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HOW GOD ANSWERED.
“I saw Father Perkins go by this
morning; he has made a long trij
this time,” said Mr. Keane, as he
pushed back his chair from the din
ner table.
“O, mother, may I go over and set'
him this afternoon ?” and the sight
less eyes of littl? Davie were turned
pleadingly toward his mother, un
conscious of the pain which the
words in which, his request was
framed gave her.
“Yes," she answered, “and you
shall take him a basket of the cakes
I fried this morning.”
The basket was soon filled, and
Davie started off in fine spirits. No
one would have thought him blind
if they hail not seen his eyes, for hb
foot never stumbled in the way.
The country for miles around wa.-
<jh familiar to him as his father’s
garden; he had learned it by heart
in is is constant rambles before the
terrible blackness had shut it all
away from hi in, two years before
the time of which we write. Many
of those rambles he had taken in
company with Father Perkins, a-
he was affectionately called, who
was one of the earliest of the noble
hand of devoted ministers who had
left positions of honor and advance
ment in the Hast for a life of trial
and discomfort in the West.
In one only earthly pleasure die
he indulge. His love of botany
amounted to a passion, and in his
lonely rides he had collected and
preserved specimens of nearly all
the native plants in several States.
This collection of plants was the
only valuable thing his cabin .con
tained. And, as Davie and we have
now readied the cabin, we will go
on with our story.
“1 am very glad to see you, Davie.
How is the good mother and the
other children? So she has sent
me some doughnuts, has she? 1
thank her very much, fori have
not had time to do any cooking
since I came home. I have brought
home some new flowers with me
that 1 want to show you after I fin
ish sewing this patch on niv sleeve.
The poor old coat and its owner art
growing old together,” and the old
man paused with a slight sigh.
“Father Perkins, why don’t you
buy some new clothes?” Davie
timidly asked. “O, my hoy, I can’t
afford to spend money for clothes
when I see so many poor and sick
people who need it, and the little 1
have goes such a short way.”
“Don’t all the money in the world
belong to God ?”
“Yes, my lad, the silver and the
gold are His, and Ho giveth it to
whomsoever He will, to use in
making the world happier and bet
ter.”
“Well, please won’t you ask Him
to give my father u great lot of ii.
as mu.di as a hundred dollars? O,
please do!”
“Why, Davie, what would you-
father do with all that money?”
“Ho would make me see.”
And when the old man answered
sadly that he feared that could nev
er be done, the child eagerly ex
plained how a man had stayed ovei
night at their house a few weeks-
before, who said that in the city ol
Philadelphia there lived a famous
doctor who had cured a great many
blind people.
••And lie believed he could cure
me,” sa ; d Davie, “hut it is so far,
and the doctor’s bill would be so
large, that father and mother said
he might as well have told them tc
go to London or Paris. Just think.
fatliWsays it would takes hundred
dollars!—But won’t you please ask
God to give it to him some way?”
“Indeed I will,” said the old man,
who knew well that God could pro
vide the necessary means for the
costly experiment.
“We will ask Him now,” and
kneeling down with Davie, he told
the Lord, with childlike simplicity
why they wanted tiie money, and
asked Him to send it.
“Do you think it will be there
when I get home?” Davie asked.
“I don’t know; God answers us in
many ways, but He always an
swers. But now, Davie, it is get
ting late, and after you have looked
at the flowers, you will have to start
fur home, or the good mother will
wonder what has become of her pet
lamb.”
It was a touching sight to see the
blind child tenderly touching with
his sensitive finger tips the pressed,
^blossoms, while the old man, with
(the-enthusiasm of a boy, explained I
;to him their botanical names and I
[structure, color and habits of]
growth.
“There, ray boy,” he said, as he
'closed the book, “that makes the
!nine hundred and ninetieth; I hope
I shall finish the thousand this sura-
; suer. Ah, many a re the years that
'have gone since I gathered the first
lone.”
“You think more of yonr herba
rium than of anything else in the
world, don’t you ?” Davie said.
“Why, yes, it is the only treasure
I have in this world;” he answered,
looking around at the rude furnish
ing of the cabin.
Davie went home to dream that a
raven flew into the window with a
little hag in its bill full of gold dol
lars, and he was not surprised when
a few days later, his father brought
a letter from the office containing
nothing but a cheek for $100. But,
though Davie took it as a matter of
course, his parents did not, and
they tried in every possible way to
find out who sent it, but without
success.
* * * * .
“Speakingof herbariums, I haven
very fine one of nearly a thousand
specimens I should like to show
you!” said Professor Cummings to
his guest, a young professor from a
neighboring college, who, as he
•pened the book, read, on the first
leaf, the name—Joseph Perkins.
With a wondering look he turn-
d to Professor Cummings and ask-
d:
“Where did you get this?”
“I bought it,” was the reply.
“From whom?”
“The collector himself. I got it a
good many years ago. An odd old
chap he was, I remember.”
“I knew him well, and I wish you
would tell me all about- it, for I can
not think what could have induced
him to part with it. I know that he
valued it above every earthly pos-
-ession.”
“Well, about fifteen—no, it was
seventeen years ago this spring, I
ook a trip through Ohio and west-
•rn Pennsylvania. One night 1
stopped with this Mr. Perkins, n
mini-tor, I believe he was. Out
conversation turned on the wild
flowers of the region, and he show
ed me this herbarium. I had just
tost a tine one of my own by fire
and I offered him a hundred dollars
tor this. He at once accepted my
offer; though it seemed to give him
so much pain that in the morning,
before 1 started, I proposed to take
hack the money and leave him the
book, but he would not consent,
saying that it was the answer to a
prayer, and so—but what’s the mat
ter, are you sick ?”
“Do you know who I am?” war
the only reply his young companion
made.
“Why, yes, you are Professor
Keane, who occupies the scientific
chair in T College, author ol
a standard text book on botany and
on ”
“That will do; now listen. Sev
enteen years ago this spring I was
a poor blind boy, and had just heard
shat there was hope that I might
recover my sight if I could reach a
skillful oculist in Philadelphia. Al
most insurmountable difficulties lay
in the way of my doing so, princi
pally want of funds. I confided my
trouble to our old minister, who
prayed with me that the necessary
one hundred dollars might be pro
vided. After a few days my fathei
received the money through tin
post office. I have never been able
to find the slightest clew to the hu
man instrument God used in ar-
swering our prayers, until your
story' this evening has convinced
me that to the sacrifice of dear old
Father Perkins’ only treasure, 1
owe the greatest blessing-of m\
life.”
“Well that is truly an interesting
history. How little I ever dreamed
that I was connected in any way
with your success in life. But whal
became of Mr. Perkins?”
“I never saw him again, for dur
ing my absence at Philadelphia he
went to visit a sister in Virginia,
where he sickened and died. I have
iften wondered what became ol
his herbarium. Noble old man!
how much I owe to him—not only-
sight, but it was from him that I
caught the enthusiasm for botanical
studies to which 1 attribute what
ever success I have obtained.”
If you visit the cemetery in Vir
ginia where the Rev. Joseph Per
kins sleeps, y T ou will be attracted t<
solitary grave, covered with
choice flowers and marked by a
neat stone bearing his name and the
ingle line, “There fairer flower'
than Eden’s bloom;” and the loqua
cious old negro in charge of the
grounds will talk as long as you
will listen of the fine young gentle
man who erected the stone and
pays him for keeping the grave
covered with flowers.
Among the more fastidious peo
ple there is an impression that the
flavor ot tea is wholly ruined by a
journey on salt water. All the
crowned heads and wealthy nobili
ty of Europe use tea, therefore,
which costs them three times the
price paid in America for a brand
bearing the same Dame, but which
is brought by Russian traders in
caravans overland from China. The
trade is very profitable, and it is
largely to protect it that Russia is
so jealous of her Asiatic 'posses
sions.
A cold wave—The flapping of a
frozen sheet on the clothes-line.
OUTLIVED HER USEFULNESS.
Not long since, a good-looking
man in middle life came to onr door
asking for “the mister.” When in
formed that he was out of town,
he seemed disappointed and anx
ious. On being questioned as to
his business, he replied, “It used
to be her home and my father lies,
here, have come to lay her beside
him.”
My heart rose with sympathy,
and I said, “You have met with a
great loss.”
“Well, yes,” replied the strong
man, with hesitancy; “a mother is
a great loss in general, but our
mother had outlived her usefulness;
she was in her second childhood,
and her mind had grown as weak
as her body, so that she was no
comfort to herself, and a harden to
everybody. There were seven of
is, sons and daughters, and as we
could not find anybody who was
filling to board her, we agreed to
<eep her among us a year about.
But I’ve had more than my share
if her; for she was too feeble to be
moved when my time was out, and
that was three months before her
leath. But then she was a good
mother in her day, and toiled very
hard to bring us all up.
Without looking at the face of
the heartless man, I directed him
to the house of a neighboring pastor
and returned to my nursery. I gaz
ed on the merry little faces, which
smiled or grew sad in imitation of
mine—those little ones to whose ear
no word in our language is half so
sweet as “mother”—and I wondered
if that day could ever come when
hey could say of me, “She is no
•omfort to herself, and a burden to
■verybody!” and I hoped that be
fore such a day would dawn. I might
be laid to rest. God forbid that
we should outlive the love of our
children!
When the bell tolled the mother’s
burial, we went to the sanctuary to
pay our token of respect for the aged
-Granger, for we felt that we could
give her memory a tear, even
though her own children had none to
shed.
“She was a good mother in her
day and toiled hard to bring us all
up; she was no comfort to herself,
and a burden to everybody else.”
These cruel, heartless words rang
in our ears as we saw the coffin
borne up the aisle. The bell tolled
loud and long, until its iron
tongue had chronicled the years of
the toilworn mother. One—two
—three—four—five. How clearly,
and almost merrily, each stroke
told of her once peaceful slumber
in her mother’s bosom, and of her
seat at nightfall oh her weary fath
er’s knee. Six—seven—eight—nine
—ten, rang out the tale of her sports
upon the greensward in the meadow
and by the brook. Eleven—twelve
—thirteen—fourteen—fifteen, spoke
more gravely of school-days and
little household joys and cares.
Sixteen seventeen eighteen,
sounded out the enraptured visions
if maidenhood and the dream of
mrly love. Nineteen brought us the
tappy bride. Twenty spoke of the
•onng mother, whose heart was
nil, bursting with the new-sprung
love which Gad had awakened on
her bosom. And then stroke after
stroke told of early womanliood-
of the love and cares and hopes
and fears and toils through which
she passed during these long years,
till fifty rang out harsh and loud.
Fr an that to sixty each stroke told
if the warm-hearted mother, and
grand-mother living over again her
own joys and sorrows in. those of
her children and children’s chil
dren. Every family of the group
wanted grand-mother then, and the
only strife was who should secure
the prize. But hark! the bells toll
on! Seventy—one —two—three
—four. She begins to grow feeble,
requires some care, i3 not always
perfectly patient or satisfied; she
goes from one child’s house to an
other’s, so that no one place seems
like home. She murmurs in plain
tive tones, and after all her toils
and weariness it’s hard she cannot
tie given a home to die in; that she
must be sent rather than invited
from house to house. Eighty—eigh-
ty-one—two—three—four—ah! now
she is a second child—now “she has
outlived her usefulness, she has
ceased to be a comfort to herself or
anybody: that is, she has ceased to
be profitable to her earth-craving
and money-grasping children.
When the bell ceased tolling, the
strange minister rose in the pulpit,
voice strong, but his hair silver
white. He read several pages of
Scripture expressive of God’s com
passion to feeble man, and espe
cially of his tenderness when gray
hairs are on him, his strength fail-
eth. He then made some touching
remarks on human frailty and on
dependence on God, urging all pres
ent to make their peace with the
Master while in health, that they
might claim his promise when the
heart and flesh should fail them.
Then he said, “Then eternal God
shall be the everlasting arms.” Lean
ing over the desk and gazing in
tently on the coffined form before
him, he then said reverently:
“From a child I honored the
aged, but never till the gray hairs
covered my own head did I know
truly how much love and sympathy
this class has a right to demand of
their fellow creature. Now I feel
it Our mother who now lies in
death before us was a stranger to
me, asareall her descendants. All I
know of her is what her son has
told me to-day—that she was
brought to this town from afar, sixty
nine years ago,a happy bride; that
she has passed most of her life toil
ing, as only mothers have strength
to toil, untU she has reared a large
family of sons and daughters; that
she left her home here, clad in
weeds of widowhood, to dwell
among her children, and then till
health and vigor left her, she lived
for you, her descendants. You who
together have shared her love and
care, know how well you have re
quited her. God forbid that con
science should accuse any of you of
ingratitude or murmuring on ac
count of the care she has been to
you of late. When you go back to
your homes be careful of your
words and your example before
your own children, for the fruit of
your doing you will surely reap
from them when you yourselves
totter on the brink of the grave.
I entreat you as a friend, as one
who has himself entered the
baby smiles it is because the angel
are whispering to him. Very pret
ty, but too thin; simply wind on the
stomach, my friends. [Shouts.] If
the baby proposed to take a walk a
his usual hour, two o’clock in th<
morning [laughter,] didn’t you ris
up promptly and remark, with a
mental addition, which would not
improve a Sunday School book
much, [laughter,] that was the very
thing you were about to propos®
yourself? [Great roars.] Oh, you
were under good discipline [laugh
ter,] and as you went pattering up
and down the room in an undress
uniform [laughter] you not only
prattled undignified baby-talk, but.
even turned up your martial voice
and trie.' to lung ‘Rock-a-by, haby
in the tree-top,’ for instance. [Great
laughter.] What a spectacle for
an Army of the Tennessee, [laugh
ter,] and what an affliction for the
neighbors, too, for it is not every
body within a mile arou 11 that
likes military music at three
o’clock in the morning. [Laughter.]
And when you had kept this thing
up two or three hours, and your
little velvet head intimated that
nothing suited him like exercise
and noise, [laughter—“Go on”]
what did you do? You simply
went on till you dropped in the last
ditch. [Laughter.] The idea that
a baby doesn’t amount to anything!
evening of life,’ that you may Why, the baby is just a house and
never say in the presence of your
families nor heaven, ‘Our mother
has ontlived her usefulness; she
front yard full by itself. [Laugh
ter.] One baby can furnish more
business than you and your whole
was a hurden.to us.’ Never, never, i interior Department can attend to.
never;a mother cann it live so long] [Laughter.] He is enterprising,
as that! No, when she can no long- irrepressible, brimfull of lawless ac
er labor for her children, nor yet
care for herself, she can fall likea
precious weight on their bosoms,
and call forth, by her helplessness,
all the noble, generous feelings of
natuie.”
BABIES.
What Mark Twain Has to Say on This
Remarkable Theme.
The fifteentn and last regular
toast at the banquet of the Army
of the Tennessee, in Chicago, at
which General Grant was present,
was “The Babies—As they comfort
ns in our sorrows, let us not forget
them in our festivities;” and to
this Samuel L. Ciemmens respond
ed. He said:
I like that. We have not all had
the good fortune to he ladies. We
have not all been generals, or poets
oi statesmen, but when the toast
works down to the babies, we stand
on common ground [laughter,] for
we have all been babies. [Renew
ed laughter.] It is a shame that
for a thousand years the world’s
banquets have utterly ignored the
baby [laughter] as though he didn’t
amount to anything. [Laughter.] If
you will stop and think a minute;
if you will go back fifty or one hun
dred years to your early married
life [laughter] and recontemplafe
your first baby, you will remember
that he amounted to a good deal
and even something over. [Roars]
You soldiers all know that when
the little fellow arrived at family
headquarters you had to hand in
your resignation. [Laughter.] He
took entire command. You became
his lackey; his mere body-servant
and you had to stand around, too.
[Laughter.] He was not a comman
der who made allowances for time,
distance, weather or anything else.
[Convulsive screams.] You had to
execute his order whether it was
possible or not [roars,] and there
was only one form of marching in
his manual of tactics, and that was
the double quick. [Shouts.] He
treated you with every insolence
and disrespect [laughter,] and the
bravest of you didn’t dare say a
word. [Great laughter.] You
could face the death storm ofDonel-
son and Vicksburg, and give back
blow for blow, but when he clawed
your whiskers and pulled your hair
and twisted your nose, you had to
take it [Roars.] When the thun
ders of war were sounding in your
ears you set your faces toward the
batteries and advanced with steady
tread, but when he turned on the
terrors of warwhoop [laughter] you
advanced in the other direction,
and mighty glad of the chance, too.
[Renewed laughter]. When he
called for soothing syrup did you
venture to throw out any side re
marks about certain services being
unbecoming an officer and a gen
tleman? [Boisterous laughter] No,
you got up and got it. [Great
laughter.] When he ordered h ! s
“pap bottle,” and it was not warm
did you talk back? [Laughter]
Not you. [Renewed laughter.]
You went to work and warmed it.
[Shouts] You even descended in
menial office as to take a suck at
that warm, insipid staff, [laughter]
jnst to see it it was right three
parts water, one of milk, [tumultous
laughter,] a touch of sugar to mod
ify the colic [laughter] and a drop
of peppermint to kill those immor
tal hiccoughs. [Roars.] I can
taste that stuff. [Laughter.] And
how many things you learned as
you went along. Sentimental
young folks still take stock in that
beautiful old saying, that when the
tivities. [Laughter.) Do what you
please, you can’t make him stay
on the reservation. (Great shouts)
Sufficient unto the day is one baby.
(Laughter.) As long as you are in
your right mind don’t you pray for
twins. (Laughter. Mr. Clemmen;
is the father of a pair.) Twin;
amount to a permanent riot (laugh
ter,) and there ain’t any real dif
ference between triplets and an in -
surrection. (Uproarious shouts)
Yes, it was high time for a toast to
the masses to recognize the impor
tance of babies. (Laughter) Think
what is in store for the present
crop, fifty years from now. We shall
all be dead, I trust (laughter,) and
then the flag, if it still survive—and
let us hope it may—will be floating
over a republic numbering 200,000,-
000 souls, according to the settled
laws of our increase. Our present
schooner of state (laughter) will
have grown iuto a political levia
than a Great Eastern. The
cradled babies of to-day will be on
deck let them be well trained,
for we are going to leave a big con
tract on their hands. (Laughter.)
Among the three or four million
cradles rocking now in the land are
some which this nation would pre
serve for ages as sacred things if
we could know which ones they
are. In one of .these cradles the
unconscious Farragut of the future
is at this moment teething. (Laugh
ter.) Think of it, and, putting in a
word of dead earnest, inarticulated,
but perfectly justifiable, profanity
over it, too. (Laughter) In anoth
er, the future-renowned astrono
mer is blinking at the shining
milky way with hut a liquid inter
est—poor little chap—and wonder
ing what has become of that one
they call wet nurse. (Laughter.)
In another the future great histori
an is lying, and doubtless will con
tinue to lie (laughter) until his
earthly mission is ended. In an
other the future President is busy
ing himself with no profounder
proolem of state than what the mis
chief has become of his hair so
early, (laughter,) and in a mighty
array of other cradles there are
now some sixty thousand future of
fice-seekers getting ready to fur
nish him occasion to grapple with
that same old problem a second
time; and in still one more cradle
somewhere under the flag, the fut*
ure illustrious Commander-in-chief
of the American armies is so little
burdened with his approaching
grandeur and responsibilities as to
be giving his whole strategic mind
at this moment to trying to fiud
out some way to get his big toe in
his mouth, (laughter,) an achieve
ment which, meaning no disrespect,
the illustrious guest of this evening
turned his attention to some fifty-
six years ago, and if the child is but
the prophecy of the man, there are
mighty few who will doubt that
he succeeded. (Laughter and aje
plause.)
An Austin man, who has jnst on j
a book of poems, met Gilhooly, smfi
the following proceedings were had
“Did you read my book ?” “Oh, yes,
I read it” “How did you like it ?”
“My dear sir, I assure you that I
laid it aside with a great deal ot
pleasure.”
“That reminds me of a familiar
song,” said the president of the
Punsters Club, pointing to a gilded
owl which hang in front of a taxi
dermist’s shop. “How so?” inquired
his private secretary. “Because it
“Owl hang sign,’ my boy.” The sec
retary was arrested on charge of
assault with intent to kilL
GENERAL NEWS.
New York city has more than $1,-
>00,000,0<X) of property liable to tax
ition.
Garland makes no fuss; hut ! i
las about cleaned up the offensix-
partisans in his department.
There is nothing like skillful and
ample newspaper advertising ti
make the public purchase goods.
A hotel at a New England sum
mer resort makes the startling an
nouncement that “nobody dresses
here.”
Between Grant’s hook and Misf
Cleveland’s book the canvassers will
reap a harvest this summer.. Heav
en protect us!
The Connecticut river, once
navigable stream for a considerable
distance, is said to be drying up be
cause of the destruction of the for
ests along its watershe i.
At school examinations this year
there has been an unusually light
crop of Curfew-inust-not-ring-to-
night and a great dearth of ye-cail-
me-chief-and-ye-do-well-to-call-h in
-chief.
Miss Mildred Lee, tin; daughter of
Gen. Robert E. Lee, is a great trav
eller, having explored Australia,
Japan, China, India and Egypt, in
addition to the European circuit of
sights. .
Dr. Robinson, of Brown Universi
ty, asserts that the education of wo
men should be by women, and thal
he would prefer not to lie president
of a college where men and women
of a most inflammable age shall sii
side by side.”
Rev. Dr. Leon tr.l, P;o'libition
.•andidate f ir Governor of Ohio, is i
•Ieiii idisi divine. Judge 'Foraker
Republican candidate, is a promi
lent Methodist. Judge Geddes
who may lead the Democratic host,
is also a leader in the Methodist
church.
According to tradition, famines
occur in Japan every forty or fifty
years. Modern history records
great famines in 1640, 1673, 1781 and
1835. This is the fiftieth year since
the last great dearth, and as the
dimatic changes have been fre
quent and severe, apprehensions are
felt as to a recurrence of the calami
ty-
It is estimated that Gen. Grant
and Senor Romero induced North
ern capitalists to put about $100,000,-
000 in Mexican railway schemes.
Ruin stares many of these investors
in the face. The North had better
have spent those millions in help
ing develop the South. The money
would have been kept at home, in
any event.
Tin has recently adyaneed mate
rially in price. This makes discov
eries of that metal in Virginia im
portant and valuable. These Vir
ginia mines are reported to he much
richer than those of Cornwall, one of
which is said to have paid on a cap
ital stock of $100,000 dividends of
more than $300,000. Another, with
a capital of $50,000, has paid about
$6,000,000 in dividends.
Two illustrations of how men will
not “let well enough alone,” are giv
en in the Arlington (Texas) World.
One was where a plaintiff, having
secured a $25,000 verdict against a
railroad company, was dissatisfied
and got only six cents on the next
trial. The other case was that of a
man who was acquitted of murder,
“and went the same day and got
married.”
Bradstreet’s, one of the ablest and
most influential financial and com
mercial papers, does not seem to
take much stock in Clews & Co’s-
war on the credit of this State. It
says: Georgia is again before the
financial public, though in reality
that State may be regarded as only
indirectly interested. Three mil
lions and a half of Georgia bonds
were recently placed in the hands
of New York hankers for negotia
tion. They in turn wish to dispose
of them to New York State savings
banks, which stand ready to take
them, as Georgia’s credit is to-day,
unquestionably good, etc.
An address has been issued to
the Sonthern cotton mills reciting
the deplorable condition of the
cotton trade. The circular says:
“We would suggest that all mills
in the Southern States, especially
those running on bro‘»’n goods and
yarns, pool their interest, and, as
there are too many goods manu-
actuerd for the demand, let the
board of managers of the pool ordei
as many mills as they deem best
closed; such mill3 as may close tc. {
participate in any profits the other !
mills running may make, in pro-i
portion to the number of spindles!
and looms they may contain.
Should such a move be made, con-:
fidence in the dry goods and yarn !
trade woul£ at once be restored, and i
within a short time we teel satisfied !
consumption would overtake pro-;
duction, and coiton mill owners J
would be as prosperous as the hag-1
ging mill owners are to-day. We
would further suggest that the poo!
have one agent only in each city to
sell goods, so that there may not
be so much competition.
Arnall Bros & Co.
Is the place to find the prettiest and largest line of
DRY GOODS, FANCY GOODS,
NOTIONS, HOSIERY,
Clothing, Hats and Shoes*
ALSO A COMPLETE STOCK OF
Family Groceries.
THKY ALSO SUPPLY FARMERS AND QINNERS WITH
BAGGING AND TIES.
Having watched for our chance and been very careful in the pur
chase of our stock, we have BOUGHT CHEAPER THAN
EVER BEFORE, thus being enabled to offer
Bargains in all Kinds of Goods.
A visit to our store, an examination of our goods and an inquiry
of our prices is all that is necessary to convince you that ours is
THE GREAT. BARGAIN STORE !
ARNALL BRO’S & CO., Newnan, Ga.
W. B. ORR <fc CO.
\ re receiving daily additions to their stock ot GENERAL MER-
JIIANDISE, which is varied and too numerous to itemize. Full
line of Ladies, Gents and Children’s
Something extra in hand-made, and every pair guaranteed.
DRESS GOODS,
Lawns, Organdies, Nuns Veiling, Cashmere, Berlin Cord, Checks,
Nainsook, Swiss and Mull Muslin, a complete assortment of Cotton-
ades, Checks, Bleached and Brown Shirting and Sheeting.
READY HADE CLOTHING AND HATS,
making a specialty of them, and they must go. We invite one and
all to come to see us. Thanking you for past patronage we solicit a
continuance of the same. ^ J}. ORR ft CO.
THOMPSON, BROS.
Bedroom, Parlor and Dining Room Fnmitnre.
Big Stock anil Low Prices.
PARLOR AND CHURCH ORGANS.
WOOD and METALLIC BURIAL CASES
mjM Orders attended to at any hour day or mVM-
THOMPSON BROS., Newnan, Ga.
Boplfr- ly
$1 o o
PREMIUM BUGGIES
JAMES A! PARKS.
1 wish to call public attention to the fact that I am still in the Bui
Business, and have a creator variety in stick than ever before. Ia
offer a premium valued at ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS to be disti
uted with every t *n b iggies, to be divided by the purchasers, as agr<
upon by themselves, when the tenth buggy has been sold. J. A. Par
OUR
PRECAUTION!
DR. BIDDERS’
Hdckelberry
CORDIAL!
THE GREAT SOVTIEBN1EHBDY
CHOLERA
I
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I Mies, Gidrei Teeing, Diarrta,
Dysentery and Cramp Colic.
D *h’. CORDIAL should be kept in every he
• ‘ , . '; s on f,°f l *’ e most pleasant and efficacious remedies there is for i
KUC,3V. I “ e<M r 88mry lt , i9 > ata aeaaon of the year when violent
sudden attacks of tbe bowels are so frequent, you should have some speedy i
' ' .r ‘ “‘“. Ch P ai . na “d anxiety, as well as large doctoFhills.
.-..radii , losing sleep night after night in nursing the little one uufft
,V;,‘?J‘ r “ ” : "pon its system from the effects of teething, should nse thl
' ■ \y- U %! ' PfFor sale by all druggists at 50 cents a bottle. 0~Send 2c st
t ■' .ltl ... fAV lob, Atlanta, fas., Tor Riddle Book. may&-ly
