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THE ATLANTA SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GA., FRIDAY, MAY 30, 1913.
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In the last Country Gentleman is the
story of a farm that had been on the
market two years and nobody would buy
it. The price was reasonable, but it
was a neglected farm, not exactly
abandoned, but there was nobody in the
house, the yards were a tangle and the
gates were hanging on half their share
of hinges. A boy saw the blemish in
the prospects and got permission to hold
it six months and get all above thirty-
five hundred, the price the owner had
been asking. He spent about $60 in
seme handsome shrubs, fruit trees, flow
ers and paint, made a lawn and put a
livable look on things. After six
months’ work with only the small
brother to help him, he sold it for al
most $4,000.
The land sharks are wiser than most
of the honest people who have property
to sell, and this boy was clever enough
to see that almost any one will be at
tracted by a nice yard and a “homey”
look about a place. I know a woman
who bought place after place, put in
good furniture, a coat of paint on the
house and showed her own property.
She never had any -trouble selling or
renting, for she showed trie possibilities
as a home as well as an investment.
One reason that so many leave the
farm is because things get so monot
onous. Since I have had a clearer in
sight into the necessity for two or
three people having to do the work of
twice that many I see how easy it is to
forget that there is a bed of roses to
have an hour’s work, or a thorough
drenching; and the more convenient sea
son, that so often fails to come, for
spading up the violet bed or plowing
the bulbs. The boys are doing chores,
and the girls quite as busy with the
milk or in the kitchen during the hours
that allure them. Things become a part
of a daily grind and the first chance
the young folks get, off they go. Don’t
ask me how it is to be remedied. Soma
suggest paying the young folks for
their work, but that is the wrong prin
ciple. A family ought to be a sort of
partnership, and every one feel the
same interest in the home. What’s there
will eventually belong to the juniors;
father and mother work for their board
and clothes, but as a rule the others
get a dividend right along. If there is
the slightest chance there should be
spending money for every one of the
firm and out of that should come the
extras.
My six years in Asia, that land teem
ing with people, showed me the neglect
ed opportunities over here. And two
years in Florida showed me the waste
that even now goes on there. The fuss
that,is made over the ponds being post
ed and hunters punished for breaking the
game laws shows that people have a
habit * of thinking there is something
mean in objecting to a free range for
Tom, Dick and Harry. Though Tom,
Dick and Harry pay no taxes on the
property, nor are they careful in their
use of the property. With wood at al
most prohibitive prices dust think of
the amount that is consumed at every
saw mill. That fire seems a sin to me.
I talked to some of the owners of one
near a certain city and in every in
stance was told that it cost more than
it was worth to sent it away. Some
thing is wrong somewhere when such is
the case. Those blocks bring a dollar
a load here, very small loads at that
price, and some of these days not a
splinter will be dumped in a Are at a
mill.
When I was a child, the whole face
of the earth, it seemed to me, around a
turpentine camp was covered with dross.
Now it is a very appreciable item in
the receipts. I was talking to a lady
who lived in Florida before the war and
tn speaking of south Florida she called
It “down in the range,” for cattle and
hogs roamed according to their own
sweet will. Think of the thousands that
died in the years that had drouths, and
the resentment when they had to confine
them. *
But to go back to the waste and the
possibilities of this country. Too many
small things have been despised. This
is especially true in the south. A cran
berry bog in the east is a small for
tune, and nobody expects to go there
and gather the berries, breaking the
bushes and wasting green fruit. The
owner sees to that. Yet in Florida there
are May-haws that make as delicious
jelly as one can wish; it far excels cran
berries for meats, and they are yours
for the picking, or you pay whoever has
enterprise enough to bring them to you.
It's the same way with berries. A few
men have tried to keep the berries in
their fields for their families, but its a
hard and a disagreeable task.
Now that there are so many canning
clubs the wild berries and small fruit
can all be handled to advantage.
I think I told you about two southern
women taking a crowd of Japanese
girls up the side of a mountain and
gathering mushrooms. The girls got
enough to test, by being careful with
them, all the winter, and the next day
a nice little bill was sent the school
by the owner of the “farm.”’ It was
paid willingly, for the pantry had value
received, cheaper because * <the girls
saved the pickers’ hire, .but those la
dies had their first lesson in the fact
that the woods and their treasures are
not free everywhere.
’Tis said that a French woman can
live well on what an American throws
away, and after I had seen the barrels
of bread, stale vegetables and even
pieat that came from the homes of the
very people who make the most fuss
about high prices I could well believe
tt. There are going to be panics, hard
times and all sorts of suffering until
women are taught to economize and
home economics is a branch of the
grammar school. As one girl ex
pressed it, “My mother had ten chil
dren, and let two of us marry without
knowing how to boil water, muefy less
make bread. We should,have served
our apprentice, and we would have ap
preciated her more, for we would have
felt the dignity of being her helpers.”
When every acre on the farm is made
to pay its own interest, and not left a
marsh for mosquitoes, or a barren
waste, there will not be the mad rush
tor the cities. Pure air, good water,
fresh vegetables and eggs go a long
way to compensate for the daily toil
and arduous labor some are afraid may
be their portion on the farm. Good
roads, rural delivery and telephones
have put the entire country in touch,
and I hope to see the day when city
and country will not have the feeling
for each other that now so often crops
out. As the interchange of visits be
tween the northern and southern peo
ple has taught both many valuable le*s-
sons as to the hospitality, honesty and
courtesy of the others, and new con
veniences and labor-saving devices are
going to let the urban and suburban
resident have time to see the better
side of the other by letting them get
acquainted.
It is not laziness nor selfishness to
demand the modern helps in the house
as well as on the farm. I heard a
woman of sixty say that she was
ashamed of her daughters; that she
raised every one to work, and as soon
as they got from under her thumb they
had to have water in their houses and
in their gardens, and oil stoves as well
as ranges. “Their husbands are able to
give them these things, are they not?”
I asked.
“Yes, indeed,” she quickly replied,
“and tried to put them on my place,
but I said two buckets and a good well
was what I had always used, and is
good enough for me yet. I haven’t a
lazy bone in my body.”
I tried to make her see that “toting”
water took time, and that her cows and
chickens drank too much for her to
spend precious time and strength draw
ing and taking it to them. But one
would just as well talk to the wind as
to try to change her habits now. She
looks over the broad expanse of trees,
lawns, gardens and houses that are
creeping so close to her and talks of
the time when she roamed those woods
and brought in a half-bushel of eggs
every day. She had to admit that there
was no market for the eggs nor the
chickens, but that does not reconcile
her to having to give up her guineas
and stake her cows. She almost fell
out of her chair, so great was her as
tonishment when I told her that just
the day before a friend had sold eight
Barred Rocks for a hundred dollars and
felt like he was giving them away.
He has so many chickens that cost him
more than that, and needed the room.
She has had to admit that my Black
I/angshans beat any “scrub” in her
possession.
I have not touched on one of the
most alluring things about a home out
of the city’s noise. It is the chance to
really know the birds, the bees and
butterflies. Wordsworth is the poet to
have at hand when a moment of leisure
comes. He is too little known, and I
would that I could put a cbpy in every
home. But I must not start on books
this time.
Faithfully yours,
LIZZIE O. THOMAS.
The eleven sons of Israel were light
hearted when they left Egypt that morn
ing. They had feasted royally at the
house of the prime minister; they had
been given credence when they returned
the money and had not had to suffer as
they had feared; but best of all, they
had had Simeon restored to them well
and sound, and even Benjamin had not
been injured in any way. With all pres
ent and with their coveted possessions,
they had all they desired, and were on
their way home to bring joy to the hearts
of their father and plenty to the mouths
of their little ones.
They had not gone far, however, when
from the cloud of dust behind them, they
distinguished the furious riding of Egyp
tian soldiers. They learned soon that
these were under the leadership of the
* steward of the prime minister who
who charged them with a most serious
crime. He accused them of having abused
the courtesy and generosity that had
been shown them, by stealing the cup of
the prime minister which he used in tell
ing the future and deciding the difficult
questions of state.
SURPRISE.
To say that they were surprised puts it
mildly. They protested their innocence
most vehemently, and considering all the.
circumstances their very boldness in de
claring their innocence as they did is one
of the best evidences of their innocence.
However, the Egyptian officer would not
accept this, and had all of them put un
der arrest and carried back to the home
of Joseph. That they had not gone far
when they were taken is seen by the
fact that Joseph was still in the house.
They were brought before him, and he
repeated the accusation against them ex
pressing his surprise that they did not
have power to see that he was able to
divine their thoughts and discover their
treachery.
They were still bold in their innocence,
and said that if the cup should be found
in any one’s sack, that one should be his
bond-servant for life. I think that I can
see the satisfaction on their faces as they
began with Reuben, the first born. The
inspector opened each man's sack in turn
without finding the cup. But I can also
see their expressions of satisfaction turn
to ones of intense surprise as Benjamin’s
sack is opened .^.nd the cup falls out.
There must have passed across their
JUST A SABBATH GREETING.
Dear Miss Thomas: After having done my
Sunday morning’s reading I took a walk down
to the garden. My John having gone to spend
a while with his neighbor I had my walk alone,
and then when one is a trifle lonely is just
the time to meditate.
I found the garden not worse than I expected,
but my first thoughts were: Oh, how I wish
it would rain. Just then I thought of what
the preacher said In his sermon yesterday. We
are never satisfied. That I suppose could be
applied to all. The people around here are
all getting blue, because it hasn’t rained in so
long, and In fact the outlook for farmers is a
gloomy one, if it doesn’t rain. Yet, I often
think what do we do for the Lord that e should
be so mindful of us?
We forget to thank him for the many bless
ings He has already bestowed upon us, then
why should He still heap them more and more?
If we present something nice to a dear friend
and they don’t thank us and show any appre
ciation whatever, would we be so good as to
give something better? I dare say no. Then
is it not selfish to expect so much when we
do so little for the cause of Christ? He knows
our needs and he is going to fill them bye any
bye. He wants to malce us know whose keep
ing us. He wants to make us feel our obliga
tion, and I’m thankful for that. It makes
me feel nearer to Him. I often think of how
the children of Israel mnst have suffered while
under bondage, and after they were delivered
from the hands of the Egyptians how glad they
must have been to get even the manna which
they found upon the ground.
But now the “poor old farmer’’ hardly thinks
he has anything to be thankful for unless his
crop yields so bountifully as to overfill his
“crib with corn, his barn with fodder and
wheat, and his cotton patch just must make
enough to pay all his expenses and have money
to loan..
Now dinner is completed and the dishes
washed I feel somewhat refreshed and as the
day Is an unusually warm one I’ve taken refuge
under the wide spreading oak which makes
such a grand old shade that it covers almost*
all of the back yard.
Was it not for Lucile who nad a secret to
tell us long ago? I missed several numbers of
the Household and if she ever told it I never
read it.
I believe she’s “keeping house’’ from the read
ing of her last letter. Lucile, doubtless you’ve
been housekeeping longer than I, as this is
Just my second year. I know enough about
chickens to know you should have, let them
wait an hour longer and saved the trouble of
cooking the second dinner. Yet where there
Is only one to do so many little things there
will be something to go wrong some times. But
we get through easier to let worrying alone.
There is much truth in the adage, “Life is
what we make it.” So just as long as I live
I’m going to borrow just as little trouble as
I can and by so doing I’ll not have much to
pay back.
All of you “old timers” grve us a surprise
by sending a letter. I’m not going to stay
away so long any more even though I haven’t
been invited to come again.
Mrs. Alexander. I’ve enjoyed your letters
immensely. Write us again. Fondly
ELIZABETH LAND RUDASILL,
Alpharetta, Ga.
ENGLISH RECIPES
Tomato Salad: Slice two large tomatoes
rather thin, mince finely two mild onions. Put
the tomatoes on a flat dish and put a spoon
ful of the minced onion on each slice. Have
ready a gill of freshly pickled shrimp, and two
hard-boiled eggs. Take the yolks out of the
eggs and the place with the shrimp, cut a tiny
bit off the end of each egg so that yon may
stand the egg on end, put the yolks In a bowl
and make them smooth with oil and vinegar
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Madeira Pudding: Half a pound of rough
puff paste (or pastry dough), a quarter of a
pound of flour, half a pound of jam, three eggs
and teaspoonful of vanilla extract. Roll out
the paste to half an inch thickness and lino a
pudding dish. Spread the Jam in the bottom
of the dish; beat the butter and sugar very
light, then add the yolks of the eggs and add
to the butter and sugar, next the flour, baking
powder and flavoring; last of all the eggs very
stiffly beaten. When thoroughly mixed spread
this over the jam, dredge with sugar and put
in a moderately hot oven for about forty-five
minutes. Serve hot or «cold.
SwIbs Apple: Peel, core and slice very thing
four apples. Put them in a sauce pan with
three tablespoonfuls of sugar, one ounce of but
ter, the thinly peeled rind of half a lemon and
a little cold water. Stew carefully till tender
and then run through a seive and let cool. Place
this in a glass dish and serve with whipped and
sweetened cream. Serve cold.
Fish Pudding: Mix one pound of salt fish,
picked very fine, and thoroughly cooked (unless
the canned sort is used) with a third o fa pint
of well cooked rice; add a pint of milk, a
heaping t&blespoonful of butter, and three well
beaten eggs. Bake in a quick oven until “set”
and well browned.
Koldolmar: One pound of finely chopped lean
beef, half a pint of boiled rice, one small
onion chopped fine, one egg well beaten and
salt to taste. Mix these well. Select medium
sized leaves from a head of cabbage, boil just
long enough to take the crispness out. Put a
portion of the mixture in each leaf and roll
firmly, and securely double the leaves at the
end. Wrap these with thread so as to keep
them in shape and place in a covered vessel,
over a slow fire, in about half an inch of
butter or cooking oil. This must be replenished
and the rolls turned occasionally. Stew slowly
for about two hours. This dish Is worth the
trouble. .
Tennis Buns: Twelve ounces self-rising flour,
a pinch of salt, three ounces sugar, three ounces
citron cut fine, three ounce currants, two eggs
and almost a pint of milk. Put the flour and
salt in a bowl; rub in the butter* add sugar,
citron and currants. Beat up the eggs, add
the milk and then mix all of the ingredients
together, put into small, well greased patty
pans or muffin rings and bake in a moderate
oven for twenty minutes. #
Egg Pudding: Allow the weight of five eggs
in flour, the same qantity of sugar and also
of butter. Cream the butter and add the sugar
and then the flour. Flavor with lemon and
almond. Beat the yolks and whites separately.
Add the yolks first, then beat all well to
gether and carefully stir in the whites. Butter
well as many cups as you require, half fill
them, set in the oven and bake for half an
hour. A cherry placed in the bottom of each
cup before the butter is turned in is an addl-
ELIZABETH WARING.
ONCE MORE RENEWS ALLEGIANCE.
Dear Miss Thomas: Often I think of the
Household and it seems a very dear friend, so
now I will write once agann to you. Have
just read “Miller Fountaine,” also ‘Mrs.
Roach” letters. In regard to reading I will
say we should read to understand, if we come
to a hard word, refer to a dictionary or a§k
some one the meaning. We are pupils for life,
and cannot know or learn too many useful
words. A ,,
Some one will say, “I have not time; my
father used to say, “we have time for any
thing we really want to do.” How do we spend
our time? Do we rise each day and say
“I will not do the wrong I did yesterday, can
I send a flower, make a neighbor a short call,
especially if sick, read at least one chapter
ine are Bible. ” Friends I try to do this reg
ularly, if I do fail at times.
I have the Brown and White Leghorn chick
ens, have been getting six to eight dozen
egg8 a week. I have a “Houdan” rooster, it
is black and white and is noted for its crest
of feathers black and white on the bead.
The children also have guinea fowls, they
“pot-a-rack” all the time. I have a good many
young chickens. In sweet potato time
I boil peelings and sometimes the pota
toes and feed the chickens.
I made a visit to that pretty little town
“Union City” last summer. It is quite a lovely
place.
I am still churning with the gasolene engine,
can start and stop It myself. I use a small
barrel churn, will advise any one who can
spare a little money to chnrn with the engine.
We are having such a lovely rain. I used
to hear grandmother say save a bottle of
**This week a dear friend died In Griffin, Ga.
Mrs. Mary E. Padgett, her lovely spirit took
its flight to our God who gave it and makes
me think of the words:
“We may break, wo may shatter the vase If
we will; ,
But the scent of the roses will cling round It
still.”
Hers was a beautiful life that she will con-
, tinue to live In good deeds. She was laid to
rest In Milner cemetery to await the resurrec-
I will try to write again before long. Let
all write and exchange ideas. Cordially,
LOIS THOMAS.
Milner, Ga.
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FAITH.
There is never a corner so dark, my God,
But Thy blessed light will find it,
There Is never n cloud so stormy and black
But Thy sunlight is shining* behind it.
There is never a night so starless and lone,
But that Thou art close at my side,
And Thou who hast brought the dead to life,
Thou can’st bring back the hope that died.
And not only cans’t, Thou do it, my God,
But If we who believe on Thy Son,
Will but ask it of Thee In His holy name,
I know that It will be done.
So let us be brave, in the strength of Thy love,
And be patient till Thou dost send it.
For no tie of earth can be torn so far.
That Thy power cannot mend it.
So let us he strong when sorrows come,
And in strength take up the task;
For the sick will be healed and the absent come
home
If we only have faith and ask.
— ...... . . -
minds the horror of the realization of
this awful fact and its consequences. Into
the heart of every one must have flashed
the thought of the effect which the news
would have on their aged father whose
heart was so wrapped up in the life of
the lad. They were speechless for the
moment but then there was nothing for
them to do but surrender.
Finally, one of them found his words.
It was none ether than Judah whose
blood afterward flowed in tne veins of
the Babe of Bethlehem. His action at
that time gained his father’s blessing.
After this he came into prominence as
a leader of the eleven.
He recounted to the prime minister
the whole situation; he told him how
hard it was for them to get the con
sent of their father for Benjamin to
come at all; how he had persistently re
fused, but for the sake of the little
ones he had yielded his own views in
the matter and permitted Benjamin to
go, but only after he, Judah, had became
personally responsible for him. Having
given his pledge he intended to keep
it to the best of hia ability. He not
only surrendered, but he entered into
that larger life of sacrificial service
which is the life that wins.
THE SACRIFICIAL SERVICE.
Those are very remarkable words of
Judah’s as he spoke of his father’s de
votion to the lad and of his surety for
him. His closing question which is the
climax of his story breaks the heart of
the prime minister. “How can T go
up except the lad be with me?”
The test had been a severe one which
Joseph had put to the brothers, but
each one of them stood the test. They
had had several opportunities for dis
honesty and to show meanness of char
acter, but God had been working in
their hearts and the kindness of their
unknown friend and brother had flared
into them the begt that was in them.
They had stood the tests which he had
put to them; they had shown the change
in their character since his experience
with them twenty-odd years ago.
So had Judah entered into that larger
life for others which requires surrender
on our part and an utter sacrifice of
self which was most perfectly exempli
fied in his lienal descandant—the Man of
Galilee.
I would that there might be burned
into each one of our hearts the re
sponsibility which God has placed upon
us for some lad, whose safety means
more to the heart of God than the safety
of Benjamin meant to Israel, and that
it might impress us so that we might
emulate the spirit of Judah on that oc
casion, a spirit of surrender and self-
sacrifice without which God cannot use
us to the fullest extent to bring these
lads to Him.
GREEKS NOT READY0
ACCEPT PEACE TERMS
European Powers Urge Bul
garia to Sign Terms Without
Other Allies
(By Associated Press.)
LONDON, May 29—A plan is under dis
cussion here for solving the deadlock in
regard to the signature of the peace
treaty between Turkey and the Balkan
states.
The European powers recommend those
states which are ready' to sign Sir Ed
ward Gray’s draft treaty without waiting
for their allies. It is pointed out that
Bulgaria cotild thus conclude terms with
Turkey and the powers could then devote
their attention to inducing the recalci
trant states to sign.
Sir Edward Gray, the British foreign
minister, received the peace delegation
separately today and urged them to sign
the draft treaty, but the Greek dele
gates replied that they must refe'r the
question t«o their government.
MACON, Ga,, May 29.—The Wesleyan
New Pastor at Commerce
McCord, for several years pastor of the
First Presbyterian church at Beattys-
ville, Ky., has assumed his position of
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THE EVENING STORY
HIS
DIPLOMAS ARE AWARDED
(Copyright, 1913, by W. Werner.)
WAY
AT WESLEYAN COLLEGE
'The last day! The last day!” These
three words formed themselves into a
refrain that throbbed in Mrs. Tyner's
brain like the roll of an endless chain.
The last day for their home—hers and
Ralph’s. That was their meaning, but
she had realized it slowly. The shock
of the unexpected knowledge had been
too great.
The morning’s work was finished
without thought, even to the giving of
extra little touches here and there*
Then, because there was nothing more
to do, she went and sat on the porch,
her hearing strained for Ralph's first
footfall.
“Something must be done!” she kept
telling herself. “If Ralph would only
come!”
If Ralph would only come! Suddenly
she caught her breath and a chill went
to her heart. Ralph, her husband, the
man without an ambition, he who from
the year’s beginning to its end earned
could come of his knowing?
not so much as a single dollar. What
What indeed! Mrs. Tyner knew that
her call for help was vain and for the
first time since her wedding day she
frankly faced the ugly situation. Her
marriage had been a bitter disappoint
ment, her husband a reproach and a
handicap. Farr%ing the land which had
been hers, his first business venture had
not been a failure. It was worse, a
disaster.
But even so she had refused to be dis
couraged. She sold the encumbered
‘Isn’t it beautiful, Nannie?”
land and invested in a mercantile busi
ness, happy in the hope that that would
appeal to him. And it seemed to. He
threw himself, .body and brain, into it,
but somehow there were all sorts of
unexpected inroads on the capital.
Everybody had something to sell and
the reasons why he should buy were so
plausible that he could not resist, and
presently there was on hand a big, un
salable stock. Leaks, at first a mere
nothing, changed to rivulets and then
to rivers, and one day the inevitable
red flag floated over the entrance.
It was then that the last remnant of
her wealth went to the purchase of a
small home. And still ,she did not re
proach him. The two failures seemed
punishment enough.
Mrs. Tyner's face flamed crimson at
the thought of it, but if his failings
were punishment he showed it in an
unusual way. Often he would unthink
ingly burst into snatches of song or
whistling, and his countenance stoutly
belied anything in the way of low
spirts.
“Ralph,” she said to him one day
when the mercantile venture was finally
settled, “the money is all gone. What
are you going to do now?”
He had been tilted back in his chair
gazing at nothing, but he dropped down
and sat without speaking. Affcer ^ a
while he had looked at her. “Why any
thing?” he asked.
“We’re so comfortable, Nannie,” he
went on, pleadingly. “Why hurry?
Let’s take a little time. There’s no
hurry. We’re young yet.”
Sheer inability kept her from reply
ing, a horrible suspicion that had some
times crossed her mind began to weave
a hideous fabric in her brain, the warp
and woof of which were her husband’s
indolence and lack of ambition. He
was a riddle easily read, and for days
and weeks she grieved over faded hopes
and watched him do nothing.
It had been early autumn when the
red flag gave its message to the pub-
lio; it was spring when Ralph, with
great cheerfulness, began to improve
their property. 'He mended fences and
buildings and dug the grounds from end
to end into grooves and trenches and
beds, singing, whistling, calling cheerily
to passersby, and apparently in high
spirits.
“We’ll have sotnethlng here, Nannie,
that will be worth while by and by,”
he would say, but it was not till the
bills for rare seeds and bulbs and
plants, to say nothing of pots and
shelves and drains all over the house,
came in that she was wholly convinced
of his utter recklessness and lack of
judgment.
There had been absolutely no way to
raise the amount except to mortgage,
and she had done it. Even then she
said nothing, but there was no need.
Her face and manner said it for her.
Ralph, if he saw, was not disturbed.
He continued his work in the garden,
cultivating, watering, ministering to his
plants as though they were ailing
babies.
From dawn till dark he slaved,
scarcely taking time to glance at Nan
nie. At first she had racked her brain
for ways to make money herself, and
had tried desperately to save some
thing for the mortgage, but after a !
while the specter of homeless old age i
dimmed. The necessity of providing ,
for the present obscured everything i
else. Only her management of the
poultry yard and butter and milk stood
between them and positive want.
And Ralph still played happily at j
gardening. With each season his space j
increased, till at last the vegetables and j
poultry were almost crowded cut. There !
were times when she wondered, with a
small ray of hope, whether It was really
all play, hut the hope was crushed when
he came to her one day and,asked her
to write and paste labels for him.
“Are you selling?” she said, and he
had briefly replied: “Exchanging. I
want other varieties.”
The gardening had gone on now for
three years. * She and Ralph seldom
spoke to each other, and every inch of
available space was given to plants.
Once, when the place was a mass of ;
color, ho had called to her to come and
see the effect. “Isn’t it beautiful, Nan
nie?” he said-, wistfully, and she, exas
perated beyond control, replied: “Yes,
lt-is.beautiful. The.pity;-of it 1^ that
When he saw her he qulokened hie pac®.
‘beauty’ and ‘eatables’ are not synonym
ous.”
For days afterward the look in hie
eyes haunted her. She told herself
heartbreakingly that he was just a
child; that she must make the best of
it and be reconciled; but day after day
her disgust and hatred grew fiercer and
fiercer.
Then a chance came that brought the
climax. New people began coming into
the village and vicinity, and values in
creased. A man from the city bought
the property adjoining theirs and also
their mortgage, planning to add their
place to his and enlarge for a country
residence. Only that morning had his
agent notified her of the fact, and that
the mortgage was due and must be
paid or they must give possession.
And Ralph was away. She supposed
he had gone to the village. He never
spoke of his errands, and she couldn’t
remember when she had asked a ques
tion. The clock was striking, but she
missed the couqt and got up to see.
It was 12, and 3he flew to the gate in
a frenzy. Ralph must rouse and assert
himself. He must, he should, save
their home and give her back respect
for him.
Then the hopelessness of it all came
over her, and she crept back to the
porch and sat down shivering. She felt
sick and faint. “The last day! The
last day!” began ringing again in her
brain, and she wandered about the
house, touching things and telling her
self she was seeing them in their
places for the last time.
Then, somehow, her eyes were drawn
to the clock, and she seemed to stop
breathing. Ralph had not come, and it
was 6.
Wild with Tear, she ran to the gate
again, the mortgage, everything, for
gotten. Ralph’s safety was her one
thought. He was not in sight, and
with the Impulse of going to find him
she stepped out, almost treading on a
little figure, a neighbor’s child, huddled
against the fence.
“My Tyner told me, and I played
an’d forgot,” he whimpered. "And
mother says should she punish me? Mr.
Tyner went—to—the—city.”
In that moment of relief Mrs. Tyner
felt herself reel. She clung to the gate
sobbing, and the child, frightened,
caught at her dress and wailed:
“I played and forgot,” he began again,
but she suddenly stooped and caught
his in her arms.
“Child! child!” she cried, “can you
understand? I’ll love you as long as 1
have life. Now run home. Tell your
mother what I said. I have to go now.
The train is coming and Ralph will be
hungry.”
Smiling, she watched him scamper off
and gazed long after he was out of
sight. The calamity that had threat
ened, and the clouds, so big, of her mar
ried life had passed. The future, with
Ralph, had no terrors. Young, strong,
and faced in a new direction she would
somewhere find something to do. Ralph,
just as he was, was all she wanted.
There was whistling suddenly among
the trees at the turn of the road, and
in a moment Ralph was in sight.
When he saw her ne quickened his pace
Closing Exercises Held Mon
day Night-Dr, Snyder De
livers Address
commencement closed last night with
the literary address of Dr. W. H. Sny
der, president of Wofford college. The
address was delivered in the main au
ditorium of the college In the presence
of one of the largest graduating classes
In the history of the old Institution.
Dr. J. W. Lee, pastor of the St. Luke
Methodist Episcopal church of St. Louis,
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Joel Chandler Harris and Henry W.
Grady as model of duty in religious as
well as social life.
Most of the students left for their
respective homes today, where they will
spend the next three months enjoying a
vacation. The work of the historic insti
tution this year has been successful
and pleasing to the board of trustees
that met recently for their annual meet
ing.
AMERICUS HEALTH BOARD
INVESTIGATES DAIRIES
AMERICUS, Ga, May 28.—Americus
marketmen and dairymen have just
been officially investigated by repre
sentatives of the state veterinary and
pure food departments, and the result
has created considerable comment local
ly. Drs. P. H. Bahnsen, S. E. Hutchins
and P. A. Methvln, with Chairman
Chambliss, of the Americus board of
health, inspected all butcher pens, meat
markets and dairies with the result that
thejre Is going to he an Immediate and
wonderful improvement In many of
these places, which failed to measure
to .requirements.
AMERICUS, Ga-, May 28.—The di
vorce mill has ground steadily In the
local courts for two days, with the re
suit that a dozen matrimonial knots
have been severed, three or four of
these being white couples. The divorce
proceedings have been the principal
business before court, as the civil dock
ets were cleared in two days, the light
est business in many years.
PHONOGRAPH RECORDS
FOR ANTI-CHURCH GOERS
ROSELLE, N. J., May 28.—For thd
benefit of those who cannot or will not
go to church the Rev. Clarence S. Wood,
pastor of St. Lukes Episcopal church,
has had a talking machine record made
of a church service Including choir
music and sermon.
Duplicates will be made from thla
record and the pastor will address him
self to the task of getting nonattendanta
to accept the duplicates as gifts.
School for Milkmen
PHILADELPHIA, May 27.—A school
for milkmen was inaugurated here yes
terday under the auspices of the depart
ment of health. Employes of milk deal
ers formed a class that was given In
structions in bacteriology In the ctly’s
laboratory. The course Includes dally
lectures and demonstration of the dan
ger of bacteria in milk.
and came on laughing.
“Nanno," he cried, and the old pet
name seemed to fall easily from his
lipe—"Nanno, I’ve brought you a pres
ent. It's the mortgage, due only to
day. I’m so glad you didn't have to
worry about It.’’
,"The—the—mortgage,’’ she stam
mered. "Ralph, how—" t
“Well, you see, Nanno," he laughed
sheepishly, “I Just couldn’t work to
your plans. I had to do things my own
way. It was the garden that did It,
but I couldn't tell you till I knew I’d
not failed again. And here’s a leasei
for the pasture ten acres. I’m going
to plant It, too. The business war
rants it.”
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