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About North Georgia times. (Spring Place, Ga.) 1879-1891 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 20, 1888)
NORTH GEORGIA TIMES. t Vol. VIII. New Series. ____ Retrospect. 1 see again the sodden fleck Of sunshine on her dusky bair, the round young curves of throat and neck The faded gown she used to wear. 1 feel hear timid hand grow cold Within my own, and hear again Her shy, sweet whisper as of did, “No not good-bye I auf wiodersehenl* The gnarled, gray apple tree, astir With little winds, let fall a rain Of pinky bloom all over her, Home-stepping thro’ the long green lane^ The thrush pip s noisily, and seel She pauses wi h a wistful smile To wave a last farewell to me V Still lingering by the trysting stiki Ab, sweetheart, that was years ago,' And Time soon taught us to be wise, To laugh at Levels *5000, painted show, And look at Life with clearer eyes, I joined loijg sines the cynic crowd, Y011 in a palace over seas, A silken beauty, pale and proud, Have no such memories as these. And yet, somehow, I’d like to be A fool again, and just live thro’ The days when you believed in me, And I, poor lad, believed in you. "HIGH JORDAN.” no was six feet two, and as clumsy as he was tall. He would come into recitations and lectures, take his seat without a word or a sign of recognition to nay one, fall at work upon hii notes in pcrfoct silence, and then shamble out again. At first an amused Bmile went around the class whenever ho entered the roBra, but the students soon got used to hh odd ways, and ho came and went without remarks. Ills name was Hiram Jordan. “High” Jordan, big, good-naturod Joe Stanley called him ono day, with a laugh, and tho nickname stucx like a burr, as nick¬ names will. No one seemed to know anything about him. Ho was poor, that was evi¬ dent enough, for his ill-fitting clothes were of the cheapest material. He as¬ sociated with none of tho boys, and sel¬ dom appeared on the campus. There happened that year to bn un¬ usual interest iu tho class races. The crews were very evenly matched, and it was hard to say which of them stood the better chance of winning. “It’s dollars and ponnies which comes in first," gloomily said Joo Stanley, captain of our crew. “If I only had a good ‘seven,’ I think I could mnko it, but there d00sn't seem to bo a man in tho class fitted for thd positon;” and, try cur best, wo could find no better man than Charley Harvey, who was a good fellow, certainly, but not a “good seven.” Ono afternoon, as the members of this crew wero lying around on tho float, just before their usufl daily pull, High Jordan camo up and asked for Stanley. Joe was in tho boat-bouso_fix iug his stretcher, and Jordan was told to walk in. Tho two men did not come out for some time, and whon they di 1 finally appear, every ono was surprised to hoar Joo “Boys, Jordan has rowed a good deal, and wants to try ‘seven,’ nnd I am going to give him a chance to pull there today." Poor Charley Ilatvey’s face showed his disappointment. Ho had been working very hard to kcop his plnco in tho boat, and now he svas to be crowded out, and of all men by ‘ High" Jordan! “Shan’t I row today?" he asked, ua ablo to conceal hh chagrin. “I don’t see how we can work it, Charley,” answered Joe, kindly. “Hadn’t you just as lief rest today? ’ Harvey watched tho boat ns she slid off the 11 >at. His eyes were on one man, tho now number seven. At tho word, the men leaned forward, their oars struck tho water simultaneously, and the sholt shot lightly ahoad. The time was perfect. “It’s all up with me!” murmured Charley. “That’s the man we havo been looking for,” and he turned aad went eff to liis room. Every man in tho boat sympathized strongly with Charley Harvey. High Jordan’s popularity was not increased by his sudden cutting out of tho hard¬ est worker and ono of tho most popular men of tho class, and no littlo grumb¬ ling was heard from the crew, though they must havo seen at once that Jordan was the belter mafe of thn two. “it’s a beastly shame to put Charley out, I know," said Joo Stanley, who could not help noticing the prevalent feeling. “I would like to see him in tho boat as well as any of you. You know that, for there is no man in col¬ lege I like better. I know Jordan does not bolong to our set, and is what you call a muff, but he i) a good fellow, for all that, and the best oar in the boat, and as captain of the crew, I am bound to keep the best man." The weeks slipped by, and confidence SPRING PLACE. GEORGIA, THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 20, 1888. in onr crew steadily increased. The race was now only three weeks off, and the names of the crew were officially announced in order that the men might be initiated into the “H. K.,” the class society. This society, although one remained an active member of it for only one year, was the controlling fact in the social life of the class. The first mem¬ bers were elected by those who had formed the aociety in the precoding class, and "the new members elected others of their town class. But a “crewman" was understood to be en¬ titled to membership in the “II. K." almost as a matter of right. To bo sure, it required only one blackball to reject a candidate, but no one had ever known a member of the crew to be voted against. Charley Harvey was president of the society, aad generally the most genial and open-hearted man among us but of lato he had not seemed himself. On iho night of the olectioa ho was rather pale, and as he took hU scat I noticed a peculiar expression ia his eyes such as I had never soon before. After tile usual preliminaries, the balloting opened, the members of the crow being proposed and elected in the order of their positions in tho boat. When number seven was proposed Har¬ vey’s faco became positively black, and it flashed upon me what that peculiar expression had meant. He did not hesitate as tho box was passed to him, but cast his voto with a cool and steady hand, though his count¬ enance betrayed the agitation under which ho was laboring. The secretary startod upon opening the ballot-box, and then loaned over to Harvey and whispered in his car. Har¬ vey noddod gloomily, whereupon the secretary arose and said in n voico full of emotion, “I regret to say that Mr. Jordan has not been elected.'’ A dead silence followed. Every man in the room looked nt the speaker in utter amazement Such a thing as the rejection of a member of tho crew, and lor no reason which any one would dare to avow, was enough to create in¬ tense excitement in that little company. Number “eight" was propoiod nnd elected hurrioJly, and tbo meeting ad¬ journed in confuuon. On my way to my room I overtook Harvey, and step¬ ping quickly up to him I slipped my arm through his, hoping I might bo able to talk with him about tho matter; Lut ho wrenched his arm from mino anil turned abruptly aw:iy without a word. Some¬ body had just le t him and although I could not soo very well in tho darkness I thought it was Joe Stanley. The next day it was rutnoro 1 that Stanley had “cut Harvey dead" on the campus. Jordan conducted himself, mcauwhile, with great dignity, aid commanded tho respect of tho entiro class, while Harvey kept studiously out of It leaked out, not long afterward, that “High'’ Jordon was not only doing liis work in coltego, and trying for honor and a scholarship, but at tho same time was teaching a night school in tho town. I don’t know who it was discovered this, but I remember very well that I was with Harvey when wo hoard tho news. Poor fellow 1 It was impossible not to pity him. Evidently ho hal long tinco repeuted of hit action, and this piece of news was all th.vt was needed to mnko him utterly miserable. Ho was absent from prayers next morn¬ ing, and no ono saw him all day. But the next night a special meeting of tho “H. K.’ w. s called by order of tho president, an 1 whon the members were assembled, Harvey arose and said, brii fly: “I have called this meeting to repair as far as possible a groat wrong which I was mean enough to do tho best man in our class. I desiro to apologize to tho crew, to the society, and to Mr. Jordan for the insult; and I beg leave to propose Hiram Jordan for tho ‘H. K.”’ That night I saw Joe Stanley nnd Harvey walk homeward arm in arm, in their old friendly way; and I learned afterwards that they went straight to “High" Jordan’s room. The day of the races came at last, and every man in the college, adorned with his class-colors, wont down to the river early to get a good position from which to view the great contest. It would be a close race —the closest ever known in college; wo all ac¬ knowledged that, and though every man in our class cherished a kind of faith that our boat would wio, yet no one dared assert his opinion without an “if” or an “unless.’’ The hour for the start was set at four o’clock, and the crowd along the banks waited patiently unlor thn broi i rg sun until tho last minute; but when a qusr j ter of an hour, and then half an hour passed, and no boats appeared, crowd began to grow restless. Charley H irvey in particular, was in p fever of excitement. “Why don’t they start?" he repeated a dozen times. ‘ The timo and body work of our men are perfect, but the wind ia freshening and will tell against us more than against any other boat for we have tho outside course. Why don’t they start?” He was looking up the river through a field-glass, watching the course and complaining by turns. Suddoniy I saw his faco light up. “They are off!" he cried. Far up tho courso we could see th» flash of the oar-blades in tho bright sun¬ light—that was alt. Then four black streaks, each with two glittering lines of oar-blades, drew into sight The first excited murmur died away, and tho crowd was perfectly still. Soo the linos broadened out into graceful arrows, and tho next instant wo could descry thirty-two brawny backs rising and falling with tho regularity of clock¬ work, as they urged tho benutifu', ta¬ pering sholls like knife-blades through the water. Wo could hoar tho little coxswains counting the strokes and singing cut words of encouragemont. The boats would soon bo up to and past us. On they came, t&c first three all in a bunch, with tho other close behind. As they shot by, ray gazo was fixed upon “High’ 1 Jordan. He was pulling with the strength of a giant, tho bunches of muscio in his broad chest and powerful arms swelling and contracting ia time with the long stroke of tho oars, his eyes flashing, his noilnls quivering, his teeth douched. On they wont, wo running after them like mad. BtilL no ono of tho boats seemed to take a load. Tho finish line was almost reached whon I hoard our coxswain’s shrill voice: “Now, boy3, one more spurt 1" Then I saw “High" Jordan gather himself together, and half rise in his scat. At that moment our boat seemed to shiver, nnd drop behind, but the next instant, with ono tremendous sweep of Jordan’s oar, it shot across the finish, a winner by four feet. When tho yelling nnd excitemont had died away sufficiently for a single voico to bo heard, Charley Harvey proposed nino cheers for “seven." I havo heard many a lusty choer for our dear old college, but never such a one as then, when every man on tho river hank, no matter what his c’ass, le it his lungs to a long, rolling, “Bih, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rahl" for panion. “High" Jordan.—[Youth’s Com¬ Making Rubber Shoos. Furly million dollars worth of rubber shoes and boots are sold in Boston an- 1 ually. Tho raw material com .s from Para, Brazil, in huge lumps, which the nntivos make by dipping sticks in tho sap of tho caoutchouc troo nnd turning them around with frequent plunges into tho heated rubber, over n hot fire. Those lumps, upon reaching the Jnctory, aro tut in Blices, which are run through h avy rollers aud pressed out very thin and flat, liko pancakes. Tho sheets thus obtained are put through other rollers, heat d to a high temporaturo, and incidentally amalgamated with a composition of lampblack, sulphur and litharge, which reduces them to a soft and putty-like consistency. Finally, in this soft condition they are passod over steel rollers bigger than any that have gone before, and actudly incorporated with tho tissue of a woolen cloth, which is destined to servo as lha lining of the eventual boot or shoe. If you will try to pufl apart the lining^ and outer coat of a rubber sandal you will obtain a notion of the thoroughness with which this part of tho manufacture is per¬ formed. The rubber sheets thus pre¬ pared aro passed through a last set of rollers, on which are engraved all the markings nnd corrugations of sole and upper that appear ia tho completed article. Tho rubber sheets aro now ready for tho cutter, who turns out tho various pieces by hand, with tho aid of a knife and pattern. The parts are then put together by other workmen with rubber tape. When this much has been accomplished, the shoe or boot is lasted in the usual way, and, aftor being var¬ nished, is allowed to remain for eight hours in a room heated to the tempera¬ ture of 235 degrees. Tho heat sets the varnish nnd tempers tho rubbor, which is then termed “vulcanized." The stamping of the firm name on the sole is tho concluding operation, and then tho rubber shoe is ready for sale. A good rubber boothas twenty-six pieces, the putting together of which, whon tho caoutchouc is warm and readily made adhesive with tape along tho joitt ing edges, requires no small skill. ** A 1 FIVF-IYU 1 L'VL.L/rllY TAP lx MOTF VJ 1 L, Tracing the Adventures of a Ragged Piece of Money. How it Brought Joy ana Sorrow Among the Lowly. J It was a very ragged note, with a hit of pa; er pasted across tho corner on which the Y was printed' to kcop It from tearing oft • It was stuffed, with a roll of larger bills, into a dainty pur<o of silver net work. A young girl, much over-dressod, wbo carried the purse, evidently valu id tho noto but little. She had stopped at a cou: ter in the ^hop, on which satin calendars wero displayed. “Look at this lovely thing. Belle," she said to her companion. “Only five dollars! It’s awfully pretty 1 I must have it." “What will you do with it?" “Oh, Idou’tkuow! Give it to Jane. 1 ought to send her something on her lirthday, and its rcaliy too pretty to leavo bohind." She threw down the note on tho counter, and passed on. Jane received the dainty trifle the next morning. She, too, was a you g girl, over-dressed in satin and jewels, hor purse, perhaps, fuller of notes than that of tho donor. “Dear me! What did she send mo that trumpery thing for? I gave her a pearl pin last year," was her comment. Tho calendar wa3 tossed on a chair, and soon aftor swept into tho waste¬ basket. The torn old noto was given in cliango to tho middlc-ngod, staid mother of a family. That night, whilo going ovor her accounts, sho laid it aside. “I cannot afford to givo so much in charity," sho said, “I will give it to the committee who send poor children out to tho cou try in tho summer." The note wasuiod to send Bonny and his mother up to the mountains. Bonny was a Iwo-ycai-old baby, tho only son of John WoFord, tho carpcntor. John -.bad fallen from a seaJIaldiag la the spring, and brokon his log, arfd it had taken every penny of his savings to pay the doctors, nnd to keep them from starving. When tho terriblo August heats came, and tho baby, who was teething, sink day by day, John knew that only cliango of air would savo its life. It was their only child, and they loved it better than, anything on earth. But John was still in tho hospital, and ho had not a dollar. “What enn wo do?’ his wifo cried. “Do? D > what thousands of other poor wretches are doing—see tho child die for want of n littlo money 1" ho replied, savagely. “It’s a heartless world 1" But it is not altogether heartless. The ragged old note, givon by a kindly hand, sent Benny and his mother to a sunny farm hou e among the hills, where a friendly old Quaker and hi3 wifo fed them, and sent tho baby back with red, chubby cheeks, an 1 ki3 mother with a happier heart than sho had known for yenrs. Tho old noto had plenty of work to do boforo it was worn out. It gave a bmht-fucod honest boy a bottle of whiskey, on which ho made his first carouse; it paid for a bunch of roses which Bolle woro on tho street for hall an hour, and tueu threw into tho gut¬ ter; it was given as over-pay by a wiso woman to a poor seamstress, who had served her long and faithfully. With tho unexpected gitt sho bought a warm jacket, which sho had long needed, nnd conquered a weakness of tho lungs that would have soon robbed hor littlo chil¬ dren of their mother. It would bo impossible to toll all tho work of that old gray bill, or of tho other notes which fill the purses of our readers. They are in appearance as worthless as tho old lamp which Alad¬ din carried, but liko it they aro power¬ ful genii, which, as we use them, scat¬ ter blessing or lale, life or r.eath. How shall wo U3e them?—[Youth’s Companion. Declining n Bisk. Groom (to bride; they aro waiting for the misi-tcr)—Hidn’t I bettor skip out and ste what is tho matter, my dear? Thg minister should have boon hero twenty minutes ago. Bride—No, G orge; you stay right where you nro.—[Hirper’s Bazar. Telling the Tide. •It is low tide,” said a Maine sea captain as ho pickod up tho office cat, and looking into her eyes found tho cur¬ tain of tho eye almost entirety closed. “When it’s high tide," ho continued, “you will find this curtain drawn wid open, it's a sure sign." The Musical Swiss. Tho chiof industry of Geneva, Swila- : erland, is tho manufacture of musical boxes. Thousands of men, women and children are employed in tho factories, ono of which was visited by a traveler, who gives somo interesting particulars ol his visit. j a. u» * t.*.. seat. lie did go, and strains of do lightful music came from tho chair. Ht. hung his hat on a rack and put his stick in the stand. Music came from both rack and staud. IIj wroto his name in tho visitors’ rogistor, and on dipping his pen into tho ink music burst forth from tho inkstand. At dinner parties the hostess lifts a dish to pas. to the guests, and swcot strains of music proccod from tho dish during its trip about tho tablo and stop when tho dish i3 set down. Ono is re¬ minded of tho Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie, Whon the pio w..s opened the birds began to sing; Wasn’t th ita dainty dish to set before a king. Music is in the teacups, in ladies’ fans, ia almost everything. The manager of tho factory explained the process of making mudeal boxes, a business which requires pationco and nicety. Tho different parts are mido by men whp are experts in tliosa parts and who do nothing olso yoar in and year out. Tho music is marked on a cylindoi by a man who has served several yoars of apprenticeship, A '.other man inserts in tho marked places pogs which have been filoi to a uniform length. The comb or set of feeth, which strikes the pegs and makes the sound, is ar. ranged by n man who does nothing else. The cylinder is thou revolved to soo that every pog produces a proper touo. The most delicate work of all is tho revising of each peg. It is done by s workman who has o good car for music. He sees that every peg is in its proper place and bent at the corroct angle. Whon tho instrument i3 ia its case an expert examines it to see that the tim< is p.rfect.—[Grupbio. Yolnbili ty of the Silent Sign Makers. Bolero spokon language was there wero signs; before speech stopped in there woro gosturos; the face did duty ns a rovalcr of tho emotions, and the hands accompanied by gesticulation, as that of ideas, and for all the ordinary purposes or lifo tho code is amply suf¬ ficient. Watch two deaf people as they usoit. They havo plenty to say and know how to say it. Their talk may not last more than tea minutes, but il nil that talk was written out it would cover an astonishingly large amount of space. Politic', social topics, all may havo boon discussod with equal faci'ity. True, the deaf mnko a fret use of tha manuel alphabet in connec¬ tion with signs, but the cause lies rather in muscular weariness than in any,inadequacy on the part of signs themselves. As developed in tho schools for the deaf, tho sign language has a capacity for thought expression abso¬ lutely marvelous. Moreover, it is swift, comprehensive—aad yet condensed— and abovo all, it is silent. A univer¬ sally understood code of signs would do away with the strident and ofttimes profane efforts to understand and be understood, which are at once tho dread and torment of tho average toutist.—• [Detroit Free Press. Buying the Engagement Rin ’ s . “It’s funny to see the different ways in which various men select engagement rings, and when a man comes in here for that purpose every clerk in tho store can recognize the fact at once. Ol course, he has only come in to look at some watches or a pair of sleeve but¬ tons, but the very manner in which he avoids tho ring case betrays him at once. After a few minutes, when he feels a little more at his ease, he usually takes the clerk into his confidence and asks to be shown seme solitaires. If it’s his first venture and he doesn’t feel quite sure of his ground he will even go so far as to ask if solitaires aren’t some¬ times used, as engagement rings. The clerk’s answer usually removes the Iasi vestige of doubt, and then the pur¬ chaser throws aside all reserve and se¬ lects from the assortment before him the ring which strikos the happy me¬ dium between tho depth of his affec¬ tions and of his pocket. Other men, again, walk in with the news just beam¬ ing from all over them, “Engaged" is visible from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet. The purchaser of this class makes no socret of his er¬ rand, and usually departs on his way rejoicing in a very short time.—[Jew¬ elers’ Weekly. NO. 33. The Lesson Bead. Long ago, when the world was new, The sapphire sky nnd tho ocoan bine Wedded one Summer day; And the sky still bends as tho yen's goby, And the ocean leaps to tho boudiag sky, For constant lovers are they. But when a mist arises between "S3 S’.’TJtS' ■"* Ho storms and frets, he rages and roars, In furious wrath ho heats his shores, While his turbulent bosom swells. The sky, though dark with a momsnlh frown, Will tenderly from its height look down, With a radiant smile divine. The green to blue with its magic Skill,. . Twill change, and the stormv ocean still, And the sun of love will shine. Pause thou, my heart! and the lessen rend, When the darkness fulls, and with jealous speed, The mists of doubt arise— Fret not, ’twill puss, on 1 thou wilt know That the sun still shines, with a fervent glow, In love’s unchanging skies. —[Mary L. Mnttis. HUMOROUS* Aids to reflection—mirrors. 1 ~ A gentleman of color—a painter. A great tail-bearer—tin pi acock. Won’t curry a letter—a stamp of honesty. Food which tramp3 don’t relish—aold shoulder. It is diamond cut diamond with base- hall associations. Tho surest way to make an army fly U to break both wings. Many an old book has to bo bound over to keep tho piece. AU heirs aro interesting, but th* most interesting is the million ltoir. Whan it comes to taxes Minnie Mumm is our motto and onr star-oyod goddess. Whon Alaska shall bo admitted as a state it will have, indeed, a great seal. Any fool can ask conundrums, but it takes a wise mau not to try to answer them. Mother—Flo-ste, it’s time to go to bed. Flossie—All right, mamma, turn in. I ain’t sleepy. “I am performing the last sad write,’’ murmured tho lnwyor, as he drew up tho sick min’s will. You will notice ono thing about fly paper. If it gets hold of a subscriber odco it holds on to him forever. At agist rate (to prisoner)—I see that you lost several teeth in tho fight. Pris¬ oner—No, ycur honor, I didn't exactly lose ’em, they wero knocked down my throat. A yachting party in Australia haa beeu devourod by sharks. The shark* are believed to havo greatly enjoyed tho party, and are asking when there’* going to bo another. Lady (calling on a friend in a Now York Hut)—You are delighifully situat¬ ed, Airs. Clark. It is so nice to have plenty of closet room. Airs. Clark—Er ye-es, but those are bedrooms. A Chicago man who saw that AInndall Creighton's book, “Tho Ago of E iza beth,’’ contaius 244 pages remarked Hint he didn’t think it ought to take 244 pages to tell how old Queon Eliza¬ beth was. Dj Smith: There is ono thing about Aliis Angelina Popinjay that I don’t ltlco. Travis: What is that? Do Smith: Haven’t you noticed that sho has to use both hands whon she wants to hide a yawn? Aliss Clara (at tho sea-shore)—How gracefully young Mr. Do Lyle handles the ribbons when driving, doesn't he? Aliss Jennie—Ho ought to, my dear; he has chargo of that department at Silk & S itin’s, you know. A young drmscl sent twenty-five cents nnd a postage stamp in reply to an advertisement that appeared in an eastern paper of “How to make an im¬ pression,” and got for an answer: “Sit down on a pan of dough.” Shade for Fowls. - Did you ever notico how fowls seek the shady side of the buildings, the shelter of bushes, eta, during the middle of tho day ia hot weather? They don’t liko to stay out exposed to tho hot rays of the sun any more than you do, and it isn’t healthy for them to bo thus exposed, either. It there aro not plenty-of shady places for them to loaf, make some by eoi»» structing sheds of refuse boards—any¬ thing that will keep off the hot rays of the sun. Dig up the sod under these shelters, and occasionally throw in. a pan of ashes; then watch the hens and see if they don’t enjoy It. Hens that are thus supplied with a shady dusting plaoe are not t*oubl*4 with Use,—[Prairie Partner.
