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About North Georgia times. (Spring Place, Ga.) 1879-1891 | View Entire Issue (June 14, 1888)
NORTH GEORGIA TIMES. VoL VIII. New Series. Home. A cloudy sky fills all the west, -*»-i And all tho east is dark and cold; A stranger, tarrying for his rest, A shepherd gathers in his fold. t To faith all doubting doors unlock; To faith there is no foreign flock; The cloud, the cold, the darkling dome Is framed of sunbeams arching home. Rolls yawning black a sullen sea, With savage teeth that glisten white; The wolves of water srap, but be, The faithful, knows His vain they bite For him alt winds to havens blow, And all around him and below The howling waves, the billows’ foam Are the still waters flowing home. Though dark the sky and barred the fold, And the wreck lieth fathoms deep, He flndeth comfort in the cold, And life in the eternal sleep. And all things toil to bring him good, And rest is in his tumult rude; And all things whisper to him, “Come, Abide with me, for I am home.” BAB’S BONNET. “Bab, I haven’t $10 in tho world, and the butcher’s bill came in yesterday. Cheer up, littlo girl, and never urind tho new bonnet. Jack Snelling must 1 be no end of a cad if he minds what kind of n frame your dear little face looks out of.” Tho big brother of Bab Nixpn ended his words with a gentle touch upon a round shoulder turned pplujently away from him, and after waiting a moment for a word or a smile from its owner in vain, his face clouded slightly and ho passed quickly cut of tho breakfast room. As the sound of his steps died away one dismally wot blue eye appeared furtively above a scrap of linen cambric crumpled into a limp wad of two baby¬ ish, dimpled hands, then the other eye camo out, until finally the whole dishevelled head was held defiantly erect. The general storminess of tho domes¬ tic atmosphere seemed to have crept ivon into Bab’s saucy yellow bangs, which puffed and crisped in unexpected kinks about the pretty low brow and white temples as tho silky fuzz about a baby’s head is wont to disport itself. A breeze came in just then through tho opon window, thrown up to let in the prematuro balminess of the sunny March morning, and blew somo of tho loose locks intrusively about her blue eyes. Up flow the dimpled hand to push them aside ns a very cross young voice cried, “I don’t carol I—do—not—carol’’ with emphasis. “If I cannot have a new bonnet I won't go to church with Jack and his sister, whom I never saw. I think Ernest is perfectly mean, so there 1 As if I wasn’t of as much importance as tho nasty, bloody meat that ho eats, bah I Butcher’s bill, indeed! Jack al¬ ways notices, too, and he’ll be sure to 'see how perfectly mangy my old blue feathers aro getting, and his sister is sure to havo something straight from Parisl If I couli only make two rib Ibons and a bit of jet look as ravishing as Kate Arbucklo decs my bonnets wouldn’t cost so much, but I can’t, and I d n't carol I should think Ernest 'might let me get trusted for just this once, as long as ho is going to get mo a bonnet in a littlo while, anyway. I mean to ask him this very morning, and it won’t do any harm to stop on the way to tho office and see what Mme. Vau ricr has that will suit mo. Then I cud toll Ernest how much it will cost.” Foolish littlo Barbara flew about the dainty nest which the dear older brother had sheltered her in through all their orphaned years; giving an approving nod at her trim tailor-made gown of brown as she passed the long mirror on her way out to interview Mine. Vaurier about tho much-desired bonnet “Just the thing for you. It camo last night. Lizctte, bring the odd, blue affair, for Mile. Nixon.” Truly, was it not “just the thing?” And oh, how blue her eyes and how sunny hor hair shone under the exquisitely pretty structure, which Madame nestled with assured touches upon her head. Sho really never know how tho matter came about. Perhaps Madame talked too volubly to hear her objections, or mark her hesitation. “It made no difference at all,” she assured Barbara, “whether the bonnet was paid for now or in two months.” She could not sell it to any one else without being dissatisfied, hav¬ ing seen it above Mademoiselle’s golden hair.” The bill would ‘ ‘bo in the box to be paid when her brother pie ased,” and so little Barbara went out sure that her bonnet was above criticism, but not quite so suro that hero management of the matter would bear as satisfactory in¬ spection when she told Ernest. Ae sho ran down Madame Vaurier’s broad stpno steps, a hat was lifted by some ono who stood by an open cqupc in front. It was Jack Snelling, who shot a glance of np- SPRING PLACE. GEORGIA THURSDAY. JUNE 14, 1888. proval after her from his dark eyes, as he passed up the steps with his sister. “Now, to tell Ernest,” thought Bab, as she laid aside her wraps and prepared to greet her brother’s return with a din¬ ner of his especial viands, that should make him as wax in her hands, Tho dinner hour came and Barbara, fresh as a rose in her soft wool gown, was ready to “'fess up’’ and bo for¬ given. But when after waiting a long thirty minutes beyond tho time a mes¬ senger came intend with a hurried note: “Off for Philadelphia; send my traps after me; care Wales Brothers, 1,244 Chestnut street. Will write”—her heart sank. Now, what was to be done? Clearly there was nothing except to write and toll him all about it. Bathe next day Ernest’s bag was packed and forwarded, and a penitent letter went by tho first mail to Philadelphia. Day after went dny by and no letter came in reply. No word from Ernest of any kind; as though to emphasize his displeasure. Aunt Valerie, who was always ready in emergency, came to stay with her, and then the great storm shut down all communication from other cities, and poor, miserable little Bab was left to imagine all possible and im¬ possible calamities as having befallen her brother. Borne delay in sending home the bonnet had been requested by Barbara, who was a little uncertain as to what Ernest’s rigid sense of justice would prompt him to do, and then tho storm further delayed tho delivery of tho tell-tale box. But finally it came, and Bab locked herself into her room to open it with a “dreadfully gone feeling,” as sho after¬ ward described it. Sho took off tho soft layers of white paper, out of which fell the bill. She lifted it mechanical¬ ly. “Fifteen dollars” were tho figures she had seen on tho box when Madame took it out, and Ernest had said he had not “ten.” “Oh, what a wicked, sel¬ fish va- Oh, my goo—oodness 1 ’ she ended with a gasp. Yes, there it was, in good round figures—$251 To one imported straw bonnet, $15.00 To one bird on same.......... 10.00 $25.00 Received payment. 251 25! 201 20! 25! 251 25! They danced crazily beforo her eyes as sho sank in a dazed littlo heap on the floor. What would Ernest say? She was but 17, and it never occurred to her unbusi¬ nesslike ideas that Madame Yaurier was taking advantage of her, and that sho could send tho bonnet back. Aunt Va¬ lerie had money, but Ernest had forbid¬ den her ever to borrow a penny of Aunt Valerie oa pain of his doepcst disap¬ proval. Ho was so proud and honest, and she,’“nasty littlo selfish thing,"had dnred to call him “mean." “He was worth a hundred Jack Snellings, so there 1’ That very evening Jack callod with his sister, who was very kind and cor¬ dial in her gentle, reserved way, and tho invitations for Easter day wero re¬ newed with somo well-bred insistence, upon lcarniug that her brother was ab¬ sent and Aunt Valerie was to join them. But there was good “stuff'’ in Bab’s sturdy little body after all, and even while her eyes took ia the quiet olo ganco of Miss Mildred Snelling’s attire she was coming to a Spartan’s resolution. She would go, but sho would not wear an un paid for bonnet. Somehow she felt bet¬ ter after that, and whon a telegram ar¬ rived before Sunday, saying that Ernest would return the next Monday, she was quite ready with a smiling welcome to greet tho unexpected announcement of —Mr. Snelling. Something Jack had to say kept him in such a ferment that ho would not wait, so he had called to “put it to tho test and win or lose." But somehow matters did not progress just as Jack had anticipated. For, when he had told her in his most manly way how dear sho was, and. all that he wanted her to promise, Bab simply buried her bluo eyes in two dimpled hands and sobbed; “You wouldn’tl Oh, you wouldn’t, if you knew what, what a ho-orrid little wretch I ami” And thon, the ice once broken for the revelation, sho told Jack all the miser¬ able tale. When she got through she waited—not a word came from Jack. “O my, ho was too disgusted with her to speak 1” She “knew he would be,” and began to sob afresh. This was too much, and Jack drew away the hot hands and wet hand¬ kerchief to shew her his own eyes, dancing with suppressed laughter. “Didn't you get any mail tonight?" he said at last. “No —yes— not—that is, I got a—oh, I never looked at itl Some one came in,” she stammered, wonderingly. “Well, go and get it, please, now,” said Jack, re¬ leasing her, to run out and return with an envelope, which sho tore hastily open, “Mme. Vaurier's hill, receipt* ed I ’ she gasped, “What does it mean?” “Read, and you will see,” said Jack. “Mme. Vaurior happens to be Mildred’s milliner as well, and she made some purchase tho same date that you did. The bookkeeper has mixed the bills and sent them to the wrong brothers, that is all. My sister's bill is probably awaiting your brother’s return at his office. Suppose you let tho mat¬ ter go, os it will be, I hope, but a short time till I may pay all your bills un¬ questioned. That i3 for you to say.” It was answered satisfactorily, no doubt, for a very rosy little Bib, gath¬ ered herself resolutely together a half hour later and insisted upon taking tho bill into the library, whore it should meet her brother’s eye the first thing upon his return. A little leter she stood in her clinging, pale-bluo dress, leaning against tho deep saloon hangings in the archway. Her dark lashes, in startling contrast with her yellow hair almost rested on her cheeks, a trifle pale now, as she realized the serious and sacred sweetness of the now tie. “It is kind of you Jack, to wish to shield me from mortification at my own folly, but I cannot wear it until Er¬ nest has forgiven me, and he is the only one yet,’’ (with ashy little emphasis), “who has a right to buy my bonnets. I wilL not wear it tomorrow I” - “Oh, yes, you will, little One,” said a voice behind the rod draperies, as they swung apart and Ernest Nixon caught the startled girl in hir arms as he entered the room. “It was rather mean to listen, Jack, but finding a bill for my siater’s bonnet with your signa¬ ture on my table upon my premature arrival to-night, I naturally looked up a prompt solution of the situation. It’s all right, and if you’ll look in beforo you leave Til give you a check for your autograph.” “You may as well hand me my sister's bill, which you will find among your papers somewhere at the same time,” said Jack, laughing. And tho next day two new bonnets met upon tho heads of their fair owners, with such damage to the heart of Ernest Nixon that when ho told Jack and Bab later of his successful lusiness venture in Philadelphia ho also ndded that be ore long In proposed that they should exchange their sisters' bonnet bills per¬ manently, a proposition which “wail promptly accepted.--[IIartford Times. “Bear” Steaks of Horse Flesh. I don’t know whethor or not horse has ever been sold here in Boston for food, but I am sure that it has been cooked and eaten. Borne time ago a leading “vet,” who is, I believe, an ad¬ vocate of this U3e of horseflesh, invited several persons of his acquaintance, somewhat noted as gourmets, to join him in a little supper of bear steaks at one of our hotels. He represented that the bear had been shot in Maine and sent to him as a present. The fact was, howover, that the dishes which he set before his guests wero composed of horse meat—a plump young nag, be¬ longing to a friend of his, haying bro¬ ken a leg, so that it became necessary to kill him, thus furnishing material for the feast. All who wero present at it enjoyed it very much, and considered that the steaks and othor forms of sup¬ posed bear's meat provided for them wero excellent and as good as beef or lamb. Not till tho last dish had been removed did tho “vet” enlighten his guests as to tho real nature of their en¬ tertainment, and when ho did so their after-dinner tranquility was not n little disturbed. Most of them turned pale, a few were angry, and ono or two cool and hardy spirits wore only amused. Almost all ot them, however, declared upon reflection that they were converts to the theory which they had unwit¬ tingly put into practice; but neverthe¬ less, I doubt very much if a single one of tho party would accept another invi¬ tation from that “vet” without a guar¬ antee as to the character of the viands of which they were invited to partake. —[Boston Post. A Peculiar Custom Prohibited. Hook-swinging and widow-burning in India have been abolished; but it is said that in the Nizam’s dominions there is a chaste in which when any of the members dies a flag is attached to a bamboo, and the bamboo given to a man to bold over the corpse of the de¬ ceased. Then, having retired to a con¬ venient distance, the men of the case open fire on the flag, probably by the way of showing distress, and of helping the soul of the deceased on its journey to the other world. It sometimes hap¬ pens that the man holding the flag is shot, and an order has been issued by the Government prohibiting firing at the flag in futures CIRCUS RIDERS. > How Equestriennes Learn to l. Ride Horses Bareback. The Use of the “Mechanic”— A Dangerous Profession. •‘How do ladies learn to ride bare back?” asked a New York Journal re¬ porter of Mile. Cadona, one of Bar tum's most skilful riders. A'Como inside and I will tell you,” replied the charming equestrienne, as sho led the way to her dressing room. ‘ ‘Most of us begin to learn whoa wo are about ten years of age,” said Mile. Cadona, when she had doffed her span¬ gled and short skirts and arrayed her¬ self in a quiet street costume. “It has become tho fashion among circus proprietors of late years not to engage a rider unless she is fully compe¬ tent at the start. Formerly the girls Were tho daughters of other riders, who managed to teach them during tho tour of the circus on the road, but that is no longer allowed. In order to learn the business now one mu3t go to a regular established school w.hero bareback rid¬ ing; is Jaught.” “Where is thoro such a school?” asked the reporter. ‘*Oh, there are several of them throughout the country,” replied Milo. Cadona. “Ono is in Westchester County, not far from this city, and is known ns tho Stokes school. It was once the property of Mr. Stokes who recently died. Ho was an old circus rider and was the father of Kate Stokes, who married John Stetson, the theatrical manager. Kate, by the way, was once a daring bareback rider, but received an injury to her spine from a fall from her horse, and’was obliged to abandon the pro¬ fession.” ^Another school is Den Stones's at Frankfort, N. J.; ’and there are others at Indianapolis and Louisville. Mr. Bar m. Vi go h as a school at Bridgeport, Con lowlier c the riders are permitted to practise during the summer months." “What aro the first steps taken to be¬ come a rider?" asked tho reporter. “It requiros clear eyesight, presence V.f mind and nerve," said Milo. Cadona. •‘In tho centro of tho sawdust ring a pole is erected. This has a cross bar at the top reaching out over tho ring. From this bar depends a cord which is fastened around the waist of tho begin¬ ner. A man stands near the pole and turns the cross arm around at a speed equal to that of the horse. Thi3 ma¬ chine is technically known ns tho ‘mechanic.’ A rope also runs from tho man’s hands to tho cross arm so that ho can held tho rider in tho air if she chances to fall from tho back of the horse. “During tho first lessons the begin¬ ner i3 taught how to balance herself properly. The head is thrown back, the arms held free and a graceful poise as¬ sumed. It takes several weeks to ob¬ tain proficiency in this respect. Next the student is taught to leap lightly in the air, landing on tho padded saddlo, for bareback riding i3 not attempted until after success has been gained on the saddlo.” “Are falls from the horse of frequent occurrence?” “Oh, yes, at first. But tho attendant easily keeps the rider suspended in tho air by means of the’ ‘mechanic,’ and no harm results. Sometimes the horse will take a sudden jump forward and your calculations aro thus knocked out, but most ring horses are trained so well that they know exactly at what rate of speed to go. Alter a timo jumping through paper balloons is attempted, and then comes a great evont in the life of every circus rider. That is the first somersault. I remember as well as if it wero yesterday when I tried my first one. I did not turn half way over, but the ever-ready ‘mechanic’ kept mo from falling and I soon learned how to do it. Then the services of the ‘mechanic’ are dispensed with, and by constant prac¬ tise and not a few falls the novice be¬ comes an equestrienne and has her name in big letters upon tho billboards.” “How long does it take to become a professional rider?” the reporter asked. “About a year," replied Mile. CadoDa, “but, like anything else, the longer ono is at it the more proficient she becomes. One of the most dangorous acts known to our business,” she continued, “is that of jumping through a hoop studded with sharp knives which point inward. I received a score of bad cuts while practising the feat, but eventually ac¬ complished it.” “How are the horses taught to carry tho riders?” the reporter asked. “The horses are broken in by means of the ‘mechanic’ also,” replied Mile. Cadona. “And it takes several months of steady teaching to mako them reli¬ able ring horses. Bareback riders al¬ ways learn to ride by using a horse that is already broken in. It is impossible to learn on one that bas not boon. Some male riders buy a horse for say $200, and after teaching him tho duties of a ring horse, can dispose of the animal for $1300 or $2000 to circus men. We are all tho time practising tricks on horseback, somo of them exceedingly dangerous. It is a risky business, and I do not know one good fcmalo rider who has not sustained pretty severe in¬ juries at somo time in her career by a fall from a horse or an occidental kick from the animal." Medicinal qualities iu Odd Substances. It was only a few years since the skull of a suicide was_ used in Caithness, Scot¬ land, as a drinking cup for tho euro of opilepsy. Dr. Autliur Mitchell knows of a case in which tho body of such a ono was disinterrod in order to obtain her skull for this purpose. It was, however, accounted a moro sure speci¬ fic for epilepsy to rcduco part of tho skull to powder, and then swallow it. Even tho moss which grew on such skulls was deemed a certain euro for various diseases. Nor was this simply a popular superstition. In tho official Pharmacopoeia of the College of Physi¬ cians of London, A. D. 1008, tho skull of a man who had died a violent death and tho horn of a unicorn appeared as highly modicines. Again, in 1724, tho same Pharma¬ copoeia mentions unicorns’ horns, human fat, and human skulls, vipers and worms among the really valuablo medi¬ cal stores. The Pharmacopoeia was re¬ vised in 1742, and various ingredients wore rejected, but centipodes, vipers and lizards wero retained. Nor were these strange compounds prepared for human subjects only. In the “Angler’s Vade Mecum,” published in 1881, anglers are recommended to use oint¬ ment for the luring of ildi, consisting, among other horrible ingredients, of man’s fat, cat’s fat, horn’s fat, assn foetids, finely powdered mummy, cam¬ phor, oil of lavender, etc., and it was added that man’s fat could be obtained from the London cliirurgeoas concerned in anatomy.—[(Robe-Democrat. Sclenco vs. Burglars, Science seems to bo doiag well by burglars, at least. At a recent meeting of tho Liverpool section of ths Society of Chomicnl Industry an extraordinary experiment was shown, which proved that, by tho Application of some new gas-heating apparatus, a hole, large enough to admit a man, could bo fused in any wrought iron or stool door in ex¬ istence. Tho wholo apparatus can be carried up a ladder by one man, and used in any position. At present it works with noiso, but it can easily bo made noiseless, and small enough to carry in a hand bag. At the rate at which things are moving, says tho Bos¬ ton Courier, it will not bo long bofora wo shall come, back to tho old system of trusting for the safety of valuables sim¬ ply to personal vigilenco and prowess. As fast as a new device is found out for safety, a corresponding discovery of the means by which to overcomo or to su¬ pervent it follows as a matter of course Knte Rang the Fire Bell. The white maro Kate, which ruus the hose carriage of steamer No. 2 to fires, recently went through her usual morn¬ ing training and also went ono better. When the gong sounded one at 0 a. m., to give the correct time, she started for the bell-rope, caught it with her mouth and vigorously pulled it. Tho bell ringing tho fire-call, brought out nearly all of tho minute men, most of whom live in tho immediate vicinity. Thoy rushed to tho engine house ready for duty, only to find tho handsome Mrs. Kate inwardly smiling at her conscious¬ ness of duly faithfully performed. The station men were in tho bodroom and rushed down ia wonderment, but could do nothing beyond stroking Mrs. Kate's faco and leading her to an extra supply of oats. A Green and Great Old Age. Jesse Lisle, of Cocke, Tennessee, is 110 years old, and has documents to prove it. In boyhood he worked on a farm. For forty-five years he was a Baptist preacher, but is now farming again. He is hale and hearty, does not wear spectacles, and will not turn his property to his children for fear they will squander it. The last winter ho cleared two acres of virgin forest out assistance. He says he remembers when bis father came boms from the revolutionary war, his feet from a long tramp and almost famished for food.—[Pittsburg Gazette. NO. 19. My Sweetheart. I too, have a sweetheart. Fray cease you deriding; You were singing last night, “Love raf never grow old;” Do you think just because my old poll is $ frosty My pulses are sluggish, my heart hsi grown cold! Well, well, laugh away, I care not for you! leering. I have my one sweetheart, my dainties! dear; When sho comes through the meadow grasi singing so gayly, (The birds coaso their carolling only tc hear. The grasses wave around her, the blossom bow to her, All doing her homage, all kissing her feet; And wild timid creatures in woodland re cesses Lose fear at her coming and leave theij retreat. Sho is rich, and her wealth, without stint, without measure. She wears in her tresses’ bright shimmer¬ ing gold; She has pearls, whitest pearls, and her red lips disclose them When the smiles chase the dimplos her rosy cheeks hold. With eyolids half shut, I cau see she’s debat¬ ing, As to whether I sleep with a comical quiz; I smile, and her white arms ily up in.a twinkling, And her faco is laid close to my wrinkled old phiz. Oh, sho is my swoetheart, my merriost at maidens, M And how much I love her I never can say; Sho’s my darling, uiy pride, and my life's greatest blesssng, Her age! Do you ask iti She is six coma next May. —[Boston Transcript. HUMOROUS. Tho girl who won’t be won usually re¬ mains one. A girl may bo like sugar for two rea¬ sons—sweet and full of grit. Tho girl who loves William never asks her fathor to foot her Bill The man who married his type-writing girl was in tho habit of dictating to her, but now sho dictates to him. In times of war they charge battoriei with powder and ball. In times o/ peace, they char them with electrj city. The dudo who wears a single eye* glass can generally see with ono eye all that ho is capable of thinking about. A scientist says a wasp may bo picked up if it is dono quietly. Yes; it is when tho wasp is laid down again that the noise begins. Brakeman: Soo hero; where are going with that ax? Passenger: Keep cool, young man. Wo stop for sandwiches at the next station. A New York man has iuvented a pro¬ cess for making railroad cars out of wood pulp; but it take3 a Kansas cy¬ clone to mako wood pulp out of railroad ears. Bystandor: Doctor, what do you think of this man’s injuries? Doctor: Humph! Two of them are undoubtedly fatal, but, as for tho rest of them, timo alono can tell “What is a carat?" was one of tho questions asked on an examination paper in a New York City school Tho answer came back: “Something you put in soup.” Saturn is 700 times larger than the earth. Wo impart tho information for the sake of those who want tho lattor. They might just ns well want Saturn and havo dono with it. An ex-jugilist has become a member of tho bar in Connecticut. It is pre¬ dicted that ho will use knockdown argu¬ ments and become highly successful as an expounder of tho law. At Prof. Lee’s lecture, S. of L. —Pro¬ fessor: “Under the law of entail, ia case there is no eldest son to inherit, to whom does tho land next descend?’’ Bright Young Junior: “To the other sons!” Consoling Friend (to henpecked hus¬ band)—Why don’t you givo your wife a pieco of your mind? Henpecked hus¬ band (dazed)—Peace of my mind? Great Scott, man, sho never lots me havo any. Mr. Hopper—May I have tho pleas¬ ure of this dance, Miss Snob? Miss Snob (wishing to show her preference) Thanks, Mr. Hopper. I don’t dancf with every Tom-Dick-and-Harry, but I’ll mako an exception of you. A Georgia m m stopped to pick up a pin on the street, tho other day, with the following results: His hat fell off and rolled into the gutter; two sus pender buttons flew off; his collar split open and his storo teeth fell out and broke on thcwalk. He secured the pin.
