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THE PAULDING NEW ERA.
VOLUME XI.
DALLAS, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, MARCH 10, 1893.
NUMBER 15.
SALMON S
Hn G CrfoLEftA SPECIFIC!
CIRCULARS
» PRICES.
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De ALERS IN
Groceries, Hardware, Staple Notions, and
Fancy Goods.
WE BUY FOR CASH
WE SELL IFOR CASH,
WE BUY CHEAP WE SELL CHEAP.
They are Good Goods, They are Cheap
Goods.
|They were bought at Headquarters. You are cordially} invited to
come and see for yourself, and know that we have the |cheapest
line of goods ever olTcrcd in Dallas. .<
But they won't tumble to the Racket unless the cash is paid on the spot
Sin don't forget your Pocket Book. Vor no on. no gat orodifc her.
e are after the Hard Cash. If you have got |it we will give you
Lots of goods for it.
Pure Liquors
for Medicinal Purposoc.
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Dyspepsia,Bladder,
Kidney or Urinary
troubles immediately
> relieved and cured by its use. It is a
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A TWO-DOLLAB BILL.
nr II Kt.KS FORIIE8T QRAVER.
O NLY two dollars!” sai l Hetty
Hawkin, looking doubtfully at
the ragged and crumpled piece
of currency in her hand.
“Well, that's enough, isn’t it?”
shortly retorted Selina, her young
cr sister. “Five dollars was all the
eggs and poultry fetched, ai.d I’ve
got to h ive three for the new waut
to my red paramatta gound. Mis’
ilawley’ll make it for a peck o’
dried peaches r.nd a stone cr jck o’
June butter,”
“Yes," exultantly crackled Josy.
the smallest and Bauoiest of n'1,
‘‘you’ll buy it, an’ Ilanner Haw*
ley'll make it, and between you
both you'll makeatry for Matthew
Billings and the old Billings’ home
stead! But I guess you'll find it
no go!"
“Josephine, hold your tongue,"
said Miss Hawkins, severely, “and
wash them dishes) Somebody’s
cracked the blue vegetable platter!
Mind you’re careful now!”
Josey giggled, winked at gravo
Hetty, and clinked the dishes to.
gather with ominous vehemence.
“I wish I was growod up,” grum
bled she.
“Sb-sh ah!” said Selina, tartly.
“Mat Billings ain't so very
young,” went on Josy, “nor he ain’t
so very handsome, but he's got a
nice farm, and money at interest,
and there’s more’n one girl ir. New
Cardamon would jump at the
chance of him' I say, Selina, can
me an' Hetty come an’ live witli
you when you move into the Bil
lings farmhous.?"
Selina gave her audacious young
sisler a glance which might have
blighted a hill of growing corn,and
stalked in a state'y manner from
the room.
Hetty still stood g zing at the
crumpled bilk
Josey flirted the dishwater from
her wet, red fingers and pirouetted
across the room to peep over Het
ty’s shoulo ■'%
“Mean thing!" said she. “Is that
all she’s allowed you for your dress?
And out of your own earnings,too.”'
“There’s some real cheap cash
meres at Popham’s,” said Hetty,
meekly, “at fifty cents a yard.
Eight yards will do very well. I
had sort o’ laid out for a Henery-
etta, but I guess the cashmere’ll
ha re to do."
“It’s a shame 1 ” cried Josey—
“yes, a shame! Selina takes the
best of everything and the most of
everything, and you always go to
the wall, She talks as if you were
a hundred years old, and, after all,
you’re only three years older’n she
is. I’ll tell you what,Hetty,” with
a sudden hug of the slim calico-
cla 1 form, “if ycu’ll wait till I'm
sixteen—and that’s only a year—
I’ll marry old Mat Billings myself,
and make the nicest kind of ahoine
for you. I’m tired of seeing vou
put upon like this—yes, I am!”
Hetty strove not to smile.
“Josey.” said she, “little girls
oughtn’t to talk about getting’ mar
ried. ’Tain’t proper.”
Josey w nt back to her work
with a pout.
“Old girls hadn’t ought to, nei.
tlier,” said she, un !er her breath.
“Poor Hetty! it must be awful to
be an old maid! Oh, Hetty, I say'
can’t I go to New Cardamom with
you? 1 want a slate pencil and a
yard of pin : ribbon and four bone
wttons.”
“No, child,” dej tedly nttere l
He tj, s«h« went oat to tl» mud-
i *} W old 1‘Selinais go
ing with me today.”
“Selina, Selina—always Selinal”
muttered Josey, returning in a dig
contented fashion to her work, and
banging the door so loud that the
gray eat on the hearth staited from
her dreams.
The three Hawkins sisters lived
alene on the old farm. Hetty
kept heuso, Selina taught district
school, and Josey swept the kitch
en, drove the turkeys home, and
rsad crumpled novels in tho garret
window, and year by year the house
grew- older, the farm stonier and
more rocky, and two spinsters
gaunter ond more melancholy-
looking.
Selina, however, still hoisted tho
signal of youth In the shape of
cherryvolvet bows upon her hat;
but Hetty had long since relapsed
into sober black.
“I don’t suppose the good Lord
meant us, any of us, ever to give
quite up,” said Hetty to herself,
but sometimes it does seem ns
if there wasn't much left tc^ look
for'ard to but being sold out for
taxes, and arter that, rheumatism
and the poorhouse!”
In front of Popham’s red-brick
store there was a goodly array of
plaid shawls, flapping in the wind,
piles of all-wool goods, and tempt
ing ribbons and laces in the win
dow.
Miss Selina got out and went in
“You’d better hold tho horse till
[ come hack, Hetty,” said shn,“ and
then you can take your turn!"
Hetty sat still and looked around.
To her the village street was equal
to tho Champs Elysees in Paris or
Broadway in New York at its full
tide of.gaiety.
She held the knock-kneed eld
horse tight lest he should shy at
the fluttering shawls; she winked
to keep the occasional snowflakes
out of hsr eyes,and shivered slight
ly in the wind.
Just then a little boy came down
the street carrying a gay china
jardiniere with a still artificial
chrysanthemum growing out of it.
“Why Billy Powis, is that you?”
said Miss Hetty. “I didn’t scarce
ly know you at first.”
The child laughed.
“Yes, it’s me, Mis* Hawkins,”
said he. “I’ve got a place in
Richardses store.”
“Well, I’m glad o’ that,” said
Hetty. “It’s a great help to your
mother, 1 calculate,”
Billy laughed again, and nodded;
but at that same moment he caught
the too of his ragged shoe iu a pro
jecting Wrick of tho primitive
pavement, stumbled and fell, scat
tering the china ornament in a
score of glittering splinters.
He broke into a howl of dismay.
“I'll lose my place if I don’t pay
for’t,” wailed he, “an’ I ain't got
a cent saved up! Oh, dear—oh,
dear! what shall I do- I’ll lose my
place! I cracked a cheeny bowl
this mornin’ an’ they won’t have
no patience with me!”
Hetty leaned eagcily forward,
the wind fluttering her scanty
cape, the tip of her nose empurpled
with the cold.
“How much is it. Billy?” asked
she.
‘Two-o-o dollars!” Billy ’ament-
ed himself. “Oh. dear—oh, dear!
I’ll lose my place!"
Tears streamed down his half
■frozen cheeks as he stood shiver
ing on the pavement; he trembled
all over.
diew out the crumpled two-dollar
bill.
“Here, Billy,” she whispered,
‘‘take tkis. And, mind you, don’t
toil nobody.”
“Ma’am!”
The convulsive sobs ceased: Bil.
ly stood staring at Hetty lIawkin M
as if she had Ween an angel from
heaven, and holding the bill in one
hand with a desperate grasp.
“Not eron Selina—nor Jo’,e-
phine,” added Hetty. “But it
Would he such an awful pity for
you to lose your place.” Invol
untunly she chirped to tho o!d
horse to escape Billy’s tumult of
incoherent thanks; but at that
identical moment Miss Selina came
hurrying out.
“Hetty,” said she, “there’s a
lovely remnant of red paramatta
in there, for only five dollars. If
you’ll lend mo your money, just
for a week, I can secure the bar
gain now. Quick! Mis’ Deacon
Blusedgc is lookin at it this min
ute. The cheapest tiling you over
saw in your life.”
“I—I can’t’” she muttered.
“Hetty/”
“No, 1 can't!’, faltered the peor
woman, in an agony of confusion
and embarrassment.
“Where’s your moitaJW” stonily
demanded Selini
“I—don’t—know,’, almost in-
audibly.
“You hain't—lost it? Yes, 1
swan to gracious you have!” al.
most screamed Selina.
Hetty drooped her brow, and
said nothing; but the torrent of
Selina’s unbridled wrath broke a'l
the lame on her devoted head.
“There goes the bargain!” be
wailed Selina; “and all through
your mi.s'ablc caiolessnesi. I
should think you’d bo ashamed of
yourself. Drive on, Hetty. Don’t
you see yoa’re in the way of every
body here?”
Once again Hetty clicked her
tongue to the old horse, nnd shoos
the reins, but so awkwurd was tho
nervous action that her off wheel
became locked in those of another
wagon, and, as a necessary illustra
tion of the survival of the fittest,
Miss Hetty’s equipage settled
slowly down to one side, and came
to a standstill.
“My,” she gasped, “the wheel’s
come off!”
“Yes,” said a deep voice, “the
wheel's come off, Miss Hetty. An’
I guess ’twan’t a very safe axle at
beHt. It wobbled pretty bad when
ye drove up, I noticed. I guess
you an’ Miss S’liny ’d bettor git
into my wagon an’ let roe drive ye
home. Old Robin, he can be tied
behind, an’ we’ll leave tho wheel
at the blacksmith’s shop,”
Miss Selina was all smiles.
“So much obliged to you, Mr.
Billings,” said she,
“Hetty,” in an undertone, “why
don’t you speak? Why don’t ye
Bn,y somethin'?”
She did not go hack to her shop
ping. Red paramatta and olive
cashmere might take its chances
now.
The mag'.c wheel of opportunity
was revolving now, and had
brought up Matthew Billings on its
top round.
“I guess you better set behind,
miss Selina, an’ I’ll take Hetty up
on the front seat with me, 1 ' said
Matthew, reflectively. “She’s some
glimmer 'n you be.”
I Selin i frowned a little, hut sho
Hillings is goin’ to marry me, I
don’t want lie : liould be ashamed
of my folks,”
And then, as Billings returnrd,
she crie I, gushingly;
“Oh, it’s nice to hare a man n-
round when anything happen d
Mo an’ Hetty wouldn’t 'a kuowed
hardly what to do, would wc, Het
ty’”
Still Hetty sat silent. In her
secret heart had arisen an awful
certainty that Matthew Billings’s
wagon had been cloee by a’l the
time, that he had witnessed the
little episodo of tho ehina jardini
ere nnd the two dollar hill.
“If he should speak of it lieforo
Selina,” sho thought, in a sort of
agony, “what would Selina say?"
Uncommunicative though she
was,het sister supplied all deficien
cies on that score, keeping up a
constant current of talk and gig-
ling until they reached the door of
the old Hawkins house.
“Won’t you come in, Mr, Bil-
ings?” simpered Selina.
“Why, yes, I dunno but what I
will,” said Matthew.
Josey flew'to light the fire in the
beat room.
"Don't make no stranger o' mo,’’
said Mr. Billings. “I was calc’l i-
tin’ to make this ere call uforu, b it
somehow things have sort o’ hurri
ed me np today.”
Josey gesticulated to Hetty be
hind Selina's back. She danced a
mute fandango close to the wall.
“I’m a-thinkin’ o’ changin’ my
conditions,” sal l Matthew, slowly
and distinctly.
“Dear me!” murmured Solina,
turning her lie id modestly away.
“And gottin’ married,” added
the farmer.
“So natural," whispered Selina.
“I—-I guess I’d better go an’ put
the toukottle on,” faltered Hetty,
iu some confusion.
“Go!’echoed Billings “You go!
What for? Why, you’re the very
one I want to marry!”
“Me?”
But in a second Matthew Bil
lings had his sturdy arm around
liar waist.
“And," said ho, “if I hadn’t seen
that kind deed o’ your’n to that
poor litiln boy in the street this
afternoon, I wouldn't, maybe, have
plucked up courage to speak.”
“Eh!" gasped Selina.
“I always fanciod you was a kind
creetur,” added Billings, “and now
I’m sartin of it. And if you’ll be
my wife, Hetty, I’ll Jo my level
best to make you happy,”
“Are you sure you don’t mean
Selina?” twitered Hetty, unable to
believe her good fortune.
Matthew smiled.
“Yes, pretty sure,” said he.
And again Josey danced the wild,
gleeful fandango in the shadow of
the big screen.
Matthow Billings went home,
say ing to himself that his promised
bride was an angel. Little Billy
Powis returned to his mother, and
to!d her that Miss Hetty Hawkins
certainly was an angel. Josey was
delighted beyond measure, and the
dissatisfied member of the commu
nity was Miss Selina.
“The idee,” said she, “of that
old fool preferring Hetty to me!”—
Saturday Night.
13-CLclclen.’e Arnica Ss£*w«.
Hetty Hawkins looked this- wuy'sould scarcely disregard his plain
and that; she cast an apprehoasive' directions.
at the store door, lest, per- “■Do talk, Hetty,” she skepv -
ckiracr, Velina's eberrry wlvet bow et), as Matthew went bm.k to look
should appear, then she pnl. her to the unlucky wheel. Don’t set j iScentx per box. Tnnnlt hj TTsenellj
band guiltily into her pocket, and^there like a stun’ image! If Matj* L^onxUy UraMMs,
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