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What Is Heroism.
There are diff. rei fh asm,
any* au exchange, x me people it
is jnmpin into fh t of a fight,
an«l to oth is it is t • t Inranco
of everyday troubl*
The boy who in t v* up hi* in
clinatiotis because . y commands,
who must live a life If sacrifice, is
a greater hero than theot k* in the
enthusiasm of tl merit sacrifices
hia life for nnotb :C|\
The boy w ho stood his admiral
and went down with 1 itigittg Eng
li»b man of war w > who ought
to have a tablet in \Y n»tor Abbey,
where Kngland k r< •cord of her
greatest ok n, but he ii no respect
greater thnn n hoy v, know, whose
father has hit* lied, and h , given
tip his hop*,.* ol c.ir* or to go
into btisiti* k Ip Hippr rt his
mother. The v* r v patient, un
complaining 1 t lie truly great
ones.
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The married lean wie pumping the
bachelor on the inatrim uml question,
having us his object a few buclieloriao
W ews.
’Well,” lie said after considerable
discussion, “what do yon think of mat
r irnony, snyws y ?’’
“I don’t think of it at all,” was the
conclusive n sponge. “I’ve given up
all thoughts of it long ago.”
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is enabled to peneiiat deeply into its
tissue.
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THE MONROE ADVERTISER, FORSYTH. GA., TUESDAY. OCTOBER 30, 1894. -EIGHT PAGES.
the end of it ail.
The proa I man, fat with the fat of the laud,
Do/ vl hack In tm utlfcen chair;
Hioi.-u wines of th<> world, black men fo
command,
B »re curios, rich and rare,
Tull knights In armor on either hand—
Y**t trouble was in the air.
The proud man dre*na»1 of his young days,
when
He toiled light-hearted nnd snug all dav.
He dr-nme l again of his gold, and of men
Grown old In his service and hungry and
gray.
Then Ms two bands lightened a time; and
t lien
They tightened, nu l tightene 1 to stay !
Ah fne ! this drunkenness, worse than wine!
This grasping with greedy hold !
Why, ti.- poorest man upon earth, I opine,
f- that tn tu who has uothiug but gold.
How better the love of man divine,
IVfth Go i‘e love, manifol I !
1 hey o im;* fo the dead tnan ba :k in his chair,
Dust liverie 1 servants that come with the
light :
Hi' "jes "too i open With a frighten” 1 stare,
Rut his hands still tighten# I, a* a vice is
tiglit.
I hey opmad hi* hands—nothing was there,
Nothing but bits of night.
-Joaquin Miller, In the Independent.
AN OLD LOVE AFFAIR.
if___wind blowing briskly was
straight from
the mountains.
The gaunt pear
tree growing at
the door of the
«*' /A tl little, old woath
/• t
*fl fj j er-worn house
J■ was in a whirl of
Ijt dying cramped blossoms.
y/f front yard and,
further out, the
sunken wooden planks that served for
sidewalk, were heaped and white with
them.
Behind the house, its one gable
shining sharply against it, a blaze of
saffron revealed the April sunset.
In all the long street only two per¬
sons were visible. One was a rosy
faoed woman toiling up from tho gro¬
cery store below with her arms full
of small packages ; the other, a lank,
tall man, middle-aged, like herself,
who came slouching along from the
opposite direction. They met at the
gate of the little house.
“Well, Rachel.”
“Well, Bill.”
“How are yo’ gittiu’ ’long now? I
ain't seen yo’ fo’ near two weeks.”
“Well only toler’ble. Mother’s
been ailin’ more’n usual, an’ I’ve been
kep’ pretty close. She’s better now.
You look well, Bill.
“Yes, nothin’ ever happens tome.”
He leaned his arms upon the pailings
before him. “Wan’t any wood
chopped, Rachel, or anything heavy
moved, or a nail put in somewheres?”
“No, Bill; I’m real comfortable jist
now.”
“This fence needs fixin’. ” He shook
it roughly, and a piece of pailing
broke off in his hand. “One strip o’
an’ a half a dozen nails’d make
it all right, again. It’s rotten, tho;”
he shook it once more.
“Yes, it’s old, Bill, like most every¬
thing ’bout hero is. A new coat o’
whitewash ’ll make it better, I guess.”
“I won’t be here to put it on fo’
yo’, Rachel; I’ve got a three-months’
job down to Rider’s at Haversham.
I'm goin’ down the road a piece an’
git a lift in his cart. He’s waitin’ fo’
me.”
“I’m real glad to hear it, Bill.”
“A good three months’ job. Rider’s
daughter’s goin’ to git married, an’ he’s
goin’ to give her a house, and I’m to
build it—sort o’ cousin o’ mine, yo’
know.” He pulled himself away from
tho fence and held out his haud. “Yo’il
have to do without me for a while,
Rachel; goodby. ”
“Goodbv, Bill.”
He lingored yet auother minute.
“No show fo’ me yet, eh, Rachel?”
She shook her head. She looked
young as she smiled up at him. With
that smile on her face she lifted the
latch aud let herself into the lit¬
tle green yard. A daffodil was blos
Homing at the ft ot of the pear tree.
She stooped to pull it, aud, carrying
it like a little candle in her hand,
made her way back to the kitchen. A
blaze of sunset blinded her as she
opened the door. She groped her way
across to the table in the corner, and
dropped her packages in a heap
upon it.
Two people were speaking in the ad¬
joining room. She could hear every
word that was said. With bonnet in
hand she stood listening.
“It is fifteen year ago to-day since
Bill Tipsdale shot my Tom, Mis’ Sim¬
mons.”
“Yes, I remember all ’bout it, Mis’
Fuller.”
“An I a’n't never been able to git
over his doin it neither. An’ when he j
comes here an’ wanted my Rachel, 1
jist says: 'No; no girl o mine is go
in’ to marry into a fatn’ly where they
are sieh fools they p’int loaded guns
at their neighbors. ’ An’he says: ‘Yo’
know I didn’t do it o’ purpose, Mis’
Fuller.’ An’I says: ‘Purpose or no
purpose, yo' ain’t goin’ to git my
Rachel.’ An’ I ain’t ever felt like say
in' anything different.
The old woman turned her gaze to
the wall. There was no sunset light
in this room ; the only window opened
toward the east and the pike road. It
was light enough, however, for her to
see a face that stared down upon her
from its time-worn frame on the
bureau. It was a crude, boyish, un¬
satisfactory face, but it had been that
of her idol. A shot from Bill Tips¬
dale’s gun had shattered him. She
grudged the very grass its privilege of
growing over him.
“To-morrow’s Saturday,” Rachel
said, “an’ I’ve got to git up early, an’
stir ’rouuo, an’ work. I haven't a day
nex’ week 1 c’n call my own. I'm go*
in’ up to the Turner farm to help with
the spring cleanin’, an’ then the Meth
odist preacher’s wife stopped me down
ou the pike, an’ asked me come an’
help her with her sowiuV’
1 he daffodil in the glass on the little
table and a few of its kin still left un
pulled in the neighboring yards were
soon all that survived of the April
i loom. A storm raged the next day;
Green Meadows was swept clean of its
white. Mav came. June
down upon the hill? land. The bushes
that walled in Bill Tipsdale’a little
garden were heavy with roses. Many
a time on her way back and forth
Rachel pulled a handful to put in the
cracked Japanese pitcher on the
kitchen shelf. They seemed to bring
her uncouth lover nearer to her. The
year took a great stride toward
Ihanksgiving. Thero were seeflet
berries instead of roses on Bill
dale's long bushes.
One Sunday afternoon Rachel broke
off a sprig from an overhanging branch
as she passed by on her way from
church.
“!*>’ haven t seen him lately, have
yo , Rachel?”
She turned and faoed Miss Simmons.
“No, not fo’ mor’n seven months, Mis’
Simmons. ”
The older woman stood silent a mo¬
ment and looked, first at Rachel and
then at the barred, smokeless house
standing in the thin November light,
and back at Rachel again.
“They're hardly any o’ them—hard¬
ly any man—worth rememberin’ in
that way,” nodding toward the berries.
‘ They re pretty,” said Rachel,
rather stifly.
‘He ain t as nice as yo think he i*,
Rachel, laying a hand on her arm.
Don t yo ever hear any news from
Haversham ?
“No; what is the matter, Mis’ Sim¬
mons?”
“Bill Tipsdale’s married to Hester
Ridey. They’ve been married more’n
a month.”
“How do yo’know he’s married to
Hester Rider?”
“Folks at Haversham all say so, an’
Simmons asked old man Rider, an’ he
said yes; an’ that same day he seen
him and Hester walkin' down the
street together.”
“It's strange fo' Bill Tipsdale to do
a thing like that, Mis’ Simmons.”
“ft’s a shame an’ a sin. Rachel.
Stickin’ to yo’ so long, an’ then not to
know any better’n to marry a girl jist
halt' s old as he is.”
“I don’t seem able to believe it at
all.”
“It’s as true as that I'm staudin’
here tollin'yo' and yo’re standin’ here
listenin’.” Rachel stooped and picked
up the bunch of berries that had fallen
out of her hand. “Don’t yo’ go wor
ryin* ’bout it, Rachel. Yo* were too
good for him, anyhow.”
Rachel stared steadily into Mrs.
Simmons’s face. “There isn’t anything
to worry ’bout, Mrs. Simmons. I’ve
always had my mother to tend to, an’
sewin’ au’ cleanin’ fo’ other folks, an’
I’ll jist keep on doin’ as I’ve always
done. I ain’t a baby to go an’ knock
my head against ft stone wall.”
She tramped homeward erect and
stern. Once she stopped and flung
tho rose-hips far out into the middle
of the road. A little cloud of dust rose
up ami hid them from her. She felt
as if she had flung away the last shred
of her youth.
“Where are yo’ goin’, Rachel?”
asked her mother an hour later.
“What yo’ puttin’ yo’r bonnet on fo’?
Seems to me yo’ jist come in an’ then
go out, again.”
“I’m goin’ to run down an’ tell Mr.
Simmons to stop fo’ me to-morrow
mornin’ with his express. I might's
well go to Haversham to-morrow an’
do my fall slioppin’ as nex’ week.
When it’s done it’s done.”
Out of the fog that shrouded the
dawn of the following day rattled a
curiously colored vehicle—a glare of
yellow and splotchy crimson—and
drew up in front of the Fuller house.
A muftiecl figure waited at the gate.
“That yo’, Miss Rachel?”
“Yes, I’m here, Mr. Simmons.” He
helped her up carefully to a seat.
“Only got vo’ and the letters this
mornin’. Chilly, ain’t it?”
The last house on the street had
been but lately built. Its white paint
was void of age and weather stain; its
shingles fresh and yellow. It had no
garden; simply a strip of grass divid¬
ed by a brick walk that ran up to the
door.
Rachel had her hand held out to the
when a step sounded behind her.
A young woman with her sun bon¬
pushed back off her face and a ket¬
in her haud stopped at the gate.
was tall and had au abundance of
fair hair that curled about her
brows like that of a baby’s ; her eyes
were blue.
“Aro yo’ Bill Tipsdale’s wife?”
“Yes, m’m.” Tha young woman
gazed curiously at the blunt middle
aged one,
“How long have vo’ been married
to him?”
“Most two months. It’ll be two
months to-morrow.”
“I heard so, but I jist come in from
Green Meadows to-day, an’ I thought
I’d ask,”
“I hope yo’H be happy,” she said,
slowly.
The gabled houses swam out of
sight. She could smell the late roses
in the little gardens as she stumbled
along ; but she was half way down the
street before the fences stopped wav
ering, or the rose bushes were more
than a blur of crimson. It was a
shadowy vehicle driven rattled' by a shadowy
Mr. Simmons that toward her
as she waited on the corner,
“Yo’ look mortal pale, Miss
Rachel. Heard anything while yo’
went ’round doin’ yo’r shoppin ?”
“No; I’m tired Mr. Simmons. I’ll
feel all right when we’se movin' an’
the wind Mowin'. I guess.”
They had traveled more than half
the distance to Green Meadows and
were in the heart of the hill country
when Mr. Simmons turned upon his
companion with the same question he
had asked her in Haversham.
“Heard any bad news to-day, Miss
Rachel'?’
“No, none a'tall. '
“Now, don't yo’ git frightened,
Miss Rachel, but I’m goin’ to tell vo’
Green ■boat something Meadows this that mornin. happened'in
“What, Mr. Simons?”
“Well, then, vo’r house burned
down this mornin’.
She caught his arm in a grasp that
made him wince.
“An’ what's ccmo to my poor old
mother, ? Mr. Simmons?”
“she , safe , , sound, . , not
s an an a
scratch on her. Bill Tipsdale was
passin’ an' he rushed in an’ carried the
old lady out through the blaze an’
took her up to his house an’ laid her
on the bed, an’went back an’ helped
to save the things. Everything 3 been
burnt up if Bill hadn’t been so stir
jin’.”
Down they plunged into a hollow;
anything that Rachel had to say was
' lost in the clatter that followed. They
; elinbed up to the level again; the
mountains were closing in about them.
“Can’t vo’go faster, Mr. Simmons?”
A cloud of dust rose up and went
before and behind them. The little
naked lurches along the pike looked
silver like and ghostly through it.
; They beckoned, but the two traveler*
rattled on. It was throught this cloud
of dust that Rachel caught a glimpse
j of the blackened wallsof her old home,
A little after she stood at Bill Tips
j dale’s door,
There was a lamp burning in tae
front room. That and the logs on tin
hearth flooded it with light.
' The old propped in bed
w oman, up
in the corner, rose on her elbow a-s
Rachel came in. Her face was ns vital
as ever.
“Go git Bill Tipsdale. Go git him,
right now.”
“Mother—”
“Go git Bill Tipsdale. I say.”
Bill thrust his head in irom the
blackness of the outer room.
“Come in here, Bill Tipsdale.” Ho
lumbered forwward. “I don’t lov vo’
better’n I ever did, Bill Tipsdale, an*
l don’t ever expect to, an’ I don’t
think yo’ve got more sense than yo’
had before, either, but yo’ seved me
from bein’ burned up this mornin’,
an’ I ain't goin’ to forgit it any
more’n I’m goin’ to forget some other
things. An' if yo’ want Rachel, vo’
can have her. ”
“I guess Rachel’ll have to decide
that, Miss Fuller; but if she’ll have
me, I’ll lie glad to have her.”
“But yo’re married to Hester
Rider,” said Rachel.
Bill took a step or two toward her.
“How do yo’ know I’m married to
Hester Rider?”
“The folks all say so, an’ to-day,
when I went to town, J went an’ asked
her.”
Bill became radiant. He held up
his left hand, with all its five fingers
spread out us far as possible, nn l with
the forefinger of his right checked off
each statement he made.
“William E. Tipsdale—that’s me.
William C. Tipsdale—that’s a nephew
of mine. Will Tipsdale they call him,
not Bill, an’ he looks like me, too,
only younger. He’s married to Hes¬
ter Rider. Don’t I tell yo’ old Rider’s
daughter was goin’ to git married,
an’ J was goin’ to build a house fo’
him?”
Rachel was dumb.
“1 guess that’s why folks have been
foolin’ mo all day long. ”
The old woman championod him
from her pillows.
“Yo’ must have forgot Bill Tips¬
dale’s one o’the stickin'kind, Rachel.”
“No; I never thought yo’d believe
that o’ me, Rachel.”
“I don’t know how I could have be¬
lieved it, either,” she said.
The afternoon of the following day
they walked together to the parson¬
age and were married. Coming baok
through the churchyard Bill pointed
toward a little sunken grave on the
edge of the winding walk.
“He’s kep’ us waitin’ a long time,
Rachel.”
“Poor Tom! Mother loved him
better than all the test of us put to¬
gether.”
They let themselves out into the de¬
serted lane that ran along on one side
of the church, and strolled along like
two children, hand in hand.
“I guess yo’all think I’m the kind
that live3 from haud to mouth, with¬
out any care fo’ to-morrow; but
there’s where I’ve been just a little
smarter than yo’ think. I know I ain’t
worked hard enough to hurt myself,
Rachel, but I’ve been savin’ an’savin’,
an’ there’s a right smart Bum o’ mine
in Haversham bank. I thought that
maybe some day yo’ an’ me could have
a chance, an’ so I kep’ on savin’. We
could begin buildin’ to-morrow,
Rachel.”
“We’ll talk it over first with mother,
Bill.”—The Independent.
An Elm’s Foliage.
Within a stone’s throw of the high
service reservoir in Druid Hill Park,
and about fifty yards off from the
driveway leading to the Pimlico road
gate, stand two towering elms, one of
which is a botanical curiosity. From
its limbs hang a growth of dead leaves
destroyed by worms, while forcing its
way rapidly to maturity is a new
growth, offering a singular contrast in
its bright freshness to tho dried and
darkened greens of surrounding trees.
This is the third growth of foliage
borne by the elm this year. The first
was destroyed by worms early in June,
hardly a trace of a leaf remaining, so
thoroughly did the pests prosecute
their destruction. In the first days of
July the elm brought out its second
foliage, which was destroyed in a simi¬
lar manner. But not to be discouraged,
the patient elm once more produces
its summer dress, and is being watched
with great interest by two or three
botanists of the city who are aware of
its phenomenal productions. It is the
only tree the worms have infested, and
from their persistency it would seem
they are making a desperate effort to
accomplish the brave elm’s destruc¬
tion.—Baltimore American.
The Glove Reader.
Lovers of the mysterious have now
before them a new article known as
“manicology. ” All they have to do
is to dispatch a pair of old gloves—
and a few postage stamps—to the
manicologist, and this enterprising
gentleman will help them to “know
where thev are.”
Your manicologist is a clever fellow.
He claims that after gloves have got
thoroughly “set” to the shape of the
hands they become documents bearing
j witness disposition to and their “prospects wearer’s character. in life”—
document, [S ritten in . sort of uni
versal and te. et mysterious language,
with Which onlv the manicologist is
. acquainted. —New York Journal.
A Curious Disease.
A curious disease of the western
interior of Africa, endemic along the
valley ,, of , the Congo, characterized , , . ,, by
torpor, which gradually increases un
til the victim falls asleep, in which
! condition he may remain for months.
Only natives seem to be attacked, and
! recovery is unknown. A poisonous
fungus growing on the native grain
j erops is a suggested cause, with no
evidence to sustain this explanation,
j however.—Trenton (N. J.) American.
FLOATING FACTS.
The unexplored area of Canada is
estimated at 1,000,009 square miles.
In China wheu a pupil is reciting
his lesson he turns his back to his
teacher.
A Kansas editor, in a plea for better
pavements, says that even cats and
clogs have sprained ankles in that
town.
In Norway persons who have not
been vaccinated are not allowed to vote
at any election.
New York has 400 regular egg chan¬
dlers, who earn their bread by telling
good eggs from bad.
A hundred tons of eats’ tails were
ree?ntly sold in one lot in London.
The one-legged man always puts his
best foot forward.
The poet and the coroners have the
same trade—embalming.
Very few women drink,and yet most
of them are always well laced.
The gravy is the poetry at roast
chicken, while the dressing is the an¬
them.
A dog never needs a tonic, as he
always has plenty of whine and bark.
Why is a seamstress like a convales¬
cent? Because she is on the mend.
When a girl is in love she wonders
how her mother ever came to marry
her father.
A Beautiful Blotchy Face.
Right off’ you say “Impossible!”
And so it is. Tetter, Eczema,
Ringworm or auy other scaly, ugly
skin disease makes the handsomest face
hideous. “Tetterine” will cure them.
It’s the only eure—certain, safe, sure.
It costs 50 cents. Druggists or by
mail from J. T. Shuptrine, Savannah,
Ga.
Mil. CniMsoNBKAK—Isn’t it hard
work minding the baby?
Nurse Girl—Not half as hard as try¬
ing to make the baby mind me.
MACON’S EXPOSITION.
The Attractions of tlie Interstate
l>ixie Fair Will Be Par Kxcellence.
As usual when our Macon friends got right
down to business,, they are sure to make a
success of the Dixie Interstate Fair. Advices
received from the secretary’s office say that
the exhibits in a'l the departments anil the
special attractions will bo better than have
ever been known in tho State of Georgia.
The attendance of many thousands of people
is the on’y thing that gives the managers any
concern. The problem now seems to be to
care for the people and the secretary has
found it necessary to advertise in the local
papers for all persons who are wil ing to take
visitors dur.ng the fair, to send their names
to his office. It would'seem, therefore, that
while every inducement is being offered to
crowd the city with visitors, no effort will be
spared to make them comfortable while there.
To our farmers we would say that if they
would like to see what their neighbors are
doing in the way of producing from Georgia
soil let them go to Macon any time between
October 23.1 and November 8th and they will
And enough to a-tonish them in tht«f Mne,
Many people in our own county are s .ding
entries in thesevoral departments, ana ibis is
a-surance that considerable interest, is being
taken in this section in the coming Dixie In¬
terstate Fair. Besides Held crops, in which
the premiums are very liberal, the Georgia
farmer is given an opportunity to see wliat he
can do in tlie way of stock-raising. The pre¬
mium offers in this department are exceed¬
ing y liberal. The following specimens taken
at random from the premium list will show
what is being done in that line.
Best Staliion, 3 years old and over, and
three of his colts—first premium, $25.00; sec¬
ond premium, $13,00.
Best Brood Mare and Suckling Colt—first
premium, $20.00; second premium, $10.00.
Best M ire, 3 years old and over—first pre¬
mium, $13.00; second premium*$10.00.
Tiie individual making the largest and best
display of products grown or produced by
him or her, or under his or her direction, $2 00.
The individual making the second best dis¬
play as above, $130.
The individual making the third best dis¬
play as above, $100.
Best Di-play of Garden Vegetables grown
and exhibited by one person—first premium,
$23.00; second premium, $15.00.
But while the farmer is being instructed lie
will also be entertained The list of special
attractions prepared for the Dixie Interstate
Fair is a long one. We mention the celebrated
Midway I“Iai-ance which is in itself worth a
trip to Macon. At the recent St. Louis Fair,
which closed last week, the attendance on the
Midway Plaisance in one day was 05,000 peo¬
ple. This gives some idea of the popularity
of tliis great attraction and the wonderful
hold it has on tho people.
The ent erprise shown by the managers of
Dixie Interstate Fair in securing this great
attraction is only in keeping with the entire
management of this whole exposition. But
not content with that, they have secured, at
at enormous expense, Pain’s celebrated pyro¬
technic and spectacular production known as
the “Last Days of Pomp ii.” This production
will be given for six nights during the fair
and will afford our people thelast opportunity
they will probably have in some timetoseeit
In addition to the Fall of Pompeii and other
brilliant fire-works there will hi produced
from time to time portraits in lire of many
of the distinjuishe l per-onages of the day.
Close neighbors a- \vi are to Macon, with the
cheap railroad fares furn'shed, we can afford
to look in on our M icon friends often during
the continuan-e of tlie fa r, and the time can
be profitably and pleasantly spent. The hos¬
pitality of Macon ii proverbial and she has
never failed in this particular. Our people
will give her an earnest support anl we know
that there will be a gathering there such as
wil! make ns glal to se^.
Study common sense and comfort rather
than custom and asbion.
Dr. Ki mer's Swamp-Root curei
ail Pamphlet Kidney and Consultation Biadder troubles.
and tree.
Laboratory Binghamton, N. Y.
In Turkey be Is are u'most invariably
spread on tlie floor.
State or Ohio, Citt or Toledo,
Lucas County.
Frank J. Chenky makes oath that he is the
County S£°5]i5W»iS? and State aforesaid, ?„"?&' and Wi that 3"¥3KdS said
firm
^“e^the sum of ONE HUNDRED DOL
LARS for each aud every case of Catarrh that
c in not be cured by the use of Hall’s Catarrh
Cuke. Frank J. Chlney.
worn to before me and subscribed in my
presence, this 6th day of December. A. D. 1836.
, —) A. W. Gleason,
< 1 Notary Public.
Hall’s Catarrh Cure te taken internally and acta
directly on the blood and mucous surfaces of
the system. Send for testimonials, free.
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things worth knowing.
The Duke of Wellington was called
the Achilles of England, from the vic¬
tory at Waterloo.
Charles I. was called the Man of
Blood by the Puritans, and the Coy.d
Martyr by the royalists.
W illiam Hogarth w as dubbed the
Juvenal of Painters, from the satirical
character of his works.
The imperial guard at Peking, which
is drawn from the banner army, con¬
sists of eight regiments.
Thomas Moore was the young Catul¬
lus, Melodious Bard and the Pander of
Nenus, from the character of his works.
Correggio was called the Ariel of the
Italian Renaissance, because of the
light, airy, cheerful character of his
pnintings.
Among the Turks the bodies of the
dead aro held in extreme reverence,
though the cemeteries are used as pic¬
nic grounds.
Heavy deposits of black sand, of
about the firmness of ordinary beach
sand, arc found at various points along
the Pacific coast.
The mummification of human bodies
was practiced by the Egyptians from
prehistoric times until after tlic Sixth
century of our era.
A piece of flagging on Grasswell
road, London, weighing 217 pounds,
was lifted out of place by tho growth
of toadstools beneath it.
The Egyptian embalmers preserve
not only the human body, but also the
bodies of cats, monkeys, sacred bulls
and some other animals.
Sowter was the old name for a shoe"
maker hence Sowter, Sutor, Sutter,
and from another name cobble, cob¬
bler, cobber, cobbot and others.
Arizona has produced more than
$800,000,000 of precious metals. The
exports of silver have exceeded $5,
000,000 a year and of copper $4,000,
000 .
An inquiry instituted among the Lou¬
don free libraries shows that Mrs.
Henry Wood, Edna Lyall and Rider
Haggard are the most popular writers.
Funeral orations are of the highest
antiquity. Before written history be¬
gan they were pronounced over the
bodies of kings and heroes.
"Waters, Watson, Wattersou, Wat¬
kins, Watkinson and some others are
sons of men called Water, because he
lived on tlie bank of a stream.
Tho most ancient tombs in the
world, so far as known, are those of
the Theban kings of Egypt. They are
believed to be more than four thousand
years old.
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adapting the world’s best products to
the needs of physical being, will attest
the value to health of the pure liquid
laxative principles embraced in the
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It has permanently satisfaction curing millions and
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The Best Thing in
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K J is Pearline. That’s the solid truth. You
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V It saves you so much that it’s cheaper thar.
the commonest stuff can be. Proof—the
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Some women are afraid of Pearline.
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milk pails, anyway, And it can’t hurt the finest lace or the
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Not with the imitations—the fact that they are
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1 he khediveof Egypt has a gorgeous
bicycle, almost entirely plated with
silver.
Every one of England's royal princes
wears a facsimile of his bride’s wedding
ling.
At a recent wedding in Moknue,
Mo., the groom’s name was Abraham
Lincoln Strickland and that of the offi¬
ciating clergyman was Jefferson Davis
Greer.
Governor Stone lias commenced a
crusade against gambling in Missouri
by closing all the houses in St. Jo¬
seph.
Miss M. E. Braddon, who lias writ¬
ten fifty-four novels, quails before the
camera. One hundred dollars and a
royalty on every picture sold have
been offered to her if she will consent
to be “taken,” but she is not tempted.
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/,//'Golden it, take Dr. Pierce’s
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nat¬
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•> puny are made
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It rouses every organ of the body to ac
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the so that the body feels refreshed
and strengthened. If you arc too thin, too
weak, too nervous, it may be that the food
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of bile is necessary for the reception of the
fat foods in the blood. Too often the liver
holds back this element w hich would help
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M. J. Coleman of jj Sargent St.. Roxbury ,
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medicine, ____
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If any person who reads this is suffering from
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