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Our lives arealbums, written through
With good or ill, with false or true.
“SOME DAY.”
I wan fitting alone by the window,
Bad and downcast, while sweet and
clear floated out the tones of my
cousin Ethel’s voice singing, “Some
J>ay” in the parlor. I was engaged
to Harry Newton, and Ethel had no
right to monopolize all of his time
as she did, for he was standing by
her side when she sang “Some Day”
in the parlor.
Ethel had been at my house three
weeks, and during that time I had
teen almost nothing of Harry, for
he seemed to belong to her, body
and soul.
I knew she was looking up into
his eyes with one of her bewitching
glances, and I longed—oh, how I
longed!—to go away somewhere out
of their sight, and let him have her
all to himself, if he wanted her.
“What! Mollie! sitting here all
alone in the dark?”
It was Ethel’s voice, and I answer
ed her coolly:
“Why, yes; T lik« the twilight.”
“The lover’s hour,” sinded she,
r.nd then another’s voice—one
knew and loved so well, Harry’s—
said:
“But what do you think of our mu
sic, Mollie? You haven’t offered us
one word of praise.”
“Indeed!” I returned, lightly. “I
was so enraptured that I totally for
got that thanks were due my enter
tainers.”
I felt worse that night than I had
ever done before, for was it not deli
cious coolness in an engaged lover
to hid this lady-love goodby in those
very affectionate words: “Hood
evening, ladies?”
T > Eohal I said nothing, hut the
wards cf that song, “Sum day,
some day,” rang in my ears long af
ter I retired.
“Yes, some day,” I murmured,
‘you may have her all to yourself,
but not now, not-now.”
The days went by and still the
tragedy, as I called it, o^roy life
went on.
Ethel showed no disposition to
conclude her visit, nor Harry to
ahitn his admiration of her. I seem
ed to he a sort of nonentity. Al
ways, of course, included in their
rides, walks, boatings, etc., but nev
er receiving the attentions to which
I had beon used—those which an
engaged lady has a perfect right to
expect from him who is to be her
husband.
I was in my room. Heada-iie
was my excuse. How often that
word is made to serve for heart
ache!
Again the strains of that beauti
ful song cams floating up to me:
Our hands, our hearts must meet
some day.
It was then a revelation struck
me. Perhaps I was the one to blame
after ali. I may never have pos
sessed Harry’s whole heart-. If,
then, he loved Ethel, and she him,
was I not wrong to stand between
them ?
l/gat-hei led as I am, I am capa
ble of a sacrifice, and would make
one to-night. The resolution form
ed, I carried it out at once. I de
scended the stairs to the parlor. As
I entered Ethel rose hastily from
the piano, and ll.irry Hushed a lit
tle, for I could see that he was bend-*
lug very close to her.
Ethel, after a few words, left the
room. Harry and I were alone.
“Harry,” I said, “Mr. Newton,
rather; l would like a few words
with you.”
“Very well, Miss Grey, proceed,”
he said, imitating my style.
"You are aware that an engage
ment exists between us," I began.
“Well, l wish to break it. Here is
your ring.”
He turned white and gasped.-
~ ffDo you really mean this, Miss
“Yes, sir.”
“You are quite sure you will not
repent of it some day?”
Unconsciously he had used the
words of the song, and they goaded
me on to desperation.
' “No, Mr. Newton, ‘some day’ has
no romantic meaning for me. I
have fully made up my mind to
this and there will be no repent
ance.”
“Have you any reason to give?”
This rather sternly.
“None, except the one usually
given in such eases—mistaken at
tachment; but all will be rignted
— ‘-slime day.’”
Y -xA accepted the ring I held out to
Him, and said, coldly:
u 7 will bid you good evening. Mis.-
«4v.”
Before I could speak he was gone.
It was t-ei rible, but I bore it—indeed,
1 think one can undergo almost
anything in this world and not die.
But when I stood in the parlor
aion^that night I ielt as if life was
henceforth a blank to me. I was
angry, too, for he had taken his dis
missal rather too eoldly to suit me.
I expected he would murmur a few
words of polite regret. I could not
bear to see any one, so I went to my
room, and there I conquered my
love—no, not conquered it, for it
had long ago conquered me; but I
smothered it, so that when, some
hours later, Ethel knocked at my
door I admitted her with a smiling
face.
“Good evening, dear Mollie,”
cried she, gayiy. “Where is your
gay cavalier?”
“ Whom do you mean ?” I return
ed.
“Why, Mr. Newton.”
“Oh! he went away some time
ago,” I answered, carelessly.
There was silence for a few mo
ments. Then I resolved to make
the happiness of another and tell
her of my broken engagement.
“Of course, you know, Ethel, that
Mr. Newton and I were engaged?
“Why, certainly, dear,” she re-
iilied. “though, if you will pardon
ne, I can’t help thinking you don’t
isc- him much like a lover.
“The engagement is broken,” J
aid shortly.
“Why, Mollie ”
And then she stopped suddenly
tnd lo -ked at me.
*• I repli'd, carelessly, “1 he
rn to think I had made a mistake
‘and so saved him from the same
fate.”
“And you don’t care any more
than that? Oh, Mollie,you do—you
must ”
“And why, pray ?” I asked,
“because he does—oh, Mollie
G-av, how can you be so cruel? If I
sh mid use Charlie like that I’d kill
myself in remorse.”
“Charlie!” I cried. “Who is he?”
“Why, he is to he my husband."
What a shock! After all my great
sacrifice she is engaged, and to
■ 'harlie, not Harry!
“Oh, Ethel! I thoughtyou wanted
Harry.”
All at once she comprehended,
aud her arms were about me in a
minute.
^ “Oh, you poor, simple little goose!
So you have given up Harry be
cause you imagined I wanted him!
I’m so sorry, Mollie, that I’ve caus
ed this trouble. What can I do to
help you ? There, don’t cry, dear.”
My courage was all gone and my
tears fell, in torrents. The woman
who could, a few hours ago, sacri
fice her life almost without a strug
gle was vanquished.'
“But Harry,” I sobbed, “he is in
love with you.”
“Oh, you poor, foolish Mollie!
Harrv .-s slightly angry because you
hit- .- been so cold to him since I
ci.r^ and you ill-treated him be-
you are an unreasonable,
.ealous little tyrant.”
l see it all now. I had imagined
that Harry would like Ethel, be
muse she was so brilliant; then I
•magined he did care for her—so
had used him so coldly that he had
got up a mild flirtation with Ethel
to punish me—and now what- had I
lone?
• Ethel tried to console ins, and I
made up my mind to write to Har
ry and ask him to come back to
ne.
The next -merning my brother
■mid to me:
“By the way, Sis, l saw Harry
Vewton at the depot; said he was
going west, to be gone some time.
Did you know it, sly puss?”
I muttered something and ran in
to the house and to my room.
He had cared, and had gone with
out a word to me, and now 1 must
live out my life alone, and for one
piece of my own foolishness!
So the weary days passed on, and
Ethel’s wedding day came and
went.
Three years had come and passed
and the summer found me at Eth
el’s paying her a long-promised vis
it.
It was a beautiful moonl ! ght night,
and Ethel and I were in the par
lor.
“I am going to sing, Mollie; what
shall it be ?”
And I answered, musingly:
“Some Day.”
“What! that, Mollie?” she ask
ed.
But I could bear it, s) I answer
ed.
“Yes, dear.”
The sweet chords rose and fell on
the summer air, and she sang:
him calmly. Ethel made her es
cape with Charlie, and Harry and I
were alone once more.
I wonld not wait; I sacrificed love
before, now I would sacrifice my
self.
“Harry!” I cried.
But before the confession was
stammered out I was in his arms,
and my engagement ring was
sparkling in its old place.
DOSE BY A YANK.
“Yes, darling Mollie,” he said,
know it all. Charlie told me when
we met in the city this afternoon
Ethel told him, so we arranged this
meeting. Blame you? No; I was
more to blame than you. How odd
that as I came up the path Ethel
was singing ‘Borne Day’!”
General Washington’s Sideboard.
There is an old sideboard, recent-
y repaired and restored, which now
tands in the South Carolina room
it Mount Vernon, just where it was
a Washington’s time. It, however,
ihs had a varied experience. It
.-as taken from Mount Vernon to
irlington by the Custis family, and
here used by them until the war
•egan. During the war the side
■oard was taken to Alexandria, and
luring her late visit to Washington
did Arlington, before her death,
Jen. R. E. Lee’s widow gave to Mrs.
Barnes, the vice-Regent of the Dis
trict of Columbia, written authority
,o take possession of the sideboard
wherever she found it, and give it
back to Mount Vernon. With great
lifticulty, Mrs. Barnes found it, but
broken, and one part in one place
ind one in another; she had the
pieces put together and restored, so
luit now it stands again in its form-
■r place in what was Washington’s
dning-room.
I know not are you far or near.
Or are you dead, or that you live—
I know not whom the blame -hould
bear.
Or who should plead ot who forgive.
■ Oh, what a touching significance
the words have to me now!
The tender melody went on. Eth-
ei’s voice was hushed and low:
But when we meet, some day, some day,
Eyes clearer grown, the truth may see,
And every cloud shall roll away
That darkens love ’twist you and me.
God grant that it may prove so;
but, ob, the waiting was very drea
ry.
“That is Charlie’s voice,” said
Ethel, “and there is some one with
him.”
The next moment Charlie was in
ton.
There was no escape, and I met
The Guest said he Gnessed Right.
As a stranger was about to regis-
er at an up-town hotel he took rff
i is hat, disclosing the fact that he
was bald as a watermelon.
From the west? said the clerk.
The man nodded. Then the clerk
pointed to the guest’s bald head, and
said:
Indians?
No, replied the stranger.
Mother-in-law ?
- No.
Barber’s preventive?
No.
Cyclone ?
Yes, by George! Pard.yer the first
chap what ever struck it right.
I let’s take soda.
Our Increase.
The growth of population in the
United States, however, continues
it a very rapid pace. True, immi
gration has fallen off, though it is
still large; but the native increase
is still nearly 2 per cent, per annum,
in Iowa, for instance, there has
been a gain of 600,000 in five years,
’hicago has added 40,000 to her pop-
dation in one year, and now num-
•ers nearly 700,000. At the present
ite of progress, Chicago will over-
ike New York in population with-
i thirty years. . By the close of the
ntury we shall not have far from
•'1.000,000 people in the United
ates. Wars and pestilences, of
nurse, may make a difference.
Why The Hush Was Ont.
i a plate of
“Here, waiter, brin
-irned-beef hash.”
“No c fn-beef hash to night, sah.”
“Bat it’s on the bill of fare.”
“Y las, sah, we mos’ alius has
on'd-beef hash, but, ye see, sah, all
urdinnah customahs was ’special
ly hongry to-day, sah.”
“What’s that got to do with it?”
“Waal, ye see, sah, dey done ate
ip all do co’n-beef on der plates.”—
Ex.
Harper’s Magazine for October is
a strong number from every point of
view. It is important, attractive,
and richly illustrated.
Mr. C. H. Farsham concludes his
interesting account, impressively
and beautifully illustrated, of his
canoe trip along the coast of Lab
rador. William Hamilton Gibson
contributes an instructive paper,
entitled “Backyard Studies,” with
five charming illustrations. In the
series of “Great American Indus
tries” the third paper treats of hop
growing and the manufacturing of
malt liquors, and is amply illustra
ted. George Parson Lathrop des
cribes the city of Hartford, giving
especial attention to the “Nook
Farm” literary group, consisting of
Mark Twain, Charles Dudley War
ner, aud Mrs. Harriet B. Stowe
The article is profusely illustrated.
After a loDg interval we have an-
othor instalment of Goldsmith’s
play, “She Stoops to Conquer”
- nearly all of Act II.), with thirteen
illustrations byE. A. Abbey, one of
u hich is the fronispiece to the num-
tk r.
In fiction we have the very best
in Miss Woolson’sEast Angles, and
Howel’s Indian Sommer. There
are also two good short stories—
the room and with him Harry New-. A Puritan Indeed, by Mary Gray
Morrison. The later is illustrated
by Dielm an.
I must tell you that my mother
lives in the Luray valley of Virginia
close upon the great caves which
had become so famous during the
war. We had a bit of a farm,a com
fortable cabin, and I went away to
war leaving a brother about 15 years
old to look after things. He fell
sick and died in 1862, and from
that on the poor old woman was all
alone and had to manage the best
she could.
You must know that the Luray,
as well as the Shenandoh valley,
was early occupied by the federals.
These valleys were fighting-ground
The federals would come up and
the rebels would come down, and
there was hardly a week that the
valleys were not changing hands
You may guess that betweenthe two
armies and the camp-followers and
guerillas of both the women and
children faired pretty hard.
Along in the spring of 1864, while
I was attached to Lee's command as
a scout, I was sent to the Shenan
doah with dispatches to Early, and
given permission to visit my old
mother in Luray. I had not been
home for nigh upon eighteen
months, and you may reckon I was
in a hurry to get there. Once in a
great whiie I had received a letter
in mother’s old-fashioned, scrawling
hand conveying good or bad news,
but it had now been seven or eight
weeks since I had received word or
line.
Well, not to bother you with
details, let me say that- I reached a
cross-roads within three miles of
home one afternoon just at dark.
Spring was setting in, and the rain
:ame down in a steady pour and
there was mud whenever was dirt
There used to be a sort of tavern
here, but I looked for it in vain.
The few blackened timbers left on
the site told the story of fire.
I was ready to push on again when
a cripple named Seth Smith whom I
had known for many years, came
down the road on his mule. I hel
loes at him, and he helloes back,
and then he calls out in the dark-
“John Williams, I reckon I know
your voice!”
“It’s me, fur sure.”
“Goin’ home ?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I’m afraid ye’II be too late.
Fouror five Yankee foragers and
bummers rid up the road about an
hour ago. They is stealin’an’ plun
derin’ an’ doin’ wuss. They shot the
old man Davis, up there, by the
haugin’-rock, an’ I seed ’em fire
three or four times at the Widder
Scrivens kazeshe fought ’em away
from the corn-crib. I reckon they’ll
pay yer poor old mammy a visit.”
“They won’t dare to harm her!”
“Mebbe not, but don’t you depend
on it. I reckon they may be Yankee
deserters; leastwise they are full o’
whisky an’ mischief an’ dare do
anything. Better push right along.”
I didn’t stop to ask any more
questions, but pushed right along on
a dog-trot. It- was a horrible road,
but I let nothing stop me. I fouud
two dead moles on the road—the
critters havin’ bin shot down by the
raiders—and I had to pass three
barns which they had sot- on fire.
Half a mile from home I heard
the crack of carbines and revolvers,
but I was so badly done fur that I
could go no faster. When I finally
did reach the gate I found two dead
horses lying beside the fence. As I
entered the yard I stumbled over a
dead man. Half way to the door
was a second, and almost on the
door-step was a third. The door
was shut and the house dark, but
the first thing I knew there was a
blaze of light, and a bullet passed
through my hat not an inch above
my head.
I dropped to the ground mighty
fast, and I did a heap o’ thinkin’
for the next three minutes. At the
end of of that time I called out:
“Hello?the house?Hello? Moth
er?” I heard a move inside right
away, with the sound of voices,
ind when I had called again my
blessed old mother sang out:
“Praise God ? but is that my son
John?”
“Aye, mother, it’s me.”
She struck & light and opened the
door and next minute I was
crying on my mother’s shoulder.
What do you reckon I saw as I
looked around ? No more nor less
than a Yank in lull uniform, sittin’
on a chair in front of the winder,
revolver in hand, head bound up,
face white but full o’ grit, and one
leg useless with a bullet in it.
It took some little time to un
tangle the skein.
It seems that the Yank was a scoot.
He had stopped at the boose fur a
bite to eat, aod when the Aiders
came in and began to cuss and lay
violent hands on my old mother, he
gits up and orders em out This
brings on a fight,and he jist dropped
three of ’em as dead as crowbars
and killed two of the horses.
The rest of the gang didn’t w r ant any
more of that and got out. Afraid
the wonld return to play him some
trick, that plucky Yank, all wound
ed and bleeding as he was, insists
on standing sentinel at the window,
and it was him who mistook me fur
one of the raiders and sent a bullet
fur my head.
You kin imagine my astonish
ment, indignation, and gratitude
It an hour we had him comfortable
fixed up, and during the rest of the
night I stood sentinel without bein’
disturbed.
Next morning who should come
ridin’ up but a squad of Early’s men.
They buried the corpses, and I gin
them all the perticklers, and what
did they do but demand the scout.
T?tere3.e was, painfully hurt and
helpless as a child, but they were go
ing to take him away as a prisoner.
Didthey? Well, not much! There
were seven of’em but I had a Win
chester and two revolvers, and
they hadn’t the sand to face ’em.
Howsomever, they rode away to
git m re help, and I realized that I
must make some other arrange
ments to ke°p the Yank out o’ their
hands. He was jist- as cool and
nervy as an old veteran,and itdidn’t
take long to fix up a plan. I had a
back door off in a jiffy, and we laid
him on it and propped him up as
well as we could. Then mother and
I picked him up and toted him fur
half a mile up the side of the moun
tain and left him in a cave. We
fixed him a coihfortable bed, left
food and drink at hand, and were 1
back at the house before the ol-
diers came. There was a hull com
pany this time, and there was a
high old time fur awhile. They took
me prisoner and carried me off to
Early’s headquarters, but they
couldn’t find the scout.
I was held prisoner for two weeks,
and they tried hard to make out-
some sort of a case agin me, but
finally I was released and sent back
to Lee. This left mother alone to
care for the scout, but he was not
neglected. They set spies to watc h
her, and they scouted the neighbor
hood fur days, but they had their
trouble fur their pains. It was nigh
on to ten weeks afore that Yank
GENERAL NEWS.
Floods have destroyed the crops
in Bengal.
Yellow fever is epidemic in th.
Bate of Sonora, Mexico.
The cyclone at Washington C. H.,
>hin, destroyed buildings value I at
-170,000.
The British soldiers formerly op
rating in the Soudan are returning
o London.
got well ’nufftowalk off to his lines,
iut he got there safely, and from
that time on mother was protect
ed by Sheridan and the pantry
kept supplied by his quartermas
ter. >
SUNBEAMS.
A rich young woman—Syni-Kate.
The silent watchers of the night;
Those not wound up.
A Harlem man asks ten thousand
dollars damages for the loss of
three fingers. He must be a pick
pocket.
A young mother should not be too
ambitious to correct her children.
She should begin at the bottom.
“1 care not who makes the breech
es of the family,” said a strong-
minded wife, “as long as I wear
them.”
Young house-wife: What miser
able lit*le eggs again. You really
must tell them, Jane, to let the hens
sit on them a little longer.
You say you know Sallie Jones?
Yes. Is she homelier than her sis
ter Mary? Yes: there’s more of her;
she’s bigger.
Georgie: Do you know, Ethel, old
Stokes had a perplexity fit the oth
er day? Ethel: A perplexity fit?
You mean a parallel stroke.
I do think that thirteen is really
l unlucky number, said a pert
young miss who had just entered
her teens; It is too old for dolls and
too young for beaux!
Wife: “Don’t bother me now; un
twist your own suspenders; we
surely will be late. It’s time now
for the first dance, and 1 am now
fully half undressed for the ball.”
“Greek ? Do I understand Greek ?”
said a jolly German. “Veil, I shoost
can sebmile. Vy, ven I vas a leetle
poy, I alvays swim in dot greek in-
shteadt of dot ribber.”
“Boss, hab you got any ob dem
cavortic pills?” “Yes. Do you want
them plain or coated ?” “Dunno. I
want dem ones what’s whitewash
ed.” He got ’em.
The tendency to do wrong in
creases towards night, says a well-
known clergyman. I think this is
very likely to be true, for when Ad
am ate the forbidden fruit it was
near Eve.
Coddlepate used to rave over Miss
Gurligurl’s hyacinthine curls. Since
he has discovered that they are
fastened on with hairpiDS he has
chosen a new floral emblem and
now calls them “lie-locks.”
Priest: “Tell me, Murphy, how
came you by that black eye? Were
you fighting, eh?” Murphy: “Well,
indade, "I won’t decaive yer river-
ence; but 6ure, if yer riverence only
seen Mick’s eye, now, troth you’d
say there was nothing wrong with
mine at all, at ail.”
I wish you wouldn’t go over to
Yeast’s, said Crimson to his wife,
the other morning. Why not ? in
quired the wife. Well, yoa know,
they’ve got the fevei over there,
and if you catch it, you’ll be sure to
spread it. Nonsense! replied the
lady. Well, you will; I never knew
a woman yet to keep anything to
herself, was the husband’s parting
shot, aa he went ont of the door.
The Prohibitioni-its of New York
lominated H. Clay Bascomb, of
Troy, for Governor.
Since September 1, 23,644 cases of
:holera and 6,379 deaths have been
■•efiet ■! "I Sp-.ii.
The Boston B .ir,l o' i if. h.<>
ordered quarantine against nl v -
sels from Canada and Newfound
land.
The Madrid Government de
mands that Germany recognize the
prior rights of Spain to the Caro
lines.
Hon. A. M. Keiley, of Virgina,
has formally tendered nis resigna
tion as United States Minister to
Austria.
Emory Storrs, the well-kn ivn
Chicago lawyer, died very suddenly
at the Clifton Hotel. Ottawa. HI.,
recently.
Chesley Chambers has been in
dicted at Bloomington, Ind., for
committing the famous Motion ex
press robbery last March.
The caterpillar has caused much
damage fo cotton in Southern Tex
as, Arkansas, and in central and
southern Alabama.
A wedding was celebrated at
Washington, G.i., which is remark-
ible from the fact that the groom is
98 years of age and the bride 63.
Bills will be introduced at the
coming session of Congress for the
ulmission of Dakota, Washington
md New Mexico Territories as
States.
The police of Jackson, Mich., raid
ed a big gambling house Saturday
-ight, and among the players capt
ured were the Mayor and City At
torney.
The vicinity of Port Tobacco, Md.,
was recently visited by a destruc
tive hail storm. The damage in
Charles county is estimated at f 100,-
000.
Of the 100 people stricken with
the scourge prevailing in Clay coun
ty, W. Va., twenty-eight have died.
l’he disease is described as resem
bling cholera.
The seventy-first anniversary of
the Battle of North Point was cele
brated in Baltimore on the 13t-h
inst. Only one survivor, James
Morford, aged ninety, was present.
Statistics just gathered show that
the population of Ireland is under
5,000,000, and that the number of
births and marriages is below the
average of the previous ten years.
Within twenty-eight days sixty
postoffice have been burned or rob
bed by burglars. The average loss
in each case was less than $100,
which falls upon the Government.
Official and unofficial returns
trom the Third Arkansas District
give McRae, Democrat, for Con
gress, about 5,000 majority, double
the majority given the Democratic
candidate last November.
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ALSO A COMPLETE STOCK OF
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Having watched for our chance and been very careful in the pur
chase of our stock, we have BOUGHT CHEAPER THAN-
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Bargains in all Kinds of Goods.
A visit to our store, an examination of our goods and an inquiry
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Hangers and Millwork,
We can make
Write to us for prices and discounts,
it to jour interest to buy direct from us.
E. VanWinkle <fc Co.
Manufacturers, Atlanta, Ga.
The Treasury Department has is-
ued a statement showing the ex
ports of leaf tobacco in July to be
15,000,000 pounds, of which 14,000,000
go to Great Britain and Ireland,
and nearly 12,000,000 to Germany.
Christian Cooper of the town of
Lexington, Columbia county, N. Y.,
tlied on the 13th, aged lit years, 10
months and 15 days. Mr. Cooper
was active and retained his mental
faculties until a few days before his
leath.
During the year 1884 there arrived
at the jiort of New York 330,000 im
migrants. On examination 1,144
persons were found to be either
onvicts, lunatics, idiots, or persons
unable to take care of themselves
without becoming pablic charges,
md were returned to the countries
whence they came.
The Greenback-Labor party, of
New York, nominated for Govern-
>r, George O. Jones; Lieutenant-
Governor, Lyman Gage.
The Commissioner of Internal
Revenue reports that the amount of
listilled spirits gone into consurnp-
iion in the United States during thi
fiscal year, en led June 30,1885, i-
!9,155,902 gallons, and the amount ot
nalt liquors on which tax was paid
iuring the same period is 19,185,953
iarrels. The amount ifwinecon-
sjmed iu this country during 1884
s estimated at 20,508,345 gallons.
A mob visited the jail at Mur
freesboro, Ark., Sunday night, for
the purpose of executing the two
Polk boys, convicted of murder.
The lynching party, unable to gain
admission to the prison, set it on
tire, destroying the iiyes of the pris
oners, as well as the bnilding. The
victims had had several trials, all
resulting in conviction. The State
Supreme Court recently granted
them another trial.
Notice to the Trade-We give discounts to the trade.
May 17.
W. B. ORR & CO.
Are receiving daily additions to th«ir stock ot GENERAL MER
CHANDISE, which is varied and too numerous to itemize. Full
line of Ladies, Gents and Children’s
SHOESSI
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 io come to see us. Thanking you for past patronage we solicit a
continuance of the same. W. B. ORR & CO.
THOMPSON BROS.
Bedroom, Parlor and Dining Room Fnmitnre.
Big Stock and Low Prices.
?ARL0R AND CHURCH ORGANS.
WOOD and METALLIC BURIAL CASES
^j^TOrders attended to at any hour day or nioht j/w
■ ^ ly THOMPSON BROS., Newnan, Ga.
BRING US YOUR
JOB WORK!
And { - -et it Done in The Latest Styles.
fcWe Guarantee Satisfaction.
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