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my love
"My love's sweet eye* are bine,
My love's fair eyes are true;
They gare at m«
Go earnestly
That all my son! is stirred.
My love's dear voire is low,
Did like soft aiuse* flow
My pulse- beat
With joy complete.
Responsive to her word.
My Jove's brave heart is strong,
And swift to answer wrong;
Ho tender, too.
That grief doth sue
For shelter neath it wing*.
My love's pure thought - ascend.
As blossoms sky ward tend;
They are for me,
U ncoosdousl y,
'I he guides to nobler things.
—M G. McClelland.
ZULEIKA’S BEEHIVES,
BY HELEN FOKIU->T GRAVES.
interfere, ‘•Pupa, I really think you ought to
said Zuleika, her cheeks
iflainr, her eyes full of wrathful fire.
Zuleika “Papa, I do wish you would put
in her pine: , once for all!’’ spoke
Rosamond the regal.
The Professor laid down his pen with
a pob-sylluble.I word yet unfinished and
sighed a florcan sigh.
“More trouble,” said lie, “What is
the matter now?”
“Auht Pauline lias sent me a cherrv
i olored cashmere dress,” sputtered Zule
tka—“the prettiest color!—and three
vards of susnh to trim it with. And—
*nd Rosa has coolly appropriated it!”
* • t needed ;i new gown, observed
Rosamond. “And Zu can do very well
"ith her dyed sagegreen. Besides, I’m
lhe oldest!”
“L that any reason you should lie a
lined?” retorted t-he irate Zuleika.
“Girls, girls!” protested the Professor
t I lining his slim, while fingers in the hair
his tmad.
Make her give it back to me, papa!”
id Zuleika. “It's mine! A*nt Pauline
never sent it to her. Wfic lias no business
to take it.”
“Tell her to remember that she is only
i child, papa,” calmly remarked Rosa
mond, her ciders.” “and that she”ought to defer to
Zuleika so far forgot her dignity as to
make a fuee at Rosamond, at this stave
of the discussion. °
“Oh, J just wish Captain Calverlv
could know what a whited sepulchre
vou arc,” said she. f “Just wait until 1
gel a chance—won’t tell him about the 1
I-Him of Itbscs and the Coreopsis Cream
*or the Complexion, aud——”
“Papa, will you silence her?” appealed
l.osnmond, with the expression of a
prieved angel! !
i “Girls, girls,” groaned the Professor,
“In reflect. Here is this manuscript to
•'' vent off to the Scientific Jii- Weekly at '
mir o’clock this afternoon, and how do
ou suppose it’s to be done ? Rosamond
ain't tease mind your sister. Zuly, be says” a <>oo<i I
fil l, ami what Rosamond
Thc Professor went hack to his stacks
in pens and pools of ink. Rosamond 1
darted one triumphal glance at her
younger sister, aud sailed like a royal gal¬
leon out of the door.
Zuleika ran headlong into the garden,
and never let loose the torrent of her sobs
and tears until she was safe down among
the pinks and phloxes, where the bees
went in and out of two little hives and
kept up a murmurous hum,
“1 wish I was one of you, you dear lit
tie brown-belted things!” passionately
cried she, resting her chin in her hands i
as she sat staring at them, her vision I
blurred l\v tears. “Then there wouldn't
1"' any question of gowns and boots and
horrid, cross cider sisters. I wonder is ii :
wicked to hate Rosamond as 1 do? I
shouldn’t hate her if she was kind and
considerate to tne, and acted as if she!
loved me just the least little bit in the j
world. ft isn't the cherry-colored cash
mere so much—though 1 would like !
iunv gown that hadn’t been dyed ovc| *
utd that Rosamond hadn't worn all the
>ca tity out of before 1 got hold of it—
hut it’s the hateful, hideous, out-ra-.r C(m s
injustice of the thing. I’ve almost ,
mind drown to nuiiiwav, myself'or or t'ogo for hired hell'
oi somethin,. Jacob!"
I'pi'iiigiug suddenly to her feet — “what
doing here?”
“Please, Miss Zuleika, said the stolid
•uaihand. “Bben Phelps, he's come ar
tei; the bees.” I
V And what busiucss has Elion Phelps i
v ith my bees. 1 d like to know.?”
“Miss Jcfiord sold 'em to him, miss.
s he don’t want no bees here. She’s 8'
>u to have the ground leveled for a ten
ius court whatever that may be."
Zuleika Jcfferd stepped Tragically to
the side ot her beehives.
.... . . too h. said . ,
u-- is mut she. They
111 ,n - '* »■* nnt Miss Jcfferd s: and it I
‘® l * ,!aivs t() ia v ban< * : on * hiv e. I'll
-
tum - them prosecuted for trespass! Do
you hear that. Jucol
Jacob retrained. There was no mis¬
taking the dctcnninaitou in Zuleika's
t* v OS
v hvip.s , forced
»t'n> . to drive
• . was away
without even a parley.
“ Nut’s I expected to carry away
. .
i umtso bees in broad daylight, he
< xplained to Jacob. “Ye might a |
knowed better'll that, Jake: but i
«• wanted , to , look at . cm afore 1 closed
! ,i > ,u uan ’’
-
t’UC" , hadn t better, said Jacob,
jc i
“Our young missy she means j list what
s.h s.»\ s. and t!ie bee' is hern, anyway,
Squire Bassett be gin ’em to her hisself.”
b>s;-,moral Jefferd only shrugged her •
, she ulders when
• e she heard this,
mean to have my tenuis court, -
■“ riic. “And 1 mean to get rid of
.
. .a>'i odious bees all in good time. Of
i .use Zu will rage,. but she s always j
string about something.
lime passed on. Tim cherry-colored
. ...-hmeie was made up. and Miss Jefferd
idea to wear it for the initial time-on |
' occasion of the visit of Mr. Franklin
Jefferd. a distant cousin, in whose eyes
she desired to appear her very best.
“H he’s really the rich member of the
family," argued Rosamond, “its worth
tl: while to take a little pains with one’s
J-. We ail know that a first mi pres
sum it everything.”
I supp; >t you’d like to marry him ’
ad spend all his money for him,” said
Zuleika, who was reluctantly helping in
tht kitchen.
For Rosamond had decreed a stupen
UoUS “C •mpany dinner," and there was
no one who made such exquisite mayon¬
naise as Zuleika.
Rosamond laughed scornfully.
“Little girls should be seen and not
litard. said she. “Indeed, as I have
decided to invite Mrs Matthews and Dr.
end Mrs. Raynhan, there won't be room
for you at the tabic.”
niE MONROE ADVERTISER, FORSYTH, GA.. TUESDAY,DECEMBER 31, 1889—EIGHT PAGES-
IK *rflashed,
>u won dar to leave me out!’
sail
L* >- whether I wilier not.” r®>
TKMV o 3 posed Rosamond.
Ros ad. * said Zuleika, her breath
cowing thick and fast, “it would be a
, ]_■ en: on you if f were to get married
“Much chance there is of your getting
married! jeered Rosamond, as she
smoothed the icing m her loaf of sponge
cake.
The hour of the unknown cousin's ar¬
rival came. Rosamond looked most pro
vokingly pretty in the cherry colored
cashmere and a cluster of deep red roses
at her belt.
I Zuleika, in tae neutral tinted sage
green, felt like a katydid or a grasshop-
1 per, or any other painfully insignificant
insect.
‘ And now. said Rosamond, glancing
at her imperial presence in the parlor
mirror, which Zuleika was diligently pol
ishing with plate powder and a chamois
cloth, “I'm going opt to gather some
carnations.”
Zuleika made no comment, but within
herself she thought:
“Yes, do. That’s right! I planted
the carnations, and I watered them, and
I took care of them—and you coolly ap
P ro P r 'ated them. It’s always so, in this
famil v , :m ‘ l P fl P a never interferes to pro
-
riel rights:
She was thus soliloquizing when she
saw another reflection than her own in
the mirror. She gave a jump and a
scrt ‘ a,n • s >niultaneously.
‘dfon't be frightened," said the ap
parition. “You are Rosamond, aren’t
you? I am your cousin Franklin.”
He was very cordial and handsome,
with pleasant, dark eyes, a rich olive
complexion, ami a sweet, deep voice.
Zuleika was quite c a-tain that she was
S°ing to like liinu
“No," said said she. “I'm not Rosa
moud ' 1 am Zuleika > thc younger sister,
1>,ut K m vei 7K lil(1 fo see you, all the same,
and I’m sorry papa hasn't come back from
l’ 0!sfcofficc vet ' Aud ’ (hurriedly fling
-
. tll( ‘diamois-c lotti into the pot-pourri
my ‘
> ar ) “ ni 8° out ' vith vou 5nto the garden,
-
and show you where Rosamond is.”
For she was “ cretl y determined, in
s pde of her wrongs, to give Rosamond
cvcry fair chance.
Franklin Jcfferd looked down at the
liji ' ln ’ a K* 1(> figure, as he walked beside it.
H°' s P !C, fy she was! AY hat a delicate
pink color burned on her clear cheek,
aml ll0W >densely blue her eyes were!
A “ d thwn those silky rings of .lght-brown
hi,ir tluit werc hi ->wing her fore¬
ht ' ;ul ~ what H Switching framework
they made to her face!
“If Rosamond is prettier, she must be
very pretty,” he thought.
At that moment the sound of shrieks
ami vituperations burst on the scented
summer air, and Rosamond, forcing her
throu .. , the taU hlac bushes, , rushed
way g«
into the °P eu g' mlen > both hands clasped
over h'-' 1 ’
Was it Rosamond—this figure' with
aishevdc(l llair , e vcs swollen to nearly
.
twice tlicil ' si/e ' lace disfigured with in
muuer:,ble and complexion pur
pie with rage and pain?
“It’s your horrid, hateful bees that
have done it, Zuleika! she screamed.
“Anyhow, 1 threw both hives into the
brush and smashed them, and—I’d like
to fling you after them! Yes, 1 would!”
“It warn’t the erectors’ fault, Miss
JeiTerd, explained the voice of Jacob,
the hired man, who brought up the rear,
beating o0' a cloud of infuriated insects
with the brim of his straw hat. “Bees
... iGleis qurek . . take , offense—an
1S lu you
j ust s!il l»P e ' 1 out ;lt when they came
harn ' K ‘ ssl v hnminil1 ’ round about your
.
ear. Aud it . didn't better matters none
when you kicked the hives over into the
brook. 1 shouldn’t wonder now, ef it
was twenty-four hours afore ye could see
outen your eyes ag’in.”
“Papa,” cried Rosamond, “if you
rlou ' t P' u a at °p to Zuleika's obstinacy
and willfuness—”
“It isn’t papa. Rosamond." said Zu
leika. in a low voice, as she gently de
tached her sister's hand from the stran¬
ger’s arm. •It is Mr Franklin Jcfferd.
^ e camc ouL look for you.”
T ' ba T‘y
" m S01T - V J' ou re *° stung,
c,rasin Rosamond.” said Mr. Jefferd.
A little bicarbonate of soda, dssclved
' n " k<
But Rosamond, muttering a few in¬
coherent. words of excuse, vanished
under tho honeysuckles that draped-the
porch, leaving Jacob to do battle alone
with the winge'd enemies, and Zuleika
aud Franklin to console each other.
Aud this was tho “first impression”
which she succeeded in making upon her
unknown cousin!
“Was it my fault that Frank liked me
better than you?” Zuleika asked her sis
ter, six weeks afterward. “You'needa’t
scold me because I am engaged to he
married before v ou. He chose for him
SL> n\ didn’t he?”
“It was the fault of your bees,” said
angry Rosamond. “I believe you kept
them there on purpose.’’
“Won’t you speak one kindly, loving
word to me. Rosamond, now that 1 am
SO happy?” whispered Zuleika. “Say
that you rejoice iu my good fortune!”
But Rosamond remained stubbornly si
lent.
“T dou't think,” said Betsy Blair,’’the
housekeeper, “that poor Miss Zuleika
ever knew what it was to be really loved
or looked after until she was engaged to
Mr. Frank. Tl ss t well,
he'd no eves for anything but bis
books. And Miss Rosa—oh, she was a
regular tyrant! And yet at the weddin’
everybody was savin*; ‘What a very
amiable person Miss Jcfferd is. and what
a relief it must be to her to git that trou
blesomc younger sister of hers married
0 ff!' Oh. the injustice of thi< world!”
Her gossip, old Mrs. Hale, shook her
cap borders.
“it’s what we must expect this side o'
the Promised Land!” said she. senteu
tiously. — tv’ relay Night.
Mile : s.
The Irish mile is 2240 yards.
The Swiss mile is S153 yards.
The Italian mile is 176fi yards.
The Scotch mile is 10S4 yards.
The Tuscan mile is 1S08 yards.
The German mile i» 8106 yards.
The Arabian mile is 2143 yards
The Turkish mile is 1820 yards.
The Flemish mile is 6S6‘J yards.
The Vienna post mile is S296 yards.
The Roman mile is 1628.or 2025 yards.
The Worst mile is 1167, or 1337yards,
The Dutch and Prussian mile is 6480
yards.
The Swedish and Darish mile is 7341 5
yard
The English and American . mile ls 1,60
yards.
t BUDGET
‘ OF FUN.
BUMOItOlS SKETCHES
j VARIOUS SOURCES.
I
Dipper— Xo Voice Under the;
Sofa—Not so Bad as That —
Brawn and Brain,
Etc., Etc.
'Twas an evening in December,
And we stood there all alone.
And you pointed to the heavens.
Viler-* the jeweled dipper shone,'"
And you told me to remember
it hen I saw those bright stars shine,
That as lang as the dipper hung-there
So long'jou would be mine.
Again it is Decern her
And I aim all alone:
And of late- I've lost the interest
I once had! in stars, I own.
But somehow the idea strikes me,
As I watch that starry group.
Since you weej my rival yesterday,
That dipperis in the soup.
— Toledo Blade
NO VOICE UNDER THE SOFA.
Ada—“How is it that Lena is-so popu¬
lar with the young men, Fannyt? Why,
she’s as homely as a parrot.”
Fanny—“Yes; Lena is very homely;
but you see, Ada, she has no little
brother. ”— Tim-.
NOT SO VIAD AS THAT.
Mrs. Poortable—“It is raining fear¬
fully outside. Hadn't you better stay
and take supper with us, Mr. Smith?”
Smith—“Oli, no, Mis. Poortable; the
weather can’t be as bad as that ."—Texas
Siftings.
PRACTISING.
Mr. Bilks—“Harry, what the deuce
do you take such long walks for? I
should think you were getting in prac¬
tice for a six days’ go-as-you-please.”
Harry—“You see, we have got a new
baby down to our house, and I am get
ting in trim .”—Kearney Enterprise. |
WEEPS FDR JOY. i
Fond Mamma—“Oil, uncle, you should I
see our darling baby when I play the }
piano! He just listens by the hour, and
when 1 cease playing the nurse has to j
take him away, he cries so awfully.”
Cynical Uncle—“Perhaps—aw—mv
dear, he—aw—weens for—aw—joy?”—
’
Nora Letter
grossly LITERAL. i
“.So Jones , , has gone the , way of , all ,,
!n ""v imir
*..... -, ",! ;™'!-. “A *«» I
on ins head aud. killed him.
“You know death loves a shining- I
mark.”
“True. Jones was very
Merchant Traveler.
STILL IN FORCE.
Young (but high-priced) Physician— I
•Yes, medical science has marie ■
great
strides in the last decade. Tho old and I
for instance, tt lias been ,>f entirely "!- c f 1 j done ^ aw;p ;
.
long Patient shot, it (with hasn’t a .-'^Lawrence groan)—“{Not Ameri¬ by !t j
can. J
■
EXCEPTION WANTED. !
AN !
Pastor (to the country couple he (has j
dsc married)—“Marriage gives you erich
•ertain duties. ihe husband mast nro- j
ec-t his wife, but the wife must fo How j
lim everywhere.” !
Fat Wife (weighs 200 pounds—Prowns I
tnxiously)—“Oh, cant tlx it be
changed! My husband is a letfi jr-car
Her.”— Wasp.
j
BRAWN AND BRAIN.
Miss Swift—“George haebeen waiting .
in me for the last two yea.es, aru l wo arc '
o be married when he liia-vcs college, i
3c is the most muscular man in his
class." * j
Miss Jersey Hytes—“Indeed! He waited '
on me at the Profile House last summer,
md I uoticed that he was uloi.su ally agile !
vith his tray.”— Time. j
TURNED THE CLOCK FORI tTAKD. I
Employer—“"What do you mean by
coming to dinner at this time < tf day? 1
old you not to come till the shade of the
iarn touched the box, and here' you are ;
it 10 o'clock.” ;
an’ :
O'Kelly—“Shore, sur, tl «e shade
ouches tlicr box.”
“Idon't see how that can be?”
“I moved ther box, yer honor.”'
w > \ T fi) oecu » vrioN
“Here s a philosopher . who fays that
10 thoroughly occujneo person is ever j
miserable, Bill, observed a tramp to his j
iompamon, laying down a newspaper in.!
which he had been carding a-sandwich. '
•■Yeh. hes iignt, saic the otuer.
•If I could DC occupied ^ for a week by a
select party of square meals I tlimk 1
should forget my misery.- —Harper sBa
ar.
HIS FREPEKENCE.
“Poor?" said .Tones, to a young man
a ho was complaining -of his lack of j
worldly goods. “Of course. Bat think ,
>f the great men who have come to the
•itv worth fifty cents and died worth j
Trillions.’’
“Yes." answered the wise young man ' I
•but I would rather come to the city
worth millions aud die worth fifty cents.” i
—Life- !
ACTIOtN. j
THE TIME FOR
■
••Say. mister, said a small boy, as he!
climbed the fence to meet the wagon that
came lumbering up the roact “what have [
you got in that wagon ? ,
“Shingles.”
“Fur this house?”
“Yep.”
•dome ou. Jimmy. Get the blankets j
and the buffalo robes, and tile side meat |
out of the wood shed. We may as well !
start West now ."—Merchant Tiareler.
AN ACCOMPLISHED SERVANT.
• What do you wish! asked the ser
vant who answered the riDg at the door,
••Baron de Yeauminet.”
“What do you wish to see him for? r
“It is in relation to a promissory
note.”
• The Baron went out of town yester¬
day.” .
••Now,that is too bad; 1 wanted to pay
him the amount I owe him.”
! “But,” added the servant, “he re- !
turned this morning ."—French Jeke.
-——— j
A QUEEB STORY. |
Stranger (driving past the foot of a
mountain, to driver)—“Anything remark
able about t his mountain ?”
Driver—“There is nothing peculiar ;
about the hill itself, but there’s a queer
story connected with it.”
Stranger—“What is that?”
Driver—“A young lady and gentleman
•went out for a walk on this hill; they
ascended higher and higher and—and
never came back again.”
Stranger—“Dear me! What, then, be¬
came of the unhappy pair?”
other Driver—“They went down on the
side.”
IT WAS SAD.
She was a solid, practical woman ot
■fifty, with no nonsense in her composi¬
tion, and he was a grocer's clerk with the
down of youth on his chin and a desire
to be funny. She stopped at the door and
inquired :
“Have you any cauliflower?”
“It's according to what you call a
flower," he promptly replied.
“Have you any cauliflower, sir?”
“I might call a beet a call-a-flower. ”
She had a folded umbrella in her grasp.
She put the end of the staff against his
youthful breast, gave a sudden push, and
he went backward into a basket of onions
with a shriek of dismay and a long rip
in his shirt bosom.
“Perhaps you can call that.” she ob¬
served, as she passed on.
“Call again, ma’am!” he managed to
say, as he worked out of the basket.—.
Detroit Free Press.
don’t KNOW ADAM.
As Artemus Ward was once traveling
in the cars, dreading to be bored, and
feeling miserable, a man approached him,
sat down and said:
“Did you hear the Iasi thing on Horace
Greeley?
“Greeley? Greeley?” said Artemus.
‘.Horace Greeley? Who is he? ’
Uke man was quiet about five minutes.
Pretty soon he said:
“George Francis Train is kicking up a
good think deal of a row over in England* dg
y° u they will put him in a bastile?”
“Train? Train? George Francis Train?”
said Artemus, solemnly. “I never heard
of him.”
’ This prance kept the man quiet for
min " tes; t1lcn } iesnid:
™ ^’ thin about General
. ia c *° you k
Tl,iat , chances for the Presidency:
yj Do
\ou i hmk tney will ruu him ?
T * aUl ' Grant? Hang it, man, said
ArU .
' mus - “y°u a Ppear to know more
strangers than any man I ever saw.”
The man was furiou-s; he walked up
thc .™ r ’ !> ut ai last came back aud said:
“ big . did hear
i ou ignoramus, you ever
0 f Ydam?”
Artemus looked and said: “What
w» his other name?
Life in Labrador.
The probabilities of Labrador’s becom¬
ing a summer resort are not great,
though the few travelers who do reach
its inhospitable coasts report much of in
teres t to be found. I met one of these,
John L. McXaughton, of Chicago, Iasi
night. He is just; returning from a three
’ %
most , Providence-forsaken . , ,. , place , he
ever
id
“The island," he said, “is constantly
'mveloped by fogs, encircled by sunken
rocks and furious currents, and swept by
high winds. I was told at Halifax, by
shipping men, that iu the last ten years
upward of a hundred ships had gonedown
off the treacherous shores of Anticosti,
and that fully three thousand lives had
been lost there in that time. The Cana¬
dians ____ tried to settle it once, but failed,
j t .nd now the island is practically imin
habited, save by a few hunters and travel
ers.
“But to mv mind,” he continued, “it
is far better than Labrador, where the nn
tires are forced to hibernate for about
months each year. During that
rime the Labradorian lives almost entirely
on riie inside of liis rough board hovel,
with the tvinds blowing a hurricane about
film- Their dogs, their principal prop
C1 ’tyi live in an open cellar underneath
rim family living rooms, and fight and
howl au< ^ raise pandemonium generally,
Without their dogs the natives would be
in a bad Way, for they have no roads in
Labrador. Not a mile of made road ex¬
ists in their whole 3000 -miles of coast.
But they get along right well with then
sleds and dogs. I have been told that
they can make ninety to a hundred miles
a day with the dogs, but that is from ten
to twenty miles better than my experi
eiice. The dogs are a quarrelsome, vicious
lot of animals when with each other, and
two packs meeting in harness is the sig¬
nal for a fight, in which the drivers
generally engage with whips and curses,
and if an v women are along, their screams
add a picturesque variety to the scene, 1
can assure vou. Summer opens June 1,
when the ice breaks up. and then the na
tive3 commence their harvest, Cod fish
ing and mackerel fishing are their indus
tries, and they waste no time for the next
three months until September, when the
freezeup comes a?aia and drives them
back into their hovels. It is a dreary
life, but they know no other and I doubt
if they would be contented away from
their rocks and hurricanes and mackerel
nets. I found them a kindly, hospitable
people, as simple as children about the
ways of the world ."—Neve York Star.
The Straggle of Sea and Land.
We stand on a bluff at the seashore.
The surf is undermining it. That deep
cutting into the bank is its work. Ar
overhanging mass of earth is throwr
down and becomes the toy of the waves.
which reduces it to gravel. This iu its
turn becomes ammunition to _be hurled
against the shore. Wherever this pro
cess ; s going on, the land falls back be¬
f ore the advancing sea, and considerable
results are evident in a short time. The
Island of Heligoland has been reduced,
within a thousand years, from a consider¬
able island to a mere rock. The strings
0 f rocky islands along many coasts are
remnants of destroved shoreland. Thus
t h e land yields with hardly a struggle to
the supremacy of the sea. Loose alluvial
terrains give way in a body. The hundred Zuyder
Zee so came into being five
years ago, and Holland, part of which is
below the level of the sea, would have
been likewise overflown if it had not
been defended by artificial dikes. Sub
sidences of ground have also been some¬
times observed during earthquakes.
In other places the sea gives way.
Rivers carry out masses of detritus and
deposit them along the shores, causing
the land to advance. By the operation
of this process Roman ports on the east¬
ern coast of Italy have been left away in
land, and the whole alluvial districts of
the upper Italian plain have been wreste-'
riorn the sea .—Popular Science Monthly.
Tempering copper, a lost art, is again
accomplished.
HOUSEHOLD MATTERS.
DESTROYING VERMIN'.
The Pharmaceutical Journal points out
that for killing rats, mice and other
small animals, the more dangerous
poisons, such as arsenic, strychnine, etc.,
are not at all necessary. A comparatively
inert substance, sulphate of barium, isau
active poison to such creatures—although
it* precise action is difficult to explain,
seeing that it is extremely insoluble.
Powdered aud mixed with lard or fat, it
is readily partaken of by small animals,
and will soon destroy them.
NU TMEGS AS A MEDICINE.
The medicinal qualities of nutmegs art
worth a great deal of attention. They
are fragrant in odor, warm and gratefu
to the taste and possess decided sedative,
astringent aud soporific properties. It
the following affections they will be founc
highly serviceable: Gastralgia (neuralgia
of the stomach), cholera morbus, flatulent
cholic, dysentery, cholera infantum and
infantile cholic.
In all cases nutmegs may be prepared
for administration in the following man¬
ner: Grate one or more nutmegs into a
very fine powder. For children, give
one-sixth to one-third of a teaspoonful.
according to the. age, of this powder,
mixed with a small quantity of milk.
For adults, from a half to two teaspoon
l'uls may be given in the same way
according to the severity of the case.
Every two hours is generally the best
time to administer this remedy.
Insomnia (sleeplessness) is very often
effectually relieved by one or two doses
of nutmeg, when much stronger agents
have signally failed. — Courier Journal.
BROILED MEATS.
It is to be regretted that under various
pretexts be the frying-pan still continues tc
the favorite cooking utensil in Ameri¬
can kitchens. A piece of meat had al¬
most as well be thrown away as put in a
frying-pan of fat. Gradually people are
learning more intelligent methods of
cookery, but the change is so slow that
it is discouraging to any one who knows
how much health and life is daily and
hourly sacrificed to barbaric methods of
cookery. There is no way of cooking
meats so simple and at once so perfect as
broiling. The secret of success lies in
first searing over the meat on the out¬
side, so as to retain the juices, and after¬
ward finishing the cooking at less intense
heat. To accomplish this the meat
should be well seasoued, slightly dusted
with flour, and placed near bright coals,
then almost constantly turned and cooked
on the other side. After this is done
the gridiron should be lifted up from
the tire and the meat cooked about three
or four inches from the coals. It should
be lifted up and turned whenever there
is any disposition to “blaze up” from fat
or juices dropping in the fire. Before
putting the meat over to cook all
dampers should be opened, so as to al¬
low any smoke from blazing fat to pass up
the chimney. A good, thick beefsteak
will usually take about twelve minutes to
cook properly through, and yet have the
meat red-rare within. A mutton chop
should be cut thick and trimmed of all
fat. It will usually take about ten min¬
utes to cook such a chop. Lamb chops
should be well done, but are cut thinner
and should be cooked about the same
time as the mutton chops. Ham should
be broiled to show bits of brown over
the slices, but never crisp. A slice of
calf’s liver is one of the most delicious
meats broiled. Dip it iu melted butter,
season and dust it with flour and broil it
over clear coals, and serve it with maitre
i’hotel butter .—New York Tribune .j
RECIPES.
Boiled Macaroni—One quart of boil
ing water, one-half teaspoon of salt, ter
sticks of macaroni broken in small pieces:
boil till soft, pour off the water aud sea¬
son with pepper and butter.
Tapioca Custard Pudding—Three table
spoonfuls of tapioca soaked in a cup of
milk one-half hour, yolks of four eggs,
one pint of milk; boil ten minutes, then
add .the whites of the eggs; flavor with
vanilla, and serve cold.
Fried Tripe—Cut one pound of boiled
tripe in small pieces: put a half cup of
butter, one cup of vinegar and one onion
minced into a frying-pan; when the
onion turns yellow put in the tripe; sea¬
son and cook ten minutes; serve ou but¬
tered toast.
Lemon Sauce—One teacupful of sugar,
one-half- teacup of butter, one table
spoonful of flour, all well mixed together.
Add also the grated rind of a lemon and
a pint of boiling water. Boil five min¬
utes. When ready to serve squeeze into
the sauce the juice of one lemon.
Stewed Lamb With Rice—Cat a neck
of lamb in pieces, fiut it in a stewpan
with butter, chopped onions, sweet herbs
and parsley; brown slightly, season with
salt and pepper, add broth or vf&ter
enough to cover it and cook twenty-five
minutes: then to one quart of broth or
water add a quarter of a pint of rice.
Stew slowly, covered until rice and
meat are done.
Cranberry Sauce— Wash and scald the
berries, and to every pound of fruit add
three-quarters of a pound of granulated
sugar and half a pint of water; stew
over a moderate fire. Cover, but do not
stir the fruit. After they come to a boil,
let them boil from five to seven minutes,
and then remove from the fire. If the
sauce is to be kept for some time, put it
up in seif sealing jnrs before it cools.
pound Apple Rice Pudding—Cook half a
of rice in one quart of water,
until it is tender. Drain off the water,
add one pint of milk, half cup of sugar,
the grated rind of half a lemon, and let
it stay on the fire until the riec is quite
lone- and has absorbed the milk, then
idd the beaten yolks of three eggs; peel
and core six apples, simmer iu a rich
yrup and water, in which is the grated
rind of half a lemon and two or three
Moves. When done through take out
of the syrup, arrange on a dish with the
rice around them and pour over them the
syrup.
Electric Sparks Easily Produced.
A very simple apparatus for obtaining
an electric spark is made by a German
physicist. Round the centre of a cora
mon lamp chimney i s pasted a strip of
tinfoil, and another strip is pasted from
one end of the chimney to within a quar¬
ter of an inch of this ring. Then a
briskly. In the dark a bright electric
qiark may be seen to pass from one piece
ff tinfoil to the other each time the
orush is withdrawn from the chimney.
Many other experiments can be tried with
the apparatus.
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are Daily Manufacturing into
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Formerly of BERND BROS. Successor to BERNI) & KENT.
--MANUFACTURER OF
SADDLES, HARNESS 5
COLLARS, ETC.
--AND DEALER IN-
Leatelr, Saddles, Harness and Sloe laker's Sillies
WILL, BUY
hides, sheepskins, hies, beeswax, wool, dried peaches, etc.
410 Cherry Street, MACON, GEORGIA.
Redding & Baldwin
HAVE THE FINEST AND BEST SELECTED STOCK OF
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--FOB
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SOUTH OF N EW YORK.
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NEWELS, WINDOW AND DOOR FRAMES.
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BIDDERS, CONTRACTORS AND MANUFACTURERS OF SASH, DOORS, BLINDS
MOULDINGS, ETC.
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