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THE ATLANTA SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GA., FRIDAY, MAY 30, 1913. •TT-J' 5 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 Success depends largely upon Good Health ,he *>« The tension you must necessarily place upon your nerves, and the sacrifice of proper exercise you have to make at times must be balanced in some way. usc De Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery - is the balancing power—a vitalizing power. It acts on the stomach and organs of digestion and nutrition, thus purifying the blood and giving strength to the nerves, . indirectly aiding the liver to perform its very important work. Dr. Pierce s Golden Medical Discovery has been successful for a generation as a tonic and body builder. Sold by medicine dealers in liquid or tablet form- trial box of “Tablets’* mailed on receipt of 60 one- cent stamps. If in failing health write Dr. R. V. Pierce’s I faculty *t Invalids’ Hotel, Buftalo^New^arli. and then stir into it a gill of cream and sweaten or not, as you fancy. Pour this Qver the eggs just as It goes to the table. 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. DR. PIERCE'S GREAT FAMILY DOCTOR BOOK, The People’, Common oense Medical Adviser —newly revised up-to- date edition—of 1008 *>**«»» answer * Hosts °* delicate questions which every woman, single or married,ought to know. Sent FREE in cloth binding to any address on receipt of 31 one-cent stamps, to cover cost of wrapping and mailing only. 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 supply at the Presbyterian church at this place. WOMAN GOULD NOT WALK She Was So 111—Restored to Health by Lydia E. Pink- ham’s Vegetable Compound. Pent-water, Mich. — “A year ago I was very weak and the doctor said I had a serious displace ment. 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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, Mo., delivered the commencement ser mon Sunday morning. During his dis course Rev. Lee pictured the life of 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. 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