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About North Georgia times. (Spring Place, Ga.) 1879-1891 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 10, 1889)
/ w; Mfe I *1 TIMES NO RTH 1 r !•? *■ . : A Vol. VIII. New Series. Loss and Gain. X •arrowed that the golden day was dead, Its light no more the country-side adorn¬ ing; But whilst I grieved, behold I—-the East grew red With morning. X sighed that merry Spring was forced to go And doff the wreath that did so well be como her, But whilst I murmured at her absence, lo!— T was summer. 1 mourned because the daffodils were killed By burning skies that scorched my early posies; But while for these I pined my hands were filled With roses. Half broken-hearted I bewailed the end Of friendships than which none had once seemed nearer; But whilst 1 wept I found a newer friond, And dearer. And thus I learned old pleasures are es¬ tranged Only that something better may be given, Until at last we find this earth exchanged For Heaven. —[Good Words. STORM AND SUNSHINE. “Shoa 1 slioal drnt the hens! Look at the wrelchcs r.-diggin’ up my garden seeds 1* And Miss Penelope Blossom ran r.s fist as her rheumatic knee would permit toward the offending fowls, her blue gingham apron, outsproad from each corner “like a sail,all set to favoring gales” flapping up and down in unison with her shrill “Shool shoo! shoo!’ The hons and their lordly leader fled in dismay beforo this indigo-clad ap¬ parition behind them. “I’d liko to wring your neck!” ejaculated tho wrathy spinster, as sho chased them quito a distance up tho road to securo herself against thoir re¬ turn to her domains. “Eh—what, madamc?” cried out a little, stout, rod-haired gentleman whom Miss Blossom, in her zoal, had run into. Tho suddon collision camo near demolishing tho little man, who ccu’.d only gasp, “You’vo nearly knocked the breath out of my body!” “I wus talkin’ to them chickens,” Miss Blossom said, apologetically. * Oh, von didn’t mean smile ?imy neck, then?” burying a broad in tho depths of a red cotton handkerchief. “I’d feel enough like it if you was the owner of-tho peaky creatures 1” she returned wrathfuUy. “I wou’d take my chances of boing hurt much by such fair hands,” bowing gallantly, but not without a trifle of sarcasm in tho tone of hi3 words. A faint suspicion entered Miss Blos¬ som's mind. “Be you tho owner?” she demanded, pointing with one long, bony finger to the still flying fowls ahead of them, who wero now vaulting lightly into her next door—new—neighbor’s yard. “Fortunately—I think I may say— they are mine, seeing they have been tho means of making mo acquainted with my fair neighbor, Miss Blossom.” “Humphl ’ answered his fair neigh¬ bor, bearing in mind her ruined gardon. “It mayn’t be so fortiuate if they cum a-diggin’in my garden .ag'in,” with a grim smile. “May I ask what you would do in that case?” be asked blandly, yet there was a trifla of “glitter” in his round bluo eyis. “Pot-pio is good,” was tho ominous answer. - “Such pies are vory dear under some circumstances, ’ camo tho meaning re¬ ply. “Y-c-s, so I’ve heard,” coolly. “But I hain’t a bit stingy; I’ll ask you ia to dino,” making a stiff little curtsy. “Thank you; I'll come, and bring along a little pepper to season it with— not exactly tho kind that comes in boxes—something a trifla moro biting,” significantly. “While you wur about it you might fetch some salt to save the moal from bein’ flat, Mr.—Mr. .” “My name’s Bilberry, ma’am—Josiah Jarolehem Bilberry, I’ll have you understand!” with rising wrath. “Got most as many names as chick¬ ens,” disdainfully. “I ve got what the Lord evidently left out of your composition,” angrily. “What’s that? ’ advancing with mutual ire toward the cnomy. “Ssnse,” he snorted,” forgetting hh manners entirely in his rage. “You're an impudent manl” “You’re a sassy woman 1” What might have followed and been my sad place to record, was presented by the sudden appearance of a fair young girl, as sweet looking as a Jano rose, attended by an equally handsome youig man. Tho bolligorent attitudes , of (he tali woman and short little man caused thcao two lovers, who had been V SPRING ACE. GEORGIA. URSDAY. JANUARY 10, 1889. '' * ' ’ secretly walking and talking, as lovers are wont con^^— to do, to cry out ia simul¬ taneous “Aunt Penelope! What it tlie mat¬ ter?” “Uncle Josh! What does tins mean?” “Matter enough, I should think!” re totted Miss Blossom, glaring fiercely at the young mm. “Who is he?" donating the subject by one long forefinger pointed so near the aforesaid “he’s" handsome eyes, that he involuntarily retreated a step or twe. “Mr. Bilberry, auntie,” began the em¬ barrassed young girl, but was cut short by (her indignant relative. “I’ve had enough o' Bilberrys for onoday!’ with a withering glance at tho little man. “Come, Miss, you march home with mo! And don’t let ir.o catch you meandering in the woods with any more Bilbcrryj, or 1M know the reason why!” “You, sir!’ 1 roared tho diminutive uncle, hopping about like an animated frog, “much along with ms I And it I find you chasing any more Blossoms I’ll disinherit you1” Tho young man whispered a hurried word or two to the blushing and om bnrrassed girl, and turning upon his heel haughtily, with tho long strides, ho soon loft his fat httlo unclo’s short ones waddling on far behind. ‘Til cut him of! without a shilling! ’ he panted, “if ha ever goes near that Blossom’s niece again! I’ll nip his fun in tho bud 1’’ He puffed stormiiy as ho watched tho long young giant disappearing with his “seven-leaguod boots,” while he, a “littl; Jack" strove to overtake him. “Tho deceivin’ little jadel” burst out tho irate aunt. “Of! a-walkin’ with a horrid man! If ever I catch her with that old Bilberry's nephew again, I'll make a biied puddia’ of him to go with tho pot r pic! ’ “Please, Aunt Pennio, may I be the ‘sass’ ?” piped a blithe young voice at her back. “Sassboxt” Aunt Penelope turned to ejaculate, but the pretty saucebox was singing in tho distance: “Bilberries sweet, bilberries blue, Dear little huckleberry, 1 love you.” Miss Penelope kept a sharp eyo upon her charming nieco after this littlo epi¬ sode. But, alas 1 “Love laughs at law or locksmiths;” at aunt3 and uncles, too, there is no doubt; for ono fine day, in spite of Aunt Pennic’s sharp eye, Miss Penelopo Blossom was missing and, not strango to say, ytueg Mr. Bilberry had also disappeared. ■ A littlo note came from a neighboring „ town running thus; Dear Aunt rtnVNiE: Whereas there was but one Bilberry in N-, at 3 o’clock today, now there are two—concentrated into one. Dear auntie, will you forgive your wayward Blossom that would be a Bilberry, and longs to sign herself—if you will—still your loving niece? Penelope Bilberry, nee Blossom!* - ‘ Have you heard the shame ul news?” cried out Miss Penelopo Blosiom, spin¬ ster, ruihing into Mr. Josiah Bilberry’s kitchon door and causing that aston¬ ished and bewildered gentleman to spill a basin of potatoes that he was just ia the act of setting upon the tablo to pare for lm frugal dinner, ho having beon driven to this extremity by tho sudden leaving of his housekeeper, who had left him in a hull that morning. “Goodae .33 gracious 1” ho gasped, “what is it?” nervously beginning to gathor up the rolling “peratins,” won¬ dering the while if tho chickens had been making another raid upon the old maid’s garden. “Thoso young fools have been getth’ married 1” snapped tho spinster, wrath fu’ly. f i What young fools?” tho old bachelor demanded stupidly. “Our young fools—you fooll” shr fairly shrieked at him, boiling over with rage. “Look at that!” thrusting tho note that she had received under hii nose. “Blossomed into a Bilberry 1' she added, with scathing sarcasm. He scomo-1 to be dazed by the sud¬ den and dreadful nows, and kept on hunting a murphy or two that seemed yet to be missing. Miss Blossom, by a happy coincidence, bent to asriit in the good work, when, each rising together with the rescued vegetables in hand, come heads together ia sudden col¬ lision. “Great General Georgo Washing¬ ton 1” cried out Mr. Billberry, rubbing his badly bumpod cranium ruefully. “Hevings 1 knock my brains out and dono with itl” cned Mis3 Blossom, sinking whito and faint into the nearest chair. “My dear—Fvo hurt you—forgivo mo 1” he said, in great agitation. * Sir 1” Tiring ia stately indignation to reseat the tender appellation. For a moment they stood looking at - iher, then both involuntarily into irrepressible laughter. ’ “It shewes which hoad was the hard est,” Miss Blossom, finally gained breath to say, and pointed with grim humor to a a welling about as largo as a good sizsd walnut protruding from poor lit¬ tle Bilberry’s forehead. “Humph!’ ho groaned. “All for that scamp’s doiug3—wish it had been his head,” rubbing his bruised forehead tondcrly. ' “He might have dona turned Miss Blossom in an- i ;m of voice. 1 “So might your niece,” hi *■> “Well, who’s complain snapped. “Why, I thought was,* *&jL you round b uo eyes opening to their flu. « tent. “Mel I only brought you tha news, that's all.’’ “Well, well,” ho repeated, looking about helplessly. “What can wo do about it? Thcy’ro married tight as the rock of Gibraltar now—b it. its -going to be mighty lonesomo without Nad,” ho added musingly. “I shall miss Poanie, too,” half sobbed tho melting aunt, “Yet I aw fully hato to have thoso young ’uns so got tha best of thoir cldors. It ain’t pleasin’, look at it in any light.” “See here; Penelopo, ” growing ra¬ diant, and edging up to tho tall form, “let’s turn tjsa tables on ’em. Now you have been a Blossom long enough to change into a Bli berry. Come, dear Pocnie, what do you say?’’ “I’m all took Lack—I don’t know what to say,” blushing liko a girl of 10. “Say you’ll bo a Bilberry 1” ho # cried; and befora sho was woll awnro of his intentions, the littlo man had stood on tiptoe and kissed hor. , This unwonted caress had moltod tho ico about Miss Penelope's heart, and sho falteringly said “she would.” “And we will have that pot pie for our iy- wedding dinner,’’ tie said toasing The young folks were willing to cry quits when they had been ordered home and learned tho facts in tho case. “An’ to think, Pennio, I called you and Ned fools, a«!_ turned-right round aa’ dono tho same thing myself,” said Mrs. Bilberry senior, with happy con¬ trition. “You know tho adage,” slyly sug¬ gested tho juaior bride, as sho af¬ fectionately kissed her aunt’s faded choek. “No fool- like an old fool,” tho senior bride ropeatod merrily. “An’ I leave it to you if it isn’t as true a3 tho Gos¬ pel! Miss ’ Blossom was completely van¬ quished, but Mrs. Bilberry was p r fectly happy. And our story comes to a good ond. Tlio Music of tho Ancients. The E :ypiian fiu'.e was only a cow’s lrorn with three or four hob. s in it, and their harp or lyre had only three strings; tho Grecian lyre had only seven strings and was very small, being held in ono hand; tho Jewish trumpets that miido the walls pf Jericho fall down, wero only rams’ horns; their fluto was tho samo as the,Epyplian; 'they had no in¬ strumental music but by percussion, ot which tho greatest boast made was the psaltery, a small triangular harp or lyre with wire strings, and struck with an iron needle or stick; thoir saebut was something like a bagpipe; tha timbro) was a tambourine, and tho dulcimer was a horizontal harp, with wire strings, and struck with a stick liko the psaltery. They had no written music; had scarcely a vowel in their language, and yet, according to Josephus they had 200,000 musicians playing at the dedication of tha T> mple of Solomon. Mozirt would have died in such a con* cert in the greatest of agony. * Mutilated as n Reminder. A suspicious looking individual en¬ tered a barber's diop in Manchester, and while being shaved casually re¬ marked :— “I suppose a good many of your cus¬ tomers forgot to pay?” “No, sir,” the barber replied, “there was a time when I used to giro credit, but I never do now. Ia fact, nobody asks for it any more.” “How’s that?” “Well, you see,” said the barber, trying the edge of hir razor on hi? thumbnail, “whenever I shaved a gen¬ tleman who asked me to mark it up ] put a nick in hit nose with my razor, and kept tally that way. They verj soon didn’t wi^it to rui up bilK ’ There was a trotnor i i the customer’s voice as ho askod from beneath th< lather. “Da you object to being paid In ad¬ vance? ’—[London Tit-Bits. HEEA FIBRE. Its Epinent Suitability for Tex¬ tile Purposes. - 141 "t conomical Utilization a eat Industrial Problem. i 1 Tim great strength, length, and lus fibre of the rheea plant, quil ich eminently recommend it for agetilo manufactures, have ren- 4bfit plant the subject of attention for many years past, ‘action of the fibre in quantity, " I'omical manner and in a suit ftfcditioa for textile purposes, ftiffes, in fact, ono of tho most im at industrial probloms of the kt day. For moro than thirty } a st'endeavors havo been made to th 0m., grands this of fibre pounds commercially; have been many spent; thnAid of both mechanical and chemi Cl ienco has been invoked,but almost all ih vain, for although . this fibre is used’to some extent, that extent is ex¬ tremely circumscribed. Twice during the .* past eighteen years the In¬ dian Government has offered a priz: of $25,000 for a macliino which should effectually pro luce ths fibro ia the re¬ quired condition, tho prizo having beon twice competed for and twice with¬ drawn. Tho French Government has rcoently takon up tho matter, and has offered prizes of the value of $1200 for any process or macliino that will pro¬ duce the fibro in commercial quantities and of proper quality. Tho great diffi¬ culty in tho way of success is tha satis¬ factory treatment of tin gummy matter in which the fibre is imbedded. It has boon found easy to decorticate tho rheea stems—that is, to removo the fibre, with its adhering bark and ce¬ mentitious matter, from the wool, but difficult to produce tho fibros cloan and free from all extraneous and adheront matter, ready for the spinner, on n commercial scale. This holds good with all tho varieties of this fibre, whether they be known under tho name of China grass, rheea or ramie—rheea taring the Indian and ramie the Malay name of tho plant. — One thing is very certain, and that is, that with a machine constructed for an¬ other purpose, as the one under notice is, and admittedly imperfect as regards its treatment of tho rheea plant, tho fibre of tho latter can be, and is, ob¬ tained undamaged and fairly free from tho woody stem. Tho machino in ques¬ tion is a flax-scutching machiuo of novol design, and about 6 feet 6 inchos high by 4 feet wide, and 5 feet long over all; its working capacity being put at lewt of retted flax per hour. It consists of an upper food tablo on which ths flax straw is fod to throe pairs of fluted rollers, which deliver tho flax downwards between flvo pairs of pin¬ ning tools, alternating with six pairs of guide rollers. Tho pinning tools resem¬ ble hand-hackles, and may be popu¬ larly described as very coarse wire brushes. They aro attached to two vortical frames, to which a horizontal to-and-fro motion is imparted, and tho pins interlace as tho two sides approach. Tho librou3 material b drawn down¬ wards by tho rollers, which havo an in¬ termittent motion, and at each mo¬ mentary pause tho pricking pins enter the material and are rapidly withdrawn from it. By degrees this fibrous de¬ scending curtain is delivered off to a sloping receiving tablo at the bottom of the machine, over which table the woody substance has previously passed to a roceivor ia a crushed and somi-jpulverizod condition and per¬ fectly free from fibre. But inasmuch as it doos its work perfectly as re¬ gards flax, tho principle would appear to be correct. It is, moreover, to bo born in mind that, as wo havo already stated, tho machino was not dosigned to treat rheea, lut flax. Honce in some of its details it is imperfect ns rogards rheea. Nevertheless, wo saw 6omo stems of rheea put through with excel¬ lent results, as far as tho mechanical separation of the fibra from tho bark and wood is concerned. Tho stems were those of rheea grown at Kew; they were about six feet high and of fair size. They had bocn retted for four days and wero not quito dry. Mr. Wallace holds that they should bo retted for eight days and completely dried. However this may be, the stems we saw put through the machine were quickly done, and tho fibre pro¬ duced was from -wood. It is intend¬ ed to scad to India a machine specially made- for dealing with rheea. The first point settled—that b, the proper stage at which tha machine shall bo used— Mr. Wallaco is confident of being able to produce the fibre from his machine ready t for ure by ths spinner, just as he has already dono with fi x. It is to be hoped that ho will succeed in effecting his object, which will bo the means of giving to the textile industry a fibre which has boon pronounced to be the , , strongest ia nature, and for which tho trado has beon long and anxiously look¬ ing.—[London Times. Odd Devices or Photographers. | There arc various ways for providing surprising results in photography, things that in ono ago would h ive been called magic, but in ours recognized as scientific tricks. Tho ghost picture, for instance, in which a shadowy ghost— through which material objects aro visi¬ ble—is scon between natural nttitulos and occupations. That is producod by an almost iustantaaooui exposure of tho figure that as to do duty as tho ghost, followod by a full exposure of ths figures and properties that aro to appear natural. Another novel trick war shown recently in a photograph repro¬ duced by a prominent tra to journal, which presented ths photographer, seatod at a table, playing chess with himmlf sitting on the opposite side of the table, whi’.o he, himself, stood up ia the background looking at his two selves playing. The figures wero all on tho negative, which was producod by threo successive exposures of tho plate, parts thereof bring masked each timo by a black velvet shutter. Still another trick is that by which a person who likes that sort of thing may appear to be photographed riding upon a flying goose, or a fish, or any other dosirod stylo of ridiculous locomotion. This is dono by the subject holding upon his lap a huge piece of whito or sky-tinted card with tho fanci ul figuro drawn upon it. Ilis faco appears above tho upper edge of tho card and seems, in the picture, joined to tho funny littlo body mountod on tho goo3o or li.h. The statue picturo is made by about the same device.-*[Photograph:c Re¬ view. . Howto Avoid Contagions. How much danger every one runs each day of catching a malignant dis¬ ease is very littlo known,” said a doctor recently to a reporter for tho New York Mail and -Expix-sr. “Many .dUoasci, like hydrophobia, are only convoyed by coming in direct contact with an abrad¬ ed surface. In other diseases it is won¬ derful the extont to which tho com¬ municating particles can be carried. Persons have takon tho smallpox a mile distant from tho hospital. Scarlet fever is very contngiou’. A dress folded up at the bed of a dying patient and placed in a trunk has conv yod tho poison to a family of children four miles distant whoa the dresi was unfoldod in thoir proaenco after threo months time has olapsed. Whooping-cough and diphtheria aro probably never conveyed except by tho breath of the patient. Measles is communicntcd a great dis tanco and it communicated by tho clothing and carried about by persons vi-iting tho sick room. It is cortaia that many diseases have been contract¬ ed by attending tho funeral of some person who has died of n contagious disease. Too much caro cinnot be taken ia disposing of tho clothing, or disinfecting everything that has been near a person suffering with a communi¬ cable disensc. After a patient has shown tha first symptoms of scarlet fever, it takes forty-nine days before tho patient is free from infection, small¬ pox fifty-.‘•ix days, measles twenty seven day >, diphtheria twenty -eight days, mumps, twenty -ono days and ty¬ phoid fever twonty-oight dayr. Marbles n Languishing Sport. Marblos, which onco boastod ns many games as there are days in the year, are now fallen upon evil times. Knuckling down is clean forgotten—if tho art con¬ tinues it is called by another name; the alley-tor Is confounded with his brother of the rank and file; thoro aro no longer sold tho finer varieties in stono and glass, or in coloroJ and streaky marble, nor do boys, like sportsmen, yearn for a full bag; nor <lo they study any longer tho intricacio’, the possibilities and the subtleties l>y which their bag may bo filled. Tho game is now only played ly little boys—their bag is small; their gamo is simplo, and when¬ ever they can raise a penny, the mar¬ bles become a vehicle for gambling.— [Saturday Review. A Starter. Mr. Bump has been calling for nearly two hours. They are talking music, lan¬ guidly. The young lady (suddenly brighten¬ ing up)—Oh, I like French opera; it has such a go to It. I like anything that has a go. He goes,—[Life. NO. '19. Heaven and Earth. There are no Shadows where there Is no Sun; Thera is no beauty where there is »o Shade; N And all things in two lines of glory run, Darkness and light, ebon and gold inlaid God comes among us through the shrouds of air; And his dim track is like the silvery wake licit by yon pinnace on the mountain lake, Failing and reappearing here and there. The lamps an l veils through hsav’n and earth that move, Go in and out, as jealous of their light, Like sailing stars upon a misty night. Death is the shade of coming life: and Lov* Yearns for iter dear ones in tho holy tomb. Because bright things are better soon in gloom! —[F. W. Faber, in New York Tribune. HUMOROUS. Family worship—First babies A wind-lass—Tho garrulous girl. Tho prohibition pier—A dry dock. P.aid luggage—Checked baggage. A shining goal—a bootblack’s chair. One of the bright spots in existence is spot casla. A clear skin—Banting a friond out of borrowed monoy. . America's homo rule is the grand army of wifehoo 1. To young men—It is bettor to be fast asleep than fast awake. Most of the English landlords are conservatives—terra tories as it ware. Tlie man who rides on a hand-car evidently believes in manuel training. Tho owner of a cremation furnace trys to cam a living by urning the dead. Tha reason why laundresses 'have the blues is probably because they uso in¬ digo. A bright scholar recently stated in a composition that dough-nuts were first made iu Greece. When a couple come to the conclusion that they will marry it is a tie voto and tho clergyman must cast it. The toper has his littlo high and tho laborer has his hire, but it is tha ele¬ vator boy who get) tho hoist. It is singular that a tailor has never been nominated for a Mayor, for a good ono knows all about mou and moasuros. Tho proposed diamond “trust” is a reprehonsiblo euterprhe. It means simply the formation of a big diamond ring. “Let us havo tax on luxuries,” cried a public speaker, and whon he found thrdo carpet tack* in his pie that noon he was satisfied. “My dear,” toarfuliy said tho mother in-law to tha bride, “you havo taken my only sou from me. Ia fact, you have committed a malo robbery.” In these days of roform it is strange that nobody has suggostoi that juries should furnish their own food. Cer¬ tainly a panel should bo able to supply its own board. At a standstill—Miss Victoria Tilbury (who has harnossed her cob herself)— It’s very strange, Miriam; lut I think I must havo tied tho traces to tho wrong part of the wheel. The health journals and the doctors all agroo that tho best and most wholo somo part of tho ordinary doughnut is tho hole. Tha largor tho hole, they say, tho better the doughnut. Obliging C.crk—Shall I send tho package? Mr. Hunxley—No, Til take it if you’ll jest shove it under my arm. I’m getting so carcloss liko, that moth¬ er she had to gluo my gloves on l’r fear I’d loavo’m somcwhrre. Tho remains of a Dakota desperado who died a few years ago were ex¬ humed last week by relatives from the Eist, and found to havo turned to stone. It was then remembered that for several months beforo his decease ho had complaiaod of feeling rocky. “Who is your family physician, Freddy?’ askel Mrs. Hendricks of tha Brown twy. “Wo ain’t got none,” said the boy. “Pa’s a homcepnth, ma’s a allopath, sister Jano’s a Cnristian Scien¬ tist, grandma and grandpa buy all the quack medicines going, Unclo James be¬ hoves in massage, and brother Bill is a horse doctor. Wonders of Vegetation. Out in Nevada convicts send many gigantic specimens of vagotation to ths agricultural and horticultural exhibi¬ tions. The inmates of tha Stata Pri son havo this season raise! beets eigh¬ teen inches in circumferoace and cab bagos large enough to fill an ordinary wheelbarrow. But in the cultivation of sunflowers they take the greatest pride. Bemo of these measure four test seven inches ia circumference and ) grow on stalks twelve feet high.
