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VOL. XXII—No. 107?.
ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY, SEPTEMRTX 26, 1896.
Price, $2.00 Per Year
THE GRJEJIT SOUTH.
Its Magnificent Attractions in Agriculture,
Horticulture, Fruit Culture, Minerals,
Water Powers, Truck Farming,
Railroads, Churches, Public
Schools, Literature, and
the Hospitality of
the People.
The Industrial progress of the South is one
great incentive that should actuate the people
inThe*development and utilization of its im
mense resources. These are, virtually thus
far, only partially unearthed. Yet, under the
impetus thus given in utilizing its ores, coal
beds, oil-wells, and other resources, giant
strides have been taken toward a future of un
equaled wealth, power and greatness. Yet
the efforts, thus far, made are as the zephyrs
of the morn compared with the trade winds
that will send the ship of advancement spin
ning forward.
Already the mighty forces
are at work bringing into
prominence the resources,
the salubrity of climate, and
the golden fertility of the
soil of this magnificent sec
tion that is the garden spot
of t*-"' r !d in its unde-
“VCiojA:*. mir.es of'wealth that *
will eventually rival all the
massive treasures dug from
the bowels of the earth. The
construction of railways has
brought to light the silent
wastes that have been un
touched by the hand of labor
and industry. With these
there are flowing into this
modern Eden of America,
capital and population.
short and mild, the summers pleasant. The
soil produces abundantly all the grasses,
grain, cotton, tobacco, fruits, and vegetables.
Madison county is the home of the market-
gardener, poultry-raiser, and is well adapted
to raising cattle and fine stock. It is destined
to be the dairy section for the Southern
States. There are seventy-five factories and
other establishments in Jackson giving em
ployment to over 2,000 people. Never had an
epidemic, a strike, or a boom.
The people seem to have caught the spirit
of the new life that is throbbing in many
sections of the South.
OUR^RILLIANT SHORT STORIES
COMPLETE IN ONE AND TWO ISSUES.
A TWFMK6 GOURTESY,
BY I. B WALFORD,
Author of^A Court Train;” A Little Seaside Tragedy
Lewis^Olson, of Thor, la., made this office
a pleasant visit recently. He stated that a
large number of Iowa" people are going to
come South; that farming in his part of
IowaTias not been very profitable duri ng the
last few years; that a great many of their
people have the Southern fever and are cer
tainly going to come South, where lands are
cheaper and the climate better. Mr. Olson
also said that when they did have a good crop
A
WARM June day, but it
was raining—it had quite
suddenly come on to rain—
and there was a rush for the
omnibuses. Just outside the
Mansion House, where the
uproar of the metropolis was at its height,
people were crowding and jostling with an
eagerness begotten oh the feminine part of
that improvidence which loves to wear sum
A mass meeting was re
cently held in the court
house at Madison, Ga., for
the purpose of discussing
the advisability of the early
erection of a cotton factory
in Madison to cost not less
than $roo,ooo.
Mr. S. A. Turnell, a prom
inent citizen and capitalist
of the county, was called
iO the chair. The commit
tee, consisting of Judge G.
B. Stovall, Colonel Q. L.
Williford,and Mr. S. A. Tur
nell, who recently visited the
cotton factory at Harmony
Grove, made a most encour
aging report. A j
pointed, consisting of Judge G. B. Stovall,
chairman, Messrs. S. A. Turnell, G. D.
Perry, John T. Newton, P. G. Walker, judge
Calvin George, and others for the purpose of
organizing, properly soliciting stock, etc.
The progressive citizens of Madison and
Morgan county areAnthusiastic over the pros
pect of the early erection of a factory and are
pushing the matter with great vigor. There
will be little difficulty in raising the neces
sary amount of money and it is safe to say
that before many months the hum of the
loom will be heard in the land.
A FISHING SCENE.
was
Jackaon, Tenn.
Jackson is situated near the center of West
rennessee. The census of 1880,gave it a popu-
ation of a little over 5,000; that of 1890, a
ittle more than 10,000; and a conservative
•stimate, based on data obtained by the L,
*olk U Co.’s fleldmen, places the population
n j8q6 at 16,000. Located in the heart of
Vest Tennessee, a section pronounced by a
loted horticulturist of national reputation
‘The Garden Spot of the Union,” Jackson
njoys superior advantages. The winters are
apup there, it did not bring them much of an
1 income considering the high price of land;
that the crop last year was fairly good, but
low prices made it almost worthless. In his
judgment the Norwegians who have been set
tling up the Northwest are beginning to see
their mistake in going so far north, and are
not only looking southward, but are coming
South; that the general opinion that a Nor
wegian is used to a cold climate, is an er
roneous one, as the climate of Norway is not
nearly so severe as that of the Northwest, for
it is largely modified by the gulf stream which
makes it very mild and agreeable. Mr. Olson
says this is his third visit to this section ;
that he expects to locate^South in the near
future ; that the tide is this way, and is bound
to increase to a wonderful extent.-'-Southern
Immigrant.
pavements made of granulated cork mixed
with asphalt have proved successful after two
years’ trial in London and Vienna. They are
never slippery, are odorless, and do not absorb
moisture, besides being clean, elastic and
lasting. Near the" 1 Great Eastern Station in
London, the wear in two years amounts to
about one-eighth of an inch.
mer clothes and equally dislikes to carry an
umbrella. As one heavily laden bus after
another rolled off westwards, not a place
without or within was empty ; a vacated seat
had instantly its new occupant, and energetic
passengers, made wise by experience, sacri
ficed an extra penny, and hailed the convey-
ar v. by which they desired to travel a hun-
drea yards distant from the curbstone where
its p nodical halt was made.
Om who would have scorned to recognize
the nei ssity for so doing, and whose counte
nance ei. tressed the utmost indignation and
contempt f or the whole scene, was very near
ly left beh Td, in consequence. Mr. Yedburgh
was a regui r passenger at that hour, and,
wet or fine, Mr, Yedburgh carried his um
brella every day of the year. It was amaaing
and disgusting in his eyes that there should
be this unseemly scramble; this pushing, and
struggling, and screeching, just when he
proposed to take his deliberate way home.
Anyone could have seen there were thunder
clouds about; the sky had been threatening
for the past hour; and—-yes, here was his
omnibus coming up full as the rest! It was
a green and gold Bayswater omnibus, and
both driver and conductor knew Mr. Yed
burgh perfectly by sight, and knew that he
would be awaiting them outside the Mansion
House. The conductor, indeed, had kept
his eye on the one vacancy inside with a
view to this regular customer; he looked at
Mr. Yedburgh and nodded; the old gentle
man stepped forward—but had to step back
again, as a lady was getting out; the lady
was ample and heavy-footed, and almost ere
she could alight upon the pavement, and de
cidedly before he could get upon the omni
bus step, two nimble young creatures, light
as air, whisked in before fhim and obtained
the coveted entrance ere either he or the per
plexed conductor knew where they were.
Both were taken aback. Mr. Yedburgh, in
deed, was positively startled by what seemed
to him the impertinence of such a proceed
ing, This was his ’bus; and was it possible
that these minxes had done him out of his
seat? He followed them up
the step, and glared within,
and then turned and glared
at the conducto r—both
glares spoke volumes.
Bill Turnpenny rubbed
his ear. “ You couldn’t go
Out OH tiic iOp, Sir, foi Ct icw
minutes?” he suggested; “
there’s one seat on the top.”
‘‘I never go on the top,”
retorted Mr. Yedburgh,
angrily. Bill rubbed his ear
again, and looked anxiously
along the two lines of faces.
But the faces were irrespon
sive. ‘‘Would any lady or
gentleman like to go outside
to oblige?” Could the
speaker have added ‘‘a lady”
he would have felt more
hope to success, but who
was likely to ‘‘oblige” a
cross-faced old curmudgeon,
who was scowling upon
them all as though they were
a parcel of interlopers to
whose places he alone had
aright? ‘‘I am afraid, sir,
unless you could stand a
minute—somebody’s sure to
go out—”
‘T shall not stand.” Mr.
Yedburgh turned his back,
and took hold of the rail to
descend. ‘‘A good riddance,
too!” murmured one of the
passengers to his neighbor,
and a general smile endorsed
the sentiment.
But the next moment there was a move
ment of surprise; one of the young ladies
before mentioned had risen, and was step
ping down from the far end, where she had
been comfortably ensconced, just in time to
arrest the departure of the crusty passenger.
He felt a gentle touch on his arm. ‘‘Pray
take my seat; I prefer going outside; it was
only because it was wet—-and this shower
will be over directly—if—perhaps—that is—=
could you lend me your umbrella? I will
hand it back directly the rain stops.”
‘‘Thank you, miss,” interposed the con
ductor heartily. It would have been a serious
matter to nim had the old gentleman been
turned off his particular steps in anger, but
Mr, Yedburgh did not see the solution of
the problem as quickly. Hiss umbrella? His
huge solemn silver-mounted umbrella? His
umbrella that he never let out of his hand
and that no one ever presumed*—hl3 eyet
grew round as he slowly turned and faced tfie
speaker. But the speaker was very young,
pretty, and blushing. The fingers which
clutched the umhrella handle relaxed, “Real
ly, I do not mind,” rippled the sweet treble
voice again. Obviously the amaxement in
Mr. Yedburgh’s round eyes had been misin
terpreted.