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V THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 15, 1V*. MIRANDY ON WORRYING ■BY DOROTHY DIX= D E ODDER day, raid Mlrandy, Sla 1 Aramlncy, what la one ot dese heah away-backed, ahlftlees wo men, dat looks lak dey was bawn wld twins, an' a dirty calllker wrapper on, stopped me aa I was a perambulatin' up de street by her house, an' called me In. "Sis Mlrandy,” says she, "rejoice wld me, for I'se found arace at las', l'se got de sood news of de true word, an' I couldn't let you go by wldout paseln' lilt on to yon.” “Bless Oord for dat!" 'spnns J, “but what Is hit 7" “I’se done Jlned de Don't Worry Club,” she says, “an' all my troubles Is done rolled often me, lak water often a duck's back." "Humph!" 'spons I, “dat sounds mlchty good, but how does de new faith wuk?" “De Secret of de prognostication an' de wharforeness of hit Is dat you don't let nothin' pester you after you gits to be a member of de ‘soclatldn, an' learns de grips an' de pass words,” says she. "Ef de house ain't swept, an' d* dishes Is piled up onwashed In de sink, an' de beds ain't made, Instld of being boddered ,'bout hit, you Jest setB down ca’m an' pacified In a rockin' cheer, an' puts yo' mind on de fact dat you is a charter member of de Don't Worry Club, an' den you picks up yo’ book an' goes along readln' 'bout how Lord Cecil fell In love wld de haughty Lady Gwendoline. "Or, maybe you notices dat yo* little Johnny la done wo' a hole In de seat of his breeches, or dat yo' Sally Ann Is got de knees of her stockln's out, or dat de baby Is smeared all down de front of his pinafore wld bread un' molasses, or some of de neighbors draps In to tell you dat yo' Tommy is smokin' clgnr- ettes an' playin' craps wld some bad boys around de corner. Dere has been a time, Sla Mlrandy, when dem things would a troubled me, but not now. ''Nawm, I'se done rfs above all dat sence I’se done got de light In de Don't Worry Club. I des lays back now an' takes my ease, an* reflects dat a hun dred years from now hit won't make no difference wheddor de house was kept tidy or dirty, or de chlllen was ragged or patched. "Nuther does I aggervate myself any mo' 'bout de cookin’. Ef I feels lak goln' to market In de mawnln', I docs hit, an' ef dey ain’t nothin' comes up dat I'd enjoy doin' mo' In de after' noon, I has a good hot dlnnet ready for Mose when he gits home from his wuk, but ef 'J don't Incline dat way I don't do hit, for I belongs to de Don't Worry Club, an' de things dat Mose says when I sets him down to some cold bread an' do scrape of meat dat was lef over from do day heto' don't trouble me none. I des puts cotton In iny cars, an' turns my thoughts on somethin' pleasant whilst he grumbles away, for nothin' don't pester me no ino' now. "I tell you, Sis Mlrandy," says she, "I'se done found de road to peace an' happiness, an' hit's de Don't Worry Club." “Maybe so,” 'spons I, “but Is Mose a travailin' lilt wld you?” "No, Sis Mlrandy, I'se sorry to say dat he ain’t. I'se done my bes' to con vert him', an’ I’se been a shinin' ex ample right befo’ his eyes, for I’se showed my faith by my wuk, but Mose Is still down In de low ground of trou ble an' tribulation, a-worryln' over ev’ythlng, an' I'se afeared dat I ain't neyer gwlne to be able to Ilf him u-> for hit looks lak to me dat de less I worries, de mo' he does,” says she. “Yassum, I specks dat's de way dat hit wuks out. In mos' famblys." "How so, Sis' Mlrandy?" axes she. "Well," says I, "dere’s a lot of wor- ryln' dat's got to be done In ev’y fam- bly, en' ef one member of hit ducks Ills sheer or her sheer, Homebody else Is got to do a double amount of lay- In' awake at night a-tryln' to Agger out how de rent Is gwlne to be paid, an’ de grocery man squared, an* de chlllen sent to school. Dat's de reason dat you don’t never see a husband an' a wife a-goln' up togedder, t' give de right hand of fellowship In de Don't Worry Club. "I’se seed a lot of women dat belong to hit, an' delr husbands had to wash an' dress de chlllen, an’ walk de baby wld de colic, an' clean up de house an' git dinner of a night after dey got home from wuk. “An' I’se seed a lot of men dat was 'sorters In de cause, an' whilst dey set up In the back room of de corner saloon an' et free lunch an' drank beer, an* speechified 'bout de folly of troublin' trouble until trouble troubled you, or of takln’ hit even den. delr wives was a-bendln’ .over de wash tub support In' de famhly. "Yassum," says I, "whar you finds a wife or a husband dat belongs to a Don't Worry Club, you will find dat de odder one Is do President of de Mo' Worry Club" "Sis Mlrandy," says Sis Araminty wld a sigh, "I'se afeared dat I can't convert you to de faith." “Dat you can't,” says I. “I'se a good, fust class free hand worrier, un' I'se proud of hit, an* I wouldn't change ef I could. For I'se done took notice Out when I eats up wld old man Trouble for a night or two a-sputin' de pints of de proposition wld him, dat things sorter begins to happen my way. Yas sum, dere's somethin’ doin' when I gets to worryln' 'bout a thing. "I’se always been what dey calls a worryln' mother—an' dcre ain’t none of my chlllen dat warn't kept clean, an' well fed, an' dat was a-mooseyn around de streets wld hoodlums. Case I wor ried ef dey was out of my sight, an' dat’s de way I kept dem' out of bod company, an' de calllboose. "Den when doy growed up I worried ’bout delr glttin' a eddlcatlon, an’ I worried de wash board an' de cook stove so hard dat I sent Ma'y Jane to de female cemetary, an' Thomas* Jef ferson to de college what he Is dlsttn-, gulshed hlseelf In football. "An' I'se worried a heap 'bout' glt- tln' along. Cose I believes In trustin' In de Lawd, Sis Araminty,” says I. "but I'se done observed dat my prars am a heap mo' apt to be answered when I gits out an’ hustles .for do things dat I axes for, an' dat’s de reason dat I don't set down, an' fold my hands, an' say dat I reckon I’ll be took kear of some ay, an' ef I ain't hit don't matter, an' ain't worth pesterin’ 'bout. “Nawm, dat ain't me. I worries 'hoot de future, an' de po'house In our old age, an* I worries Ike 'bout hit, an' con sequently Iko Is always got a good Job an’ wo’Be got a little money tucked away In de bank, un' whilst we inav be missin' a little of dat ca'm teelln' right now, you ain't goln’ to hear of Brer Jenkins u-passin' de hat for lirer Ike an' Sis Mlrandy when dey Is too ole to wuk anymo’. '■Yaesum, give me de worriers ev’y time. Dey are de folks dat does things. Nobody dat was so afeared of lookin’ a thing dat was aggervatln* In de face dat dey shut delr eyes to hit ever amounted to a row of pins.” "Don't you believe In de Don’t Wor ry Club, Sis Mlrandy?" axes Sis Ara minty. “Well, Sis Araminty," says I. q reckon hit's a mighty good thing for dem dat Is too trillin' to do anythin' anyway. De least dey can do Is to keep from bodderln' de worries dat Is doin’ delr wuk for 'em, an' havin' to wuk over time at worryln'." LORD ELLINGTON’S DOUBLE 00000000000000000000000006 o o O Extract from Ancient and Mod- O 0 ern Society, 1st January, 1906: 0 0 "We understand that a marriage 0 0 has been arranged and will take O O place shortly between Sir Des- 0 0 mond Fallon, of Fallon Park, Q 0 Northumberland, and the Hon. 0 Muriel Wynne, only daughter of 0 Lord Lothbury, the head of the 0 0 famous London banking firm." 0 O O 00000000O0000000000000000O O Extract from the Dally Tele- O phone, 2d January, 1906: O "Lord Evllngton Is leaving Eng- 0 land Immediately for South Afrl- 0 0 ca, where he will commence a O 0 shooting expedition that Is ex- 0 0 pected to last for some months." 0 0 0 P0000000O0OO00000000000O0O I. 1 on tin* only occasion when she could iMiMnhly hart Iwronio connected with It— that lit to any, when I Invited Sir Hes- mond Fallon to dinner for the express pur pose of meet I UK her, mid for other rea son*. Mhe hail gone out to *|»eud the evening with her alitor nt Kensington, and was extremely annoyed when abo found ahe hnd nilined the opportunity of enter taining Kir l»eniutind; ahe was Interested In bli fipiironclilng marriage. bin reputa tion and lila title, und ahe dldu't pee him': and, I repent, she hnd nothing to do with this slory I only mention her hem one •he la a memlier of my family, and fluit given her n port of claim of recognition. We live at Putney, In a bouse that I purehnned at an nlmurdly low price the year after wo were mnrrled. Thirteen hun dred Pounds waa nil f paid for the louse, seventy yenrs to run; ground rent. £6. ’* you saw the Iioum* y * * * a good liarKiilii. preferred Irocatjse 1 had Anally decided that f could not tee iny wny to negotiate the 00,000, and Hlr Desmond was beginning to make general but acid remarks about people who have the honor to follow iny profenalou. He looked perfectly astounded when tny visitor entered; sprang up, and held out his band. "Why, Jack!" be cried, "all the world believes you are In Africa!" My tenant gated at him for a moment end then turned to me with a glance of Inquiry. •'You know Sir Desmond?" I asked. "I nm afraid there Is tome mistake." he said. "This gentleman "appears to know me, but, upon my word—" I explained to Fallon. •This Is Mr. Grant, the stadlo, and an old friend of yoiMmve met him Bt eomo artistic ftitic Hlr Desmond shook his-bead and dropped back Into his chair. "I mistook you for an old friend." he paid to Grant. "Tim resemblance le renlly extraordinary." till , w j pt bile this passed away, nnd he nppenrod to fleet; he was ao absorbed that he paid no attention to our conrerantlnn. niul. In deed, seemed unaware of It. lie emerged from hla reverie suddenly, nnd with a Jest nt Ills own expense, Insisted on Grunt re maining, thmiglt he aceuied anxious to get sway, and entertained us an a polished man of the world, who has lx*en In every de- slrable nnd undesirable corner of It. alone ran do. We puoaad a very pleasant evening nnd Fnllon Item me ao chummy with Grant that he gave himself an Invitation to visit the studio ot the earliest possible date. Apparently, he hnd forgotten all nlrout h|« disappointment with regard to the £20,000 that I renlly couldn't lend him. I am sorry to »oy Unit the remainder of tills little story will be written by my wife. Hhe asserts that I have referred to myself nnd my own affairs far too often, nnd that the proper wny to tell a tale Is Just to tell It—In her way. BY ARTHUR HOOLEY. very small, or his hump ot #eclualvoneoa very Inrge. Hnd the observer l*»en it woman, she might hnvo fonnd n third al tentative, more roinuutlc and pathetic—that lie- for Mr. Grant wn» young and ex tremely attractive—that he could remain wedded only to the art which he carl- entered, might he due to some desolating disappointment In connection with other matrimonial desires. Hlr Desmond Fnllon was, perhaps, ■hre,wed n Judge of men as of horses; It was his business to make money out of troth, and Ids misfortune to fall frequent ly when his hopes were most roseate. He was cultivating this ncqimli'tnuec for n def inite mid selfish reason; he wished to make a cat's paw of his friend, hut It was uot until lie luid exercised all his admitted pow ers of fascination, nnd established himself on terms of Intlnmte familiarity, that he put Into motion the desperate scheme which Ills fertile brain had conceived on the occasion of the first meeting, nnd which hnd since lieen cunningly and carefully elaborat'd. lie began cautiously, passing from vague and Jesting rtmarks to more serious hints; finding that these were nether misunder stood nor resented, he advanced Iroldly; Anally ho explained the scheme, coolly, a matter or business, •When first I saw you," he said, "you may remember that I was amazed. I thought you were n man whom I knew well; If you will excuse the bull, you nre more like him ttinn ho Is hluiself. There Is nobody living who would not he de ceived by the astounding resemblance. You have his face, figure, and oven his voice. I should not he at all astonished to And thnt your hniidwrltlng nlso Is nlrcndy very colorable Imitation of his. I hnvo t tlced that people who reseiulde one a., other closely In their physical attributes “No; I hnvo no particular feeling one way or the other. It Is trhe thnt he In- eonvenleured me for n time; I almost thought that he was going to carry off the r rlxe for which I was striving. However, managed to put him out of the run nliif." "May I ask how?" "I contrived that a certain person should hear of a few discreditable episodes which had not occurred." "You must be a pretty damnable kind of n scoundrel, you know," observed Grant, .surveying him with mild curiosity. "Oh, all’s fair In lore nnd war. ita’ sides, I waa playing for ft big stake. I an still playing for It. and I want 120.000 to In sure success. I am sure you will admire the simplicity of my scheme for obtain ing It. Listen. I have several letters from Lord Evllngton. You will learn to Imitate his handwriting, and I shall nlso coach you In u few personal details. When you nre proflclent, you will quietly make your way one morning Into the city; will stroll Into Lotlihurv** Think and Inquire for Lord Loth- bury. He will not bo there, because we vhiill choose a day when 1 know ho will he away. You will then ask for a check It. It was some days before Hlr Desmond . mjr wife would 1 freehold place. Hhe said .Bp. several Glues. Ho should I as a matter «Fsentiment, but we huvep't any children,I and I reckon thnt neither of us will In* Iii a position to worry nlrotit choslng a fresh residence when the lease runs out. We Shall Is* pretty Armly established by then, wny the other. __ ... house, and we used to Imre of land nt one side that was quite watted, so I thought tin* matter out. and ns my 9(> ■ iiioiiko i i ii«- iiiiiiiT-r out. Mini nn m.t wife wanted a conservatory, I built n stu dio, with a small bed room attached, and advertised for a tenant nt £80 per annum, strictly Inclusive. The first man who took ft proved disappointing; he said thnt the light was In the wrong place, and though J hid altered tin* Are place ami put In a patent stove for him, he Insisted on leav ing. and I could only recover n quarter's rent. The next man was more satisfactory —In fact, admirable. He was young and seemed In a hurry. He came one after noon In January, nnd hsikcd around, paid a year's rent In advance, and took tins- sesslou In the morning. That was nil I knew of him, mid the only request he made would admit I hnd | accepted his own Invitation to visit his new acquaintance— the gentleman who hired a studio liecsuso he couldn't paint: hut when the Ice had once Iroen broken. It was not allowed sufficient time to freeze again; visit followed visit, nnd casual Interest seemed to have developed Into close friend ship. However, Mr. Grant In no wny changed his usual hnldts; he went out only In the early morning or the evening, wear ing always the old Norfolk suit, and avoid ing frequented thoroughfares. Apparently he liefer felt any Inclination to run up to Piccadilly or the Htrund; music hulls and etalls. But this Is not n case of mere resemblance; I run scarcely believe thnt you nre not the man himself. My dear fellow, likenesses like this are not to l*e trifled with; they nre special dispensa tions of providence, nnd wise meu should make the most of them."- "And whom have I the honor to resem ble so closely?" Inquired Grant. "One of the richest men In England— though he Isn't In Knglnud, by the way, at present. You nre the perfect double of the earl of Evllngton." Grant meditatively blew a cloud from his pipe. "I think yon have mentioned his name two or three times lately In your Interesting reminiscences. Let me see: Is he not the man who was supposed to he more or less dovoted to the lady whom you are going to marry?" Hlr Desmond shrugged his shoulders. “Quite so; he left England Immediately nfter our engagement was announced. I believe he Is soothing Ills Ineerated emo tions by shooting elephants In Africa." "You don't seem to like him l" __ rr and get It cushed. The cashier will In* astonished to see you, nnd you may mention curtly that you have The amount — Home fiirorlse, bit no suspicion. I ban* pen to know thnt the bnlunce of the earrs account Is quite large enough to meet the check. Even If It were not, they would cash It. You see, you are Vaorri Evllng ton: yon have his very accent. Man, ths things beautifully simple. There’s only one other point: If you lumpen to meet auy one who appears to recognise yon, you mast use your native wit; Its easy to nod, and be la n hnrrr. Even It you were but tonholed It wouldn't matter. My dear fel low, If you yourself said you wore not tho earl, people would laugh at you. There Is not the slightest danger." "And what do I get for mv valuable as sistance?" Inquired Grant, after n pause. "Five thousand down, nnd nnother flvo— or ten. If you like—when I’m mnrrled." ‘ Why not halves?" 'Because I must 1 now. and you can wiwm m »■•». n wouldn't do to hare tho check too large, or I'd any make It forty thousand ami share -««ke.’ r Very well.” said the painter who could not paint. "Now give mo my flrat writing lesson." \ A week later n gentleman alighted from hansom at the corner of Gracechurch street. He strolled on for a few yards,-and was Joined by nnother gentleman. Hecurlng a passing four-wheeler, they entered, the now-comer giving the order, "Waterloo." When the door wns shut Hlr Desmond re moved hi s hat. "Well?" ho aa Id. Grunt nodded. "It’a all right; twenty-fivs thousand. In notes." "Good lord," said Rlr Desmond; and there wns n Quaver In his voice. "You’d bettor give me the package," he said. Grant fumbled In the pocket of hie frock coat, extracted a email bundle, deliberately counted seventy rustling notes, and re placed tho parcel in Ills pocket. "I got twenty In thousands, and the rest In hun <tro/1a *' ha nhausrsH i back •aid wls,” he oltservod. Give me my twenty," said Hlr Desmond, Irritably. "Why have you stuck them back !u your pocket?" "Because I lot* Grant His accomplice bit his Up. "Don't play the fool," ho said. "Betides, honor among thieves, you know " "You are probably familiar with the ways of thieves," said Orant Idly. 4 T“* not, nnd If you don’t like It, wo’l! drive the nearest police station." "And expose the whole thing?" Inquired Hlr Desmond sardonically. "And expose you, /ou pitiful schemer, returned tho other. “Cannot you see eve et that I am Lord Evllngton. and that yo_ inve be en persuading uie to act aa my own doable?" EPILOGUE. Xoooooooooooooooooo EXTRACT FROM ANCIENT AND o MODERN SOCIETY, 2D APRIL, 1908. We ere authorised to announce that a marriage has been arranged, and will take place shortly, between the o Earl of Evllngton and the lion. Muriel o Lynn, only daughter of Lord Loth- o bury. o It will thus be seen that there waa o no foundation for the rumor published o by several of our contemporaries to o the effect that the Jlon. Muriel bad o contracted an engagement with n o well known Northumbrian Baronet, o XooooooooooooooooooX XooooooooooooooooooX o o EXTRACT FROM THE DAILY o TELEPHONE, 3UD APRIL, 1908. o n Sir Desmond Fallon, of Fallon Park, o o Northumberland, has been ordered to o o make a prolbuged stay In Egypt for o the henoflt of hie health. Xooooooooooooooooi LITTLE KNOWN COMPOSERS mysterious In Ills ways! My wife found much comfort In observing when he didn’t go out, and In suggesting reasons for hi* careful seclusion; then ue dlseov ered (he told us so himself* that he was r paluter who couldn't paint, but ns he hnd .‘a small private Income he could afford to Indulge his hobby. When we know all about him, and realised thnt he wasn’t a millionaire or a duke In dlagulae, we be- gan to lose Interest In the fact that he nl ways wore an old Norfolk suit, nnd went out only In the early morning, or when darkness hnd fallen, for n walk on Wimble lion common. We gradually lierame quite friendly. In an unobtrusive wny; and * or twice he dropped In nfter dluner, borrow a book, or smoke u cigar. I tnny mention that I am n financial expert. »r what ordinary tieople call a Mi'Oey-lender, so those who know Hlr Des- ‘ mond as well aa I do will understand why 1 know him so well. It was one of the -greatest surprises that I have experienced When I rend In the society papers the va rtous reference* to his contemplated mar riage with Lord Lothbury'* only daughter tana heiress; It was oearcely credible that so keen a man of business should permit hla daughter to nfflnnre herself to it spend thrift. Certainly, the great banker win sufficiently wealthy to permit hla daughter to Indulge In the luxury of n love match. Yet those Who have million* to play with generally prefer alliances with families which possess similar privf conclusion 1 could arrive ■ North Country baronet was even smarter than I had believed him, nnd that he hnd contrived In some extraordinary way to. conceal the fact* thnt his large estates were heavily mortgaged, while his debts were on a scale that I must respectfully term magnificent. When ho called on me to nrrange n trifling of I2U.OOO | venture*! to suggest R at be should apply to bis prosttccllYe Iher-lu-biw, who would, no doubt. I*e pleased to accommodate him. He smiled, and with the utmost nmlnhlllty and frank lies* pointed out the dellcsey of his |kj- sltlon: Lord Lothbury, be udmltted, wns «mtte Ignorant of his peculiar financial po sition. If the illusion i*oold only In* in*In talued till the marriage took place nil would Iro well; If not—bt shrugged hit abonld- era. "And the 128,000 which yon with to l»or row wilt help to maintain the Illusion?" I asked. "Give uie the £21,000. and I will guarantee that the marriage takes plain* within u month.” be said. "And the security?'" I suggested. "I thall be married to the richest heir ess In England, Isn't that sufficient?** be Ue- minded. There was no doubt that the oeeurlty waa not altogether to he despised; I Ua\e known large sums of money to In* lent, nt proportionately large rate* of Interest, on the strength nf expectations much leas substantial. However. I am a cautious man. by training and Inclination; I under- . . - ----- “ engagements do stand perfectly thnt nl end In domestic bliss, i , uor the divorce court; and I Invited Kit Desmond to illne with me In the evening, when we could discuss the matter more at leisure. I forgot to send a wire to my wife, though f knew she had arranged to visit her sister at Kensing ton. Coaaeoaently. when Hlr Desmond came dowu ne found me atone, and we were able to talk confidentially. It was about 18 o'clock and we were iapt lighting ■ second cigar, when my friend from the studio drufQMd In ca Him I- i mta m wrarlitx lb- lu>-vltul>U' ,Wf.>lk will. Rrfsrence to nn nlil scrap bonk. In which nro many war rcmlnlsccnco., camp sonar ami war poetry, hrtnaK in mind th, fact that very few readers of the present day aeem to realise that Dixie or really the Land of Dixie, Hie national nlr of the late Southern Confederacy, wns not of Hunt hern origin. When, In fact. It waa written In the city of New York, ne enrly us men. by Dan Emmet, a lending minstrel. This was at least two year, before the commencement of the war, or even before the Southern Confederacy had nn existence. I wonder how many old nntebcllunt Atlantans of today, yet living In the city, atlll remember hearing Dixie sung and played at the old Atheneutn on De catur street, opposite the present New Kimball, during the fall of 1880. It was In the form of a regular negro walk-round. In which some ten or u dozen painted men and women In Imi tation of the negro, sang and played ll. From the very beginning. Dixie brought forth great applause, nnd became very popular throughout the South. In this connection ws take pleasure In repro ducing from "War Poetry of the South," ao ably and beautifully edited by our fellow townsman. Major C. W. Hub- ner: “It soon became n local favorite as u negro wnlk-uround, having a catching musical air that Emmet does not claim to have written. The words are the veriest doggerel, and were put to mu,I (In the usuul way with the melodies of minstrels) through the art of the musl cal director nnd hts orchestra, "That Emmet was tnrplred to write Dixie by any patriotic or other thought or knowledge of the South la absurd That he could have supposed hla pro duction was to be a Southern war song Is utterly Imisosstble. And In the adop tion of the word Dixie, he probably caught at It us a meaningless negrolsm that would stand for the South when associated with cotton. In a song sup posed to be sung In the negro planta tion dialect. Just at Stephen C. Foster, supposing there were more slaves the farther one penetrated the South, se lected the Buwannee river In Florida (when- there were very few negroes': as the scene nf hla immortul melody— 'Old Folks at Home.’” As a matter of fact Emmet knew nothing personally of the South or of Its institutions. He belonged to the stock of a intnetiel company that did not. like West's and Rumsey's and Kunkel'a, travel through the South. Bryant's and Wood's nnd Butler's and Christy's and Buckley's minstrels, re spectively, had halls of their own and courted only metropolitan patronage. In December. I860, during the excit ing scenes Immediately preceding South Carolina's formal withdrawal from the union, and while Charleston was alive with local troopa dally and hourly on parade, Runtsey & Newcomb's min strel troup came to that city an.l played to crowded audiences for a week. In cidentally to these performances the popular walk - around of "Dixie" By DR. R. J. MA8SEY. tury bands, having repudiated all the nutlonul airs, were In sore straits for martini music and early caught up "Dixie," already being whistled through the streets by the little ne groes, and the new song, played as a tnnrch, though repeated ail Infinitum, held Its popularity nnd rapidly spread over the cotton states. These Charles ton hands at the head of the South Carollnn troops were the first to enter Virginia, and they quickly Impreg nated the spirit of the young Confed eracy with tht Inspiring mensurea of the minstrel hrenk-down that will for ever itwaken Southern enthusiasm wherever It may bo heard. Dials. Southrons, hear your country call you— l'p. lent worse thnn death befall you! To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! I.o! all the bearon-flres are lighted; Let all hearts he now united. To arms! To armal To arms In Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie! Hurrah! Hurrah! For Dixie’s land we'll take our stand, To live or die for Dixie! To arms! To armal And conquer peace for Dixie! To arms! To arms! And conquer,peace for Dixie! Hear the Northern thunders mutter! Northern flags In South winds flutter. To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Send them back your flerce defiance! stamp upon the cursed alllnnce! To arms! To arnta! To arms In Dixie! Advance the flag ot Dixie, etc. Fear no danger, shun no labor! Lift up rifle, pike and saber! To arms'. To nrms! To arms In Dixie! Shoulder pressing cloee to shoulder, Let the odds make each heart bolder! To arms! To arms! To anna lu Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie, etc. How the South's great heart rejoices, At your cannon's ringing voices! To arms! To arms! To anus In Dixie! For faith betrayed and pledges broken. Wrongs Inflicted, Insults epokAt! To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance the dag of Dixie, etc. Halt not till our federation Takes among earth's powers Its sta tion! To arms! To arms! To arms in Dixie! Then at peace and crowned with glory, Hear your children tell the story! To arms! To arm,! To arms In Dixie Strong as lions, swift as eagles! Back to their kennels hunt the bea gles! To arms! To arme! To arms In Dixie! Cut the unequal bonds asunder! Let them hence each other plunder! To arms! To arms! To arme In Dixie! Advance the flag ot Dixie, etc. tatlirr pleased at the lutcrrupttou, was given os a climax. The local mill- Swear upon your country'e alter. Never to submit or falter! To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! TUI the spoilers are defeated. Till the Lord’s work is completed! To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie, etu Advance the flag of Dixie, etc. If the loved once weep In sadness, Victory soon shall bring them gladness, To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Exultant pride shall banish sorrow. Smiles chase tenra away tomorrow— To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance the flag ot Dixie, etc. Stephen C. Foster, who wrote the "Old Folks at Home,” was also a Northern man, a native ot Pennsylva nia. He never was In the South. He was a song conuioser, and a man ot great culture, a leading linguist. He was the author of many familiar Southern ditties. He wrote from 1842 to 1880. Among his songs we remem ber “Uncle Ned.” "Old Susannah," “Old Black Joe," "Old Dog Tray," "Nellie Bly," "Old Kentucky Home," "Old Folks nt Home," etc. The last named song was by far the most popular nnd profitable piece ever published In the United State,. He received & stated price of $500 for each time It was sung before the public for several years. Foster first wrote his music In Inil tatlon of some Southern plantation tune, and afterwards wrote the words. Sometimes he showed great Ignorance of the true status of the Southern ne gro. For Instance, he brings In the "Old Folks at Home” at a big planta tion on the Suuanee river. Geogra phers tell us only of two Suwanee rivers, one a small creek In Georgia the other In the pine barrens of lower Georgia and Florida. Now, It Is well known that on neither one of these streams was there a clearing scarcely that amounted to the dignity of a small farm, much less a "plantation" on which was the Southern negro. It Is supposed that after writing hla music, following It with w«rds. "Suwanee River" was more In touch with the words than any other Southern name that he could think of. We give one verse of the "Suwanee River:'' Way down upon de Suwanee rlber, far, far away, Dere's where my heart Is turning eber, Dere's where de old folks stay. All up and down de whole creation, sadly I roam. Still longing for de old plantation. And for de old folks at home. CHORUS: All de world ant sail and dreary, Eberywhere I roam. Oh! darkeys, how my heart grows weary. Far (runt de old folks at home. This verse, as well as all of "Suwanee River,” ahows plainly the archneaa, hu mor nnd refinement usual to Mr. Fos ter as a writer. But In this Instancs It shows also hts wonderful Ignorance of Southern plantations and their beau tiful locations. In "Suwanee River," as In many others of his pieces, he wrote the music and only put in such words as gave rhythm to the verse "Suwanee for Inetance). Dixie. (The Original Word*.) I with I waa In the land of cotton Old times dar am not forgotten, Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. In Dixie land where I wee born In, Early on one frosty mornln', Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. Den I wish I was In Dixie Hooray I Hooray 1 In Dixie lard I'll take my atand. To lib and die In Dixie, Away, away, away down south In Dixie! Away, away, away down south In Dixie! Ole missus marry "Wlll-de-weaber," William waa a gay dereaber; Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. But when he put his arms around 'er He smiled as flerce as a forty-pounder, Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. Hla face was sharp aa a butcher’s cleaber, But dat did not seem to greab 'er. Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. Ole missus acted de foolish part. And died for a man dat broke her heart. Look away, look away—look away, Dtxla land. Den I wish I waa In Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie land I’ll take my stand, To lib and die In Dixie, Away, away, away down sonth In Dixie! Away, away, away down eouth In Dixie! Now here’s a health to the next ole minus. And all the gale that want to kin us. Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. But If you want to drive 'way sorrow. Come and hear dls song tomorrow. Look away, look away—look away Dixie land. Den I wish I was In Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie land I’ll take my stand. To lib and die In Dixie, Away, away, away down south In Dixie! Away, away, away down south In Dixie! ELLA WHEELER WILCOX She Paints the Dangers to Mind, Body and Character of Cigarette Smoking by Boys. There Is little use, perhape, of talking to boys about the pernicious results of cigarette smoking when they see the practice Indulged In by their father,) brothers and mothers. Nevertheless, here are a few facts offered by a prominent club woman of Los Angeles, Cal., who haa studied the question carefully: I have noticed that many of the boys, big and little, who have been brought Into the Juvenile court since that tri bunal was established for the correction of young offenders, told the Judge that they smoked cigarettes. When they didn't admit as much the probation of ficer often volunteered a statement to that effect. Many a career of crime began with the lighting of tho first cigarette by a boy who might easily have been In fluenced for good. Cigarettes affect boys as drink acts on men. And the majority of boys begin smoking for tho same reason that most men begin drinking: They see others‘do it, and they think It Is manly. Almost every week cases come up of little boys breaking Into grocery or drug stores. In court It comes out that they stole candy perhaps, maybe coqji- les, but It Is almost uhvays the case that they also took tobacco. Once formed, the appetite for tobac co fixes Itself upon a boy until he Is finally a slave, and he will go to Rl- moet any extreme to seeure the poison ous weed. Strength to Rsfuss. Mothers would do well to teach their boys that It Is a proof nf manliness to show strength to refuse a cigar ette when other boys are smoking. “Any loafer can smoke; not every boy cun be man enough to refuse," was the answer of one brave boy when his companions laughed at his refusel to Join them. That would be a good motto for an anti-cigarette club of hoya to adopt. Another thing to tell a boy Is this: Cigarette spooking arrests tho develop ment of boys under 18, mentally, physi cally, morally, or all three. If a young man Is determined to smoke let him nt least get his growth first. It Is gratifying to know that a school Is being established along lines sug gested for many years In this column, A School ef 8ex. Here is a letter which explains Itself: Dear Madam—I have read with Inter est your articles on parental Influences In the Chicago American. I desire to call your attention to a school I nm starting near Guthrie, O. T., on n farm, for the express purpose of teaching these things. Dr. George Parker Holden says, w' ' nnhnala: "Th- r naad of ,!,>) arm I npi emphasis: "The need of determinedly grappling with this matter is today keenly felt among educators, nnd they also feel the need of help from our profession In dealing practically and efficiently with It. A boys' privato school In Connecticut that makes a specialty of definite Instruction In this question finds no difficulty In getting students at 11,000 per year. "I suggest the organization of a na tional association of educators and Physicians whose object shall be to de vise an approved adequate graded course of study for the youths of ->ur hlgh schools and colleges, and to p: ,- moto the general Introduction of the same, and that our schools of pedeg"i:v prepare special teachers for this work." Dr. La Fetra, lecturer on physiologi cal pedagogies for New York Universi ty, has u strong article on the temh- Ings of sex knowledge, entitled "School Hygiene and the Growing Child." Tho moral condition of most of our state schools Is something simply frightful. Willie the conditions that ob tain In many of our colleges arc alarm ing, millions of homes are more or lers unhappy because of neglect nf this subject. Wo believe the signs of the time Indicate strongly that teachings along this line will be taken up In all our schools. This experiment here In this home has proven a success along that line. Quito a number of other schools are doing the same. We therefore present this cause to all who cun agree with us that this subject should be Intro duced Into the schools to help us. CHARLES A. MITCHELL, Superintendent. Marlonvllle, Mo. Higher Humanity. All thin Is excellent, nnd shows the signs of the times, pointing to a higher humanity after a few generations. The public schools and nil private schools, and all country schools, are engendering evil along with good. Chil dren are taught everything save the most vital truths of life during school hours, and there la no guidance or pro tection given them out of school hours. Innocent and perverted nre thrown side by side, and sacred facts are made known to pure young minds In the guise of obscenity and depravity. Mothers and fathers arc blind and stupid on these subjects and through conceit and vanity Imagine their chil dren beyond nnd above any danger of contamination. Yet tho contamination takes place all the same. It Is the business of Instructors to provide the common sense teaching which pnrcntB so wofully lack In the training of the young. But tho work attempted by Mr. Mitchell In* hlH Purity Farm School at Marlonvllle needs to be conducted with great wisdom and discretion. Many books written with a view to guiding tho young away from unhealth ful thoughts only serve to guide toward them, and many Instructors who seek to allay precocious curiosity produce It by lack of right method. Children should be taught that we are one with nature, one with mother earth. And that as plants spring forth, so does man, und that God, the source and the cause, lies back of everything, and that all His methods are beautiful, sacred and holy. . _ .. All success to the Marlonvllle Purity Farm School. THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT AS SEEN AND DESCRIBED BY "MR. DOOLEY” PETER FINLEY DUNNE in th. Chri.tmzi American Maguin* peeu Iv tlT wurruld. Dars buckwheat cakes and Injun bat ter, Maes you fat or a little fatter. Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. Den hoe It down and scratch and grab, ble. To Dixie's land I’m bound to trabble. Look away, look away—look away, debted for the .Dixie land. Dixie; Y E can’t InJjre Chrls’ntas onless ye’re got th' Chriftinna fevllu'. I can’t Just tell jre what it Is, but It's aa rule uf nnnytblng thnt we talk an' fight nlrout th' rest Iv th’ year. ’• n* role ns th' rate bill, th* tariff or __ Philpeen*. I nlver seen snny Iv thlm things, though I've taken me life In me Unnds mutiny n time f'r nn’ ngiiiu (l thlm. It’* a good deni more rule t«» me, f'ri cun feel It. I cun hear It. nn* I ran *«*»• it. As mind run* on (’hrls'nni* dtiy I’ll vote . - no mnn f’r prlaident who stands on tttmy other platform but to uphold thlm principles f’r which tununy thousands Iv American citizens have almost been cre mated thryln’ to pluy Santa Ciat;*. <*hrt»'nntN bring* good cheer, say* ye. nn* ye’re right, laistewa/*' ye’re |wtrt right. Th’ thruth I* ye can t lujye It onlesN ye have th’ Chris'mn* spirit, un’ ye can't have th' Chrisiun* spirit »u Chriu’mu* oulc«« K e’vc had It th* rest Iv th’ year. Ye must are It, but ye mustn't show It. I'd advise ye not to. .» •- |j n ew ye had th’ Chris'mn* spirit All th’ purses nn stakes an’ cliatnpeenflhlp Isdts Isdougs m him. He has his pitchers In th pu-ais^* an’ as he goes by with his watch clwlu clankin' on th’ dlmon buttons Iv his vest, th' neighbors point him out with cries n rage. On th’ mornln' Iv Chris’mns day ■ up nrly an’ out In th’ sunshine. There s nawthln' f r him to do, because th ar-re nil closed. No wan gives him tn »'• tiution he likes. NoIhmIv look* at him I*’- speetfnlly ns If they’d like to kill him. don't dare to. 1 very body Is thryln to ***«•»• happy. Th’ pollsmau on th’ beat feels t'l.u this is wan day whin be cun Is? polite v, Mi- nut endangerin' his life, an’ Is chnttm merrily with his old lulniy, th’ loot!want n tliruck nine. Th’ saloon keeps who ua»« holly an’ mistletoe Uaug It out. an t | *"'*' that Imv4*iit luing out a Tom an J* ' sign. Th’ groyeryman has prettily dIirni'* H » th Ik>x Iv preserves on top Ir the , tain Iv ennued corn In th’ window. H*' •'* iimposed to !m» u stingy man. mi l» urn** h r year, but now lie’s *drin’ away tli ■ oranges In* was thryln’ to saw off •»»* customers ylsterdoh. A good mnuny . who nlver smileil befnre ar-re grlnnm. at other times they’d toko away Ivrytidngf Even th* iiiotormuu looks less ike a else ye had. They’d say to thlmsllves: [ yonaln* automoblllst nnd more like a hum > ‘ fellow* looks sthnmg. but he ain’t, i belli’ thut’s paid to commit murdher. •This lie has a fatal defect, which unfits him f’r q*w„ l*| U ckem th’ man who hasn’t th’ crool sthniggle Iv existence. I*t*s take r ‘‘ l "* ImJS’ LiVcZ Kelly his watch.” Tl* bettber to give thin to Cb "» ,,u * u K ** n > raycelve. says th* good Irook. Mind ye. It says hetther. not more uachral. It’s alsier to keep tIUu to gl%-e, an’ more spoortin’ to take away thin to raycelve. That’s human nature, me ln>y. On th* night Iv Declntlier twlnty-fonrtb th’ man who hasn’t th’ rhris’mas spirit stands at th’ bead Ir bit class. He’s chain- Den I wish I was In Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie land I’ll take my atand, To lib and die In Dixie, Away, away, away down south In Dixie! Away. aw*ay. away down south In Dixie! There were. Just after the war, many writers of beautiful Southern poetry, prominent among them was Hon. Al bert Pike. Although of Northern birth. Pike became a resident nf the South, and edited papers In both Ar kansas and Tennessee, was Ir. the Con federate army and rose to the rank of major general. To him we are in following tines o*» »»itts to get lu on the ground flare- .. . *Th’ whole Issue was over subscrlb** 1 * long ago. an* th’ raysults.” says raU'‘r Kelly, “have lieu so imtl«facthry that wan will let go bis boldin’*,’’ he sa>»- “Well, ’ll* strange,” say* Pluekem., ” I " ,r this I* th’ tlr*t bit Iv undberwrltln I ' missed In a long time,” be says. ”H<»w* «m» It happen*;’’ he says. "Ye weren’t left out. snj* Father Kelly. “I offered ye a to Mibscrtbe th’ day I passed th’ hat I' t’nsey, th’ cchhler, whin ne lost hi* leg. . •** dldu’t think ft looked like n good thing. •>* says. “Who got m*»st Iv lt? ,r aay* Pluck*-.!!. “I don’t know.” says Father Kelly. "» S’* some f’r uieself an r me gisal I rind* put »»• Iii f’r some more. H!nni*aj got a b |r *£ block an* I guess he’s got It yet, fr be hasn’t used much »v It Dooley was * large suliscrlber, but tb’ reckle** feii“' prob’bly has used up most Iv hi*. I tm' 1 * th* largest owner Is Casey hlmsllf. »•* soy*. “He got an enormous block wbln he didn’t shoot ye f’r evictin’ him, an n»‘■ l*eeu pickin' ft up steadily Ivry day whu** he peg* anny at tb’ half soles, su’ I gn - 1 he’* th’ richest umn In Ar-re hey ronu t-*- lar, an' th’ poorest tomorrab,” say* ratner Kelly. aupp«>««* liu tb’ poorest tod ay. win I’lm-kom. 'fan't I x»t rren a llttF? " blent y»- spare me nlNoit two bits worU eet s uigbt's lodgin’?’’ says be.