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NORTH GE0RGIA TIM ES.
C. N. kix<;. (Proprietor
• S. B. CARTE £1,
ilierc’s Our Ship That Never Comes Iu.
a pretty barque In a far off sea,
By the beautiful Isles of Best;
Where the waves forever dance in glee
On the oeean’s pellucid breast.
The mermaids sing in voices sweet
As the notes of the maudoiin.
But we wait on the shore iu vaiu to greet
Our ship that never comes in.
This fairy ship wc can almost sec
In our day dreams glad and bright,
It is freighted down with the gifts that we
Are wishing by day or night.
It is tilled with the heart’s own precious
gold,
And with never a touch of sin,
And we’ll wait for avc that we may behold
Our ship that never comes In.
—fChicago Tost.
A BAD MISTAKE.
BY HKT.EX FORREST GRAVES.
s “Where is Lois?” said Mrs. Clymer,
pettishly. “It does secin as if we
were perpetually losing sight of her.
I’ll never take charge of any one again,
while I’m traveling, as long as I
live!”
Mrs. Clymer was dressed in
gray mohair, with perfectly-fitting
gray gloves, distingue eyeglasses, and
hoots that- had eomo straight from
Paris.
Adele Clymer, with hair of crepe
gold, deep dimples in check and chin,
and a gown that represented the very
latest fashion plate, stood languidly
at her side, with a skyo terrier whin¬
ing in her arni3 and a scent-bottle
dangling from her wrist, and little
Mabel’s yellow curls and flapping
brimmed Gainsborough that brought
up the rear not unpicturesqncly.
“Lois is so odd, mamma,” said she.
“Lois is holding that cross baby so
that its nurse can go to the refresh¬
ment counter and get a cup of coffee.
Tlie mother has got a two-year-old
child on her lap that she can't leave.”
“Goodness me! And such common
people!” said Mrs. Clymer, with an
aufcrv flatter v£ jfy. < -V.'hatcan
the child be thinking of? Cali her,
Mabel, at once!”
“But they’re such pretty chijdren,
mamma!” pleaded Mabel, with wistful
glances at the other end of the great,
echoing station.
“Do be quiet!” said Mrs. Clymer.
“Adele, tell your cousin 1 desire she
will join us at once in the drawing¬
room car—the Osceola, I believe it is
called.”
“There is such a crowd at that end
of the depot,” said Adele, unwillingly.
“And Ponto is so restless! Can’t
Mabel go, mamma?”
The gales were opened at that mo¬
ment, and in her refined anxiety to
avoid contact with the vulgar crush
and crowd, Mrs. Clymer hastened
through, closely followed by Adele.
tendeijy carrying the discontented dog,
Ponto, who whined perpetual protests.
“This is something like comfort,”
said the cold-visaged matron, as she
settled down into “Chair No. 4,”
spread out her skirts and opened her
fan. “Do sit down, Adeie, and give
Ponto a choeolaic. The little dear is
so fretful! Porter, pull down the
shade and bring me a foots ool. Adele,
your hair is all coming out of crimp
with the heat. This weather is per.
fectly unendurable. What can have
become of Mabel? Oh, here she
comes 1”
“Mamma,” whispered .Mabel, put¬
ting her cherry lips close to her
mother’s well-powdered ear, “Lois
isn’t going to travel iu tho drawing¬
room ear.”
“Not going to travel in the drawing-
100 m ear! And why not, I should
like to know?” cried Mrs. Clymer,
bristling up.
Lois Wardonr herself appeared in
the luxuriously curtained doorway of
the “Osceola” to answer this query.
She was a tall, slight girl, with an
ivory pale complexion, large blue eyes,
full of pleading lights, and a serious,
sweet mouth, like Raphael’s Madonna,
and she was dressed with a simplicity
of inexpensive attire that contrasted
curiously with tho elaborate toilettes of
her cousins, the Clymers.
“Lois,” cried the fretful matron,
“where on earth have you been? You
keep me in a constant worry. Do sit
down and be quiet for a few minutes,
if you can! That’s your seat—No. 7,”
indicating the least comfortable one,
next the sunny window.
“Thank you, Cousin Elfrida,” said
Lois, quietly, “but, if you don’t mind,
I will not go in the Osceola! The other
cars are very comfortable, and,”
SPRING PLACE. GA.. THURSDAY. DECEMBER 4. 1890.
slightly reddening, •‘there is a consid¬
erable difference in the fare.”
“It's a dollar and a half extra in the
Osceola!” shrilly put in Mabel- '*1
heard the conductor tell the fat man so
jnst now.” <
“And,” added Lois, “a dollar and
a half is some consideration to me.
And there is a recently-widowed lady
in the other car, 4itli a great many
little children, to whom I can be of
use. If you don’t, mind. I’ll go back
into five ordinary car.”
“But I do mind, very much,”
said Mrs. Clvmer, tossing h t head.
v * WcClymers are always accustomed
to travel first-class!”
“Iain not a Clvmer,” said Lois,
with a faint smile.
“Aml I should be mortified to
death,” sharply added Mrs Clvmer,
“if the friends we are going to visit
should know that any of our party
were in a common car.
“Lotus hope that they will not,
make the appalling discovery,” said
Miss Wardonr, with an almost iinper
ceptiblo shrug of the shoulders
“Good-by, Cousin Elfrida! 1 dare
say Adcleand Mabel will he plenty of
company for you—not to mention
Potlto!”
Mrs. Clymer looked after the grace¬
ful, retiring figure with a Medusa-liko
glare.
“If I didn’t know that it must be
impossible,” said she, slowly and dis¬
tinctly, “1 should almost be tempted
to think that she was—laughing—at
—me!”
Uiq. so vexed to think that papa
insisted on sending her in our party
just because she happened to be a dis¬
tant relative,” said Adele, crossly. “A
common schoolteacher, too, only think
of it! Well, mamma, never mind—
perhaps people won’t know that she
belongs to us. If she is mean enough
to want to save Lor dollar and a half,
why, let her!”
^, % “But it isn’t proper,” cried Mrs
Clymer, “for a girl of her age to sep¬
arate herself from her chaperone in
this way.”
‘‘I dare say she’s quite capable of
taking care of herse.f,” said Adele,
drily.
“There!” cried Mrs. Clj'iner. “I
know some trouble would come of it!
Mabel put the box of dogs-crackers in
Lois’s shawl strap, because there
wasn’t room for it among our things,
and the poor pet is half starved. Go
quick, Adele, and get it before tho
train starls.
Unwillingly enough, Adele com¬
plied.
“Tho dog-crackers? Oh, yes!”
said Lois, laughing. “I had almost
forgotten them. Here they are. You
see, Adele, how comfortable I am
here!”
“Comfortable ! ’’sneered her cousin.
“With a swarm of dirty children like
this?”
The lady seated next to Miss Ward
our colored deeply at this rude re¬
in ark.
“It is very dusty traveling,” said
she, “and my little ones have come a
long way.”
Adele Clymer lifted her eye-glasses
and transfixed the speaker with a
stony stare, which made her blush
deeper than oyer.
“IIow dared the woman speak to
mo?’’ she said to Lois, in a very audi¬
ble undertone. “Wc are drawing¬
room passengers.”
And, carrying Ponte's box of crack¬
ers as if it bad been a sceptre, she
stalked out of the car.
“Did I do wrong in addressing
her?” said the little widow, with a
half-terrified air. “It was only that I
di-.ln’t like the children to be called
dirty, when their appearance is really
only an accident of travel.”
Lois laughed.
“Don’t mind her.” said she. “Here
is a flask of cologne and a clean
pocket-handkerchief in my bag. If
Johnny will get a little water in this
tumbler, we’ll soon brighten the little
faces up. Put back vonr head and
rest. 1 will see to the children.
“IIow kind you are!” said the pale
little lady. “If 1 had expected to
meet such a benefactress, I shouldn’t
have dreaded the journey from Ala¬
bama half so much."
And thanks to Lois Wardour’s gen¬
tleness, she fell into a slumber, deep
and refreshing, that lasted until they
reached the depot at Albany.
“It’s outrageous perfectly out¬
rageous!” said Mrs. Clymcr’s voice,
raised to a pitch somewhat above the
“low tone” which is generally con¬
sidered “a most excellent thing in
woman.” •‘Here 1 have to leave
Fonto and the girls and come nil this
way into this horrid, crowded, stully
place to extricate you, Lois Wardonr
from the common mob volt have
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elected , , to travel , with: . , . Put .
that dirty child! It’s the business of
its mother to take cam of it, not yours.
And come—quick I The carriage is
waiting — and, goodness me, here
comes Mr. Perceval! 1 wouldn’t have.
him liiul you in this car for anything.”
The pale little lady, suddenly
awakened from the depths of her
slumbers, sat looking up with a
lied air, as she clutched the crying in
fant whom Mrs. C'lymer had taken
from Lois’ lap with no gentle touch
and handed ov er to her.
“I am sorry,” she stammered. ,.j
~“()h, Fred!”
“Katie, can it be possible that this
is you? My darling—my dear little
sister!”
And to Mrs. Olymer’s deep diseom
fiture, she saw the personage whom in
her mind she had set down as “that
dowdy little widow,” clasped in Mr.
Frederic Perceval's aristocratic arms.
In a second her face became dressed
with smiles.
“Vonr—sister!” she cried. “Really^
my dear Mr. Perceval, this is a genu¬
ine surprise! If we had only known
it before! I am so glad that my cou¬
sin, Miss Wardonr, has been able to
be of use to her!”
“Wo have been expecting Katherine
from the South for some time,” said
Mr. Perceval, who was the son and
heir of tlm wealthy and well-born
family whom Mrs. Clymer had come
to Albany to visit. “But wc hardly
knew when she would come. My
darling, how tired you look. And
this young lady’’—with a glance at
Lois—“is she the governess?”
“1 do not know who she .is,” said
the young widow, her soft brews’
shining full of gratitude ns she raised
them to Lois’ face. “But my govern¬
ess left, me at Philadelphia with only
the nurse, and I don’t know what I
should have done had it not been for
her kindness.”
And Mrs. Clymer made haste to in¬
troduce “her cousin. Miss Wardonr.”
Lois Wavdour pa; ted with her new
made friends then and there, going
directly to the educational institute
which had secured her services, but
not until she had promised soon to
visit the Southern widow at the stately
mansion of the Percevals.
“T have only my Saturdays and
Sundays,” said she. “I am a work¬
ing woman, you know.”
“You are an angel,” said the young
widow. “I am quite sure of that!”
Mrs. Clyincr (when she pleased)
was an adept in the art of making her¬
self agreeable; but not. all her smiles
and graces were able to make any en¬
trance into the hearts of either Fred¬
erick Perceval or his sister, Katherine
Kent.
Mrs. Perceval, of The Manor, was
polite to the Clymers as guests, hut
that was all. An invisible film of
polite reserve interposed itself perpet¬
ually between herself and all intim¬
acy.
“l'tn quite sure that hateful, spite¬
ful young widow has told her brother
all about, tho little mistake I made,’
said Adele. “And our little campaign
hero is entirely frustrated. She has
Lois Wardour here every Saturday,
and I just wish you could see Fred
Percival look at Lois! I’m sure lie’s
falling in love with her.”
“It serves you right,” said shrewd
little Mabel. “You ought to have
been kind to Mrs. Kent on the train,
too!”
“So I should if I’d had any idea
who sho was,” said candid Adele.
“But if people expect to be treated
civilly, they ought to travel in draw¬
ing-room ears!”
“She had had her pocket picked,
you know,” said Mabel. “She—”
“Oh, there is no use going over and
over the old story!” said Adele, im¬
patiently. “If she Had traveled in the
Osceola, it would have been all right.”
Mabel laughed.
“Whereas now,” said she, “it’s all
wrong!”—[Saturday Night.
“To be taken after each meal,” read
Impecune, as the doctor left the pre¬
scription; “I shouldn’t think one dose
a day would help a fellow np very
fast.”
ABOUT OYSTERS.
Curious Things Concerning an
Interestin'? Bivalve.
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,. It is . ., Very Nervous and Dies On
the Slightest . . . _ Provocation.
*
“The oyster is certainly a most in
toresting animal,” said the professor to
a Detroit Star reporter. “To begin
with, it is ever so much older than
man. and deserving on llmt ground
respect and , veil veneration. Fossil
shells of ancestors of the oysters of
to-day are found scattered throughout
the world wherever ancient oceans had
their shores millions of years ago.
Curiously enough, where most other
creatures on earth have progressed in
the scale of development (he oyster is
now just about what it was in shape
and appearance, in the most remote
geological epoch, though it has taken
the horse but a fraction of the time
from then to the present to develop
from a comparatively small five-toed
beast, to the nubile animal we find it.
“The notion so generally entertained
that the oyster has no sex. is a mistake.
At the breeding season, in summer the
male and female oysters secrete and
expel into the water a milky fluid filled
with germs or eggs. The egg, once
adrift, must perish unless it encounters
a male germ, in which ease a young
oyster comes into being and swims
about with its little feelers quite active
ly until it comes into contact with a
rock or any clean and hard objecl. To
such an object it at.aches itself.
“A single female oyster often pro¬
duces as many as (it),000,000 eggs in a
season. Fort mutt civ these eggs form
tin 1 principal food of innumerable
other creatures, else, (he oysters would
very soon till up the ocean and thus
flood the’eontiiienls. There seems to
be always iii na'ure a provision of Ibis
sort to prevent any animal from be¬
coming too numerous. Even die slow
breeding elephant, as Darwin re¬
marked. would, if left unchecked to
multiply, soon people the earth to the
exclusion of a I other animals.
“No sooner is the adolescent oyster
fixed upon the stone than il begins to
form its shell, which is made of lime
chiefly, and starts iu to grow. An
oyster lives thirty years and innvhc
longer; it is a very nervous animal
and dies from a sudden jar, so that a
loud thunder clap will instantly kill a
whole boat load. Among the oyster’s
foes are sea worms and mollusks that
make a business of boring through
oyster shells. The large spiral mol
lusks known by the names of “winkle”
and “conadi” prey upon the oyster and
crush its she!! by sheer muscular
power of the large Toni’ by which
they grasp it.
“Most destructive of all the oyster's
enemies, however, is the star lisii,
which swallows the younger oyster,
shell and all; and after the soft parts
are absorbed the shell is cast out of
the stomach. Willi a big oyster tho
star fish cannot apply t.iis method, so
it grasps the unhappy bivalve in its
five arms and. litile by little, breaks
ofl'the edges of tbe shell by the mus¬
cles at the entrance of the star fish’s
stomach; when a sufficient opening
has been effected the star fish intrudes
its mouth into the shell and eats the
oyster.”
A Snake’s Peculiar Predicament.
The Jacksonville (Fla.) Times
Union makes itself responsible for the
following hi; snake story:
A party of Jacksonville mechanics
were at work on the Matauzas River
some months ago raising a sunken
dredge boat. They lived on board of
the big lighter^in which they worked
in a small house on the deck. One
noon their bill of fare was somewhat
strengthened by some wild turkey eggs
which had been found by some of the
party while hunting on the shore.
After the hungry engineers had de¬
stroyed a heavy dinner they left their
dining room and returned to work.
The doors ami windows were all open,
and the cook did not clear ofl' the table
for some time.
in this interval a large water moc¬
casin of nearly six feet crawled on
board the lighter, and wriggled into
the dining room through tho open
door. In his prospecting tour he
climbed the table leg, and here, with
j Lu “■ snake’s for feast. fondness One for ol' the eggs, turkey he went
a eggs
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lay alone by a plate, and the rest wore
in a dish on the other side of the table.
In tiio centre stood a large water jug,
and right here the wily serpent slipped
up. After swallowing the lonesome
egg, lie started for the main supper,
and in his aidless manner crawled
through the handle of the jug. It was
a rather tight tit, and lie had to stop
bom half way through on account of
the egg, which enlarged him some¬
what. So stretching forward he bolt¬
ed another egg, and thereby fastened
himself.
On each side of the jug handle was
an egg on his inside, and he could
move neither backward nor forward,
practically riveted in position. lie
was soon found in Ibis peculiar situa¬
tion by the cook, who speedily killed
him.
The reporter was shown the skin of
the snake with a crease still iu the
middle from die tremendous pressure,
and he was also permitted to gaze on
the jug whose handle proved so fatal.
Speaking Heads of Brass.
Upon the authority of several pas¬
sages in history we are led to believe
that famous wizards, magicians and
astrologers have constructed not less
than six brazen heads which possessed
all the faculties of speech.
The first of these was constructed
by Monk Gerbert, who afterward be¬
came Pope with the title of Sylvester
11. The head is said to have predict¬
ed that Gerbert would bo Pope, and
that he would not die until he had said
mass in Jerusalem.
After the first part of the prophecy
had been fulfilled and he had placed
the papal tiar upon his head, he re¬
solved to live forever by steering clear
of Jerusalem. While saving mass one
day in a small church in a suburb of
Koine, Sylvester was taken with a sad¬
den rigor. Knowing that his end was
near lie asked the rector if the church
had any. special name. Being in formed
that, it was popularly called “Jerusa¬
lem” he closed his eyes and died with¬
in an hour.
The second “brazen speaking head”
was made by Robert Grosseteste, au
Italian bishop residing in England be¬
tween the years 1175-1253.
The third is said to have been the
result of thirty years’ labor on the
part of Albertus Magnus, who was
horn in the year 1205 A. D.
Friar Bacon, who died in 1204, is
given the credit of having made a
brazen head which constantly repeated
the words: “Time comes, time is,
time’s past.” The Marquis of Vilena
(1:584-14 34) also made a speaking
head of sheet brass.
A Polish disciple of Escoiello made
the sixth and last of (lie famous
, •speaking heads of brass.”—£St.
Louis Republic.
Keeping l'lorers in Refrigerators.
There seems to be something envi¬
ously iiicongruoiis’ubout placing flow¬
ers in a refrigerator, but that is ex¬
actly what all florists do, and every¬
body secs that through this cool, not
to say chilly, treatment of them they
are preserved very satisfactorily. The
florist Thorley is said to be the first
man who ever used a refrigerator in
ibis way. Before going into the flow¬
er business he did a large butchering
business in Washington Market. With¬
out any particular theory in the -mat¬
ter he put the flowers in the refrigera¬
tor because he had been iu the habit
of putting his meat there. The effect
was, of course, to arrest the develop¬
ment of the flowers. When they wore
taken out they were nearly as fresh
and crisp as when they went in. The
use of the refrigerator was rapidly
adopted and the refrigerator is now
one of the most expensive appoint¬
ments in a flower shop. They are all
illuminated with electric lights and the
temperature is about fifty-five or sixty.
Before the refrigerators were intro¬
duced the flowers were kept in layers
underneath the counter, but the heat
of the store, especially at night, hud
the effect of wilting them badly.
— [New York World.
A Society with a Handle.
As a proof that a weakness for high
sounding names is not confined to the
people of the United States, an Ameri¬
can newspaper cites the ease of an
English organization which calls itself
“The Society for the Better Promotion
of Relaxation from Business Cares and
Enjoyment During Luncheon Hours in
the Municipality of London.”
A Wail of the Unappreciated.
The poets all have sung their songs in tones
of lo\ ing praise.
OE fightin’ men and all that set for countless
years and days,
Until I think it almost time to inakel’egasus
prance
In ringin’ in some word for them as never
had a chance.
I know a dozen fellows now that somehow
stayed behind,
Ami why, no one could ever tell, fer they
was men of mind.
All brainy men and statesmen, too, as mod¬
ern statesmen go
But somehow, in tin- wicked world, they've
never had no show.
There's old dim Potts, what ought to be In
Congress right today.
He hain’t no head for business—could never
make it pay;
But when it comes to tariir, or internal rov
enue—
Xow what old Jim lie doesn’t know ain't
worth a-lookiii’ through.
But pore old Jim (a brainy man, as I have
said before),
And several men (including me) set round
the grocery store,
And there we run the country, according to
our lights
And we tigger how the workingman is losin'
all his rights.
But yet with all our good hard sense, some
loud and windy cuss,
Can put a staudilT collar on, and raise a lit¬
tle fuss,
And everybody flocks to him and lauds him
to the sky.
And leaves ■ us men of solid worth plum
stranded high and dry.
■—[Indianapolis Journal.
HUMOROUS.
Ladies in waiting—Old maids.
The seamy side—The inside of a
coat.
It is tiie locomotive that whistles at
its work.
While wc have Uncle Sam in Amer¬
ica there is Ant-werpin Belgium,
Telling « hair-raising story to a hair,
man is a deplorable instance of misdi¬
rected energy.
No matter how weak and wasted a
man may become lie always possesses
strength enough to kick the bucket.
Sicking—She had the smallpox, 1
hear. Fly kins—Yes. She’s marked
up, although she isn’t worth so much
now.
A Paris milliner has made a ten
strike by teaching her parrot, to say
every time a fair client enters, “Oh,
aint you just lovely? ’
Depositor—“Is the cashier in?’
President—“N-o: he lias gone away.”
Depositor—“Ah! Gone for a rest 1
presume.” President (sadly)—“N-o;
to avoid arrest.”
Mrs. Snodgrass—Your husband
complains that he can’t smoke tho
cigars that you bought for him. Mrs.
Snively—Well, 1 can’t wear the bon¬
net he selected for me, either.
Visitor—“You ought not to keep the
pigs so near the house.” Countrycus
—Why not?” V.—“It is not healthy.”
C.—“O, you are wrong; why, those
pigs have never liad a sick day.”
“Doctor, I have not much ready
money. Will you take your bill out
in trade?” “Oh, yes. I think that wo
can arrange that—but what is your
business?” “I’m a cornet player.”
Jinks—Why, Rinks, wlmt’s become
of your watch? Binks—Sat in the
train next to a man who asked me ten
t imes in one hour if I had the time.
Jinks—Well? Binks—Gave him the
watch.
“How pleasant it is to see husband
and wife of one mind!” “It is, in¬
deed. There’s the Robinsons, for ex¬
ample. She thinks there’s .nobody in
the world like Robinson, ana he thinks
so, too.
Fond Parent—“Now that you are
about to be married, my dear children,
I want to do the handsome thing by
you and hero is a check for $10,000.’
The Bride—“Oh, popper! How per¬
fectly lovely.” The Bridegroom—
“Would you mind getting it certified?"
“I hear your engagement with Miss
Boodie is off. How did it happen?”
“In strict confidence, Smith, she got
mad because I stoic a kiss.” “I don’t
see why that should provoke l»er>
when you were engaged?” “Well, you
3ee, I stole the kiss from another
girl.”
Tenant—1 wish you would have this
house repaired. The doors and wiu.
dows fit so badly that the draft almost
blows the hair oil' my head. Landlord
—Humph! it would be cheaper for
you to have your hair cut. Have it
done at once and I’ll knock twenty
cents ofl the month’s rent.