order to gro' * — •* “ » vwdi fine, stmn* seeds the pollen froi •let *f pollen lodge some grains VPHHVPIH y brushed off on the club-almpcd pistil of next violet 1 visit. Ho you see that without me you would not grow strong seeds, nnd If you were no bigger than your dwarf cousins I should never find vm» flows here In this tall grass. The sun Is coming out now, no 1 must bid you good afternoou. As the Gold-hand flew away the violets murmured. "We are glad we are tall, for we would rather live here lu the meadow than on the hillside; hut 1 wish we had asked why our ilwnrf cousins do not carry silk umbrellas like ours." Success from 8m*ll Beginnings. Gyrus Curtis, the founder ami publisher of the I Julies’ Home Journal and the Satur day Kt onlng Rost, two of the lending peri odical* of the present times. Wes XI years old when he comim-mcd this great work. It was In 1**3 he asked an artist to draw a heading for a paper to la* railed the Ladies* Journal. The artist Inserted n domestic scene l*e- tween the second nml tlitnl word* of the l labeled It "llonio" In small letters. The people asked for "The Ladles’ Home Journal.’ lie accepted the title and now It U a familiar name In thousands of home*, one of the most Interest lug features con nected with the enterprise Wit* that Mr. furtls was without means, the loan *'f $P*>. It was gn Aver * Hon. The entire sum was apent In one adver tisement In **ne. |M-rtod|rnl. In answer to this announcement several thousand |te*iple sent cents, tho price for a yearly sub- INSPECTORS REPORT TO A NEW CHIEF After August 1 the postofflee Inspec tors who have been making their head quarters In the Federal building In At lanta will not report to Chattanooga, but will report to ft chief, with head quarters In Atlanta. This comes about as the result of nn order by Poatmna- ter General Meyer, Changing the In spection district und creating a new district, Including Georgia, Florida and South Carolina. This district will be In charge of George M. Sutton, of Missouri, and the Inspectors will report to him. At pres ent the Inspectors In Atlanta report to Cbuttanoogii, the hendquurters for the division in which Georgia Is situated. The business became so heavy, how ever, thnt a new district was decided upon, with headquarters here. NEED FIRE NOBODY TO SAVE EXPENSE A card In a morning paper with the r.aine of "T. P. Richards" at the end of It, has attracted the Attention of pro hfhltinnistH. and especially that of President Janie.* L. Muyson, of the Ful ton County Anti-Saloon League. The card purports to come from _ prohibitionist showing how the city must meet the loss of revenue from liquor licenses by cutting salaries, firing policemen, firemen and school teachers and doing other things. President Mayson declares that In the past the city has only received 1100.000 a year from licenses and that the new $200,000 revenue has not yet been re vived. He says he has made a thor ough Investigation and Is unable to find any such person as "T. P. Richards" In the city directory. To show there will be no deficit. Pres ident Mayson declares the Increase by Comptroller General Wright iq the as sessments of the Georgia Railway and Electric Company and other corpora tions will more thng bring the city In enough to compensate for the loss of the license money. Seventh Day Adventists. The Seventh Day Adventist denomi nation has a large tent at the corner >f Woodward avenue and Kelly street. There Is preaching every night, except Saturday, at S o’clock. This series of meetings commence# Friday with preaching at 8 p. m. Woodward ave- nue-Grant Park cars run directly to :h« torn. The East Fair car runs with in one block. By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. D' O* you call yourself a successful man? Do you believe yourself a fairly worth while sort of Indi vidual? Are you thinking of yourself a# failure, because you have fyu made millions, or Invented a flying machine, or established a college or a library? Whatever you have or have not done, DEPARTMENT DEVOfED SOLELY pint q 'TO AFFAIRS OFTHE LITTLE WOMEN VjIiVLo Conducted By MARJORY DAW. ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. If you are a husband nnd a father, there are one, two or three questions you can ask yourself, and the answers will decide your place In the world as a failure or a success. Ask yourself first, How have I ful filled my promises made at the mar riage altar? Have I done the best In my power to make marriage a success? If I am not happily married, what part have I played in the failure? Be your own prosecuting attorney In this trial, and do not spare the witness. Probe down to the bottom of the testimony and get at the facts In the case. Perhaps you married a pretty face, with few brains back of it. Perhaps you have grown Intellectual ly, and your wife has not kept step with you. But have you done your best to develop her mind and to lead her Into a larger field of thought? Has It been a constant, patient effort on your part to make her the companion you needed In your life? Have you tried to share your Intel lectual pleasures with her, and to moke her care for the books and peoplo that shed light on your path? Then about your children. Aro they a disappointment to you? Are they disobedient, secretive and unsympathetic? Will they do nothing you want them to do? Have all your ambitions for them re sulted In disappointment? Then call yourself, the witness for the defense, again before the bar. You have had the opportunity to make theso children what you desired them to be. They came Into the world with uni formed brain cells and undeveloped tendencies. They were plastic a* wax, had you chosen to realise the fact In time. Hour by hour, day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year, the minds of these children have been developing. If you gavq them no careful personal attention, no patient lessons in the way you would have their mentalities di rected, you must not blame them that they developed along the lines of least resistance. If you do not focus your camera, but expose it to any impression, it will re produce whatever happens to be In range. Just so if child’s mind will grasp whatever comes Its way w*r chance, if you do not tench it concentration, and choose Its subjects for focused thought. If you do begin in time to direct the child’s Ideas and habits, you can make that child Just what you wish it to be in disposition and ctmduct. Inheriting Irritable or violent quali ties from you or its mother, yet with persistent loving sympathy and wise guidance and continual painstaking (such as Abbe Fenelon gave to the father of Louis V of France), you can make your child a model of self-con trol. Though he may be born with extrav agant and indolent tendencies, you can teach him economy and Industry. * I know this can be done; 1 have seen It Illustrated under my own eyes by the gentle guardianship of a wise uncle over a nephew left to his care. The idle dreamer, the thoughtless spendthrift, became the prudent and Industrious worker, and never knew how he was transformed, because hs as led by the hand of loving wisdom. It was not through scolding or preaching that the great change was produced, but through the quiet talks, the steady dropping of the water* of good precepts upon the rock of the mind; it wus the beautiful example always before his eyes; precept turned into practice; it was companionship. It Is not enough that you have loved your children and that you have held high ambitions for them. It Is not enough that you have given them advantages. The question is, have you been their nearest friend, the one they felt most free to approach? Have you studied them as a horticulturist studies his plant? Have you made them the dear est objects ot your life? Have you shown patience, love/ and unswerving industry in your aim to form then \tews of life; and have you given them the example you wished them to fol low? If you have not done all of these things, then do not ask for sympathy in your disappointments over your chil dren. i And If your children are failures, then Jo not .class yourself with the world’s suf'.essful men. The man who Is not the best friend to hla son and daughter, the man whose children seek any confidants before himself. !* not a successful man. If you have kept in this close, sweet touch with your children. If the>' love; respect and admire you, a* they grow into maturity. If they sre a delight to your heart and a solace to ynur mind, then *io matter how poor your worldly station or dlrappointed your worldly ambitions, you nre a successful man. You have accomplished the first great obligation of !tfe; you have done well the duty which lay nearest. No man Is called upon to accumulate millions, to establish colleges, to in vent machinery', »»r write dramas. If he does any one of these things well, the world applauds; but only his vn ambitions reproves when he falls achieve some ruch success. But when a mau becomes a father hs Your little mother’s sitting close beside yon in her chid*, , , W# will listen to the buxzlog of the busy humble bees, * And the singing of tbs breexes In the green anil leafy trees. And smell the sweet June roses In tne balmy summer air. We will find out nil the secrets of the Beauty Butterflies. . ^ At And where they get the butter that they search for nil the -day. • We will nsk the Daddy-long legs where his lucky jiower lies. . * We will get the lark to tell us what he sings of In the skies. And we'll watch the semes and capers that the little cloudlet* play. Aod then, my little dolly, you will closs those sleepy eyes, . . And you’ll dream of fairy princes and of sugar plums so sweet. You will hear the fairy flowers talk with out the least surprise, And when I wnke you late you will wonder how time flies. And then, uiy precious baby, we 11 want something good to est. TOPSY TURVY^ , n , ^Mildred not only had n nurserv full ^?f toys of every description, bnt out In the yard hnd a playhouse thnt was the eury of all tho children lu the neighborhood. It had several rooms completely furnished, even to shades nnd ruffled curtains; a little porch lu front, aud on either side of the path leading to 'the door were lied* of pansies. All lu all the place was n paradise for dolls and for their little mistresses ns well. It waa very unpleasant to tell that Mil dred was a very poor housekeeper. If yon went Into her house without giving her notice you would And It In the most wretch ed disorder. Doll clothes would l>e strewjl er.the floor, and the lids of the kitchen stoves would likely be on blue satin parlor chairs, and the remains of a tea party were always left on the table. Mildred’s mother -* th. liHnlit allinv illahptlU and little ucournge MU- ut them away •h ..«■» .....v- - ....ns closet, but nothing seemed to help Mildred keep her home in order. Her brothers got iuto the “t of calling the playhouse "Toper Tur- rerrnce," until mother actually locked .... door and forbade Mildred nnd bar friends playing there for a week. One afternoon Buth and Edith came over to piny with Mildred and the children beg- god so hard for another trial, promising to tlilv up" when through, that Mildred’s iot her consented. ...... Everything went well until 4 o clock, when Mildred's visitors thought they’d swing « while nml put the house lu order later. Their memories were Very short, or the swing was unusually Interesting, for nt din ner time Mildred's mother sent her little girl to the playhouse to make good her roinlse of leaving things In order. I low Mildred grumbled! She wished there had never been such a thing ns a play house, or toys either. She was very Indig nant at her frlends tor leaving the burden on her alone, and Instead of gottiug to work right away, she snt down on tho floor with u J»ook. Topsy Ttirvy Terrace never looked so hopeless, bnt when tho fairies Willing JInnds nnd Happy llenrts take .Dear Marjory Daw; Here comes a new girl to your land. I | !Ilve been reading your column for some time, but have neglected Joining it. i enjoy all the nice letters and stories written by the little girls so much. I am a little girl 13 years of age, and live In the country. I enjoy count™ Ufa very much, although I like to make a visit to the city sometime*. mJ papa Is a farmer. 1 like to work In the Held, hoc cotton, etc. Hut we ar ; through with the Held work now until the cotton opens. So now we a r. ready to gather blackberries to can, make Jelly, Jam, etc. We picked iih,, ut 4 gallons this morning, and mama Is canning them this afternoon ou. garden Is doing line. We have been having all kinds of vegetables out It for a long time. I have live sisters and four brothers. The boys are all younger than the girls. Have two sisters married. The older one lives In Elbertmi and the younger one In the country near us. The former has a sweet little boy and the latter a sweet little girl. My oldest, single slater has Ju,t re turned home after graduating. She is now attending the .teachers' lnsti’ tute at Elberton, Ga. The oldest child at home notv Is 15 years old < nJ: school will begin the second Monday In July. Will be so glad when It be gins. I like to gp to schboL Am In the seventh grade. Hnve never been to a city school. 1 am going to Elberton this summer for vacation. I spout vacation In Anderson, S. C» last summer. I certainly had a line time. Snm» of you little girls wrlt,p to me. 1 would appreciate It so much, and would answer It. Well, my letter Is getting too long and I will have to stop, though tber, are many more things I would like to write about. I hope this will esouc, the waste basket. , Your friend, ‘ 1 una Haley Elberton, Ga.. R. P. D. No. 2, June 26, 1907. Dear Marjorie Daw; 1 am a little girl, 12 years old. and In the seventh grade. Our school has closed now, but will start again in September r live In a town where there are plenty of water melons and cantelouoe* My brother takes The Oeorgtan and I certainly enjoy reading the tmu women's page. Hoping my, letter will be put In print, I am Your little friend, Camilla, Ga. ADA BERMAN. Dear Marjorie Daw: I will send a short story and If you haven't too many others.I hope you will give It most undue consideration. Anti per hape some of the little girls will realise that there are many ways to do good and be little heroines. Hoping you and all the readers are enjovinc the hot weather better than I am, 1 will say goodbye. 5 Wallace, Ga., June 25, 1907. ^ o. AKIN'S SARy HAS A PARTY into their places. The*e r evidently busy somewhere else on thl* day, for they were nowhere to be seen In Mil dred's house. Mildred wiis talking aloud to herself. "I don’t see why grown people like things lu order anyhow. Children detest It. If the doll’s clothes are In the trunk I can never find anything. 1 like It I Just love things upside down." "Oh, vou do," replied a voice at her el bow. "’I’m surprized. As you have every thing In the world you want I suppose we II have to give you thnt. too.’ - "Who are you?" asked Mildred. "I don’t know you." "I’m the fairy who tries to make spoiled children less disagreeable. It’s a thankless Job, though, nnd I wish our Queen would give me something else to do. You nay you like things nil upside down, do jron really mean It?" "I do Indeed," said Mildred. "I’d be per fectly happy If there was no such thing ns order in the world." Here suddenly everything seemed to swing around. Mildred felt dizzier nnd dlxsier, wondering what was happening. AH nt once she came to n stop, nnd what do you sup- K se she discovered? That her lovely play- uso wus really upside down. Hhe had to climb to the roof In order to pictures wall absolutely looked frightened, ns all the people were upside down. Just Imagine the effect. Cows mid nnlinnls of all Atnds with their legs In the sir nnd looking ns If they would bind on their head In n minute. The dainty little rugs mother had made for the floor were .scattered wrong side up on the celling, with none to wnlk on them but the flies. Tables were overturned, chairs on the "uppers." while the dolls were n hideous sight. Their sweet, smiling fares could not even be seen, for their skirts completely enveloped them, l’arnsols were turned wrong side out, exposlug their ugly cover- ’ gs, while the blue sntln chairs showed dy their nkeletou springs. The wont of nil, however, were the books. Not one line could Mildred rend, for every letter was standing on Its tend In true cirrus fashion. Even Mildred’s name in the front was up side down. "Oh, this Is terrible!" shrieked Mildred, very much sfter the fashion of Alice in Wouderlnnd. “I dbl not know what a dif ference It would make to hnve things up side down. Nothing is any use at all. Why was I so foolish as to wish for this—It Is all ny fault. Mother says I am the worst . hi hi for seeking trouble she ever saw*, nnd 1 guess she will think so more than ever after this draadful occurrence. What can I do to hrlug things back again? Oh!" sobbed Mildred. "It's night tTum and I want to go home.” Everything was so unusual It was no wonder Mildred was terrified. Al- thoiiifli she kicked in the door and screamed "Maiuma!" very much ns If she had been two, and small for her years. Mother was Just on her way to the play house to hunt for Mildred, who had ncen gone sueli a long ttuie. Mie did not kuow what to make of Mildred's fears and her scarlet cheeks and her trembling hands. Mildred tried to explain, hut on looking for proof found everything exactly when* it should have been—that Is. except the things .Mildred and her friends bad played with lu the afternoon. How her mother laughed as she nnd Ml drvd hurriedly put thing# to rights. ML dred, after sin* could convince herself that It was all a horrible dream, laughed, too. From this time ou Mildred’s house was known everywhere as "Topsy Turvy Ter- race,” bnt her mother never again had to Insist on Its being kept m order. Mildred seemed to have a horror that her Iwlong- lngi would repent the habit they hnd form ed on that dreadful afternoon, when she bad wished they might, for good nml all, be up side down.—New* Orleans Item. By JULIA CLAFLIN UPSON AUY HANDERS hnd no mother, nnd her father was too busy to spend much time with his little girl; ouly sometimes he would lay bis bund her head ami say: "Have you been n good girl today?" Then, If she tried to tell him her Hi troubles, he would answer: "Well, It's too bod, but father Is lu a hurry now. Home other time!" But this particular morning he seemed In a merry mood, and not so much lu a hur ry as usual. So Sury thought It a good tune to enter n petition. -Hue hung about his chair nnd pinched his cheek and asked him If he didn't think her quite a big girt. "Yes, to be sure, quite u big girl! ho answered absently. "I’m almost as big as Florry Jenkins, nnd _.ie had a —‘ ”” wild hug, I could have n party?" "Why, yes, yes, little one. Some time, of course!" "Oh, goodie, goodie! May 1? Now then. I guess Florry Jenkins ’ll wish she’d Invited me!’’ And Mary skipped away with Joy i every skip. Hhe hurried off to school, never heeding the hitter cold, In her haste to Impart the delightful Information thnt she was going to have a party—nnd she wasn’t going to Invite Florry Jenkins, either! Oh, when? When are you going to hnvo " catne from eager lips. 'p to the present the anticipation of n party hnd tilled her cup of happiness; but now—why, to t>e sure, she ought to set a time. "Why not tonight?" said one. "Yes. Hnry, tonight.’" from another. “Tonight!" Sary nodded. And so the time w*ns set. It wn* a fluttering flock of little girls thnt gathered In Miss Haydon’a room that morning. The boys, not as j*ct Jet into the secret, watched the nudges, nods nnd winks among the girls, and wondered. Re cess finally came, ami the girls hastened to invite the boys of "their set. In the Joy of her heart, 8ary freely forgave Florry Jenkins, nnd bade her come to the jollifi cation. Tho day dragged by and night ennie nt last. When Hnry asked Hannah about her father, she was told that ho had gone away on very Important busincsH. Hnry told Hannah the party was coming. If she hnd any uneasiness nlumt It, she was reas sured by Hnunnh’s answer. "Oh, and was that why he told me so particular to have the house In order, nml Moors scrubbed! I guess the dough- . lease her Early durk brought the party. It enmc singly, doubly, and In droves, until illan- nnh exclaimed: "For the laud's sake*, where shall we pnt ’em?” At first the party was n little shv, but who’s got the button?” nnd from that It *3* f. aB Z n to t° "Drop the handler- ehlef, ’‘Postofflco,” "Roll the plat ter” nml even more exciting games, until Han- mill brought In refreshments. The doneh. nuts disappeared almost instantiv, and thn Idg, beautiful cake, made nt Mr Sanders’ especial request, came next. To hi- sure Hannah hnd to out small pieces t<> make the cake go around, but it was helped out with candles which had been provided i,y the thoughtful father. Some beautiful roses, sent by kind Mr. Handers to adorn the parlor, were divided among the girls un*l they oil pronounced It "the very nicest party!" s ‘ ft t. ime to *°» f)Ut Lonnie Meeker cnlled loudly for one more game, nnd Sarv cried, "A fairy dance! A falrv dance!" Now, Snry’s head was full of wavs of fairies. Hhe often led their donees, for whenever she wished she became their queen, and ruled them with a wand from the heights of the kitchen table, or from the top of the big rook lu her grandmother's front yard. But these fairies seemed to I* (t harder sort to rnntinge. Each bov or girl had bis or her own Idea of what' a fnirv dance ought to be. Home evidently thought fairies were Indluns. A wild Hitting to mid fro of little girls, deeked with Mr. Sanders’ a leaping and shouting of frantic little boys, was suddenly Interrupted by an opening of outside doors and voices In the hall. Through the d*>orwny could be seen a •lelgh Just driving off, nnd the forms of t ahd a woman standing In the door. Go*.father's come," shouted Nary Snn- dors gleefully, running to the door. She met a very astonished gentleman, and lady whom she had never before seen. "Oh," whlsnor*Hl Florry Jenkins, “tbere s a lady with hlin. My mother said thnt Mini rnnchlon told her that she heard Mr. Son- ders was going to get married, nnd I’ll but he has.” ‘‘I N h . e * has," echoed Lennle Meeker. Hint s Hary's new mother,” was passed round In awed whispers. Meantime Mr. Sanders Introduced Snrv to er new mother, and asked to be told about thl* strange and altogether unexpected re ception. „ ‘Why, father, don't you remember?” Hnry quavered. "You told me this morning Ibat I might have a party." • ,,(nv * tlbl I? I must have been thinking about something else." Th« o*w mother laughed the prettleif kind of n musical laugh, at which Bury took '•“••••ngo to go on. , didn’t know, and Hannah didn’t know fhut you were going to have n party, too. i on never snId u word about going nnd get- lUtfc married." Hhe now began to «*>li a Tlu* sternness melted out. of Mr. Handers' face at bis Uni., girl’s grief nnd his new wife s smiling face. The pretty lady drew Hnry to her, nn*l said: "l oil are my little girl, too, now, and I'm very glad we’ve had our party together. >ow i want you to Intrmlure «l! your friends to me.'’ No Hurt's party proved nn Immense sue- cess, and the happiest kind of nn Introdw- tlon to her new mother.—The Housekeeper. IN Mrg; Blackson Fleeced Cash by Smooth ' Frenchman. of Have a Heal Vacation and read The Georgian and News every day while away. Sent everywhere 45 cents a month, 10 cents a week. Phone 4928 or write circula tion department The Geor gian and News. No trouble to change address. I* under divine obligations to be ft good father, a wise father, a patient and a Just father. If he falls he ha* made the worfet possible failure a man can moke. And whatever hi* position may be in the world, his duty 1* to begin ut once to try and reform bis ways, and to remedy the evil he ha# done. For the worst evil a man can do la to bring t»ftd children Into the world, which so need* good men and women, to carry on the purposes of creation. Are you a good father! By RAOUL DE SAINT RENE Paris, July 13.—While the wine-growers in the south of Franco hnve been busy mak ing revolt nnd raising barricades In tho streets, the less excitable Inhabit nut n In the neighborhood around Paris go on celebrating quietly their pleasant fetes. Tho sixth annual festival of the Rogntl or Rose Lovers has Just taken place in spleiulld weather In the beautiful park nt Fantenav-sux-Roses. It is In this nelghlmr- hooil and between here and Provence (hen**.* the name Provence roses, which U a misnomer) thnt nearly all the roses cone for the Paris market during the summer; and the rose culture has been allied lr uumber of people With the arts of ik> nml singing. One of the lenders of the movement Is M. In* Cholletix, u poet, ond the reviver of the okl giqnes of tue "Rosatl." The mem bers number 300, nml nfter Iwdng received nt the Mntrie they march lu procession with a baud nnd bnhncrs to the monument of laFoutalne In frout of the church. Here aq oration was delivered in praise of the great fabulist, nml recitations were given of poetry and prose aud songs sung lit French nml (sttols. The judge was the younger Toquelin. who was as intieb feted as La Fontaine him self, and another who came la for some of the honors of the day was the painter, Dlogeoe Madiarr. * Au al fresco lunch was then served under the trees and the prises were awarded, it Is by these pretty festivals that a lore of the^nrts Is kept no lively among the people Mrs. Blacknnn, an American lady, who some time ago divorced her husband, the proprietor of a New York restaurant, has had to bring au uapleasaut case Into the Paris courts. Mrs. BUiqkson came to live la Itort* In the year UXH. The alimony allowed her by her husband permitted her to lire In very comfortable, if not. Indeed, nutgniflcenr, style, for abe had a handsome apartment In the Avenue Mel. entertained largely and for utauy of her friends practically kept mum house. 1 » lady, who Is still young and good looking, w’as naturally very popular. Somt months after her arrival she made the in’- qunintnnce of u M. Jacques pnrtel, who dyed by operations on the bourne. Mrs. lllnckson bought, nn automobile nnd, wlzh- lug to Insure It nnd herself, her new friend tlon?*”* *° r hor vcry comfort;ll ' !l In return for this he asked her to la- dorse some note# for hint, neco Marquis Louts D’Aroy nnd several other well known peoplo. Mrs. Blackson accepted them and paid, but when the date for their payment h came due they were returned, f«»r the signa tures on them were forged. Mrs. Blackson \ went to the magistrate, but, yielding ngnln to Portel’s persuasion*, sh** forgave him. Portel profited by h-r clemency to get another sum of ten thou sand dollars, with which he nnbl b- wzi going to start a very profitable business. Whnt he was arranging was a marring# for himself with a provincial h*dr» -!. as Mrs. Blneksou, learning of his duplt- n*. ha again brought nn action against him. Lina Cnvollerl has turned the heads of the Parisians. From being n dance ond class music halls to appearing on the opera stage Is a big Jump. « a young woman of Cavnllert's charm* beauty, and It Is not long since thN Italian beauty wo* appearing lu the Pari* mnsl-* halls. Her appearance lu*t winter at the Metro polltun opera In New York set the sea of her great nnd swiftly begotten the otb*r ulht nt the Paris opera every very enthusiastic nlmut her. . t avnlleri was worth It all. In the chjr actor of Thai*, Massenet’s opera from tns beautiful romance of Auntnle I- ranee, w appeared with all her melancholy ani qulslte lieauty. , , H#k It waa thought that her voice. f a* »■ pure ami sweet, would nut be »tronx to fill the great opera house, but *h p through the whole opera without c and with remarkable power, ami met the warmest applause. -Mine. Xnrdfcn, the famous prlum has JitSt been discussing her plan- r* • American Bayreuth. Hhe has n , lr ,; irw >rt celved strong fliuinclal ami artistic for the plan to establish a national *| . near to New York elty. on the p 1 that *»f Bayreuth. In Germany. , ,. ir . "The contemplated Institution. » l *c ^ "Is Intended to Include nn opera h tW actlv similar to thnt at Bayreuth. *1" % of it Greek theater. It ^ within easy distance of New York. JJ* | work will' not be confined to " 1 *’ i ^fors export to have the project begun next winter, and It may Im ff. 3 '- opening In the following autumn flfI f Mine Nontlca add* that sn Imp***” part of her scheme Is the contempt# 1 atltnte of music to give youug people that musical training WJJob* now seek for In the *rc*t citle* of taray*