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THE SUNNY SOUTH, ATLANTA, GA.. SATURDAY MORNING, JUNE 23, 1888.
Arkansas State Wheel.
Tnn State Wheel has been called to meet m
JhaU of the House of Representatives, at
Little Rock, Wednesday, July L-'.a.
Early Peaches.
T)r nm-les Daffy, near New Berne, N. u.,
£“^325? yffi ^¥ e F^
peaches have been taken from the trees.
Oats for Young animals-
No kind of grain is so well adapted to feed
ing young stock of any kind as oats. Toeir
large proportion of husk keeps ^emfrom
cloying the stomach, even of stock that has
too poor digestion for thriving on corn. 1 igs
will P refer the latter grain, if both “ re ?>jen to
gether, but the pig is not tbe best judge of
what is adapted to his needs. T h ® A
however, beat least full weight to give the
best results. Much of the western oat crop
is generally light, from ripening in dry, hot
weather. The standard weight of oats in some
Western Sates in thirty pounds per bushel,
and in others as low as twenty eight pounds.
The usual Eastern standard for oats is thirty-
two pounds per bushel.
Valuable Memoranda.
Not unfrequently it is of great advantage for
a farmer to Know exactly, not approximately,
the date when some work was done a year be
fore. This cannot be done safely from the
memory, consequently much vexation is often
caused, and sometimes unnecessary loss is
sustained in this way. All this can be avoided
in the future by carefully kept memoranda.
To indicate this, suppose that the date when
the first hen is “set” is noted, the number of
eggs given, the date, when they are hatched
and the number of chickens. Any remarks
regarding this will also be in order and will
help in the next similar experience. Suppose
the dates when late and unexpected frosts oc
cur are mentioned, and the dates when sever
al crops are planted, and the consequent re
sults. Is it not apparent at once, of what
great value such memoranda would be, and is
it necessary to more than bint at such a sys
tem persevaringly adhered to, to convince the
intelligent farmer that it will pay?
Cotton Sosd for Horsos.
The Rural Messenger publishes that cotton
seed meal may be fed with safety to horses and
mules with other food. This cotton-3eed meal
should, of course, be decorticated, and then four
pounds is quite safe to feed with twelve pounds
of corn meal. Such highly concentrated food
as corn meal and cotton seed meal should nev
er be fed alone to a horse. It then goes into
the stomach in the solid plastic form of the
housewife’s dough, and cannot be properly
acted upon by the gastric juice. But when
mixed with cut hay, the hay separates the par- .J
tides of meal and leaves the m lal in a porous i
condition, so that the digesting fluid can cir
culate through, and come in contact with the
whole mass at once. When fed in this way it
will never produce colic. The Messenger
claims to have kuown as much as five pounds
of cotton-seed meal fed to two large work hors
es, with ten pounds of corn meal a day, with
good result. A small amount of decorticated
cotton seed might be fed in the same way, but
the oil is in too large proportion in the whole
seed to feed more than two or three pounds
per day,
Study the Soil.
It is truly said that soils of farms differ as
much in character as do their owners.„ Theis,
points of charade, indicate puwers tUOsely re
sembling tempers, wills and dispositions. We
have warm soils and cold soils, stiff soils and
open soils, and soils which require a great deal
of petting and coaxing to make them produce.
Hence they must be carefully and industriously
studied Taere may be several different kinds
of soil on the same farm, especially if it bor
der upon a stream. The experienced farmer
seldom makes a mistake in their cultivation,
while others may make a grievous one. A
warm, sandy soil may be handled without in
jury while such handling would ruin lor the
season a cold clayey soil.
All root crops, although not as large as when
grown upon low moist ground, are much firm
er in texture and finer in flavor when cultiva
ted upon higher and dryer ground. Potatoes
when grown in cold, wet soil, are very inferior
for table use, being “soggy” and flavorless.
The farmer who studies his soil knows where
to plant them where they will do the most
good. lie also knows the soil which grows the
best oats, barley and wheat. Money is saved
when the soil is studied; so study the soil.—
Montana Live Stock Journal.
Sunflower Seed for Fowls.
There is no popular craze just now for grow
ing sunfi owers. It is quite as well, since the
old fashioned reasons for planting them are
strong as they ever were, l’ney make excel
lent Winter feed for hens, and if protected
from them while young, the sunti iwer will
rapidly tower up and make a splendid shade
for them in hot weather, in the yards where
fowls run. The plant is; a gross feeder , and
even the henyard is scarcely too rich for it.
His Faithful Steer.
Mr. Giles Shoot, of Calhoun county, Ga., has
a steer Jo years old, with which he has made
nineteen crops and is now under good head
way with the twentieth. During all this time
the steer has been Mr. Shoot’s only plow ani
mal. He has managed to support a large
family; and while his style of living, of course,
has not been that of a Vanderbilt, he has suc
ceeded in making both ends meet, kept inde
pendent and been contented and happy. In
the steer’s younger days bis color was coal
black, but now he is as gray as a rat.
Bones.
There are farmers who attach little impor
tance to the bones that are thrown away and
made no use of. This is a great mistake. They
can be utilized in many ways. They are an
excellent thing to make poultry lay, if fresh
and crushed fi-ie with a bone mill. You can
get a mill for five dollars, and if you cannot
conveniently purchase one at present, just
crush them with a sledge or an axe. If you
get a mill you can make bone meal, which is
an excellent thing to feed to young chicks.
They can be placed around the roots of the
grape vines and fruit trees, to make them yield
better fruit. They also make an excellent fer
tilizer.
We clip the above from an exchange, (selec
ted without credit,) and would remark that
where the mill cannot be had, or the other
practice be fully carried out, a’l parsons keep
ing poultry, few or many, will find themselves
and their poultry much benefited, by charring
the bones, pulverizing them with a hammer,
and feeding them, mixed with dough’to their
poultry. It is true the animal matter, really
so valuable is lost by the parching or burning;
yet, as most if not all the lime remains, the
value of the bones cannot be overestimated.
Fed to the poultry it produces what is needed
to form the shell of the egg, as well as to pro
mote the development of the osseous system
of the growing fowls.
Horses for the Boys,
The question, how to keep the boys on the
farm, is an old one, and, it must be frankly
admitted, has never been satisfactorily an
swered. But whenever the answer shall be
found, it will contain the injunction to make
things pleasant for them. A boy loves a nice
horse. We never saw a boy that did not
want a horse and he wants a nice horse. It
is always possible to have an extra hourse
for driving purposes but when it is it will
pay well to keep one for the boys. Ordinarily
the farm team is good enough for the road,
bat it is not good enough for the boy. Ha
wants a roadster and a good one. He wants a
horse of some style It may be that his little
neighbor bas one, and in such case the little
fellow who has none will spend a good deal of
his time in longing for a horse like his neigh
bor’s. A good saddle horse is a splendid ani
mal for the boys. Tney take great pleasure in
the saddle, and would take more if the .horse
was specially trained to the saddle. These
things cost something. But if we want the
boy to be satisfied with farm life we must con
sent to spend something for his comfort and
to satisfy his tastes. Some one has recently
said that it^will depend a good deal on how we
use the boy during the season of hard work
whether he will want to remain on the farm
or not. Tuat is true, but it is not all of it. It
will depend how we treat him all through the
year. We need not expect that he wiii stay
where it is all work and no pay. We need not
expect to keep him on the old homestead, if
he has nothing to enjoy himself with. We
seriously propose as a part of the 8 olution of
keeping the boys on the farm to get them good
saddie horses when it is possible to do so. If
it is not possible we must d 3 the best we must
do the best we can and trust to luck.—Western
R era l.
The Effect of Food Upon Milk.
The question, if food has an effect upon the
milk, is asked us by a “Young Dairyman.”
Yes, we answer, though there are some who
strangely deny it. Milk is very sensitive, but
food will impart flavor even to the flesh. It is
true that some flavors that enter into milk and
flesh will not remain if a chance is given them
to escape. It is said that the flavor of garlic
will escape from the milk in a few hours. The
same thing is alleged of the turnip flavor.
There are two methods of feeding turnips
which will, it is asserted, not impart a turnipy
flavor. One is to feed just before milking, so
that the system will not have time to absorb
the flavor and impart it to the milk; and the
other is to feed just after milking, thus giving
time for the flavor to be carried out of the
system through the lungs, before the next
milking. Some of the best and sweetest milk
we ever drank came from cows that were
regularly fed on turnips. Cattle that come
from garlic pastures, if killed immediately,
will possess the garlic flavor; but, if fed for a
few days upon pasture that has no garlic in it,
the meat will be entirely free from the flavor.
The effect of food upon the flavor of the meat
is often seen in poultry. Different foods make
a very marked difference in the flavor.—West
ern Rural.
FodderCorn.
Most farmers raise some fodder corn for the
purpose of ekeing out the pastures, when the
dry weather consumes their freshness. This
growth is useful either for soiling or after be
ing cured for winter feed. The main error in
raising this corn, has been, in the past, that
the seed was planted very thick and the stalk3
growing closely together, they would be slen
der and of poor growth. It was generally
supposed that stock relished such corn, as
being more tender than coarse full-grown
stalks.
S orne sow corn still in this manner, but it
is far better to let in more -air and sunshine
to develop the nutritive value resulting from
the guffs, starches and sugar in the corn stalk.
If it is grown too thickly, there is a small
amount of nutriment and little else than wa
ter and the crude fibre. For whatever pur
pose the fodder corn is planted, it is far better
to plant it in drills, and drop the kernels at
least four inches apart, or perhaps six inches,
sjid make the rows from three and a half to
four ffiet apart. If the ccrn is planted in hills,
four to five kernels of corn in hills a foot or a
foot and a half apart, with the rows separated
as widely as is the drilled corn, this mode of
planting will secure far more satisfactory re
sults than the other course.
The Farmer’s Wife.
The success of the farmer, like the success
of every man, depends largely upon his wife
although this fact is too seldom considered.
If she be extravagant, careless, untidy, waste
ful, negligent or ill-tempered there can be no
success on the farm; if she keep a merry heart
and cheerful countenance, is prudent, careful,
industrious and frugal, the farm will succeed
even if the man be lazy and unfitted for his
work. This being true, it is only half fair to
speak of any man’s success as a farmer if his
wife’s co-operation be not at the same time
recognized.
Taking more than her share of the labor she
merits a generous allotment of praise. With
the day dawn, throughout its busy hours, and
at its close, her work should receive acknowl
edgement, her burden be lightened, and her
life brightened as much as possible. The
farmer has a hard life of labor, but while he
works he is surrounded by the great world and
is broadened and helped unwittingly, while
his wife toils on unceasingly within the nar
row confines of the house, and lives in the
kingdom of home, a life as broad and deep
and far-reaching as his if she has ever as the
limits of her horizon, the pure, strong love of
her husband and children. If that be denied,
even seemingly, a narrow, confined existence
will be hers, whose only boon is, that death
will one day set her free.
When this is fully realizes a happier state
of things will exist. See will not be expected
to cook things for others which she detests,
without in turn receiving little delicacies which
she alone cares for. Her taste for music and
ll owers and home decoration will be encour
aged, and it will be deemed as essential to
furnish labor-saving machinery for the home
as for the farm, and the farmer’s wife become
what she should ever be, the true helpmate of
her husband, the honored queen of a happy
home, which, because of her, will bo the dear
est spot on earth to every member of her
household.
To Horse Owners.
The Society for the Prevention of Cruielty
to Animals has issued the following:
Office Georgia Society P. C. A. )
Augusta, Ga., Mat 26, 188S. J
This society respectfully presents to its
friends and to the public generally a few sug
gestions which if followed may tend not mere
ly to the comfort of their horses but also to
their own advantage and convenience. The
season is now upon us when the pleasure of
our afternoon drive is seriously interfered with
by the frantic efforts of our horse to rid him
self of those murderous fl.es. A head net will
protect him in the most vulnerable part, and a
body net will save you the annoyance of hav
ing the reins switched out of your hands, or
what is even more dangerous, getting them
fastened under the horses tail. If your horse
has hard work to do and is liable to be much
exposed to the sun during the heat of the day,
get a head protector—the cork ones best—to
be attached to the bridle. They cost but little
and may save the iife of your horse.
And now a word as to check reins. A good
many people think a horse looks more stylish
with his head tied back in a constrained posi
tion than in the way nature meant it to be.
That is a matter of taste which it would be
idle to argue. Bat we presume that no one
will contend that a horse is as comfortable
with a check rein as without it, so that people
who regard the comfort of their dumb servants
more than the observance of a fashion of ques
tionable taste will not hesitate what to do. If
a horse is too spirited, a check rein, by cramp
ing his action and tiring him, will help you
control him, but if, as "is so often the case,
your horse is sluggish and needs urging, take
off the check rein for a few days and see how
his spirits and action improve.
Taere is no more reason—except fashion—
for patting a check rein on a saddle horse than
on a carriage horse, though there would be
more j nstification for it, as the former has not
usually nearly so much work to do.
Ladies and gentlemen, give this matter a
little of your attention, and in the event of a
doubt, give the benefit of it to your patient
dumb servants.
Graces and Good Looks.
Shirley Dare on the Different
Types of Women.
The Beautifying Powers of Sun and
Air—The Effect of Bad Ventila
tion Upon Oood Books—When
Should Women be Old?
» [Copyrighted, 1888, by the Author].
NUMBER FOUR.
When June opens the flower show of the
year, the rose-grower is not satisfied that his
blossoms are perfect in color, form and odor.
He waits till the third day after cutting, and if
the pink petal loses its firmness, and looks
fady at the edges, he says, “We haven’t had
sun enough to ripen the roses. They are not
good this year.” A fine rose ought to keep
fresh a week, a blossom forced with little snn
droops in a day.
When a woman’s looks begin to go off, she
does not need to be told of it commonly. She
will know it as Recamier knew the fading of
her illustrious beauty “when the little Lavay-
ards ceased to look after.her in the streets.”
When Anne of Austria, saw by her handglass
that her fine complexion was lost, which had
made the great cardinal her lover, she said,
“it is time to die,” and refusing all medicines,
hastened to depart. The best men and women
have held beauty cheap; and though Socrates
called it “a short tyranny,” he was able to
resist it, knowing how short it was. But if
Montaigne, the great thinker, conld write “I
cannot often enough repeat how much I hold
beauty to be a potent and advantageous quali
ty,” a woman sorely defrauds herself or is
defrauded, who lets her good looks vanish
with her day of youth. Girls of seventeen
think life ends at twenty-five; young women
of twenty-five dread to look beyond thirty; the
woman of thirty finds she is not turned out of
the rose garden yet, and at forty discovers she
has just arrived at the comfort of living, and
would not have her lessons to learn over again
to be able to wear her early bloom again.
Why must thirty begin to wear ashen cheeks
aiM sharp lines from the corners of the nose
down? Why must forty wear fiibby, full
cheeks, and yellowish brown complexion, or
show cheek-bones, tan and wrinkles, like the
very visage of care? It is not at all necessary
in the order of things. Nobody will thank her
for growing haggard and sharp-tempered, least
of all, those for whose sake sue threw her
youth into the furnace. If she is clever, she
finds this out in time to enter a calm, sunny
Indian summer, while other women are what
may be truly called “the raging forties,” of
neuralgia, cerabral hemorrhage, developing
tumors and general breakdown, which is near
enough to insanity.
I wish that women of twenty-five had to
take a post graduate course of clinical lectures
in hospital, and medical reading. The horrors
there revealed, the sufferings of women and
their families with them would throw such
light on the ways of health and their penalties
that each and all would thenceforth hold it the
only serious duty in life to preserve her health
and that of those dear to her—health, in its
highest sense of pure blood and sound organs,
each doing its work faithfully and well at
tended to—not the common idea that one is in
health as long as he can go about. If we were
duly aware of the significance of faded bloom
there would be instant inquiry after the causes
of fatigue which would not be suffered to be
come habitual, till it deepened into spinal dis
ease or failure of the heart, or stomach, too
tired by years of stress to grind fresh blood
for rounding cheeks and tinting them. A
bilious tinge of complexion would be hastily
removed at the first symptom that leads to
morbid deposits in the system, tumors, ab-
cesses and decay. A habit of cold sores about
the mouth and canker of the tongue, two or
three times a year, would bo warning of a
cancerous disposition that could not be too
stringently corrected. People would be afraid
to sit in an unventilated car or hall or parlor
as they now are of taking the breath of a diph
theria patient, and for as good reasons—and
would no more sleep in a room not perfectly
fresh by morning than they would drink swill
milk or eat rancid butter. Do I speak at all
too strongly? Let doctors answer—men like
Hammond, Richardson and Weir Mitchell,
who do not*thlnk it pmdent or chivalrous,
perhaps, to speak as plainly as I dare to my
own sex. The time comes when as men love
life they will value health, and make haste to
remove every condition which impairs it. Then
all women will be beautiful, and there will not
be a deformed or ailing creature on the planet;
and the ever young, impassioned beauties will
not be afraid to number fears with tho patri
archs. I could not have patience to write of
the fribble beauty were it not that for this re
ward, women will consent to learn of health
and good conditions. If seeking beauty they
have to love the sun, and to be as flue about
the air they breathe as about the food they
eat, to keep unsullied forms and count life too
sacred to waste in any excess, they will find
something better than beauty, something they
will care more for, and make men care more
highly for them.
How is it possible to teach people the virtue
of pure air, and what it really is? Everybody
agrees as to its value, and goes on living in
rooms aired once a day or in sweeping, which
draw breathing supply from cellar, and the in
fected ground about it, strongly tinctured by
the escapes of waterclosets and drain pipes.
They breathe this shocking mixture over and
over, charging it more heavily with organic
poiion at every breath. They sleep and
breathe their own breath ten times over in
course of the night. To be sure, they are
enlightened, and strictly careful to have the
window down two inches at the top; but how
much water can flow into a cistern already
full which has no outlet? People do not
understand that there must be one place for
the air to go into a room and another in the
opposite wall for it to go cu‘, or there is no
change in the body of stagnant air unless the
breezois blowing directly in the wind ow. If
they knew what they breathed, they would get
up and open that window top and bottom, aad
take the stopper out of the stove pipe hole, or
the front out of the fire-grate, and three weeks
after their friends would be saying, “How
much better and fatter you 1 o ; ihrn you used
a little while ago.” Toe sitting-room air must
not be too chilly or too dry, and it should be
aired every honr, if it has no intelligent supply
fresh air continually passing warm from the of
heater. Dry close air creat- s wrinkles and
dulls the complexion and the eyes, not to men
tion the wits. I don’t know any nicer study
than to keep living and sleeping rooms in
wholesome condition, just warm enough, moist
enough and sweetly fresh all the while. You
have the world to fight if you propose to
have these good things for yourself. Living in
pure air a while your senses grow keen like a
dog’s, and you discern plainly how far short
of refinement most persons fall in these re
spects. A visitor comes, and the guest room
smells for weeks after, of her dresses and un
derwear. You see an old friend and are at
once aware that she is one of the old-fash
ioned sort who find bathing once a week
in two quarts of water all sufficient, and
air their stuff gowns only at yearly houseclean
ing. Visiting and calls become penance be
cause your friend with the lovely collection of
casts and miniatures leaves the airing of her
weli-fumished rooms wholly to the house
maid, and they smell of old wdlen. I went to
one of the best private hospitals in the most
intelligent city in this country to recover from
nervous prostration, and after lying awake a’l
night for three nights a week for want of fresh
air, I left. On a sultry September night a
room sixty feet long with a dozen or twenty
patients was supposed to be ventillated by a
window down at the the top six inches with
wire guaz; behind it. There was a vendilat
ing fan in the celia-, but to save trouble the
janitor had tried it up, or something, for not a
breath came from the ventilator. Most of the
patients lay awake too, but everybody seemed
to think it all right, and no one put two and
two together enough to ask if that was not the
reason why the nervous patients stayed on
there months at a time without feeling better.
They had grown invalids and faded at home in
just such airless rooms and would die in them.
A bright woman who was very nice in her
personal habits, told me she never knew but
two women who had any idea of keeping the
air in a room pure. I have known one man
and two women who required fresh air to
breathe as well as fresh water to drink, and
only these three in my whole life.
Julian Hawthorne tells in his father’s biog
raphy how, two generations ago Salem widows
and old maids used to shat themselves ud in
their square chambers with close curtained
bigh-post beds and spend their lives, never
going abroad, and rarely taking the sir in the
finest season. It was a habit in many old
New England towns, where the rooms smell
rankly to this day of the unwholesome habits
which had a good deal to do with the eccen
tricities and lunacies in such peculiar ladies,
and as it had many quaint relics of the former
generation, wished to preserve it. But the
odor of those India chintzes and silks was in
describable, personal and clinging. They
might have been kept with the best clothes
in an Exquimax chiffoniere. Neither washing
nor boiling would remove it, and for six week
in summer those clothes lay on the grass in the
sunshine before they were sweet enough to
be trusted in the attic. Ladies of old family,
precise education and elevated ideas of an eld-
derly cast, have before now made clear
to all about them the saying of a tidy, sweet
old housewife that “old maids smelt rank,”
and she could smell one as soon as she came
in the room. Such habits are a survival
of the polite customs of George II’s day,
and it is not much a venture to say another
age will find the ordinary practice of to-day
quite as intolerable. I wonder if we have
any right to call ourselves civilized as yet!
Rome had nearly 800 therms or hot baths in
the city under the Empire, and public baths
were as frequent as grogshops how are in New
York. What the arrangements for ventilation
were, I am not sure, Dut for wa-miag and
bathing their houses were far ahead of ours
It is for each woman to determine. Her
house at least shall be as delicately clean, com-
fortable and wholesome as her conscience or
dains, that she may not grow old before her
time. Query. When should woman be old?
Helen of Troy, may have been between forty
and fifty when Paris tell in love and carried
her off and Greek and Trojans made it a fight
ing matter. A woman was as good occasion
for war then as a fishing schooner to-day.
Diana of Po ; c iers, Duchess of Yalmtinois,
was the reiguing beauty at the Court of three
successive Kings of France, and Brantome the
historian writes, “I saw that noble dame when
she was 70, and she was as charming, as fresh
and as lovely as any lady of 30,” and ladies
were young at 30 in those days. “It was said,”
continues the gay gallant, “certain skilled
doctor and subtle apothecaries prepared for
her a potion of soluble gole that preserved
her beauty,” bat we know it was neither pow
der of gold, or pearl or of coral which kept her
young, but the magic of her daily batb, and
five hours a day in the open air, riding hard
with hawk and hound, good meat and wine, a
love of study and ready wit and a warm heart.
Madeline Guimard, the actress of sumptuous
taste, whose hotel was painted by the artist
Fragonard and L. David, her foot molded by
Houiin, the speculator, and for whose broken
arm mass was said of Notre Dame, “without
boauty,” we are told, “exercised on others
the effect of beauty, and at an advanced age
kept the appearance of youth.” She was
witty, she was thin as Sarah Bernhardt, and
most of the witty things about the latter were
first said of or by Guimard. It was her lovers
who reminded some sarcastic rival of “two
dogs fightihg fora bone.” B it she “possessed
such a profound acquaintance with the mys-
tries of the toilet that she conld have made
herself look young when she was clearly be
ginning to grow old” and was “full of grace
and gentility when she was sixty.” She was
so celebrated far her taste that Marie Antoi
nette used to consult her about dressand coif
fure.
Saddays at Sugar Hill.
Uncle Zeke’s Hat-
Mis3 Bonnie Tabb was the schoolmistress
at Laurel Grove Academy, on the I’erryville
road—the Laurel Grove being represented by
two stumpy old china trees on a red hill side.
But Miss Bunnie was thinking about meta
phorical laurel wreaths when she christened her
school house, and prided herself upon the
happy choice. She was a great stickler for
names, and was very particular about having
her own spelt with an ie. She was a bright,
chirpy little soul, somewhere on the shady side
of forty, with an old mother and a widowed
sister-in-law with five children dependent up
on her for support, besides the families of two
shiftless brothers that were always needing
help, and an impecunious brother-in-law who
was sure to be on hand every quarter day to
borrow money, to say nothing of various other
compassionate friends and relatives sdeb as one
usually fiads hanging around the so-called
“superfluous” women oi the world, with the
benevolent design of relieving them of their
superfluity.
Such being the case, Mis3 Bunnie had little
of this world’s goo is at her disposal, but she
did not sit and fold heij hands for that. She
was always ready with a kind word and a help
ful hand, if she had nothing else to give, and
her cheery little faeejras known aud welcome
wherever there was sorrow to be soothed cr
suffering to be relieved, though it was the
poorest negro cabin in the country. She was
a notable worker in the church too, and the
minister regarded her as his right bower—if I
may venture upon so profane a comparison—in
carrying on the work of Mb charge.
One Saturday evening before the “first Sun
day,” Miss Bunnie was returning home with
her mother from “Beihursdy Church,” where
they had been putting' things in order for the
next day’s meeting. The church was only
three-quarters of a mile from Miss Bunnie’s
little Dome, which she had christened the
“Bird’s Nest,’ and as Mr. Jim Thatcher had
given the old iaiy a lift iu his buggy as he
passed by in the morning on his way to town,
she did not miud walking back home in the
evening.
Tney had gone about half way when the two
ladies overtook old uncle Zeke, one of their
colored neighbors, plodding along the road
and talking earnestly to himself. On hearing
footsteps approaching, the old man looked
around, and seeing two white ladies, politely
stood aside and waited for them to pass, but
not before. Miss Bunnie had caught the last
words of his soliloquy:
“An’ she can’t even go to de burial; hit’s a
hard worl’, sho’.”
Uncle Z ike’s countenance wore such a lugu
brious expression, and the words she had over
heard were so suggestive of a funeral—the only
excitement outsice oi the yearly revivals at
Bstbesda, they ever enjoyed in the neighbor
hood—that Miss Bunnie felt constrained to in
quire into the manor. If she had not been a
school-mistres3, Miss Bunnie would merely
nave asked, iike anybody else :
“Whatis the matter, uncle Zeke? Ilie there
been a death in the neigliaorhood?”
But being a echool mistress, and feeling it
incumbent upon her to sustain her character as
a person of superior culture, even in the most
exciting situations, she. asked instead:
“What has occurred to discompose you so,
uncle Zeke? Has any one suddenly deceased
in the neighborhood?”
“No’m, Miss Bunnie,” answered uncle Zeke
solemnly, “ ’taint nobody ’ceased as I knows
on; hit’s a heep wusser’n dat, Miry’s husbun’s
dead.”
Miss Bunnie answered with a non-committal
“oh,” not knowing what else to say. Her ex
perience of husbands, albeit but second-hand,
was not of a nature to make her regard the
loss of one as an unmitigated evil.
“Yes’m,” uncle Z;ke went on withont wait
ing for her to make any further response, “she
mar’ied Jake Dallis atter Jim Henderson quit
her, an’ he was sont to de penitentiary de nex'
summer, fur ninety-nine veer, on account er
his salt an’ battering Griff Linter, at Mabaly
Wells’s quiltin’. Day tuk him up yander to
de coal mines an’wuked him so hard tell he
didn’t live out his time. I heern in town dis
mawnin’ dat he was dead, an’ dey had done
sont his body to de studers up yonder in At-
lanty to mek dere physic an’ dere intments
outer, an’ so dere can’t be no funer'L”
Uncle Zeke made this announcement in such
a dolefnl voice that Miss Bunnie felt she had
no words equal to the occasion, so she offered
him instead, by way of consolation, the brown
paper parcel in which were the remains of her
lunch. Uncle Zeke had not enjoyed a good
square meal for so long that in exploring the
contents he quite forgot, for the moment, his
disappointment about Jake Dallas’ funeral.
Tne ladies in the meantime pursued their
way withont interruption till they came to the
foot of the hill on which their cottage stood
Here the spring branch, bridged by a foot log,
crossed the road. There had been a rain the
night before which had caused the branch to
overflow, and they had not observed, when
they passed in the morn ng, that it had left at
the end of the log a muddy place, which an ac
tive person conld easily clear at a bound, but
which poor old Mrs. Tabbs’ legs were not
nimble enough to master. Uncle Z -fee, seeing
their dilemma, looked around in vain for some
way of helping them out of it; but the stock-
law had been In operation over the county for
three years, and there was not even a fence
rail, the usual reroute * in such emergencies,
available. But U-c.e Zeke was not to oe out
done, aud seeing no other means at hand,
quick as thought he snatched his old woolen
hat from h:s head aad flung it down before
the ladies.
Cnc.e Zeke had never heard of Sir Waiter
Riiei.h, and the world will never hear of Un
cle Zeke and his humble exploits, but it was a
sight to make the shade of the good knight
humble itself in Paradise, to see the old negro
standing there, ragged and threadbare, freely
rendering to age and poverty the homage that
the polished cavalier had proudly reserved for
a queen.
But good old Mrs. Tabb, though no queen,
was something much better—a lady, and could
not find it in her heart to spoil the old man’s
bat by stepping on it. She knew that the bat
tered old hat of the negro was more to him
than the broidered mantle to the knight—if in
deed she had ever heard of Sir Walter herself
—and gently declined to make use of the step
ping-stone provided for her.
“La, missis, you nee’nter be afeerd er spilin’
uf it; hit woan hurt dat hat to put yo’ foot on
it,” insisted Uncle Zeke, and by way of prov
ing bis assertion, be set one of bis own ample
soles upon the crown and mashed it flat against
the ground. After that, not much farther
damage conld be done, so Mrs. Tabb set her
foot gingerly on one edge of the brim, as if she
were treading upon a living creature, and thus
landing safe on dry ground once more. Un
cle Zeke gathered up his dilapipated head gear,
gave it a shake or two, stuck it back ou his
head and went his wsy never dreaming that
he had just performed an act of gtllantry
which, if he had been one of the great ones of
the earth, would be trumpeted wherever the
English language is spoken. E. F. A.
DON’T GAT ICE CREAM.
Bob Burrdette Tolls Why Young People
Should Pi fraiD,- —
Some Instances of Indulgence in the
Icy Beverage, and the Results—
The Old Man’s Slumber Songs
—Eternal Fitness.
Our Sewing Machine Premiums.
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[Copyrighted, 1888.]
It is a thankless task to warn young peo
ple of the evils of over indulgence in cooling
viands and drinks daring the heated term.
Young people will be young people, but not
very long, if they keep on gorging that insid
ious foe to health and life—ice cream. There
is death, and, what is worse, premature old
age in the freezer.
On an unlucky day last summer, an inno
cent young friend of mine began to eat ice
cream every Sunday. In spite of the warn
ings of his friends he kept up this practice
nearly three weeks, and then one day he fell
while chasing a street-car, abrading the skin
on both his shins, and running a sliver into the
ball of his thumb so far that, it made his teeth
ache when he pulled it ou . When he went
home that evening he In .r iedthat his eldest
boy, of whom he is v ry proud, had been
licked in a fair fight by a boy no; half his sizs.
Another friend ate ice cream with his young
comrades every summer for three years. After
eating it about two months he noticed that his
boots began to run over at the heel. His aged
pastor besought him to abandon the perni
cious habit, and his sweetheart, with tears and
prayers, added her entreaties to the minister’s.
In the forlorn hops of reforming him the fool
ish young girl married him. The next Sun
day after their wedding they were out driving,
when a runaway horse, driven by the pastor,
dashed into them and knocked thirty-seven
dollars out of his buggy and lamed his horse,
the minister’s turn-out escaping without a
scratch. Still, he neglected the warning, and
in six weeks somebody poisoned his dog! My
friend is now the father of twins, both of whom
or which, inherit, or probably will inherit,
their father’s vice. ,
Another instance I may cite of a yenng
girl of very prepossessing personal appearance
and engaging manners, while employed in the
family of an acquaintance of oars as governess,
became addicted to the ice cream habit. Iu a
short time it grew upon her, and began to in
terfere with her duties in the schoolroom. One
day, while seated at the sewing-machine, she
ran a needle clear through her thumb, and for
several days thereafter whenever she ate ice
cream, she felt a sharp pain in her thumb. She
disregarded the warning, however, and last
week she was carried away. The man who
carried her away married her when he carried
her as far as the church, and sli9 is now the
wife of her employer, worth sixty thousand
dollars, and can take her slipper and spank
chain lightning ont of the impudent children
that used to bully the life out of their poor
governess. (P. S —And she does it, too.)
A Bingle teaspoonful of ice cream dropped
upon the tongue of a rattlesnake will kill the
man that drops it just as quick as tha rattle
snake can get a crack at him, which will ha
while, he is measuring the ice cream.
Fifteen grains of strychnine, mixad with a
freezor fall of ice cream, will kill as many peo
ple as a young man can stand treat for.
Adogshutupin an air-tight iron box, for
six weeks, and fed upon nothing but ice cream,
will die.
A yonng man whom I knew presumptuously
declared that he could live upon ice cream. He
ate fifteen cents’ worth, and defiant^ ordered
another dish. While waiting for it, he heard
a noise out in the street, and going out to see
what caused it, a steamer, ou its way to a fire,
knocked him down and ran over him. An
ambulance was summoned, and while waiting
to be conveyed to the hospital, the wretched
youth died of old age.
***
Granpa,’ said Teddy, as the old gentle
man woke up from a loud-soundmg-af ter- dinner
nap, “if you’d give your nose a spoonful of par
egoric don’t you think you could put it to sleep,
too?”
*
“To the v.ctors,” remarked the gentleman
in the opposition, firing a peach-blow egg into
a ratification meeting of tns triumphant party,
“belong the spoiled.”
***
“Mr. Booz e,” said the pleasant faced land
lady- of the Tanner House, as the young gen
tleman came down for breakfast at eleven
o’clock, “you’re the light of this house.” “Am
II” asked Mr. Boozie, greatly pleased. “Yes,”
said Mrs. McKerrel, sweetly, “headlight.”
AndMr. Boczie smiled feebly.
***
A sailor for sea,
And a spinster for tea,
A lawyer for talk, and a soldier lor fighting;
A baby for noise,
And a circus for boys,
And a typowriterjman to do autograph writing.
A banker for chink,
And a printer for ink,
A leopard for spots, and a wafer for sticking;
A crack base-ball flieger,
An opera-singer,
A shot-gun, a mule, and a choir for kicking.
What isthe’.bored of trade, Angela? Well,
we should Bay the man who gets home with his
new horse, and finds that he has ring-bone,
spavin, cracked hoof, corns, and is shoulder
shotten, hipped broken-windad, aud that he
kicks, bites, balks, and shies. If he isn’t
bored of trade he’s a mighty patient, hopeful
man.
It is said that the la-ly who wrote the'song,
“In the Gloaming,” made -$3000 out of it. Sue
might j ist as well have made §5000, if she had
let people know she contemplated writing it.
*
“I ree,” remarked the proof-reader, “that
one bad error went through in one of the po
ems last week. The boys printed ‘padlock’
for ‘wediock.’ Shall I reprint it, or call atten
tion to it in a correction?” “N—no,” replied
the editor, “let it go as it is. Everybody will
understand it.”
“I hate that man!” exclaimed Mrs. Upper-
cea, “I’d iike to make his life miserable!'’
■‘Teli yon what,” said her husband, warmly,
I’ll send the wretch an invitation to your mus-
icaie. We’il torture him!”
*%
“Toothy victor belong the sdoils,” remarked
the dentist, as he drew out a human fang, too
far gone to fi 1. With a stifled groan the
stricken patient seiz id a pair of pullikens,
roiled on ihe ti oor, and died without paying his
bill.
Robert J. Buroette.
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