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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 ■ 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. -____ ,. 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 Vol. X. New Series. NO. 44- 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.