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t rt V NORTH GEORGIA TIMES. C. B. N. CARTER, KINO. I Proprietor S. I Wonnded Knee. T "Blw np your rifles !” Stern and clear Ring out the words upon the ear. Yet none of all that motley band Or moves an eye or stirs a hand. In silence anil disdain profound Gaze those grim warriors on the ground, Though round about them ringwise runs A glittering wall of deadly guns. What ails those wild and savage men Hemmed there like cattle in a pen ? Black-haired, high-cheeked and eagle-eyed, Have they no fear, no hate, no pride? , Ragged they are, and hunger gnaws The vitals of their sullen squaws. “Give up your rifles!” Now they look Like painted Indians in a book. Each warrior's arms are crossed, and rest Beneath his b'auket, on his breast. They make no sign, yet soaring high Drifts one lone buzzard through the sky. “Give up your rifles!” To and fro Those gaunt forms sway in rhythm slow. Listen! What menus that guttural moan, That weird, unearthly monotone? “Enough of this!” The captain’s brow Grows black. '‘Forward aud search them now.” Down drops the buzzard in the blue— Is that the death chant of the Sioux? Quickly with leveled guns the men Step out, the ring contracts, and then— Red devils, desperate and rash, Fighting in ragged lire aud crash Of sudden rifles; sulphurous air And lithe fiends leaping everywhere! Here shakes the dripping tomahawk, There falls the splintered rifle stock. And yonder, with uplifted knifo The lean squaw writhes amid the strife! And all is over. White and red Together piled lie torn and dead. Now rake the long ravines with shot And riddle every hiding spot! Let none of them escape to toil How many pale-faced warriors fell. ’Tis done, ’twas done, now as we ought Let ns remember how they fought. Was the Old Guard at Waterloo Less desperate than those filthy Sioux? “Yield you, brave Frenchmen” was the cry; “We never yield,” they said, “we die!” Was Custer, when he fought that day, More daring and less rash than they? Murderous and treacherous at best, But no slurs ’gainst their courage rest. I praise them not, I love them not, But ere their prowess be forgot, And ere their tribe be dead and dumb, Oh that some native bald would come To sing in weird and worthy strain Those wariors of wood and plain, To weave in sad and moving song The story of their hate aud wrong! Perchance some sweeter time might hear And blot the page with many a tear! —[George Horton, in Chicago Herald. .A A Maiden of Yucatan, BY ALICE D. LE PI.ONdEON. The first time we saw her, Concliita Was seated on a very upright chair, the high heel of her dainty shoe caught on one of the lower bars, so as to raise her foot to a height enabling her to sustain her guitar in a right position. She was one of the many guests in a large house owned and occupied by a wealthy planter, who delighted in throwing open his doors to all friends during the time of a groat annual fair, when lodgings were hard to find. Conchita’s father was a rich planter, making plenty of money by the labor of poor Indians. Yes, Don F-made plenty of money, bnt did not keep it, for he was an inveterate gamester. All his wife’s entreaties availed noth¬ ing. His object in attending (he great fair in the city of Izamai (Yucatan) was to sacrifice a few hours and many dollars at the tables, squandering the profits obtained from his sugar plan¬ tation. Ho was quite an old man, and the only being he really seemed to lcve was )about his daughter Conchita. She was seventeen years old, very small, hot more than four ieet ten incites in ^eight,and proportionately d brunette, slender. perhaps A very pronounce paving a slight tinge of Indian blood; this was particularly noticeable in her exceedingly dark eves, and the obsti¬ nate straightness of her luxuriant black locks. Conchita had not a pretty figure, nevertheless she was graceful, and had bcauliful little hands which appeared to advantage in playing the guitar- ,For the rest, (hough Conchita was called a belle, she really could make no pretentions to beauty, but a piquant expression made her face at¬ tractive. The wonder was how she managed to get music from the guitar, her hands being so very small. She wore a pink muslin dress, and various pruftffiPlRi el gold, It pnly eleven ' SPRING PLACE. GA.. THURSDAY. MARCH: 19, 1891. o’clock in the morning, but as soon as high mass had been celebrated in the great church standing on the opposite side of the square, the bullfight would commence; and merrv maids wore in evening dress, ready for that enter¬ tainment. The bull ring stood in the middle of the square. From the Salon where we sat listening to Conchita’s performance, we soon saw people eagerly thronging to the spot; the gayly dressed white people, and the far more numerous natives, all clothed in white. Big and small, rich and poor, all must enjoy the bull fight. Many ladies took with them several young children, and as many servants to look after them. “Come! come!” exclaimod Conchi¬ ta, “we shall miss the first bull." Wo all went to the ring and occupied a large box. Neither man nor horses were sacrificed on that occasion, nor even injured; only a few bulls were killed, much more mercifully thau iu any slaughter house. Every one en¬ joyed the fight; Conchita’s cheeks were flushed to a pretty pink. When we had returned to the house and partaken of fruit, Conchita came to me with her hands full of gold ounces, sixteen dollar pieces; six or eight of them filled hor small palm. Said she, “See what papa has given me to play with I” “And are you going to gamble?” asked I. “No,” laughed Bhe, “I am goiug to keep it.” If sho did lose any of that gold at the roulette table, we were not pres¬ old; but her father threw away a few thousand dollars that very night, only desisting at sunrise because he had no more on hand to lose. He expressed no regret, but played again in the afternoon, merely saying, “Santa Ma¬ ria” (the name of his plantation) “will givo it all back to me in a few months.” Evening found Conchita at the ball, her clear brown skin made chalky vvliito with powder, in which respect she was no exception to the other ladies; and all wore artificial flowers, though natural ones could easily be obtained. When the fair was over, Conchita was one of the first to teavo Izamai for her home in tlm more eastern city of Valladolid. Don F.’s traveling carriago was ono of those peculiar conveyances called Colan Kocho, a wagon whose bottom is a network of thick ropes, on which is spread a thin mattress, serving as seat. Conchita said she would never oc¬ cupy any other part than the foremost end of it; so there sho took her place beside the driver, a bare-footed, dark skinned native, in white cotton gar¬ ments. Conchita had on a cambric dress, and a Mexican rebozo (scarf) over her head and shoulders—for it is only during the last few years that the ladies of Yucatan have taken to the use of hats and gloves. Don F stretched himself at full-length on the mattress and fell asleep, according to his habit. Later on we saw Conchita at her home. She, not her mother, seemed to rule the household. Her three young brothers, one sister aud half a dozen Indian servants all promptly obeyed her orders, though she seemed to bestow no affection on any of them. When next wo met Conchita she was in the capital, Merida, where the fam¬ ily had moved, occupying one of their own houses, so that the children might have more educational advantages than they were afforded at Valladolid. As for Don F--, he was nearly always away at the plantation. With a carriage of her own, a fine piano and first-class teacher, Conchita was fairly contented; but a new thought had crept into her life, and much of her time was spent swinging in her silky pita, hammock, and tak¬ ing occasional whiffs from the dainti¬ est of cigarettes. About what was her mind so busy? Why, the poor little thing was in love, and even her piano hardly interested her any longer; it required much coaxing to induce her to practise half an hour a day. It would have beeu quite different had the course of her true love run smooth. But alas 1 her father bitterly Opposed her marrying a carpopter, even though that industrious young man did call himself a cabinet maker. What was to be done? Conchita was a very dutiful child, and really loved her father, he jtaylhg always gratifle^ her little whims and fancies. So when ba forbade her to speak to or look at ths dear Lorenzo, she yielded implicit obedience, requesting the loved one to not even approach the window behind w^ose iron bars she some times sat to look abroad. She would pass in her carriage by his door, where he was taking the cool evening air, and nover turned her head his way, saying to us, “It is hard, but he knows I think of him.” When carnival time came round, nt the gay and brilliant balls where ono seemed to be transported to Spain it¬ self, Conchita might dance with whom she pleased save him. Then she sighed and said, “How hard; the only ono I should like to dance with, I may not even glance at with a look of recogni¬ tion ; but some day papa will give his consent, when ho sees how sad my life will become.” And be did at last; after threo years’ patient waiting the wedding was cele¬ brated with Don F-’s full blessing. Just in time, for only a few weeks aftor Conchita had worn white satin and orange blossoms, she had to don a black garb and mourn the death of her father. AVheu we asked what she would have done about marrying, had lie passed away without giving liis con. sent, she replied, “Remained single all my life and Lorenzo would have done the same.” When we last saw Conchita sho was fondly gazing on a little morsel of humanity, and she said, “Papa would have loved it.”—[Boston Transcript. Cremation is Older Than Inhumation. If sun and lire worship be the earli¬ est forms of religion in the world, it is reasonable to infer that cremation is older than inhumation. And yet the Chaldeans, who were fire worshippers, regarded the burning of a human body as a pollution of their deity, and the ancient Parsees, as do their modern representatives, exposed their dead to the attacks of beasts of prey, caring not about the flesh, and confident in the indestructibility of the bones. It is curious, however, that the ancient German races did not regard it as a pollution of the Earth deity to bury their dead. The Scythians, again, de¬ clined both fire and earth, and made their graves in the air, hanging the bodies ou trees, while the Ichthyo phagi of Egypt sought theirs in the sea. Theso last, it will be observed thought to avoid corruption in the very manner which the Homeric heroes dreaded most—by the extinction of the fire of the soul in water. The old Balearians, according to Diodorus Siculus, adopted a curious compromise. They affected urn burial without burniug—crushing the flesh and bones into urns, upon which they heaped wood without fire. Aud that the Hebrews were not unacquainted with cremation is certain, for the men of Jabesh burned the bodies of Saul aud his sons. The Massagetae, who, according to Herodotus, inhabited the country to the east of the Caspian, had a cheerful habit of boiling their aged and infirm relatives, and of feasting on their bodies, “esteeming universally this mode of death the happiest,” Those who died from disease, however, were not eaten, but were buried in the earth as altogether unfortunate subjects, to be forgotten quickly as unworthy members of the family. Yet a9 the Massagetae were sun worshipers, we may imagine something of the religious element iu the boiling process.— [Scottish Magazine. A 'Witty Answer Brought Success. A young newspaper man who last spring found himself in Whitman County, Washington, 500 miles from his base of supplies and “broke” hired out to a farmer. Ho was set to plough¬ ing with a pair of horses, but both man and beasts being new to the business, the furrows looked as if they were the result of au earthquake rather than of design, so crooked and zigzag were they. At the close of the day the farmer rather testily criticised the job. The newspaper man felt that his doom was sealed, but mustered courage to reply: “I know the rows are rather crooked, but the sun was exceedingly hot today, and it warped them.” The answer turned away the farmer’s wrath, and, instead of being discharged, the newcomer was given a nuich easier and ploasanter job, and i» yow the farmer's WHETSTONES. Their Production Is an Impor¬ tant Industry. Wonderful Stones Used for Making Steel Blades Keen, “Au important industry of tho world is the production of whet¬ stones,” said Curator Merrill of the Smithsonian Institute to a Washington Star reporter. “The finest whetstones known for the sharpening of fine edged tools are obtained from Arkansas, In that elate are beds of what is called *no vaculite,’ which is scientifically known as an ‘altered schist.’ This means a deposit of a flinty nature, usually combined with limestone, tho rock thus produced being changed in such a manner molccularly, by process not altogether understood, as to supply a surface most suitable for grinding. Arkansas furnishes tho most entire supply of novaculite for tho United States, aiso filling a large part of tho export demand, which is very consid¬ erable. The main deposit of the ma¬ terial is in a single hill about 500 feet high. For the sharpening of keen edged tools, razors excepted, this no¬ vaculite is unrivalled, It is a very beautiful stone, of snowy whiteness, and is quite costly because it has to be' cut by diamond dust, owing to its ex¬ treme hardness. “Next in point of quality tor whet¬ stone purposes is a gray, fine-grained sandstone from Orange county, Ind. It is called indifferently ‘Hindoostan stone’ or ‘Orange couuty stone.’ Vory commonly it is made into long spikes for sharpening knives upon in the kitchen, and for this purposo it is far better than steel. Another sandstone employed for the same purpose is married in Cortland county, N. Y., yE?iU A called, without any reason that I know of, ‘Labrador stone.’ It is of a dark gray color. “A still coarser whetstone for scythes and other such tools is made from Berea grits, a sandstone found in the neighborhood of Berea, Ohio. Also there are certain qualities of fine¬ grained mica schists—a crystalline rock of quartz and mica—which are ob¬ tained from New Hampshire and Ver¬ mont and utilized for hones where¬ with to grind tools of a bigger sort. But it must be understood that there is hardly such a hing as a whetstone quarry. Nearly every quarry from which whetstones are derived is worked chiefly for obtaining building stone, the small pieces of particularly fine grade only being utilized for mak¬ ing whotstones. “Three stones imported from abroad are employed in this country for whetstones. Best known of these is the German razor hone, which is com¬ monly used by barbers for sharpen¬ ing their razors and is in all probabil¬ ity tho best substance for ilie purpose kuowu. It is found chiefly near Rat isbon, Germany, in the old river bed. During tho poriod of early geological formation the river brought down to that point mud, which was deposited on the bottom. This mud varied in material from one season to another, depending upo n tho source from which it was derived, so that dur ing one year it was white aud during another blue. Subsequently, in the course of ages, the mud became stone, and now the white layers serve to sharpen the blades, by which civilized men all over tho world keep their faces clean of hair. Because the white stone is costly it is usual to back a thin slab of it with another slab of cheap blu stone, fastening the two together with cement. Such is tho ordiuary razor hone of commerce. “There are two other foreign whet¬ stones commonly used in this country. One of those is a fine-grained schist from Scotland known as tho ‘Water of Ayr,’ and used much by carpenters and stonecutters for rubbing down the surfaces of other stones. The other is the ‘Turkey oilstone,’ resembling novaculite. “The stones used in this country for grindstones are mostly from Ohio and Nova Scotia, the latter supplying the best grade, which does excellently for scythes. Of foreign grindstones most come from England. Of all whet¬ stones the most curious aud interesting are those which are utili%Gil by en¬ gravers to shqfpgq their |?igrayiug Vol. XL New Series. NO. 7 tools. They are of every shape imag¬ inable, from long noedlc-Iike~points to fine-edged, sticks, the object being to grind the little points and edges of the steel instruments which could not be sharpened upon an ordinary hone.” The Great Fall of the Barings. It would be difficult to find a parallel such a sudden descent from im¬ wealth to comparative poverty as that of tho partners in the great firm of Baring Brothers & Co., of London, England. Lord lteveletoke was build¬ a splendid mansion in Mayfair which was to cost $500,000, hut 1ms surrendered this as well as tho rest of his property to his creditors to bo realized upon as among the assets of tho firm. The other brothers have dealt with their property in tho same way. M. Hodgson, who was a silent part, ner only, and drew $40,000 a year from his share of tho profits of tho business, had a magnificent place in Kent, where the family had dwelt for three generations. This lie has given over as it stands, houso, furniture, works of art and everything, to tho liquidators, and finds himself begin¬ ning life again at an advanced ago at a salary of $500 per year in tho ser¬ vice of tho revived limited company of Barings & Co. Another partner, Mr. Steuart, father in-law to Herbert Ward of Stanley and Africa fame, had purchased one of tho most palatial houses in Carlton House terrace, and was spending $750, 000 in decorating aud finishing it. The house was to bavo been occupied by him this spring and a great house¬ warming was planned. He considers himself fortunate to find a purchaser for it in tho person of Mrs. Mackay. Yet another member of the firm, Henry Bingham Mildway, had a'eplen did houso and estate in Kent, for which he has found a tenant for three years in Sir Henry James.—[San Frauii4oo Cjiror ’j f m ——~ Co-operative Farming is Unprofitable. Co-operative farming ou a large scalo has nover yet beon found profit¬ able. Many attempts have been mado to carry out such enterprises, but all bavo failed disastrously. There are many serious difficulties in tho way of success which seem to be insurmount¬ able, and tho fundamental principle upon which these enterprises are or¬ ganized are greatly opposed to human nature. It is impossible to gather even so few as a hundred persons who are all animated by the same spirit or possess the requisite self-control and congenial habits to work together smoothly'. Differences are 6ure to oc¬ cur which cause divisions, and the com. pact soon falls apart and the enterprise disintegrates and fails generally with disaster to all concered. Much more is it injudicious to undertake such en¬ terprises iu a foreign country. Ono case recently occurred in which a colony of farmers were induced to go to Mexico under illusive promises of wealth to be acquired with great rapidity. The unhappy victims are reluming, with the loss of all their money and time, at tho expense of their friends, who are called upon for assistance. Iu other cases Govern¬ ments have had to come to the relief of tho disappointed colonists and bring them home at the public ex¬ pense. If a score of neighbors cannot successfully enter into simple co¬ operative enterprises which promise to be profitable among themselves, it is far less probable that more extensive projects should meet with success and still less those in foreign countries.— [New York Times. Babies in a Sleigh. A novelty in baby carriages, inspired by the holiday snows, is a double end er sleigh in ivory-white and gold. When two little twin cherubs, their noses and checks pink with the frosty air, aro stowed away in either end wrapped in soft furs, and a good looking French maid in a white cap is at the other end of the string, the whole cavorting along the walks, it forms a sight for the gods.—[New York letter. The Supreme Test. “He referred me to you as to his honesty.” “And I certainly can indorse him thoroughly. Why, my dear sir, I’d trust that man with—with—why, with an umbrella.”—[Philadelphia Time** What They Knew. The ancient Gauls used a reaping ma¬ chine. Hobbs gave his name to a lock found in the tomb of Egypt. Coins far back were stamped with engraved record, dif s so that we have lost the and movable types are said to have beeu known to the Romans. In all that pertains to sculpture and painting the ancients knew so much that their superiority has never been ques¬ tioned, atul their work remains as unsur¬ passed models. All tho mechanical powers, the screw, lever, pulley, incline plane, wedge, wheel and axle, were known to tho an¬ cients and used in every day life. They were expert builders, as existing relics testify. In our schools at the present day we use “Euclid’s Elements of Geometry,” writ'en by Euclid 2,300 years ago. Eu¬ clid also wrote on music and optics, an¬ tedating much which we think we dis¬ covered. Natural gas conveyed in bamboo tubes was utilized in China centuries ago, aud one of the Mongolian authors writes of boxes which repeated the sound of voices of men long since dead--an approxima¬ tion to the phonograph of Edison. The people of Tyre were such experts in dyeiug that the Tyrian purple remains unexcelled to this day. The Egyptians were also wonderful dyers, and could produce colors so durable that they may be called imperishable. The ancients were wonderful glass workers, and discovered a method of making it malleable, which we bavo not been able to do. They could spin glass into garments, dye it in every shade of the rainbow aud etch it with marvelous skill. Layard found in the ruins of Nineveh what Sir David Brewster pronounced to bo a “magnifying glass,” and nearly 4000 year ago tho Egyptians and Assy¬ rians observed the stars through a “slid¬ ing tube,” which we have reason to believe was a telescope. Twenty centuries before the birth ot Watt, Hero of Alexandria described machines whose motive power was steam. He also inventod a double force pump, used modern as a turbine fire engine, wheel and anticipated machine tho he named by a “Neolpile.” The science of optics must have been pretty far advanced in the days of Alex¬ ander .the Great, because we know he bed a copy of tho “Hind” 'n.-Jc - . a uu—i-'fil, u.A :. .1 . 'i; • ^ it could not have been * aid of a microscope. In medical skill the oriental physician* of India practiced vaccination 1,000 year* ago. Anesthetics were known in the days of Homer, and tho Chinese 3,000 years ago had a preparation of hemp, known as “una yo,” to deaden pain—• something similar to the modern cocaine. The Art of Being Entertained. Let everything dark melt away before a sunny nature. If you go to a home for a social visit, be merry, be easy of mau ner, ready to join iu what has been pre¬ adapting pared for yourself you. Learn the surroundings. great art of to your Don’t forever expect your friends to ac¬ company you, or show you around. Go off by yourself, even though you have no special errand. Show your hostess that you do not expect her or her family to continually wait upon you. Enter into the family circle, be “one of them in spirit, so that, when after a hearty hand¬ shake at the station, it may be said of you: “What a pleasure she has been! How easy to entertain!”— The Ladies' Borne Journal. The Light of The Sun. The sun gives 600,000 times as much light ns the full moon, 7,000,000,000 times as much as the brightest star in the sky and 38,000,000 times ns much as all the stars in the heavens combined. In size the sun equals l,8u0,000 earths, but owing to its smaller density its weight equals only 300,000 earths. — Current Literature. Beware at Ointments far Catarrh That Contain Mercury. As mercury will sarely de.troy the tense ot smell and completely derange the whole sys¬ tem when entering it th.i.ugb the mucous sur faces, Such articles should never bo used ex eept on pro criptions ironi reputable fold physi¬ cians, os i he . amage possibly they will no is ten to the good you can derive from them. Hall’s Catarrh ( 'arc, manufactured by F. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, O., contuins no mer¬ cury, and the is taken and internally, an i acts direct¬ of the ly upon blood mucous surfaces system. In the buying genuine, Hall’s Catarrh is taken internal¬ Cure be sure to get it ly, and made iu Tu.edo, Ohio, by F. J. Cheney A llo. bottle. Sold by Druggists, price 75c. per Timber, Mineral, Farm Lauds and Arkansas, Ranches In Missouri, Kansas, Texas and I ought and sold. Tyler & Co., Kansas City.Mo. Prepare For Spring By Building up Your System So as to Prevent That Tired Feeling Or Other Illness. Now Take Hood’s Sarsaparilla r ' •' -