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5 1 JLCcnoucms> ^ ftr MISS UZZH O. THQMAc) “Sing hey, sing hey! the summer days are dying! Across the hills the first red leaves are flying! Oh, heart, dear heart, in leaf and fruit v.e 6ee Rich stores of love from God above, Dropped down from every tree! Sing hey! sing hey! let joyful songs arise! Heaven smiles today through glad Sep tember’s eyes.” Half of September has gone. The harvest months are here. The loaded boughs of summer fruits have been gathered and the first autumnal winds have almost bared the trees of their foliage. The grapes are beginning to be scarce and the acorns have begun to drop. The nuts • will soon be a prize for squirrels and children. The golden- rod is waving its flags from hill and dale, and purple and gold just now seems to be Nature's livery. The leaves have put on their first faint flush. Rus set and gold creeps among the grasses and the sumac has a heavy blush where just a short time ago green was pre dominant. Yesterday morning before the sun rose the* sky was an opal sea changing its waves to crimson and dull gray. There was a twang in the early morn ing air that suggested the frost king’s coming and a warning to all who like the sluggard craved yet a little more sleep, or a little more play. All nature seemed ready to greet the change of seasons. There seemed an air of expectancy and one seemed to realize more than ever that “the earth is the Lord’s” and its benefits to mankind a gracious gift from His hands. There also seemed something that took the mind back to the tender green of spring time, the promise of fruit and the ful fillment of anticipation. Later came summer with its heat and languor, the coojing breeze an'd the ripening sun shine. Starlit nights and dew drops vying with moonshine and dewless hours, all necessary and “all given to work * out the beneficent end that the farmer and professional alike looked for ward to. k. As the years pass one comes to the place T where retrospect means something. The true value of time is not often appreciated in the first, second or t even third decade. Chesterfield says, “Know the true value of time; snatch, seize, and enjoy every moment of it. No idleness, no laziness, no procrastination; never put off till tomorow what you can do to day,” and to truly enjoy the present one must feel sure that there have been no wilfully neglected duties, no pleasures taken at the expense of the future. In Atlanta alone there were 25,000 •children started to school this month. Think what an army of school children Georgia has and ask yourself if yours are going-, and if they are receiving from their hofne the inspiration and co operation they deserve. These boys and girls will so soon be the women and men of Georgia. Even as this year has slipped away, before you know it, the little fellow that today struggles with his pen or book will be out in the world in a fierce struggle with problems that affect the nation’s welfare. There in the country school house, on the farm or playing with his compan ions on the village ball ground may be the lawmakers of the future. Are you sure that only the boys of that army that started to school this month will be the lawmakers? I am not. It seems only a little while to some sinc£ Susan B. Anthony, Dr. Anna Shaw and even our own Mrs. Felton begun to stir the minds of their associates and readers. You see what has already been the re sult. The springtime of their year was well spent. They sowed in hope and as their summer passed they see some fruits ripen, some laws made in their favor and some are living in states that look far enough ahead to compel the child to go to school and prepare for a useful life. Tedious and tasteless have been some of f the hours that illiter ate men and women have thrust upon their offspring. Bitter have been the tears that many a woman has shed as she saw her own or another’s helpless ness to avert evil or to right a wrong, just because the lawgivers still class women with the insane, -the convict or the foreigner who has not been in our country five years. The bee and the butterfly are often used to typify the woman in business and her “sheltered” (?) sister. But is the simile always true? We see, also too x often, the butterfly with broken wings lying by the wayside. We see them the playthings of heedless chil dren and the victim of predatory crea tures. Isn’t it better to have a way to make a living and the knowledge and power of self-defense? Had there been compulsory education and child labor laws even for three years would the crimes that this year have brought Georgia in the limelight In no congratulatory way have been enact ed? Little girls who have gone to ruin, yea, to death, boys’to the gallows, would now probably be honored members of society and helpers in homes of purity. Ignorance and vice go hand in hand. Do •you not know boys that are bringing sorrow to many hearts that might be come honored citizens if the law would throttle greed in sordid homes and com pel some parents to send their children to school? The teacher of such children has my sympathy. Teaching is a tremendous re sponsibility, even when the home is in accord with the teacher’s ideals, but when the childreri are either sent to school to get rid of them, or allowed to go or stay as suits them, it is terri ble. Beside the army of children we must not forget the army of new teachers. Is there one in your midst? Take her by the hand and make her feel at home, help her to see the right way to man age the bo$* or girl that has been a problem or a stumbling block, and help her to lay the -foundation for a great work, not this year in your school, but in all the years to come. Faithfully yours, LIZZIE O. THOMAS. HOW ABOUT THIS? Dear Miss Thomas: Tonight I stand upon the threshold of a new year; I shall have my six tieth birthday tomorrow. These birthdays come as regular as taxes, and some of us pay the penalty about as cheerfully as we do our taxes. Up to my fortieth I was a very complacent chap, the world was all mine, but then things began to change—the jaunty air had little haze and the youngish step just the faintest snap In It. Still I browsed in pastures green and tried to fool myself into thinking myself a happy, fortunate man. Fifty came, and with it the realization that in having no “hostage to fortune,” I had no permanent interest. The bachelor uncle is made much of, nephews and nieces love him, but they love parents more. Absence is painful, but they are consoled by their parents and the bachelor uncle’s affairs do not have the vital meaning that the home ha&. At sixty the nephews and nieces have be come absorbed in their own affairs, some have given his name to the third generation, and there seems little to hold him. Is any one halting at the door of matri mony? That old, old door that one cannot enter alone. Is there one who hesitates be cause the responsibility appals him? Go forth, meet the future bravely and as the years pass you will be glad that you have something more tangible than fame, wealth or idleness to show for the passing years. A home you may have far less imposing than the one you might possess if you had given your years to a selfish heaping up of money, but the treasures in that home the knowledge of the love and faith in the hearts of its inmates counts for more than riches or fame. Sixty years young I then might write, but as it is—alas, alas! I suppose I am the only one brave enough to acknowledge my folly and re gret. GEORGE RUSH. THE SCHOOL GIRL’S MODESTY IN DRESS. Dear Miss Thomas: As the school days return I would like to mention a few facts of the school dress, which means very much to the “charming misses,” who are very much like the blooming roses in their beautiful colors. I am with you when you speak of the modest dress. It is to be feared that many young girls fail to recognize the beauty which often acompanies “plainness.” It may be said according to their dress, girls express their nature. A girl should not wish to appear in unnecessa ry extravagance for a modest dress becomes a true girl best, and modesty should be the school girl’s pride, her taste may be perfected along that line as well as in mental qualifications. Every girl should be refined and wear the styles that express a desire to be inconspicuous. It is indeed true that we would npt like to find ourselves dressed in a way except such as to suit the occasion and above all else, let us be neat in our dress. Modesty is by no means bashfulness, for bash fulness can never be desired and suitable appar el helps us as we enter into society to find one never dressed in the modest dress that pro claims us accustomed to our sta'tion. Let us as girls be true and dress to be admired only by the better class of people. The young men who are refined seldom really admire the loud, immodest girl. She may for a season be the center of a boisterous throng, but as the days glide by the modest, unassuming sister marries and she is still “hail fellow well met” with these left. There is no disparagement in remaining unmarried, if it is a mater of ehoice, but the loud girl is generally counting on matrimony before the end of her first season. Some of the readers of this page may wonder wliat all this has'to do with the beginning of ray letter. But it has this much: Just as we dress and act at school we will go through life. Habits in school days are silken threads, and every year they get doubled and twisted until they, become ropes in old age. Sincerely, I LELA RIVERS. Riverdale, Ga. ' AFTER TWO YEARS’ ABSENCE Dear Householders: Will you please let me in for a short chat this afternoon? I have mussed the dear Household so much this sum mer, as I have been away. I spent several weeks in the mountains of north Georgia and enjoyed my trip immensely. I hope all of you enjoyed Mr. Walter E. Warren’s letter as much m I did, it certainly was fine. I have met Mr. Warren’s sisters and enjoyed being with them so much. Also, I have met Euclea. She is a dear little woman and keeps house for her father and several brothers. Euclea’s mother is dead and I wanted to cry when she showed me her dear mother’s hicture, for I, too, lost mine three years ago. and I know what it is to give one up. My dear father died less than three months after my mother, and the death angel visited us again on the third day of May of this year and carried our oldest brother away. He was just blooming into manhood. We miss him so, but we know that everything is for the best. Still we can’t help but grieve for dear ones gone before. I keep house for three brothers, as my oldest sister teaches school. Well, I hope some of the good writers will continue to come, as I enjoy their letters on our page so much, and I don’t feel so sad and lonely when I read a good letter on our page. I must also not forget to tell you how much I enjoyed the past week. I spent it with one of our Household mem bers, Miss Myrtice Harris. She is such a sweet girl and I always enjoy my visits to her and she has such a dear, sweet mother. I guess I would better close for this time as I have been absent over two years. Hoping all the good writers will come often, I am, Sincerely, ELOISE. 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Once when she was quite a small girl Hester had visited her uncle’s home, and she had not had a very good time. She was glad to get away from the buzzing city to the freedom and brightness of foolish, airy old Westmore. Ever after West- “I guess I’d better take your passengers with me.” more had seemed a pretty good place. When she wrote that she would give her cousin a good time she meant every word of it. Of course, there was much to do before Grace’s arrival. Since her moth er’s death Hester had been her fath er’s housekeeper. She would give Grace a famous welcome. When at last the day came Hester put on her best hat and went to the station. At last Grace appeared. She carried an enormous suit case, an um brella and an aligator bag. “It’s the first time I ever rode on a train where there wasn’t a porter,' she panted after she had kisgfed Hes ter. She looked about the station for a cab, but no cab was visible. She dropped the big suit case, and Hester picked it up. She carried it all the way home. Grace talked with unconcern. Obviously, she did not care who carried her baggage, so long as she did not have to carry it. Hester lugged the suit case up to the big front room, which she had prepared for the guest, and Grace followed. She looked about her coolly and sat down upon the immaculate bed. ‘I was never so tired i n my life” Grace said. “That old train stopped at every station and the book I had wasn’t interesting. It was a terribly dull journey. Do you suppose you can open that suit case, Hester, dear? I don’t believe I ever can in this world.” Hester opened the suit case. She also helped unpack it. Her color came back at the sight of Grace’s pretty things. She enthused over the silver toilet arti cles which Grace took from the alliga tor bag and arranged upon the dresser. It came to her that they looked a little out of place associated with rag rugs and scrim curtains. T .She prepared a bath for Grace and then she went down stairs to get supper. She saw, how ever, that it would take more than fried chicken and whipped cream cake to sur prise Grace. After supper Hester’s father took Grace out to look at his garden while Hester did the work. Later they all sat on the porch and talked. It was a lovely night, all moonlight. “How still it is!” Grace said, and she yawned. “I should think you’d sleep all the time. Why, I have’t even seen a motor car go by.” "There goes one now,” exclaimed Hes ter eagerly, pointing to a vanishing tail light. Grace laughed a little bored laugh and yawned again. There was a picnic party planned for the next afternoon. Grace went. She ate sandwiches and deviled eggs with the other girls and yawned repeatedly. “Once, when I was abroad,” she said, “we stopped for r a day in a convent town. Westmore* reminds me of it. Plenty of girls, you know, but not a man in sight.” The girls gasped. They did not feel the need of a man’s presence to stimu late their* interest. “You’ll see lots of men at Kate’s party tomorrow night,” said Hester gayly. Such a party as Kate Steele’s was a great event to feminine young West- more. Hester had “done up” her best white dress for the occasion, but Grace came out in satin with a filet of gold across her fair hair. Hester was very proud of Grace and took her jubilantly to t.he party. Kate Steele was flat tered, by the city girl’s appearance. There was no jealousy or meanness in the Westmore girls. They rallied around Grace like court ladies around their queen, but they could not make her have a good time. She yawned at everything or else laughed. To her it was incomparably dull. • “I might just as well be home Sleep ing,” she whispered to Hester. “Let’s go.” “Oh, Grace!” Hester was shocked. “Mr. Dent has just come. Don’t you want to meet him? He was called out of town this afternoon and just got back in time to hurry over here for the last of the party. Kate’s so anx ious you should se him.” “Oh, bother!” Grace shrugged her shoulders. “I daresay he’s like all the other men I’ve met tonight and I’ve had enough of them.” So Hester followed her home, to Kate’s despair, without so much as a glimpse of Mr. Dent. The next day Grace lolled in the hammock with a novel. “I’ve yawned till it has become a habit,” she laughed. “Oh, Hester, how do you ever endure it here year in and year out? Is it any livelier in the winter?” “It’s not so lively,” Hester replied, soberly. “All the same, I wouldn’t take a Westmore winter for any other kind of winter in the world.” Grace looked far in the distance and said nothing, but the following morn ing she began to ask about trains and Hester caught her consllting a time ta ble. Hefcter was woefully tired, for Grace was a guest who must be waited on. It never occurred to her to per form any service for herself. She took everything as her rightful due. She ate Haster’s chicken and cake and pie as if they were the commonest fare. Nothing interested or surprised her. “I’ve done everything I could think of,” Hester thought, “and she hasn’t had a good time. There’s just one thing more.” She counted the contents of her purse. “At 4 o’clock we’re going automobil- ing,” she announced. “You mean motoring?” Grace smiled. “Oh, very well.” At 4 o’clock Hester in a fever of im patience, waited for the red lettered gray car of Westmore’s limited taxi service to appear. She was fluttering with excitement, for she knew she was doing daring and expensive thing. The car arrived with a sad faced young man at the wheel. It waited ten minutes for Grace to don her veil. She came languidly, climbed in, dusted the worn cushions with her handkerchief and sat down. “Take us as far as you can for $2,” Hester said, boldly. The car started. It whirled round a corner, ae up wto or three srteets, scared a half dozen horses, astonished a few piazza keeping ladeis, and tok to the open country. Hester clapped her hands, “isn’t it splendid!” she cried. “If the old ark doesn’t break down with us I shall be joyful,” Grace gasp ed. And right then and there it happened. The car stopped as if it had died. The chauffeur muttered things. He got out. He opened the tool box and went under the car. Moments went by. Another car was whirring and tooting round the turn—a very spick and span buff car, with ,a brown, good looking young man alone in it. He swung up alongside the derelict. “Hello, what’s the trouble here?” he called. ‘ ! What you doing downy there, George?” “The blamed things balked,” mum bled the chauffeur with his mouth full of dust. The young man got out and took a look himself. “It has balked all right, if we had a rope I’d t<ftr it in for you, George,” he said. “I guess I’d better take your passengers with me. You can get another car and the rope and come back after this one. It’s out of the main track, so teams pass it. And no body will steal it.” He came back to the girls. * “My name is Dent,” he said. “Will you allow me to transfer you from your car to mfine?” They got irito his car. The chauffeur got in also. And he took them back to town. “We’re* everlastingly obliged to you,” Grace sfcJd, as they alighted at their own door. She had grown suddenly ani mated. “When that old car stopped I was in desi'air. I knew all the time it was going stop. Hired cars always One day 3he found herself on the hack seat alone. do. You came very opportunely.” Mr. Dent looked,,beyond her to Hester, who was eyeing his .handsome car wist fully. His nice eyes became still nicer. “I hope,” he saifl, “that you and your cousin will give me the pleasure of taking you again. It’s rather lonely running about the country alone, and my business makes me do a good deal of it. Tomorrow afternoon I’ve got to go to South Westmore, and if you’d like to go ” “Lovely!” cried Grace. She was awake at last. "Hester,” she said, excitedly, as they entered the house. “I know all about him. Father’s well acquainted with his uncle. His uncle 1 is a timber baron; he owns tracts everywhere and Walter manages a good deal of the busi ness. I’ve always wanted to meet him, but he’s no society man. To think that it should happen here in this pokey old town! Isn’t it romantic? Something will come of it, I’m sure.” Something did come of it, but not in the way Grace expected. She stayed dn and on; she went for innumerable rides in he tbuff car until one day she found herself on the back seat alone. Hester was in front with Mr. Dent. Then Gace went home. But afterwards she recovered so far as to return and act as Hester’s maid of honor. Pay Waits Teachers, Not Teachers the Phy DALTON, Ga., Sept. 18.—Money wait ing for the county school teachers in stead of the teachers waiting for their money is the unique and unheard of condition which prevails here. County School Superintendent Sapp has the month’s pay for the teachers before the month’s work is completed. Whitfield teachers have not been forced to wait for their money this year, as has been the case in a big ma jority of Georgia counties; for the ooard of education has been borrowing money to pay them. This is the first time on record, however, where the money was available before the month’s work was completed. THICK, GLOSS! llR FREE FR1 DANDRUFF Girls! Try it! Your hair gets soft, fluffy and luxuriant at once. If you care for heavy hair, that glistens with beauty and is radiant with life; has an incomparable softness and is fluffy and lustrous, try Danderine. 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FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1913. “Out of sight, out of mind” is an old adage with too much of truth in it. After God had spoken the law to the people they feared and stood afar off, but Moses drew nigh into the thick darkness where God was. Then he spoke to him the covenant, contained in the 20th, 21st, 22d and 23d chapters of Ex odus. God then called Moses and Aaron, and seventy of the elders to come up to the Lord; but Moses alone was al lowed to draw near. Then Moses came down and recited the law and the covenant to the people, and they accepted it, answering, “All the words which the Lord hath said will we do.” Then Moses wrote them in a was in the name of God; it was charac terized by self-effacement; it claimed God’s promises; it was for his glory. It prevailed. Compare your prayer with it as a standard. It may be fruitful. When Moses had prevailed with God, and not till then, he turned and went down with the tables of the law in his hand. Joshua could not understand the noise that he heard below; it was not the shout of victory nor yet the cry of defeat. It was the dirge song of the heathen orgy, with which Joshua was not familiar. As they descended from the mount and apeared before the people, Moses’ anger waxed hot (it was anger like God’s) hfc threw down the tables and broke them, to' show the people what they had done; he took the calf, broke it in pieces, ground it to powder, strewed it upon the water, and made the people dring of it. All of tnislkwas to snow his qsw- tempt for the powerlessness of the God they had made. Only then did he have time to speak to Aaron about his folly and sin. Aaron’s answere was pusillanimous! So is any- ones, who does honestly accept his full responsibility for his act, but tries to shift it or any part of it on any one else. Then Moses gave a call to arms! As a result of it 3.U0U souls were slain that day. The number is rather significant; 3,000 slain when the new order is in stituted, 3,000 converted when the new order of the spirits rule is instituted in after years. Moses dissapeared again; this time to intercede for his people. What a wonder prayer that was, when he asked, that God blot him out if necessary to save Israel. Oh that we had more of that spirit of that leader which was the spirit of Christ! Then would we draw near to the thick darkness where God is; then would we spend more time with him learning his plans; then would we be angry and sin not when we behold the perfidy of the people; then would wa give ourselves more to intercession; then would we pray and prevail. book and next morning made an altar and offered a sacrifice on it, sprinkling part of the blood of the victim on the altar and with the other half he sprin kled the people, thus sealing the cove nant with blood. He took the book and read it. in the hearing of the people, giving them again full knowledge of the contract into which they were entering, and again they accepted it saying, “All that the Lord hath said will we do, and be obedient.” Then the covenant was seal ed by the sprinkling of the blood. Then the elders and the priests went up into the mountain and saw the God qf Israel, and there was under his feet as it were a paved work of a sapphire stone, and as it wore the body of heaven in its clearness. And upon the nobles he laid not His hand; also they saw God, and did eat and drink. MOSES DISAPPEARS. Then God called Moses to come up nearer that he might give him the law that he might teach it. So Moses with Joshua, his minister, went up into the mount, instructing Aaron and Hur and the elders to remain -where they were until he returned. Then a cloud cov ered the mount. For six days there was a sight that was calculated to inspire awe. The fnountain was covered with, a cloud. It seemed to the eyes of the children of Israel that the top of the mountain was burning up, being devour ed by fire. On the seventh day God called again to Moses out of the midst of the cloud, and Moses went up into the midst of the cloud and was in the mount forty days and forty nights? If you will read carefully the 25th, 31st chapters of Exodus you will find there the substance of what God told Moses during those days. He gave him directions as to how this people whom he had chosen and delivered should worship Him, all of which was the first step in his effort to show them and through them the whole world the plan that he had made before the foundation of the world, by means of which he would reconcile them unto Him self and deliver them from a bondage compared to which their Egyptian bond age was the merest trifle, rfe gave him the pattern of. the ark, the mercy seat where he would meet them, the furniture for the tabernacle itself, its material and design, its size and construction. He gave him directions for the garments of the priests and how all was to be sanctified for this holy use. He selected and en dured with the spirit the men who were to do the carpentry and engraving. He emphasized again the necessity of the Sabbath as a sign of the covenant be tween them; and finally "wrote with His own fingers on the tables of stone He pre pared, the ten words of the law. MOSES APPEARS. A week passed,'two weeks, three weeks, four weeks, but no sign of Moses was to be had by the Israelites. It was not un natural for them to suppose that he had overstepped the bounds set by the maj esty of God and that he had been con sumed by the devouring fire which seem ed to envelop the mount. Becoming res tive, they appealed to Aaron. Of course, he could give them no further informa tion. Aaron seemed to be in a way a victim of circumstances. He had been raised in Egypt and had been there all his life until now. He had not had the benefit of the years of the desert and with God. He was accustomed to the idolatry of Egypt and did not appreciate fully as yet the necessity for the spirit ual worship of Jehovah. Accordingly when the restive people ordered him to make them gods to go before them, he seems not to have resisted as he should. He therefore took their jewelry, which they brought, melted it and moulded it into a calf, which was a common ob ject of worship in Egypt to represent vis ibly to the people the God who had so wonderfully delivered them. That he meant it to be merely a representation of Jehovah is shown by his proclaiming a feast to Jehovah when he had completed his calf. He had them worship Jehovah in the way he had seen the Egyptians w.orship their sacred cows, and led them into those heathen orgies associated with their religious life, and which are un mentionable. In so doing he and the peo ple broke the first, second, third, fourth seventh and ninth commandments. This was too much for God. It had been but forty days since he had given them a manifestation of himself and had spoken to them face to face. They had accepted the terms of the covenant and it had been sealed by sacrificial blood; and yet so soon have they for gotten it all; infinite patience had been outraged. Notice how God repudiates them. He said to Moses, “Go. get you down, for thy people which thou broughtest out etc.” Notice the pronouns. But “Moses besought the Lord his God, and said, Lord, why doth thy wrath wax hot against thy people which thou brought- ost out etc.” Note the pronouns here. Moses does not repudiate them, but re fuses to recognize that they are other than God’s people still. That was a Remarkable situation; Je hovah the great God repudiating his people, and proposing to take Moses as the head of a new and chosen race; Moses, even though silent as yet. so ob structing him that God said to him, “Now let me alone.”,Finally Moses inter ceding for them so powerfully that God stays his hand and forgives them! Study that prayer of his carefully; it is a model for intercession. I can only suggest now its salient points. It Club Wbman Gets 50 Volumes From Which To Prepare a Paper % HEBRON, Ind., Sept. 18.—Mrs. A. R. McAlpino wrote to Congressman J. B. 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One year ago I found myself a terrible sufferer. I had pains in both sides and such a soreness 1 could scarcely staighten up at times. My back ached, I had no appetite and was so nervous I could not sleep, then I would be so tired mornings that I could scarcely get around. It seemed almost im possible to move or do a bit of work and I thought I never would be any better until I submitted to an opera tion. I commenced taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and soon felt like a new woman. I had no pains, slept well, had good appe tite and was fat and could do almost all my own work for a family of four. I shall always feel that X owe my good health to your medicine.” —Mrs. Haywabd Sowers, Cary, Me. Charlotte, N. C—“ I was in bad health for two years, with pains in both sides and was very nervous. If I even lifted a chair it would cause a hemorrhage. I had a growth which the doctor said was a tumor and I never would get well unless I had an operation. 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