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BLOOD POISON! 100 Bottles nf Anotlm .Jllood Medi cine Used—No Relief Until B. B. B Was Used, 1 Hampton, Ga., Juno 12th, 1888. Blood Balm Cos Your It. It. It. lia work (l on mo like a charm. Threfl bottleii have lone me more good than all doctors ami 1(H) ottleaof the moat noted remedy. 1 am get mg well rapidly. All ulcers healed, no aching t iuj* bones, no pains in my back, and my kin is Incoming dear. The effect of It. It. It . umy kidneys is nofhcUiing wonderful. My friends are a*-* ’died. family physicfon avs it is the only nn dieine T <"v*r used suited o my caseyrl would take in com**- bonding Mpni am m- interest*® as 1 can't nelppraßiig />’. /;. Indeed i£ Is a gre#* Blood Bub tier, Give an> one may catt f It. V. I’. W. Addre BLOOD BAI.M t'O.. \tlanta, Ga.. or., Summerville, Ga. wirtnla Cored After Several IMivsirian I'tlLFl'. On the 28thday f April, 1883, William Sea lock, 12 years of age, presented himself to I)r. Gillam, desiring to know if It. It. It. would • ure him. lit lives on Dr. L. A. Guild’s place, near the cemetery, and the case is well known by Dr, Guild, who has particularly noticed it. The boy had a foul scrofulous ulcer involv .ng the entire elbow joint, w ith w hich he had been afflicted over twelve months. It had de stroyed the superficial structure, and was fast approaching the deeper tissues. 110 could not Lend the arm. and had strong indications of the same ulcerous couditioti of the shoulder. Two other physicians of the city had treated the case, hut without any perceptible change in his condition. He was placed upon the treatment of />. It. It , and one single bottle cured the foul ulcer and restored the fast de generating condition of the child, and he is now cujwing the finest of health. TLh* r a plain and unmistakable case of well defined scrofula, ami recognized as such, cured with one single t ottlc of H. 11. 8., and vc fake pleasure in asking any interested party to address Dr. L. A. Guild, Atlanta, Ga., on the subject relative value of the medicine in this ease. If one well defined case of scrofula can he cured, others can be cured also. BLOOD BALM GO., Atlanta, Georgia. Boldin Summerville, by IS THAT SO? Yes. it's a fact, that one large bottle of B. B. 1 !. costing only r l is warranted to produce as i inch remedial effect iu the euro of all Blood l’oison as three bottles of the most famom blood medicines of the day. Y’es, * three tc >n ; that's the way we put it, and we are able to hack our word with strong evidence. B. B. B. is the quick blood remedy, and there is tit mistake about it. The proof is printed- the fiat has gone forth the tocsin has l>cen sound ed, and “he that hath ears to hear, let him V " v j w V hew Home c^iri e I*s mi ’" A S NO EQUAt- ■ NE W H ome h j c ‘ macHl ME G 1 30 UNION SQUARE NEWYORK O^CA<?O 0 pAAAtw ILL. MUSS. GA. FOR SALE BY Pli A IM { & CA I N , SI MMERI’ El.l>, GA. POO from all portions of ti c country will secure a * apply of BONKOCTNE, the only safe, quick and positive cure f'-r acute and chronic Conorrhaa and Gleet ever used. Cures effected under five days, requiring no Internal remedies no change of diet, or loss of time. Its action destroys and antagonizes every atom of venereal poison with whi* h it comes in con tact, and is harmless to healthy parts poo A Po'd-Office order for SI.OO will buy three bottles of BON’KXK fN'E, the only hanr.lt-'s v vetablo compound ever offered which positively cures and pre vents the contagion of arv and ail ve nereal diseases. The constant, persevering and uni versal use of this Tcv. jdy would effect ually wipe out all venereal diseases from the i of the eurdi. G. and G. can ’Jjeither he contr., u and nor exist when it is used, localise it destroys by mere contact. It allays all pain, sub dues the inflammation and promotes quiet slumbers. POO A well known railroader writes a* follows: Atlanta, Frr.’v it. I*B3. Honlcoolnoi o.:—‘ilo ; . .imaryl commenced the use oi UONKOCIXB for a bad case of G. which had baffled the skill and medicines of five physi cians,and tliree boules cured me sound and well. I lost no time, used n . other remedy and did not chance my diet. It is a blcs-in;; to those whose paths are not bright.” Discard all capsules, copabla, etc.,and use that which never fails, and will keen you cured for life by acting as a preventive. One bottle 31.-10, or three for SI.OO. Fold by druggists. Expressed on re ceipt of price. BONKOCIN'K CO., W/i Whitehall street, Atlanta. Ga, £ljc JS'nmuuTuitlc (Dinette. VOL. x. Tin-: Ol.lt HOMESTKAD, Ah, hero it is. the dear old place® Unchanged through all these years; How like some sweet, familiar face My childhood’s home appears ! The grand old tri es behind the door Still spread tlicir branches wide; The river wanders as of yore, With sweetly running tide; The distant hills look green and gay, The flowers are blooming wild; And everything looks glad to-day, As when I w as a child. Regardless how the years have flown, Half wnnderinglv I stand; I catch no fond, endearing tone, I clasp no friendly hand; 1 think my mother's smile to meet, 1 list my father's call, I pause to hear my brother’s feet Come bounding through the hall; But silence all around me reigns, A chill creeps through my heart; No trace of those l love remains, And tears unbidden start. What though the sunbeams fall as fail What though the budding flowers Shed their fragrance on the air Within life’s golden hours; The loving ones that clustered here These walls may not restore; Voices that filled my youthful ear Will greet my soul no more, Ami yet I quit the dear old place . With slow ami lingering tread) As when we kiss a clay-cold face And leave it with the dead. IclialHXl Turner's Mission. BY KATE W. HAMILTON. “Crooked! Crooked ! Crooked!” rang out the sharp, peculiar, dissonant voice, mid the full, thin figure in seedy gar ments and flapping hat swayed fo and fro on tlie stump that had been selected fora rostrum. “All things have gone crooked in this world, and I've come to set ’em straight—to undo the snarls, give the power where it belongs and put men in their places. Oh —h—h my friends! The world is topsy-turvy; the top’s at (he bottom and the bottom’s at the top, and I’ve come to turn things right eendnp.” The six o’clock whistle had sounded the close of another tlay’H work at the shops, and the men, pouring out from the various smoke-stained archways, paused to listen. The speaker’s excite ment seemed to deepen as his audience increased. The keen eyes under the old hat darted lightning-like glances here and there; he gesticulated wildly and his voice rose to a still higher pitch. “Oh h—li yes! Look at me! I'm Ichabod Turner; and the mission I’m sent on is to mend all crookedness and turn things right eend up !’’ The men seemed to find n grim plena ure in the harangue. They laughed a. they exchanged comments. Jim Barclay, sauntering down th long walk, stopped beside a bright young girl who hud paused for a moment on the outer edge of the crowd. “If that fellow would begin his work by altering the days and nights a little, or my means of enjoying them, I’d be obliged to him,” he laughed. The girl turned with a little start o surprise and pleasure. “Why, Jim 1” Then a glance nf his lunch-basket brought the swift question “You’re not going out to-night? It’ not your run." "I must make it though, they Hay. It’s an extra train, and they are short of men, somehow —off or disabled. I feel considerably disabled myself.” “You were out last night?” “And all the night before and nearly all yesterday. I didn’t get in to-day until afternoon, and I was scarcely set tied into a comfortable sleep before I was called. I’m not fit to go, that’s a fact. Don’t worry, Dell.” He broke off his sentence abruptly as he saw the shadow of anxiety on his companion’s fair face. “It doesn’t hap pen so often. They’re short, you see.” “It oughtn’t tohappen at all,”insisted Dell, indignantly. “I wouldn’t go,” “Then my head would como off a short notice,” laughed Jim. "We can’t afford that.” I’retty Dell flushed rosily. She knew sb well what that meant. There was little house talked over and arranged t every detail of its simple furnishing, fo which they two were planning when Jim should obtain his koped-for promotion “No, I won't insure any necks to night, but I’ll take the risk of crushing a few other people’s heads rather than the certainty of losing my own,” laughed Jim. “It's a pity that fellow who is so sure of his mission couldn’t turn my brains right side up; they feel crooked enough. Bat don't worry, Dell,” he re p - bed hurriedly. The crowd began to thin. Hungry men, swinging their empty dinner-pails, presently found the prospect of supper more alluring than the stranger’s prom ised millennium. Jim looked at his w atch, and found he had not even five minutes to spare for a part of the home ward walk with Dell. He parted from her with a reluctant good-by, and she walked away alone. She had gone but a few steps, however, when she turned and looked back. “You’ll be careful, Jim ? Don’t let adytiling happen.” “Why, Dell!” He laughed, half touched, half wondering. “I oughtn’t to have talked such nonsense. Don’t be uneasy.” She smiled in auswer, and the cloud slowly faded from her face ns she walked on. Jim had some need 9f help as the SUMMERVILLE, GEO! evening wore on, though ho but dimly realized it. Getting everything in readi ness for starting was harder work than usual. Thei \\vns a dull pain in his eyes and a throbbing in his temples. “This trip’s rather rough on you, Jim ?” remarked a fireman, half ques tioniogly, half commiseratingly. “Rather!” Jim laughed faintly. “I’m stiff and used up, but I’ll get over it. when we’re fairly off, I expect. ” When the station with its din and dancing lights was left behind, however, and the long line stretched away straight before him, his occupation became but a mere routine so treacherously familiar that it would scarcely hold his eves or thoughts. Mechanically he attended to his engine, with his mind straying far away from it to Doll, and then running oddly into a confused memory of the speaker at the depot, until the swift movement of the polished rods before him seemed the motion of gesticulating nuns, and the sound in his ears resolved itself into a measured monotonous repe tition of meaningless words—“ Crooked and straight! Right side up I” “Hello I Caught myself napping, 1 do believe ! Jim Barclay, wind are you about ? See here, Bill”—to his fireman —“just keep an eye on me, will you?" The young engineer shook himself, looked about him and stood stiffly erect lie whistled a time vigorously to assure himself that he was wide awake. Wknt a drowsy rockabv motion the train had t (’.veil the jar and rattle seemed to bill and stupefy, though he stood erect at. his post. He was glad this sort of work was nearly over. At least, ho hoped it was nearly over, for ho did not see bow the desired promotion could be miict longer delayed, and then such oulb, a. Ibis would be fewer. He was loo’ring anxiously forward to tilt' day wile A he would carry the longed-for tidinf a to Dell. Dear little girl, how Iter face would brighten! What a cosy, happy home site could make I and she said (lie curtains wouldn't cost anything, and hammock on the porch to rest in. Lights? Queer where the lights came from, unless - why, yes, almost, to a station, of course. Dell must have put ■' bright light in the window. Alas ! Bill had climbed back over the, tender to look at a suspected hot-box on the after truck. Shriek after shriek of warning from a steam-whistle aided the flashing of tb. signal lights and, at last, forced tin ir meaning upon tho benumbed bra n. With a low cry of horror the engine a a,-, reversed, but too late to avert tho cr ash that followed as the two freight trains were piled upon each other in common wreck. “What possessed you to run on in that fashion, man? Were you drunk or crazy ?” demanded more than one rough voice as Jim stood by the track. But ho only gazed with blonclied face at the scene before him and answered them nothing. “Fortunately—almost miraculously, it seemed—no one was seriously injured,” as the morning papers said in chronic ling the occurrence. Under the same glaring hood-lines they also commended the promptness of the company in dis missing “the engineer whoso criminal carelessness caused tho disaster, and who, as nearly as could he learned, was comfortably sleeping at his post, and so neglectful of all signals !” These were the tidings that reached Dell instead of the glad word for which she had waited. “What they say is true, after a fash ion,” said Jim simply and sadly. “I was to blame for it—and yet I wasn’t, for I was not fit to make the ran, and I told them so.” There was no one to chronicle his years of faithful service,- or the “criminal carelessness,” if not cruelty, which had placed him in such a position; but these things were well understood among tho many workers in that railroad town, and they acknowledged to each other, with ready but helpless sympathy, that it was “rough on poor Jim.” Rough it surely grow as the long days came and went, and the hope of rein statement grew dimmer. “All those missing men, who couldn’t be found when I needed a single night’s rest, seemed to havo turned up once more, and they can spare mo indefinitely,” he explained to Dell, with a pretense of jocularity that scarcely covered tho bitterness. The brave little woman tried to comfort and encourago him, though the dancing light had gone out of her brown eyes, and new grave line’ were deepening about the young lips. The little house they had planned seemed so like the shadowy ghost of a dead hope that neither cared to talk of it any more, and indeed Dell’s ingenuity found full occupation nowin combating the various wild schemes which Jim iu his despera tion was constantly forming. He had been away to look for employment, but business was dull everywhere at this season; and, moreover, grown up in that railroad town, where all interest and in dustry centered in the shops and tracks, he had belonged to the lino from boy hood; he could do but the one thing, and there was little chance for a situation elsewhere while the shadow of the great corporation’s disapproval seemed to fol low him iu all bis efforts like a blighting frost. Bo the bright autumn leaves dropped from the trees, leaving only brown and barren branches; the soft haze faded RGIA, WEDNESDAY EVENING, DECEMBER 5, 1883. from tho hills; and tho narrow iron track, stretching away over the Bozen earth toward tho Cold gray sky, looked to Dell’s sorrowful eyes a fitting emblem of the dreary Irfo-rond that lay before him. “I'm going away to-morrow,” Jim was saving, ns they passed slowly over Ihe bridge and down toward the town. “I’ve shown idiocy enough in waiting here for any chance of justice. I moan to go ns far west us I can make my way, and I'll come back when Ive somo good word to tiring —if that time ever comes.” It was useless to eombnt his purpose; there was nothing better to offer. The gill's wistful gaze strayed with a dreary persistency to tho truck again. 'What a hard, narrow road it was, stretching on to its cheerless goal—the far-away wintry horizon I Down on tho walk by tho round-house a knot of loungers had gathered. Icha bod Turner's wanderings had brought him thither again—the place seemed t hold somo peculiar fascination for him— and he was discoursing on liis fnvorit theme. Suddenly a movement and murmur of excitement ran through the crowd, and its numbers were speedily augmented from various quarters of the building. Swiftly and unexpectedly the speaker had turned, and with a single bound placed himself in the cab of n locomotive that had for a moment been left unteuanted. “It's steamed up!” “Off! off!” “Come out of that!” shouted several voices. But Ichabod laughed hoarsely and waved his long arms triumphantly above his head. “I’m the only mail on this continent that can ruu an engine I I’m ordered to take this one and go and turn the world right side up ! Hurrah !” Two or three persons rushed forward, lmt lioCaught upan iron bar and wielded it so vigorously that they were compelled to fall back. Then, like a flash, his hand seized the throttle-lever, and the dangerous steed lie had chosen began to show signs of life. •'Pull him off!” “Block the wheels!” rang out iu conflicting orders. But the madman laughed again, his wild eyes gleaming like fire; and shook his bar iu threatening and defiance. "Touch me if you dare ! I’m sent to set the crooked straight. Here comes the millennium I Clear tho track for the millennium I” And ho was off. Swiftly as nn arrow somo one darted through the crowd, ran along the track and leaped on to the engine, clinging, no one knew quite how, as it moved away. Dell found herself suddenly de serted, and could only move forward with the others, who were following with eyes of mingled admiration and horror the athletic young figure clinging and swinging as the speed increased, until it finally forced its way into the call. “What a terror to be let looso on the road! Who oan tell wluit ho will run into before he can be stopped 1” ex claimed one with white face. “Jim Barclay ’ll manage him 1” “Jim ’ll ho killed !” answered dissent ing voices. Jim’s unexpected appearance in the nub, meanwhile, had momentarily con fused its occupant, who, until then, had not been aware of liis presence. "Where did you como from ?” he de manded in surprise. “Flew down,” panted Jim; “sent to help you. But what on earth do you mean by trying to start the millennium iu btoad daylight ?” “Daylight?” repeated Ichabod, be wildered by an earnestness and assurance as fierce as liis own. “Don’t you know wo must wait until the stars begin to fall ? Besides, we must go back and telegraph to all the world to clear the track for us.” 110 wus improving his companion’s momentary confusion by gently edging into his place anti crowding him back, while he urged the superior advantages of his own plan of proceeding. All the details of that brief, horrible ride Jim could never clearly recall, but, with (lie engine once in his own hands, he held possession, and as soon as it was possibh reversed it -ndcavoring the while to dis tract the other’s attention by a stream of explanations concerning their joint mission. Tho suggestion of clearing tin track seemed to suit lelinbod’s crazed brain, and seizing the cord near him he clung to it so persistently that the shriek ing, deafening steam-whistle drowned out all further efforts at conversation, and never ceased its terrific din until they rolled back into tho great yard. Officers, police and train dispatchers had been hastily notified, only to find themselves helpless in tho matter, and a line of anxious spectators watched the engine’s return. Then, discovering for the first time that his project was foiled, or bent upon some new scheme—no om could ever tell which—lchabod suddenly dropped the cord, and, before his com panion could surmise his intention, leaped to the track. A moment later he was drawn from under the cruel wheels and tenderly lifted. “So endeth—the first lesson,” ho mur mured, and then all earthly tangles for him were over, and life’s rough places grew smooth and plain. Jim was greeted with congratulations, praises and questions on every side. “That was a bravo deed of yours, sir, —a dangerous undertaking, very skill fully planned mid executed," declared an oflieer of the roud, with a congratula tory shake of the hand. '‘lt far more than cancels that little misfortune of yours last fall. There is no tolling where this might havo ended but for you.. Cull around at tho offioe in the morning, will you? We shall have something to say to you.” “What does that mean?” questioned eager Dell, as Jim made his way to her side. “It means that everything is nil right again,” answered Jim, with an odd smile about his lips. “Queer how soon a bit of success enn change a groat crime into merely *a little misfortune. The excitement was over, and tho yard settled back to ordinary routine, hut the young engineer and pretty Dell lingered for a Inst pitying, tender glance at the still form, reverently covered now. “For whatever he may havo been to tho rest of the world, dear Jim, for us he fulfilled his mission,” said the girl softly. Our Continent. A REMARKABLE FIRE. Our of llt i* Old Kind With all Ilitmli* at tlic Itrakee* “We had a fire in Walla Walla the other day,” says a newspaper correspon dent. “A block of one and one-luvlf story pine shanties on tho main street blazed up like kindling wood, which, in deed, was all that they were. The fire was just below my hotel, so we wore all ready to vacate, which was happily un necessary. But that was the most re markable fire I have seon. I was struck dumb by the apparition of an old-time baud engine, tho like of which I haven't seen since the tournaments we used to have in Massachusetts country towns fif teen years ago. There was a ‘steamer,’ too, but the fire was nearly burned out before it went to work. “The crowd was curious. There wore cowboys and Indians, army officers, farmers, gamblers and soldiers. A spick and span oflieer climbed a shed and es sayed to ascend tho roof of a burning house. It was like the frog in the well. Every time he went ahead two feet he slipped back three, until finally lie threw the water wildly before him, slipped and came rolling down on the shed, followed hy a cascade of water and an empty bucket. He repeated this about a dozen tjmes. At the end of his experiment any well regulated household dog would have promptly taken that dilapidated figuro for a most Villainous tramp. “Some firemen held a door before them for a shield. Tho door caught fire and burned liko tinder. They didn’t know it at first, but suddenly they fonhd themselves being cooked exactly like planked shad, "Nor should f forget the lofty indiffer ence of the Chinamen. Tlioro was an attempt to impress some of them to man the brakes of the hand engine, but John unanimously declared, ‘Too much fooloe. Me no sal le. ’ "Filially n man was carried across tho street from the flames which were con suming his little shop. He writhed con vulsively in the arms of (lie firemen, and uttered piercing shrieks. People rushed toward him from every side, bitten with a morbid desire to seo somo ghastly spectacle. "lie was laid down on tho grass. With sobs and prayers lie groaned, ‘Oil, me leg, mo leg, me leg. (bid help me, what shall I do ?’ Wo could see that one trouser leg, torn and soiled, hung empty. ‘He lias lost his leg,' said one. Great heaven, send for a doctor! How did it happen ?’ exclaimed a kind-heart ed woman, as tho poor fellow burst into a temptest of tears and sobs. “Suddenly a man pierced the crowd, bearing a strange object in his hands. Was it the doctor ? Every one pressed forward. Tho sobs suddenly ceased. Something was going on in the oentro of the crowd which wo didn't under stand. Every ono waited breathlessly to hear shrieks of agony. But instead wo heard a prolonged ‘Whoo-o-o-p!' Suddenly the sufferer rose to his feet, not foot, executed a short war dance of triumph, and administered a sound kick to a small boy who was coquetting with somo confectionery. Need I say that ’ tho lost leg was of wood ?” Peasant Life in China. The condition of the rural masses in China is indeed pitiful, and it is no wonder that the people of that country agerly seek opportunities for bettering their circumstances in foreign countries. A correspondent of llie London Times cites the following as an average speci men of tho welfare of the peasant clashes; “A family of eight persons owns an acre and a half of land. The land was bought by the grandfather of the pres ent head of tho family and lias never been subdivided since nor added to. Ha grows about seventy bushels of rice and thirty five of wheat and somo vegeta bles and cotton besides, worth altogeth er in money about $l5O. He lias two nephews who work outside and bring home something to help, and in that way get along, but they are very poor. He and all his neighbors wear native blue cloth, spun and woven in the fami ly by tho women from cotton grown by themselves. He never wore foreign cot ton. Tho coat he had on (a well-worn affair) hud been made two years previ ously, and it would last two years more. It served him at night as a coverlet as well as a coat by day.” Another family possessing four acres were better off than Romo of their neigh bors, but had fifteen mouths to feed aud never saved auy money. NO. 46 Spontaneous Combustion. Tho origin of tho disastrous conflagra tion which destroyed iu a few minutes the buildings of tho Pittsburg Exposi tion, with all tlioir contents, lias been explained l>y a theory which is, to say the least, very plausible. It seems that Mr. Warner, tho aeronaut, having an as cension to make, Bpeut the day before the tiro in repairing his balloon, and iu revarnishing the oiviiviih of which it was made with boiled linseed oil. As tho most convenient place for his work, lie chose the boiler room, and after the var nishing was complete, the balloon was rolled up and put by to dry. A more reckless operation than this it would bo difliciilt to conceive, tho warmth of tho room, tho rolling together of tho canvas, and the boiling of the oil all conspiring to make the spontaneous combustion of the inflammable mass almost inevitable, and tho opinion of the Pittsburg Fire Marshal will be concurred in by every builder, arohiteot, insurance agent, and painter’s apprentice, that the result was simply what ought to be expected under Ihe circumstances. The only thing that could havo made the canvas more cer tain to take fire than Bimplo saturation with liUßeed oil would havo been to sprinkle it with water before rolling up, but this is by no means essential to the effect. It is, however, a very common factor in the cases of spontaneous com bustion which occur every week or so. Some uninstrueted person, having been engaged in painting or polishing wood work, undertakes to save tho cotton rag which ho has been using by washing out the oil or point, but after one or two trials, finding thiaornthcrdifficult opera lion, abandons the attempt, and rolls up the rag in u knot, and throws it into some corner, where t lie oil and water speedily react upon each other to set the whole in a blaze.— American Architect. Married in Fun. Young Mr. Vaughan, who was married “in fun” to a young Indy of Fialbush, N. Y., whom lie had met only a few times until she joined with him in the matrimonial game, is probably inclined to think that marriage is not the funniest thing in the world. The young lady “whom he bad never met” until the oc casion of tbo mock marriage, but to whom he wrote the next day, addressing her ns his “dear wife," persists in re garding tho marriage as a serious one, aqd claims him as her legal husband. Why young people of a certain class should regard marriage os a fit subject for burlesque it is difficult to say. They never engage in burlesquing death, and yet. as they grow older they learn that marriage is quite as serious a matter as death. The stupidity of those who And amusement in mock mar riages is only equaled by their vulgarity. One is at a loss to understand what must be the mental character of a girl who will go through with the ceremony of marriage “iu fun” with a young man with whom bLo has bad no previous ac quaintance. In most cases she is not generally recognized ns a complete idiot, but on what other plea than idiocy can her conduct possibly be excused? We pride ourselves in this country on the complete freedom which is given to our girls, but when young people use that freedom in burlesquing marriage it is time to ask whether the nursery is not the proper place for them, until they can learn how to conduot themselves de cently if not sensibly. The German Army. Tho greatest numerical strength of the German army in the late war with France never exceeded 1,400,000 men; but a writer in a recent number of the h’ortniy/i/li/ Review declares that in a future war half a million more sol diers could ho sent into tho field. He estimates that Germany can almost im mediately mobilize an army of 38,000 officers, 1,450,000 men, 27,000 physicians and officials, and 300,000 horses; for which number all clothes, armaments, outfits, carts,etc., are provided in peace time, and held in readiness in the differ ent garrisons. To the mobilized army would havo to bo added the surplus ol drilled reserve and militiamen, number ing 150,000 men; tho depot reserves ol tho first class, numbering 220,000 men; ono contingent of recruits, one-year Vol unteers, Volunteers under twenty years, and ten contingents of Landstnrm; which make up a grand total of 2,830,000 trained men, commanded by officers who havi fought some of tho greatest battles ot the century, and havo never turned theii backs upon the enemy. Too Much of It. “L.” writes to the London Times “I find little article ‘the’ occurs 20( times in the first column of the Times - for the sake of average, Hay, 1,000 time: on every page, making 16,000 for enlir copy, equal to 48,000 letters. Now, i we reckon that every line in a columi numbers forty letters—taking leading article type as an example—and that r column is made up of 150 lines, then wi learn how 0,000 lottei'B are consumed And so wo come to ascertain that an or linniy copy of the Times devotes cigli columns of letter press to article ‘tho. Surely this little verbal parasite lpiglil with advantage be stamped out," OLD FOLKS AT HOME. \ HtIIIJKCT lIK.AR TO THE HEART OK EVERY TREE 111 AN. Two l*lcturoM Thai It Will bn Well to Talto n (inoil l.onU At • [Fioai tho Milwaukee Sun.l In a recent publication was an engrav ing entitled “The Old Folks at Home.” It represented an aged couple sitting to gether reading a letter which lay on the table before them, Tho aged mother, with a smiling face, was whispering something to the pleasant faced father. There must, have been good news in that letter. It may have been from their boy—wo arc always boys and girls to father and mother—telling of his success thus far iu tho battle of life. Maybe it was from a loved daughter, writing to father and mother, telling them how much her little ones talked of grandpa amlgrandma. It was a beautiful picture of a subject dear to the heart of every true man and woman. Tho old folks at home, in this pioturo, woro just what they should have been—happy. It was, asido from an artistio view, a picture that would attract and delight the eye. Another picture is painted to the mind. It is the same subject. In place of smiles there are tears coursing down th furrowed cheeks. An expression of anx ious care takes tho place of pleasure, a they gaze on the letter before them. That letter contains had news from those whom those two ngeil hearts, in tho years gone by, had hoped would prove nn honor anil blessing to their father anil mother in tjieir old age. Now all this hrifpt coloring of a happy old ago gives w* to the dark colors of life that mako I leatli welcome and the grave a flowery hod of ease. Theso nro truo pictures of tlie|pppi{B at homo in every commu nity. Looking at tho aged mother’s face, lovo for her child shines forth under all, no matter how trying,' circumstances. In the criminal court of Chicago, re cently, a young man was tried and con victed for a capital crime. The mother had sat with her hoy all through the trial. She had heard all tho evidence for and against him. Slio lmd listened to the arguments of counsel for and against her son, nud when tho jury brought in a verdict of guilty she could no longer restrain herself and in her despair and excitement aroso and de nonneed in frenzied words tho court, hoping only to save her boy. Blinded by lovo that mother could sec no ill iu her son, though ho belonged to that clasH of things which infest nil largo cities. No one can estimate a mother’s love. It descends deeper, it reaches higher, it is broader and more charitable than all things else of creation. No matter how low and depraved a child may become, mother’s love goes out to that child with tho same force as it would had that child grown up and tho mother had realized all her fond hopes for its future. How many young men who are away from the old folks at home think of mothers’ love? When tempted to do a questionable net think of mother. If evil companions entice you it will help you to resist temptation. If the young men of America who are out in the world striving to make a competency would only keep the picture of the old folks at home, especially mother’s pic ture, constantly in their hearts there would be fewer mothers laid to rest in broken hearted graves and much less crime to record. Hoys, don't go back on the old folks at home. Stand firm by I lie principles mother taught, for it is to mother all credit is duo for what good there is in us. Merely a Moderate Drinker. A verdict was reached in the United States Circuit Court, in the case of the Muskegon National Bank of Muskegon, Mieli., against the Northwestern Mutual Life Insurance Company of Milwaukee, Wis., to recover .$20,000 on a policy taken out by the bank on the titlo of Erwin G. Comstock, its former cashier. This was to cover Comstock’s indebted ness. The question turned upon whether 1 or not Comstock was a habitual drunk ard. Comstock died in New York city June2l), 1881. When the bank demand ed the insurance the company refused to pay it on the ground that Comstock, after the issue of the policy, continued to drink hard; also, that he died by his own act, and had offered to return the premium that had been paid. The plaintiffs denied this, and claimed that lie was merely a moderate drinker. The jury returned a verdict for the plaintiffs for $22,500. 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