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To breathe, eat and sleep well is the first
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[Tn ten ted Aug. 22, ISB2-L
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AGENTS WANTED
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DISSOLUTION.
, The public is hereby notified that we have
this day dissolved co-partnership. The notes
and accounts due us are in the hands of G.
W, GLOVER with full power and authority
to collect and receipt for the same, The in
terest of It. J. PERRY having been assigned
to thtrsaid G. W. GLOVER for a valuable
consideration.
This, November 27tli, 1882.
G. vV. GLOVER,
R. J. PERRY.
To the many friends and patrons that in
past have favored the late firm of GLOVER
& PERRY with their patronage, 1, in re
tiring from said co-partnership, tender my
thanks, and take great pleasure in saying
foi Mr. GLOVER, my former partner, that
he is a gentleman of strict integrity, and in
every way worthy of your confidence. I
most respectfully solicit for him a continu
ance of your patronage.
Respectfully, R. J. PERRY.
nov29tf
J. A. ANBLJEY,
ATTORNEY AT LaT7
AND SOLICITOR IN EQUITY.
Office on Public Square, Over Gyles’
Clothing Store, Americus, Ga.
After a brief respite I return again to the
practice of law. As in the past it will be
my earnest purpose to represent my clients
faithfully and look to their interests. The
commercial practice will receive close atten
tion and remittances promptly made. The
Equity practice, and cases involving titles of
land and real estate are my favorites. Will
practice in the Courts of Southwest Georgia,
the Supreme Court and the United States
Courts. Thankful to my friends for their
patronage. Fees moderate. novlltf
Dr. D. P. HOLLOWAY.
De anrisT,
Americus. ... Georgia
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Bad Breath; Pain in the Side, sometimes the
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A Governor's Testimony.
Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my
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J. Gill Shorter, Governor of Ala.
non. Alexander H. Stephens, of Ga.,
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“The only Thing that never fails to
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P. M. Janney, Minneapolis, Minn.
Dr. T. YF. Mason says: From actual ex
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only the Genuine, which always
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•ft l tor new at Law,
AMERICUS, GA.
declCtf
bTp. HOLLIS,
Attorney at Law*
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AMERICUS, GEORGIA; ’WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 3, 1883.
••BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE.”
“Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note,
As his corpse to the rampart we hurried;
Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot,
O’er the grave where our hero was hurled.
We buried him darkly, at dead of night,
The sods with our bayonets turning.
By the struggling moonbeams’ misty light,
And the lantemdimly burning.
No useless coffin inclosed his breast,
Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him,
he lays like a warrier taking his rest,
With his martial cloak around him.
Few and short were the prayers we said,
And we spoke not a word of sorrow;
But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the
dead,
And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed,
■Aud smoothed down, his lonely pillow,
That the foe and the stranger would tread
o’er his head,
And we far away on the billow!
Lightly they’ll talk of the spirit that’s gone
And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him;
But little lie’ll reck, if they let him sleep on,
In the grave where a Briton lias laid him!
But half of our heavy task was done,
When the clock tol led the hour for retiring,
And we heard the distant and random gun,
That the foe was suddenly firing.
Slowly and sadly we laid him down,
From the field of his fame fresh and gory!
We cared not a line we raised not a stone,
But we left him alone in his glory.”
PAKOitY OIV THE BURIAL. OF SIR
JOHN NOuKE.
Subject —Tlie marriage of usi Old
Bachelor.
Not a hell was heard, not a cheering voiee,
As our friend to the marriage we hurried;
Not a comrade among us did bid him rejoice,
That he was so soon to be married.
It was done very quickly about eight one
night,
His hands were nervously turning,
And the minister’s hair gave a redder light,
Than the lamp so brightly burning.
No useless coat enclosed ids breast,
Nor in gloves, nor in vest did we bind
him;
But he stood like a dear just taking his rest,
From the chase of the girls all around him.
Many and short were breaths that he drew,
For lie was frightened nearly out of his
sense,
And his face was of a crimson hue,
As lie thought of his hoard and back rents.
He thought as he pressed her lily white
hand,
And whispered “my love and life,”
That no other man in' all the land,
Would have such a rich little wife.
As from a single to a married man he was
hurled,
He happened to think of the latter’s cramps
But then thought he would mind nothing in
the world,
If he could once get hold of her stamps.
But half of this very queer marriage was o’er,
When the bride chanced to think of her
mother,
So with many a sigh, and many a sob,
She said: “This can’t go any further.”
So quickly and joyfully she hastened out,
He immediately sank into a reverie;
She spoke not a word, she raised not a shout,
But left him alone in his misery.
February 11th 1882.
MISS SILVER’S LOVER.
Tom Elton sat in that abominable
chamber of his in the west corner of the
house and puffed till he could not see
tho door for the smoke. There were
two pictures before him. One was the
face of a young girl, 20 or so, with a
drooping cluster of waving brown hair
shading the round, sweet face. He
kissed the perfumed card and looked
soft and loving.
. The other was the face of an over
dressed, youthful-looking damsel of 40
or thereabouts, with a long, thin face
and frizzled hair, and a smirk upon
her lips, and a shrewd, husband-catch
ing expression in her eye. To this he
snapped his fingers and said something
neither elegant or proper, and went on
smoking and puffing like a steam en
gine.
Then he took up two little notes.
One said;
“Tom, darling come to tea at 7. Papa
and Kate arrived this morning, and we
are going to have a little fete in honor
of the fact. Yours. Fannie.”
“Bless her sweet little face!”
The other said:
“Dear Mr. Elton: Of course you
have already received a formal invita
tion to my ball to-night, but I must
add a word for fear that it will be neces
sary iu order to insure ns your really
needed presence. Come early.
“Auhora Silver.”
“Pshaw! The old maid! Bah!”
And he smoked harder than before.
This was the trouble. Paterfamilias
wanted his only son to marry a fortune,
and he did not care whether it came
in the hands of a demon or an angel.
Miss Aurora Silver had a fortune of
half a million, at the least calculation,
and possibly a few thousands over, and
best of all—or worst, just as you choose
—she had her eye upon Tom.
Now Fannie Cliff was a beauty, and
Tom Elton’s father raved like a mad
man when he brought Fannie’s name
before him, and threatened him with a
good thrashing and a beggar’s portion.
“You are 25 years old, sir, without
any legitimate profession, or any defi
nite idea of the object of your existence.
My money is no surer than that of
thousands of my fellow-merchants who
are failing ever} day, and if you are
waiting for it you are building your
expectations on a very poor foundation.
You must do something. Miss Silver
is to be had for the asking, and if you
bring the name of that pauper girl Cliff
up again, I’ll turn you out of the
house.”
Tom listened, and went to see Fanny.
But finally ambition seized him.
The Cliff family were bound to econo
mize. Tho mother and eldest daughters
worked in the kitchen, and did their
own sewing, and Mr. Cliff sat out the
ash barrel and carried his own coal. It
was not nice to think about, even
thqpgh he loved Fanny, tor at home
there were two or three girls in the
kitchen,' and a man to attend to the coal
and ashes.
He went to Miss Silver’s ball. There
were the first people in the city. Wo
men wearing fortunes on neck and arms,
and chatting with millioners. There
were gold and silver dishes sparkling
in the soft light, and holding forth rare
tropical fruits and mellow wines.
He did call up his father’s words
and Fanuie’s poverty, and Mis Silver’s
face looked quite brilliant.
The plain little parlor at Mr. Cliff’s
and the gorgeous saloon came np side
by side, and in his disgust he squeezed
his partner so tightly that she believed
him trapped after all -
Something—the evil one, Tom after
ward said—put it into his head to pop
the question. His fath r, the splendid
bouse, Mies Aurora’s diamonds, and
the champagne, all got into a muddle,
and to get out of it he proposed—and
he was accepted.
“Tom, dear, don’t be so—so —”
“So what, dearest? Oh, confound the
plant; there is plenty more where that
came from.”
“Yes; but don’t be rude.”
“Who says lam rude? If anybody
says so, lie’s a—well, just let him prove
it.”
Miss Aurora’s nice ideas wore a lit
tle shocked, and even Tom found him
self in a tight place, and so, swearing
eternal constancy, ho bade her good
night and went home.
The next morning he awoke with a
headache, and a confused recollection
of the previous night’s proceedings but
the arrival of a servant with a fond
note from Miss. Silver brought him to
his senses, and he sat up in the bed and
flung his boots at the offending bearer.
Then he bnrst forth, and his loud talk
brought his father.
“Tom! what are you doing?”
“Praying, sir.”
“Well, make less noise about it.
Allow me to congiatulate you. You
are a sensible fellow, and I’ll put $50,-
000 to your account to-day.”
“What's the matter?”
“I received a note from Miss Aurora
this morning, and she modestly informs
me that you have proposed and been
accepted. A half a million, my boy,
is not caught every day.”
Tom rolled over and groaned.
“O Fannie, yon sweet injured dar
ling.”
Miss Silver, in a gorgeous morning
wrapper and natty lace cap, sat enter
taining in a very languid and miserable
sea-sick sort of manner, a gentleman
favorate, Hal Dasher, and frowning
ferociously.
“Mr. Dasher, you shock me!”
“Not half as much, madam, as you
shock me. It is breaking my heart.”
“But, Hal, I cannot think my Tom
the villain you represent him.”
“Who said he was a villain?”
“But you said he was a spendthrift,
and drove fast horses, and went to all
the races, and was too fond of thegirlß,
and drank a great deal too much wine;
and I’d like to know what he is if ho
isn’t a villain?”
“Well, ho is handsome—orhe would
be if it wasn’t for his false teeth.”
“False teeth! He has not got false
teeth. Why, he is not more than 25.”
“It was an accident.”
“An accident? Please tell me about
it.”
“It happened down at Plug Racket’s
place.”
“Oh!”
“He and one of the fellows got into
a muss, and Tom struck him. Bo the
other squared off and hit him, and
knocked out every tooth. How’s that?’,
“Oh, Harry Dasher, it makes me
faint! What an escape I’ve had. Oh!
if I had thrown myself away on such a
wretch! Why, he would break my
heart with neglect. The mercenary
brute! I’ll write and discard him at
once.”
That night Mr. Elton read and re
read a missive, and grew more frantic
with each perusal.
Mr. Eltorv. I consider the engage
ment between myself and your son at
an end. In so suddenly accepting his
offer I was hasty, for I did not under
stand him. I decline uniting my good
family with one whose name and con
nections arc so little known. Y’oura
Aurora Silver.\
“Good family! Name and connec
tions! 1 wish Tom was here. Con
found him, I’ll disinherit him if he dare
to ever look at that old maid. H’m!
I’ll be hanged if my son shall marry
a soap-boiler's daughter it she’b worth
forty-millions. I’d rather he’d marry
Cliff’s daughter. Yes, and by mars,
he shall marry her, and right in the
face and eyes of that tow-headed old
maid. The Cliffs are of better stock
any day.”
It ended in a tip-top wedding in the
face and eyes of Miss Silver, and Hal
Dasher was first groomsman.
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New York.
YIN EGAR VAN.
Vinegarvan Cor. Pliila. Times.
I
This place is not Gown on the maps,
and probably never will be. A month
hence and it will be a city of the past.
Six month 3 ago the spot where it stands
was a rocky hill, covered with a dark
growth of sotallos. prickly pears, cat’s
claws, Spanish daggers and lechegier.
Then the nimble jack rabbit, the
testhetic centipede, the industrious tar
antula, and the pestiferous little beast
in whose honor Vinegarvan is named,
were the sole inhabitants. Now it is a
thriving community of perhaps two
thousand persons, boasts of two stores,
two barber-shops, a bakery, five restan
rants, a hotel, twenty-three saloons aud
a dance hall, besides a Justice of the
Peace and a company of rangers. Six
months hence and aboriginal inhabitants
will creep back, the tborny vegetation
which characterizes the Rio Grande
country will spring up again in rank
luxuriance, even hiding the little
mounds in the graveyard, which insti
tution, by the way, is au indispensable
and well patronized adjunct to a thriv
ing frontier town. Fifteen years ago
towns like Vinegarvan were unknown iu
Texas, and were, from the very nature
of things, an impossibility. They
came with the railroad boom, which
began in 1875, and the state is now
full of them. They are the growth of
a day; they flourish during their brief
existence like a green bay tree, and dis
appear with the same coraet-like ab
ruptness which marked their advent.
One of the first settlers—and my con
temporary —was “Old Roy,” a gamb
ler, saloon keeper, Mexican war veteran,
Indian fighter, and bad man generally.
He kept a saloon, but was usually so
drunk and quarrelsome that people
shunned the place. In one of his sober
moments he realized that business was
literally “going by the door,” and he
was seized with a sudden inspiration
to brighten up trade. Looking up a
pair of six-shooters and a Winchester
rifle, he took his position in the road,
directly in front of his saloon. The
first man who came along was halted
at the muzzle of the Winchester, and
the,following dialogue took place:
“Got any money, partner?” asked
“Old Roy,” toying with the trigger of
the Winchester.
“A little sir” answered the stranger,
with'au uneasy glance at the gun. I’m
a hard-working man, and you wouldn’t
rob me of my little savings—”
The click of the gun-hammer as it
flew back to full cock, checked further
utterance, and it was some time before
even “Old Roy” could find words to
speak.
“Look here, stronger,” he said at
last, “I’m ‘Old Roy,’ by , and I’m
a gentleman. What it that you said
about robbing, hey?” and he raised the
gun to his shoulder.
“I beg pardon sir,” stammered the
stranger; “I mean no offense.”
“Oh, you didn’t, eh?” said “Old
Roy,” lowering thegun. “Well, bein’
as you’re a stranger, I’ll accept yottr
apology. But you must come inside
and set ’em up for the crowd.”
Glad to escape so easily, the fright
ened stranger consented to stand the
treat, and between the gamblers and
“Old Roy” his pile was considerably
diminished before he left the saloon.
Seeing that he had a good thing, the
Mexican veteran continued his system
of solicitation, and so industrious was
he that he soon controlled the trade of
the town, and his saloon was crowded
day and night. To use a favorite slang
phrase, the other saloon-keepers “kick
ed” and petitioned for the rangers. The
rangers came and the bulldosing ceased.
Business again declined at “Old Roys”
saloon, and the proprietor was left to
drink his own vile liquors. Before he
succeeded in exhausting tho supply on
hand a commission arrived from the
Governor appointing the ex-veteran a
Justice of the Peace. Money was scarce
with him, and he immediately conven
ed court. A rich harvest of fines and
costs was garnered in by the new judge
the first day. He closed out the saloon
and has devoted his time and talent
since to expounding, upholding, and
explaining bordor jurisprudence.
Aside from his bibulous peculiarities
“Old Roy” is generous, brave, courte
ous, and a keen lover of fun. He holds
court anywhere and carries a pocketfuj
of blank warrants, one of which he will
fill out and sign at a minute’s notice.
The other morning he went down to the
“bull-pen” and took a look at the pris
oners before court began.
“Turn those two meu loose,” he said
pointing out a pair of “navies” charg
ed with assault and battery.
“They are charged with fighting,
your honor,” explained the ranger ser
geant who had them in charge.
“I don’t care if they’re charged with
murder. Turn ’em loose. They are
both dead broke and we don’t get any
thing if we try ’em.”
Recently his honor got very drunk
aud wanted to run things.
• “I’m the law here,” he cried, jerking
out his six-shooter, “and if anybody
don’t like it they had better hide out,
for I’ve got my war-paint on, and when
‘Old Roy’ gets his paint on he’s hell!”
The ranger sergeant expostulated
with him and tried to keep him quiet.
“Old Roy” wouldn’t quiet.
“You have got to hold court to-mor
row, judge,” said the sergeant at last,
with a quiet determination that meant
business. “I mean to have you sober.”
He ceased, the old veteran’s pistol,
called one of his men, and they soon
had the disper of frontier justice in
irons. They kept him chained up until
he was sober, and only released him
then npon his solemnly promising to
keep sober.
There is a gambler here in the saloon
attached to the dance-house who re
joices in the name of Faro Jake. Jake
is a very gentlemanly fellow and as
polite as a French dancing master. He
has no small vices—neither smokes,
drinks chews nor swears. He is ac
counted the most expert faro dealer on
the frontier. He lives in a little tent
on the outskirts of the town, his com
panion being a lovely little girl about 6
years old who calls him papa. The
little one’s name is Bessie. She is a
pure and innocent creature,with afresh
sunny face lighted by great blue eyes.
Her hair is as flossy as cornsiik and
hangs down her back in long curls. At
very infrequent intervals she comes
into town. I was here on the occasion
of one of these rare visits. It was Sun
day evening and work being suspended
on most ot the railroad contracts the
town was full and business was boom
ing. The saloon where her father deals
is the largest in town, and at least 200
rough men, armed to the teeth, were
scatteied about the apartment. A
dance was in progress in the hall. It
was just aftei pay-day. Money was
flush, and was being squandered with
prodigal liberality. I was seated at
the corner of the bar wathing the nim
ble fingers of a mont dealer at an
adjoining table. The air about me was
blue with tobacco smoke and profanity.
Suddenly a hush fell upon the rioters
aud all eyes were turned toward the
door. Standing on the threshold, with
a half-confident, half-timid look upon
her face, was little Bessie. She was
dressed in a snow-white dress, and her
dimpled arms were clasped about a
rough doll, which she held tight to her
breast.
“Come in, litrle one!” cried a big
“navvy.” “Sure there’s no man here
will harm a hair uv your head, ye pritty
little sun-bame.”
Thus assured Bessie came into the
room and walked straight to the table
where her father was dealing.
“Bessie!” he cried aud frowned.
“Oh, papa!” she shouted and sprang
forward. “I was so lonely, and I just
come for one kiss.” She put her arms
around the gambler’s neck and laid her
soft cheek against his. “Now, please
don’t be cross, papa. Kiss me, and I’ll
go right back.”
Faro Jack kissed the soft red mouth
uplifted to his a dozen times.
“I can’t be cross with you Bessie,”
he said, and carried her to the door.
“Run home now, like a good girl.”
The hush in the room had deepened
and men who, for aught I know, had
hands red with the blood of their fei
low-kind, held their breath in the pres
ence of this vision of loveliness and
purity. Jake stooped to kiss her again
at the door. One of the dance-hall
sires had been devouring the little one
with hungry eyes. As Bessie gathered
her doll closer and prepared for the run
home, she stepped forward.
“Jake!” she said, in a hoarse voice,
and touched the gambler’s arm. “1
know I ain’t fit to, but will you let me
kiss her?”
Bessie heard the question and turned
her wondrous blue eyes toward the
speaker’s face.
“Papa don’t care,” she said, “he
likes to have people kiss me.”
The woman sprang forward and
caught her in her arms. She kissed
the pure face a score of times and hug
ged her close.
“God bless you, little angel!” she
said, and, setting Bessie down, she
turned away. The child ran off, throw
ing back kisses from the tips of her
pink fingers, and the men cheered.
“You’re a fool, Liz!” said a tall
cowboy, striding up to the woman.
“What do ye want to act so boyish
for? Come, let’s have another drink
and go bafik to the hall.”
“No!” cried the woman, fiercely.
“I dance no more, drink no more this
night.”
She rushed past the cowboy toward
the door leading to her tent. When
she passed me her painted face had a
new light in it and there were tears in
her eyes. Ah! one sees a great deal of
human nature, good and bad, at Vine
garvan.
MY DEAR BOY,
tf you aro Anxious to ftliine Among
the Truly Diood Head this.
Burlington Hawlteye.
Teleraachns, it will do you ever so
much good, if every once in a while you
will go away by yourself for an hour
or two and get real well acquainted
with yourself. “Asa man thinketh.
so is he.” And you will never “know
thyself” thoroughly unless now and
then you get alone and talk to yourself,
cross-examine yourself; learn what you
know, what are your ambitions, your
aims, your hopes; what is your real
character, because, my dear boy, your
reputation may be one thing and your
character quite another Borne times
it does happen, in this faulty old world
that a really good man, a man whose
character is above reproach, may bear
the reputation of a rascal, and once in
a while, two or three times in a while,
in fact, a rascal wears the stolen repu
tation of an honest man. Go away now
and then, my boy, and sit down all by
yourself and think. Think of nothing
under the snn but yourself. Yes, I
know, my sor, there are men who never
think of anything else, and God never
made more useless men; but that is be
cause they do all their thinking about
themselves publicly and aloud. They
never think alone.
Yon will be honest with yourself
when you aro alone, my boy. A man
is apt to be honest with himself in the
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dark. He does not pose in heroic pos
tures when he has no audience. When
he stands face to face with himself,
with no human eye to watch him, and
no hnman ear to listen to his confession
and only his Maker, who knows every
secret motive aud thought of his life,
to see and to listen, a man has to be
honest. How could he be a hypocrite
then? Why, my boy, I sometimes
think when the “two men went up in
the temple to pray,” the Pharisee was
partly led to pray as he did, because he
prayed for the audience; to the congre
gation rather than to God. He had
his position in society and in the syna
gogue to maintain, and he wanted every
man who heard that prayer to know
just what kind of man he was and how
good he was, and so he told all the good
things about himself that he knew.
“I am not as other men are—extortion
ers, unjust, adulterers, or even as this
publican.” But the poor publican,
“standing afar off,” —ah that was what
made him honest; he was away from
the crowd-} nobody could hear him; he
was alone with God; the omnipotent
and omniscient who knew the secret
heart of the publican better than the
poor man knew it himself, and knowing
this, standing face to face with himself,
he had to be honest; he said and he
knew how weak and faulty he was;
how married was all his lile with bright
promises and poor, broken, incomplete
fulfillments, and as he faced himself
and realized how weak and faulty all
his life had been and was, he did not and
“would not so much as lift np his
eyes unto heaven, but smote npon his
breast” from his penitent heart and
quivering lips broke the old prayer; the
cry for mercy that has welled up from
humon hearts ever since, echoing the
wailing cry of the poor man who stood
afar off; “God be merciful to me a sin
ner.”
Get away from the crowd a little
while every day, my boy. Stand one
side and let the world run by, while
you get acquainted with yourself, and
see what kind of fellow you are. Ask
yourself hard questions about yourself;
find out all you can about yourself.
Ascertain from original sources if you
are really the manner of man people say
you are. Find out if you are always
honest; if you always tell the square,
perfect truth in business deals, if your
life is as goo.d and upright at 11 o’clock
as it is at noon; if yon are as sound a
temperance man on a fishing expedition
as you are at a Sunday-shcool picnic;
if yon are as good a boy when yon go
to Chicago as you are at home; if, in
short, you really are the sort of young
man your father hopes you are, your
mother says you are, and your sweet
heart believes you are. Get on inti
mate terms with yourself, my boy, and,
believe me, every time you come out of
one of those private interviews you
will be a better, stronger, purer man.
Don’t forget this, Telemachus, and it
will do you good.
Few Arithmetic Problems.
In a school room are twelve benches
and nine boys on a bench. Find who
stole the teacher’s gad.
A laundress takes in twelve shirts
and has four stolen from her line. How
many are left and what are the losers
going to do about it?
A farmer sold eleven bushels of pota
toes, with the product purchased two
gallons of whisky at ninety cents per
gallon. llow much per bushel did he
get for his tubers, aud where did he
keep the jug?
A hoy earned twenty cents per day
for eighteen days and bought his moth
er a muskrat muff costing $2.10. How
much did he have left to go to the cir
cus with?
A mother standing at the gate calls
to her boy who is exactly 68 feet dis
tant. It takes two minutes and 22
seconds for the sound to Teach him.
Find from this the velocity with which
a woman’s voice travels.
A certain young man waiks five
sevenths of a mile for seven nights in
a week to see his girl, and after put
ting in 112 nights he gets the bounce.
How many miles did he hoof it alto
gether, and how many weeks did it take
him to understand that he wasn’t
wanted?
A father agreed to give his son four
and one-half acres of land for every
cord of wood he chopped. The son
chopped three-sevenths of a cord and
broke the ax and went off hunting rab
bits. How much land was he entitled
to?
A woman earned 42 cent per day by
washing, and supported a husband who
consumed four dollars worth of provis
ions per week. How much was Bhe
in debt at the end of each month up to
k-house.the time he was sent to the wor
Two men agreed to build a wall to
gether. One does four-fifths of the
bossing and the other three-tenths of
the work, and they finally conclude to
pay a man $lB to finish the job. Find
the length and height of the wall,
A woman who arrives at the depot
three minutes ahead of train time. She
has to kiss seven persons, say "good
bye” to thirteen others, send her love
to twenty-two relatives and see to four
parcels. She accomplishes it all and
has forty-one seconds to spare to tell a
dear friend how to mix seven different
ingredients into a mince pie. How
long did it take the train to reach
Chicago.
Bad temper often proceeds from
those painful diorders to which wo
| men are subject. In female com
plaints Dr. B. V. Pierce’s “Favorite
Prescription is a certain cure. By all
l druggists.
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