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THE CHEROKEE ADVANCE.
VOLUME v:
EXAMINE now TOUR HUMOR IS INCLINED, AND WHICH THE *ULING PAMION OF TOUR MIND.”
CANTON, GEORGIA, THUUSI)A vg, ORN1NG, APRIL 24,1884.
NUMBER 17.
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W. A. & G. I. TEASLEY,
Attorneys* at Law,
CANTON, GEORGIA.
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ROSE OF KILL ARNE r.
Oh ! fair are your daughters by Shannon’s hlno
waters,
And lovely the maidens of Clare and Clon
mel ;
And look the world over, you’ll fall to discover
Such colleens to love as in old Erin dwelt;
Yet there’s none on llio inland, iu lowland or
highland,
From the soft-bosomed lakes to the wild
ocean shore,
Who praises could share with, or half way com
pare with,
Dark Nora, my roso of Killamey, astborol
Ah, Norali’s the beauty to loro’s more than
duty,
In tho glance of her eye there's a charm and
a spoil,
And her voice, like tlio linnet, lias love’s mean
ing in It,
And rings through my heart like a mnsica
bell.
Oh, to woo and to win her would turn saint to
sinnor;
Her beauty compels you to knoel nnd adoro,
But with sighing and suing iu vain you oomo
wooing
Dark Nora, my rose of Killamey, asthoro !
Yon hear mo entreating witli heart wildly beat
ing,
You know how I love you, and still feign
surprise I
I fear you’re deceiving, with glances still weav
ing
Those snares for my life in -your boautifu
eyes.
But no! yonr lids glisten with scars as you
listen,
Oh, fly to my liosom and leave me no more !
I’ve but this to give yon, love, a heart fond and
true, love;
Dark Nora, my rose of Killai noy, asthoro 1
give yon for a hundred of him. Ha,
ha I Old Hobbledon I”
"She's laughing at my simplicity.
Thinks I don’t know it. I’ll keep my
eyes open, night and day.” ^ t'J
Paul Hobbleden returned to Then*
lovo’s store in about a week. This time
limping.
‘•A confonnded corn kept me away so
long."
"Shouldn’t wear tight boots. When
a man gets to bo dandified it’s a sign ho
is iu love. Who’s to bo tho happy Mrs.
Hobbleden ?’’
"Don’t joke."
"Don’t wear tight boots."
"Don’t you know any remedy for a
oom ?”
"Cut your toe off?"
"You arc inhuman I”
"Any old bachelor who is dandy
enough to wear tight boots ought to have
sorns all over him."
"Had—had he? Good morning 1’’
jried Hobbleden, exasperated. "I’ll see
f I can’t find sympathy somewhere
ilse.’ 1 And away ho wont.
"God bless the corn!’’ thonght Thorn-
C. D. MADDOX,
-a arnm&m* w/
CANTON, GEORGIA
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CEO. R. BROWN,
ATTRONEY AT LAW.
Will practice in the Superior Courts
of Cobb, Mil on, Forsyth, Pickens and
Dawson counties, and in the Superior
and Justice courts of Cherokee.
Office over Jos. M. McAfee’s store
Special attention given to the collec
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Business respectfully solicited.
[janS-’83 ly.]
H. W. NXWMAW.
WO. B. ATTAWAT.
NEWMAN & ATTAWAY,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
CANTON, - - - GEORGIA.
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of Cherokee and adjoining countie*.
Prompt attention given tr> all business
placed in their hands. Office in the
Court House. [jan3-’83-ly ]
P. DuPREE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
CANTON, GEORGIA.
Will practice in th-> Blue Ridge cir
cult ana in Cherokee county. Offic- in
tne Court House with the Ordinary
Administrations on e-tatea.
BfijjT’Co lections a specialty.'T»«
BEN- F. ERHY,
AdENT —
fire and life insurance co.
Office wiih CuksokukAdvanov
L. NEWMAN.
HOUSE & CARRIAGE PAINTER.
Paper Hanging nnd Calrlmiiiiiig,
Graining ami Glazing.
WOhIC <-.T’ AkANTKHD
Can he found a Warlick’a Shon.
[jano-83-lyJ
ADonblc Misunderstand! ng
One day in last Deccmlier Mr. Hnmil-
car Thorulovo found his boots soaked
< * through, and taking them off idjris store,
he flung them down to dry. It was nil
act of trifling importance to any but a
very discerning mind. Yet it was
fraught with dire consequences to Mr,
Thornlove. But what could he know of
the future, poor soul ?
"What poor soles they make now-n-
days I” he murmured. “I will put on
my slippers and step into my neighbor
Justont, and see if lie can’t settle lm
account to diy.” t
He woa a Ilian of his wbra'Afld did so.
While he was gone, in came his
friend, Paul Hobbleden, and asked
whore Thornlove was. He was told to
wait a few minutes, and while he was
waiting, as he was only an old bachelor,
acoustomed to look only after his own
health—he drew off his boots, toasted
his toes for half an honr, And then, an
gry at waiting so long, hastily shod him
self, and went away grumbling.
Thornlove soon after returned, also
cross. Justont was not in, and now ho
heard that Hobbleden was gone oat.
This made him doubly peevish.
"Hobbleden gone I I wish he would
stay gone. That man haunts mo throe
times a week at the house and as often
here. I have known Hobbleden ever
since before I was married, and he know
Ophelia before 1 married her 1 Perhaps
that’s why he never got married. Might
be. Sticks to me like a barnacle. Af
ter me so often and nothing particular to
say. Perhaps he comes to see if I am
hero, that he eon go to see Mrs. Thorn
love. I’ll watch Hobbleden 1 How the
snow stretches boots 1” He drew them
J. M. HARDIN.
House, Sign. Carriage
—AND—
ORNAMENTAL PAINTER,
FRESCO AM SflESIU ARTIST ALSO.
Oriental and Giecian painting. Mezo
Tintin •, Cartm-Timing, painting in Se-
nei and India Ink.
Twenty-five per cent sived by apply-
’until me before contracting with other*.
Material furnished at bottom pi ices.
Satisfaction *iven or no ^harge* made.
\ See or address, J. M. II-aRDIN,
|ftjau8-’83-ly] Cautoa, Georgia.
When Thornlove went home that even
ing he felt ngly and tantalizing. He
had caught cold from going in his slip
pers. Ophelia played a pathetic air on
the piano and sang to soothe him.
"Don’t do that, Ophelia. Oh, don’t
I’d rather hear a funeral sermon.”
“Thought you liked Bentimont.”
"Hate it."
"Shall I sing something funny ?”
"No, you think more of fingering that
old mnsic-trap than you do of me.”
"What shall I say?”
"Anything—or nothing would suit me
better,” he growled. "I’m bound to
have a row !” be reflected.
"You’re ns odd as any old bachelor !”
"Don’t you like ’em?” said he. "Hob
bleden is one of them.”
"But he’s an old friend of ours.”
"Of ours?” emphasized Thornlove,
“I should thiuk so. He’s here enough."
"I suppose the poor man don’t know
where to go,” said Ophelia, sympa
thetically.
"I should think he did know where to
go—he goes here, that is to say, he
comes hero, as regularly as an old owl
to its roost."
"It can’t be that you’re jealous of
Paul Hobbleden, can it?—a man that
you’ve known for so many years ?” Baid
she, curiously.
“No, it can’t," replied he; and then
thought "Ah I she’s trying to pomp
me, but she won’t”
"I have to be pleasant when he
comes; mustn’t be inhospitable, must
I?”
"Of course not. Oh, of coarse not.
He’s something of a bore, though.”
"So are all old bachelors. I wouldn't
"Why don’t Mr. Hobbledon oomo to
see os, I wonder?" that evening said
Ophelia to Mr. Thornlove. “I declare
it seems lonesome without him. ”
"You'll have a chance to koep feeling
lonesome for some time to come. I do
not think he’ll ever darken these doors
again.”
"Yon don’t mean he’s dead?”
"Not quite, my love; he was lively
enough this morning; he was corned.
Ha, ha I”
"intoxicated? Poor fellow 1 Lonely,
I suppose."
"Poor follow I That’s pretty well. If
I hod been drunk it would have been
horrid monster. Ho wasn’t intoxicated,
but had a corn on one of his dear toes.
I joked about it, but ho went off in a
rage.”
"He is very sensitive; corns are pain
ful. I’m Borry.”
"I’m glad. It will lie company for
him, now that ho don’t seo you.”
;j You make yourself so diatqjrco-
! able 1 ”
"So is he. Unoomfortablo to him
self, too. Wears tight lioots to make
his feet look small.”
"That was needless; I always noticed
he had very small feet.”
"No smaller than mine," Baid Thorn
love, elevating a foot. He prided him
self on his small feet.
"His are two sizes smaller, at the
very least,” said Mrs. Thornlove, re
vengefully. "Yes, nearly throe; yours
are like horse-cars compared with
his!”
"This is unbearable!” he exclaimed.
"Always pitying and praising Hobblo-
den, always neglecting and sneering at
me!”
"And you are eternally hinting ”
"Don’t talk to me!"
"Nor will I; hope you'll have a nice,
sweet, quiet night’s rest, after all thist"
And slie hurried tearfully to her
chamber.
"I reciprocate jnst. what you mean,”
ho bawled after her, and went scowling
to his private couch.
Mrs. Ophelia Thornlove did not ap
pear at tho breakfast table next day.
Frederick mused gloomily over his
lonely coffee.
"I was foolish, very, to make such a
fuss about my feet.” He bold them up
and frowned at them. "Now that I
take a partial view, they are really none
of the smallest! Besides, the right
trotter-case looks longer than tho other.
If I hadn’t bought ’em, shouldn’t sup
pose they were mates. He pulled his
pants up. "By ginger! they are not
mates! One’s shorter than t’other.
And I hope to bo happy," he added,
with increased earnestness, as he exam
ined the leg of one, “if here isn’t the
name of Paul Hobbleden 1 This is a
discovery! Oh, powers of darknoss,
who bring so much to light! How does
It happen that Hobbledon’s boot is on |
my leg? Is the thing called Hobbleden j
a man or a monster ? Or am I a lunatic,
and this name, Hobbleden, no name at |
at all ? It Is not my boot. Kow could i
It come here unless Hobbleden walked
in with it? But now—now—” and he ;
struck his eye softly with his frenzied j
fist—"now, I have it! Hobbleden’s j
boot has betrayed him. Tho fiend in j
mortal shape must have been in this
house last night! Oh—Ophelia!”
He rang the bell and his servant,
Babble, came.
"Babble, take care now what you
say — don’t be alarmed though — I
believe I have always treated you as a
father would a brother—I mean as a
brother would his boh—darn it, you
know what I mean—answer me truly;
was or was not Paul Hobbleden, my
particular friend, iu this house last
night ? Take care ! ”
"No, sir; he hasn’t been for a long
time." i
"Was ob here for a short time?*’
"No sir, not at all."
"Babbit, that’s a lie. Did you black
those bools this morning?”
"I did. sir."
"Did yfm black my others?"
"No sit, I did not, Hir. No sir,
"Look at tkut leg."
"Paul « Hobbledon,” said Babble,
reading, i
"Precisely, And of course that lioot
belongs to him. Now, how could it l>e
here unless he was ?’’
BabhjeSwore that if Hobbledon had
been in’ the house, somebody else must
have let him in, after ho, Babble, had
gone tqjned.
"Babble, you may go—that is, you
may stay, in ray employ. But mind you,
don't say anything of this to my wife—or
I’ll discharge you."
Babble turned pale and faded out of
sight.
Mr. Froderiok Thornlove was very
solemn far several sullen, watchful days.
One day he onme home and found
Ophelia painting a watch-caso. At first
alie tried to hide it. Then she said it
was intended as a surprise for him.
With a ghastly smile—he said ho know
that I
The h yrible corn gave Paul Hobble-
don and dreadful pain that finally ho
repair**. to Mr. Ohiropedowski, tlio
great oorn-doctor and Polish exile, Hu
gouged It out for him, witli heroio lack
of emotion.
"But these little trifles sprout again,
don’t they ?” said Hobbledon, handing
the count a greenback with a saw-horse
on it, emblematic of the cross he had
borne.
"Yon must wear boots that fit." said
the chiropodist. "Wore these made foi
you ?”
“Of" oourso! or they wouldn’t have
pained me 1” said Hobbleden, sarcasti
cally. ‘jOne wouldn’t”
"Yonr feet are not of the equal sizo—
eh ?”
"Moro riikely the boot," comparing
them. g .
“Theymees not mates,” said The sur
geon.
"True I” exclaimed Hobbledon.
"Never noticed it before. Blamed tlio
snow for it; hut they looked like mates
when I bought them. I’ll go and blow
up the shoemaker, to make sure.”
At tho shoemaker's he had a ferocious
controversy, but was at last persuaded
lie must have changed tho hoots sineo
tho purchase—especially ns ho now re<r
ollooted he did tnko oil his hoots in
Thornlove’s warehouse one wet day.
"Must have taken Thornlove’s hoot—
feet are small like mine. But tliero is a
pair of breeches between mo and my un
feeling friend, and I scorn to call and
ask him for my property. Let me see.
Best thing for me to do, without being
humilated, is to wait till Thornlove gets
to bed, and them go and usk Babble to
go up and change the boots."
J That very night with mingled thoughts
l of wife-murder and suicido, subsided
among the surging feathers of his soli
tary bod, the jealous Frederick Thorn
love. If to die wore but to sleep no less
comfortably, he would glndly have token
in his arms a sea of feathers, and by re-
1 losing ended himself. He addressed
himself to sleep, but she refused to em
brace so vindictive a person. Wakeful,
therefore, near mi dnight he heard some
body opening his chamber door.
"Can it be the brazen, false Ophelia?
No; it is a heavier weight. Blessed if it
isn’t Babble, actually coming in hero. Is
(bat you, Babble?”
"Yes, sir," faltered Babblo. “Thought
I’d shine your boots to-night, instead of
in the morning. ”
day in his store, it is nil explained, and
I’ll enso his jealous mind to-morrow.’’
"I have awnked from a horrid dream,
at last I” joyfully reflected Thornlove, at
this unexpected disclosure; "I’ll make
amends at once. Como to my bosom, my
dear old Bobblcdon I” he oried aloud,
rushing into the kitohon in his gown and
stockings; "I have been long bewildered
by a false dremu, but now I know the
naked trnth, nil IhingB are on a proper
footing, and everything is as it should
1)0.”
Hobbleden did not reject tho affection
ate Habitation of his old friend, who,
after a further revelation of their mutual
sufferings, insisted upon sharing his
couch with him that night.
They slept serenely and when they met
Mrs. Thornlove at breakfast in the morn
ing tho only point upon which they dis
agreed was, that thoy denounced while
slio blessed the boots which had exorcised
from her household the green-eyed mon
ster forovor 1
A Love Story.
A romanoe of A. T. Stewart’s llfo is
told by tlio Now York correspondent of
the Pittsburg Dispatch, About sixty
years ago Cornelia Cliuoh was on* of tho
prettiest girls in New York. Her father
was a rich ship chandler who lived in a
big house in the fashionable quarter. He
was a self-made man and thought every
man ought to bo the architect of his
own fortune. Bo he frowned away every
wealthy young fop who came to woo Cor
nelia, and sent her regularly to aohool
to learn to be a sensible, useful woman
Old Clinch attended St Mark's Church
and one Sunday yonng Stewart saw the
daughter there. Ho fell in love witli
her aud bcoamo a regular attendant at
the oknroh. Ho got acquainted with
Cornelia, and os he was poor but Indus
trious, the old man smiled upon him and
invited him to oall and take dinner with
them. After’awhile Stewart asked Cor
nelia a very interoating question, and
sho, like a good girl, blushed and said
* • Y-e-e-s—if papa says so. ” Then Stewart
visited old Olineh, upd he said ; "Want
to marry Nelly, eh ? Think she's got a
rich father, eh ? And you’d like to oomo
iu for a share of his earnings, eh?" "No,
sir; yon needn’t leave her or me a cent.
I’ll soon he riohor than you anyway. ”
"You will, will you ? Well, I like that.
Go ahead and take her then, and Heaven
bless yon both.” So the young folks,
who woro tremendously in love with each
other, were married and went to live in
a modest little cottage on Beade street,
aud were glad to be able to oover tho
floors with rag carpet. There, it is said,
they lived an ideally happy life.
Eggs from Germany.
"Take ’em. Don’t come np again.”
"No, sir.”
And the servant joyfully hurried down
with them to the kitchen.
"I’ll bet a bale of greenbacks tliat
Hobbleden is in the house and has bribed
him to get that boot. I thought that
man wonld be coming, finally, aud now
I’ll overwhelm him I”
Thornlove went down in his stockings,
and listened at the partly open kitchen
door. Hobbleden was really there.
“That’s a mischief making article 1”
said Babble to Hobbleden, who was
drawing it on. "I came near losing my
place on account of it; Mr. Thornlove
saw your name in it one morning, and
thonght you came to the house secretly )
and that I knew it. He suspected that
I had shined your boots and his together,
and had blundered when returning them.
Separate apartments for him and her,
this long time, you see.”
Eggs have been very high in tho New
York mnrket. At one timo within a few
weeks they sold at 48 cents per dozen
wholesale. Thousands of dozens arrive
by the German steamors. A dealer said :
"The German eggs are limed, but the
Germau process is bolter than the Ameri
can. Hero a bushel of lime is slacked
with eight or nine pails of water; the
water is drawn off, and the eggs are
packed in it. Tho lime water closes the
pores in I lie Hliell and excludes the air.
Tho eggs will then keep two or thiee
years. But the white of the egg gets
watery; and, besides that, tlio limora do
not pinkie tho eggs nutil they are afraid
that they will spoil. Out of 1,000 bar
rels of 1 lined eggs received in New York
only 200 will he gilt edged. The Ger
man process leaves the white in such a
Datural condition that the imported eggs
are frequently sold in New York as fresh
ones oy retailers. The only thing to
prevent it is tho fact that these pre
served eggs cannot b© boiled. They
crack open every time, of oourse. In
every other respeot they are os good as
nine-tenths of the fresh eggs sold.”
"How much duty do you pay on
j them?”
"The American hen is wholly unpro
tected from the pauper labor of the Ger-
! mans. There is a movement on foot,
j though, to get a duty on eggs, which
will, perhaps, enable us to charge sev-
: oral cents more a dozen under extreme
' circumstances.”
A Western Yarn.—Col. E. G. Cooper
has told tho Denver News a hairbreadth
escape lie had from death in the jaws of
a Colorado mountain lion. He was
skating on a lake near his gold mine, and
the lion sprang for him. There was a
chase for some miles, the colonel occa
sionally getting the best of the lion by
makiug a sudden carve. At length one
skate began to loosen, and he felt that
the supreme moment was at hand. He
had heard that mnsio might soothe a
QUAKER CITY JOKES.
FEW TltlNOH ACUIDKNTAIXT OVMt.
IIKAKD HV TOR FHII.ADM.rim
“KVKNINU DAM,” HUMaRIRT,
WESTERN RAILROAD ST STEM.
First Western Railroad Man—"I see
it stated that a commissioner hsa bean
sent over by the Russian government,
and is coming West to study our railroad
system.”
Second Western Railroad Man—"Yea;
but I don’t see Why the Russian govern
ment should go to all that trouble."
First Railroad Man—"Yon don’t?"
Second Railroad Man — "Certainly
not; our system could have been ex
plained to the Russian goveramsnt by
any Western man who happened to be
over there."
First Railroad Man—"That’s true; I
did not think of that. It oould ba dona
with a paper and pencil by just making
dots to represent towns and lines to rep
resent the roads, same as on a map.”
Second Railroad Man—"Esnetly, and
writing under it:. Ont-throat rates be
tween competing points must be made
np by big oharges on local trifle."
"are you oomo to mm kb?"
If ever I go into a new looallty again,
will stndy np my geography batter
than I did this time; for my ignotanee
got me into a moat uncomfortable posi
tion. As the boat neared Sandlord, I
was standing with others on the desk,
when a pretty yonng lady earns np to
me, and with a sweet smile on her (see,
looked into mine with a pair of lovely
eyes, and asked: "Are yon going to kiss
me, sir ?’’ If son\o one had offered to
lend me ten dollars I oould not have
been more surprised, and hardly know
ing what to say, and in order to gain a
little time, I gasped ont, "Pardon, Mias,
what did yon ask?" I felt that she
knew I heard her, but she said sweetly,
"Are yon going to kiss me, to-night?"
There was no misunderstanding this
time. 1 heard her, and so did othars,
and I felt the blood rushing into my
facet and I stammered ont, "I wonld
like to aooommodate you, Miss; I would
truly; but I have a wife and thirteen
small olilldren on board with me, and if
my wife should see me kissing you——”
''Kissing me, yon hateful old thing I
who asked yon to kiss me ?” "Yon did,”
I yelled; "You asked me twioe 1” "Yon
old fool, I asked yon if yon were going
to Kissime—Kissime City to-night; don’t
yon know anything ?” and off she went,
and if anybody ever felt meaner than I
did I would like to exchange photo
graphs with him.—Belfast Journo*
a great difference.
"You say that Mr. Smith gave yon
twenty dollars for officiating at his wed
ding, and Mr. Brown only gave yon-two
dollars ?” said the wife of a clergyman
to her husband.
"Yes,” he replied.
"That seems very strange," continued
the lady; "Mr. Smith is a elerk on a
small salary, while Mr. Brown, I have
always understood, is a very wealthy
man.”
"He is, my dear, but this is the
second time Mr. Brown has been mar
ried."
RESTORING THEIR CONFIDENCE.
Jones—"Lend me five dollars?’’
Smith— "Can’t do it Jnst paid out
my last five dollars for a big advertise
ment of property stolen.”
Jones—"Stolen property?”
Smith—"Yes. I offered 98,000 re
ward for information that would lead to
the conviction of the thieves who en
tered my house and stole e lot of Jewelry
and other valuables, inelnding a 986,000
diamond necklace.”
Jones—"See here, I happen to know
that yon never owned 9800 worth of
jewelry In your life.”
Smith—"Hist! My creditors don’t
know it I want to restore their eon-
fldence.”
THEIR VALUE APPRECIATED.
Mrs. A.—"Yon will have to get Johnny
a new high ohair, dear."
Mr. A.—"What is the matter with the
old one ?’’
Mrs. A.—"It is broken in snoh e way
that it can’t be mended. I am sorry
about it, because such chairs are high in
price, but Johnny must have something
to sit on, and we can’t let him use the
diouonary or tne family Bible.”
Mr. A.—"Certainly not; no need to.
I will write to my friend, the Senator,
and get him to send me some public
documents at onoe.”
"Good gracious I” whispered Hobble- j brnte) and ho began to sing; but this en
den in a cold sweat of horror;
suppose so ?”
‘could he
raged the lion, and, bethinking himself
of a rival newspaper he had in his
“But now that you have been telling pocke t ) be drew it forth and read the
me how you took off your boots one wet j- ou to B j 6e p i
Shortened.—The ship canal between
the Baltic sea and the German ooean
will, it ia estimated, save a journey of
600 miles for a vessel making a trip be
tween either of those waters, as the cir
cumnavigation of the peninsula of Jut
land will be unnecessary. In all the
proposed canal will be only some fifty
miles—or about half that of the Suez
canal—extending from Glucks tad t to,
Kiel