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. THE NORTH GEORGIA CITIZEN, DALTON, GA. Simple Story of John What. there came into the lives boy- not The One time ves 0 f two young people a little _ s o very little and so red that ^ eQ jus father saw him for the ^ t t i me he threatened to call biro a ruby an( ^ use ^ or a watch charm. The little boy did know that his minute bulk brought him this insult, and b e ld no grudge against his father, but curled back in his soft wrap pings and snuffled and paid no at tention. There came a time, how- evar, when he liegan to pay atten tion ; not only to his happy par- eI1 ts, but to other things—the window curtain, for instance ; the coverlet over his bed, the shaft of sunshine which shot from window curtain to coverlet, and which vainly he attempted to grasp. By and by this little boy passed the ages of infancy and reached— pardon me for not explaining “ages of infancy ” at the first. I believed that it was generally known that in babyhood the plural construction should be used al ways, for while larger people must be content with one birthday a year, the little boy in dresses has at least half a dozen. He has his first week and then his first month; at three months he celebrates an other “ birthday,” and at six ; and on every month up to the comple tion of the year there is declared a holiday upon which it is fitting and proper for visitors to be as tounded at the marvelous growth of the baby. Where was I ? Ah, yes ; I was saying that this little bov, having passed all those stages up to the wonderfully mature period of three years, became ac quainted with John What. Who was John What? He came suddenly from that mysteri ous region in which the fairies have their home, and Red Riding- hood and Tom the Piper’s son, and all that lot. And he went away after a time and has never siuce returned, so that he could not be questioned in detail as to his place of residence or how he came to leave it to be the at tendant, the refuge, the friend, of this little boy. John What’s first appeared in this way : The little boy’s mother went where he was playing one day and found him cheerfully chatting with himself. This is my wubber ball,” he said. “ Did you ever see me fwow | it?” “ Did you speak to me, sweet- I heart ? ” his mother asked. “No, I’m ’payin’ wif John.” “ And who is John, dear ? ” I “ Why mamma, don’t you know?” wonderingly. “John? Zat’s just John.” “ And where is he ? ” “ Don’t you see him, mamma ? ’ somewhat nettled. “ Wight over zere on my li’l chay-oh ? ” The word “ chay-oh ” will be under stood as meaning a “ chair.” She was but an amateur as a i mother, and she read the wonder- | ful things in the newspapers— | those articles concerning “ moth- | firs’ congresses ” and conventions °f childless people, who feel an errand to tell persons who have children what to do about them a *id how to raise them. So she spoke to her own mother about the baby’s imaginary playfellow, find, asked if she thought the same ought to be discouraged. “Dear me, no,” the grandmother said. “ Why when you were five years old you had three play mates of that kind that you used m spend the whole afternoons talk- mg to them and having them help y°u dress dolls.” So the young mother took an mterest in John, as indeed she had mason to, for a day or so later 5 Wd John as an arbiter of mily fortunes, and for the first disclosed his surname. Some l ^ e malefaction was scored gainst the child, and he was re- f r °ved for his conduct. Straight- , ensued this appeal to the mgker court: “ I m goin’ to tell John on you,. and to feel that if she could only mamma. You just see what he exchange this worthless and worn- says. John! What? Mamma treated me mean ! All wight for her ! “ Thay-oh, now; see what he says.” In triumph. It was such a funny little ap peal and so promptly heard and decided that his mother, instead of being overwhelmed with shame was delighted. “Was that John who was talk ing to you ? ” she inquired. “ Yes—an’ he said: ‘ All wight for you.’ ” “Was it he who answered ‘ What ’ when you called ? ” The little head shook affirmatively. “ Well, I wish my little boy would answer his mamma when she calls him half as promptly. Let me hear you call him again.” Proud of this interest, the little boy did not even wait for the in sertion of commas or semi-colons this time, but r.ittled through his dialogue with John in one key and without stopping for a breath: Johnwhatmammalike8you ! ” out old life of hers for that little dawning of existence she would know why she had lived to this time. Kneeling by his bed, red eyed and stony-faced, was his mother, she who had first heard him call to John What. And on the other side, also kneeling and with hands tight clasped, was a man, and if you looked twice or thrice at that drawn face you might recognize it as that of the man who laughed three years or more ago, and said he would call the baby a ruby and use him for a watch charm. The evening came, and the twi light, and the time ticked on into the night. The lamplight fell upon them, and I believe that all three were praying. But a stronger agency than their prayers was acting, and toward midnight the little boy woke and looked languidly about him. Suddenly the clock away down in the city tower began striking the hour and J the little lips moved : Then a pause for a gasp of breath. Then : “ All wight! I like her an’ I’m doin’ to div her a tiss ! ” And then, wonderful to relate, John What, incarnated in the form of the little boy, took advantage of the corporeality of the latter, and rushed into the arms of the one who had been called “mamma.” After that John What became a recognized member of the family. When the little boy felt that he had a grievance he would stand up very straight, and looking away from his loving enemies, he would say : “ John What, zair mean to me, all wight for zem ! ” And that, of course, was as much as excom munication. Sometimes the mother would grow reflective and think how for tunate the little boy was in pos sessing a friend who would always support and cheer him, who knew his inner feelings, and who would never become untrue—one to whom he could always fly for en couragement and consolation when childish afflictions came—one who with a cheerily called “ all right ” could straighten all entanglements and bring back peace. She thought how much better it would be for the world if grown up people could have such friends —friends who would answer them the very instant they were called upon, and who, in answering, would do the thing exactly needed to brighten darkness—whose lan guage, even to the remotest con sonant’s sound, would be the very speech the appealing one would most care to hear. Sometimes she wished she might call: “John! What? The world is full of trouble, and all people are not as happy as we two and our little boy. All right; I’ll fix it up.” One day the little boy turned from his blocks and his rubber ball, and with a look in his eyes which was toward the far-away, he said: “ John—What. “ I’m kired. I want my mamma.” They took him up to his little room where in bad weather he played most, and where his mother usually sat and talked to him and told him stories as she sewed, and looked at him and thought that the world was divided into two equal portions—himself and the rest of it—and that he was more than all the other part of the world. They took him there where she used to sit and think thus idly, and they laid him on his small, white bed, and they gathered about him and were glad when he stirred, and were fearful also. The grandmother, who had looked kindly upon his imaginary companion in that day back yon der, was there to do and to pray six, the “ One, two, free, fo\ fi\ seben,” and for the rest of twelve the clock tolled on unac companied, for he had never been able to count above eight. But as the last rolling note from the tower echoed and died away in mellow sound there was another movement of the baby lips : “ John ! ” “ What! ” “ I’m doin’ to do—whay-oh you are. I’m doin’—” And that was all. For John What did not answer ever again.— Chicago Record. For OVei' Fifty Years Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup has been used by millions of mothers for their children while teething. If disturbed at night and broken of your rest by a sick child suffering and crying with pain of Cutting Teeth send at once and get a bottle of “ Mrs. Wins low’s Soothing Syrup ” for Chil dren Teething. It will relieve the poor little sufferer immediately. Depend, upon it, mothers, there is no mistake about it. It cures Diarrhoea, regulates the Stomach and Bowels, cures Wind Colic, softens the Gums, reduces Inflam mation, and gives tone and energy to the whole system. “ Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup ” for Children Teething is pleasant to the taste and is the prescription of one of the oldest and best female physicians and nurses in the United States. Price 25 cents a bottle. Sold by all druggists throughout the world. Be sure and ask for “ Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup.” 6-17-lyr. Knew What They Wanted. “ Elect me your sheriff,” shouted the candidate for that office. “ I promise you that you shall have a faithful and painstaking official.” « Elect me,” came back his op ponent, “ and I’ll promise you that you shall have a faithful and thief-taking administration,” Jand he was elected by the largest ma jority in the history of the county. —Free Press. .OPENS AUGUST 29th, 1898.. Oalfon penile (ollege, DALTON. GEORGIA. Preparatory, Academic and Graduate Courses. Business Course as Complete and Thorough as in any Business College. A Special Normal Course for Training Teach ers. Superior Advantages in Music and Art. Instruction in every Branch Thorough and Practical. Boarding Department, the home of the Teach ers. For Catalogues, or further information, address MABEL HEAD, PRESIDENT. DALTON. GEORGIA. The only safe, ms and reliable Female FILL ever offered to Ladies, especially recommend- ed to married Ladies. Auk for DB. MOTT'S PEHHYBOTAL FILLS and take no other. |ar Send for circular. Price $1.00 per box, 6 boxes Tor $o.OO. DR. MOTT’S CHEMICAL CO., - doveLand, Ohio. PENNYROYAL PILLS. Fof Sale by TH*E UOWRY DRUG GO-, Dalton, Ga. ETHICS AND BUSINESS CLASHED. A Word to the Wise Should be Suffi cient. “I first began my practice,” the doctor remarked between the puffs of a cigar, “down in a little town in Georgia. Business came pretty slow, and I had made up my mind that I should not advertise, and I want to tell you how it came out. The proprietor of one of the papers came to me one day with the re mark : “ ‘Doctor, I want a little ad from you for the Weekly Razoo.’ “ ‘I couldn’t do it, my good friend,’ I replied, ‘for it would be a flagrant violation of professional ethics.’ “ ‘What's them ? ’ “ ‘Why the rules of the pro fession.’ “ ‘Oh, I see ! Well, couldn’t you let me use your name in cases where you are called ? ” “ ‘Yes—no objection to that.’ “ ‘And you’ll pay me for it ? ’ “ ‘Not a cent,’ I replied, perhaps a little harshly, for I thought the editor was trying to work me. “Out he went, apparently angry but I paid no attention to it. One day I was looking over the Razoo and in it was the notice of the re covery of a little girl in the town, and the conclusion was the brief but flattering compliment, ‘Dr, Gannt in attendance.’ I confess I thought better of the fellow and was pleased. The next week, however, one of my patients died, and at the conclusion of a very pathetic obituary notice was the same lines, ‘Dr. Gannt in attend ance.’ You ought to have seen me get to the office and get an ad vertisement in the Razoo.” Special Notice. There are quite a number ot subscriptions due The Citizen dat ing several years back. We hope those who are in arrears will look at the date on the label of their paper, and remit at once. Be kind enough to give this matter your attention. tf. An Uncertain Dlien*. There is no disease more uncertain in ill nature than dyspepsia. Physicians say that the symptoms of no two cases agree, it 1 therefore most difficult to make a collect diagnosis. No matter how severe, or under gss ssaarftarttS sss It Can Not be Proven that Dr. Bell’s Pine-Tar-Honey is the best cough and lung remedy on earth unless you will try it. If you do this and don’t agree with us, you get your 25c back quick, right where you buy it. Items From the Jimplecute. Charlie Maddox and Frank Von- herg are on the mountain building an extension to the road leading to the talc quarries. Capt. Ed Rembert and family and a portion of Major Wilson’s family came over from Dalton to campmeeting Sunday. John Springfield, Henry Staples and wife and Mrs. Nick Vance and family, all of Dalton, attended the meeting at the campground. Sunday. The friends of Dr. and Mrs. Sam Brown will be glad to know that they are slightly improved. They have been very low for more than ten days and their lives have been all but despaired of. RESTORED MANHOOD OR. MOTTS HKEVKBDn PILLS The great remedy for nervous prostration and all nervous diseases ol the generative organs of either sex, such as Nervous Prostration. Fall ing or Lost Manhood, Impotency. Nightly Emissions. Youthful Errors, R Mental Worry, excesslvo nse of Tobacco or Opium, which lead to Con- r sumption and Insanity. With every SS order we give a written guar- rkfoke AND AFTER USING, antee to cure or refund the money. Sold at m.OO per box, •boxes BBFUKiS A-riu AS XZ.D. usrnu. Ior (& 00 UR. MOTT'S CHEM1CALCO., Cleveland,Ohio. For sale by the LOWRY DRUG GO., Dalton, Ga. SELL YOUR PRODUCE City men. Feefi anil Sale StaMes. q. q. HANDSOME CARRIAGES. TRUSTY DRIVERS. CTummmmmnnwmimwmmTmTmTmmmmimnmmmunmiwmmmTiTms ► ^ Most all Druggists sell you what you ask for. Some few will ask you to take something which they claim is “just as good.” A little more profit induces them to do so. Dr. Bell’s Pine-Tar- Honey is the best cough, cold and grip cure. After you try it you will like it too well to a( any substitute. For Sale or Rent. Two good river farms locah seven miles east and south-east Dalton, Ga. 400 acres in o tract and 300 in the other tra< About 125 acres of improved lai on each farm. For terms app to Jesse W. Langston, Sept. 15. Amzi, Ga. A Healthy Man WntH the Grip Broke Down Hfe Health —Hood's Sarsaparilla Gave Him Appetite and Sleep. ** Up to the time when I had the grip I Was a strong, healthy man. Alter that I had no appetite and was not able to (eat well at night. I decided to try Hood’s Sarsaparilla and purchased a sup ply. It has done me a vast amount of good. I have a good appetite and can deep well.” Joseph M. Wabdiaw, Borne, Georgia. “I have found Hood’s Sarsaparilla in valuable for purifying the blood and lose of appetite. It cores all eruptions and makes me feel better In every way.” J. A. Croel, Brunswick, Georgia. Wonderful cures of Scrofula, Salt Bheum, Ulcers, Sores, Dyspepsia, and other diseases, prove the great curative, blood purifying and enriching powers of HOOd S 8 parHte The best—in fact the One True Blood Purifier. Insist upon Hood's ; take no substitute. Jt n .,, cure liver ills; eaSY to llOOU 8 PlllS take, easy to operate.900. The prettiest and neatest turnouts to be found anywhere in the city. Open day and night. Special attention to or ders from Commercial travelers. T. J. Bryant, Prop. t BEFORE YOU £ BUY YOUR COAL Come in and let us price it to you delivered either by \ the bushel or car load. IN THE MEANTIME 6 We are headquarters for Dry Goods, Notions, Shoes, Grocer ies, etc., which we will sell a shade lower than any firm in town. ^ [ Yours to please, H0LLAND GROCERY CO. hiimiiiiimmiiiniiiiniiiiiiAiAAAAAmAliAiAAiiAAmnniimiiiiiiAminininiAiAminimAAg 'mem* DALTON MARBLE WORKS GRANITES. 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