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TOWN COUNCIL.
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. F. Smith, Coroner,
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ELLIJAY, GA.
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THOMAS F- GREER.
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. ELLIJAY, GA.
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HE NEVER TOLD A LIE.
I saw him standing in a crowd—
A comely youth and fair !
There was a brightness in his eye,
A glory in his hair 1
I saw his comrades gaging on liim--
His comrades standing by,
I heard them whisper each to each,
“He never told a lie ”
1 looked in wonder on that boy,
As lie stood there so young;
To think that never an untruth
Was uttered by his tongue.
1 thought of ad the boys I’d known—
Myself among the fry—
And knew of none that one could say,
“He never told a lie.”
I thought of questions very hard
For boys to answer straight:
•‘How did you tear your pantaloons?”
“My son, what caused the fight ?”
“Who left the gate ajar last night?”
“Who bit the pumpkin pie!"
What boy could answer all of these,
Anil nevof tell a lie ?
I proudly took him by the hand—
My words of praise were fife;
I blessed that boy who never told
A falseliooe in bis life ;
I told him I was proud of him—
A fellow standing by
Informed that that buy was dumb
Who never told a lit!
HER HAIR-BRUSH.
Many years ago Austin , yet
a boy in years, young ardent,
handsome, but quite untaught,
left his cabin in the far West
to become a scholar in a certain
Western college then, in its in
fancy.
The boy longed for education,
for the opportunity of becoming
a man amongst men in the fu
ture; but lus longings would have
been fruitless, and he must have
been contented with such poor
instruction as the winter evening
school of his native place ; Horded,
had not his father once saved the
life of a man who had since gain
ed great political power. This man,
traveling westward once more,
had gratitude enough to remem
ber his old friend and the service
he rendered him, and visited him
in his humble home. There he
learnt of the boy’s longing for a
better education and promised to
insure his free admission to the
college. lie was as good as his
word. In a little while the nec
essary letters and papers were
received, and Aauslin became the
hero of the household. Father
mother and sisters all busied
themselves in preparations for
ltis departure. His father who
could turn his hand to anything,
mended all the boy’s old shoes
with the strongest and neatest
patches and dressed a fine skin to
make him a winter cap. The
sisters stitched awav at six new
white shirts, which they after
wards washed,starched and iron
ed. The mother having spun,
woven and dyed some woolen
stuff, cut and made for him a
complete suit of a snuff-colored
brown, with large metal buttons.
His grandmother knitted him a
number of blue yarn stockings, a
red comforter, and mittens to
match. Never was Saratoga
trunk packed with such pride as
the small one coversd with hair’
and actually an ancient relic,
which was lugged down from the
loft for his benefit.
They made him try his suit on,
and walked around him to admire
it.
There won’t be nobody to equal
him at that there college,\ said
hi s grandmother. “But you
mustn’t get proud and sot up, Aus
tin, but always treat the poorest
commonest polite your grandi
(her always did, even when he
was sheriff.”
Austin did not say much, bur.
he was quite content. He thought
how kind they were to him; how
much they had spent on his out
fit ; how much his father would
“A Map of Busy Life—-Its Fluctuations and its Vast Concerns.”
ELLIJAY, GA, THURSDAY, MARCH IG, 1882.
find the farm work when lie was
gone.
“I hope good wili come out ol
this,” lie said,“ and that I’ll be
able to make you all more com
fortable some day.”
“A man with education may be
most any thing in this great court
try,” said his father ; ~and I think
you’ve got natural pars, Austin.’’
Then they sat down to their
last supper together. Coffee, ha
con arnl injliau bread smoked on
the board. The mother ran to
and fro between the fire and the
table, as the exigencies of the
meal demanded. One big bed
stood in i far-away corner of the
big room.
The only other room furnished
sufficient sleeping accommodation
for“ granny and the girls.” Un
til now Ausli’n had been in the
loft.
However, extensive accommo
dation was not needed, tor the
family ablutions were for the
most part performed in a corner
of the general living-room, where
comb ami brush, a long roller
towel, and a tin basin always
hung beside the one looking
glass ol the establishment.
Of t e n afterwards Austin
thought of that homely picture.
Before dawn next morning he
had left it behind him, his regrets
half smothered in bright anticipa
tions.
It was late at night when the
boy arrived at the little town on
which the college was situated
lie had known beforehand that
he was to board at the home ol
of one of the professors, but he
had no idea what the professor’s
home was like, When he stood
within the wide hall and saw,
through the ouen parlor doors,
the carpets, the mirrors, the ma
hogany furniture, he was quite
amazed. To any one of experi
ence the dwelling would have
seemed simply old-lashioned,
commodious, and well cared for;
but to Austin it was a palace.
The family had, for the most
part, retired, but his host kindly
came down siairs, wrapped in his
dressing gown, and ordered him
a little sup; er in the dining room
For the first time the mystery ol
s fork with three prongs was re
vealed to young Austin ; but he
had resolved to use his eyes and
be surprised at nothing—never,
if possible, to appear in the role
of“country greenhorn.”
However, in the seclusion of
iiis own bed room he stared
about him in astonishment. Was
he actually to sleep here? No
wonder that people who had been
to cities talked so much about
them. The white counterpane,
tiie pretty carpet, the pictures on
the walls, the marble tops of the
furniture, and the pink and white
toilet set were each examined.
“All of this comes of educa
tion,” thought Austin. “Perhaps
if I get to be a professor, or some
thing, I can give the folks a home
like this. Jingo, wouldn’t Sukey
be tickled, and wouldn’t mother
be proud 1”
He undressed himself with a
heart full of hope, and lying
down upon the wonderful while
bed, dreamt that he was a king.
In the morning the awakened
early, and having washed him
self, looked about for a brush and
comb. The family arrangements
being very simple, as we have
said, nobody had remembered
the necessity of these articles of
toilet, and Austin resolved to go
in search of the professor and
borrow a comb.
Walking down stairs in bis
shirl-sleeves, he saw the uarlor
door open and looked in.
The professor was not there,
but before a long looking glass,
which hung between the win-
dows, stood the most beautiful
girl he had ever seen. She was
brushing her hair. A little, ivo
ry-backed brush was in her
hand, and a pretty comb lay on
the marble slab beneath the
glass.
It was late autumn weather,
and though fires had been made
iu the living rooms, none had yet
been thought necessary in sleep
ing apartments. Tiie professor’s
daughter, Elma, had found her
room chilly',and gone down into
the parlor to finish dressing her
hair.
At the unexpeeied advent of
the youth in his shirt sleeves, she
blushed, hastily fastened up her
tresses and retreated to a win
dow. ashamed, as most young la
dies would have been, of being
so caught. But Austin, who had
determined to use In's eyes and do
as others did, and never, never to
be considered ‘green,” fancied
lie comprehended the situation'
at a glance. To him, the long
mirror and the ivory comb and
brush represented the little look
ing-glass and the more humble
implements in the kitchen at
home. He therefore advanced
modestly, but witii decision,
stood before the mirror, picked
up the brush, and having proved
his “good manners,” by bowing
to the young ladv, arranged his
somewhat flowing locks to the
best advantage and placed the
brush upon the slab again.
On the instant the beautiful
young lady, with whom the boy
was already half in love, had
sailed from her position in the
window and snatched up the
brush he had just laid down. A
trown was upon her brow. Was
she angry ? What was it about?
In an instant lie knew, for she
had opened the wi,.dow and
thrown the brush out.
That morning, hungry as he
was, Austin did not appear at the
breakfast table. The professor’s
daughter had told her story, and
her father quite understood the
boy's absence. He sought him
out. befor the hour for proceed
ing to the college came, and said
what tie could in apology, and
forced Austin to eat. and drink:
but nothing he could say or do
soothed the lad iu the least.
After a white he said sullenly :
“Couldn’t 1 live somewhere
else —not at your house?”
“But why do you wish to do
so ?” asked the professor
“It would’t be quite polite to
say,” responded Austin.
“No matter say it,” responded
the professor.
“Well, yon put on too many
frills, and I hate that girl so that ,
I wish she was a boy and 1 could .
llog her,” replied Austin.
After this the professor told the
new pupil that it should be as he j
wished. He knew very well that
the ladies would be very glad to ,
be rid of so undesirable and ill
mannered an inmate, and board
was found for Austin in a much
plainer home. As he lett- the
professor’s residence the boy
looked about him, and saw Miss
Elma’s brush lying on the gar
denbed amidst some fast-fading
artemesias. lie stooped an and
picked it up.
“I'll keep it to remember you
bv,” be said, bitterly, looking
back toward the parlor windows.
No one heard him. He wished
no one to hear —but how he hat
ed her!
As lor Elma, she soon forgot
the “impertinent boy from the
backwoods.”
But tho boy went to college,
and alter much misery, took a
good position amongst his fel
lows. What he had suffered he
alone knew. For awhile that
first experience of his made him
a sort of Ishineal; but he had pa
tience, power and ambition, and
fortune favored him. After lie
had graduated people began to
“hear of him.” lie was a prom
ising voung lawyer. Then a
distinguished one. lie realized
his youthlul dreams. Tiie family
he had left iu that cabin in the
backwoods shared his prosperity.
They lived in a house tar finer
than that wiiih had so astonished
the.boy. llis sisters were edu
cated by him. He never fell any
false shame iu owning as his
parents the old people whose day
tor education had gone by. But
still in a locked drawer of ins
desk tic kept a little ivory hair
brush, and still the sight of it
could bring heck tiie hoL flush of
mortification i. it he experienced
in that houi .viien Miss Elma
tiirew it fioin (tie window be
cause he had used it.
He knew now that it was sim
ply because lie had done what was
not customary, and that this dis
play’ of iier offence was not quite
lady-like ; but at the time tiie
act had had more meaning to
him. Unaccustomed to undivid
ed and exclusive liair-brushes,he
had believed lliat she thought
him exceptionally disgusting one
whose touch would defile any
thing, and he could not forget.
He biill hated her.
Distinguished lawyers are oft
en also distinguished society
men. This was llie case with
Austin. No greater eonversa
tionalist was to be met with, no
more elegant dancer. Hostesses
rejoiced in him, and fair maidens
smiled upon him. Many won
dared why he had never chosen
a wife. Austin otten asked the
question of himself. Whenever
lie did so his mind went back to
the first glimpse of tiiat beautiful
girl who had insulted him. Nev
er had he admired any one so
much since that day. But he
was not ungallant, and it was
even possible for him to approach
the borders of a flirtation.
After all. this is but a small
world. We generally meet to
hear of people we iiave known
once, after many days have pass
ed, and often in the most unex
pected places.
“Let me introduce you to Mrs-
X,” said a lady to Austin one
evening, -rflie is a very beau
tiful widow, a daughter of the
late Professor S "
She led him across the roam.
•Elma,” she said, touching a
graceful lady upon the shoulder.
The lady turned. Austin look
ed once more upon the heroine o!
the hair-brush. Peculiar emo
tions moved him, but he went
through tiie introduction with
iiis usual ease. The lady, for her
part, did not recognize the boy.
whom she had seen but once, in
ibis finished man of the world
she had even t rgotten his name
—but she was very charming.
After this he saw her olVen.
When he did not meet her be
thought of her.
One morning, toward the close
of the season, the distinguished
lawver hiiusett invited his triends
to a lunch par.y. It was to be a
splendid affair. His one yet un
married sister played the part
of hostess. The professor's
daughter came with the rest.
Two splendid parlors were pre
pared tor their accommodation.
A third was the dressing room—
here the ladies deposited their
cloaks and bonnets.- Here, be
lore a large mirror, lay a little
| ivory brush. Austin had placed
;it there. It was the one he had
found in tne garden-bed so long
!
ago.
“She inav see it again and nev
er know it,” he said.
All that day he hovered neat
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Eirna. TV hen, lunch being over,
Hie guests promenaded in the
fine garden, he walked beside
her. It was as she stooped to
examine a beautiful rosebush
that a long, prickly branch
caught in her elaborately dressed
hair and disturbed its elegance.
• Tmust go into the house a
moment and make myself tidy.’*
she said,
He offered her his arm.
When she had entered the
dressing room he could not re
frain from standing where lie
could catch a glimpse of her.
Bhe had unpinned the tress, and
had smoothed its natural waves
with the long disused brush.
Her hair was quite in order again
but as she turned toward the
door Austin crossed the tliresh
hoid, picked up the brush she
had just used, and with an
sullied frown, sent it flying
through the window.
Elma started back, astonished,
oflended, half inclined to believe
her host gone mad. Suddenly a
recollection thrilled her. Was it
possible ?—noulil it be?
She turned a gaze of mute in
quiry upOH the man who stood
looking down upon her,
“It is the very same brush,
said he. “I hare kept it ever
since I picked it up trom the bed
of artemesias in your father’s
garden. I said Vendett>’ whenev
er I looked at it. Bit since I
have metjou—well, since I have
met you my thoughts have
changed. I have thrown all thaf
awav with the brush. Elma, von
made me very miserable that
morning. Will you make me
very happy to day ?”
“Ilow can I make yon happy ?
asked she.
“By saying ‘yes' when I ask
you to be my wife,” he answered.
It was she who picked the
hair-brush up this time and
ried it away, but not for iiate.
The vendetta ha l ended in a
lover’s kiss. —Miry Kyle Dallas,
in Sew York Ledyer.
Influence of Newspapers.
A school- teacher. wlro has been a long
tin* entrust'd in Ins profession and wit
nessed the ifl.ieuce of a news paper on the
minds of a family of children, writes as
follows : I have found it to be a universal <■
fact without exception, that those scholars,
of both sexes, ami of all ages who have ac ■
cess to news-papers at home, wl-en com"
pared itb those who have not, are :
First—-better readers, excellent in pronuus
ciatiou, and consequently read more un
derstanding!}*.
Second—They are belter filers, ami
define words with esse and accnracv.
Third--!iit'T obtain practical knowl
edge of geographi y in almost half the
lime it requires of others, its the newspa
pers hare made them acquainted with the
location of the important places, the mu
tare of their government, ind doings on
the' globe.
Fourth—They are better grammarians,
for having become so familiar with every
style iu the newspapers from toe common
place advertisements to the fiuished and
classical oration of tin; statesman,- they
more readily cotnpreueud the mcaurng of
the test, aud consequently analyze its con
struction with accuracy.
Fifth—They write better compositions,
using better language, correctly expressed.
t*isth—Those young : ton who have tor
years best readers of newspapers, aud are
always taking the lead m debating socie
ties, exibi* a more extensive knowledge up
on a greater varity of subjects, and ex
press their views with greater fluency,
clearness and correctness—Ex.
I A i.awykr. having some legal business to
j transact with a widow lady, took occasion
jto inquire her age, the matron, who hail
I long since doffed the “widow’s weeds,”
attempted to look prim, aud muck young
\cr than sire really was, as she replied:
“Thirty-live, sir.” Then, turning to the
daughter, he said : May I be ski bold, Miss,
as to inquire your age 2” “Certainly. I
am a little past S3—’most three years
younger than mother