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THE SUNNY SOUTH, ATLANTA. GEORGIA. SEPTEMBER 23 189*.
13
IS OONf, IS DONE.
whatever iejoa cries
the coward »iwn» th fi(1 | (lier . f
°The strong g
, 3 0a with soldier-eyes.
_ »i n will madly burn,
The arrow-tip cannot , etU rn :
Hut wbat is i ai Deatb t o bide,
L rIin a i D s monarch of Kingdoms wide.
*h»t«ver is done, is done!
XTa°r^°U ...warn.
tongue does talk.
Rebecca < .arnett.
Need of Parcel Postage.
:en to them
laws. ‘While
forwarded
\ great part of the business that ex
press companies do now at greatest
profit to themselves is giv
pr illiberal postage Is
transient newspapers jare
the rate of one cent for two ounces,
the charge for other small parcels is
at the rate of one cent per ounce.
That makes 16 cents a pound, or 32
cents for a two pound package. This
j B practically a prohibitory rate. For
all short distances the express com
panies can cur under the postal rate,
charging 15 cents for packages of one
or two pound*, and exacting 25 cents
for packages up to four pounds.
Above that rate the express compan
ies get everything, and their only
competitor is the freight railroad sys
tem. But for the long distances,
where it costs so much that there is
little or no profit in postal rates, the
business is left to the post office.
With the cream thii3 taken off his
postal business, is it any wonder that
I ncle Sam’s post-office department is
run at a loss?
This country is far behind England
in this matter. The Parcel post there
was autborizod in 1882, and put in
operation the following year. The
original scale of weights and charges
was for a parcel not exceeding one
pound, six cents; up to three pounds,
12 cents; up to five pounds, 18 cents,
and up to seven pounds, 24 cents. Ac
seven pounds the post stopped. The
maximum dimensions allowed were
3* feet in length and six feet in
length and girth combined, and these
dimensions have been found through
out to be sufficient to meet the public
demands. May 1,188G, a new scale of
weights and charges was issued. This
scale, which still obtains, ascended by
single instead of double pounds, and
thus represented a charge of six cents
for the first pound and three cents for
each succeeding pound. At the same
time the maximum weight was raised
to 11 pounds, a parcel of that weight
being carried for 36 cents. Compen
sation was promised for the loss
or damage of any parcel in the
post up to the sum of $5,
while further sums of $25 and $50
might be secured by the payment of
two and four cents, respectively. The
elfect of these changes at once became
visible. From June, 1886, onwards the
number of parcels increased by more
than 20 per cent, over the number for
the corresponding months of the pre
vious year, and the total number of
parcels carried in the year 18S6 rose to
31,000,000. In the meantime parcel
posts had been established with many
colonies and foreign states.
The London Times says that so com
pletely has the parcel post now become
an adjunct of daily life in England,
that it is almost difficult to realize
that 10 years ago any one wishing to
send a parcel even between two centres
of population, had no certainty when
it would be dispatched, when it would
be delivered, aud how much he would
have to pay; while rural districts
were for such purposes practically
out of reach.
It is quite probable that a parcel-
post system can be arranged in this
country that will be a source of profit
rather than loss to the Government.
" hat we should aim at is to get the
short-line business now almost mo
nopolized by express companies. If
the postotlice committee of Congress
*ill take up this reform it will confer
more practical benefit to the people
than it is likely to do by any other
legislation.
it will be as really educational to
oriug the rountry neighborhoods into
.se communication commercially
with each other and with the large
cities as it is to furnish cheap means
\\ ^ lstr ihuting letters and papers
ith a parcel-post at fair rates, up
Perhaps to 15 pounds, the postal rev
enue will he largely increased, and
districts where there is no near ex
press otlice will for the first time be
brought into close relations with the
business world.
It is thought that the Egyptians and
ktruscans were further advanced in
the art of dentistry than any other
people in that early period, for teeth
n.ied with gold have been found in
tne mouths of mummies, indicating
neir advanced ideas. These people
were the first to supply artificial sub
stitutes m the mouth.
FREE TO LADIES.
‘ £? r ““ u,ars
for the
of Mrs. Dr
cure of Aomb
lectori women. A new per-
other metbod ' etl-cting cores after
Refer to lad?*« n «£ l \ aU(1 P h ? aicia u9 have failed
»ho have been cured.
Medicine • re ueen cured,
treatment Torms^ faU airecclon9 for hom ®
A. Brannon, ;i
Ok.
low. Address Mrs.
.5 North Pryor St., Atlanta
1IOVV MANDY WAS MARRIED.
KEN old Mrs. Power
found out that her
daughter, Mandy,
was in love with
George Smith, she
was wild with rage.
“Ef ever I hyer
uv you hevin any
thing ter do with
that no count feller,
I’ll make yo Pa
whupyer putt* nigh
ter death, yer good-
fer-nuthin lazy huzzy you.”
Now, truth to tel, tie young man
she so much disliked gave every prom
ise of making a better husband than
either of her other six sons-in-law had
done.
He was thrifty, a hard worker, and
if in no had luck befell him, bade f;
to soon possess a small place of
own, the height of a young man’s am
bition in that district, and one not
every day realized, the land not being
the richest on earth, and energy,
something hoped for, but seldom
seen.
All the neighborhood, of course,
knew of the love affair between the
young couple, (for where on earth is
the hallowed spot that a man may view
maiden twice and all the neighbor
hood not know it!). They also knew
of the old lady’s bitter objection
to the marriage, and of course they
sympathized with the youthful couple,
for hard indeed is the heart that has
no sympathy for a young couple lost
in “love’s young dream,” however fool
ish they may be.
And country communities, especial
ly, take interest in their neighbors’
lives and doings, having less excite
ment to distract the mind than city
people.
Old man Power, was as the neigh
bors expressed it. “on the fence,”
taking no part in the affair either
way.
This family lived in one of the hil
ly districts of Middle Tennessee,
through which flowed the swift water’s
of old Cumberland, in Winter, a tur
bid, muddy stream, but in Summer a
swift flowing thread of silver, losing
itself between green banks.
One of George’s best friends, lived
only about three miles from the Pow
ers’, and he had consented to help
George win his bride, if it were pos
sible to get her from under the old
lady’s eye for awhile.
Andrew Farley, for such was his
name, owned the fastest horse in the
neighborhood, and on this fact they
based their hopes.
So it was arranged for Monday to
take a stroll, as though to look at the
river, which ran near by, when she
was to be met by Farley, and mount
ing behind him, was to be safely away
before her mother could suspect what
was in the wind.
Sunday morning was set for the
time, as offering a better chance to
Mandy. to dodge the mother’s sharp
eyes.
The fateful day dawned bright and
clear, but oh, so warm 1 the oldest in
habitant, couldn’t recall a warmer day,
in June.
And Mrs. Power had evidently got
ten up that morning, “wrong foot
foremost,” for she was hot, and cross,
and eyed Mandy, as though she had a
forewarning of what was in her mind.
So when Mandy left the house, Mrs.
Power followed, and was close on her
heels, when the girl reached tl^e place
at which she was to meet Farley, who
had ridden up, and carelessly stopped,
as though just for a friendly chat.
But at tnis critical juncture Smith
rode up, accompanied by Mrs. Bramer,
a neighbor’s wife, who had consented
to go along to keep down scandal,
which, bydra-headed, will uprear it
self, even in the remotest country dis
tricts.
When old Mrs. Power saw George
she at once grasped the situation, and
also her daughter, and began a tirade
of abuse against him.
“Yer good fer nuthin trash, cornin’
hyer ter try an’ steal my darter, like
a thief in the grass (she sometimes
got her metaphors mixed); if I wnz er
man I’d shoot ther top uv yo’ no-count
haid off, that’s whut I’d do.
“Ye cain’t hev my Mandy, an’ yer
jist ez well go som’ers else fer a wife
(po creatur, I’d pity her).
“I’d see Manda in her grave-close
befo’ she shed marry sech trash ez
you be.”
While the old lady was delivering
this philippic against Smith, Farley,
seeing his chance, had ridden up to a
big log convenient, and called :
“Run, Mandy, quick.”
Mandy jerked loose before her
mother grasped her purpose, and ran
for the log and leaped up behind Far
ley, hotly pursued by the irate old
lady.
So close was the pursuit, that if Far
ley had not caught Mandy in his arms
as she jumped, her mother would cer
tainly nave captured her, as she lost
her balance when she leaped on the
horse, and would have gone clean
over.
As it was, Mrs Power only captured
a small piece of Mandy’s dress skirt,
as they turned to fly.
Off went Farley and Mandy, on one
horse, and George and Mrs. Bramer on
the other.
A horse was standing hitched in
front of the house, for one of the girls
to ride to church, and Mrs. Power,
rushing up there quickly mounted
him, and was off in hot pursuit, bare
headed, and hair flying in the wind.
And as she only weighed a trifle
over two hundred, the spectacle she
presented, was both exhilarating and
exciting to the neighbors along the
road, who cheerfully urged her on by
such cries a9 “go it ole Oman, they’re
just ahead,” “ye’ll ketch em shore,”
etc.
In hot haste the old lady flew along
the road, and soon passed young
Smith, whose horse was also carrying
Mrs. Bramer, herself no light-weight.
“I’ll git even with yer yit, George
Smith,” she shouted as she passed
them by.
And rapidly she sped on after Far
ley, and Mandy, belaboring her poor
horse at his every plunge, and crying,
“Oh Lordy, oh my darter!”
It was after all, a touching spec
tacle, although so comical.
Farley, enjoying the fun hugely,
and saving his horse on every hill, al
lowed her to come within speaking dis
tance, as each hill was reached, .and
came in for a full share of abuse,
which was heaped unsparingly upon
his devoted head.
“Ye good fer nothin wagabone, bring
me back my darter; hain’t yer got no
heart in yer big body et all, to rob a
pore mother uv her darter, like a no
count snake in the dark, tuet ye are.
“Mandy come back home ter yer
pore ole mammy; ye’ll break my heart
with yer carrrin on.
“Oh, Andrew Farley, if I doan match
yer fer this day’s work; ef my old
man hed eny gizzard in him, I’d make
him lick ye for this shore.”
And she lashed her horse furiously
in her anger; “go long ye lazy raskil;
ef I jist hed a horse that could go eny;
Mandy will ye see yer ole mammy’s
heart broke like this, ain’t ye comin
back?”
“Oh no, mammy, I’m goin to marry
George, an ef I can’t marry him at
home like decent folks, I’m boun ter
go som’ers else.”
The chase continued for two or three
miles, ’till nearing his house, Farley
let his horse out a notch, and sped
away from his irate pursuer, and
reaching his gate, called out, “Liz,
bring me yer bonnet quick.”
The bonnet was hastily brought,
and passed over to Mandy, who had
also come thus far, bareheaded, and
the old lady coming in sight just then,
the pair sped on again.
A mile or so further the chase con
tinued; the old lady having ridden
her horse so unsparingly, was passed
by George, and now Farley called out :
“George where we goin to?”
“I doan know, Andrew.”
“The thunder you don’t! run off
with a gal, an not know whar yer goin
to take er? That’s a nice way ter do.”
“Wal I know whar we ken go, over
yer ter Tom Joneses, he’ll keep Mandy
’til we ken git er preacher thar.”
“Whar’s yer preacher?”
“Ain’t got enny.”
“Whut! no preacher, no place to go,
no—got yer license?”
“Yas, I got that?”
“Wal thet’s more’n I’d uv expected;
ye’d orter run off with one more gal,
an quit the business.
“I’ll jis leave Mandy et Joneses’ an
go over ter Ned Bakers; there’s a
quarterly meetin et Salem terday. an
Mr. Johnson generally takes dinner
et Neds, an maybe I ken ketch im.”
“All right Andrew.”
Reaching Jones’ Mandy dismounted,
and ran upstairs to hide, ’till the
preacher should be forthcoming, while
Farley rode on to look him up.
George waited outside, while Mrs.
Bramer also went in.
Up roae Mrs.Power at this juncture,
all out of breath, the perspiration
rolling off her ruddy face which was
all streaked with dirt, and her hair
still flying loose.
“Tom Jones”, she shouted, “you
gimme my darter; Mandy air you
goin ter leave yo mammy like this?”
But Mandy, safely hidden, answared
not a word, and the mothers pleadings
fell on the empty air, the door having
been shut, and locked.
Dismounting, she raged around,
cursing her fate, and everybody who
had any hand in the runaway, in
choice Sunday school vernacular.
Farley fortunately found the min
ister, who would not consent to go,
unless he would stand between him,
and Mrs. Power’s wrath, which like
her tongue, was mighty and far reach
ing.
“I’ll stan between you an all harm
parson, so come on.”
And thus reassured, the minister
mounted his horse, and accompanied
Farley to the scene of action.
Meaning, the old lady had gotten
George to listen to her, and had prom
ised to let the marriage go on, pro
vided they would go back home, and
let the wedding take place there.
“Whut do yer think uv it Andrew?
he queried, when Farley rode up with
the minister.
“She sez we ken be married et ther
house, ef we’ll only go hack home
with er.”
“Wal, et’s this way George, you are
hyer, an so is Manay, an so is the par-
sod, an et wunt take long ter splice
her, but ef ther old woman wunst gits
Mandy home, slap, she’ll lock er up,
an you kin whistle fer yer wife, but I
expec ye’ll whistle er long time, befo
yer git er. I've worked hard all ther
moauin, ter git yer wife fer yer, an f
want er see er weddin terday, so I
s ky» git married right erway, an les
not hev all this trouble fer nuthin.”
“All right ole man, er weddin et is.”
And Mandy was brought down, all
blushing, and bashful, the preacher
was called into the house, and in
spite of Mrs. Power, the ceremony
was performed.
When the minister reached that
of the ceremonr, where he asked, if
any one knew any reason why the
couple should not be pronounced man
and wife, all eyes were turned anx
iously upon the old lady, and Mandy
turned pale, and trembled, but Mrs.
Power had apparently accepted the
inevitable, and the ceremony was fin
ished, without a hitch in the proceed
ings.
In spite of the old lady’s dislike,
which she was never chary of showing,
George made the best husband of all
her sons-in-law.
But she never forgave Farley, or
Mrs. Bramer, for their share in the
runaway. Jeff. D. Herndon.
a Veritable Luxury.
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Blue and Gray for September con
tains all the unique features that have
made this young magazine so popular
in every section of America. The
opening paper is a weird and pathetic
description of “Chickamauga, Thirty
Years Ago,” by Author Van Lisle, a
Federal soldier, who lay wounded for
many hours in the midst of frightful
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were relieved by an unknown private
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Goldsmith (14th Georgia); “The Bat
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