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m \ V' 4 ipoken of this ntu. pretty girl. Jtck was not In the s bat he came In after are,. t mA slipped into his place beslu. Ron, “Who is that?” be asked in a* trader- THESUNflYSOUTH, ATLANTA, GA., “New Major,” replied Carlton. Jack’s eyebrows went np and tbeoor at rs of his month went down—that Ethel Mordannt’s husband, that coarse-month ad, hard faced, loud roloed brute-now he understood the old nurse’s reticence, now he knew the meaning of the Mrsere hues about her mouth; that Ethels kne lt was Incredible to hun, lncred- iSK. I hVbtMrtill had violet flowers were “By Jove,” his thoughts run, “how she must have altered after I left Blankhamp ton. 1 suppose she has grown the rue sssstsrpsnof her mother by this time. 1 “What d'you think of htasf 1 ’ j altered after I left Blankhamp- 1 suppose she has grown the vary ■ — I em a# te„ as MAthae h* ftklfl tlMB.” sued Carlton la his ear, at that “I don’t think anyth! swsred Jack a share sharp' side of a naan stakes twi i one way or the other. I at all,” an |y, “the oot ItUe differ-1 Wiyandthanha [how la the world ■ marriage eoud by any poesiblUty hare eoase about or even been brought about bstwssn such a asaa as Major Dennis and his old Mead and fiist lore, Ethel Molds unt. Immediately after lunch he wont round and asked the Colonel to introduce him to Major Dennis. “I believe, Sir,” he said in his pleasant voice, “that I have the pleasure of knowing Mrs. Dennis.” “Indeed,” returned toe Major without In tDT waj helping him.” “If she was Miss Mordaunt of the Cliffs, Blankhampton,” Jack went on. * Yes, my wife was Miss Mordaunt,” said the Major. “My father was the Bishop of Blank hampton,” said Jack—“and the CUffe is next to the Palace. Miss Mordhhnt and i- .wore children together and great -trads.” “Ah', — flrst love I suppose and its vlrttd tbe Major with a harsh is now r The v-o.-nel loosed surprised and not a little disgusted; J<ck drew his head up rather s'.ffly and answered In scarcely such a pleasant voice as he had spoken In before. “1 have not seen her for over twelve j ears, Sir—1 cannot even say if she remembers me.” As the C Lionel maintained a dead si lence and Jack has not so much as the ghost of a smile on bis face, it must have occurred to Major Dennis that he had said something which would have been tetter left unsaid. At ail events, he burst into a somewhat unmirthful laugh and patted Jack lightly on the shoulder. “Aht well, joking apart, I daresay Mrs. Dennis will rememoer you well enough. Come down to the hotel and see her. She hated leaving the o:d regiment though the didn’t u ant to go to India—but sue doesn’t think muon of Cherisey, from what she has seen so far, and I fancy an eld friend’s face will be a perfect god send to her.” Jack’s isce cleared Instantly. “Thank you \ ery much, Sir. I should like to see Mrs. Dennis again Immensely. Will she be at home th.tfaf.t noon?’’ “Uhl I sbould mink so. I shall not bs able to get back till after fi re, but you can look in when you like, iou know.” “Thank you very much, Sir,”said Jack gratefully. It happened to be a clear afternoon for him, and when he had finished his clga rette Jack strolled into Carlton’s hut. “Monty,” he said carelessly—“I’m going aown to call on Mrs, Dennis. Will you come? ’ “No,” said Carlton promptly, “you’ll get on very well without me.” ‘ Obt don’t be rusty, old chap, come alone,” Jack urged. “Not to day, my friend.” “But you’ll have to go some time or ather.” “I daresay I shall,” “Then why not do it now as well as to morrow or next week.” ‘ On! I mayn’t be alive next week, then I shall get off it altogether.” “Monty, what an aes you are.” “I know, I know. But I'm not going to call on anyone to day.” So Jack, finding bis friend Inflexible, went and changed what he called bis “togs” and went off to the town to call su his old love, Ethel. Yes, sbe wss at home, the waiter said. So Jack wa taken upstairs feeling quite lervous at the prospect of seeing her again. The waiter opened the door of a room on tUc first fl. or and ushered him In with an antcunctmi nt, “Mr. Trevor.” Mrs. Dennis was bluing in a laige lounging chair with h■ r back to the door and was reading a bock. She rore when the mau spoke and came to meet her ■'‘■^ny’jtc-fl 1 j£', oaoe ’ sUe uttered a As It youY’ "" She held out both hands in hor joy at feeing him, and Jack took luem aim held them ‘ast. do go law sometimes, row kaow, hot that's net tto saaro at aiL” “Bntyon’ro happy yoo hovo a good timeF ha aakad imxteroly. “Oh so so, “aha replied. “Bot 700*10 hot no-happy ewaiy? ha cried la dismay. “Yoo mists A aw,” retoned Mra. Dan- ■is, pallia* becaaif together with no af- fort—“I Jeot wood pants ■’Whatshould change ««mr, Ethel you knew at home . * you are grown up, and married, he said, smi'-lug at her. . “And what d.fferer.c idooBtbatJ?*in the demanded. “1 ceu.dn t help it in 1 “AtidThope you didn’t want to help either,” s? id ne, t; j’ing now to show what je felt about her liusbana. “OhI well—well,” and she gave a soft little sigh. “1 was so very young to be Jack ard Major Dennis is so “ueb older th’an I am, you know. You’ve se^-n him, of course '0.1 yes 4 Mrs. Dennis began to laugh “How funny it is for y< n to call cu me! Isn't it funr.j ?'’ *Whnt U W.i, I cannot explain it, but aays athome. Do joureme ha , f I*’“ What a g P .uch_y JttJhwsttJ he gave me permission to that lam nnhappp—sod 1 suppose I gat a very gos4 lima, if yoo call going oot In aoetelf having a good tea. But—hot I thlak I was over ednroted. and they did not begin a they meant to goon, which wao pity- They begin with my tether’s idea of oduoauon—outdoor exar else - riding—hunting—fishing- olimbing trees—a rsgolar term-yard aort of life; and than aftsr you want away from tbs Palace, they changed all that. I had two governssaee and they taught me how to be ladylike, I wsa not allowed to ride much for tear of making me crooked; I waa not allowed to walk without a para sol for fear of spoiling my complexion; and I had to take care of my hands, and to do tbia,that and the other, until I ha ted my lire and wished many a time that I had never been born. Perhaps if had married a man who would have encour aged me to ride and drive and play ten ms, I might have forgotten all the hor rible process of my education. But Ma jor Dennis batts masculine women and never lets me get on a hoiks or have tie reins In my hands. “My poi-r Utile friend,” said Jack, tak ing the hand nearest to him in his own and holding it tenderly. All this must be so bad for yon.” “Yes.” hopelessly. “I might hare got my nerve back and been quite my old self again ny this time. But as it Is— well, among them they have killed my nerve and —and—I think they have broken my heait too.” “My poor little Mend,” repeated Jack softly. She snatched her hand away. “No, don’t pity me,” she cried, with a half hysterical laugh. “I cannot bear that, anything but that. I ought not to have told you. I assure you, Jack, 1 nev, r tell anybody. We were four years with the old regiment and not one of them knew I had ever been on a horse In my life, * You don t mean it?” “Oh! yes—but there, don’t let us talk of It again—it’s not worth It. It all comes of overeducating me. I think I had not brains enough to stand It.” “And your husband Ethel, is he—is he—You a:e happy in your marriage!” “On!—we get along very well. My mother thinks it a great pity now that I married so young. You see, when ws were married, Major Dennis was next to the Frothingham title—and two years and a half ago old Lady Frothingham died and the old lord married again at once, within three months or somtthlng like that. It wouldn’t have mattered so much only they’ve got twin boys a year old now, so the chaucea of my husband ever being Lord Frothingham are ex- oeedingly small.” “Bat yon don t care.” “Not In the least. I think I prefer to be as 1 am—but my mother took the mar riage as a great trouble and the twins al most proved her death. Major Dennis disappointed, you see ne had looked upon hlmselt so long and had been looked upon by others as the next Lord Frothingham, and he feels dreadfully ag grieved about it.” “1 can understand that.” “A- d Lora Frothingham added insult to injury by asking him to be godfather to the neir ’just to show there waa no Ill- feeling.’ And he waa so angry, I dared not laugh.” “Ana ne was angrj ?’’ “OhI—honlbly—awfully angry.” “And I don't wonder,” laughed Jack. “It seems to me that it can’t really make much difference, bat I can understand his being angry aoont it. By the bye, I wonder If we couldn’t talk the Major over Into letting yon ride again.” Ethel started np in positive alarm. “Oh! no, don t try, don t think of it for an^icstant. Hu never would—and—and lse ,ne you won’t suggest anything off JbS.iiiVfineJasa.ert.a-JseiSSr'abn'rOOklifat her c osely. “I say, Ethel,” he said slow ly, “are you afraid of your husbano? She looktd from side to side and tried to laugh the question off. “It’s not exactly that J» ck ». a! J® Ba,< *’ “only he la a great deal older than ns, yon know, and has an immense Idea of his rank and all that. And I know he wouldn’t like It and—aud It s so awfully j Ally for me to have you ‘“la soagaio, i shouldn't like yon to do anything to V6 “And*when did yon say ‘awfully jolly’ last, I wondei? ’ sail Jack smiling. Never since you went away from the - the Msjor s wife TSS^JSatmmmm wroodln the Ji light, and the breesa stirred the laovro of the tones In the front yam throwing roil, green Note living seen, end the dog, to all king of the realm. He dosed an while the pigeons flew away, end broke the etillneae rove the ter off tinkle of noowbaU. At last there wee heard * light footstep along the wide hall, end n slender, girlish figure appeared in the open doorway. It was of s girl of eighteen summers straight end slim, yet willowy end gram tal. Here waa not e strikingly beautiful face, but one that possessed an Irreetsti charm, with its shadowy gray eyes and clouds of dark hair. She was plainly dressed, end over her arm hang the ribbons of a large white hat. St\e looked out at the golden snnehlne and then glanced at the dog. “Why, Brunet 1 ’ she exclaimed; “you lszy fellow! To be lying here asleep, and all tnla delicious afternoon slipping away from nel Get np this Instant, sir, and come with me for a walk.” Brnno rose, wagged his tall, and, after shaking himself, somewhat reluctantly followed his mistress down the braid stone steps, through the dim, shady front yard, and out into the level road— a country road in summer time—its way side flowers, the green trees whispering, nodding and clasping hands aloft and tnrowing a shimmer of scattered sun beams upon the heads cf passers, like a shower of gold! Sach a scene lives in the heart, and oomes back to the memory like the sweetness of a dear dead Mend. Leah walked on and on, enjoying the quiet beauty of the scene, until she be gan to ascend a hill over which the road wound wltn a gentle carve. Suddenly there was the sound of horse’s hco's, and In a moment a horse man appeared on the brow, and rapidly advanced. Lsah raised her head and glanced ear erly at the stranger as he cane onward. Then she paused, with a look of expec tancy In her eyes. As she stood the droot ing vines touched her dark hair lovingly, and her face grew bright with the light that rarely Illumines a human face on this side the weary river—the light of perfect happiness and unselfish love. He reined In his horse, and looked down upon her, but alas! with quiet, friendly eyes which were blind to the light in her face and diaf to the story her radiant eyes would have whisp red to his heart. Ah, Lsah, is it youT I was harrying, so that I could stop and speak to you; and behold! the intensity of my wish brought yon to meet mel Did yon feel no mysterious Inclination to walk in this direction.” L:ah laughed. He had dismounted and was walking beside her. “Well, it la hard to say whether I did or not, con sidering that I almost invariably take my afternoon walk this way. However that may be, here I am, and yon may tell me why yon so much wished to see me.” Vane Howard did not immediately re ply bat walked on in silence. At last he pat oat bis hands and took hers. “Leah, little friend,” he said, “yon have been like a sister to me so long that I mast tell yon a Utile secret and ask yon to sympathize with me.” Leah listened, like one in a dream, while he went on talking rapidly, telling her of bis love—not for ner, Heaven help her)—but for another! She walked mechanically on, stunned and sick, listening to his words in silence. She noted everything in a listless way, even the chirp of the crickets In the long grass by the roadside and the fantastic snad- ows thrown by the setting son. Taen everything seemed to liTtT yon lilt What Is the L— y g Qe rallied, released herself from his Above that fire bbu wm asSEwsfiggst 8TOT,ES EES®!® book in the corner of the twpii* opti ur - -* - — times. OhI Jack, what a pity itW^'.S we ever grow up." Jaeklfcevor rooked aside ether end twisted himself ronod a little ne he eat. “Why, Ethel, yen don’t mm to say i you'd like to go back to the CUffe Blsekhempton again ” he cried. “Ahl would I nott” she answered. “I MORNING. DECEMBER 13,1890. Congress in ftrifcgaESBBBFty * Pak “ #ut tools* to apaj.1 waroitel iHeevenl—not I 8 he started ■■ and rushed from] stain, into the ha Her sort met ■What to the “Are von Ult Leek Bang AS4.poiBtiBt “FIrel” andeJB “How her feet teamed rtietehtoJ mile, while in the sggSgaESgyc geaL A enroll gronptfj lone, eweetoeek spvhtetc—, In thair eke wanton in white wringing her bar ■ and shrieking eland, wee eU she sen- ‘My daughter to la that hones, end ne°» wUloavo hart” ■Leah, turned ■MBHlaMH to the a brighter light on the power of any theie. “Have no few, “I wlU aave her P A horror-etrlcken e “Not not yon tain death!” Leah called for a ro •tent had disappear* The crowd lookt with _ _ jOtld fire have thrown said, oalmly. broke out: t will be car and the next in i the smoke. >n wltn hashed breath. The mother,1|U on her knees, and, with her eye^tegl on the windows above, prayed tor both At last the window—bat window from which the light had tunkled warningly at Leah—burst open, end she appeared with a limp, white btden in her arms. Beckoning thoss betw to approach, Leah sUently and wihffMtrange, super bu nan strength, lowerd the white form into the arms ontstiethed to receive it. And then the terriff np at the bra-w ‘ — 1-aTT For the StncKY Booth. - *> OUT CHARITY has been in a great deal of trouble lately. A tew nights ago, aa 1 rot alone writing, she en tered. There wore signs in the air. Her Meek eyee snapped portentonaly; her wrinkled tees Into n mighty effort of self- control, and she waa plying her anaff-bmah in a vigorously resent- tel manner, which I know from long ex perience was typical of dire vengeanoe jetoec rifl| | ' Tflcu people looked ner. Merciful heaven! Too late! .’he flamus al ready wreathed the vindow at which she stood, forming a trilUant, immortal frame for the picture hat wonld Uve for ever in the memory, oj-hoso who saw Itl Leah stood re-.ignedly .gainst the flam ing background, a gloified martyr. Her white face, in lie ntte netfalnees and t eace, was turned upw rd, and her won erftal gray eyes filled vlth I he mystery of life and death, looket away past the crowd, psst the n^lpi hi* zing hell be neath, ont into the (Wst summer night ard up to the etef where He whose name is love loks forth on the wrongs of this life! And the white-hairs! minister, with trembling voice, said “..nt ns pray.” And he prayed “that the wiite soul of the maiden might to its haven of rest; that this grandest if all hnman sac rifices might be acceptable.” And the hearts of all were moved as the closing words fell frtni his lips: “And greater love hath no mm than tbie—that he lay down his life forhis friend!” Luma Davib. AUNT SA1UE. Slie MaajfiLHetiuat Love Af- ter Full Eighteen Years. ar n. aud smiled Into his face. Oh! the courage of these women! Call them weak, and ascribe aU robust quali SStoS brother—man—but they pos sess a silent, a deadly courage, c *“ endure even unto death, and make no "‘“It is nothing,” she said. cMmly- “rnerely a little faintness—only a throb. Goon. Yon were saying— .. That you know her welLj^WM ^with OhI jou were then aaUahooknowT ’ - dn - t ,, wit h a ‘No, lm B “£e 1 r eat fun all the lame icd doyou remember Crummies. Ji $o be sure I do. What got him!” '-Nothing. I have him still, she an ‘*w£*t is Crummies alive Jack tried. “Why he must be as old as the ^“Scarcely so old as that. Stay. PU Ti “ wiv he knows you.” Ethel cried. ‘ h® cannot pcsslbly remember you—not after*all tlfroe yroro he wc" a baby when jougave him to me. “You forget I wonder if you could Annt Sallie was at old maid. She lived in a cottage kepi bright with new paint, and sweet with the odor of flow ers, When I war. achiil I loved to stay there and listen to tht'clear, sweet note of the robin, mingled w.th the inimitable lingo of the bobolink in the orchard. It seemed to me that on no other trees did snoh pink and white wreaths of apple blossoms gleam from among seagreen leaves. Delicious bird music came with these flowers in the glad springtime; bat in autumn, golden fruitage hang over the old stone wall, Her garden, too, was a marvel of thrift and neatness. The climbing peas were in rank row*;: the red lined leaves of the bents revealed a world of sweet ness; the beans grew fast and think; the spreading cabbages stood empearled with morning dew. Why a woman with auih thrifty, in dustrions habits married, was a mystery to me. aq f rlends. It was am bat never satisfacto.; One golden Ootoi thf slipping away j oouid b8 heard . m music with wlH^, I- j filled. l a buggy came’’ as to all of her cion often asked, (answered, day, when nuts from their I verse seemed |g down the ave- Palace,” answered — .. promptly and laughDg quite gaily.. Just tuen the door opened and the Mf jor entered the room. Tue langh. died awav from Ethel’s lace. Crummies lifted hto lip and showed his teeth in a dumb snarl, and Jr.ck Trevor at once got on to ^“Then you found your way . do ^ a TrevoiT ’ said the burly Major in a very af ^I b dld° n sir—as soon as you were gm^ enough to give me leave to come, I lost n *‘And how*do you think my wife’s look- ^“Mrs. Dennis has grown “P *.*!! her last, but I should have known her 107^6761” JilCk MBWCWd. _ “rimt’s all right. Well, you must come down and see her when you Uke. Come and dine tomorrow night-—eight® “I shall be delighted, Sir,” t Bat as he walked away Jong the quiet little street, the question came to tom ‘•Why did he ask me and why was sne so surprised that he did sot” (To be Continued.) least alartned. I have walked rapidly, and anutired. I think I will turn back D< ‘‘Verv well. I wlU go with you, as my wavisyours! L?an upon my arm, and J^wtS not find the walk so tiresome. SS ,ffiie^h»he“rse^ e?“Md that other—oh, the bitter mock with no slight 6r kto vto^roundtdtei away as he told | V “It was_Herb<t 8t,J»_manto whom her " *"*™ was the nue, in the dlr*^4^ Aunt SaUie’s house. I pnshea " l >y tangled yeUow carls away from n " f yea, and psered curiously ont at th»- *fU, elderly mm who seemed Intent on Us own thoughts and did not notice me. Aunt SaUle, attracte- by the noise of the wheels, came to thaloor. She looked aeratin'zlngly at the sttngir for a mo ment. then came slowlput to meet him. I could not distinctly ear what either said, but 1 noticed an uasnal excite ment in my aunt’s manner, 1 she led the way into the house. The visitor remaineun hour or two, then departed in_the me stately man - Ee /‘ snDDOsed hetme on busiocss con nected with therm, and did not go i a Immediately, ^en 1 rettaned, I was snrarised at thdessMful blush which had crept into 1 * l ®t s cheek and the soft happy Hght'blci beamed from her ieman?” I asked, of cariosity in myr I saw him four years •Four yeais sgo. M “At the Cliffe, Of fatei—neruu~^----- be M d "nmvi Herbft»»•, » man to whom Lis vol<* sounded fro away ro s h*ll—God wlUnjioon be married,” Kng^mi“tolpplnese- sh*eanswerod, ***** more to herself rfnttoe in whifh.be was to have no | tlmn to m^^ ’^‘sssgvsai m sa *^ssssksss w » thr.«to3.inkWWndthe hUU, and ^ntoe l-t Sngerlng tints of amber almost . . >w a lit tle while ago Is tbe'man I ever truly engage tom when I was its old even tneia« ’ loved. I was engtoje nun when 1 was -u,.., said, aa he °g wl ?? a U, ®5^2d f gently. auntT Where has ton through aU .aaBCJWg&PSIagSMaay “ SfJKfilS fiv<"l Beautiful Dreams ’■aid, “and Mr, jww 11 ■ —f gf euu— _ • — tor your happiness- u to his Steel to forty-four, rod many y< He pressed bwhane’ UTtod r “ l# “ way ^Tremain for ns yfou ask why Mpff* t y. d ,«i°°°ht^wlth not a backward | did not marry Ma ’, 1 , w “ young, at the quiet figure to *sfi^«aaaasfS: WhenT Where?” she .... _ of course. Just before But how was it I never saw you? • You were away. 1 on., “?Ohi-?»ee.””tt ea after a moment’s pmnse, “Nurse never told me that yon *^•1 wonder whyt’’ said he, with some sstonishment In his tone. . Mrs Dennis made a vague future • s if tooonvey to him that she »Ibciimte- ISsBs si £s°ba SgaSSiSSSSB Ethri,after her rfSZtton, SThtotorttower of Blankhampton C q*Jlftaew now thnt N owe Sommer* had ^ only to be kind, only that XitoSwhto^fbSdear old playleUow J^SiriSe^to tort.WtoS Well!vroU.it waa all over now, a* 1 here DenaiM looked up at hto ** '^'heleht. at his good fair tooe and r nounshim. For the Sunny Bouth. When quite n smaU chUd I was left an I _ orphan. My brothers sold the old borne darknees, toto tnraea wwa~^“ and bade me good by. Leaving me to house, where thoughts twramou u» live with a married sister, they went J ly. West. baokward J did not marry tom - - -- nto sne sw»i lM _i n ~ on the I We tort a quarrel inn I see now I iHnoe at the quiet figure lea g I was greatly to btoro* left and went to China, where hi me he has made a fortune. I am out with him I when he returns tc Flowery King- dOI Oh. Auntie!” I .breathless with 3Ste5£S5'a?Ss that window, stood by my bod aiao aim | wotttwdt o u j w-tod me to Heaven. Then pointing to Heaven, said: &weU. Uke a shrimp beside Urn. “Would yon have known me, Jackf, * touStod # oto alord-“Wby. Ethel, ./Smne 1 should have known yon—any • * Mt M*ered n exoept « »•« dot” (l Perhaps so,” “there’s no telling what maj J*’ One month fron®*y Aunt Salllo scams Mrs. Stee«led away to she told me good by, and | m t. When one is tired, tnat V(U .— ^ I^nially escaped to ..waA harMif In# She walked ww ^ I j have reconciled to her marriage wi^**^ yellowish open winnow. looked on^iS^^oror^wtoroUro | ^“KSoulJe P«>yed_to be I trembled inwardly, for I did not know bat that I was the innocent c bject of her wrath. tubs Mt my mind nt rest by asking, in n voice bosky with suppressed emotion: “Whar’sde JedgeT Iwantde Jed gel 1 said I was gunter teU de Jedge, an’ I is! He’ll see me git justioe. He’U he’p me pdneh em (pnnleh). Whar is hef ” I fold her he was absent, bnt assured her that he would “punch” anybody she said punch, and then I went on in a pa- c.fic, soothing way to find ont her trouble. She set her round black arms akimbo and began with a bewilderli g confusion of “yon knows,” “you stes,” and “de chiroh.” When I finally got my mind aboard her train of thought it was running at the rate of sixty miles an hoar, the throttle wide open and enough steam In reeerve to explcde the boiler. “Yon see, dey been tamed me ont de church; me dat alnt never done nuthin. Your Annt Charity, honey, none tnrn me ont lak a dog, without no offer, neber ebon had no ’mittee to set on me! Ho w d yon like to be driv ont and not be sot ont And I wanter kno w if I can pnnoh em for ralnln my character, totln false ’ports. I gnnter take em tode cote hous<! ’ “Why, of coarse,” I told her, “yon can sne them for slander if they have rained your good name. What were the charges against you!” “De charges wcz f3.t0; dat’s whnt de charges wuz. I thought I could pay what 1 exposed and I paid three dollars, and dey go and say I didn’t pay nnthicl Yee dat’s de onliest offer dey makes. Yon didn’t know dey turned yon out for not payinT Well, honey, you don’t know bow much. Cose! You see, dey axes yon first foryonr sees ment mighty perlite; an If yon don’t'spon dey axes yon again, like yon gotter; and den if you don’t, d; y sands a ’rniltee to sat on yoo; aid if cat don’t fetch yon, dey nps and cuts yon loose. Now, dat ar ’mittee dt y ’pinted to wait on me—dere was my ciass leader and Brndder Nolan and Sis Tempo. Now, yon know yourself, honey, dat Bis Tempo is too bnsy gassin aroun totln other peo ple’s business, to set on nothin.” “Why, I thought you and Tempo were great friends,” 1 interrupted “ Who, me, 81s TjmpleT Why, she’s de ole bell cow of de whole gang! It’s nothin but dat ar piece er red flannin ’twlxt her teeth dat started de whole cohobblety. Yon know I been hatter spend a heap er money for dls here misery in my shoulder and sendln’ de chiUnn to schoo'; an yon know, tong boat Christmas, I give myself a collation to git money to go to sc e my folks what I ain’t seen since slavery time, an jest case I don't give it dem an takes a trip. Sis Temple Is j salons. It’s money! money I money I *•1 ’clare to grrclous! dey can’t have nothin ceptin dey have a co-llcctlon. Yon goes to church and hears a good sermant an boot de time de spirit gits to movin’ in yon strong, dey go to tryin to m»ke your pockets happy. How kin anybody git happy when dey’s spectin ev’ry minlt to have de contibution box plated at em! ’Pears lak dey say ‘I done made yon happy—now pay for III’ Does dsy pint de contib ition box at you every San dayt” I was oblighed to admit that they did. “ Pears to me lak dey medge: your ’ligtne by de empiness of your pocket book. Look at de love feast. Dere is Bruddcr Ishmael wha!.V'j'j’i?i ta „^or de has dJ my brndder?’ And der’s Sib ter Jane Dun can, what's so rich she can ’ford to have a sep’ate pa for every one of her six chil dren. When she gits np dey all shouts and he’ps her. Bnt when your Aunt Charily, or any de poor ones gits up to late deir speriunce, dey twisses and squirms aroun’ in deir seats lak dey mighty tired. Dat’s what make me nay what I say.” “Why, 1 thought Jane was a pillar in the church,” I s ld. ‘ Wei',, if she is, she’s a plller sham!” she jerked- ont, Indignantly. I forgave the fnn, and she went on: “It was at de love feast dey tuck en read me ont; and if it hadn’t er been dat I voml- nates a foss, I’d er had it ont right dere. I ain’t no gronin’ to be walked onl “Den jest about dat time sisier Malissa ■no *i®ter Tildy got in a rampage ’boat Si TUdy’s hankcher what sis Liesy done tuck en snatch while sis Tildy was hol- dln’ her hands ober front her eyes, takin’ de love feast! x “Me takes de love feast? Who—me? No, I didn’t have none in my heart, and what my stomache gnnter do with it? Not dat I is hanker after dishyer church! Plenty more ohnrehes glad to git my little dime. Dishyer ohnreh make me think ’boot two oxee goln’ down de road, one of’em wan’t to go gael till he see de odder want to go get! den he’s bleeged to go haw I . "Bot what gits me; when I gin myae’f de collation and put de money in my poc^e*, <ie preacher, he say I oughtn’t er he studying ’tout tomorrow, bnt jest look ter de Lord. Hukhnm Us children wears noroeco shoes and mine wears de white folks worn ont onee? Hukhnm his wife’s “•“ff to? in her lap, when mine is My ffynewtfcer. Whene’er I see her pretty f»c«, Low o’er the keyboard bending. And watch her winning, girlish I To this old office lending A brighter gleam or sun and light, I can’t think, I declare. That she’s the girl with whom I light About my work and sweer. And is I watch her fingers pink Fast flying o’er the keys, Half tenderly I sit and think Of what my fancy secs. And at the end of every day, When she, with whom I’ve list tied. Ha. gone, to her machine I say, “No wonder you get rattled!” —Janies G. Burnett in St. Fan! Globe. Foredoomed to Failure. Johnson—f have a new scheme on band. I’m organizing a combine of literary men in the country, to protect their business interests. Bronson—It won’t work. Many of our most prominent litterateurs could never bo harmonized together. For instance, George Francis Train, E’Xa Wheeler Wil cox, John ij. Sullivan and Nellie Bly.— Light. A Gentle Mint. Dry Goods Prince—tones won’t give ns any more orders, eh? Drummer—Well, he didn’t say so In so many words, but that’s what he gave me to understand. Drj-G oo<ls Prince—IIow so? Drummer—He had me bounced.—West Shore. A Lesson Illustr:it«’<l. The maid, with a smile that enhanced her Observed to her beau one day. “There aro many men with bi£, strong arms Who never need work for pay!" He replied, as he gazed in her eyes' deep blue Ancl iier slender form embraced: “ ’Tis true, and mine having no work to do Of course must go to waist. 11 —Cape Cod Item It* peculiar efficacy !• ffa# a* much to the proce** and NOTHING s kUi in compounding a* to the Ingredients themselves. LIKE IT Take it in time. It check* di*ea*e* in the outseLor ir they be advanced will prove a potent cure. No Iwe It yog WHOSE benefit Biliousness, It takes the place of a doctor and cosily pre scriptions. All who lead sedentary lives will And it the best preventive or and cure lor Indigestion, Nt t ««• of thne, no interference with business while taking. For children it is most ln- | nocent and harmless. No do " K ?, r 1 exposure after taking, f are* ColIc. IM au-rhu-a. Bowel Complaint*. Fovorta*^ ness and Feverish Colds. Invalids and delicate persons will find it the mildest A nerient and Tonic they can use. A little taSen at night Insures refreshing sleep and a natural evacuation or the bowels. A little taken in the morning sharpens the appetite, cleanses the stomach and sweetens the breath. A PHYSICIAN’S OPINION. “I have been practicing medicine for twenty years and have never been able to put np a vegetable compound that would, like Simmons Liver Regulator, promptly and effectively move the Liver to anion, and at the same tune aid (instead nt D’e.uc- ening) the digestive and assimilative ? powers of the system- | L. M. Hinton, m.d., Washington, Ark. Marks of Gontiincnoss: I.f>ok furthered Trade-Mark on front •»} W r;ipj»«*r, *in»l th© Seal and Signature of J. ij.Zeilin & Co., 10 red, on the side. Take no of her. WA UNEQUALED FOR ACCURACY AND DURABILITY. SEND FOB CATALOGUE* J. P. STEVENS Sc BRO., 47 Whitehall Street, - ATLANTA, GA. Please meutlou this paper. Jp u t m. To Kill Time. Blase Buttercukes—Couldn't yer lemmo two cents to get over to Brooklyn? I’m broke. Mr. Scadila— What do you want to do In Brooklyn? Blase Butterciikes—Oh, borrer enough to come track on, I guess.—Puck. Harbaugh's Skin Lotion. Rringing Up tlie Past. Head of the Firm—That’s a pretty tough looking office coat you are wearing around, Mr. Travers. Travers—Yes, sir. I got this with the last raise hi my salary.—Puck. Altogether Gratuitous. **Oh, liavo yoo been to the fair ?” she asked. “Oh, yes, I‘ve been to tlie fair,” said L •Then please go-again, and take me, t- The beautiful maiden made reply “Nay, naj*, what folly that w My radiant Rose, to take Twere carrying coals to N< To take you, fairest, to tli uld be, rou there wcastle, e fair.” Boston Courier —- ,.... .vw.vu w uo peo * pie and a hundred people lookin to de wok pot and de hoe handle. “Tooby sha! Lillies McChbee. Afraid of a Splurge. One of the slickest games ever worked by confidence men is that of buying a term. One of the pair looks over the coun try until he finds the man lie is after, and he then buys the farm at the farmer’s own price paying from $50 to $”00 down to bind the bargain. Before the papers can b« made out a confederate comes along, falla to love with the same farm, and offers the termer $2,000 more than the ot her did. The Ilis Suspicions Yerifil'd. “Isay, Mr. Hodge, your dog bit me la the leg last. Monday.’’ “Thar! That ackcounts fur it. i knowed that thar dog didn’t git sick on nothink.” —Harper's Bazar Education at Fault. But one fine day along there came A man ol handsome, noble carriage^ And she, aJasJ when he proposed Could not decline that short word “marriage.* —Boston Traveller. Movement in tlie Land Market. In order to boom the town an enterpris ing western reporter scheduled, some local earthquakes under the bead of “Great Ac- * tivifcy in Ileal Estate.” — Philadelphia, * Times. A Tragedy. Oh, she llad a name That with music wassivc-cft. And her beauty was that While lie (What a shame) Whom she married hail feet Like two shovels, and answered* to “Smithr* — Washington Post. I’SShf Scalds, and all Skin Erup- 1 — tions. Price, $1.00 a quart, 60 cents a pint. Por Horae* and Males and Many Other Specifics. Any of the remedle* m<iy be purchased at regu prices, or, all of thenii packed in a case, with * Balling Iron to administer balls, an Injection funnel and tube for giving injections, and th# Horse Owner’s Hand-Book, for $1*2 00 Send for THE HORSE OWNER S HIND- BOOK,” a concise aud practical treatise on the most frequent diseases of horses and mule*. Harb4Ugh Vetebinauy Remedy Co., 7£71y Norfolk, Va. MOTHERS ' FRIEND” BRADFIELD REGULATOR CO*atlaNTAqi SOLD BY ALL DRUGGISTS. L O ft UG si srs. 749 ly TEE OLD KELIABLE i myth. A Great Truth. “Economy is wealth, my son.” “! know, dad," replied tiie prodigal, “but you’ve got to have money to save it —New York Evening Sun. Tt> Her. It has been said That only opposites sbould wed. If that be so Thy future can be only woe; For, such thy fate. The worst of men must be thy mata George Birdseye in Judga Turn About. Guest at Hotel—How did you persuada your waiter to feed the baby f Fond Mother—Oh, I feed tho waiter — New York Herald. big ^sssaasi^SjggsaEI^ . Bo MoCoy. memory of th*t through every c “Si.-SE'SU..tey* * I I Haw an El* *• Moved. oarwoftto day had bron jjanyy, u " anntnflll tO ffO VTODCt * Uabmtttowtthartll the correal wire the poles of force which the coil frod from the eo- The currePro» over the down the » surmounts Mehcar. to asm TUs motor has w yrr<.r7l,« said: h I5IIHI« miniMt hide It. "MWIUMi .... :— toasm. Thu motor Mas pointing to gg wronght by ns, rrtth, I aha noaaad ®«* “j* ow I Uarmatnre cou« oU,of wire tro- S?nT2«^Cta-W". S^Niror.toVrthimroHKct." ?£* by which la H you meet with trial, and trouble, on Jut CM*your cares on Jesu*. And don’t forget to piay. thaangrtevartshto, and I room. *Vtoamtelo»B» the honac dted ajtw, And.attU MMJWttrtrowhUato# thmgh Tto",U»aannaU yanlatod, and i *w^» \ ro^jy.^S^Bie,. .to watohad it I comforted and chosrod boyoad niaaanro. thwtobtng Waa It the moo SS^&OhSlW^ M.A.FOBxnn. g-J*gjU o^r iU Bnatcr’k Storo, Ga» totohtcr and brightoc, danood mat by an einnvwt, which la attracted In su«*to poles of the ■tattenary eoila- which it also flows, files sod (ftm motion, by of cog wffiaxle of the car. The driver oW the use of a later, turns ‘hoi® **i motor bor um .w the car of ta the rails at erilL In the a Die current nroes along tt i which oonnro Santemadein on the car,and thro ont thron h to the rail^ rod then bad I«1 dynamo.— Maw York Cot i win-1 half B la one of i of the through Congressman Ooloman.prowm.- firet ” numerously algnod fotitAouSh. asking thnt a creacent-ahapcd | with borrow. Were, * I afwearingas d the pma first lea rn scarf. dollars aO , w , a speculation lm he buys the first purchaser off with „ tonus. Then both meu drop out of sight and the farmer learns something new. I was stopping overnight with a Con- neeticut farmer who had sold out and taken $200 to bind the bargain. I was then when the second man called with his tempting offer. He waited at the barn, antruncle Jerry came in and said to Anal “ See,n f like » chance to make a dean thousand .loUars. The first buyer san toTl take a thousand, and that’ll leave ne UM same. “Did we ever have a ^ meef” slie askffd. “Never." “D’ye think we’d do It If we had the wiTal 1 ,1 was thtokto’ ot a new watto ■4 • broadcloth suit, 0 * “And I was thinkta’ otadk di Uod * J iJ. we dasn’t da Ih^Wed splurge to Wa twenty-tow “Gness we would. Anal Sally, and aa ru dl rot to the fustmaa!” He sternly refused tto wa when a thousand ae aa inflexible. Tto a~t stowed up again, and to arople are holding toa |^a papers ready foe that Simmons Liver Becnlator. bear to rt^itoS^ 1116 ^ 1 - dtetSSJt Advertise. This planet is much Jike a clam bank, I guess, Where we u!I go a clamming with varied succero; You must get the best clams, bo no shirk aH j sham, And then toot your horn, or you won’t sell aclai - Cape Cod Item. What It Was. Mrs. De Flat—What is that horrid smell? Mr. De Flat—1 judge from the odor that it’s one of those odorless oil stoves.—New York Weekly. Unforgivable. I wrote her a sonnet which said how I prised he* And spoke in soft praise of her honny blue .ys- rv ” I ve wondered since then how it mint h«i surprised her, For I find thnt her orbs are a different dye, -Judge, Diversity. “All men don’t think alike.” “Why, of course not; some 'gums others ‘reckon,’ and still others 'fancyF 1 —Puck. Saved B. ne If. 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