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MOTHER'S MENDING BASKET.
' "r and und>r, and in and out.
H*! rwift little needl® flies:
always between h-r and idleness
The minding basket li*s;
wid the jiat ir-nt hands, though -ary,
Work lovingly on and on
t tasks that never are fini-h si,
For mending is never done.
Shetakrw up the father's stinking.
And skillfully knits in the heel,
.aj smooths the seam w ith a tender toueh,
That he may no roughness feel,
nd her thoughts to her merry girlhixsi
An 1 her early wifeh'ssl go,
\nd she smile- of the iirst [>air of fto'kinpt
She knit so long sgo
Then she speaks to the little maiden
Isvj-ning to knit at her side.
Ind telLs her about those stockings
! Hewn and shapeless and w ide—
I had to ravel tb.-m out, my dear:
l*on t tie discouraged, hut try,
\u<i afu-r awhile you'll learn to knit
Ah swift and even as I,”
'lie take* up a little white apron,
And thinks of the woeful face
*f l*or darling when she came <Tving;
Oh, mamma, I’ve torn my lace.”
• s ’ Hh '* mended the child's pet apron;
Then *<sik up a tiny shoe,
\/id fastened a stitch that was broken,
And tied the ribbon of blue
I he maiden lias weaned of working
And gone away to her play;
The sun in the west is sinking
At the dose of the ipiiet day.
•Now the mother’s hands are resting
Still holding a stocking of red,
'nd her thoughts in the twilightshadow
To the far off future have fled.
' h, where will the little feet wander
Sefore they have time to rest*
" here will the bright hearts lie pillowed
When the mother's loving breast
Is under the spring's blue violets,
And under the summer grass,
" hen over her fall the autumn leaves.
And the storms of winter pass?”
VikJ a prayer from her heart she utters;
“(l<si bless them, my dear ones all I
1 *h, may it Ik- many, many years
Kre sorrow to them la-fall!”
lo her work from the mending basket
Nlie turns with a heart at rest;
1 ■ -lie knows that to husliand and children I
-Nln iv always the tirst and liest.
ibbe Kinne , in Ledger.
A FAWN THE PRIZE.
V INUII'i lIKTWKKN A ORIZZI.Y AND CALI- I
KOHNIA I.IONS.
Undoubtedly the grizzly bear is a grass I
feeder. Although his main source of
food is roots, herbs, acorns and such nuts
as are to In- met with iu the countries
through which lie ranges, he neverthe- j
less greedily devours the carcasses of any
• lead animals that fail in his wav. No 1
doubt the so-called “monarch of the |
Sierras is often very meat-hungry. By 1
stratagem he may sometimes capture '
small animals, but he is too slow and |
clumsy to overtake deer, elk or antelope, i
unless he shall happen to come upon
these animals when they are badly
wounded. Mountain men have often
wondered how the grizzly bear manages
to subsist at. that season of the year when
there are no berries, and but few pine or
other nuts to lie found. That the “mon- (
arch is not above highway, or rather,
high Sierra robbery, will be seen by what
is recorded ot hiln in the following
sketch:
In October last, in company with a
West Virginian named Richards, I went
up into tin- high Sierras for a two weeks’
hunt. We went to hunt deer, but were !
well prepared to encounter a grizzly bear
or anything else shootable that might i
come in our way. We had with us
a mule on which to pack our blankets, J
provisions and camp utensils, which latter \
Richards, tor some reason unknown to !
mo, always called the “herring lixin’s.”
We led a regular camp life, which was a '
reminder of our old prospecting days. {
Richards declared that this was almost j
good enough without hunting, but com- j
bined with hunting it was the next thing to
l>eing in heaven. As Richards can play on J
no instrument except the jewsharp.he was i
probably much more at home up in the j
mountains than he will be when he !
pitches his tent in the New Jerusalem.
After spending a few days in the
neighborhood of Hope Valley, Ve struck
in West of Lake Tahoe, among the trib
utaries of the American river. #his is a
region justly celebrated among hunters. j
Aloug the creeks, about the springs, and
in the great dark canons, arc to be found
deer, grizzly and cinnamon bears, Cali- I
fornia lions, lynxes, and many smaller i
animals.
The day after we made camp in the
new place Richards was unable to go out
with me, he having sprained his ankle
the evening before in leaping across a
•small stream,therefore I struck out alone. !
l traveled for nearly three hours with- i
out seeing any game larger than a grouse
or a woodchuck, when 1 came to a large
ami deep canon that led down toward the ,
American river. Along this canon were
many lateral ravines and gulches, bor
dering which were numerous small steep
valleys. In one of these dingles I pres- l
ontlv saw among some low bushes a herd
of four or five deer, all quietly feeding. !
By descending the slope of the mountain
a few rods to a line or ledge of rooks
that projected from the side of the canon
l saw that I could get as near to the bend
as 1 eared to be—even nearer—for I
would not again come out in sight of the
deer until at the edge of the vale in
which they were feeding.
Moving cautiously along the edge of
the ledge of rock', which formed a sort
of terrace on the side of the cannon, and
carefully avoiding the starting of lose
stones down the precipitous slope, I at
last reached the bank of the little
ravine on which was situated, some
thirty feet below me, the dell wherein
were the deer. I not only had the shelter
of the ledge of roek several feet in
heighth, but also that of several small
trees that stood on the bank of the
ravine and grew out from among the
lower rocks.
With my Winchester in my hand, I
peered around the corner of my sheltering
rock and saw the deer still feeding, and
only about fifty yards away. Among
them was a noble buck. His antlers
spread like the branches of an aged ce
dar. He stood facing me. I could see
every wink of his eyes. I raised my
rifle, aimed at the centre of his forehead*,
and was just pressing my finger to the
trigger when he suddenly wheeled about,
gave a snort and bounded away, followed
by all the others of the herd.
Before I had,time to even conjecture
what had frightened the animals—indeed
simultaneously with their first bounds—
a large California lion darted from a
clump of bushes, leaped upon the neck
of a fawn that was in the rear of the
herd and dragged it to the ground. The
fawn gave one or two piteous bleats,
when the teeth of the lion rent its jugu
lar and silenced it forever.
Being unable to see the animals dis
tinctly when they were on the ground,
on account of a patch of bu-he- two or
three feet in height. I climbed to the top
of tii! ledge of rock, which was about
ten feet high.
I •/.a now after the lion. When I
| r ‘ a- lied the top of the n* k he was in
I plain -ight. He was tearing at the neck
■if tin prostrate fawn. I was about to
move a little further up the ledge in order
to get a shot at the lion's fore parts,
when a large grizzly burst out of a patch
of chaparral on the opposide side of the
little valley. \\ ith a snort and a growl
he made at the lion.
The new arrival rendered the situation
somewhat complicated, and I 1 i-.vereflmv
rifle, eon eluding to await further develop
ments.
NS hen the b—tr eame up the lion re
treated a few paces, and then stood snarl
ing and lashing its sides with an angrv
tail. The bear which was evidently verv
hungry—paid no attention to the lion,
but at once began gnawing at the neck
of the fawn.
I supposed this was the end of the af
fair between tin- two animals, and was
beginning to thing of putting a bullet or
two into the grizzly. This I might have
safely done from my perch upon the rock,
and w ith two or three trees at hand which
1 could easily climb should the bear at
tempt to scale the ledge. But while I
was still considering the chances I ob
served the lion flatten itself to the ground
and swiftly glide round behind the bear.
Suddenly—like a flash of yellow light
ning -the lion bounded through the air
and landed on the back of the bear's neck,
raking him over the face and eyes with
its sharp claws.
The hear gave a snort of pain and rage,
stopped eating, and for a time stood —
or rather sat up —on the defensive. While
the bear was thus on guard, ready to
strike out with his huge paws, the lion
stood off snarling and lashing its sides
with its tail; but the moment he attempt
ed to resume his meal the lion quickly
circled about and again landed on his
back -bounding away, however, as soon
as the bear began striking at him. The
light had now become so interesting that
I determined to await the result. The at
tacks of the lion were evidently far from
painless to the bear. He bawled lustily
under the sharp claws of his agile enemy.
He soon grew cautions, and, hungry as
he was, endeavored to keep his head con
stantly turned toward the lion. This
the clumsy beast was unable to do, as the
lion circled about him very swiftly, and
crept so low as to be continually ready
for a spring. Beside, while the bear
was turning in one direction his more
nimble antagonist would suddenly whirl
about, circle in the opposite way, and
make his leap; and at each leap he made
the fur fly at a lively rate.
When the bear stopped eatingand stood
on his guard the lion stood off and
snarled, but the moment he put his nose
to the fawn his alert foe was upon hTm.
Finally the bear gave tip trying to eat,
and lay down by the carcass, twisting
himself into such a position that he had
the use of both of his paws.
Had the lion then leaped upon the bear
lie would have found himself in a death
hug. The battle now seemed to be a
sort of tie or draw. Neither animal could
touch Hie prize over which they were
contending.
Matters were at this pass for nearly five
minutes, when the lion elevated liis bead
and gave two or three shrill screams. A
fierce answering cry came from across the
main canon, and soon another lion came
bounding up the ravine into the little
valley. The bear noted this accession to
the force of the enemy, and arose and
seated himself upon his haunches in box- I
ing attitude. The two lions then began j
circling about the bear, by turns dart- j
ing upon him, raking him \vi{h their
claws, and then bounding away. It re
minded me of two cat-birds persecuting
an owl.
Presently, while the bear was wheeling
about to strike at one of the lions, the
other made a rush and dragged away the
carcass of the fawn. He was hauling it
off toward the bottom of the big canon,
some fifty yards away, before the bear
had recovered from his surprise. Even
when he comprehended what had hap
pened the bear did not dare to at once go
to recover the carcass, as the lion that re
mained behind still circled around him,
crouching cat-like, and threatening to
spring.
In a short time, however, this lion also
left and went down into the canon, the
bottom of which I could not see from my
perch on the ledge. The bear looked
thoroughly beaten, and, as I thought, not
a little ashamed of himself. He sniffed
about the ground where the carcass of
the fawn had lain for a time; then, ele
vating his nose, snuffed the air in the
direction of the canon, whither the two
lions had gone with the prize. This prize
he had held just long enough to fairly
arouse his appetite.
After snuffing the air and licking his
chops for a time the old fellow moved
slowly toward the canon. lie did not
advance as if he were going to awake the
battle anew. Both spirit and flesh seemed
weak. When within about twenty yards
of the bottom of the canon he sauntered
out ujKin a point of rock, sat upon his
haunches and looked down toward where
the two lions were feasting.
There on the rock he sat for so long
a time—twisting about on his haunches,
snuffing the air and licking his chops—
that I became satisfied that he would not
renew the contest. As lie sat there,
wrinkling and twisting his nose, the
mark he offered me was too tempting to
be resisted; beside, he was liable at any
moment to drop down upon all fours and
make off. I leveled my rifle for his heart,
and at its crack the great beast pitched
headlong into the canyon and rolled to
the bottom, causing a great crashing of
chaparral and carrying with him about a
cart-load of loose rocks.
The sudden apparition of the bear
coming in such a headlong and tumultu
j otis manner evidently took the two lions
} by surprise, and for the moment demor
alized them. Both bounded into sight
on the opposite side of the canon, and
did not halt until they were ten yards
above its bed.
Evidently the animals had not observed
the crack of my rifle, or if they had ob
j served it they probably connected the re
port with the impetuous charge of the
bear, for soon one of them leaped ujioa a
bowlder and began stretching his neck
and peering back into the canon where
the bear had fallen. As he thus stood he
afforded a tine mark, and, taking careful
j aim. I brought him down.
This time the remaining lion undoubt
j edlv heard the report of my gun. and
; comprehended the danger of its "position,
for it bounded away down along the
rocky slope of the canon, and I saw it
no more.
Descending into the canon I found
the bear lying across the carcass of the
fawn.
I built a fire, before which, on sticks,
I placed to roast several venison steaks,
while I employed myself in skinning the
bear, cutting up the meat and hanging it
out of the reach of foxes and coyotes on
some alders, to be packed away the next
day, when I expected that Richards
would !>e able to assi-t me. When I ban
taken the skin off the boar I did not much
blame him for giving up the fight with
thr two lion; indeed. I felt not a little
pity for the poor old fellow, whose
hunger had made him endure so much.
Their claws had scored him terribly. In
s .a-ral places, particularly about the
'boulders, the cuts had gone quite
througii the skin into the flesh. In fact.,
the skin was so cut up that I preferred
to pack home with me the skin of the
lion—which was a large one—and leave
that of the bear to take its chances along
with the meat until the next day.
Richards cursed his luck high and low
when I returned to camp with the saddle
of the fawn and the lion skin and told
him what a spirited and remarkable fight
I had witnessed. He declared that he
would not have missed such a sight for
♦-TOO in gold coin. Indeed, he became so
excited that he forgot all about his
sprained ankle, and “patroled” in front
of me, when he could have heard my
story quite as well by remaining seated.
/bin l)e Quille, in Cincinnati Enquirer.
Criminals and Their Ways.
Criminals glide back to their old
haunts and their old companions with a
fatal facility. There may seem the
fairest hopes of reformation, but at the
first fire of temptation the frost-work of
new habits melts away at once. There is
a story that a man bought one day, in an
old curiosity shop in Rome, a ring with a
secret spring, in which poison had been
imbedded ever since the days of the
Borgias, and the ancient venom had still
sufficient strength to poison him. There
is the story of a girl of Indian blood who
was thought to be fully reclaimed to
civilization. When some offense had been
given her by her mistress, she tore up her
clothes, squatted on the ground and
howled. Keen insight into human nature
is exhibited by Victor Hugo when he
makes Jane Valjean, even after the for
giveness and generosity of the good
bishop, rob the little Savoyard of his
two-franc piece. It was the temporary
assertion of the tyranny of depraved
habits. “Now, here is a remarkable case
for you,” said a great prison authority to
me one day. ‘ T knew a man who lay under
sentence of punishment of death. It was
either for murder or for burglary, for the
sentence was passed a little while before
the death penalty for burglary was abol
ished. If for murder it must have been
with extenuating circumstances, for the
extreme sentence was commuted into
transportation for life. He went out to
Western Australia, and there behaved so
well that he departed for another part of
Australia with a free pardon. He came
to one of the great Australian towns and.
became a constable, and by degrees chief
constable. Then he thought he would
come over to London fora time. *He did
so, and had not been in London many
weeks before he met with some of his
old pals in the Strand, got mixed up in
some of their evil ways and sent back
again to Australia as a convict. I can
tell you, sir, we see some very queer
things, we who are conected with the
convict system. In this very room where
we are there were two men talking one
morning. The one was the old Marquis
of Westminster and the other was are
leased convict. The Marquis did not
know it was a convict, and the convict
did not know it was the Marquis. “I
think the convicts have not so much to
complain of, and enjoy an extremely
healthy air at Portland,” said the Mar
quis. “I agree with you, sir,” said the
convict, “for I happen to have spent a
good deal of time there myself.”— All the
Tear Hound.
The Shop-Lifter's Mnff.
The French muff is the latest device of
the female shop-lifter, and by those fa
miliar with its construction and perfect
adaptability to its business it is conceded
to be the neatest thing known. Until
the advent of the French muff the ladies
who lived by picking up valuable laces,
silks, and fancy articles in the large
stores had no particular comfort in their
calling, but with the new device they
have been able to reap a harvest despite
the lynx-eyed professional counter watch
ers.
The shoplifter’s muff is outwardly
above suspicion, * there being nothing
about it to betray its capacity for con
cealing plunder. It is covered with any
kind of fur, just as honest muffs are,with
the significant exception that, instead of
being padded with cotton, the fur rests
upon a framework of wire. Between the
fur covering and the wire supporting
frame tire space usually filled with cot
ton is left vacant, thus providing accom
modation for quite a stock of valuable
lace, articles of jewelry, gloves, or any
thing else small and valuable.
In the bottom of the muff there is a
small slide on the inside, worked by the
hand of the wearer, who, after introduc
ing the article stolen into the muff,
presses back this slide and drops the
plunder in the cavity between the frame
and the fur. With one of these muffs
shop-lifting is so easy as to be success
fully practiced by novices, as not one
store-walker in a thousand would suspect
that Ills counters could be worked through
a muff worn as these are when in action.
The operator rests her hand, with the
muff on it. on the goods which she proposes
to sample, and a moment of diverted at
tention on the part of the salesman or
saleswoman is ample for her to transfer
to her ingenious warehouse such samples
as she can conveniently and quickly pick
up with one hand. The movement of
concealing the stolen articles is istantane
ously executed, and however well the
muff may be stuffed, it can not be bulged
out to attract attention, like a cloak or
dress. Ch ieago News.
Hendricks and liis Foot.
During Mr. Hendricks' serious illness
a couple of years ago. I went into his
room one morning and found him look
ing at the afflicted foot with an amused
smile on his face and the familiar sparkle
in his eye. “What do you find so inter
esting in that contemplation, governor?”
I asked, as I took the hand stretched out
to me. He pointed to the foot wrapped
up in numberless bandages and elevated
lon the footboard of the bed at what
seemed, as Air. Hendricks was a tall man,
a good distance from the head. “Doesn’t
it look like a rabbit sitting on a log ?” he
said, and with two ends of the bandages
accidentally exposed on either side like
ears, it certainly did. “Well,” he con
tinued, “I've been thinking, though 1
haven't shot for a long time, that with a
good gun I could hit it, and if I suc
ceeded it would at least have the effect of
changing Thompson’s everlasting ques
tion of ‘How is the foot doing,’ to
’Where in the deuce has the foot gone?’ ”
Thompson was the family physician, to
whom he was much attached.— St. Louis
Republican.
The remains of the distinguished
French officer, Major L'Enfant, who
planned the city of Washington at the
request of the immortal George himself,
lie buried in a garden on the Riggs es
tate, in Maryland, unmarked by any
monument.
FUR FI-MIXIXE READERS. ’
A Japanese Nurse.
There i- at la-t something new under
t'., • -One of the fashionable mothers
r.;>-to.vn has brought home with her
from abroad a Japanese nurse for her
little one. and the sight of the odd-look
ing creature going about the streets of
New York with her infantile charge is
indeed a novelty. She is clad always in
her native costume, and is as much of a j
curiosity was Airs. Langtry's famous |
Japanese “tiger' - who attended her upon j
■the occasion of her last visit to America.
The child seems much attached to her
almond-eyed nurse, who, in her turn,
appears to be perfectly serene and liappy.
as though she thought her lines had
fallen in pleasant places. It goes with
out saying, however, that this new im
portation is not regarded with high fa
vor bv the others of her guild.— New
York World,
A Leaf from Baby's Diary.
To-day I saw papa sticking knife and
fork into a chicken, and the chicken
never moved. So I took a fork near me
and stuck it into the kitten, lying on my
lap; the naughty kitten sprang on the
table and upset the gravy-dish over the
cloth. Everybody jumped; some caught
the kitten, some the dish, some wiped
the elotli. I never saw so much excite
ment. I never created so much excite
ment as that kitten did. Now, if they j
had fixed that kitten on a chair as they
fixed me she never would have jumped 1
on the table. Everything was taken
away from me then; so I played with a !
button on my bib: the button came off. ;
and I, trying to find out how it tasted,
swallowed it. From that moment every- j
body left the table in a great hurry, j
Mamma took me up, turned me on her j
knees, face downward, stuck a finger in j
my throat until I thought I should choke
to death. After she had half killed me she i
began to cry, and screamed; ’Send for |
the doctor!’ Everybody looked at me as •
they expected me to do something; but I j
was so scared that I couldn’t do any- I
thing. Then the doctor came, and he j
laughed, and, as I couldn't laugh, I cried. [
My mother asked ever so many questions j
[if the doctor, but he only shook his head i
jnd smiled, saying it would be all right |
in the morning. I never heard any more j
ibout it. so I suppose it was all right in
'lie morning.”
Producing BloomWithoutCosmet
It takes from three to five visits to I
make the “rose” permanent. The treat- j
ment is painless, and the girls seem rather j
to en joy it. The young lady who was !
iieitig operated upon during the repor
ter's visit was a pale-cheeked lass from
np-town, whose face needed but the roses
to make lier interesting. She was im- j
dergoing the first course. Under the!
impression that the visitor was a student, |
die made no objection to his presence, j
The doctor began his operations with a
soft, dry towel, with which he rubbed
both cheeks of the patient until they
flowed. Then he alternately patted and
rubbed the cheeks jwith his bare hands
until the blood was brought sufficiently
near the surface to make the girl look as
is she had been standing over & hot fire
cooking a dinner.
After a rest of ten minutes the process
was renewed, and before that was over j
there was a spot on each cheek that j
glowed like a burning coal. This had to j
be toned down, and the toning was done j
by application of an ointment rubbed j
into the skin with a piece of soft sheep- j
skin, so that when his was done the j
young lady who,- one in pale-cheeked i
and colorless left office with a pair of \
roses that will be the admiration and ;
envy of her uninitiated companions. This
process is continued for several sueces- 1
sive days until the bloom becomes per
manent. — Philadelph ia News.
1 iove-Making in a Newspaper.
There lives in New York, said a recent
importation from the East, a newspaper
man who is a striking illustration of what
love-making through the papers may ac
complish. He is now a grey-bearded
man of leisure, but years and years ago
he was a struggling young editorial
writer on a AVestern paper. He wrote
with a good deal of earnestness on senti
mental topics. Having conceived an
earnest, devoted, absorbing love for a
young lady, and knowing that she was
greatly interested in certain lines of work
and thought, he managed to put his heart
in his editorials for her benefit. Ido not
mean that he did not write for the public,
but that be wrote for the public better
because of the warmth in his heart to
ward the woman he loved.
At the same time he was carrying for
ward an ideal character in a series of
sketches. He had pictured this young
lady so plainly that many recognized her
as the heroine of his romance. But
so tenderly, so delicately was the charac
ter handled that any one might have felt
flattered at all that was said. In fact,
the lady herself was in the habit of say
ing that she was content to be regarded
as the character so finely pictured. But
in time the heroine was carried toward
the hero of the story in a way to leave
open the question of her regard, and
there the sketches were broken off. At
this time the writer was the bluest man
I ever saw.
He told me that he had come to a
crisis in his affairs. lie had carried the
discussion in his editorials to a point
where he was in danger of showing to
the public his attachment to the ideal
who had inspired all of his work on that
line. He could not take the story of his
sketches any further without hinting at a
denouement that might be very offensive
to this lady who had been kind enough
to be pleased with his picture of the ideal
woman. There was only one way out of
the trouble, and that was to tell the ob
ject of his love how highly he regarded
her. He did this in one of the most
beautiful letters that I have any recollec
tion of, and in six months his ideal
woman was his wife.— Chicago Inter-
Ocean.
A Southern Girl’s Gift.
“I tell you, boys,” said an old South
ern army officer at St. Paul the other day,
‘ ‘Southern girls for rich beauty and loy
alty take the cake. You’ve got pretty
girls up here, but there isn’t one in a
hundred of them that takes a cent’s worth
of interest in the financial condition and
political phases of the country. Down
South it is different. Especially in war
times was it so, and a soldier, whether he
was of low or high birth, so long as he
wore the uniform of the Confederacy, was
at once tendered the warmest favors of
the Southern ladies. I remember once
we were encamped on the Rappahannock
and I had been invited to dine with a
widow and her daughter at a neighbor
ing house. AYe had been on a long march
and I hadn’t an opportunity to wash my
shirt for four weeks. It was the only
shirt I had. and I concluded to wash it
in the river before going to the dinner.
I went down and washed it, and in the
middle of the stream I noticed a rock, and
I thought it would be a capital idea to
lay the shirt on the rock to dry while I
swam around and disported myself in the
water. I did so. and when I went to get
my -’-irt. thinking it would be dry,' I
found that the wind had blown it off the
rock and it had disappeared down the
stream. Here was a pretty mess. Asplendid
dinner staring me in the face and no
-Hirt to wear. But a good dinner in
those times was not to be lost, so I put on
my military coat that buttoned liigh up
around the neck, and, tying a handker
chief around my throat. I gave the im
pression that I had a boil on my neck
and went to the dinner. A beautiful
young lady got opposite me at the table,
and after a few moments' conversation
with her I noticed that she colored up
and looked confused. I didn’t under
stand what the trouble was and began to
stir myself to find out. Happening to
glance down I saw that the front of my
coat was unbuttoned. The button-holes
were well worn and the buttons had
slipped out. I knew then the reason of
the lady’s discomfiture, and. without a
word buttoned the coat and went on talk
ing as though nothing had happened.
The lady soon recovered from the shock,
and I spent a delightful afternoon. Just
before I took my departure the young
lady left the room, and, as I stood in the
hall bidding her mother and sisters good
bye, she came down-stairs, and, handing
me a package, requested me not to open
it until I reached camp. I pledged my
self and went to camp. When I reached
my camp, with no little curiosity I opened
the package and found a neatly-laundried
lady's night-dress. You see the girl had
taken in my condition, and, in her eager
ness to do something for me, had given
me this garment, which was the best she
could do. These are the kind of girls we
have in the South, and any man • who
wouldn’t honor and respect them should
be shot.” —Chicago Tribune.
Fashion Notes.
Bodices remain long waisted.
This is emphatically a velvet season.
Homespun is meeting with great popu
larity.
Cuffs as well as linen collars are again
fashionable.
Small plush wraps will be worn again
in the spring.
Beaded woolen costumes are supplant
ing braided ones.
Corsages will be shirred on the shoul
ders in the spring.
Young girls should never wear trained
or demi-trained dresses.
In Paris they are wearing jersey-cloth
costumes trimmed with fur.
Walking skirts are as long as possible
without touching the ground.
Round waists and belts ala Josephine
are by no means out of fashion.
Honey-comb satin trimmed with swans
down is the proper thing for babies’
capes.
In Paris the new underskirts have de
tachable flounces to correspond with the
dress worn.
Buttons continue large, but on the
most lady-like suits the largest sizes do
not appear.
A garland of natural flowers about the
waist is a fashionable garniture for an
evening dress.
Young girls are especially favored this
season in having materials made purpose
ly for their use.
Even some of the long cloaks have
cushions under the plaits in the back to
form the tournure.
Childrens’ pinafores must be ample
now, quite covering the dress, and being
very richly trimmed.
Notwithstanding the rage for skunk
fur, astrachan comes second on the list,
seal being the most popular.
Cord ornaments arc shown. They are
heavy, and are worn with best effect on
the coarse, rough materials now in
vogue.
Since the hair is worn high again, the
opportunity is afforded of wearing flowers
and feathers to complete the pretty
coiffure.
Among the novelties is a trimming in
which iridescent beads mixed with
chenille are so arranged as to be worn
edgewise or perpendicularly.
Aluffs are said to be larger this season,
but it would be quite impossible to find
anything smaller than some of the suit
muffs capable of holding two hands.
So arbitrary is the fashion for wearing
different materials in the same color, that
hereafter gray astrachan alone must trim
plush, velvet, corduroy and rough
materials in the new gray shades.
No matter what the age, beauty or
homeliness, grace or uncouthness, of a
woman, the hair is at present worn off
the neck and liigh on the head. The effect
is sometimes beautiful, but more frequent
ly frightful.
Set pieces of soutache embroidery or of
silk cord and jet can be purchased ready
to sew on vest fronts, collars, sleeves, and
tabliers and panels of costumes. These
make handsome additions to a plain
dress, and the various pieces are easily
applied.
Ladies who wear black from choice or
from motives of economy must bear in
mind that many contrasting colors cannot
be worn with black, and that, quite as
much as any other color, black must be
suited to shades, or the eye of the artist
will be offended.
In almost every line fashion has been
very comprehensive—variety in color,
cut and material. In every small detail
there was never so much variety, and in
gear for the feet there is no lack of styles.
The Parisian shoes and sandals are marvels
of exquisite workmanship, and the com
bination of lining, buckle and style are
quite dazzling.
Youthful Army Officers.
The Bulgarian army, which, to the sur
prise of everybody, has been greatly dis
tinguishing itself against its supposedly
superior foes, is, curiously enough,
commanded by mere youths. There is no
officer in the field of higher rank than
that of major, and the senior of these
passed his first military examination as
recently as 1874. The commanding offi
cer of the artillery is only a captain, and
passed into the army in 1878, and the
battalions and squadrons are commanded
by lieutenants and sub-lieutenants. The
oldest officer in the Bulgarian army is
only thirty-five, and the remainder aver
age about twenty-seven. Prince Alex
ander, who has the chief command, is but
twenty-eight.
Patience at a Window-Pane.
“Patience on a monument smiling at
grief’ is a poetical picture, but impa
tience on a window seat, with her nose
pressed against the window-pane, and
her ear strained to catch the sound of a
footstep,
Gathering her brows like gathering storm.
Nursing her wrath to keep ft warm,
as she waits for her husband coming
home from the club at 1:15 a. u., is a
more imposing picture, and a much more
familiar one in real life.— Boston Courier.
THE FARMER’S KEY TO SUCCESS;
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Farmers sav it is just what tliev have been looking for ever sinee the war.
THE BOSS OF ALL CRUSHERS!
By which farmers can make their own fertilizers, grind steamed bone, phosphata.
and land plaster rock, marl, cotton seed, dry stable manure, corn and cod for stock*
food, or
ANYTHING THAT ISGRINDABLE!
It will make good corn meal when you can’t do any better. By its use the fann
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SEND FOR CIRCULARS, giving full particulars; also state if you would lik#
circulars of the DeLoach WATER WHEEL, Portable Alills, etc. We sell Portable
.Mills as low as $80; guaranteed to make good meal.
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In writing mention this paper. ATLANTA, GEORGIA.
Engines, Saw Alills, Cotton Gins, etc., at low prices, espeeialllv Engine^
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INCREASE OF SURPLUS IN 1885 3,378,622.03
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This company issues Polices upon all the various Plans with Tontines 10, 15 and 291
vears including the Unrestricted Tontine, upon the best terms of any first class company**
H. HORNE,
Agent at Macon, Georgia.
CHAS. J. WILLIAMSON,
feblO Soliciting Agent, Proctor House, Forsyth, Ga.
GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY 1!
EMPIRE DROP WHEEL
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ACKNOWLEDGED by Leading Planters to be SUPERIOR TO ALL OTHER}
machines of its kind, manufactured and sold by the undersigned. You are invited t
examine them, try them, and be convinced that the above is TRUE.
THE DREWRY WAGONS
Are still taking the day. They are too cheap, but my motto is “’Good Goods, Quick!
Sales and Small Profits.” Call and see me.
E. M. DREWRY.
Opposite I). W. Patterson, Griffiin, Ga. .
D. J. PROCTOR, Agent, Forsyth, Ga.
M. L. MUNGER, t
DEALER IN 1
Tlie Ot Eiciiisife aisil OriiTiliieli Ml.
A large and complete stock of Instruments of all styles constantly on hand, at very
moderate prices for CASH OR ON LONG TIME.
It is folly to pay high prices for Inferior Instruments when you can get the VERY
BEST here for less money. Catalogues, Prices and Particulars sent to any address.
Correspondence solicited.
Call at Masonic Temple, 96 Mulberry street, or addre.-s
M. L. MUNGER, Macon, Ga.
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TIE-TIE
GEM DRUG STORE,
BARNESVILLE/ GEORGIA,
Has a Fine Stock of
DRUGS, PATENT MEDICINES, PAINTS AND OILS,
Stationery, Lamps. Perfumery.
FANCY AND TOILET ARTICLES.
And is selling them Cheap to its Friends and Customers.
Messrs. A. MURPHEY & CO.,
The Proprietors, are “not selling out below cost” to “make room for more goods,’*
for they have as fine a brick store room as there is in Barnesville.
This old cry is time worn, but they are selling goods
LOWER THAN EVER
Simply to save their Customers MONEY. .When you need anything in Drug Lin
give the “GEM ” a trial and see if the above statements are not correct.
octl3 A. Ml RPHEY & CO., Proprietor.
STEAM ENGINES^
THRESHERS,
and Matches. Cotton Gins, Feeders, Condensers*
£. Prcssers, Ac. ftriC Write for circulars and prices-
J. Pi. ANDERSON,
aprilS 63 South Broad street, Atlanta, Ga.
WILLIAMS & STEVENS,
JEWL ERS!
108 SECOLD STREET, - - - MACON, GEORGIA.
HEADQUARTERS FOR STEVENS WATCHES.
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