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I 12 TIJE ATLANTA GEORGIAN, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 15, 1901 MIRANDY ON WORRYING BY DOROTHY DIX= r^E ODDER das 1 , *al<1 Ml randy, Sla / J Aramlnty, what I* one of de«e heah away-barked. shiftless wo. men, dat look* lak dey waa bawn svld twine, an' a dirty ralliker wrapper on, •topped me aa 1 was a perambulatin' up de street by her house, an' called me In. '■Sis Mlrandy," says she, "rejoice wld me, for 1’se found arace at las'. Tee got de food news of de true word, an' I couldn't let you go by wldout pausin' hit on to you." "Bless Cord for dat!” 'epons I, •'but what Is hit?" ' ‘Tze done Jlned de Don’t Worry Club.” she says, "an" all my trouble* Is done rolled otfen me, lak water often a duck's back." "Humph!” 'spons I, "dat sounds mighty good, but how does do 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 lo be a member of de 'soclatlon. an' learns de grips an' de pass words," says she. "Ef de house ain't swept, an' dishes Is piled up unwashed In de.*lnk, an' de beds ain't made, Instld of being boddered "bout hit, you Jest sets dotgn ca'nt an' padded 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 Is done wo' a hole In de seat of his breeches, or dat yo' Hally Ann Is got de knees of her stockin'* out, or dat de baby Is smeared all down de front of his pinafore wld bread an' molasses, or some of de neighbors draps In to tell you dat yo' Tommy Is amokln' cigar ettes an' playin' craps wld some had boys around de corner. Dere has been a time, 81s Mlrandy. when dem things would a troubled me, but not now. Nawrn, I'm done rls above all dat sence I'se done got de light In de Don’t Worry Club. I de* lays back now an' takes my eaM, an' reflects dat a hun dred years from now hit won't make no difference wh'edder de house was kept tidy or dirty, or de chltlen was rugged or patched. "Nuther does I aggervate myself any mo’ ’bout de cookin'. Ef I feel, lak goln' to market In de mawnln', 1 does hit, an' ef dey ain't nothin' comes up dat I’d enjoy doin' mo' In de after noon, 1 has a good hot dinner ready for Mose when he gits home from his wuk, but ef I don't Incline dat -way I don't do hit, for I lielongs to de Don't Worry Club, an’ de things dat Mose says when I sets him down to some cold bread an' de scraps of meat dot was lef over trom de day befo’ don’t trouble me none. I des puts cotton In tny cars, an' turns my thoughts on somethin' pleasant whilst he grumbles away, for nothin' don't pester me .no mo' now. "I tell you, 81s Mlrandy," says she. ‘I'se dono found de road to peace an' happiness, an’ hit’s de Don't Worry Club." "Mnybe so," 'spons I, "but Is Mose a travellln' hit wld you?" "No, 81s 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 dow'n In de low ground of trou ble an' tribulation, a-worryln' over cv'ythlng, an' I'se a feared dat I ain't never gwlne to be able to UP him u for hit looks lak to tne dat de less I worries, de mo' he does,” says she. "Yassum, I specks dat’B de way dat lilt wuks out, in mos’ famblys." “How so, 81s' Mlrandy?” axes she. "Well," says I, "dere's a lot of wor- ryln' dut's got to be done In ev'y fam- bly, on' ef one member of hit ducks Ills sheer or her sheer, somebody else Is -got to do a double amount of lay- in’ awake at night a-tryln' to Agger out how de rent la gwlne to be paid, an' de grocery tnan 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 togodder, t' give de right hand of fellowship in de Don't Worry Club. 'Tse seed a lot of women dat belong to hit, an' delr husbands had to wash an' dress de chlllcn, 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 comer saloon an' et free lunch an' drank beer, an’ speechified 'bout de folly of troublin’ trouble until trouble troubled you, or of takln' lilt even den. delr wives was a-benJIn’ over de wash tub support- In' de fatnbly. "Yassum," say* I, "whar you finds a wife or a husband dat belongs to a Don't Worry Club, you will And dat de odder one is do President of de Mo* Worry Club " "Sis- Mlrandy," says 81s Aramlnty wld a sigh, ‘Tse afeared dat I can't convert you to de faith.” "Dat you can't." says I. 'Tse a good, fust class free hand worrier, an' I’se proud of hit, an' I wouldn't change ef I could. Por I'se done took notice dat when I sets up wld old tnan Trouble for a night or two a-sputln' de pints of de proposition wld him, dat things sorter begins to happen my way. Yas sum. dere's somethin' doin' when I gets lo worryln’ 'bout a thing. "I’se always been what dey calls a worryln' mother—an* dere ain't none of my chlllen dat wam’t kept clean, an’ well fed, an' dat was a-mooseyn around de street* wld hoodlums. Case I wor ried ef dey was out of my sight, an' dat's de way I kept dem out of bad company, an’ de calllboose. "Den when doy growed upT worried ‘bout delr gtttln' a eddlcntlon, an' I worried de wash board an’ de cook stove so hard dat I sent Ma'y Jane to de female cametary, an' Thomas Jef ferson to de college what he la distin guished hlsselt In football. "An' I’se worried a heap 'bout git- tln' along. Cose 1 believes In trustin' In de Lawd, 81s Aramlnty," says I, "but I'se dono observed dat my prars am a heap mo’ apt to be answered when I gits nut 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 way, an' ef I ain't hit don't matter, an' ain't worth pesterin' 'bout. Nawm. dat ain't me. I worries bout de future, an' de po'house In our old age, an' I worries Ike 'bout hit, an' con sequehtly Ike Is always got a good j,,|,‘ an' tve'se got a little money tucked away In de hank, an' whilst we may be missin’ a little of dat ca'm fcelln' right now, you ain’t goln' to hear of Brer Jenkins a/passln' de hat for Brer Ike an' Sis Mlrandy when dey Is too ole to wuk unymo'. "Yassum, 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 aggervatin’ 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, 81s Mlrandy?" axes Sis Ara- minty. . “Well, 81s Aramlnty," says I. q reckon hit’s a mighty good thing for dem dat Is too triflin' to do anythin' anywgy. De least dey can do Is to keep from bodderin’ de worries dat Is doin' delr wuk for 'em, an' havin' to wuk over time at worryln’.” LORD ELLINGTON’S DOUBLE 00000000000000000000000006 O Extract from Ancient and Mod- O O ern Society, 1st January, 1(06: 0 0 "We understand that a marriage 0 O has been arranged and will take 0 O place shortly between Sir Des- 0 0 mond Kallon, of Fallon Park, 0 O Northumberland, and the Hon. 0 O Muriel Wynne, only daughter of O O Lord Lothbury, the head of the O O famous London banking Arm." 0 O O gooooooooooooooooooooooooo O "Extract from the Dally Tele- 0 O phone, 2d January. 190«: O O "Lord Evllngton Is leaving Eng- O O land Immediately for 8outh Afrl- O O ca, where he will commence a O O shooting expedition that Is ex- O O pected to last for some months." O O o PQOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO My wife. Mrs. Cohen, has nothin* what ever to do with this story, for sne hap pened, strangely enough, to he nwny from that Is to wiy, when I Invited Mir lie* mond Fallon to dinner for the express pur pose of meeting her, nml for other reu* •on*. Bile had gone out to *peud the evening with her sister nt Kensington, and was extremely annoyed when she found she hnd tnla*ed the opportunity of enter tlou nnd hi* title, and she didn’t see him; mid, I repeat, she had nothing to do with this story. I only mention her heonuHc the Is a memlier of my family, and that given her a wort of claim of recognition. Wc live nt Putney, In n house that I purchased nt nu nlmurdly low price the year after we were married. Thirteen hun dred |M>uml* was nil I paid for the lease, oeventy year* to run; ground rent. (6. If you saw the Iioum* you would admit 1 hnd n good bargain. «if course, my wife would have preferred a freehold place. She nnld acvern! time*. Ho should I n* a matter ^df arutlmetit, but we haven’t nuy children, and I reckon that neither of it* will la* In a position to worry nltout chiming a fresh residence when the lease run* out. We Shall l*e pretty firmly entnldlnhed by then, one way or the other. There In mi excellent garden nt the back of the house, nnd we lined to hnvc n hit of land nt oue side that wn* quite wanted, an I thought the matter out. nnd an my wife wanted a connerrntory, 1 built n stu dio, with a ouinll bed room ntlarhod, nml advertised for a tenant at £80 per niinum. atrletl.v Inclusive. The first limn who took It proved dlM|i|K>lntlng; he nnld that the light was In the wrong place, ntid though I hail altered the tire place nml put In ii patent stove for him. he Insisted on leav ing. and 1 could only recover a quarter's rsut. The next man was more satisfactory —lu fact, admirable. He wn* young ami seemed In n hurry. He entile one after noon In January, nnd looked around, paid a year's rent In advance, and took nos- session lu the morning. That was nil I knew of him, ami tin* only request he made was that I would take out the patent stove and restore the lire place. lie was nn Interesting man, quiet nnd al Dost mysterious In Ills ways. My wife fouud much comfort lu observing when he didn't go out. nml In suggesting reasons for his careful seclusion; then we discov ered the told us so himself) that he was n painter who couldn't paint, but qu ite had liecnuae I had finally decided that I could not see my way to n *** and Hlr Desmond was general but add remarks about people who have the honor to follow my profession. He looked perfectly astounded when my visitor entered; sprang up, and held out his hnmj. “Why, Jack!" be cried, “all the world believes you are In Africa!" My tenant gated at him for a moment and then turned to me with n glance of Inquiry. ‘'You know Sir Desmond 1“ I asked. “I am afraid there la some mistake." he said. "Thla gentleman appears to know me, but, upon my word—" I explained to Fallon. J hls Is Mr. Grant, the tenant of my lo, and an old friend of mine. Perhaps you have met him at some artistic func tion r Hlr Desmond shook his head nnd dropped Iwick into hi* chair. "1 mistook yon for an old friend," he said to Grant. "The resemblance Is really xtrnonllnnry." * He still regnrded Grant aenrchingly, nnd with a puasled expression. After n little while this passed away, nnd he nppenred to reflect; he was so absorbed that he paid ho attention to our conversation, nnd, In deed, seemed unnwnre of It. He emerged from his reverie suddenly, nnd with a Jest (penue, Insisted on Grant re* •I ruble and undesirable corner of It, alone enn do. We passed n very pleasant evening and Fullnn Imcniue so chummy with Grant flint he gave himself an Invitation to visit the studio at the earliest |M>sslhle date. Apparently, he hnd forgotten all about Ills disappointment with regard to the £20,000 that I really couldn't lend him. I am sorry to any that the remainder of this II{tie story will be written by my BY ARTHUR HOOLEY. very small, or his buntp of secluslveness very large. Had the observer been a woman, she might havo found a third al ternative, more romantic and pathetic—that he—for Mr. Grant was young nnd ex tremely attractive—that he could remain wedded only to the art which he cari catured, might be due to some desolating disappointment In connection with other matrimonial desires. Sir Desmond Fallon was, perhaps, ns shrewed n Judge of men ns of horses; It was his business to make money out of both, nnd his misfortune to fall frequent ly when his hopes were most roseate. Us was cultivating ihla acquaintance for n def inite and selfish reason; he wished to mnke n cat's paw* of his friend, but It wns not until he hnd exercised all his admitted pow er* of fascination, and established himself on terms of Intimate familiarity, that lie put Into motion the desperate scheiuo which Ids fertile brain had conceived on the occasion of the first meeting, nnd which hnd since been cunningly and carefully elaborated. He began cautiously, passing from vague nnd Jesting r*marks to more serious hints; II. It wn* some days before Hlr Desmond •crept»m1 his own Invitation to visit his new acquaintance—the geiitlemnn who hired a studio Itccnuso he couldn't pnlnt: hut when the Ice hnd once ln*en broken. It wns not allowed sufiXrhdit time to freoxc again; visit followed visit, nnd casual Interest seemed to have- dcfrloped Into close friend ship. However. Mr. Grant In no way changed Ills usual habits; he went nut only lu the curly morning or the evening, wear ing always the old Norfolk suit, and avoid ing frequented thoroughfares. Apparently he never felt any Inclination to run up to Piccadilly or the Ntrand; music hulls nnd theaters, so admirably adapted to soothe the youthful, possessed no ehnrnis for him, nnd any Intelligent observer would have leasoued that either his Income must be finally ho explained the scheme, coolly, ns a matter or business. “When first I saw you," he said, “you may rememt»er that I wns nnuixed. I thought you were n man w'hom I knew well; If you will excuse the bull, you are more like him than ho la himself. There Is nobody living who would not be de ceived by the astounding resemblance. You have his face, figure, nnd even his voice. very colorable Imitation of his. 1 bnvo no ticed Hint people who resemble one an other closely lu their physical attributes “No; I have no particular feeling‘one way or the other. It Is troe that he In convenienced me for a time; I almost thought that he wns going to carry off the f rlxo for which I was string. However, managed to put him out of the run ulng." “May I nsk how?" “I contrived that a certain person should hear of a few discreditable eplsodea which had not occurred." "You muat be a pretty damnnble kind of a scoundrel, you know," observed Grant, surveying him with mild curiosity. "Oh, all's fair In love and war. Be sides, I wns playing for a big stoke. I am still playing for It. and I want £20.000 to In sure success. I am sure you * ‘ SU.VW IU 1II- srlll admire mere resemblance; I can scarcely believe that Voti are not the mnti himself. My dear fellow, likenesses like this are not to be trifled with; they are special dispensa tions of providence, and wise men should make the most of them." “And w'hom have I the honor to resent- blc so closely?*’ Inquired Grant. “One of the richest men In England— though he Isn't in England, by the way, nt R resent. You are the perfect double of lo earl of Evllngton," Grant meditatively blew a Cloud from bis pipe. "I think yqu have tncntloued hit name two or three times lately In your Interesting reminiscences. Let me see: Is he not the man who wan supposed to lit more or loss devoted to the lady whom you are going to marry?" Hlr Desmond shrugged his shoulders. "Quite so; he left England Immediately after our engagement was announced. | believe he Is soothing Ills lacerated emo- tlons by shooting elephants In Africa." "You don't seem to like him?" I.ord Evllngton. Von will lenru to Imitate his handwriting, and I shall also coach you In a few peraonal detail*. When you are proficient, you will qQletly mnko your way one morning Into the city; will stroll Into Lothbury’* flank nnd Inquire for I/>rtl Loth- bury. lie will not be there, because we rhiil! choose n day when I know he will be away. You will then ask for a check l»ook, quietly make out a cheek for £20.000, or. say, £25,000, and get It cashed. The cashier will l»e astonished to see you, nnd you tuny mention curtly that you have just returned. No explaining will be neces sary. The amount or the check will excite some surorlse, bit no suspicion. I hap pen to know that the balance of the earl s account is quite large enough to meet the check. Even If It were not, they would cash It. You see, you are Lord Evllng ton; you have his very accent. Man, the things beautifully simple. —*• —*“ There** ..... If ono other point: If you hnnpen to meet — rs to ‘ ,auy , , who appears to recognlzo you, you must use your native wit; It's easy to nod, and Ik* In a hurry. Even If you were but* tonholed It wouldn't matter. My dear fel low, If yon yourself said you were not the enrl, people would laugh at you. There Is not the slightest danger." . "And what do I get for niv valuable as* slstnnce?'* Inquired Graut, after n pause. "Five thousand down, nnd auotbsr five— or ten, If you like—when I'm married." "Why not halves?" "Because 1 must have twenty thousand now, and you can afford to wait. It wouldn't do to have the check too large, or I'd *sy make It forty tbousaud and share "Very well," said the painter who could not paint. “Now give mo my first writing lesson." A week later a gcntlctnnn alighted from a hansom nt the corner of Grncechuroh street. He strolled on for n few yards, and wns Joined by another gentleman. Hccurlug panning four-wheeler, they entered, moved his hnt. "Well?" ho sold. Grant nodded. "It's all right; twenty-five thousand, In notes." "Good lord," tmld Sir Desmond; and thers was a quaver In h1s voice. "You'd better giro mo the package," he said. Grant fumbled In the pocket of his frock cost, extracted a small bundlt, deliberately counted seventy rustling notes, and re< plnced the parcel In his pocket. "I got twenty In thousands, and the rest In hun* fired*.** ha nhisPrat) dreds/* he observed. "Giro me my twenty," said Blr Desmond, Irritably. "Why have you stuck them back In your pocket?" "Because 1 Intend to keep them," said Grant His accomplice bit hi* lip. "Don't play the fool," ho said. "Besides, honor among thieves, you know " "You are probably familiar with the ways of thieves," said Orant Idly. "I'm not, nnd If you don't like It, we'll drive to the nearest polico station." "And expose the whole thing?" Inquired Sir Desmond sardonically. "And expose you, you pitiful schemer." returned tne other. "Cannot you See even J et that I nm I*ord Evllngton. nnd that you are been persuading me to act ns my own doable?" EPILOGUE. XooooooooooooooooooX o o o EXTRACT FROM ANCIENT AND o MODERN SOCIETY, 2D APRIL, 1906. o o Wo sro authorised to announce that o a marriage has been arranged, and o will take place shortly, between the o Enrl of Evllngton nnd the lion. Muriel o Lynn, only daughter of Lord Loth* o bury. t> It will thus bo seen that there wan d no foundation for the rumor published o by several of our contemporaries to o the effect that the Hon. Muriel had contracted nn engagement with a well known Northumbrian Baronet. X ooooooooooooooooooX Xooooooo 00 oooooooooX EXTRACT FROM THE DAILY TELEPHONE, 8RD APRIL, 1906. Sir Desmond Fallon, of Fallon Park, Northumberland, has been ordered to make a prolonged stay In Egypt for the benefit of his health. XooooooooooooooooooX ELLA WHEELER WILCOX I She Paints the Dangers to Mind, Body and Character of Cigarette Smoking by Boys. ' IHM1 he could afford to Indulge his hobby. When we knew all about him, and realized that he wasn't a millionaire or a duke In disguise, we be- igan to lose Interest In the fnct that he al ways wore an old Norfolk suit, and went out only In the early morning, or when . darkness hnd fallen, for a walk on Wimble- •'don common. We gradually t*ecame quite friendly. In an unobtrusive way; and once . or twice he dropped In after dinner, to t borrow s book, or smoke a cigar. I may mention that I am n financial expert, or what ordinary people call a 'money-lender, so those who know Hlr lies- mond us well ns I do will understand why I know him so well, ft was one of the E test surprises that I have experienced n J rend In the society paper* the va- l reference* to his contemplated mar riage with I-ord Lothbury'a only daughter ano heiress; It was scarcely credible that so keen a man of business should permit his daughter to nfflnuce herself to n spend thrift. Certainly, the great banker was sufficiently wealthy to permit his daughter to Indulge In the luxury of a love match, yet those who have millions to play with generally prefer alliances with families which possess similar privileges. The only conclusion 1 could arrive at was that the North Country baronet was qveu smarter than 1 had believed him. and that he had contrived In some extraordinary way to conceit! the fad that bbi large estates were heatlly mortgaged, while his debts were on a scale that I roust respectfully term magnificent. When he called on me to arrnugei trifling of £20.000 I ventured to suggest that he should apply to his pro*pect!v< father-lu law, who W'ould. no doubt, Im pleased to accommodate him. lie smiled, and with the utmost amiability and frank| nes* pointed out the delicacy of his po sit Ion: Lord Lothbury. he admitted^ LITTLE KNOWN COMPOSERS By DR. R. J. MASSEY. Thsre was no doubt that the security eras not altogether to Im* despised; I have known targe sums of money to Im* lent, nt proportionately large rates of Interest, nn the strength of expectations much less sulMtaatlsI. However. 1 am a cautious man. by training and litcliuatlou; I under otaad perfectly that aff engagement* do not end In domestic bliss, nor tne divorce court; and I Invited Mir Desinoud to dine with no* In the evening, when we could discuss the matter more at leiaure. I forgot to send a"* wire to my *wlfe. though I knew she had arranged to visit her sister at Kensing ton. Consequently, when Hlr Desinoud eamo down hr found me alone, and we were able to talk confidentially. It wna about 10 o'clock nud we were lighting a second cigar, when si front f friend the studio drop|M-d lu 3. Reference to nn old scrap book. In which are many war reminiscences, camp songa nnd war pootry, brings to mind the fact that very few readers of the present day aeem to realize that Dixie or really the Land of Dixie, the national air of the late Southern Confederacy, wns not of Southern origin. When. In fact, it was written in tho city of New York, as early as 1859, by Dan Emmet, a leading minstrel. This wns at leait two years before the commencement of the war, or even before tjte Southern Confederacy had an existence. I wonder how many old antebellum Atlantans of today, yet living In the city, atlll remember hearing Dixie sung and played at the old Atheneum on De catur street, opposite the present New Kimball, during the fall of 1860. It was In the form of a regular negro walk-round. In which some ten or a dozen painted men and women In Imi tation »f the negro, sang and played it. From the very beginning. Dixie brought forth great applause, and became very popular throughout the South. In this connection we 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 a local favorite ns a negro walk-around, having a catching musical air that Emmet does not claim to have written. The words are the veriest doggerel, and were put to must (In the usual way with the melodies of minstrels) through the art of the must cal director ami hla orchestra. "That Emmet was inrplred to write Dixie by any patriotic or other thought or knowledge of the Houth Is absurd. That he could have supposed his pro duction was to he a Southern war song Is utterly impossible. And In the adop tion of the word Dixie, he probably caught at It as a meaningless negrolsm that would stand for the Routh when associated with cotton. In a song sup posed to be sung In the negro planta tion dialect. Just as 8tephen C. Foster, supposing there were more slaves the farther one penetrated the Routh. se lected the Huwannee river In Florida (where there were very few negroes) ss the scene of hls Immortal melody— 'Old Folks at Home.”' As a matter of fact Emmet knew' nothing personally of the Routh or of Its Institutions. He belonged to the stock of a minstrel company that did not. like West's and Rumsey's nnd Kunkel's, travel through the Routh. Bryant's and Wood's and Butler's and Christy's nnd Buckley’s minstrels, re spectively. had halla of their own and courted only metropolitan patronage. In December. 1860, during the excit ing scenes Immediately preceding Routh Carolina's formal withdrawal from the union, and while Charleston was alive with local troops dally and hourly on parade, Rumsey & Newcomb's min strel troup came to that city and played o crowded audiences for a week. In- identatly to these performan* tary bands, having repudiated all .the national airs, were In sore straits 7 for martini music and early caught up "Dixie," already being whistled through t)»e streets by the little ne groes. and the new song, played ns a march, though repeated ad Infinitum, held its popularity and rapidly spread over the cotton states. These Charles ton bands at the head of the Routh Carolina troops were the first to entei Virginia, and they quickly Impreg nated the spirit of the young Confed eracy with th# Inspiring measures of the minstrel break-down that will for ever awaken Southern enthusiasm wherever It may be heard. Dixie. Southrons, hear your country call you— Up. lest worse than death befall you! To arms! To anns! To arms In Dixie! Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted; Let all hearts be now united. To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance the (lag of Dixiel HurrahT Hurrah! or Dixie's land we'll take our stand. To live or die for Dixie! To arms! To arms! 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 fierce defiance! Stamp upon the cursed alliance! To arms! To arms! Td arms In Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie, etfc. Fear no danger, shun no labor! Lift up rifle, pike nnd saber! To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Shoulder pressing close to shoulder, I*et the odds make each heart bolder! To arms! To arms! To arms In 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 arms In Dixie! For faith betrayed and pledges broken. Wrongs inflicted. Insults spoken! To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie, etc. _ popular walk - around of '•Dixie" was rather idvased at U*e Interruption, was given as a climax The local mlU* Strong as lions, swift as eagles! Rack to their kennels hunt the bea gles! To arms! To arms! To arms in Dixie! Cut the unequal bonds uauntler! Let them hence each other plunder! To arms! To arms! To arms in Dixie! .Advance the flag of Dixie, etc. Hwear upon your country’s alter, * Never to submit or falter! arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Till the spoilers are defeated. Till the Lord's work Is completed! To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance (he Hag 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 arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie, etc. If the loved ones weep In sadness, Victory soon shall bring them gladness, To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Exultant pride shall banish sorrow'. Smiles chase tears aw*ay tomorrow— To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie! Advance the flag of Dixie, etc. Stephen C. Foster, who wrote the “Old Folks at Home,” was also a Northern man, a native of Pennsylva nia. He never was In the South. He was a song composer, and a man of great culture, u leading linguist. He was the author of many familiar Southern ditties. He wrote from 1842 to 1860. Among hls songs we remem ber “Uncle Ned.” "Old Susannah," "Old BlAck Joe," “Old Dog Tray," "Nellie Bly," "Old Kentucky Home," "Old Folks at Home,” etc. The last named song w*as by fas the most popular nnd profitable piece ever published In the United States. He received a stated price of 1500 for each time It was sung before the public for several years. Foster first wrote hls music In Imi tation 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 Suwanee 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 words. “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, 1 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 l roam. Still longing for de old plantation. And for de old folks at home. CHORUS: All de world am sad and dreary, Eberyw here I roam, J Oh! darkeys, how my heart grows weary. Far from de old folks at borne. This verse, as well os all of “Suwanee River," shows plainly the archness, hu mor and refinement usual to Mr. Fos ter as a writer. But In this Instance It shows also hls wonderful Ignorance of Southern plantations and their beau tiful locations. In “Suwanee River," as In many others of hls pieces, he wrote the music and only put in such words as gave rhythm to the verst “Suwanee for Instance). Dixie. (The Original Words.) I wish I was In the land of cotton Old times dar am not forgotten, Look away, look away—look away. Dixie land. In Dixie land where I waa born In, Early on one frosty mornln’, Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. Den I wish I was In Dixie .Hooray! Hooray t In Dixie lard 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! Ole missus marry "Wlll-de-weaber," William was a gay deceaber; Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. But when he put hls arms around 'er He smiled as fierce as a forty-pounder, Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. Hls face was sharp as a butcher’s deaber, But dat did not aeem 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, Dixie land. Den I wish I was In Dixie Hooray! Hooray 1 In Dixie land Iil take my stand. To lib and die In Dixie, Away, away, awa^down south In Dixie! Away, away, away down south In Dixie! Now here's a health to the next ole missus. And all the gals that want to kiss us. Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. But If you want to drive 'way sorrow. Come and hear dis song tomorrow, Look away, look away—look away Dixie land. Den 1 n-l*h I wu 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! There la little use, perhaps, of talking to boys about the pernicious results of cigarette smoking when they sea the practice Indulged In by their fathers, brothers and mothers. Nevertheless, here are a few facta offered by a prominent club woman of Los Angeles, Cal., who has studied the question carefully: I have noticed that many of the boys, t)lg 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 the first cigarette by a boy who might easily have been In fluenced tor good. Cigarettes affect boys as drink acts on men. And the majority of boys begin smoking for the 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 if come* out that they stole candy perhaps, maybe cook ies, but it is almost always the case that they also took tobacco. Once formed, the appetite for tobac co Axes Itself upon a boy until he Is Anally a slave, and he will go to al most any extreme to secure the poison ous weed. * Strength to Rtfut*. Mothers would do well to teach their boys that It Is a proof of manliness to show strength to refuse a cigar ette when other boys are smoking. "Any loafer can smoke; not every boy can be man enough to refuse," was the answer of one brave boy when hls companions laughed at hls refusel to join them. That would be a good motto for an anti-cigarette club of boys to adopt. Another thing to tell a boy Is this: Cigarette smoking arrests the develop ment of boys under IS, inentully, physi cally, morally, or all three. If a young man Is determined to •moke let him at least get hls growth Arat. It Is gratifying to know that a school Is being established along lines sug gested for many years In this column. A School of 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 qm starting near Guthrie, O. T„ on a farm, for the express purpose of teaching these things. Dr. George Parker Holden says, with emphasis: “The need of determinedly grappling with this matter Is today keenly felt among educators, and they also feel the need of help from our profession In dealing practically and efltclently with It. A boys' private school In Connecticut that mnkes a specialty of definite Instruction In this question finds no difficulty In getting students nt <1,000 per year. “I suggest Ibo organization of a tlonal association of educators l.„. physicians whose object shall be to <ic- vise an approved adequate gne course of study for the youths of high schools and colleges, and to p. mote tho general Introduction of the same, nnd that our schools of pedagogy prepare special teachers for this work." Dr. La Fetra, lecturer on physiologi cal pedagogies for New York Universi ty, has a strong article on the teach ings of sex knowledge, entitled "8cho Hygiene nnd the Growing Child." The moral condition of most of state schools Is something simply frightful. While the conditions that oh- tain In many of our colleges are nlarr Ing, millions of homes are more or le.-a unhappy because of neglect of thia subject. Wo believe the signs of the time Indicate strongly that teachings along this Hue will be taken up In all our schools. This experiment here In tills ho has proven a success along that line. Quite a number of other schools are doing the same. We therefore present tills 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. Marlonvllte. Mo. Higher Humanity. _ All this Is excellent, and shows th signs of the times, pointing to a higher humanity nfter a few generations. The public schools and all private schools, and all country schools, are engendering evil along with good. Chil dren are taught everything save tho most vital truths of life during school hours, and there Is no guidance or pro tection given them out of school hours. Innocent and perverted are thrown side by side, and sacred facts are made known to pure young minds In the guise of obscenity and depravity. Mathers and fathers are blind anil stupid on these subjects and through conceit and vanity Imagine their chi' dren beyond and above any danger contamination. Yet the contamination takes place all the same. It Is the business of Instructors to provide the common sonso teaching which parents so wofully lack In the training of the young. But the work attempted by Mitchell In hls Purity Farm School at Marionyllle needs to be conducted with great wisdom and discretion. Many books written with a view to guiding the 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 are one with nature, one with mother earth. And that as plants spring forth, so does man, and that God, the source and the cause, lies back of everything, and that all Hls methods ar* beautiful, sacred and holy. All success to the Marlonvtllc Purity Farm School. THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT AS SEEN AND DESCRIBED BY “MR. DOOLEY' PETER FINLEY DUNNE in th* Christmas Amsricsn Magazin*. All th' can't IsJjre Chrla'nias unless ye've hUX Y k i tell yo what It Is, but It’w »n ...... •nnjrthlnif Uuit we talk nn’ fight about th' rest Iv th’ year. It'* n* rale ns th’ rate bill, th’ tariff or th' rh'llpeen*. I nlver ueen nnuy iv thim things, though I’ve taken me life in me hnnils mutiny n time f'r an' again tlilni. It’s a good deal more rale to me, f'r I can feel It. I enn hear It. nil’ I «nn *eo If. As tne mind run* on t’htis'mn* day I'll vote f'r no man f’r prlHldent who staml* on unny other platform but to uphold t him principle# f’r which matin*’ tlnuxunds Iv Amerleuii citizens have almost been cre mated thryln’ to play Manta ('Ian*. rhrls’ma* bring* good cheer. »ny» ye, nn* re're right. loteteway* ye're port right. Th’ thruth I* ye can't Injye It onlesa ye * th’ (’hrla'mn* spirit, *n' ye cau l have Chrlt’ma* spirit on rbrls'mn* onlcw e had It th’ rest Iv th’ year. Ye must * It, but ye mustn't show It. I'd advise yp not to. If people knew ye had th’ Chrls'nma spirit l other tl • peen lr th’ wurrubl , - stake* an* ehauipceiishUi l**lt* belomr* him. lie ha* hla pitchers. In th' pa j rage, on th’ mornln' Iv Chris mas day In* • ftp nrly an* out In th' sunshine. TJi'T- han'thln' f'r hltn to do, liecauae th on ur re nil closed. No wan give* him th tintloii he likes. NoImmIjt-Tooki.at hl»» r,, “ ■pectfully ns If they’d like to kill him. hnt don’t dare to. Iverylaaly Is thryln t<» happy. Th’ pollsiuan on th’ ln?at fed* this Is wan day whin he cun Is? polite »[»“; out cinlntigerin' hla life, an’ U rhninu merrily with hls old Ifiiniy. fh lootluaiA b thruck nine. Th’ saloon keeps who holly an* mistletoe hang It out. an »•> ’ that have'tit hang out a Toni an ' ' **gn. Th' groeerytiwn ha* prettily dlir.'i ' th* box Iv preserve* on top Iv the 1,1 tain Iv canned corn In th’ window. M'* ' nippoxcd to Im* a stingy man. an’ I* nj<;*o . h r year, but now In** dvln’ away th >rouge* he was thryln’ to saw off 0:1 • 'ustoiuers ylsterdah. A gmsl monnyj mill* Dan buckwheat cakes and Injun bat* .ter, Maes you fat or a little fatter. Look away, look away—look away, Dixie land. Den how It down and scratch nnd ffnib ble. To Dixie's land I’m bound to trabble, major general. Look away, look away—look away, debted for the Dixie laud. Dixie: , . .... ... re gr time* they'd take away ivrjthlng! Even th’ motorinan look* less 118“ «' , J* Ua»*. They (1 say to thimsilve*: yonnlre autoniolilii*t nml more like a bum n •Thlx fellow look* -throng, but lie ain’t, j iieln’ that’s paid to commit mnn.lh. r, hi* watch." ’¥l* bettbir to^five thJn p, j ChHs'ma* spirit, meet* Father Kelly •>* raycelve. says th’ good book. Mind ye. it wants to get Jn on the ground flu re. , •ay* betther. not more nuclirnl. It’s nlsler j 'Th’ whole Issue warn over sah-n an’ more spirtin' raycelve. That's human to keep thin to gb take awuy thin to nature, me boy. On th’ night Iv Iieclmber twlnty-fourth th’ man who hasn’t th’ rhrls’mat spirit stands at th' head Iv hla class. Ile a chain Den 1 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, nway, away down aouth In Dixie! There wrere. Just after the war. many writers of beautiful Routhem poetry, prominent among them was Hon. Al bert Pike. Although of Northern birth. Mr. Pike became a resident of the Routh, and edited papers In both Ar kansas and Tennessee, was In the Con federate army and rose to the rank ot raysnlts." say* long ago. .... RPflHRHPHPH Kelly, "have Iwn so natlsfacthry th wau will let go |U* boldin'*," he "Well, ’tl* strange.” say* Plnokcm. this l* th* first bit Iv undherwritlu i To him following rlldn't think it looted like a good thing ” •ays. ' Who got most Iv lt?’ r *sy* l Iu«*k # >• ’’I don't know." say* Father Kelly- » - ' Mine f'r tuerclf nn r me good frlnd* pu In f’r MOtnc more. Hlnn!**y g’'» 0 Mock nn’ r guess he's got ft yet. t r ** hasn’t used much iv It. Dooley wn* largo Mttliscrllicr. but th* reckle** f*' 11 " prop’hl.v Im* used up most Iv bis. * th' largest owner 1* Casey hltnswf. * win. Tie got an enormous block whin didn't shoot ye f*r evictin’ him. an l**eu pickin’ ft tip Steadily Ivry dsjr » he peg* nway st th’ half *o|eS> sn I g’" he'* th’ richest man lu Ar-rrhey rrad Jay. an* tu* poorest toroorrab." says »*/,! • fines in- I "I suppose Pm th’ poo I "ay* Ilnckem. "Can’t I get e