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VOLUME V.
CANTON, GEORGIA, SATURDAY MORNING. JANUARY 27,1883.
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NUMBER 7.
THE CHEROKEE ADVANCE.
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BEN F. FERRY,
LOCAL AGENT
FIRE AND'LIFE INSURANCE CO
Office in store of J. M. Me A.FEE.
J. W. JARVIS,
JEWELER AND PHOTOGRAPHER,
C'ANTON, GEORGIA.
Can lie found at his Qillety, at any
time where he is always n a )y to do good
work at a low price. _ [Ju’-ylfitf
W.A.AG.irTEAStY,
ATTORNEYS at LAW,
CANTON, GEORGIA.
Will give prinept attention to all bns-
idess inti listed to them. WM practice
in all the courts of the county, and in
the Supeiior courts of the Blue Ridge
circuit. 1 fjui7 ly
b. f.Fayne,
P. P. DrPREE.
PAYNE Sl DuPREE
Attorneys at Law,
—BY—
G. W. EVANS,
Gainesville Street, : CANTON, GA.
Near the Railroad D.pat.
Horses and Buggies at reasonable
pr'ces.
Carriages and Horses always ready.
Will send to aDy part of the country,
with careful drivers and gentle teams.
All kinds ot stock fe 1 and well cared
for.
HAULING AND DRAYING
done at low rates.
Customers will tye politely waited on
at all hours, day or night.
G. W. EVANS,
nov26 81 til Proprietor.
D R. W. A. GREENE.
O FFERS his professional services to
to the citizens o’ 0 inter—ind will
practice out of the Village In Surgery
and Consultation.
FE12S same as other Physicians,
N. B.—The old Reliable Clieroltcc
Drug Store will continue to keep a
full stock of Drugs and Medicines and
sell them cheap for ca“h. [*ep7 ’82 2iu
CANTON;
GEORGIA.
L. J. GARTRELL,
Attorney at Law,
) Whitehall St., Atlanta, Georgia
Will practice in the U. S, Circuit and
District Courts of Atlanta, and the Su
premo s^| V Su parlor (Jeurt of the Statn.
I
DR. J. M. TURK,
£ Office on Main Street—Fronting
Church Street.
Will attend cslD at all hours. If I am
not at try office when yau^»*Kfor me, look
at the slate in window, or call on Holland
A Hardin, or enquire at my residence.
In connection witli the practice. I have
Drum to suit this i cation of country, which
1 will tell cheep.
I ask try fiDudu to call and ice mo.
Canton,'July 22, 188:1.
H. W. NK WM AN. JNO. T. ATTAWAY
NEWMAN & ATTAWAY,
Attorneys at Law,
CANTON, : : OfiCHGlA
Wi'.l practice in the Superior Court of
Cherokee and adjoining counties. Prompt
attention civen to nil hueine-u placed in
their hands. Office in the Court House.
H. H. McENTYRE,
13 riel*, r*lasterinef,
AND STONE WORKMAN,
CANTON, GEORGIA'.
Iam fully prepared tc do any kind of
Masonty or P-astt ring at the lowest possible
rate«, and solicit the patronage of tho c e de»
siring tyork in my line., 11, II. McEntyiik
JOHN H. BELL,
Carpenter*,
Having permanently located in Can
tin—He it now prepared to do all kinds
of carpenter’s work. Building and re
pairing promply done at satisfactory
prices. Parties contemplating building,
will find it to their interest to get my
prices before closing contwcts with oth'
er workmen. J. H. DELL.
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NEW
ENTERP RISE!
TIN SHOP.
J. H. STEADMAN,
Manufacturer ol all Tinware, roofing,
guttering, stove pipes, gas pipes, steam
pipes and anything made of tin, etc.
Repairing.—Will repair any and ev
erything trom a tin cup to a forty horse
engine at short notice. All charges low
and work warranted. Marietta street,
Canton, Ga. [mar25 '82 ly
MEDICAL CARD
DR, N. SEWELL returns' thanks to the
citizens of Canton and vicinity, for their lib
eral patronage.
Being permanently located, will continue
to practice medicine, turnery and midwifery.
Hoping by industry, energy and strict ap
plication to business, to merit an,increased
patronage and confidence. ,
Office in Dr. VV. A. Green’s Drug Store.
Residence adjoining Vf. H. Warl!ck.[novS)
JT. 1VE. BURTZ,
ATTORNEY MD COUNSELLOR AT LAW
(’ANTON, GEORGIA.
Offics in the Court House. [ma)25 ly
TRIPP & TOLBERT,
Now have their New Steam Machin
ery in full operation in Canton.
Plaining Lumber,
Jointing and Matching,
Moulding and preparing all
Lumber tor building purposes. .
SPECIAL ATTENTION
To ginning and packing cotton.
Grinding Corn
On the afternoon of Tuesdays and Fri
days of each week, we will grind all corn
brought to our mill.
Canton, Ga., Sept. 30, 1832.
O. D, MADDOX,
ATTORNEY at LAW,
CANTON. GEORGIA.
J. M. HARDIN, ,
House, Sign, Carriage
—AND -
Ornanental Painter.
FRESCO & SCENIC ARTIST.
CANTON, GEORGIA.
COME
A.N D
SEE ME.
I HAVE just opened a Complete Stock
direct from the manufactory ot Fancy
Candies, Mixed Candies, Plain Candies,
Crackers ol all sorts, Aiso Fresh Raisins,
Nuts, Oysters, Canned Goods, and every
thing wanted in this line. I respectful
ly ask patronage of my friends, both in
the store and job work. Blanks, Deeds,
&o. always on hand.
CLAUDE F. EDGE.
Nov. 18, 1882.
j| J an ms and
Twns the ove before Christmas; '• Good
night ” had boon said,
Aral Annie and Willi* had crept Into bed;
Thorn wore tears on their pillows, aivl tears In
their eyes.
And each little boson) was honvy with sighs--
For to-night their stern father's command had
been given
That they should retire precisely at seven.
Instead of at eight, for they troubled him
more
With tholr quostlons unheard of than evor bo-
fore.
Ho hml told them ho thought this delusion a
sin,
No such being ns Santa Claus ever hud been,
And ho hoped after this he should never more
heir
How ho scrambled down chimneys with pres
ents oach yenr;
And this was the reason that two llttln heads
So restlessly tossed on their soft, downy bods
F.'uht. nine, and the clock on the steeple tolled
ten,
Not it word had been spoken by olthor till
then,
When Willie’s sad faeo from tho blanket did
peep—
And whtsporod: “Hoar Annie, Is you fast
asleep?"
“ Why, no, brother Willie," uswoot voice ro-
piles,
"I’ve tried it In vain, but I can t'shut my
eyes, *
For somehow It makes ipo sorry liecauso
Dear papa has said thero Is no Simla t lnus.
Now wo know that thero Is, and It can’t bo do-
nled,
For he canto every year before ninmitm tiled.
Hut then I’ve been thinking that sho used to
I'i'ay,
And U oil would hear o\ orythJtig mamma
would say.
And perhaps sho asked Him to send Santa
linns boro.
With the Rucks lull of presents ho brought ev
ery year.”
" Well, why taut wo pay dost ns mamma did
thou,
And ask him to s.-nd us some presents ndenf
" I've been thinking so, too," mid without a
word more
Four llttlo feet bounded out on tho floor,
Ami lour lillle knees llio soft earpot pressed,
And two tiny hands Wore clasped close to each
brpnat.
"Now, Willie, you know wo must firmly be-
ilevo
Thnt Ibo prespnfs wo ask for wu’ro sure to ro
od vo;
You must wait Just as still till I say tho
Amen,
And by that you will know that your turn has
. come thou.
" Door Jesus look down on mv lu-othor and rqo
And grant us tho favor.Wo’ro asking ot Thee;
1 wain u wax 1 Hilly, a ten-sot ami ring,
And a beautiful work-box that shuts with a
spring.
Bless Papa, dear Jesus, and cause him to seo
That Santa Claus loves us far better than ho;
Don't let him get ft-ctful and angry again
At dear brother Wllilo mid Annie—Amonl”
” Flense, Dusus, 'ot Santa Claus turn down to
night
And hrlug us some presents before It Is light;
1 want he would dive mo a nice Title sled,
With bright shining yunticrs and all painted
you;
A, box full of tnndy, a book and a toy—
Anion—and don, Bonus, I'll bo adood boy."
Their prayers being ended tboy raised tip
heir heads.
And wltn benris light n:.U cheerful again
sought their bens.
They were soon lost in slumber, both peaceful
and doep,
And with fairios In dream-land were roaming
lu sleep.
Eight, nine, nud tho llttlo Frcnoh clock had
struck teu
Ere tho father had thought of bis children
_ again. ffir
Ho seems now to henr Annie's half-sup-
prossod sighs,
And to see tho big tears stand iu Willie's blue
eyes.
“ 1 was harsh with my darlings," bo mentally
said,
“ Ami should not buvo sent them so early to
bed,
But then I was troubled, niy footings found
vent,
For bank stock to-day has gono down ton por
cent.
But, of oourso, thoy’vo forgotton tbolr trou
bles oro this.
And that 1 denied them tho thrlco-askod-for
kiss.
But just to mako sure I'll stoal up to tho
door,
For 1 never spoke harsh to my durllugs bo-
for*.'*
So saying, he softly asoendca tho stairs.
And arrived at Iho door, to hour both pi tholr
prayors; • -
Ills Annie's "Bless papa" draws forth tho
big tenia,
And Wiillo's grave promiso fulls sweet on Ills
oars.
“ Strange 1 Strange I I'd forgotten," ho said,
w.th a sigh,
“ How I longed when a child to linvo Christ
inas draw nigh.
“ I'll atono for my harshness,” ho Intvurdly
said,
By answering tholr prayers oro I sloop in my
bed;
Then liu tnrnod to tho stair and softly went
down,
Threw olt volvet-sllppors nnl silk dressing-
gown.
Donned hat, coat and boots, and wus out In tho
. street,
A millionaire facing tho cold, driving sleet.
Nor stopped ho until ho had bought every-
thing, -
From the box full o' candy to tho tiny gold
ring.
Indeed, ho kept adding so much to his store
That tho various presents outnumbered a
Score.
Then homeward ho turned, with his holiday
load, . ,
And with Aurit Mary's help lu tbo nursery
'twas stowed.
Miss Dolly was seated beneath a pine tree.
By the s do of u table spread out for her tea;
A work-box well tilled in thrf center wits hud.
And on it. tho ring for which' Annie had
prayed; ^ , ,
A soldier In uniform stopd by a sled
With bright, shining runners, uiid all pnlntod
rod.
.There vvyro,bftlla 4 dajfi and horses, all plcnslng
to see,
And birds of d.11 colors were perched In tho
trees,
Whtlo Santa Claus, ittiigjilng, stqod up in tho
. top,
As If getting ready more presents to drop,
And as tho good father tho picture surveyed
Ho thought for Ills troublo ho had amply beon
paid.
And bo said to himself, ns he brushed off a
tear:
“ I’m happlor to-night than I’vd been for a
year. 1
I’ve enjoyed more true pleasure than ever 1)0-
foro;
What care I if bank stock falls ten per cent.
more?
Hereafter I'll make It a rule, I believe,
To have Santa Claus visit us each Christmas
evo.”
So thinking, ho softly extinguished tho light.
And tripped downstairs to retire for Iho
" night. "
As soon as tho beams of tho bright, morning
sun
Put the darkness to flight, and the stars ono
by ono,
Four little blue eyes out pf sleep opened
wide.
And at tho same moment the presonts osplcd.
Then out of their beds they sprang with a
bound,
And tho very glft3 prayed for weroall of them
found.
They 1 uighod and they cried in tholr iunocont
glee.
And shouted for papa to come quick and see
What presents ola Santa Claus brought in the
night—
; Just the things thnt they wanted—and left be-
l fore light.
! And now added Annie, In a voice soft and
1 low:
, “ You’ll believe there’s a Santa Claus, papa, I
know”—
While dour little WHllo climbed up on hia
. knee, .
be.
And told In soft whispers how Annto had said
That their dear, biassed mamma, to loug ago
tiOAd,
Used to knoel down and pray by the sldo of
her chair,
And that God up In Heaven had auswered her
prnyor.
“ Then wo dot up and prayed dost ns well ns
we tood,
And Hod answered our prayors—now wasn't
Ho dandy'”.
“ 1 should say thnt Ho was If IIo lent you all
these,
And know Just what presonts my chtldron
would pleaso,
(Well, woll, lot him think so-tho dear llttlo
elf,
'Twould bo cruel to toll him I did It myaolf.”)
Blind father, who caused your stern heart to
relent.
And the hnsty words npokon so soon to ro-
pent?
’Twos Hi' Being who bado you steal softly up
stairs,
And made you His agent to answer tholr
prayers.
. • —Mrs. SophUt F. Snow.
BACHELOR IIKINDLE’H 011 III STM AN.
" Bo merry now, bo in'-rr v now,
with Joy briuvln the holly bough; •
With song, anil toast, and s lulling brow.”
Bachelor Brindle wives tlio half-
burned log in iho fire-place n kick that
sends tho rod sparks flying, and won-
dors crustily whoio that bit of rhyme,
strung on a hnlf-torgotton fragment of
melody, oomos from, and how It hap
pens tochant itself to him so persist
ently to-irght. It is a dismal night.
Outside, a nigh oast wind shrieks and
squeals, skirmishes around corners amj
echoes away doleluily' in every stray
cavernous retreat and nook. Within
bursts of tawny and scarlet flame light
up Bachulor Brindlo’s favorite apart
ment, big, low-oeilotl nml comfortable,
yet woarifig tho air of caroloss disorder
peculiar to a baoholor’s apartments.
And Bachelor Brimlle, listening to tho
wind’s boisterous whistlings and plulnt-
Ivo minor chords, becomos cross-
grained, ftnd oven misanthropical.
■•Song and feast;” ho muitors,
grumblv, “holly etol Humph. Gam
mon! Whore’s any holly, and who'd
go draggling round in this slush' and
sleet to bring it in? Wluvt’s set mo to
thinking of*
••Christmas •Evo." chants, tho lea
kettle, swinging briskly over tho blu/o.
“Crickyl" is Baohulor Brindlo’s rep
rehcnsiblo exclamation, “so it is. i
like to havo forgot it.”
As if sprinkled with - some subtle,
magic powder, the fire-light, flickering,
quivering, dancing, suddenly lights a
path across tho floor, through the cot
tage walls, beyond tho murk and mist,
fi^r into tho past.'whofe a cheery Christ
mas fire Is burning; thero are busy
hands and hurrying feet and merry
voices; thero is an intoxicating flavor
of holiday cheer; there is song and
gladness; there are bright-eyed cousins,
troops of relatives and friends, and nw
diant among all, a romping, black-eyed
girl witli a turned up nose, who wore
a scarlet jacket——.
“And had tompor enough for two,"
grouts Ba-holor Brindle. Thero is a
dim spot in the path of light. “Half
your fault,” sings the tea-kettle, cheer
fully. “More than half," snorts*the
wind, belligerently, coming in a null
down the chimney to back tho toa-Ket-
tle. “’Twas, ’twa«, ’twas.”
A momentary lulling of .the aggres
sive wind, ami a soft sputtering in tho
rod coals brings Bachelor Brindlo’s
mind back to his present lot.
“Snow,” horn utters, with a shudder,
“Time was when the idea brought only
foolishly bright visions of sleigh-ritjes
with her, of frolics and fun, and—oh,
what's tho use P They' ro all gone, sho
among tho rest, an l Tm a, fqrjorn old
soiil with no ono to so much as cook a *
ClirlstmAS dinner for me—unless 1 could
coax Aunt Nancy over. Christmas Eve!
bless us. What an old wretch I was to
forget it.”
Bachelor Brindle gives the fore-stick
a discontented poke, and turns to light
tho tall lamp on tho shelf, then brings
forth his old-fashioned brown Bible, and
once more follows tho sweet story of
the beautiful Babe and tho first Christ
mas morning, while without the wind
tosses and whirls its fleecy white burden
ab >ut at its own erratic will.
“ Ugh! what a depressingly un-
Christipas evening, Christmas hvel’V ,,
Mab Lacy caught her breath, afld
clutched at her veil with both bunds*, as
thx, rampant gale charged with millions
of sleety needles swooped around a
corner and nearly blew her off the steps
of the grim, tall, narrow-chested .house
wjtli its gray-green shuttqrs, tljo bit of
white paper lacked against its door boar
ing the faded notice “Furnished Booms-
for. Kent,” revealing its nature ; ftt»d
characteristics.
“•Shelter is shelter; shell a night as
this, if it is tlto waste and dosert'gloora
of Malone's establishment', with its
mackeral-scentcd halls and romdty
corners,” she continued, plunging into
the shadows of the long, dim nail, and
feeling in the dark for her door-knob;
“with all its faults it is a haven of
refuge from—Mercy, Peggy! What are
you tumbling my fumiyyre .about and
slopping up my dil-cliith for? And
whose is tins big-bam.of a trunk?”
The stout maid-of-all-work v on her
knees by the desolate little box-stove,
arose yvjUi a red flannel floor-cloth in
one hand, and a bar of yellow t-oap in
tho other, eyed Mab doubtfully, tried
to scratch her eye with her ellxjw, and
failing, gave her broom-like head a
random rub with the soap, and an
swered: .
“New feller cornin’ to-morrow; and
Miss Malone sayed as how you had.n t
paid yer rent this v/eek, an’ bein’ gen
tlemen preferred—’cause they don’t
muss things up a cookin’ in their rooms,
an’ not wantin’ to lose a shure payin’
roomer, an’—an’—.”
“But, Peggy, to-morrow’a Christ
mas!” Mab sat down on the strango
trunk, clasping hej damp, gloved hands
in helpless bewilderment.
“That's what I know," said Peggy,
rubbing her ear wilk the soap, "but
Miss Malono she says how the rent ain’t
paid an* ”
“But I was go’ng to pay it next weok,
and would have last week if 1 hadn't
been sick and not able to work, as I
told her.” \
That’s so. But I reckon tho! ain’t
no ti e In rasin' a ftiss," said .Peggy,
philosophically, "he's done paid bora
month's rent, and she’s tuck it. She
sayed, anyhow, she reckoned you was
more of a latly’n to want to stay whor’
you weren’t wauled. But lie' won’t
come till mornin’, you can stay to
night.”
“But what am I going to do then ?”
“Boom-rentin’ agency down yandor,”
said Poggv, indicating tho direction by
a flirt ot ilie lloor-clotn.
Mai) oponod her flat littlo pocket book
and shook its contents into her lap.
“Peggy,” said sho. “how many rooms
could I rent for a dollar and a halfP”
“Duiino,” answered l’eggv, with easy
vagueness as sho picked up her bucket
ol suds and departed.
“Nor care,” added Mab to herself,
loaning her head against the cold, whiter
wall of her littlo bo I-room, “neither
does nny ono else in Iho world. How
dillerent from tho old Chr slums I’.ves In
tho country, when royal fli es roared on
every hearth, and everybody was kin to
everybody else, before so many of them
died, or left tho dear, peaehful stupid
old Hollow—and I among them.
And now there is scarcely oho left who
would know me—only Aunt Nancy Daw>
son who would have been my aunt really
now, If Bon and 1 could have kept our
tempers till the wedding day. Ah. woll,
hr lias forgotton mo, but Aunt Nancy
might 1m glad to seo me, and- yes. a
dollar and a half will take me to tho
Hollow. I’ll go. Tho room is mino to
night, and sullluicnt unto the day is thb
evil thereof. 1 will trust in tho Father
of tho fatherless, who loads us on by
paths wo know not of.”
*••••••«
“Aunt Nancy—Aunt Na-nn-oy!”
"Doar-.sukos! don't shriek a body all
In plot-os, you Ben llrlndloj what you
nfterP”
The door of the littlo doop-ovoil kitch
en flew open, letting out a scent of
boiling colloo- into the clear December
air; a uluo busy skirt cleared the open
passage-way, and Aunt Nancy Dawson
poqpcd into tho sitting-room, armed
with a broom -which sin at onoo pro
ceeded to devote to tho obliteration of
tbo string of powdery tracks left by her
nepheW across the striped rug carpet.
“Knowod there'd be tracks wherever
thcr' was a man,” observed tho littlo
woman, whisking away briskly, “ wlittt
y’ out so oarly for?” .
“We-ol” said tho old bachelor,
rather dolorously, ‘ • you see tho long and
short of it is, Pm lonesome, Aunt Nancy
—awful lonesome,”
“Jest wlmt you orto be,” roUirnatf
Aunt Nanov. with bliint candor, “ v’.own
fault Pvo told you to get married
forty times, ain’t I?”
“But—thero ain't any ono loft to
marry round hero as / know of.”
“1-iddlo! ain’t ther’the wider,Bar
ley?”
.“Y-t)s, thero's tho widfir‘Barley,”
fin’d Mr. Bpiudlu, doubtfully, “,but you
know sno <h><x weigh most three bun-
tired, ami is kind of curious and cross-
grained like.” , . .
*> ♦•There’S Melissy nicks; a lovely
housekeeper—couldn't get i< bettor ”
“N-o; she's too good. A feller could
never get a bit of rest’long ns she could
find s straw *or a raveling to fuss about.
Wants everything in straight rows and
no crooks nowhere. Slic’d jifit striiigs
to all the young ones she could Lind and
run ’em up on polos like butter beans if
ftlio could. Anyhow, Aunt Nancy. 1
don’t reckon 1 could tret married ntrlit
oil' to-day, and 1 would kind of like some
one to cook a Christmas dinner foi me.
NoMhat a fellow can’t pack the spirit
of Christmas round in bis heart without
any dinner, but it would make it eoom
like old Christmases, and 1 Want you to
jump right ihto my fileigh and go home
will) me, Aunt Nancy, and stay all day.
Hoy?”
“I sha’nt,” said Aunt Nancy, with no
waste of empty apo’ogy: “I'm a.oing
to Jim Dawson's folkses, across the
Branch promised,'em a month a,o.
an’ it’s saved /no cookin’ a lot of trdek.
Old Repper’s hitched now, ’n Pm goin’
to start >n just .the time it takes me to
got my shawl an’greqn, wooAud sun-
bonneton. Toucan go along, too. if
you like;”
.■No—T don't like,” returned Bache
lor Buipdle. “Tboy’11 fish out all thuir
kigrfoJks from six counties and have
’em there, and I don’t know half of cm,
and don’t seem to want any crowd to
day only just- them 1 know. 1 J go
home and roast a sweet potato in tho
ashes and cook a spare-rib before tho
fire-place; that’ll be good enough, only
the gravy ’ll be full of cinders.”
Bachelor Brindle drove slowly home
ward, bis spirits rather depressed in
spite of the beauty of the day, bright
with a glad gleam of sunshine pouring
down goldenly over the flawless white
fleece of the night’s bestowing, yet al
ready beginning to grow damp and
heavy under kho warm glow, when
turning the corner of a fence, whore tho
drifts were blown up like blocks of mar
ble, his horse gave a startled spring and
stopped at sight of a small, dark figure
trudging along on foot, a picture unus
ual enough to scare any horse in tho
country where not a farmer’s daughter,
in however moderate circumstances,
will undertake a mile journey at any
season of tho year unless provided with
some shape or form of a “nag.” And
Mi-. Brindle gazed down with a wonder
that grew deep and intense at sight of
the fair littlo face with its dark eyes
and slightly upturned nose raised toward
“Mab Lacy#” he cried; “is it Mab
I any, or ft Christmas vision?" •*""'
It in Miib loicy,” she answered,
with a little, fluttering laugh. “I’ve
come back to see Aunt Nancy.”
Then you've conic on as much of a
wild-goose eliuso as 1 have,” lie re-
tiirno I,’ ruefully. "She’s gone gono
plum to the Branch. Her Old Pepper
bents jny Floss woefully, nml I saw tho
gable end of her sleigh shy around tho
corner bo'foro I got to tho ond of tho
lano.”
Oh, then what -what shall I do?”
cried Rlah, overcome with tho sudden
despernto appearance of her position,
nml sitting recklessly down upon a way-
sido stump, whose white cap of snow
was gradually shrinking away and oox-
in drops down its side.
Don’t do that!” cried Mr. Brindle,
with alarmed sharpness; “you mustn't
pit on a wet stump and catch a cold just
because Aunt Nancy took a notion to
humming around for a Christmas
Jump in my sleigh, like a sen
sible girl, and wo'll see.’
Wlint’s tho use?” walled Mnb, trying
to stop a little rill of tears thnt was
slipping down her clieek with a corner
of her gray vail. “1 can’t go homo
with you, and 1 here’s nowhere to go.
Oh, Sir. Brindle—Ben, what shall I
do?”
Do just what I toll you,” said Mr.
Brimlle. “First give mo your hand,
nml you jump in hero back of this robo.
N ow we' 11 havo a talk. f3o you’ ro alone,
Mab?”
“All alone. Bon,” sighed Mab.
“Well, look here. I’m the same old
Ben you always know—nud hated.”
"1 didn’t,” said Mab. “I—I—you
know, Bon——”
“And you're the samo Mab Lacy/
knew?”
“Yes; I'm tempted to wish I was
some oro elao just now."
Weil, / ain't. If i/ou'rc alone wo'ro
both aloiio, Mab, for 1 am; and it’s rath
er rough, lu my opinion. Now, why
couliln t wo drop overboard this big
slice of lime that s separated usso long,
and go back to where wo left oil' before
wo flow out at' each other?”
“How could wo? ' asked Mat).
“I ook through yonder," said Pen,
pointing to a little \Dllowcottage at tlio
ond of a lane branching off tlio road.
“Our now minister lives therp, Mab,’’,
“Does ho?” Mnb's tone expressed
nothing wbutovor, but Bachelor Rrin-
dle's solemn gray eyes caught the flicker
of a blush in the check. V
“Vos, lie does,” huamsworod. "Mab,
I've got ton dollars in my pocket. I
expect tbo m nister is needing about,
ten dollars awful bad.”
“Hadn't you*better mako him a pros--
cut of it?” asked Mab. sweetly smiling
off at the lace-work of the snow-dappled
troo branches in the wintcr-bluo tlis-
tauco.- Men lookod a littlo disconcert
ed. then nil licit.
“Bui Mab,” ho said, “lie's kind of
proud. I vkouldn't dare to offer it to
Itiui without .giving him a clianeo to
earn it.’ Mill)—Mitt), ymi haven't lost
youV tormenting ways, but tho bargain
wo nmdp back yonder at tho stump was
that 1 would help you < ut of your trou
ble if you'd do as I said. 'Inorn s no
ono to find fault with what wo do—
nothing to keep us apart. Now, Mab,
we’re going'straight to tho tninistor's
cottage, and you know what for.”
”ljuui,” siqd Maij, turning her
blooming face to him, “all I've got to
say. Ben. iff; if you're right sure you’re
right, why go ahead.” ,
•\So Mr. Briud e had a wife to cook
his Christmas dinner, after all. There
Was merry bustling, there was laughter
and gladness in tho hitherto lonely bach
elor quarters. And there was, too, a
sweetly solemn hour in tbo tender gray
Christmas twilight, wherein Ben and
Mab, with tho big Bible between them,
bent low their heads in grateful ac
knowledgment of tlio loving care of the
Ono who, through trial ami sorrow,
ever and always, leads us on.—Demo•
rest's Magazine.
Had Result of n Deer-limit.
On Monday last two brothers-in-law,
James Roberts and William Capps,
residents of ChunchUla, started out
from home on a short deer-hunt. Not
far from the house they put tho dogs in
a brunch swamp and each took opposite
sides of the stream that they might havo
a better opportunity for a shot should
the dogs jump deer. A deer was start
ed, nijd Mr. Capps gotlhe first shot and
missed his mark. Tho deer then ran
in sight of Mr. Roborts, and tbo
intervening undergrowth biding Mr.
Capos, who was in direct range be
tween Roberts and the deer, the lat
ter fired. Tho deer reached tho sum
mit of a slight elevation and fell. Kob-
erts ran up and was on his knees in the
act of cutting’ the deer’s throat when
Capps walked up. As ho approached,
Roberts said to him: “Well, Will, I’ve
got him.” “Yes,” replied Capps,
“and you’ve got me, too.” Roberts
sprang up and looking at Capps saw
blood trickling from a wound just un
der his left eye. Roborts cried: “My
Cod, Will, have I shot you? Are yo*a
hit anywhere else?” Capps replied:
“Yes, hero in the left side.” After
this .utterance lie turned upon his heel
and fell head first down the hill a dead
man.—Mobile Register.
—in ms proclamation lor a day ol
thanksgiving, Gov. James, of North
Carolina, said to its psople: "The crops
have been raoro abundant than ever be
fore harvested in th6 State, Peace has
everywhere prevailed within our bor
ders. The health of the people has been
extraordinarily good; while their pro
gress in educational aud material inter
est, and in the cultivation, of a high
moral and religious sentiment, has f
equally satisfactory.”