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GWINNETT HERALD. rtHKO EVERY WEDNESDAY, BY PKEPLES i YABBRODGH. ' E „ ji. PEEPLES, Editor. ««wh, -si»; jiSptton rates are cash-payable n,onfJ !obtainS ve subscribers, and •■"SStan wishing their papers cne post-office to another, mgedfrom 1 he p oS t. o (Sce i.*rlhU .hey wa,i. »'°t. WOAI advertisements. Cfiff SitlM. par re _ 5 00 jrtgage fifa I <( M 5 00 * jj Stod«Mora«»l creditors... 5 00 are »o sell land... le of land, per square J JJ tters of dismission.... • ,plication for homestead 3 00 tray notices tg. Sales of land, by administrators, Json or guardians, are required by f S be held on the first Tuesday in the D h between the hours of ten the Son and three in the afternoon, at *Conrt-house in the county in which . nronertv is situated. Notice of these sales must be given in public gazette 40 days previous to the N'otiee'to debtors and creditors of an ate must also be published 40 days. Notice for the sale of personal proper must be given in like manner, 10 days evious to sale day. Notice that application will be made the Court of Ordinary for leave to I land must be published for four weeks. Citations on letters of administration, ardianship, &c., must be published 30 y g. for dismission from administration, mthly, three months; for dismission >m guardianship, 40 days. Rules for the foreclosure of mortgages ist be published monthly, four months ; ■ establishing lost papers, for the full jee of three months ; for compelling les from executors or administrators, iere bond has been given by the de ised.tlie full space of three months. Sheriff’s sales must be published for ir weeks. Rstray notices, two weeks. Publications wilt always be continued lording to these, the legal requirements, ess otherwise ordered. ■ professional cards. Hi..!, wish. wm. e. SIMMONS. ■WINN & SIMMONS. ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Hwrencevii.le, Georgia. H’ractice in Gwinnett and the adjoining mar 15-ly ax l hutoiiins, garnett m’millan, Ga. Clarksville, Ga. muTCHiNS 4- McMillan , ft ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Hlfieesat Lawrencevilleand Clarksville. H’raetice in the counties of the Western ■cuit, and in Milton and Forsyth of the Ridge. mar 15-ly J. N.’ GLENN, ■ ATTORNEY AT LAW, HwEEXCKVILLE, GA. HV'ill promptly attend to all business ■rusted to his care, and also to Land, Hunty and Pension claims mar 15-Cm IYLEIt M. PEEPLES, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Hwrenceville, ga. in the counties of Gwinnett, Hli, Jackson and Milton. claims promptly attended to ■nar 15-6 m »S. T. K. & Q. A. MITCHELL, [ I lawrenceville, GA., I^Bespectfully tender a continuation of ■ r professional services to the citizens ■era Hy. Keep constantly on hand a ass ortment of drugs and chemicals, carefully prepared. • sHAFFErTmTi0 , ■YSICIAN AND SURGEON, ■ LAWRENCEVILLE, ga. _■ mar 15-6 m 81511B 1511 - T. G. JACOBS, I SURGEON DENTIST, prepared to practice his proses ■ ' . T au lts branches, informs the citi ■ ' and vicinity that he ** office in Lawrenceville from Hn, » tbe . lßth of each mouth. By ■ Ari,r i ? n t 0 business, and reason ■onag?’ hOpCS t 0 Becure a liberul work warranted. mar22ly I B * F. ROBERTS, Attorney at Law, ■ALPHARETTA, GEORGIA, business entrusted to K ( . * be Ridge circuit; also “ les . Ball and Gwiunett of ‘stern circuit. ii'nT Ckd W i th C(il 11 ■ H - Walker , niton. Land Warrants arul Ctt *s against the United States m ern^ : june U4nn W iIJ i~UM; noi si:, ■7 Q f Street, near the Car Shed, ATLANTA, ga. I *AI.ITII, - - Proprietor. Meal , or Lodging, 50 Cents. ■ U S lfl-tf Weekly Gwinnett Herald. T. M. PEEPLES, PROPRIETOR ] Vol. I. In the Bright Days to Come. In the brighter days to come, We shall forget the gloom That falls around the weary heart Like shadows of the tomb. The sunshine then will brightly fall Upon life's golden store, And cares that throng our pathway now, Will come to us no more. It is the dream of brighter hours That cheer our hearls to-day, When roses blushing through the thorns, Will gladden all my way. And if no starry crown be set On life’s unfading tree, Hope whispers that a chaplet wreath Is waiting there for me. Alas! how many pilgrims here Are watching long in vain For brighter days of happiness To come to them again. They never see how cold and dark The shadows round them lie, For hope’s brighter star sends its pure ray Athwart the frowning sky. If there never comes to us The joys for which we wait, Tis that sweet voice that leads us still Up to the pearly gate? It is the angle hope that comes A messenger of love, To brighten all the hours of life And lead us home above. ■ For the Gwinnett Herald. PEN AND INK SKETCHES. Evan Howell Was born iu Cabarius county, North Carolina, the 23d of Octo her, 1782. In early life lie was an invalid and went on crutches. Being poor and disabled from hard labor, he learned the saddler’s trade, by which he might earn a livelihood. Recovering in a few years, he married and went to farming—him self and his wife being the princi pal laborers. Soon be borrowed money, and with it purchased a negro girl, and soon after com menced to sell goods on a small scale, in his native county. Fifty years ago, he moved to Georgia and settled on the Chatta hoochee, in this county, where he died ; and for a half a century was a citizen of Gwinnett, and one of the best. Here he carried on his farm and continued the business of selling goods successfully. lie did a large crediting business, for a country store, and was indul gent to bis customers, yet was a close collector. In those days it was common for men to get in debt and settle by running away. Some at first would attempt to settle with Mr. Howell in this way, but was al ways unsuccessful. He always pursued them —was sure to over take them—and surealways to get his money. The frequent occur rences of this sort, his invariable success, soon established for him such a character, that those con templating settlements in this way, would always settle properly with Mr. Howell, before leaving. I never heard of but one in stance in which he was well nigh baffled. James White, who was a shrewd, cunning man, got into ev ery body’s debt, and Mr Howell’s as well. He ran away and Mr. Howell pursued, doubting his suc cess; for he had a keen insight into White’s character, and well understood his cunning. White expected it, and remarked after wards, that he feared no one but Howell. He had been gone seve ral hours and knew that by this time Howell must be hard after him, and to elude him took the back track for home, in a zig-zag direction. Howell lost his track, which threw him somewhat in con fusion ; but recovering directly, concluded that lie must have re turned home, which proved to be correct; for he had returned, cros sed the river, took down its banks and went home. Mr. Howell re turned by a different route, and getting on the flank side of White’s house, met him in the road, mak ing off again. Of course, White had to pay the debt. Mr. Howell was unlike old Johu Phinazy, in one particular at least. Phinazy was a merchant and a Dutchman- One of his customers run away, indebted to him and others. Mr. Phinazy was informed of it the next morning, by another of the man’s creditors. Scratching his head and thinking for a mo ment, be said : “Well, he may go to de debil —I ish got hisli note.” Mr. Howell was a shrewd busi ness man, strong sense, keen in sight into the character of men, self-reliant, and of indefatigable perseverance. lie amassed a large estate of land, negroes and money ; and did It by his energy, good judgment — Lawrenceville, G-a., Wednesday, February 28, 1872. never ‘making a mistake in his business transactions. lie raised four sons—all shrewd, intelligent men, following some what in the footsteps of their “Il lustrious predecessor,” and three daughters, who are all intelligent ladies. The law suit, growing out of the settlement of his estate, may be noted as an unfortunate finale of Mr. Howell. He labored—toiled by day and j by night to amass property; he underwent hardships and priva tions, through a long life, to heap up “the paltry tilings of this world, not knowing who shall gather them;’’ bickerings, strife, and heart burnings, result to his offspring therefor, and will not be healed probably for two genera tions; for “It is easier to take a city than to reconcile a brother!” But such i 3 life: men toil through summer’s heats and win ter’s cold to make money, and for what ? To create enmity and hatred among his children when he is dead ! Rather let me die my own executor! Mr. Howell, for a life-long peri od, was in sentiment a religious mail, and a Baptist in persuasion. He often expressed his great con fidence in Christ —His love, His mercy, and His justice. He joined the Primitive Baptist church at Sweet Water in 1867, and was baptised in the blue waters of his loved Chattahoochee, near his own home, at his own request. And it was fit and proper. This beautiful stream had rolled onward, and onward, in its meanderings to the gulf near by bis own home, for fifty years! No doubt he bad bad many a conflict with the mortal enemy of our race near its limpid waters, and it was lit and proper that he should give testi mony to bis triumphs over that enemy, in his last days, by being “Buried in Baptism,” beneath its pellucid waters; and is well! 1 always loved the Chattahoo chee—for the grandeur of its flow, for its gentle waves, its quiet rip ple, and the poetry of its name. Many years agone, its placid wa ters were rippled by the rude canoe of the Cherokee; and its limpid waves washed the tawny limbs of bis tribe. Where now is that tribe ? Where now is the agile forms that once sported within the majestic river? liis bones have long been buried in the far off land of the setting sun, and his spirit gone to “new hunt ing-grounds” in the land of the “Great Spirit.” But the noble stream still flows on, and on, and on, iu its ceaseless flow. “Each little rill, each mountain river, Roll mingling to their home forever!” The writer knew Mr. Howell long. I remember vividly bis neat personal appearance, his silvered locks, bis peculiar face and gen tlemanly deportment. lie was always cordial to me and those coming after me. He may have had-his foible, the common inheri tance of all mortal men; but in this brief, passing tribute, I will say : for his memory I cherish the kindest regards. W. What Good Roads Do.—An exchange truly Bays : Good roads benefit every one residing along their course. Good roads save horse flesh ; they facil tate the transportation of produce to market; they save your temper; they increase the value of yout lands; they lend attractiveness to the eye of a stranger; they in crease the traffic and business of a town by its vitality in all branch es of trade. Show us a town which receives a large country trade by means of the line roads leading to it, and we will show you a place that is lively, progressive, and thrifty, with money circulating plenty, and men in all branches of industry as busy as beavers. The Utica Observer says that the Clearfield fair consisted of a calf, a goose and a pumpkin. It rained so hard the first night that the goose swam off, the calf broke loose and ate the pumpkin, and a thief prowling around stole the calf, and that ended the fair. A Norwegian lady ha 3 arrived at Milwaukee with some twenty of her children. She says there are so many accidents she didn’t think it safe to bring them all on one boat, as in case of wreck she wouldn’t have any heart to commence life in a new country. She expects the rest of them shortly. 1 “COMING EVENTS CAST THEIR SHADOWS BEFORE!” Perkins has tlie Toothache. When 1 went to bed that night 1 apprehended trouble. Along one jaw, the left one, occasionally capered a grumbling sensation. It kept me awake an hour or so trying to deter mine whether that was all thsre was of it or whether there was something to come afto that which would need my wakeful presence to contend against. Thus pondering, I fell asleep, and forgst all about the trouble. I don’t know how long I slept, but I fell to dreaming I had made a match for SSB a side to fight a cross cut saw in a steam mill, and was well to work on the job when the saw got my head between its teeth. I thought this was a favorable time to wake np, and I did so. It immediately trans pired that I might better have stayed where I was and take the chances with the saw. I found myself sitting straight up in bed, with one hand spasmodically grasping my jaw, and the other sway ing to and fro without any apparent cause. It was an awful pain. It bored like lightning through the basement of my jaw, darted across the roof of my month and ran lengthwise of my teeth. If everything had been a drunken plow, located by a demon across the stump lot, I think the observer would understand my con dition. I could no more get hold of the tearful agony that was cavorting around in me than I coaid pick up a great hurry. Suddenly it stopped. Tt went, giving me a paitiug k'ck that fairly made me howl. I thoitodit I was rid of the tooth ache, but a grumbling set in the next morning. It was just like the feeling of the night before; and a still voice said to me, “Look out, Perkins.” I did. I went right away to the dentist who has pulled the teeth of our family and knew our peculiari ties. There was an uneasy smell about his office, it was very suggestive of trouble, and and as I snutled it in I experienced a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I looked at him and sickly smiled. He was never, even on holidays, the hanhsomest of men; but now his appearance was very depressing He looked like a corpse with a lighted candle inside of it. I told him what the matter was with me; how that I had been up all night with a four story pain; how my wife had been thrown out of the bed by the violence of my suffering; how— He asked me if I wouldn’t sit down. I sat on what was once a hogshead, hut now cut down and newly carpet ed. lie held hack my head, opened my mouth,and went to fishing around inside with a piece of watch spring. And while lie angled he conversed. Said he: You have cauglfl a terrible hard cold. “I have?” It seams the trouble is with one of the biscupids.” Of course I didn't know what a biseupid was, but I thought it wouldn’t look well in the head of the family being stuck with so short word as that; so I asked with some vigor: “Which one!” “The tumerous one,” said he. “I am glad it ain’t any worse,” I replied with a sigh of relief. “The frontal bone is not seriously affected; the submaxilary gland is somewhat enlarged, but it does not necessarily follow that parotitus will ensue.” “1 am proud to hear that,” said I which I certainly was, although if the parotitus has ensued, it is not at all likely that I should have minded it much unless it was something that would spoil, as 1 was dressed up in my best. He kept on talking and angling. “The cesophagus ain’t loose,” he remarked. “Ah !” said T, winking at him. “Ob, no, the ligaments are quite firm. I might say —” “Did it hurt you?” he asked as cool and calm as the lid of an ice cream freezer. “Hurt me! Great Heavens ! Did you expect to split mo open with a watch spring and not hurt me ? What was the matter? Did you slip?” “Certainly not 1” he said ; “I was just getting hold of the tooth. Just hold your head back an instant, and I I will have it out at once.” “I guess I won’t try it again,” raid I with a shiver. “The toothache is enough, but it is heaven alongside of that watch spring. You may come up sometime aud pull it out when I ain’t at home. 1 think I could en dure the operation if I was ofl about eighteen blocks. Come up when you can.” * Household Service—-Boys Head This. Miss Julia Colman, in one of her practical and sensible ai tides on the “Health of our Women,” in Home and Health, discourses thus: “But suppose there be not wo men enough in a family to do the work, suppose its members be 11108113’ men or boys ?” Well, let them work. Who liae any’ objections V It is no disgrace for any man to wait on himself nor on his family, any more than it is for his wife to do so. It al ways appeared to me a strange kind of gallantry that would not allow a man to stand b}’ and see a woman bring in an armful of wood, or replenish the fuel in the stove, or lilt a pail of water sitli out springing to her help, aud } r et permitted him to go away into another room, or to take a paper and sit down, when he knew she was doing all this and much more, and be doing nothing of im portance. When the family all occupy one room for living and woiking, all such pretense usii ally dies out, and the wile and mother works oil and on, perhaps for hours, while the men folks do absolutely nothing. 1 have been struck with that state of affairs on Sabbath especially, when tlie wife and mother, who bus been working all the week, must keep on working still, though she needs rest as much or more than any other member of the fam ily, and that, too, when the work that is wearing her out would be healthful excercise to the others. Why is this ? Is the work that women do so degrading that men can not touch it ? I have seen them do it, and do it gracefully, and I honored them tor it, and they honored themselves by it. 1 believe there is no great suffering without some great wrong, and very often the two lie very near each other. Surely it is one of the simplest and most rational so lutions of the problem of women’s excessive household work to have men and boys to do some portion of it. I see no reason against it, unless there is caste in work, and women are foredoomed to the drudgery. It seems to me that for their own good men-kind should be taught to wait upon themselves in early life. Ido not see why a boy should not be taught to make his own bed properly, and keep bis room in order, just as much as a girl. He should also be taught to do bis own mending. It will save him from mortification and annoyance a great many times throughout life, and it would cer tainly prevent his becoming that egregious laughing-stock in the eyes of all sensible women, the man who justifies himself in get ting up a tornado because some woman lias omitted to sew a but ton on liis shirt. If a i!*aii s equa niinity is at the mercy of such tri fles, I would advise him by all means to take them iu bis own bunds and learn how to do them for himself. It is the only security for serene independence, for ab sence from home, and accidents of all sorts will happen. -Children will be sick, and wives and moth ers will be sick, and die off, too, for that matter. The»*how much better things would be at home if on Saturday oveuing each stalwart son should sew on his own missing buttons, and makegood the deficiencies of liis own stockings, rather than to be gossiping at the tavern.or loaf ing on the street corners, or even yawning dutifully in the house around the poor tired mother, who may be obliged to sit up till mid night to do the aggregate of this work for all of them. I have known eases, too, where a mother of boys only has from sheer necessity selected one to help her in her labors, and rcluc tantly made him the “girl boy” of the family. But it is always a blessing to him. He becomes commonly the most versatile, the most gentle, the most successful of them all in after life, if no prej udice against bis work lias been allowed to warp his feelings. The greatest wrong is in depriving the others of their share of tho ad vantages. It is no small benefit to a man to bo able to know how to manage skillfully all the common details of the preparation of food. It may often give him a comfortable meal when otherwise lie would be half starved somewheie in the vicissitudes of life, and no one can toll what is before him. How [*2 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE. No. 50. many a weary traveler Ims been thankful fur such knowledge! 1 know men who pride themselves on it not a little. How many a poor soldier in our late war lias blessed the fortune, I ought to be able to say blessed the mother, that taught him ! Mothers should teach their bo}'B all such things, and expect them to practice them, both for their own good and the good of all the family, so long as they remain at home. When they are married their wives may pet and wait upon them to their heart’s content; but in case of any slight illness, and no help at hand, what a delightful independence it give* a man to be able to get bis own breakfast and put things neatly away, and leave the wife nothing to do but to take care of herself and get welt again. It is bad enough to have the wife sick ; but any civil izeil man wlio has experienced in addition the utter desolation of having the house incomplete con fusion, and every tiling at loose ends, without being able to recti ly it, ought to appreciate a little practical training in that direc tion. Tho service that the boys w uld perfoim in the meantime, so long as they remain at home, vYould relieve a woman’s work of many extra tasks, and often ren der the remaining work endura ble, for there is no fear but that there will be work enough left to keep women busy all the da}' long. It’ll Nebber Come no Mo. IVe been waitin’ long for de good old time Hat’ll nebber come no mo’; When I used to rock an' work an’ sing. In do little cabin do’. My Sam was dnr wid liis fiddle— |’o’ Satn, he's gone— done Head I Dead for de want of food an’ clothes, An' de shelter oberhead. An’ little Mose—well, he's dead too; flow he used to dance and sing, While Jim an' Folly, and all de res’, Went “roan’ an’ rouu’ de ring.” Ole M issis—bless her dear ole soul— Would luff till her sides gib way, An’ Massa’d stop-nt my cabin, just To say, “How's Ole Mammy to-day?" De boys—l mean ole Massa’s boys— I)ey lubbed Ole Mammy, too— Who nursed ’em eb’ry blessed one, Clean down to little Mass Loo, IV Mass' Loo! He went to the fight— But he nebber come back no more; We hear dat he full wid a bullet in de brea In de front ob de battle roar. He'd put his arms aroun’ my neck An' say, “Mummy, 1 lull you so!” He didn’t see no harm in dat, Do his Mammy was black and po\ Ole Missis died wid a broken heart When de las’ ob de boys was killed; An Maasa he bowed liis head ari’ cried Dat his cup of sorrow was filled. An’ yere I,vesot,a waitin’ an’ waitin’ For de good lime cornin’ no mo’ An' I see ole Missis a callin’ to me Across from de odder sho’l Lador. —“Labor,” says the Rev. Newman llnb, “as a mighty magician, walks fortli into a region uninliab ited and waste; ho looks earnestly on the scene so quiet in its desola tion; then waving liis wonder working wand, those dreary valleys smile with golden harvest—those barren mountain slopes afe cluthed with foliage—the furnace blazes—the anvil rings—ilia busy wheels whirl round—the town appear* —the mart of commerce, the hall of science, the temple of religion, rear high their lofty front*—» forest of mast*, gay with varied pennon*, rise* from the harbor—the quays are crowded with commercial spoils which enrich both him who receives and him who yields —representatives of lar-ofl region* make it their resort —science enlist the elements of the earth and heaven in it* service—art, awaking, clothes it* strength with beauty —literature, new-born, redoubles and perpetuates its praise -civilization smiles—liberty is glad—humanity rejoices—piety exults, for the voice of industry and gladness is heard on every band; and who, contemplating such results, will deny that there is dignity in labor?” A free supply of water, it is said, would add a million dollars a month to tbs present gold yield in California. A wag lent a clergyman a horse, which ran away and threw him, and theu claimed credit for “aid in spreading the Gospek" ____ A Sioux City paper tells of a woman there who “died, and was dead two hours and recovered again.’ 1 RATES OF ADVERTISING. stack 3 mo’s. C mo’s. 12 mo’s. 1 square $ 4 00 8 600 BHi t)6 2 sq’rs 000 10 00 1.» (,© 3 sqr’s 8 00 14 00 20 CO < 4 col. 12 00 20 00 30 00 }(, col. 20 00 35 00 60 00 one col. 40 00 75 00 100 00 The money for advertisements is due on the first insertion. A square is the space of one inch In depth of the column, irrespective of the number of lines. Marriages and deaths, not exceeding six lilies, published tree. For a nmn ad vertising liis wire, and nil other personal matter, double ratfs will be charged. " . 11 —1 A Caller’s Experience wlien New York was without Ons. Yes, the gas works have explo ded, and Egytian datknesa is upon ns. I don’t care, only it seriously interfers with our ritualism at St. Albans and Dr. Ewer’s. Last night I lmd to take a lantern to find the church nt all. Tho gas work people say nobody has been hurt by the explosion. I guess if they could sec the fun and sentiment, the proposals and surrenders of hoarts in up town parlor*, they would say differently. A good many people—sentimental young people—have been hurt. Sunday evening was a great night above Thirty-fourth street. Darkness prevailed in a thousand parlors. Many’ young ladies ex pected their sweethearts that night. Nobody’s face was visible. I was greeted as "Dear William” twenty four times by gushing young iidies. I made one call on a newly married couple. The young wife came tripping into the dark hallway. “My dear William I why did you stay away so long?” exclaimed a sweet young voice, and then she threw her arms wild ly around my neck—our lips met. At one house on Thirty fourth street a sweet, liquid-eyed bru nette, threw her arms lovingly around me. "O, Walter, why did you not come last Sunday r” she sobbed ; then she sank sweetly on my bosom. There was no light—not even a candle. So 1 raid, “Weep not, Laura,” and then I kissed her thirty six times. It was nice. I called on Forty-sixth street. A pondroua matron came tripping into the hail—dress decolette, hair a la Pompadour. She seized my hand earnestly and said : “O, Charles! Ido hope you will like the opera to-night ; kiss in© before we go.” Which I did. “Do you love me, George ?” eho whispered. "Undoubtedly,” 1 remarked. “How much, darling 7” “Too much—too much !” I fal tered. “Oh! I am too happy,” she mur mured, as she twisted her fingers in my aburn hair, and held me in a sweet embrace. This sort of thing went on at twenty seven different houses. I liked it. To night I shall make thirty-two calls. ■«W» W'" Webster and Branch. — While John Branch, of North Carolina, was General Jackson’s Secretary of the Navy, he, Tazewell mid Daniel Webster were walking on the north hank of the Potomac, tu Washington. Tazewell, willing to amuse himself at Branch’s simplicity, said, “Branch I’ll het you a teu-dollar hat that 1 can prove that you are on the other side of the river.” “Done,” said Branch. “Woll,” said Tazewell, pointing to the opposite shore, “isn’t that one side of the river?” “Yes” “Well isn’t this the other side?” “Yes.” “Then as vou are here, are you not on the other side?” “Why l declare,” said poor Branch, “so it is! But hers corue* Webster. I’ll win back my hat from him.” Webster now cams up, and Branch accosted him: Webster I’ll bet you a ten-dollar hat that 1 can prove that you are on tho other side of the river!” “Done.” “Well, isn’t this one side?” “Yes.” “Well, isn’t that the other?” “Ye*, but l am not on that tide.” Branch hung his head, mid eubmited to tho less of the two hats as quietly as b& could. One of our citizens went to the cHrs to see his daughter otf. Securing' her a seat, he passed out of the car,, and went round to her window to say a parting word, as is frtqiuuly done on such, occasions. While hi was passing out, the daughter left the seat to speak to a friend, and at. the same time a prim-looking lady, who occupied theseat with her, moved, up to the window. Unaware of the important changes inside, our venec* abie friend hastily put his face up, to the window and horriedly exclaimed; “One more kiss, sweet pet.” In another instant the point of a blue cottoi) umbrella caught his seductive lip*, followed by the pas* sionate induction. “Scat, you grey headed wretch !” And he soalted. —Ex An lowa girl has contracted to cut and clear 320 acres of land this winter. For removing mildew from cloth* iug, use l>aiby*s FropbylacttQ Fluid diluted with water.