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NORTH GEO - TIMES 4
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IN’ THE BANKS.
BY BX.LBX L. CEASDL1B.
His death-blow struck him, there in the
ranks—
There in the ranks, with his face to the
foe:
Did his dying lips utter ourses or thanks?
No one will know.
Still be marched on, he with the rest—
Still he marched on, with his face to the
foe,
To the day’s bitter business sternly addrest t
Dead—did they know?
Wien toe day was over, the fierce fight
done,
His cheeks were red with tho sunset’s glow,
And ‘ they crowned him there with their
laurels won:
Dead—did he know ?
Laurels or roses, ail one to him now—
What to a dead man is glory or glow ?—
Bose wreaths for love, or a crown on his
brow:
Dead—does he know ?
And yet yon will see him march on with the¬
reat—
No man of them all makes a goodlier
show—
In the thick of the tnmnlt jostled and prcBt :
Dead—would you know ?
A STRAIGHT DIAGNOSIS.
by ELEANOR KxxuL
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‘•The doctor says it is malaria.’”
How did you get malaria ?
“Oh Aunt Mary just os if one could
toll anything about malaria 1 It is like
thewind. It oometh from no one knows
whe ? and bloweth where it listeth;”
and the invalid turned her pretty flushed
face on the pillow with a movement of
nnmistakable irritation.
“Blanche, dear, have the kindness to
look at me a minute,” said Miss Mary
Harrington, firmly but kindly. “We
don’t want to make any mistakes to start
with. Ton know I am very blunt, and
you know that I have opinions—”
“And I know there is nobody in all
the world like you when one is ill,” the
young lady interrupted; “and that is
why I begged and prayed mamma to
send for you.”
“That is very pleasant and eneourug
ing as far as it goes,” s»i4th& lady, “but
Jean remain, Blanche, as your nurse,
only on the oondition that tou obey me.
I am ready to unpack and stay, or put
on my hat and go.”
Mias Harrington’s gray eyes were ten
der and smiling, and her whole face was
aglow with active benevolence; but the
broad brow and the firm mouth had also
much to say of careful study and strength
of charaoter.
“Why, auntie, I should give up en
tirely if you disappointed me now,” the
invalid replied, with quivering lips. “I
have just lived on the thought of vour
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coming.”
“Well, will you obey me ?”
“Yes, auntie, and I hope you’ll re
member that obedience fa not my strong
point.”
“But I have your promise, apd that
Will do,” said the nurse, cheerfully; “and
now well poo,”
“Nineteen years old,” Miss Herring
ton said to herself, “and confined to her
bed eight weeks with malaria? Bosh!
A bad tongue, feverfah, more emaciated
than 1 had expected to find her, pain in
her side, intermitting pulse, consent
oppression of the chest, backache, acute
headaches, cold extremities, mahiia? and no ap
petita And this is Bosh
• . I t I wonder . what * . the i. doctor j did
agam
before the word‘malaria oame into usa
Imustaskthis physician his reason for
calling this a malarial attack.”
Miss Harrington was as good as her
word doubts and quite forcing^ mto the opinmus background and her
started on her tour of mv^hgation with
an appearimee of implicit faith m the
ability of the medical man to answer her
questions.
“te there anythingthe matter with
thep umbmg? the lady mquired.
your brother has not taken, the dolt doctor
answered.
“Do vou know of other cases of ma
laria in this locality ?”
“Oh yes* malaria is by no means a
rare “But produot in this neighborhood.”
it is very high and dry, and con
stantly swept by sea-breezes.”
“Yes; very high and dry.”
“And very gay?” Aunt Mary sng
gested, demurely.
t£; “Yes- exceutionallv P comical cav tinkle ”
was a in the
gentleman’s eye that told of a quick ap- ^
preeiation oi his companion’s remark.
“And late hours, and thin shoes, and
low necks, and salads, and souffles some
times induce malaria, I suppose?”
“Without doubt.”
“WeU, why don’t you say so, then?”
Aunt Maryhadkept her claws shealhed
t“A just about as long as was possible.
physician cannot safely meddle
with the private hie of hia patients ex
eept is wtwwe was,” was |ie aorttf-
SPRING PLACE. GEORGIA, . 1885 .
flea response. “II I were to take the
broad platform which you reoommend,”
the gentleman added, “I should not
only not do the least bit of good, but I
shouldn’t have a patient left. My repu¬
tation would be simply that of an old
bnsybody and an old fool. But, madam,
this is an exoellent field for you, and I
am sure we can work together with the
utmost harmony.”
“Perhaps you are right.” said Miss
Harrington, thoughtfully, “but I don’t
exactly see it. Of course, if your pa,
lients are all idiots, that settles it.”
“You would scarcely call your niece
an idiot,” said the doctor, “and she is as
fair a representative of the class as I
oould name.”
After a few davs of Aunt Mary’s
effident nursing, her patient felt ab!e to
sit up, and her maid was directed to get
together the necessary articles of ward
robe. Among the first things presented
were a pair of bl*ck silk stockings and a
P r S ‘
What . are these ? Miss ,, „ Harrington .
aS vV.
• m Why, * they are „ the newest , style , , of
dippers, auntie,” said her niece.
‘ -Paper soles, and three-inch heels
nrpered down to a cherry pit in the mid
die of the foot. I presume you wear
these all the time you are in the house ?”
“Wuv ’ of mn vs a Vinter unnHcx •>
,. In Ul e dead of 'as well as in
tbe ' dog _ daya ?>
The youcg , ady , anghed merril t
j ,,£2ST companion’s old fosvism
Jut seehow prettv thev
s
° W many COrns have yon >
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U 01J , y ... 1 ? .
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1 sead for . chiropodist ..
oue8 \ a once m
a while, and then Im all right for ever
ong ;
“A girl of nineteen with her feet in a
chiropodist’s hands!” said auntie, with a
wry face.
“That isn’t anything. Why, almost
all the
tbe slightest doubt of it,” the
^dy interrupted. “You have nothing
else, I suppose, to put on your feet but
the fc thingsr t
‘ No, auntib, and I wouldn i wear any
others if I had.
“I have now accounted few your back
aehes, Blanche,” said Miss Harrington,
,and we proceed to eliminate the
8 P' naI column from the charge of
malaria; it is perfectly innocent. ”
^ nd now tke nurse examined the
otber articles laid _ out for use. There
wasn’t an inch of flannel to be seen;
n °thing bat the finest and most elabor
a ^y heruffled and embroidered linen,
“And you do not own a flannel petti
coat ®* ancka ’’’
>
“What in the world do I want of flan
uels ? You kuow 1 almost always go out
in the carriage > and there ar6 lots of
war “ robes ;
“It is about as I supposed,” Miss
H a n;i“Kt oa remarked, sadly. “Your
br f k down 13 du l to P^feetly plain and
natural causes. There is nothing in the
' ea3t “ ysterioua about U ’ You havede '
for f ed vour feet ’ weakened y° ur 8 P me >
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aad con f e(1 " ent ‘ y yonr ^ hole n ™ 3
8y8tem ’ by the shoes yoU have wo “’ By
8 Set ™° f 1X “ y “ a baVe red “f *
yo ”:. Vltal f ° r ° e to Sa0h “ f J
reactlo pr08t “ “ tl0n was 81111 ^possible a ^ omplete without 6688811011 further of
~ Here are your corsefe
How much do ^ they measure, ..Jth please?”
.. Nineteen aUQtie e young °
. f , 7 was almos . . ready , toory . now_»and ,,
lbey a wbole lncb larger lhan most
gl 8 0 “ y Slze weai ,
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haye j flesh> and I shali
have to ^ for Bhrinkage h . Tweuty .
f0Uf iuch(ja ^ ag & Blanche ,
Tuink of itA twenty-four-inch waist
squeezed into nineteen-inch corsets!
nowoJear theheart and lungs ?.
oh of ffialaria . Yonr
J £ Pulse, the catting pain in yonr
uneven and inadequate
aspiration, can be traced directly to
«ght lacing. Now I have this to say,
m y child. I shall not permit yon to
wear one of these articles as long as you
» r e under my care. If you will accept
a pai* my quilted slippers, and allow
me to wrapyouin blankets till youhave
some clothes suitable for a convalescent
to wear, ell right. If not, you must find
80me one elae to lake Care of y ou ’
** « tb “ 100 P re6i0118 lbr 7
‘™ ay ’ Tbl8 may 8 ? 8m V .f 7
f laocbe : but T I really think t it woud be
{ar ^ for yoa 10 dle “ OW 10 J 6
f nrsed back to the old shameful condi
tlo “- Ther618 notb : Dg More yon but
.
a Me ° f r ahd r lf you declde 10 g0
on as you aave begun. ,
“But how can I wear horrid old shoes
and ° ld 8OTafcoh y flanne,8 ‘, aod bave a
waist like a washer-woman’s? the girl
^ oa bav ^
goloshes and leggings yet, but perhaps!
yon’d like to have me wear those ?”
“Shall I get the blankets and my
inquired. quilted slippers, Blanche?” Aunt Mary]
“Yes; bring the gun-boats and the!
flannels,” her companion replied. “Ana
if you can find a few hen’s feathers tol
stick in my hair, the resemblance to al
Sioux squaw will b« still more striking.’I iesi
After this Miss Blanche had some
sons in physiology and hygiene, topic! auJ
very interesting and profitable thl
they proved to be. She learned enoug!
reasons of things, and had sense llarper\
to accept and utilize them. —
Bazar. 9
How Steel Fens aro Hade.
sheets First This the steel * is rolled BtripB into bf |
. ont Mo abo al
three inches wide. These strips I
annealed; that is, they are heated to
red hot heat and permitted to cool very
gradually, so that the brittleness is all
removed and the steel is soft enough to
be easily worked. Then the strips are
• 1Ied lo the thloknoss
agam ™ -
°f’ f “ tbe averag6
6teel pen 18 not thl0ker tUeu a sheet of
111111 lelter paper ’ Noxt - the b!ank
pen 18 cu 1 onl of tho flat 8trl P- 0n
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this the name of the maker or of the
brand “ 8tamped ’ Next - the pen *»
molded in a form which combines
gracefulness with strength. The round
ing enable81116 P en 16 bold the requisite
ink and to distribute it more gradually
than could be done with a flat blade,
The little hole which is cut at the end
of the slit serves to regulate the elas
ticity, and also facilitates the running
oE the ink. Then comes the process of
bardening and tempering. The steel
Cheated to a oherry-red and then
plunged suddenly into some oool Bub
stanoe. This at once changes the qual
ity of the metal from thnt of a soft, lead
like substance to a brittle, spingy one.
Then the temper of the steel must be
for without this process it would
be too brittle. The drawing consists
0 f heating the pen nntil it reaches a
certain color. The first color that
appeals is a straw dolori This changes
rapidly to a blue. The elasticity of tbe
metal varies with the oolor, and is fast
enedat any point by instant plunging
into cold water. The processes of slit
ting, polishing, pointing and finishing
the pens are operations requiring dex
terity, but by long practice the work
men and workwomen become very ex
p 6r t. There have been few changes of
j a te years, and the process of manu
facture fa much the same that it was
twenty years ago, and the prices dre
rather uniform, ranging from seventy
five cents to $4 a gross, according to
the quality of the finish.
Exhibitors of the Elephant
Standing near the desk of the Fifth
Avenue Hotel a day or two since, I saw
a neatly dressed, gentlemanly man step
up to the clerk and say: “I want to
see the town and am a strangers topping
here with you.” The clerk without a
reply, turned and whistled for a bell
boy. “Call M--,” said the olerk.
In a moment a large, good-looking man,
as well dressed as any gentleman on the
street, appeared. The clerk introduced
him to the person who wanted to see
the sights of a great city. “Whatever
this man does is all right,” said the olerk
to him. “He is our man, and he knows
the ropes.” The two stepped aside,
talked in a subdued ’tone a moment,
and then parted to meet again later.
The next morning I saw the two men
in the barroom drinking seltzer water.
They both looked [as though they had
made a night of iX All the great
hotels keep jgood-looking, well-informed
men to show a stranger around. It is a
costly business to the visitor, but any
one coming to New York is willing to
be robbed, especially if he is bent on
seeing the elephant .—Phildelphia
News.
The Presidential Vote.
The Tribune Almanac for 1885, pre¬
pared by Edward McPherson, gives the
popular vote of the last Presidential
election as follows:
Cleveland.... ..... 4,874,98G
Blaine....... ..... 4,851,981
Butler....... ..... 175,870
St. John..... ...... 150,800
Total_____________ ......10,052,708
Cleveland’s plurality, ..... 23,005
Lost It.— The discoverer of the richest
of the Leodville silver mines sold hfa
claim at once for $40,000, and during
the following year the two purchasers
made $1,000,000 each from it. Mean¬
while the discoverer squandered his
$40,000 in prospecting, and the other
day, a homeless tramp, applied for a
night’s lodging at the Leadville station
house,
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subjeokof iangwidge. I now want to
spoke to you indiwidually. Ou eeberal
different ocoaalrans I has heard you wind
up an obaervashun wid cum dig soils.
Has you got any diggia’ to do?” .
“N—no, sah.”
“Ain’t gwine to dig a oellar or a well ?”
>“No, sah.”
“Do you know anybody named
Solis?”
“I reokon not, sah.”
/‘Den why did you call on Solis to
tkm an dig ?”
“I danno.”
“Um 1 On odder oooasions, Brudder
Watkins, I has heard you speak of aqua
pura. Has you muoh of a winter’s
stock on hand?”
“I—I—no, sah.”
“Pat’s too bad 1 I war’ gwine to buy
a ton or so of you. All out, eh? Now,
Brudder Watkins, what did you mean
oue day las’week when you told Givea
lam Jones dat you felt en dishabille t”
, “I doan’ remember, sah.”
\ “Poan’ eh 1 Doan’ happen to ho\
iny en dishabille in your pocket to
$>ght, do yon?”
“No, Bah.”
“Pat’e sad—worry sad f At de oyster
i’ty de odder ebenin’ you told da wid
Oabics th dat you nebber went out
hifehte wtdottt your rtmitta aimUtowcu
ranter wld you. How many times does
it shoot, Brudder Watkins ?”
“I—I dunno, sah.”
“Which pocket do you oar’y it in ?”
“None of ’em.”
“Brudder Watkins, look me in de left
aye I De man who has looked in at de
back doah of a college am not speshu
ally oalled upon to give de faek away.
An’, too, de English Iangwidge am so
plain an’ easy dat anybody kin make
hfaself understood widout breakin’ his
back. When de President of a Repub¬
lic like dfa sends fo’th an annual message
in sieh simple English dat sknle boys
kin swaller ebeiy word, dar hain’t much
call fur de likes of us to stand on de
hind platform of a street kyar an’ call
ont: 'Ad interim amicus humani gen¬
eris ante bellum commeje fus!’ We
know it widout his giviu’ hfaself away.
“Take yer seat, Brudder Watkins, an’
let me hope dat you will henoefo’th use
de Iangwidge of the kentry in impartin’
de infnrmashun dat you went to bed
wid cold feet an’ got up wid a back¬
ache. If you war’ publfahin’ a cheap
artemoon paper, for eiroulashun among
people who had spent years at cohege,
it might do to frow Greek and Latin
into your editorials, but in yer present
eondishun you kin git trusted fur bacon
in de English Iangwidge, an’ pay when
de bill am made out in de same.”
At an Execution.
Tlie late Capt. Isaiah Bynders, of New
Fork, as U. S. Marshal under Buchanan,
executed Hicks, the pirate. One who
witnessed the affair says: When the
Marshal was about to adjust the rope
under the neck of Hicks; who had been
found guilty by a jury of his peers of
piracy on the high seas, the orowd
around the island kept shouting,
“Down in front; sit down there so I oan
see,” And shortly some one shouted.
‘ Three cheers for Marshal Bynders,’’
whioh were given with a will, and then
came the shont for “a speech, a speech,
a speech,” whioh seemed for a moment
to rather abash even Isaiah Bynders.
He hesitated a moment, then whispered
in the ear of the pirate, who answered
and seemed to hesitate, until finally
Bynders dropped the rope, which he
was just about to tie in a big knot
under the left ear of the convict, and,
stepping to the front, raised his shiny
hat gracefully, waved his cane to com¬
mand silence, and in a very genteel
and graceful manner said, “Pardon me,
tellow citizens, pardon me; the gentle¬
man declines to address his fellow
citizens to-day,” and returning finished
the rope, and quiok as lightning
touched the spring, and down dropped
the pirate, A dead man, and the Mar¬
shal, waving a graceful farewell to hfa
constituents, disappeared.
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DEATH-DEALING DISH-CLOTHS.
i Tidy Bon-ebeerer niafnaled at Wbal
Sbe Found la the Kitchen.
A tidy housekeeper, writing in a
western magazine, expresses the follow¬
ing very plain views on a homely but
important subject she says:
“I had some neighbors once, clever,
good sort of folks. One fail four o)
them were sick at oue time with typhoid
fever. The doctor ordered the vinegar
barrels whitewashed and threw about
forty cento’ worth of carbolic acid into
the swili-pail and departed. I went into
the kitchen to make gruel. I needed a
dish-cloth and looked around and found
several, and such ‘rags 1’ I burned them
all and called the daughter ot the house
to get me a dish-cloth. She looked
around on the tables.
it t Why,’ she said, ‘there was about a
dozen here this morning,’ and she
looked in the wood-box and on the man
tle-pieoe and felt in the dark comer oi
the cupboard,
<1 C Well,’ I said, ‘I saw some old black
rotten rags lying around and I burned
them, for there is death in such dish¬
cloths as these, and you must never use
them again.’
“I ‘took turns’ at nursing that family
four weeks, and I believe those dirty
dishcloths were the cause of all that
hard work. Therefore, I say to every
housekeeper, Keep your dishcloths
olean. You may wear your dresses
without ironing, your sun-bonnets with¬
out elastios, but you must keep your
dishcloths olean. You may only comb
your hair on Sundays, you may noi
wear a collar unless you go from home,
but you must wash your dishcloth. You
may only sweep the floor ‘when the sign
goto right;’ the windows don’t need
washing, you oan look out at the door ;
that hurt spider web on the front porol^don’t
anything; but, as you love your
lives, wash out your dishcloth. Let tho
foxtail get ripe in the garden (the seed
fa a foot deep, anyway); let the holes in
the heels of your husband’s footrags go
undamed j let the sage go ungathered ;
let the children’s shoes go two Sundays
without blacking; let two hens sit four
weeks on one wooden egg; but do wash
yonr dishcloths. Eat without a table¬
cloth ; wash your faces and let them dry;
do without a curtain for your windows
and oake for your tea, but, for heaven’s
sake, keep yonr dishcloths olean.”
How a Prize Ham was Cored.
J. R. Woods, of Albemarle county.
Yo., who received the first premium fo
a Virginia ham at the State agricultural
fair, describes his proeesB of curing as
follows: “I out out my hogs when the
animal heat is out, and to 1,000 pounds
I apply about one bushel and a peek of
salt. I put on the flesh side of my hams
between a tea and a tablespoonful of
saltpetre, before applying salt; if large,
I take them up and resalt where needed,
doing this sooner or later, depending on
the weather, whether mild or cold. I
hang up my hams in four or five weeks,
before which I apply as much fine
ground black pepper as oan be made to
adhere to the flesh; do not use any
sugar or molasses. Light should be ex¬
cluded from the house, especially during
the fly season. Smoking should be done
in damp weather, and a part of the time
the wood should bum in a blaze to dry
the meat somewhat, being particular in
not having the fire too warm. If the
meat in the fly season is given out after
dark and before light in the morning,
the pepper will be ample protection
against the fly; but if the house Is
opened during the day, it may be neces¬
sary to use paper bags. No oue oan
bave first-class hams without having the
right sort of hogs. The common black
hog famishes exoelient hams, but the
Berkshire, or Berkshire crossed with the
blook hog. makes as good as I ever saw.’’
A “Boy’s” Grace at Table.
The following incident is vouched for
by parties well acquainted with the
“boy,” now a young professor in one ot
our large cities. He was the son or
a clergyman, and though only five years
old, bright and clear beyond his years.
It was at a dinner given by his mother
tor a few intimate friends. Master
W- was allowed his usual place at
table, but becoming unruly, was, by
way of punishment, transferred to a side
table, whither nurse had removed his
little plate, knife and fork by mamma’s
order.
No sooner waa the little fellow seated
in his high chair again than, bowing
his head and olasping his hands on hir.
Boiled bib, he lisped, with apparent
reverence and great gravity, “Oh, Lord,
I thank Thee that Thon hast prepared
a table for me in the presence of mine
enemies.” It was with difficulty that
the "grown-ups” kept their smiles from
becoming audible. —Harper's Magazine,
VOL. V. New Series. No. 6.
LITTLE BABY JIM
V-iVam A COOLNESS TO SPRINS OP
BETWEEN MAN AND WIFE.
Tile Story of a Little Fonndllne’* Close Coll
From a Uood Home.
Baby Jim, of tho Foundlings’ Homfs
had a very narrow escape last week,
says the Chicago Inter-Ocean. He is
red headed and freckled, but ho ia lusty
enough for a farm hand. When he was
about eight months old a lady who had
no children took him to bring up. There
were pretlier babies than Jim, but some¬
how she took a fancy to him. In spite
of his fiery hair there was something ir
his face that made him handsome, In¬
telligence was in his eyes and people
who looked at his head said he would be
heard from in the world. He was heard
from very frequently, and that is what
came very near changing the whole
course of his life.
The husband of the lady who took
Jim did not like him. Jim’s voice was
not musical and his red hair did not
match the furniture in the handsome
home to whbh he had been taken. The
wife’s attentions to him may have made
the husband jealous, too. Something
was the matter with Jim all ihe time,
and the man of the house got tired of
him, though his wife enjoyed it all.
Whatever Jim did was fun to her. She
rigged him up in new clothes and fash¬
ioned many pretty garments for him
herself.
For a time the husband, who had sub¬
mitted at first in silence, said little, but
after a while it became evident that
trouble was brewing in the family. The
man was ill-natured, and baby Jim’s il¬
luminated countenance and uproarious
voice aggravated him. There were soma
harsh words between husband and wife,
some tears and reproaches, followed by
a day of reflection on the part of the
wife. Toward evening she made up her
mind. Taking Jim in her arms she sum¬
moned her carriage and drove rapidly to
the home, where, with many tears and
caresses, she left him, telling the reason
and saying that eha would send his beau¬
tiful little wardrobe in the morning.
That night when she was picking up
the little garments and toys and packing
them carelessly in a small trunk which
she had labeled Jim, her husband, who
had finished his cigar, inquired:
“Where’s Jim?”
“He’s gorie,” she said.
“Where?”
“I took him baok to the Foundlings’
Home, and I’m packing his things
now.”
She didn't look up. In fact, her head
was bent lower than seemed necessary.
The husband looked thoughtful, turned
around on his heel, whistled a little and
walked into the library. He began to
feel that he had won a great viotory over
a baby and a woman, bat he could not
extract any comfort from the reflection.
The house seemed qniet, and he half
wished he could hear Jim yell and his
wife laugh. Jim was not so inuoh a
nuisance after all. It might be handy
to have him in the family.
The next morning at breakfast he told
his wife that he had no idea that she
would send Jim back to the home. He
may have expressed a wish that she
would, and even commanded it, but he
didn’t always mean what he said when
he was annoyed by business cares. If
she set so muoh store by Jim, she had
better go and get him. He thought he
could stand it. It is very hard for a man
to own up.
That breakfast was never finished.
The horses were at the door as quiok as
they could be harnessed, and as the
wife left the house she exclaimed:
“Oh, what if he should be gone 1
Drive as fast as you can.”
“No danger,” said the husband, listen¬
ing to the reoeeding wheels, “He’ll be
there.”
And so he was. He was in line with
the others, taking his gxnel and yelling,
of course. The lady explained her
errand, seized him to her breaBt and
made him cry still louder. Then she
drove home with him, hngging him
olose all the way, and that day when the
hunk was unpacked she sang so loud
that even Jim’s war-whoop, occasionally
raised in defiance, oould not be heard,
It was a olose call for Baby Jim.
A Hoosiok Falls lady who is promi¬
nent in the revival work in the Methodist
Episcopal Church reoently knelt in the
aisle near some boye who were laughing
at the earnestness of the Christians,
and prayed: “O Lord, these boys
think they are awfully smart, bat we
beseech Thee, good Lord, to make their
hearts as soft as their heads.”
A SosPEisa—A New Orleans paper
makes this surprising statement: Noth
iug surprises a man more than iwinp.
killed when bo expects to kill ^aio
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