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NORTH GEORGIA TIMES
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(Seep son?.
Bocknby, baby, adrift on the river of dreams,
Bockaby, iullabr, light as a lily afloat;
The winds are asleep, and the moon hath
sjritbholden her beams;
Soft be thy slumber, at rest In tby cradle
boat.
Here in the dusk and the dimness, the silence
of sleep.
Life Is outgrowing its bands. Is unfolding
for flight;
Love, in thv heart thou art learning to laugh
and to weep—
Love, hi the dark thou-art learning the les¬
son of life,
Rockaby, lullaby.! now thou art mine, thou'
art mine!
Limgbetho Sy summer of growth, eff) my
child, oh own 1 .
For sad is the soul of the mother, when
swift, at a slcn,
The heart she hath held is a-wing, and her
0 baby hath flow;)!
—[Ida W. Be.'tham, in the Independent. ■
THE STORY OF PEG.
She was only a wee hit of a Iloosicr
girl, and yet she looked for all the
world a little witch ns she flitted in the
Minsliine hither ami thither about the
old Indiana farir.
It was tho only homo that Peg had
over known—and right well she did
know It, every nook mid corner.
From the time she could walk alone,
until she was ten years old, Teg, in
her snowy pinafore and big sunbon
uet, had carried dad's -morning lunch
to him, nit<l found the new-laid eggs
for mother on her way back.
IIow the cliilrf enjoyed the little
frame itoiise with its whito walls and
green Hinds, and the monster barn
wi;h its great haymows! How she
revelled in the orchard and. the
ture! l-Iovv she loved (bo woods, with
.
their wealth of ferns mid wildflowers!.
Yes, her young afl'ee!ions were alldfen
. teied ln the’ oiu farm, of which tile
liay and the hcises, the hens and the
flowers, were to her as necessary to,
make -it lovabl j a-wero mother and
dnd.
And always in her little brown
--hands Peg carried sweet flowers, until
the neighbors considered tho daisy,
appie-blossotr. and niignonottc hs much
a part and parcel of tho child as her
own long, wavy golden hair.
But one day there came a cloud, and
sudden end to Peg’s happy child-lire.
Dad died, and then it was found that,
owing to business reverses and the in¬
dorsement of a false friend’s no;e, Hu
old homestead was heavily mortgaged.
Mother and Peg had to leave the
farm to those who were almost strang¬
ers, while they went out into ti c great
heartless and busy world to -earn a
living.
They drifted to Chicago, where
mother made scanf w ougli wages with
'the needle, which site could ply so
skilfully.
Bnt poor mother, although she tried
to work and be cheerful for the sake
of her little daughter, was sick at
heart. She yearned for the old home,
the old times and tlie old faces.
By the time Peg was twelve years
old, the girl had lo seek work jin a
paper-box factory, (o eke out tho liv¬
ing, which grew scant er as mother’s
health grew poorer; and in another
year little I’eg was the breadwinner
for two.
When Teg was fifteen she felt like
•n old woman—ohl in trouble, and
disappointment, and heartaches. Per¬
haps, if sho had not been a simple
country’ girl, she might have made
some friend among the neighbors; but
neither she nor mother thought tlie
more rcspeclab e folks very neighbor¬
ly, while tlioso who were willing to
tvisit them were certainly not
acquaintances.
So when, live years after they went
to Chicago, mother’s tired and broken
heart stopped healing, Peg was quite
alone amid ihe thousands of tlie big
and bustling city.
And Peg was not very strong cither.
She was such a little hi: of a tiling,
and she found it hard work to keep
np with tho s out and healthy girls who
worked beside her at the factory.
When mother died si o felt worse and
grew homes!ek for the old Indiana
farm. The factory work seemed
harder than ever.
One Saturday' afternoon, when the
hands were paid, the foreman told
Peg that they would require her servi¬
ces no longer.
“I’m sorry, my girl,” he said, “but
you cannot do tho work. You ought
to take a rest.”
Peg looked at the meagre sum of
money in her hand, aud wondered
SPRING PLACE. GA.. THURSDAY. DECEMBER 25, 1890.
how long-she cot.ld rest with such a
reserve fund, aud no wotk in view.
Poor Peg!
,
All through the following week the’
weary child wandered up and down
the streets of the groat 'Western city,
seeking work and finding none.
By Saturday evening her money
was all gone, and there was no move
coining to her. She hadn't felt like
going back to her dingy room. She
wandered aimlessly about, up one
street and down another.
It was late iii the spring, and it was
nearly eight o’clock before it grew
dark. About that time she saw lights
in a small church.
It was a Saturday night prayer-meet¬
ing. and the singing caught Peg’s ear.
She wandered into the vestibule,
and scarce knowing what she did,
threw herself into the one chair which
she found there.
The people (not many)- were sing
ing and Peg recognized the hymn as
an old favoritp which they used to
sing at the little cross-road church in
Indiana.
Every word of (he hymn and cacli
note of the tune went to the gir!»’
heart.
“I heard the voice, of Jesus my,
‘Come unto me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lav down.’”
Poor Peg! She could hear no more.
The tears were flowing fast, and she
fell on her knees beside the chair,
while she buried her face in her hands
and sobbed, and sobbed, and sobbed.
Soon an elderly l dy, leaving, the
inciting earlier than the rest, came in
vestibule and was surprised to
is ‘’ ovei '‘ 1>e S kneeling dowu and cry
* l, <^
“Poor child,” she said kindly,
“what is the trouble? Had you not
belter go home?”
But the gentlo words only made
Peg cry the mote; but she mauaged
to utter between her sobs;
“I have no home.”
Something touched the good wo¬
man's susceptible heart', and raising
Peg to her feet she took the worn-ont
girl to her own home not far away.
She did not weary Peg with words.
She asked no questions, but herself
undressed tho littlo thin form, and
helped her into a bed whose linen was
as white as Peg’s pinafore used to be
iu the old days on the farm. And
soon Peg was sleeping,a little rcstlcs3.
ly perhaps, but still sleeping, while
her unknown friend, sat by the bed¬
side watching this child who had been
friendless for so long. r ihe warm
tears coursed down the good woman’s
cheeks as Peg, in her dreams, muttered
lines from ono of her okl Sunday
school hymns that had always, some¬
how, reminded the girl of her early
life in the country.
“Where everlasting spring abides,
And never withering flowers,”
She murmured. Anil soon after¬
wards,
“Sweet ilclils beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green.”
* * » * «
When Peg woke from the first sleep
she was in a fever. She grew rapidly
worse, and for many days sho knew
nothing about where she was or who
was caring for her. But she was ten¬
derly nursed and the motherly soul
who was Peg’s good angel gradually
came to love the waif sho had so
strangely picked up in tho church
vestibule.
One summer evening, when Peg was
much better, her good hostess said:
“My dear, I am going to take you
to my son s place in the country. John
is a farmer and has a delightful farm.
I think that down there we can bring
back the roses to your cheeks. Wo
shall start tomorrow.”
Peg was still very weak, and unable
to stand, or even sit up. So she was
taken to the depot iu a hack, and then
placed in the sung little stateroom of
a Pullman car. Tho ride was not a
long one; for they left Chicago after
breakfast, aifft were at their destination
before noou.
A roomy spring wagon, with plenty
of pillows and rugs, met them at the
country staiion, aud Peg was made
very comfortable. As they drove
along the roadway, between the fields
of golden wheat and green waving
corn, Peg seemed to recognize many
objects. Little by little tho truth
dawned upon iter, though sho could
hardly believe her own senses when
the wagon halted in front of her old
home. Yet it was really tree, though
even her kind friond did not know it,
aud the x’oom reserved for Peg was
the identical bedroom which she had
occupied in the days of the little white
pinafore and the big sunbonnet.
The good lady’s son was the man who
had bought the farm 1 , aud he and his
sister proved to possess as kindly
hearts as did their mother. At all
events, although it is almost four
years since she returned bo unex¬
pectedly to hev old home, Peg (strong
and healthy again) is still a visitor a 1
the Indiana farm. And she is quietly
happy, for she is engaged to be mar¬
ried to the owner of the farm, and
siio expects to remain on the dear oljl
place the remainder of her days.—
[Yankee Blade.
Portsblo Food Tablets.
“It has often occurred to me that
there ought to be a kind of dog biscuit
for human beings—something contain¬
ing alt- the ingredients necessary to
-support life, so that a man might pul
a chunk of it in his pocket and feel in¬
dependent of cooks and kitchens,”
says “Traveler” in the' Boston Post.
“Well, 1 soe that this very invention
has been made by an ingenious French¬
man, who, not improbably, had read
a translation of tho Post and acted
upon the hint 1 gave him. ‘Portable
food tablets,’ I understand, is tho
name of the new product. I should
have preferred ‘man biscuit,’ bat is*
that pass. Armed with this
and convenient form of vietusls—
equally good, he it remembered, for
breakfast, luncheon, dinner, supper,
or any hybrid meal—one can sot off on
long excursions with a security which
he never had before.
“A young feltow with a stout pair of
legs under him would bo able to spend
whole glorious days in traversing the
Berkshire hills, for example, without
being compelled to seek any indigesti¬
ble meal in somo low-lying tavern. It
is notorious that people out driving in
tho country always have to turn
around at the most interesting point
and go home (Jr an early dinner; The
‘man biscuit’ti'l change that! Evefe
well appointed rural vehicle will here¬
after contain a small tin box of this
new human provender, which (together
with a few oats for tlie horses) will
annihilate time and space, and pnt back
the hands of the clock from midday to
morning.”
Malaga drapes.
The Malaga grape is large, crisp and
delicious, and is now a special favorite
since tlie physicians were prescribing
it last Winter as tho tiling that could
bo eaten by sufferers from tho grip.
The con-umption of the fruit iu this
country has increased 100 per cent, iu
the last ten years. Bnt supplies are
limited. From a small province only
of Malaga are the grapes shipped.
They are of 6ttch a tender nature
they ean he shipped only in September,
when the fruit is first ripe, and a few
thousand barrel Is is the limit of
American shipments. Spain, how¬
ever, sends to this country largo quan¬
tities of grapes which aro called
Malagas.
Tho Spanish fruit is whito in colot
and has astonishing tenacity of life.
The grapes begin to ripen about the
middle of August and are usually bar
vested by October 1. Tho bunches,
when plucked from the vines,are piled
in ventilated places to a depth of two
or three feet and allowed to “sweat”
for a couple of days; this is to toughen
the skins. They are then packed in
barrels between layers of cork dust,
and will keep in that condition for a
long time—iudeed, for a year. Last
year 140,000 barrels, or about 3,600,
000 pounds of those grapes game to
America, aud prices for them ranged
very high. At least ’200,000 barrels
are expected to arrive in New York
this year and the demand at high pri¬
ces, will also be active.—[Cincinnati
Commercial Gazette.
Prices Paid for Wild Animals.
In the European market even wild
beasts have their price. The chief
centre of the wild beast trade (says a
Continental contemporary) is Ham¬
burg, where the price list is as follows:
Lions and tigers average $380 apiece;
leopards, $90; spotted panthers, $150;
while black panthers imngc from $700
to $750. For spotted tigers the large
sum of $120Q is paid. The market
value of a rhinoceros varies from
$1750 to $4$00; African elephants
average $250; Indian elephants $1600.
The price of monkeys ranges from
$4 for a small monkey to $500 for
chimpanzees and orang-outangs.
A NOVEL HALL.
It Is Made From One of Cali¬
fornia’s Mammoth Trees.
Ten Men Took Seventy-Two
Days to Cut the Forest Giant.
A novel hall is now on exhibition in
San Francisco which is only seven feet
in height and twenty feet, in diameter,
jit contains nothing inside but a row of
bright lights, yet it is an aged curiosi¬
ty. It was made from a section of a
“Big Tree,” Sequoia Gigantea, which
i was growing until last winter in Tulare
Count.., Cal.
Tho tree is supposed to have stood
in the forest for nearly three thousand
years. It measured at its base ninety
nine feet in circumference, and its
height was three hundred and twelve
feet. Last January men were sent
into the forest to cut the tree when
snow was sixteen feet in depth around
its trunk. It took ten men seventy
two days to cut the tree, and several
mouths were consumed in taking out
the inner portion of tho section find
preparing it for exhibition. ‘‘It was
, the hardest work I ever did in my
life,” remarked one of the exhibitors.
The section composing the lmil was
severed from the trunk at a distance
of tweutv-eiglit feet from the ground.
No saw was long enough for cutting
through the large trunk, therefore it
was necessary to have ono made for
this purpose. Tho Pacific steel woi ks
produced one as long as possi¬
ble, it being twenty-two feet and re¬
quiring eight men to work it. This
length fell short of what was needed,
but by fastening strong wire on either
end of the saw tho section was at
length cut from tho trunk, which was
sixty feot in circumference at this
point.
The sectton was #<a P avatc<1 5nto
8everal piece8 ’ °" e which 5s now tlie
floor of the hall is solid piece , weigh¬
a
ing 10,728 pounds. It is one foot in
height by twenty feet in diameter.
Another piece of tho same height
and diameter, makes the flat roof of
tho ball. Tho various pieces wore
transported to the city on flat cars, and
freight was paid on seventy thousand
pounds.
As one enters the largo tent on Mar¬
ket, street, the section now made into
a hall is seen in the centre. It is
raised several feet from th» ground
aud stands on niue turned pedestal*
made from the same tree. Five or
six steps lead tip into the hall, these
being also made from the tree. Much
of the outer bark has been burned oft’,
leaving some of tho remainder
blackened by the fire.
Many big trees have tins blackened
appearance, caused, it is supposed, by
some great fire hundreds of years ago.
In proof that tho fire is of no recent
date, sugar pines from thirty to thirty
six feet in circumference, and two
hundred and fifty feet in height have
been found growing by the side of
blackened sequoia trees and showing
no signs of tire, proving that the pines
have grown to their large size since
the great conflagration.
Elegant, souvenirs are carved and
polished by wood turners at one side
of tho tent. All souvenirs being made
from the tree and its thick bark, found
one hundred feet up the trunk, where
the fire got no hold upon it. One hun¬
dred and thirty little boys were stowed
inside of this hall at once, not long
since) and another day eighty-four
girls and boys from the aces of seven
to fifteen, also one man, were all stand¬
ing in the tree-hall together. After¬
wards a photograph of the latter group
was taken, and is now exhibited there.
A swinging door was cut from the sec¬
tion and serves to close the opening at
tic top of (he flight of stairs.
In the floor of the hall a curiosity is
seen in the shape of tree bark several
inches iu length. It is supposed that
some hundreds of years ago the tree
was injured at this spot from some
cause, and as the trunk increased in
size it grew around it, leaving the bark
inside as seen today. It is the inten¬
tion to exhibit this section of the
largest tree ever cut iu California in
various cities prior to being taken to
the World's Fair at Chicago.—[New
York Observer.
“Why don’t you marry one of the
5)mith girls? Don’t they know
•Bough?” “Yes. thev ‘no 1 to much.”
Vol. X. New Series. NO. 47-
The Chinese Sacred Lily.
The (Jhincj-e sacred or Oriental lily
is one of the most charming plants for
indoor culture. The Shui Sin Far, ot
Water Fairy Flower, Joss Flower, ot
Flower of the Gods, &c., as it is
called by the. Celestials, is a variety ol
narcissus, bearing in lavish profusion
chaste flowers of silvery white, with
golden yellow cups. It is of exquisite
beauty and perfume. It is grown by
tho Chinese, according to their ancient
custom, to herald the advent of their
new year and as a symbol of good
luck.
The bulbs are grown by a method
known only to themselves, whereby
they attain great size and vitality, in¬
suring luxuriant, growth and immense
spikes of flowers; in fact, the incred¬
ibly short time required to bring the
bulbs into bloom (four or six weeks
after planting) is one of the wonders
of nature. “Y m can almost see them
grow,” succeeding everywhere and
with everybody. They do well in pots
of earth, but are more novel and
beautiful grown in shallow bowls of
water, with enough fancy pebbles lo
prevent them toppling over when iu
bloom.
A dozen bulbs started at intervals
will give a succession of flowers
throughout the winter. As tho plant
is partially aquatic in its nature,plenty
of water is necessary. If it be grown
In soil it should be light and sandy.
After the bulbs have been planted
they should bo kept in a closet or in a
cool, dark place for a few days to in¬
duce a growth of roots before the tops
start; afterward they should be placed
in a sunny window.
They succeed in an ordinary living
room, yet it is necessary for them to
be kept away from the gas, as it
causes the flowers to blast. By mak¬
ing a small incision with a knife
across the top of the bulb in two or
three places from one-half to otic inch
from the centre, a fresh lot of leaves
is caused and flower stalks will start
from those points. The cutting, how¬
ever, must be carefully done, so as not
to injure the bulb ; tho skin simply
need bo cot to liberate tho leaves.
Tho Chinese lily bulbs sell at 25 cents
each or $2.50 per dozen.—[New York
Times.
Fire Escape Drills In Schools.
The practising of pupils in the tiro
drill, in order to prevent accidents
from the alarm of lire, is now regarded
as a most important part of school
training. In (lie schools of Vienna,
Ihe fire-escape drill is executed in
three different ways. In tlie case of a
lire in the neighborhood (Signal No.
1) the pupils place their books in their
satchels, put on their outer garments,
and leave the class room in groups ol
four. If tlie danger is imminent (Sig.
nal No. 2) the books aro left, the
outer garments rapidly put ou and tho
class room is vacated.
In case of extreme per l (Signal No.
3) tho books and clothing are left, and
the exit is made immediately in groups.
In tho fire drill at Hamilton, Canada,
arrangements are also made for each
class to keep its own side of tlie stair¬
way, and move on independently of
other classes preceding or following.
Iu this school 600 pupils have vacated
their class room in less than two min¬
utes. The tire drill is not only an ef¬
fective safeguard against tho danger
of panics, but is also a good gymnas¬
tic exerc’se.
The Ludicrous in Otter Hunting.
Hunting the otter is not altogethci
devoid of the ludicrous element, lot
in the excitement of the chase many t
bold follower lias lost his foothold on
the slippery rocks and has found him¬
self not lauded on terra iinna, bill
soused into an adjoining pool, amid
the shouts of laughter from his more
fortunate companions; then, again, in
these days of barbed wire, used by the
farmers to keep their cattle from wad¬
ing across tlie stream into their neigh¬
bor’s land, the unwary sportsman finds
himself hooked np, and in trying to
extricate himself from the first grasp,
finds that he has hopelessly go' himself
entangled by a further and a stronger
hold.— [Commercial Advertiser.
The Austrian Hangman.
In Austria the hangman is a man
named Seigfried, who wears a black
uniform, with a cocked hat and white
gloves. He has never had to hang a
woman, for the emperor th.nks stran¬
gulation is a punishment which should
be reserved for males.—[Chicago
Times.
Endurance.
Cow much the heart may bear, and yet not
break 1
How much the flesh mav suffer and not
die!
I question much if any pain or ache
Of soul or body brings our end more
nigh.
Death ehoses his own time; till that is wort
All evils may be borne.
We shrink and shudder at the surgeon’s
knife,
Each nerve recoiling from the cruel steel,
Whose edge seems searching for ilie quivee
ling life;
Yet to our sense the. hitter pangs reveal
That Mill, although the trembling flesh bo
torn.
This, also, can be borne.
We see a sorrow rising In our way.
And try to tlce from the approaching ill.
We seek some small escape—we weep ant
Pr-iy, v
But when the blow falls, then our hearts
arc still—
Not that the pain is of its sharpness shorn,
But think it. must be borne.
We wind our life about another life.
We hold it eloser, dearer than our own;
Anon it faints anil falls in deadly strife.
Leaving us stunned, and stricken, and
alone;
But ah! we do not die with those we mourn i
This, also, can be borne.
Behold, we live through all things, famine,
thirst.
Bereavement, pain; all grief and misery,
All woe and sorrow; life inflicts Its worst
On soul and body, but we cannot die.
Though we he sick, ami tired, and faint, aud
worn;
Lo! all things can he borue.
HUMOROUS.
No man is as good at homo as his
picture looks in a neighbor’s album.
If one cannot go to s'ecp, why not
wait patiently for sleep to come to
him.
Teacher—My’ little girl, what must
you do to bo forgiven? Little Girl—
S.ii, sir.
The finest young ladies’ seminary in
this country is noted for its miss-man¬
agement.
No matter how deaf a man- may be
elsewhere, he can always have a hear¬
ing in court.
A good jest is like a diamond. IU
sparkle is often the result of much pa¬
tient grinding.
It seems to be easier to bo a Na*
poleon of Finance than to pay oik
hundred cents on a dollar.
Potts—I can tell plush from seal two
blocks away. Watts—IIow? Potts—
By the way the wearer carries liet
head.,
Philanihropist—I suppose this lazi¬
ness is bred in you fellows. Tramp—
Not by a big sight. 1’m as empty ai
a vacuum.
Mrs. Wrangle—If you keep on star
'ng out so late you’ll kill yourself.
Mr. Wrangle—Then I’ll still bo youi
late husband.
“Ten dimes make ono dollar,” said
the schoolmaster.” “Now go on, sir.
Ten dollars make one—what?” “They
make one mighty glad these times.”
A scandal-monger is a person who
talks to our neighbors about us. An
entertaining talker is a person who
tells us mean stories about our neigh¬
bors.
The man who howls loudest about
tlie “equality of man” is invariably the
man who is most lirmly convinced that
the world con.aius no ono equal to
himself.
Little girl (reading about poor King
Henry the First) : “After the death ol
his son he never smiled again-”
(Pause.) But, ma, what did he do
when they tickled him?
Mrs. Hojack—So Harry Hansom is
to lead Miss Ophelia to the altar, is
he? Iloiack—If he is there will be #
radical change in affairs. Sho has
been leading him so far.
Mrs. Faddle—Thomas, if you were
to meet a Knight of the Bath in Eng¬
lish society how would yon address
him? Mr. Faddle—If would depend
on whether it was soap or towels that
I wanted.
Sergeant in the Instruction Hour
Yon see, the barrel is the most im¬
portant part of the gnn, for the inner
part of it gives direction to the ball,
while the outer part of it gives the
weapon the requisite length.
“Father,” said the young man who
had been severely lectured, “I have
done my best.” “Yes,” said the old
gentleman, “when I think of your
facility in the line of blunders I am
disposed to conclude that you hava
You have done nothin?.”