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ENQUIRER - SUN: COLMBUS, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, APRIL 2!*, 1890.
NOMBRE DE DIOS.
The lepers crawl from loathsome huts
The rising sun to greet.
Swift thro’ the skies dawn’s falchion cuts-
tVhile down the narrow street
See where'she comes, yon white robed nun,
With flexile sandals shod.
Serene in faith, and duty done—
This, in tho name of God.
Among the curst her way she takes
With loving words for all,
W'hero fell disease a picture makes
That might a fiend appall;
She walks a path more darkly dire
Than ever martyr trod.
For her a fate more dread than fire—
This, in the name of God.
Oh 1 friend, when woman dares so much,
Look thou unto thy soul;
I-et there be given mercy’s touch
To those who lose the goal
Of human hope—the halt and blind
Stung by the chastening rod;
Be to earth's misery more kind—
This, in the name of God.
—Chicago Herald
THE STUDENTS GHOST.
“Folks sez de place am hunted, missus.
De v says hit s de students dat comes
hack at night.”
“Nonsense, auntie, you're just too
foolish for anything. You're real silly.”
The old darkey's words had a rather
chilly effect upon me. notwithstanding I
tried to throw them off lightly.
“Yes’rn, hit must he ghosts. To de
Lawd, missus, de fokes sez hit mus’,”
and the old auntie paused in her sweep
ing to catch the sound of a mouse run
ning across the floor of the loft above.
Without her uncanny references to
the presence of the supernatural the old
house, with its wide damp halls and
musty smelling closets, would have been
anything but inviting. No one had
lived in it for a long time, and its bare
appearance would have been enough to
suggest ghosts to a superstitious mind.
All around the house the grass had
grown up rank and tall, and since the
old negress had mentioned it tha wind
seemed to moan dismally through the
tops of the great oak trees that overhung
the roomy old country house.
I was not at all afraid of ghosts. No
body is for that matter—until they see
them. So 1 told the old negro woman to
hash her silly talk, and was soon so
busied in putting things in order that I
thought no more about ghosts or anv-
ihing else but my household affairs.
Every once in a while, though, a slight
shiver passed over me, accountable to
just what 1 don’t know. Probably to the
sense of being almost alone in tliat ram
bling, gloomy old house.
We were only just moving in. The
house stood, a short distance from the
town, within a stone's throw of what
had once been a large college, where stu
dents from all parts of the country at
tended in the days of its usefulness and
popularity. But the man who owned the
college was dead, and it had long since
ceased to resound with the subdued hum
of the students' voices. The college had
succumbed to the ravages of the dread
scourge. The master and many of his
pupils died with it, and since then the
old school building had had no regular
occupant.
We had taken the house, where the
master used to live with his family .and
a number of his students, who could not
get accommodation at the college.
The old negro woman whom we had
hired to clean up and help us move in
had been raised in the neighborhood, and
was full of stories about the old house
and the people who tried to live in it
and were driven away by strange noises
that were heard at the dead hour of
night.
As soon as she came the old woman
began telling her mysterious tales, and
before the first day wore away I lia.d
heard them all.
1 did not believe in them very much,
and so kept them to myself, not repeat
ing what I had heard to my husband
when he arrived late in the evening with
the last load of household goods.
A few days after we were well settled
down in our new home John was sud
denly called away on business, to be
gone a week or more. I had never men
tioned the ghost stories to (him, and so
far we bad had no visits from our un
canny lodger, if we had any.
My sister was sent for, to keep me
company in John's absence, and arrived
two or three days before his departure.
Ghosts were not mentioned to her, of
course, as I did not care to make her un
easy or cause her any unpleasantness.
The second morning after her arrival
she came to me and complained that she
did not like to sleep in the room which
she had been given.
“I don't know why,” she said, ‘Tut 1
have such a strange feeling, and both
nights have been awakened by a peculiar
noise.”
"What does it sound like?” I asked, not
without a show of uneasiness.
"I don't know, I can hardly describe it,
but it sounds like the rocking to and fro
of a heavy chair on the floor above.”
“Oil. it's just because it's a strgnge
room,” said 1: “you'll sleep all right to
night. if not, will change you to-mor
row."
Next morning my sister again com
plained of being awakened by the same
strange noise exactly at the same hour—
about 1 o'clock.
“I'll have the loft above cleared out to
day: it must have been rats," 1 said. The
loft was cleared out. but John going
away that day, Lucy's room was changed,
and the matter was forgotten for the
time.
One evening during John's absence we
were visited by one of our new neigh
bors. In the course of conversation Mr.
Hall, our visitor, referred to the old days
when tlie college was crowded with stu
dents and the head master lived in our
house.
“They say the house is haunted since
then," he said.
A chill passed over me at this, but af
fecting to be incredulous and indiffer
ent lest my sister should become alarmed
I remarked lightly:
“The idea! Did anybody ever hear of
the like!"
i "I don't say it is and I don't say it isn't,’’
said our visitor. “I can only say what I
know myself.”
“Haunted indeed! The ghosts myst
have died before we came, I guess,” said
I with another chill creeping up my back,
but still replying gay ly. “forat least they
have not ventured in yet.”
I did not allow my gaze to meet my
sister’s eyes for fear it might call to her
mind the mysterious noises which had
affected her when she had slept in the
spare room.
“I can only tell what I know,” went on
Mr. Hall. “I don't believe in ghosts
myself, but strange things happen some
times. It was when the old college over
yonder was filled with students, and
when the master lived here.
“A dreadful scourge which was sweep
ing over the country laid hold of the stu
dents, and many of them died. Some
are buried in the little wood yonder be
yond the^ college building. Some died
before their friends couid reach them.
The horror was awful while the scourge
lasted. When it ended there were almost
none left at their desks, and since then
no one has ever tried to start the school
again.
“Well, one day the dread fever ap
peared here in the master’s household.
A young man from Texas, a bright,
happy young fellow, the idol of a fond
father and loving mother, was the first
victim. From the first he knew there
was no hope of his recovery, and onlv
hoped and prayed that he might live
until his mother and father could reach
him.
“The young man occupied the room
across the hall, yonder,” continued the
old gentleman, motioning to the room
where the strange sounds had been
heard.
“I began to feel very uncomfortable,
and involuntarily drew my chair closer
to Lucy's, as I glanced into her face,
upon which was mirrored thoughts as
nervously agitated as my own..
“Day by day the young student grew
weaker and weaker, until the end was
almost come. He hoped on, however,
and the doctors did all they could to save
him.
“One night the end came. The young
man was dying. The master and his
family were gathered about his bedside,
when a loud knocking was heard at the
door below. It was the father and mother
of the young Texas student, arrived just
in time to see their darling boy alive.
“They were nearly frantic with grief,
and when the father came to his son's
side he picked him up in his arms and,
with his almost unconscious head lean
ing on his breast, sat in a great rocking
chair that stood before the fireplace.
There he rocked him to and fro, clasped
in his arms, until he died, happy in hav
ing his longing fulfilled.
“That much I know,” concluded Air.
Hall.
T or a few seconds there was silence, no
one caring to ask further about the
young student.
“Ever since then,” resumed our visitor
in a half mysterious tone, “they say his
spirit comes back to his old room every
night just at 1 o’clock, when he was
rocked to the long sleep iu his father's
arms.
“They say every night a strange sound
is heard in that room like the grating of
a heavy rocking chair swaying to and
fro under a heavy burden.”
After this story every day was a ter
ror and every night a horror. And nat
urally we did not prove very good ten
ants.—Atlanta Constitution.
LAWN LR ALLEN'S FIRST VICTORY.
The Decline of Gluttony.
Though great cooks still command
enormous salaries in Europe and Amer
ica and splendid dinners are still every
day affairs, there has been, I think, a cer
tain advance further from mere gluttony,
past even the stage of last century gor
mandizing, to that of the man who eats
and drinks with the utmost moderation,
but gratiiies his delicate palate avec re-
eueillemeiit. just as he does his fine ear
with good music, and his critical eye with
beautiful forms and colors in the decora
tion. For the modern Sybarite the table
is a mere detail of universal luxury, not
the supreme concern. Even this stage
seems to me to be passing away. The
length and profusion of London dinners
have, in my recollection of thirty years,
been greatly curtailed by improved taste;
and in a singular way the adoption, from
one reason or another, of water drinking
habits by hundreds of men and women in
society is tending visibly to minimize the
luxury of the table in England, and must.
I should suppose, effect the same end in
America. — Frances Power Cobbe in
Forum.
Mr. Blinks (of Elizabeth, N. J.)—Now,
my son, I want to see if you were atten
tive during the service. What was the
minister's text?
Small Son—What shall we do to be
6haveu!—New York Weekly,
Cunning Wolves.
John Mumford, whose ranch is on the
north fork of Red river, tells of a case
which shows that wolves have in
stincts little short of reasoning powers.
A sow with a dozen pigs was down in a
draw leading to the river one morning,
and Mura ford heard a terrible row down
there. He went to see what the trouble
| was and saw a wolf go galloping away,
i He returned to bis plow. After a while
| the noise began again. This time he saw
j the wolf had returned with its consort.
I The mother made a mock but apparently
j ferocious attack ou the old sow. The
sow, with bristles up and mouth open,
r,Vshed at the mother wolf, who retreated
slowly and with muck snapping of jaws
and many snarls.
While this was going on the male wolf
quietly slipped around to the drove of
little grunters, and picking one up in his
mouth cantered off easily. He did not
kill it at once; he simply carried it loose
in his mouth and with hi> head over his
shoulder as if he was either enjoying the
fun Iris consort was having with the sow
or was expecting something else. Mean
time the young pig was squealing for
help al the top of its voice. Leaving the
she wolf, the old sow made a rush to save
the captured pig, and at that the she wolf
dashed at the other little pigs, caught
one, and then the two wolves lied at the
top of their speed.—New York Sun.
A Bud Case Made Good by a Profound
Opinion from the Classics.
“Private John Allen,” of Mississippi,
who became the wit of the house of
representatives with the death of Sunset j
Cox, tells a good story on himself of how
he came to be a profound lawyer.
A party of members were telling yarns j
in the cloak room of the house, and when
Allen's turn came he told this one:
“I want to tell you of the greatest legal
victory of my life,” said Allen, as he
lighted a cigar and propped his feet
against the wail in true southern style.
“It was down in Tupelo during the trying
period just after the war. I was at that
time a practicing lawyer—that is, I prac
ticed whenever I had any cases to prac
tice with. One day old ‘Uncle' Pompey,
one of the old negroes of the settlement,
came into my office and said:
“ ‘Mars John, I wants you to c’iar me.
I'se gwine to be ’rested for stealin’ of two
hams out’en de cross road store.’
“ ‘Well, Pompey,’ I asked, ‘did you
steal the hams?’
“ ‘Mars John, I just took ’em.’
“ ‘Did any one see you?' I asked.
“ ’Yas, boss,’ said the old negro dis
consolately, ‘two ole white buckra’s.’
“ ‘Well, Pompey,’ I replied. ‘I can’t do
anything for you under the circum
stances.’
“ ‘Now, Mars John,’ said old Pompey,
‘here's ten dollars. I jist want you to
try.’
“Well, I consented to try,” said Allen.
“The case was to be heard before an old
magistrate named Johnson. He was
totally uneducated, and was moreover a
perfect dictator, and no negro ever came
before him who was not fined the maxi
mum penalty and sent to his field to ex
piate the crime in the sweat of his brow.
“The magistrate heard the case. Every
possible proof was brought to show that
Pompey stole the hams. There could be
no doubt of it from the testimony. I did
not put a single question to any of the
witnesses, but when the testimony was
all in I arose, and in my most dignified
manner addressed the magistrate:
“ ’May it please your honor, it would be'
useless for me to argue before one who
would adorn the superior if not the su
preme court bench of this grand old
commonwealth. And I may say that
those who know you best say that you
would grace even the supreme court of
the United States, the highest tribunal
in tire land. It will be useless to dwell
upon the testimony. You have heard it,
and know the case as well as I do. How
ever, it may not be out of order for me
to call your honor's attention to a short
passage in the-old English law, which
clearly decides this case, and which, for
the moment, your honor may have for
gotten.'
“Then I fished down in my pocket and
drew forth, with a great flourish, an old
copy of ‘Julius Caesar.’ I opened it with
great dignity to the first page and read
the line which is familiar to every school
boy, ‘Omnia Gallia in partes tres divisa
est.’ ‘That decides the case,’ said I,
throwing the book upon the table. ‘That
clearly acquits the defendant.’
“With great dignity and solemnity 1
then took my seat. The old magistrate
was completely nonplused. He looked
at me a moment quizzically and scratched
his head. Then, turning to Pompey, he
raised himself to his full height and
said:
“ ‘Pompey,I know you stole them hams,
hut by the ingenuity of your lawyer I've
got to let you go. Git out,’ said he, as he
plasated his No. 9 in the seat of Pompey's
pants, ‘and if you ever come here again,
lawyer or no lawyer, you will git six
months.’ ’’—Atlanta Constitution.
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REMEMBER—This reproduction of Tito
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THE GREAT VALUE OF THE ANGELUS.
Studying it in its color sentiment, so essential
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The price paid for it by the American Art Asso
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A Pointer on Waltzing.
“I want to gi ve you a tip on dancing,”
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yesterday afternoon.
“What is it?” lie was asked.
“Simply this: There is hope for poor
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“Well, what is the tip?”
“Nothing more nor less than this: If
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“What good will that do?”
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It represents a young man and a maiden paus
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tolling of the "Angelus,” themselves joining in
evening prayer. The sun has already sunk below
the horizon." The sky is still luminous with the
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&ny house in the Giiited Statee,
WOOD WORK MZEjZP^ABLTLDIEIISr T.
The largest dealers in the State in Lime, Shingles. Dressed and Undressed Lumber, Matched
Ceiling and Flooring. Manufacturers of Sash, Doors, Blinds, Newels, Balusters, and Ornamental
Wood Works. Dealers in Lime, Ls-hs, Shingles, Lumber, and everying in the Building Line.
LUMBER BOUGHT AND SOLD IN ANY QUANTITY.
“The Voice” is an aggressive temperance ro
per (8 pages). It devotes much space to Family
Reading. It has a circulation of more than ltt),-
000 copies per week.
Let our friends everywhere make know n the
otter, and use it to secure new subscribers.
Remember that the subject of the picture is
eminently good. It will be an inspiration in any
household.
jjyReinember " iat this ’ s not a oheap litho
graph, or a black and white sketch, but is an
Oleograph in Fourteen Colors, a wonderfully
correct copy of the original painting, and not to
be had except with the Voice.
Address
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Columbus, Ga.
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Weekly Enquirer-Sun's
SUBSCRIBERS.
Read it and Fend in
Your Remittance.
, great many
of these Screws, and have yet to hear ot the first one that has not given entire satisfaction. We fur
nish all the iron work for these Screws, of which we make two sizes, and fully warranted.
A Blind Man’s Gift.
A true story is told of a wool dealer
who, after the loss of his sight, became
a better judge of wool than he was be
fore, visited Melbourne in 1SS1, and dur
ing ten weeks bought more than £150.-
000 worth of wool, doing all the business
it involved—banking, exchange and ship
ping—without a broker.—London Tid
Bits.
Land in the financial section of Broad
way, New York, recently sold at the rate
of $7,000,000 per acre.
Gas Fixtures at Cost!
We have decided to close out our Gas Fixture branch of the business, and will
oft'i r for the next ten days, for cash, our etire stock of
Gas Fixtures; Chandeliers, Brackets, Globes, Etc ,
At and Below Cost. Now is the Time to Buy.
Globes from 15 to 75 cents each: Argand Chimneys. 75 cents per dozen, and
ether goods in proportion.
Call at once before they are all gone.
20 BOOKS! HIM AWAY
We will send the entire list of Twenty V&luabld
Books enumerated and described below, to every enb-
■criber to this paper for the ensuing year, who remits
twntj emit in addition to the regular Rubscriptloc
price. These books, each one of which contains & com
plete first-class novel or other work by a vell-kncwr
and popular author, are published in neat pamphlet;
form printed from good readable type on good papaz
and many of them handsomely illustrated. They tea.
LMse some of the finest works ever written by «oxrr. ojf
♦he greatest and most popular writers, both of
ad Europe. Each one is complete 1;. .tee'::
No 15. Camlle^riirtaln liPemrst, ij/
•ZourjLAS -Tkkrold. Very old and -*ery funn> Tftw
'3'uDger as well as older generation should r ead
No 244 A<i ventures of a Bachelor. she
.nor of Bn ah Be&M-de * AuveEtu: c i n ;>>v fare.**
t great namoro s book by a popular author
N’ r 246 H«wto Make arid Save Mn.iey
nt Farm. A vai uable compilation of useful
ifnts and -uggestious for fanners and gardener*.
No 2-47. From the Earth to the Moon, a
Novel. By J' lks Verne.
* " rhe kittle Old Man of the Ball#,
\ Nova!. By Emile Gaboriau. 9
n»ero»is Vifumin, A Kovel. By
mile
By M \
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STEP
GEORGIA STEAM AND CAS PIPE COMPANY
ir;
Ca
he Mnd«n Farm Bride. A Nova*.
7 BLOUNT.
imon Herrick’s Daughter. A Ncvei.
Will. A Kovel. By Bru-
By >r.
No 212. The IJarono
feves Cobb, Jr.
No. 24f The Perl! of Richard Pardon. A
By B. L. F> rjkox.
-). Kiaekhiid 12111. A Kovel. By Esnu
3. The Gaarrlfan** Plot, A Kovel. By
1. The Gray Falcon. A Kovel. By M. *f.
apr27 6t
1035 Broad Street.
Kovel.
No.
Dr. J
So.
Cald“
No. ZC. The Sorrow of a Secret. A Nov*.
By Mauy Cf i l Hay.
No 213. Percy and the Prophet. A SorAL
Bv W: KIZ C JLLIX3.
No. IT.. The Story of a Wedding Kin*. A
Kovel. By the author of “ Dora Th' rn* »
No. 236. M
Kovel. By Mr
So. 2?A. A Modern Cinderella, A Novel. Bv
the author of *‘ Do^a Thorne.” J
So. 2'A. The I«land Home* A Novel. By M. T
Caldoo.
No. £3. The Fatal Glove. A Novel. By