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VOL. XX.—NO. 927. ATLANTA, GA., NOVEMBER 4, 1893. PFI';E: 82 00 A YEAR.
VUBKElFOKDFNt'E B.500 TEAKS
AttO.
Certain important Indications of Xarly
Civilization of l*al«atlno*
We bave become possessed of cer
tain very important indications as to
the early civilization of Palestine by
means of clay tablets, says tbe Edin
burgh Review. Not that tbe knowl
edge so attained is altogether new or
that it conflicts with that whioh has
been deduced from yet earlier Egyp
tian records.
It is well known to scholars that
Thotbmes III, when he defeated the
league of Hittites and Phoenicians, at
Megidde, in 1600 B. C. (a century be
fore Amanophis III acceded), reaped
a spoil which indicates the advanced
civilization on Syria; including not
only the precious metals and chariots
painted and plated, but also objects of
art having a high esthetic value, and
that be found corn, wine and oil
abundant in the country, and many
hundreds of walled towns, in which
there was already temples of the gods.
Such evidence has, however, been
slighted by those who regard the early
Hebrews as savages, and who think
that though placed in the very center
of the ancient civilized world, be
tween the Egyptians and the Assyri
ans, they were, nevertheless, unac
quainted with any arts and uninflu
enced by surrounding culture. The
new discoveries insist on quite an
other understanding of their ancient
history.
It is surely a lesson of humility that
the modern student should learn from
euuh discoveries. Voltaire was no
doubt a writer of great originality
and acumen, though, from our present
standpoint, wonderfully ignorant of
antiquity. He finds it hard to believe
that Homer’s poems could have been
written down before 500 B. C., and as
serts that papyrus had not been in
vented in Egypt in the time of Moses,
though we now possess in the maxims
of Ptah-hotep a manuscript as old as
the pyramids.
We find, on the "contrary, that not
only in Egypt or in Mesopotamia was
the art of writing known io the time of
Moses but that the inhabitants of
Palestine also could pen a brick epis
tle whioh, in the space of a few inches,
contained as much information as can
now be condensed into a sheet of note-
paper.
3uch letters were neither heavy nor
bulky, and could be carried in tbe
turban or in the folds of the shirt-
bosom just as easily as paper letters
sre now so carried, with the addition
al advantage that they were imper
ishable, as is witnessed by the fact
that they are now being read, 3,400
years after they were written.
A W*w Coa-et.
Another entirely new comet
hes never been seen before has
been unearthed.
how ”«. only . comet ot
ninth magnitude.
tiJv h «i a jn n6Wly Recovered comet
• n * by an unlimited expi
‘* ,he time
irr" 1 ‘^“difference betwe
• eun, while tb. , atter il|dutl
darting through space with inconceiv
able rapidity.
When this oomet, which is rapidly
approaching the earth, gets near
enough to obtain a bird’s eye view of
the Senate, and the condition of things
in New York, it will probably tarn
tail and go back as fast as it can and
hunt up some other planet to visit.
Comets are not a modern inven
tion, as some people imagine. When
Julius Caesar was assassinated a comet
appeared about ten feet above tbe
horizon with its tail hanging over the
dashboard. It was not only visible at
night but, like other great stars, it
gave a matinee in the afternoon for
the women and children.
In 1884 or thereabouts the great Ro
man astronomy ouss, Bill Nye, de
tected a comet trying to climb over
the roof of his barn. It carried with
it a hyperbola and possibly a parabola
in a common valise. Probably a closer
inspection would have revealed the
faot that this comet was afflicted with
a perihelion. Most comets have at
least one perihelion. A comet with
out a perihelion is a freak, and the
man who finds one can dispose of it to
a dime museum for a large sum. If,
hereafter, you find a comet, examine
it closely before throwing it away,and
see if it has a perihelion.
If this new visitor be the genuine
article of oomet, while it may not
shine with tpe pare light of Venus or
the red glow of Mars, it ought, at least,
to show up with fitful lustre, nebulous
and white, like the nndistinguishable
clusters of the milky way; or the brill-
ianoy of a baok number mackerel in a
dark kitchen.
The ignorant and superstitious re
gard the appearance of a comet with
awe. To them it is the harbinger and
portend dire of fearful calamities.
While a comet is making its pastoral
visit in the sooth the white people get
a chance to eat fried chicken once
more. The oolored brother is so ner
vous that if a mnle'snorts he imagines
he hears the archangel’s trumpet
sounding.—Siftings.
THE HAGUE.
Formerly the Hnntlng Grounds of
ths Counts of Holland.
Did you ever stop to ask yourself or
your knowing friends the meaning of
“The” in the plaoe named The Hague?
Tf you are looking for something that
will knock the above-mentioned know
ing friend ofT his feet, just ask him
the significance of the three letters
quoted.
When he fails to answer the ques
tion, tell him that the “The,” as it oc
curs in the instance cited, is simply
in Anglicized form of the Dutch
word “Se Gravenhaaz,” or “S Graven-
haze,” either of which in the Dutoh
language means the Count’s hedge,”
or “the count’s grove” or “woods.”
Originally the location now occupied
by the oity of The Hague was hunt
ing grounds for the counts of Hol
land.
Abont the year 1240 a palace was
bnilt in the grove. Presently a vil
lage sprang up around the palace-
still it was oalltd “the count’s hedge;*
and finally, and lastly a large city
which in the Dutch language has its
THE CAVERN QUEEN.
OR
Colonel Charlton’s Heiress
BY MARY E. BRYAN.
[COPYBIGHTBD.] ——————
original signification, but which in
modern parlance has been evoluted
into “The Hague.”
TKe Trail*.
Trusts, unknown fifteen years ago
in this country, now control, more or
less completely, petroleum, cottonseed
oil and coke, sugar, oatmeal, pearl
barley, coal, straw board, castor oil,
linseed oil, lard, school slates, oil
cloth, gas, whisky, robber, steel, steel
rails, steel and iron beams, nails,
wrought-iron pipes, iron nnts, stoves,
lead, copper, envelopes, paper bags,
paving pitch, cordage, coke, type
writers, reaping, binding, mowing
and threshing machines, plows, glass,
white lead, jute bagging,lumber,shin
gles, friction matches, beef, felt, lead
pencils, cartridges and cartridge
shells, watches and watch cases,
clothes wringers, carpets, oofflns, un
dertakers’ supplies, dental tools, lager
beer, wall paper, sandstone, marble,
milk, salt, patent leather, floor and
bread.
Berry Wall is telling a good story
of an old so'dier, seated on tbe curt-
stone in the neighborhood of Twenty-
third street, with an enormous pla
card tied around his neok, advertising
tbe fact to tbe world that “I am a
Grand Army man, disabled at Gettys
burg.” Tbe old soldier was minus
two legs and one arm, he had lost an
eye, his face was bullet-scarred and
bis general appearance very demoral
ized.
A tall, distinguished-looking gentle
man sauntered along; he took in the
sight, he looked at the wreck of hu
manity, then nodded his head once or
twice and impulsively thrusting his
hand into his pocket, pulled out two
bills, one of which he threw to the an
cient warrior. The soldier quickly re
marked :
“I beg your pardon, sir, bat that is a
five dollar bill you gave me.”
“That is all right,” responded tbe
benefactor. “I have only six dollars
in God’s world, but yon are welcome
to five. Keep it. Yon are the first
damned Yankee soldier that I have
seen trimmed to suit me.”—Town Top-
ios.
Eyes have they, bat they see not—
potatoes.
Noses have they, bat they smell not
—teapots. q
Teeth have they, bat they ohew not
—saws.
Feet bave they, but they walk not
—stoves.
Months have they, but they taste
not—rivers.
Hands bave they, bat they handle
not—clocks.
Ears bave they, bat they hear not—
cornstalks.
Temper imprints its mark upon the
countenance and speedily reveals the
character of the disposition which
lurks behind it. Being a growing and
vigorous power, it gradually over
comes every obstacle that stands in
the way of its observation. It wrinkles
the brow, lowers tbe eyebrows, bends
the curve of the month, and pouts tbe
lips when it is of a disagreeable, sel
fish natnse. Cultivate beauty of the
soul, lor the course of feeling engen
dered by a kind and generons charac
ter will always give life and perma
nent animation to all the lines of tbe
lace.
CHAPTER XLIII,
UNBIDDEN GUESTS AT THE WEDDING.
Profound secrecy was to be pre
served concerning the marriage of
Frank Norman to Amy. This secrecy
Norman had enjoined for “political
reasons.” His embassy to Spain—
concerning the annexation of Cuba,
was, he said, a state secret of the deep
est dye. He had broken the vow in
telling nis betrothed; but how could
he leave her? His intense and jeal
ous nature would not be able to bear
the strain of absenoe. His love and
bis anxiety would so absorb him that
his important mission would be neg
lected.
This was his reasoning. It had its
effect on two women uninitiated into
the mysteries of political tactics and
the subtleties of diplomacy. They
were strongly impressed on hearing
of this secret embassy. It gave a halo
of importance and romance to this
handsome and ardent lover. It in
creased his magnetic influence over
Amy, and enhanced the glamour of
fa'Oination whioh, when io his pres
ence, she decided must be love. Her
woman’s instinct turned against this
decision when he was not at her side,
his eyes bent upon her, at once mas
terful and persuasive.
She would not listen now to the
voice of instinct or reason. The time
was too short, her brain was in too
wild a whirl of excitement.
Moreover, there was wakened in her
the strongest motive that exists for a
really noble woman—the feeling that
she is needed by a man a* his helper
in achieving some important purpose.
Norman had cunningly struck this
strong chord in her nature by bis ap
peal to her, and she had at onoe re
sponded.
She made a few rapid bat secret
preparations for her marriage and the
journey that would follow immediate
ly upon it. She packed a traveling
case herself, with her door locked
against her maid. It had been ar
ranged that her luggage should be
sent beforehand. The express wagon
would take it at the same time that it
took a trunk packed with Christmas
presents for some of Mrs. Wharden’s
southern friends. The servant would
believe that the other trunk also con
tained Christmas gifts and had the
same destination. Norman himself
had suggested this. He had thought
over everything, planned everything
so as to secure the secrecy as to his
movements which, he told Amy and
Constance, was so necessary to the
success of his embassy. There were
watchful eyes upon him. He wished
to get away before any inkling as to
his purpose could be attained by thoee
whose interest it would be to frus
trate it.
What he would do afterward—how
be would untie this knot of deception
to Amy after they were married—he
gave himself no trouble to think. She
| would be his wife; she would be away
with him in a foreign laud. He trust
ed to his known power over the wills
and emotions of others to still blind
and deceive this young girl, who
would turn to him with all the warmth
and confidingness of her southern na
ture when she was his wife.
He made rapid and hopeful arrange
ments for the sudden change in his
life.
He drew a large sum of money from
the bank in such shspe that he oould
easily take it with him. His other
money matters he would arrange
through an agent.
He felt like one about to escape from
a prison cell. He saw light and hope
ahead. -He shook off the horrible des
pair that benumbed him when he first
knew he was in the power of that
mysterious woman who held the se
cret of his crime over him like a two-
edged knife. Marriage with her, or
death, had been her verdict.
Marriage with a woman who
had him under foot! It would be a
slave's existence. Besides, he felt
that in a m imenr. of jealousy or anger
she would not hesitate to betray him.
And he loved Amy Wharton. He
wanted the close association of some
pure spirit who believed in him, and
whom he could make love and look up
to him. In a few hours that pore,
sweet spirit would be linked to him,
that freBh young heart would beat
close to his, made one in the bond of
wedlock. Ob! surely the demon of
remembrance and remorse could not
torture him then.
It was the night before Amy’s ap
pointed marriage. She was paokmg
some jewels and valuable keepsakes
into a small leather case which she in
tended to carry with her.
Her door was locked and she was
alone. She lifted out a pretty neck
lace of pearls and diamonds, and un
expectedly she caught sight of the
livid colored enameled scales and ruby
eyes of tbe centipede bracelet—the
bracelet the yellow-haired woman of
the cavern had put on her arm as her
share of the box of treasure they had
unearthed.
The sight of it strnok her unac
countably as an ill-omen. It brought
op a vivid panorama of recolleotions.
Among the pictures that flashed into
her mind was the face of her gaardian
—that pleasant, noble face; then
Doctor Olcott’s, pale, grave and grand
—faces that a woman would trust and
look op to. And yet they had proved
wanting in nobleness—weak stays for
a woman to lean upon. One had de
serted his trust, her orphaned self,
and had embezzled her little legaoy—
so she had been told. The other, who
had seemed so grand, had bowed his
haughty manhood down to deception
and intrigue, losing by this tbe love
and esteem of a bighsonled woman.
Were all men so unworthj? Would
her lover—soon to be her husband—
CONTINUED ON SECOND FAGS.