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4#“ 4#^ f 'irtr THE SUNNY SOUTH. 454* 4^* 4l* <%¥ 4=H* <¥&> 4* 4N* 4^ 4^* 4^* 4H* 4$4* 4^* 4N* 41^ 4N* 4iH* WEELAUNEE. Indian Legend of the South River, On Whose Banks Several No table Georgians Were Bor«. Beneath the union depot in Atlanta rises a tiny streamlet, unseert, unheard, unward and outward it flows into the pure, fresh air, gaining:, growing. The roar of the city is dying fast, the whistle of engine, the ehime of bells are left far behind. The streamlet to river grown, deserves a name, South river, the pale face called it, but the red man. with poetic tongue, gave to it the melody of music and the beauty of legend, when he whispered “Weelaunee.” About forty miles from the (Jate City Weelaunee finds itself a spot, “Where the bard with his note and the child with its boat Linger beside it to uream and to dote.” On Weelaunee’s bonnic banks is situat ed the fair village of Snapping Shoals, and if ever there was a guardian spirit that hovered: over the Indian, making every campfire pleasant, every maize crop bountiful, every hunt a success, every war excursion a triumph, every love ro mance bright and happy, it was in this hallowed place, where no modern inven tion came with ruthless hand to sweep away his forest shades, so thrilled and filled with the redskin’s lore. The traveler pauses to wonder ■why the quaint and curious name—Snapping Shoals? a name so out of keeping with its picturesque surroundings; this, too, is a relic of the race, “Whose tongues were true, whose hearts were brave.” The last of one of their dauntless chiefs sought refuge in a cave, detected by his enemy, the white man, a gun was fired and— snapped. “The last of the Mohicans,” with bounding step, over step and jutting cliff, reached his canoe and was lost for evermore to his wigwam home. The shoals p nd erring gun gave to the village a “local habitation and a name,” a name, though unromantic, unpoetical and re quiring fourteen whole letters to spell it, will linger till time shall be no more. No longer does the red man woo his dusky mate; no longer does his birchen skiff ply the waters; no longer does the tawny chief kneel in worship to the star lit skies, and in the ruling waters the pool of a torreiit rings, over the falls in weird mournfulness comes the last "fare well, farewell, farewell” of the lone Indi an ns he flees from his woodland home and the mounds he loved so well. He has gone, and in his steail reigns the white man; but still solitude broods over the beautiful scenes, and poet, scholar and priest seek the sylvan shades for in spiration to guard and guide. Over the hill a wee white church rears its unpretentious spires, and within, could the walls echo the eloquence, the sublime power of the “gospel’s sweet old story." there would come the inspired tones of Bishop Candler, not bishop then, but plain YTarren A. Candler, youthful, buoyant and hopeful, wooing, winning souls, not men—then Candler, president of Emory college, still the same loving, tender shep herd of earlier years—Candler again; this time president and presiding elder, un changed by plaudits and fame. Now the villagers look forward to the time when Bishop Candler will come to them; but though he is “known as the great, he w »l be loved as the good.” Here, too, by the sparkling waters Bish op Atticus G. Haygood gleaned “the things which are not seen, the things that are eternal,” for his famous book, ’ I he Man of Gallilee.” Other voices are heard from this echo of the past. Walker Lew is Stiles Bradley, and some who have passed over Weelaunee for the last last time and are resting under the snade of the trees in the Holy City. Today the record is illumined by the grand old name of Pierce. Truly “God of our fathers is the God Of their succeeding race,” For the golden mantle of charity, love, Christianity of the pioneer doctor, the genial bishop, has fallen about the shoul ders of the consecrated young scion, Al fred M. Pierce. While Weelaunee sings its strains to the men of God it still has a song foi th.it vocation so allied with the gospel, anil on its hallowed shores Hon. G. R. Glenn has stood, and its pine-fringed borders waft the eloquent pleas for the hearts, the lives, the minds of the young. Sweeter, more tender still is the anthem it sings to the memory of one famed in the annals of his country, loyal to prin ciple and party. In a little cottage be neath the wide-spreading boughs of a sycamore Leonidas F. Livingston first opened his eyes to the blue of heaven, his ears to the music of his mother's voice, mingled with the melody of Wee launee, and. although Livingston has been called to the foremost ranks in po litical affairs, yet there are times when, like the Arab, he quietly steals away to his home in the country, and almost with in the sound of Weelaunee, forgets for the nonce the cares of office, the bright dreams and fond ambitions, and lives again the lang syne years, when a “bare foot boy with cheeks of tan” waded the foam-crested rocks or triumphantly caught the speckled trout from its gleam ing waters. Beside Weelaunee dwells a young au thor. who soon will give the world a book filled with scenes and dreams of the vil lage folk. In it he has incorporated many beautiful descriptions, much that is his torical, and over it all casts the roseate glamor of love’s young dream, for our young author is a newly acquired bene dict—so “hope painted the visions with hues of her own,” and bright as the spray of Weelaunee’s wave as it plays in the last golden ray of the sunset is this com ing book. Some day Weelaunee’s waters will cease to lure the dreamer because the voice of spindles, the whir of wheels will disen- chant; but the fairy prince, with his magic wand, has not come, the waters still rush onward to the sea singing their glad songs of liberty; the grist and saw mills monotonously hum “the mill will never grind again with the water that is past.” The little boys launch their minia ture boats, freighted with youthful hopes and folly's dreams. The little girls seek for the spring's first treasures, the stu dent strolls along its banks in rapt enjoy ment, and lovers sit in its sequestered nooks scanning me's strange fairy tale page, all careless alike of the grand pos sibilities, the grand forces hidden deep in her bosom. LYNDA LEE. STONES AND MINERALS OF THE SOUTH. The south has an opulence of building material both above and below ground. The forests with their giant trunks for joists and rafter find a complement in the quarries of granite, marble and other building stone for foundation, wall and ornamentation. Without a single ship from Tarshlsh or a cedar from Lebanon the south could duplicate the temple of Solomon, drawing every needed material from within her own rich borders, even to the gold for the candlesticks and the precious gems to sparkle from the altar. The marbles of East Tennesee are sec ond only to those of Carrara. There are over two hundred varieties of them, each distinct from the others. The ex quisite tints and variegated beauty of one variety are the admiration of every visitor to the capitol and the new con gressional library at Washington, and other state and national buildings throughout the Fnion. The output of the Tennessee quarries reaehes into millions of dollars. In North Carolina and every state reached by the Southern railway there is found'building stone of the high est quality and in an abundance that makes quarrying profitable. In several of these states, moreover, there are precious metals in paying amounts, notably in Virginia, the Caro- linas and Georgia. Surprising as it may seem to those who have come to look upon the far w< sj and the far north as the only gold regions, the south has pro duced over $45,000,000 worth of the yellow metal, more than $3,000,000 having come from a single North Carolina mine. The government mints report that from the beginning of the century to the present time the amount of gold produced in Vir ginia has been $3,203,000; North Carolina, $21,700,000; South Carolina. $3,581,000: Geor gia, $16,101,000: Alabama, $420,000 and Ten nessee, $166,000. A VERY IMPORTANT MEETING APRIL 18TH. The hundreds of northern settlers at Southern Pines, N. C„ have issued two letters of importance; one to their friends, manufacturers and business men north, and one to the business men of the south. Southern Pines, N. C., is one of the best known places in the southern states, but probably It is not generaly understood, even among our people south, that this thriving, progressive little city amid the long leaf pines, was built by northern men and capital. Hundreds of persons of the northern states have gone there and permanently located, until they have a real live Yankee city in the “Old North State.” Among the settlers at Southern Pines are bankers, lawyers, doctors, min isters. merchants, manufacturers, fruit growers, farmers and persons of all call ings of life, and out of the entire popula tion there are not exceeding one hundred and fifty southern born people, but the northern settlers welcome all who go there, whether southerner or northerner. There is no sectional feeling among the people in that place. These people from the north have invested so much capital and made so many improvements that the taxes they usually pay meets one- sixth of the entire county, state, school and all other taxes of Moore county in which they are located. They have built electric light plants, (there being two separate plants in the place for electric lighting), an electric car line six miles long, and in fact they have nearly every thing that is modern and up-to-date. These people have come south and cast their lot among southern people, and that they have succeeded and are well pleased is evidenced from two letters published below, in which they not only show that they are well pleased with the south and the southern people, but their invest ments have been profitable and that they want their friends in the north to come down and meet the business men of the south and to learn from them the advan tages that each section has to offer. Such a spirit on the part of these people is to he commended by all loyal southerners who have a desire to see the southland built up. Southern people have no ani mosity toward the northern people. The south staked its cause with Lee, Jackson and Johnston, and when they and the brave men who went to battle with them did all that human beings coud to make a success of, the Southern Confederacy, and when they said, we are overpowered, you have us at your mercy, we surrender, we cannot afford to sacrifice the lives of the brave men left, the southern people were satisfied to abide in good faith by the decision of their beloved Lee and his men, and the record of thirty-odd years goes to prove that people of the south were loyal to their word, and during the past twelve months when the loreign foe had to be met, there was no hesitation on the part of the southern boys. They marched to the front and amid the fierc est of the battle was the gallant old Joe Wheeler, one of the Confederate leaders who had in the sixties met Sherman's army on many occasions during his march from Atlanta to the sea, and al though sick nigh unto death, General Wheeler ordered his men to carry him to the front at Santiago, and there he stayed until the battle was fought and the vic tory won for the stars and stripes. It was the gallant young officer. Worth Bagley, of North Carolina, who gave up the first life for the Union, and it was the brave young-Hobson, of Alabama, who led the little band of heroes into the very jaws of death that victory might come to the Union’s cause. Today there is trulj no north, no south, no oast, no west, but in fact a union of states, and when ^tho people of Southern Pines, N. C., the Yan kee city of the south, through its of ficial head, the mayor, and its business organization, the board of trade, pto- claim to the world that southern invest ments are not only safe but more profit able than in the north or elsewhere, and invites their northern brethren to conle south and meet southern business men and learn the real truth as to the south ern people by meeting them face to face, they are simply doing the south a justice that should have been done years ago by the men of the north: but nothing that is good is too late: good news is welcome at any time, and though this justice to the south is late, yet we are no less grate ful and indebted to the northern residents of Southern Pines. $50,000 INSURANCE WANTED ON A JERSEY BULL. Application has been made for insur ance of $50,000 on the famous young Jer sey bull. Merry Maiden’s Son. owned at Hood’s farm, Lowell, Mass. This is the highest amount of insurance ever asked for on a bull or cow. Merry Maiden’s Son is believed to he the most famous Jersey 1m.i1 1 living, as he is the son of Merry Maiden, the champion sweepstakes cow in all three contests combined at the world's fair, and his sire is Brown Bessie’s Son. whose dam won the 90 days' and 30 days' tests at the World's fair. Thus Merry Maiden’s Son unites the blood of these two famous cows, and great results are expected from his progeny. VIPER’S BITE It does not yet appear that steak and mushrooms, taken in the ordinary way, will cure that well known disorder which makes a man see snakes; but it is report ed from France that inoculation with a preparation of mushroom juice will over come the effects of a viper’s bite. M. Thesalix describes a number of experi ments which he has conducted with this fluid, obtained by macerating the fungi, in an equal weight of chloroform, water. After 24 hours the solution is drawn off and filtered. At first it is of a brownish hue, but it soon turns to an inky black ness. Subcutaneous injections of the ex tract produce in rabbits the same symp toms as the venom of a viper. The ac count at hand does not, however, specify that the new serum has been effectively employe^ to restore an animal that has first been bitten by a snake, or had been inoculated artificially with viper venom. As the case stands therefore, the alleged discovery needs to be developed further before its practical value can be looked upon as fully demonstrated. $100 REWARD $100. The readers of this paper will be pleased to learn that there is at least one dread ed disease that science has been able to cure in all its stages, and that is Catarrh. Hall's Catarrh Cure is the only positive cure known to the medical fraternity. Catarrh being a constitutional disease, re quires a constitutional treatment. Hall’s Catarrh Cure is taken internally, acting directly upon the blood and mucous sur faces of the system, thereby destroying the foundation of the disease and giving the patient strength by building up the constitution and assisting nature in doing its work. The proprietors have so much faith in its curative powers that they of fer One Hundred Dollars for any case that it fails to cure. Send for list of tes timonials. Address F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, O. Sold by Druggists, 75c. Hall’s Family Pills are the best. A GREAT HOUND. Runs a Fox to Cover After a Con tinuous Chase of 36 Hours. The greatest fox chase of which there is any authentic record took place in the neighborhood of Long Branch, in Meade county, last week. Ben Matthews, a col ored man living at Long Branch, has a foxhound named Queen. One evening last week, when the air was soft, Queen and her companion, Don. together with Jim Bickerstaff's “Old Maje,” started for the hills near by, and were not long absent when they started a vigorous old fox. By their vigorous mouthing it was known that they had a warm scent and were on the trail of a fox of fine staying quali ties. For several hours during the night the residents of that vicinity could hear all three hounds tonguing together, and then the two male dogs dropped out of the run, leaving Queen to keep up the chase alone. All night long she followed the trail, and along toward morning was joined by some fresh hounds, who stay ed with her for a few hours, fell out, rested up and joined in the chase again BILL ARP’S LETTER. Now there is another trust just consum mated. Mr. Vanderbilt and Miss Fair have put their millions together and some body is going to suffer by it. This thing 1», all wrong. RichTe.-ip-hr uughr*Aol—i\r marry rich people, but I don’t see how - we can stop it. There are prettier girls than Miss Fair and handsomer men than Mr. Vanderbilt, but money loves money and that settled it. That pretty little nur sery story about Cinderella marrying a prince is as dead as Hector. But I don’t see how we can prevent these trusts and combinations and great accumulations without a heavy income tax and an in heritance tax. Even then the millionaires would hide out of it or lie out of it. They would dodge the revenue men just like the moonshiners do. \Ve see that Vander bilt is dodging them now in New York and Governor Roosevelt is after them in a special message. It looks like we poor folks will just have to submit—and thank the Lord that we are out of jail and that it is as well with us as it is. They can’t form any trust on air and water and our gardens and home-raised chick ens and eggs and potatoes. We had as paragus for dinner today ai^d will have strawberries in a week or two. There are many good things not yet in any combine. I suggested to Mr. Bealer the other day that I was in favor of a church trust in every small town, for I wanted to hear him and all the preachers preach and was afraid to leave my own little church for fear of giving offense to our preach er. I think it would be a good idea for the preachers to rotate and preach in the different churches, and we would make a combine of the salaries and divide it out pro rata. Doctrinal sermons have about played out, anyhow, and excepting bap tism by immersion there is very little difference in the essential principles of the Christian denominations. We all want to idolize somebody and I had just as leave idolize four preachers as one. Some of the preachers are disturbed about what I wrote about the 400 in New York, and want me to retract and ex plain, and I am pleased to learn from the New York Christian Advocate that the Associated Press dispatch that I quoted from was much exaggerated and distort ed. Enough is admitted, however, to show that Rev. Cadman is a skeptic on the subject of miracles and drew conclu sions from his own argument that the editor says he cannot accept and that Mr. Cadman says he does not himself ac cept. That is funny; the editor says these preachers often give tumultuous ap plause to a meritorious paper, but would refuse to indorse or approve the paper. That is funny, too, and is an admission that Mr. Cadman’s argument against miracles was meritorious. But enough of this. The Northern Methodist church can take care of itself. The editor says he has received from two to twenty letters from each of fourteen different states asking if that press dis patch spoke the truth. And I have received many, and among them are two who indorse Cadman and the 400, and one from a Mormon elder who asserts that the purest of all Christian faith is to be found only in the Mormon church, and he sends me some tracts and begs me to read them. The letters I have reeeivtd are no doubt sincere, and the> are written in polite and scholarly lan guage, and gave me no ground for of x fense. Many men of many minds there are in this world and it becomes us all to be tol erant. Error thrives on intolerance and persecution. ... And here is an editor from Virginia who complains to The Constitution, and takes exception to my saying: “So far as 1 am concerned I feel as if I was nothing and less than nothing in the scale of ex istence, for I know not whence I came nor where I am going.” And he asks im pertinently if I have become an agnostic, and says my utterances are astounding. There are some smart people who are hypocritical and oan’t help it. They hunt for something to hawk at and feed thei conceit. What man knows the secret ot his being or where he came from in the beginning? The Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind and said: “Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of tne earth? Declare it if thou hast under standing.” Perhaps this editor can an- at intervals during the next twenty hours. On the second day of the chase Will LaGrand’s “Tige,” a hound noted for Its staying qualities, joined her and remain ed until the close of the run. Queen was on the run, without rest, the entire 36 hours consumed in the chase. She stop ped only when she had run reynard to cover. After she had accomplished this she lay down and guarded the burrow, and when found by her owner was so stiff and sore that she could not move a limb, and had to be carried to the house. Mat thews, her owner, thinks she is the best foxhound on earth, and would not trade her for the best horse in Kentucky. swer. And again the Lord asked Job; "Have the gates of death been opmed unto thee? Knowest thou the ordinances o:’ heaven and car.st thou set the domin- thereof?” This editor wants to 1 Jcnow have a Bible before me. Yes, and that is what it says—and much more on that line. One day I was talking to Dr. Candler at the union depot in Atlanta. The train was about to leave and he had hold of the hand rail when a newspaper man hurried up with his pad and pencil and said: "Hello, Bishop. Excuse me, but where are you going?” The bishop pulled himself up gently as the car began to move and said: “My friend. I am going to heaven; where are you going?” [ en- joyid that, but if I had been the reporter I think I would have asked: “And where is heaven and how big is it, and when will you get there?" That undiscovered country from whence no traveler returns is still the mystery of mysteries. No, my friend, I repeat that I know not whence I came nor whither 1 am going and there fore I humble myself under the mighty hand of God and trust Him as a little child trusts its father. 1 have just returne'd from a brief visit to Jacksonville, where I went in search of milder weather, for I have a bad %ough and th£ grip, etc., but I did not find much difference. The weather is had every where—got on a trust. I reckon. 1 had some fun, though, at the expense of oth er people. A good old matron came to see me and lavished on me many pleasant compliments, and among other things said: “You must come and see us. We have every book that you ever wrote up on our parlor table. Yes, we have your ‘Uncle Remus’ and your ‘Mingo and Dad dy Tack,’ the runaway, and all your oth er books. Well, now of course, 1 didn't have the meanness in my heart to tell her that I was not Joel (’handler Harris, so I just swallowed it all down and felt flattered. Next I tackled a conductor, and when he read my pass he looked at me and smiled: “I am very glad to meet you, ma jor. My father was a Columbus man, and he just banked on you. Yes. up to the day of his death he said everything that Bill Nye wrote—” “Bill Nye is dead,” said I solemnly. He looked bewildered and I relieved him by telling him that I was Bill Arp and not Bill Nye. I wish I was rich. I know a man whose name was Duncan, and one day I found him brooding over the fire in his back store, anti says I: “What are you thinking about, Duncan?” He smiled sadly and said: “I was just wishing I was rich.” “What for?” said I. “Why, just to have my opinions respected. One of my cus tomers asked me this morning what l thought about cotton—would it go up or go down, and l told him I thought it would rise in a few days, and he told an other feller what I said and he turned up his nose and said: ‘Duncan—Duncan— hang Duncan. What does he know? Why didn’t you ax Shorter?’ Well, Shorter is rich and I'm poor, but I know more about cotton than he does, for he never bought a bale in his life.” .. Now, I don’t want to he rich just to have my opinions respected, but I would like to have a charity fund at my com mand. so that I coidd respond to some of these pitiful appeals that I receive almost every day. They make me heart-sick and I can’t do anything. About half the let ters I receive ask for something that I cannot supply. They want to know the missing word and some of them actually offer to give me half the reward if I will tell it to them. And then these chain let ters come almost every day and they ex pect me to send some money and make three copies and send to three of my friends and pay postage all around. And some of my young friends want composi tions or points for a debate about the Philippines or the Cuban war. And some ambitious young people send me a lot of poetry to be criticised. They are afraid of Frank Stanton. Well, of course, all these letters are written with good intent and some of them have a stamp inclosed, but they are a white man’s burden and I cannot do 'justice to them. As for auto graphs. I send them with pleasure, for it is an easy task. I wonder if Uncle Remus has a similar experience. Nevertheless, I am still calm and serene. BILL ARP. CHECK REINS. Anybody can go into New Jersey and at very slight expense lay the foundation for a trust; butiit is not so easy to find suckers with money to invest in trust stocks. The banks are beginning to be shy of promoters and the federal govern ment has at last undertaken to prevent these combinations in restraint of trade from doing an interstate business. As a result of these collapsible conditions, the business of floating trust stocks, which has been going forward so merrily for the past year, has been suddenly checked; but none too soon. PARSNIP COMPLEXION. A majority of the ills afflicting people today can be traced to kidney trouble. It pervades all classes of society, in all cli mates, regardless of age, sex or condition. The sallow, colorless looking people you often meet are afflicted with “kidney complexion.” Their kidneys are turning to a parsnip color; so is their complexion. They may suffer from indigestion, sleep lessness, uric acid, gravel, dropsy, rheu matism, catarrh of the bladder, or irreg ular heart. You may depend upon it, the cause is weak, unhealthy kidneys. Women as well as men are made miser able with kidney and bladder trouble and both need the same remedy. Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root, the great kidney, liver and bladder remedy, will build up and strengthen weak and unhealthy kidney^, purify the diseased, kidney poisoned blood, clear the complexion and soon help the sufferer to better health. The mild and the extraordinary effect of Swamp-Root is soon realized. It stands the highest for its wonderful cures of the most distressing cases, such as weak kid neys, catarrh of the bladder, gravel, rheumatism and Bright’s Disease, which is the worst form of kidney trouble. It is sold by druggists in fifty cent and dol lar sizes. You may have a sample bottle by mail free, also pamphlet telling ail about it. Address Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton. N. Y'. When writing please mention reading this generous offer in The Sunny South. A PROGRESSIVE TOWN. Gastonia, N. C., as an illustration of Southern Enter prise and Pluck. Gastonia, N. C., is a conspicuous repre sentative of the new south in the best sense of that term. It is an illustration of what any town or community in the Piedmont belt having good railway facili ties can accomplish in the way of growth and prosperity through their own unaid ed efforts. Many towns in the south sit still and vainly try to invite outside capi tal and effort to come and build up their town industries. Gastonia did not con cern itself to invite foreign capital and energy, but went to work to help itself. The results have been strikingly satisfac tory. The town was incorporated in 1876. It was then a rude railway hamlet, with a scant population. It now has about 4.000 inhabitants. Its natural advantages, such as climate, location and the industrious and moral character of its people, have been a factor in development. But its abundant railway facilities, being situ ated on the trunk line of the great South-> ern railroad and at the junction of the Carolina and Northwestern railroad, have given it everything its business men could desire in the way of railway rates and connections. Its banking facilities are first-class, two strong, conservative and well-managed banks, with ample cap ital. and deposits aggregating $300,000. Another important element of success has been the low rate of taxation. Many municipalities are burdened with an ex cessive tax rate, which cuts down divi dends and drives away capital and set tlers. Gastonia has no bonded indebted- ni s of any kind, hence the tax rate is remarkably low, being only eleven and two-thirds mills for county, state and municipal purposes combined. But the great feature which has al ways distinguished Gastonia and given- ’'her an almost uneq jaled record uas been the phenomenal success of her cotton mill enterprises. No cotton manufacturing center in the south has surpassed it in this respect, and very few have equalled it. During the long and terrible depres sion and disaster of 1X97 in cotton milling industries her mills never suspended for a day, paid full dividends of X arid 10 per cent and continued to run night and day as usual. One of the mills, the Trenton, five years old, has paid its stockholders 100 per cent on the dollar in dividends. Another, the Gastonia Manufacturing company, ten years old, has paid L0 per cent of cash dividends and 150 per cent of stock dividends. There are several reasons for this re markable. record. First and foremost, it is to be found in the character and ability of the men who have managed these mills. The mills have been managed with signal ability. I have said there are several reasons for this marked success. So there are. But the reason of all reasons is found in the capacity and ability of the men who have been at the head of affairs. They are all men of the highest character, and as prominent in the churches as they are in the business world. The cotton mills of the south that have failed have done so largely because they have not had competent men to manage them. Another reason for this success has been that the mill authorities have weeded out incompetent and vicious oper atives. A case of drunkenness means in- WINE OF CARDUIX Woman’s Crowning Virtue. Belton, Mo., July 27. For years I suffered terrible pains every month and my doctor told me I could not be cured except by an operation. I felt I could not submit to that and was so des- S ondent I had given up all hopes of a cure. ly husband insisted on my trying Wine of Cardui and at last thank God I did try it. Last month I did not have a pain, and did all my work, which I had not done in seven ycUg " MRS. MINNIE LITTLE. LAKES’ ABVIS9RY DEPARTMENT; For advice in cases requiring special directions, address, giving symptoms, I«dlM* Advisory Uep’t, Th. ( llATTASOOGA MEDICINE CO., Chattanooga, Tenn. Modesty is the crowning virtue of American women. It is the trait that all mankind admires. A modest woman is the most pleasing of all created things. Because of this becoming virtue thousands of women prefer to suffer untold miseries rather than confide their troubles to a physician, and to even think of submitting to an examination is revolt ing. They can’t get their own consent to an operation. Wine of Cardui permits sensitive women to retain their modesty. With it they can cure " female troubles” in the’quiet of their own rooms. If special treatment is required they can write to the Advisory Department of the Chatta nooga Medicine Co., and their letters will be promptly answered by women trained in the cure of womanly weaknesses and irregu larities. There should be no hesita tion. Delayed treatment means a chronic condition. The longer postponed the harder to cure. A LARGE BOTTLE OF WIRE OF CARDUI COSTS $1.00 AT THE DRUG STORE. yWINE OF CARDUI AA A DAY; SURE, EASY MONEY! m I I II I Ary person without experience, or without capital, willing to work ami willing II I I II I to talk, and show the Ounny Gas Retort in operation at their own homes to their Vl/1 V/lV/V/ neighbors and friends, can easily, and without work, m “ l 8*‘jL lea8 '***’“. da ? A . u exnerhiu^d agent should make «S» or *30 a day. A store can be opened, and a Sl.OOOa H®alh cleared The Gas Retort is the atar attraction for an agent; people crowd the place where shown. Makes fuel ‘ . (roIn coa i 0 n • n o danger; burns a clear, bright flame, beats oven in ten minutes; coal oil, the coming fuel - everybody interested ; the new fire a success; clean, no dirt, no ashes. Get first chance at one of the n f the century. BIO MONEY for au enterprising agent—lady or gentlemen—don’t delay, write today Just put the Retort in your kitchen stove. Shipped all ready to set in stove. No expense. The WATT MANUFACTURING COMPANY, No. 155 East Third Street, Cincinnati. 0. stant dismissal. Profane and immoral bosses and operatives must go. No wall of separation * is built up between the operatives and townspeople, and instead of mill chapels, the operatives come to the town churches, and mill owners and operatives sit together in the pews. There has never been any such thing as a boom, and of the $670,000 invested in various branches of manufacturing not more than $25,000 is foreign capital. The farmers in the surrounding country own much stock in the mills. If an amount equal to one-fourth of the total capital invested represents the rate of wages paid, then Gastonia’s manufac turers pay her operatives annually $167,- 000. The general result is a tc-wn remark ably peaceful and law-abiding. Arrests are rare, anil a drunken man on the street is a thing not seen once a month. There are no barrooms, and one town marshal is ample for 4.000 people. But Gastonia enjoys the distinction of being the commercial metropolis of the county which contains more cotton mills than any other in the south. There are in Gaston county twenty-two cotton mills, ground is being broken for the twenty- third and other mills are doubling their plant. There is no farmer in the county who is not within seven miles of a rail way, and no one who is not near enough to a cotton mill to enable him to operate a truck farm or give him an excellent market for every load of wood, every egg, or pound of butter, or chicken or goat, or sheep or pig. The prosperous and inde pendent condition of Gaston county farm ers is largely owing to the fact that they are all near some cotton mill which gives them a market at fair prices for every thing which they can grow 7 . Gastonycounty has $2,250,900 of capital invested in cotton manufacturing. This, distributed among so many mills in dif ferent localities, is vastly better for the general good than one or two huge mills. This wide distribution gives every section of the county a good market for produce and prevents any one section from be coming top-heavy with a factory popula tion. Gaston county mills pay their opera tives $565,000 annually in wages. This sum paid in weekly instalments finds its way into every branch of trade and gives a tremendous impetus to prosperity in town and country. Gastonia, with its elegant churches, high-grade schools, busy stores and fac tories and law-abiding and cultured peo ple. is a delightful place for residence and business. D!SCARDING_THE_PETTICOAT. Gowns are tighter than ever. Petticoats too, have decreased in size, saving at the extreme edge, where they run riot in a mad frou-frou of flounces and, in fact, many of the smartest women are dis pensing with them altogether and adopt ing in their stead cullottes built on the very tightest and scantiest plan. Natur ally, as a result of ail this, the model petticoats prepared early in the winter are now to be had at actually a third or so of the original cost price.