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SIXTH <PAGE
THE SUNNY SOUTH
JULY 9-, 1904
In Woman's Realm of Thought and Home
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but. of course, she will continue in the
same line.
I wonder if she lets her mind wander
to the rime when that mother shall have
passed away, her labors ceased?
1 would beg all such daughters to stop
arid ask .themselves seriously if thev
are what the)- should be to their parents,
particularly to the mother who needs
her so, lest remorse be their companion
in after years.
Speaking of children, I wish you all
With the Household
All Communications to This Department Should Be Addressed to (MRS. MARY E. BRYAN, Clarkston, Ga. Inquiries an
Letters Requiring Answers by Mall Most Ba Accompanied by Postage.
Woman and the Home
^ Gossip Corner
A Batch of SHort, Chatty Letters
A few month? ago, to my surprise, I ‘ revealed the noble nature, of ’
began to receive The Sunny South, and singer and also taught t..e -- “
as I have never subscribed for it, J am one should stay in h.s or i er ^ p d
eager to know who this kind benefactor sphere. Many try to oppose natt • ‘
is. It is indeed a "kindness done by are punished accordingly. v ' tner? “ ,
stealth and found out by accident,” if at helpless creatures out of the pm
all. X take this means of thanking my which they belong and where they -
unknown friend for thus making me h;ip- happy, and give them in unnatural _ *
py. I greatly admire the Household and dittons. For instance, the b . lr<is - 1 °
believe it Is doing a great educational a mocking bird singing in thc
work among its many thousand readers, heart of a tree is something to give i •
It is certainly developing literary taste foy; to hear a poor bird prisoner in n*o
and ability. The pictures are an addition narrow cage trying to utter his once
Talks On Timely Topics could hear some of the wise, funny sav-
OUR OWN. |
MONO the many praises In
prose and verso of tho
Oz«rk land ns n paradise \
for beauty and health,
there comes to us from the
rich alluvial lands this op
posing note, a poetic, pes
simistic moon from the i
malaria-puled Ups of a
gifted young girl. It is
Very evident that owners j
of real estate In the ‘‘Land
of the Big Ked Apple” ;
have failed to enlist Miss
Nannie Williams' muse in their behalf.
M. E. B.
In the wilds of the west,
On the banks of a stream.
In whose dark sluggish waters
Foul, slimy things teem.
Where malaria arises
And poisons the air
And the brown bull frog bellows,
“Beware, here, beware!"
Where the sun shines down hot
On the flat, swampy soil.
And blisters the hacks
That are bending with toll.
Where men labor and strive
To accumulate wealth
And give in exchange
Joy, culture and health;
Where we rise with a sigh,
And lie down with a groan.
Oh, this is the land
We claim for our own.
Where hearts early grow old,
And heads early grow gray.
Where our best years are gone
Ere the morn of life's day.
Where disease strikes the frame
Like a venomous tooth
And Death lays his head
On the fair brow of Youth,
Whore men strive together
In mad greed for gold.
And forget the true blessings
Existence may hold;
Where hearts and heads ache,
Though lips make no moan;
Ah, this is the land
We claim as our own!
Where in guise of a friend
We too oft meet a foe;
And in searching for Joy
Come upon haggard Woe.
Where Hope which once beckoned
With fair, friendly face.
Flits front us and leaves
Orim Despair in her place.
Ah! we sow here and reap
On our lands broad and wide,
wealth come to us late
terly paiy disease by her side
car*Ai'lj^ie showers her favors,
"-'Sift Death's hand alone
Gives us six feet of land
That's forever our own.
NANNIE W. WILLIAMS.
New Gascony, Ark.
MOTHERS AS HOME DRUDGES.
The subject of mothers as household
drudges has. 1 believe, been w-ll han
dled lately among us and I hope to be
pardoned for reviving it. but a ease has
been brought before me so forcibly 1
am constrained to speak of it.
lags of my little 4-year-old—Just now
| learning to talk so as to be understood.
He calls me “Wu." and imagine my
surprise the other day when I insisted
on his doing something he objected to,
to have him say in tones full of disgust.
“Wu, ou makes me sick." He thinks
hjmself vpry much wiser than his 2-year
old brother “Sandy." and I heard him
tell the baby, “Dan. ou ain't dot no bit
of tense (sense)."
I realize that l*iese little sayings which
now sound so cute that we are fain to
laugh at them and think them smart,
may he the indication of an imperious
ll'-suffieient nature, and now while his
O put and write In the Glen- ! Miss Cole. The marvellous little artist
View pavilion- the scene ( also executed a brilliant piano solo yes-
view pavilion tne scene j terday ^ ^ Texag bu „ ding and three
will inspire you, said some j Da n as boys p i a yed delightfully on the
one tills morning. 1 violin. The Texas building is a favorite
T here for resort for southerners.
I went, but here, o The great show ls indescribable—a daz-
haSf an toour, I have been J z ] e of wonders and beauties, but I will
sitting with idle pencil In ’try next week to tel] you about some of
i„„ «• lt s striking features. I am constantly
hand, gazing far off across wishjng j ° had you al , wlth me here .
the wind stirred tops of What a jovial time we would have. With
TRUEHEART’8 TRIED RECIPES.
Noodles—Two eggs, a pinch of salt and reunion at St. lauds and r trust it may
[>ur to make a stiff dough; work twenty materialize, as [ hope to go myself.
the trees that fill the glen—
away to the valley In the
distance, girdled by a
range of misty blue moun
tains.
Beautiful Indeed ls the scene spread be
veling mind is impressionable, I try to fore one who stands in the pavilion built
on the JutTlng rocks of Glenview, 100
yards in the rear of the Cumberland ho
tel at Monterey, Tenn., but yet grander
ls that “gorge” on the north side of the
hotel—an immense ravine wjth griat
mossy rock walls of nature’s masonry
correct such a tendency.
Who among you mothers has known
the feeling of having your child lost for
several hours nnd seeing night come on
while the little one is yet missing?
Last summer my eldest little boy fol
lowed a colored lad off from the bouse.
a heart full of love.
M. E. B.
AGAIN A HOOSIER.
T nm again a Hoosier. having moved
from Kentucky back to my old home. I
am glad to greet my old friends, but it
was sad indeed to say goodby to those , and serve hot.
flour
minutes, roll thin as paper; let lie for
about one-half hour, cut in strips, roll
up strips and drop in soup a few min
utes before serving
Baked Noodles—Cook Ihe rolled strips
In boiling water about five minutes, take
out with about one-half cup of the water
they were boiled in and put iti a baking
dish, sprinkle with bread crumbs, that
have been dried and rolled, adding bits
of butter, salt and pepper. Bake brown
Iron City, Ala.
ROBIN.
Chinking lie was in the back yard at rising 100 feet perpendicularly, in some
ssr-.i.'s&is: &srs >»««»
begun and a policeman at length found llt1; * 8 rivulets leaping down from rock
him in the Central railroad yards having to rock. Tall juniper trees, laurels, eu-
the time of his life, for he is absolutely cumber trees and beeches, with under
devoted to a “tain.” growth of ferns and rhododendrons, till
much™* f’Tol, me of^he^'heTp big th <' ravine. In BP ™ ral pIareS cha,ybeate
tains" and how they all said “toot, toot." springs gush from the rock.
I have some worsted scraps I will send In this Cumberland hotel in the lovely
to some of the shutins who desire them, mountain village of Monterey the Ten-
Mother Meb. did you get my letter tell- 1 Woman's Press Club and An-
you remember her. and says she’d 111c© n,ml three days meeting, and today they
so much to knoxv of you and vour family, will return to Nashville, 106 miles away,
T on can get some flnf* writing: matter on The new railroad, the Central Ten-
from her concerning: war times, as she nessee which traverses the most pictur-
was In camp. LULA GTBRS esque and fertile regions of Tennessee.
Kentucky neople. I left many true
friends there, one of whom is as fine a
little woman as ever lived, and she can
cook, too, cousins!
As soon as 1 get “straightened up”
will drop you a line In the Household.
T owe several cousins a letter, but be pa
tient a little while longer and you shall
h“ar from me. , .
I notice my chin continues to attract : sugar, one teacupful cider
attention. But I haven't time to write
now fot» I have a carpet to put down.
Goodby. COUSIN REDDY.
Owensvllle, Ind. •
Macon, Ga.
OUR TRUANTS.
Such a. pleaaa.nt. nice family
Found a place of rest
Under the eaves of our portico
In a hornet’s nest.
Trim and neat, brown coated,
These dear little people
Were as snug and as contented
As bells within a steeple.
From morning- time till evening
There would come down to me
Through the air thus sweetly riven
"Ter-ru-la” and “Ter-ru-le.”
Ono day there was a moving
Of live babies, plumpiand brown;
Oh, such a work and bother
In trying to be gone!
So I helped my pretty tenants,
And they, as thanks to me,
Sang back from the green hedges
“T er-ru-lat -Ter-ru-le."
ANNICE L.
The meeting has been every way de
lightful. Tennessee surely honors her
women writers. The trip in a special car
to and from Monterey was a compliment
from Mr. Hinton, the traffic manager of
the Tennessee Central road, together with
his accomplished wife—a Creole of T/Outs-
iana with glorious dnrk eyes and a voice
of music, and his gifted niece, accompa
nied us on ithe the journey. Mr. Hinton
made the club an eloquent address of
welcome at the first evening entertain
ment of the hotel.
The handsome, popular wife of ex-Gov-
ernor (Senator-elect) McMillan also ad
dressed the club In a. speech full of grace
ful appreciation. Drives, flowers, sweets,
etc., were among the other tokens of the
esteem in which the Wiman’s
Is held, while the beautiful homelike hos
CAUTION, LITTLE MAID.
(A Song of Summer.)
Dimpled little maiden
In her red morocco shoes
Seeking for a violet,
Wading in the dews;
“Boofnl” are the flowers—but—
The violets will fade.
Bees are in the buttercups.
Caution—little maid.
Dimpled little maiden
With a head of pretty curls.
Leave alone the roses—they
Are not for little girls;
Thorns are on the roses that
The baby never sees;
Thorns are in the future years.
Caution—little tease.
Dimpled little maiden.
There is work as well as play;
Pleasures are the violets
Spread along the way;
Beautiful the flowers—but—
The violets will fade.
Sin ls in the pleasant way,
Caution—little maid.
—C. H. BEAZLEY.
Cherry Cheese—Stone cherries and chop
them fine; to each pound add one-half
pound sugar, and cook slowly until re
duced to a thick smooth mass, that will
jelly and may bo sliced when cold. Keep
In bowls or tumblers and seal like jelly.
Splc?il Cherries—Stono and for every
seven pounds cherries allow four of
gar and
clip of water. Tie two tablespoonfuls
of the stones and one each of ginnamon
and whole cloves, in piece of cheese
cloth, and simmer gently ten minutes,
with tlie vinegar, sugar and water. Add
cherries and boil till thick. Seal hot.
These compounds are a nice accompani
ment to cold meats.
OMELET—One-half cup water, one cup
bread crumbs (flue, without crust) and
salt and pepper to taste; beat all to
gether, add two well-beaten eggs
Allow me to come In and shake hands
with Knight of the Air for his interest
ing letter on the “Sahara of America"
and in the beautiful thoughts expressed
at its close. Truly, the beauties of na
ture are ennobling—beautiful women in
cluded—beautiful in soul and mind rather
than in mere body, though we all know
that Inward beauty expresses itself out
wardly, giving charm to the smile and
the eyes and even moulding the features.
Majgaret Richards poems last week
sweet freedom w,- ,,v,
rick Henry'a exclamation. Give me .i -
rrtv or give me death. applies to
beings that God has ^ at ^ KRTRAM .
Fineta. T agree with you about*
Richmond Pearson Hobson. 1 h a *«
the pleasure of hearing him speak severe
times. He is the finest orator I have ever
h-ard and the most graceful speaker 1
think Albania has a right to oe proud
° f Cousin Reddy, I can't cook, but 1 Jtni
learning. I won't tell you now c.c. - —
ns von might criticise me for he.ng
i old” and not knowing ho £J^Y°LAIR.
kind. They have the same thinking source
as we. but by developing their brains
they have so broadened thejr minds that
they are vastly superior to us in a ques
tion where thought and knowledge are in
volved. Their mental outlook has a
broader scope than ours. The;.- have lit
tle care of gossip and the rrrvoloi-e Things
which are current topics in our circle.
Hence, we term the Jesuses “uppissh” or
"biggity," and hold ourselves aloof from
them and deprive ourselves of the oppor
tunity of associating with a people who
are mentally superior to us. Let's not do
this. Grasp every opportunity of asso
ciating with your superiors. It is of edu
cational value and It leads to opportunity
for bettering our condition. Envy ana
tnd conceit have been instrumental in check-
pour into Irving pan. in which a small ing the progress of nations as well as ln-
iump of butter has been melted. Cook, dividuals. In countries where certain re-
gently until it sets; loosen the edges, iigious denominations are incorporated
fold and turn out on hot dish. with the government, religious prejudice
„ , - , , _ , .. . and envv are the barrier to spiritual de-
lomato Omelet—Pa re two or three to- VP i opmPnt , 6ay aPC , fee! this, although
matoes. cut in slices, fry in butter, beat j bave a regard for all sincere creds. and
two or three eggs to make omelet, season j am au advocate of Sunday school work
j with sait and pepper, warm some butter a teacher in Sunday senoot an.. „,vn.'
in pan, put in eggs; stir; mix in tomatoes, ber of the Baptist church. Faithfully,
turn out on plate; cold. f n. COG.
How to Keep Cucumbers.—Cut with P- S. If admitted. I will come again
stem when small, wash, place in jar. and tell you of ray travels,
make a very strong brine and pour over
them; put on a weight and be sure they
! are all kept under water. When you add
j more cucumbeas, add more brine.
1 Cucumber and Onion Salad.—Pare cu-
I cumbers 'and lay in cold water for I
(hour, do same with onions In another
'bowl; then slice them in proportion to
! one onion to three cucumbers, arrange
in salad bowl and season with vinegar, are doing
In a luxuriously furnished apartment of pepptr • a,t -
one of New York's most fashionable j Breajffaut Potatoes.—To one pint n.ash-
, , , (ed potato, wnich has been beaten till . .
homes a man in the prime of life, hand- . white and creamy, add one well-beaten came from northern \ irginia to attend
Press Club 801116 and finely formed, was restlessly ! egg; mold into small cakes, dip In flour a Nashville college? She had been flier
pacing to nnd fro. His bnr^ was marred land fry in ho-t meat fat. 1 two years when I met her in the s; .m,
f 18514. When I first saw her 1 wn
me congratulati
A MAN’S LOVE.
•pitality of the Cumberland hotel Is some- b >' a f">wn. and when he glanced at the ! Old-Fashioned Ginger-Bread.-One egg. ■ charmed . and 1 felt sure her company
piiniii.v oi vie v u u only other occupant of the room, a white- one cup molasses, one-half cup butter-
thing none of them will ever forge (haired man, the father of his fiancee, jmilk, one tablespoonful each butter and T , . . ‘
Mrs. Miller, the hostess of the hotel, is ; ^ PPpes t anxiety was apparent in the (ginger; one full teaspoonful of soda, 1 '
one of crur Household members, a writer j expression of his dark eyes. j one and one-half cups of flour,
of sketches nnd poems who is destined j Suddenly the door, leading from an loaf.
A CASE IN POINT.
Perhaps Fanehon has long ago made up
to be better known in roe merury «r»ivu. ■ , . ,
. .. . . . . ’ . ,ui- [most celebrated physician of his time
or reject that nice young man whose an- a unique feature In tile menage of this j f . nterpd t)le room
cestral background was his only fault, beautiful, spacious hvd/:I is the waiters
he belonging to a rough family. But. , ,
whether she has decided lr not, there ! . <■ ‘less
may be other girls similarly situated, to 10611 students from Bethel Theological , less,
whom the case in point 1 shall mention i college In Russellville, Ivy. Ihe head
j one cup sour milk, one teaspoonful soda
I and three of lard, flour to roll. A tea-
I can do nothing, he *satd. Science Ispoonful ginger gives a ni
the dining room. They are all young is helpless; the case is absolutely hope- prevents soaking fat.
, i .i.-. r_. rT’V, , ver-i nol 1 lljQ.Q ”
T "Sought her presence often—she seemed
not to dislike me. Well, a few weeks
flavor «nd passed and I found myself in love, ir
retrievably so. anil It was a love "that
To Keep Grapes All
may he of some benefit.
It is an Instance that came under ray
own observation. The girl was refined,
of an excellent old family with tradi
tions of past wealth. She had been well
brought up and imbued with the thor-
! s£r;„ s:,r.o jssrwr.’assstf
pr ompt ’ her hand clasped in hjs. “Be brav.e. ’ WILD KOSES.
Miller, | dear,” she said. “You* must not sac- Adown the pasture lane I went one day
was to procure ‘ rifice your life for mine. Go your wav Where in the spring I liked to strav-
st ints wrote to . ln ,he world. Wealth and fame await , Where cattlA grazing, loiter to and'fro;
J, acklna . ; , • s<1 « 16 da y you will be comforted Ou thicket rough, some sweet wild roses
waiter ls a fine looking young
sor in the college. They dignify
position by their fine courtesy and prompt ! her hand clasped in hjs
service. In the early spring Mrs. Miller, ; dear,” she said,
seeing how difficult it
oustobred’s ideas of honor and courtesy, good dining room assi ^ ^
The man’s parents w-re good, honest the president of Bethel college asking j apd love"“wiir shine’for vou in another's i blow
jieople, but wholly under and strangers hhn tQ make the students an offer from ; eyes.”
6Ilt lb<? r of employment as waiters during the “You are cruel,” said the man. “Never. (A witching odor seemed to fill the place,
11 S summer vacation Quite a number of while this heart beats in my breast, will And busy bees vied in the pleasant race
I give you up. Death alone shall part To fill their honey-cups np to tlie brim
mventional society.
He, by patient
striving, had lifted himself far above
early environment.
Through the years that have passed the students accepted the offer, and came
sinc,e their ma.rrlage h e has provided well promptly at the beginning of tho season.
for his family. Before the children were
First, let me say that I think no mat- old enough to attend school he moved
ter if the mother is willing to slave to into a near by town, built a comfortable
spare her children, they should have love,
honor and gratitude enough for her rot
to allow it, and surely no mother will
icfuse the proffered help of her daugh
ter.
A young lady neighbor of mine while
in to see me one afternoon brought up
tht subject of going fixed up nicely at
home, and with me to think was to
speak, so I said. “Yes. I like to
neat at a’., times, hint I find It a little
hard to be always presentable, ns I do
all my house work, and attend to two
young’ children, and I can’t see how it is
that you can wear a trained voile skirt.
accompanying an accomplished professor
of the college staff, who took the posi
tlon of head waiter.
In the evening the young men who hav
waited on us so efficiently at suppe
come into the large asemblv rooms well
dressed and well appearing to sit among
the audience and listen to the music.
With nectar which the Gods provide for
him.
In an uninhabited region of a far west- !
ern state a party of prospectors were ,'n Tho fragile daintiness and supple gi^ice
and fancy belts, collars and hafr orna
ments. for like us you ali have no ser
vant."
She told me In few words, just what I
knew mmjt be her answer, “Oh, mother
dees all the work." She seemed rather
proud to own it. I felt my face burn,
and my heart swelled with pity, for
"mother" is a frail woman, stooped over
through hard work and ill health. This
home and settled. Tie has been a good
husband, a devoted father, yet behind the
outward show, there are dark moments
that come from lack of perfect conge
niality. Their home is as beautiful as
any other in town.
His bank account is perhaps equal to
the largest there; their children receive | readings and recitations. Mrs. Miller said
like advantages with those of other fam- I they were models of correct behavior;
° -° 116 files, but with all this, their children are i th respond in tlle rl ~ h . t spirit to her
sometimes slighted by those of the up- . .
per tens." who have undoubtedly heard 1 1,1,1 '
the elder members of their families speak ever seen anything of this kind In the
deprccatin.gly of the littie ones because south, though at Narrogansett Pier a , j^bt tho party started forward
of the father's antecedents. number of Yale students were the wait- neared tlie iine a horrible
Winter.—Gather ; c-omes but once in a lifetime.”
She was soon to be graduated, soon to
the town and return to her home
a thousand miles from me. tine
evening, while I lingered in the dim
lighted hallway of her hoarding place,
leaning against a half-open door, 1 told
her my story—I offered her my heart and
hand, and while my story may not have
been eloquently told, it was every word
true. Shi 1 listened and looked out in the
moonlight and said—and said—•
The eml of the college year engie all
too soon, and early one morning I sqw
the northbound passenger tram hear
away from me the only woman I can
ever love. She was gone! Gone!
More than nine years have passed since
that eventful morning, and with them in
passed
kindly bachelor, who had smoked his pile
in peace for four years m this little
home? Perhaps, he is a wanderer; and
it maybe he thinks with homesick re
gret of this humble dugout home.
Air Kay’s friend has a far neater,
nicer little borne than this dugout of tee
hermit, of the deli, but I do not think
he has any lovelier flowers and green
ery than embower the ruins of this
bachelor's home.
Beautiful wild nature—how I love her.
How it grieves me to see he r desecrat
ed! When I see men of wealth hating
the timber cleared away and the grand
trees, vines and flowers destroyed to
make great cotton fields. I can not help
feeling it is sinful. Soon, very soon,
there will be no flowers, no trees, and
few birds will care to ?ing foi us
then. Our western land will be one large
field, except the hills. Oh, could we al
ways have it as it is today! Wild and
free, crowned with the fairest of flow
ers arid the home of many sweet song
birds.
Texas. VERNIE BARRINGTON
ARE THE MOTHERS WHOLLY RE
SPONSIBLE?
In a recent magazine I read this partt-
‘ gra ph:
“Children ar? what we make them, by
what we ourselves are. During the en
actment of the mystery of reproduction
i a woman who knows, holds in her power
the molding of the little soul, as well as
| the physical being."
I We cannot always have our children
what we wish them to be. Each child
! has an individuality of his own. Those
born of the same parents, surrounded by
the same influences, and the same train
ing develop into dissimilar characters.
Cain and Abe! were brothers, there was
no one in the whole world to counteract
the influence of the training their parents
gave them, yet Cain was a murderer and
a vagabond, while the Lord had resp-ct
to Abel and his offering.
If the influence of the emotions and
black as jet, and almost sentiments that a mother entertains can
mold the soul and physical being of her
child, why wore Esau and Jacob so un
like. both in body and soul? They were
twins, and whatever influence Rebecca
exerted must have been the same on
each child, but we see Esau a hairv
man. a man of the field, a cunning hunter,
but Jacob was a plain man, dwelling in
tents.
From these twin brothers "sprang two
nations and two manner of -people."
Thus we see children of the same fam
ily altogether different from each other.
Such things are a great mystery' that
none can solve, except the great God
who formed man. LIL.
Newstead, Mo.. June 3.—Mrs. Mary E.
Bryan, Clarkston. Ga.—Dear Mrs. Bryan:
Having been a subscriber for the post
two yea*;. 1 have read with considerable
itilen-st the Household letters, and they
have no Impressed me as to create a ile-
£ire to be among the Householders. Let
you on the work yo:
J. II. NANCE.
MY LOVE STORY.
May I tell you of a little woman who
. , touched the floor when hanging loose.
1 ve 111 ( Her eyes were dark and looked kindly
it from an intellectual face. A perfect
search of gold. As the sun isanlt behind Ban riot over all the “sun-kissed” place; I:,* M f . ... i;f e j iav
the distant mountains they reached the : £ seemed to me. I could not bear i mom rhnudnz -cenes
'° top of the ridge up which thev had been lwve ‘hem waste their sweetness on i traveled a road
L for some time toiling, and before them ‘he air. bv her home. Her wedding 1
lay a scene of surpassing beauty. A
lovely valley, encircled by snow-clad
mountains. Through it glided a silvery
stream, its banks light with flowers.
One lovely lishtnfng-hlasted pine rose
like a sentinel from the hillside, and a
short distance from Its gaunt hranches a
This is the first -time I had 'lark object was discoverable, evidently a
hut.
With exclamations of surprise and de-
As they
loo-king
leading
>lls had
And so, with careful hands its roots I j ro H2 long ago, and she Is now a happy
• -■ wife in a Tennessee home. I stopped,
card three
lift.
Fanehon. you could not b P a true w-om- ers j n one 0 f dle summer hotels not long specter, suddenly leaped up out of th. . -
an and ask your husband to give up his f ag0j and j n Newport I was at a hotel gloom, waving its arms wildly, while elevating articles which come gratis
And to our door its home I shift;
(And now. a beauteous wreath is hung
Where it can h-ave “its praises sung.’’
! “TRUE. IIEART.”
literary braves, drinking the sweets
which came to me in turn, without adding
one mite to the general fund.
it seems to be impossible for a sensitive
nature to appropriate tlie helpful and
chere -the dining room waiters were dig- meaningless sounds, like the rattle of
dry bones, issued from its fleshless jaws.
family, who are dear to him. however
plain and uncouth they may be, nor would
you be true to yourself and your erst- | ni ^’ pr ® tty collo f e , The fare and form resembled a skelVton,
while tastes and surroundings and take 1 This afternoon the members or the ha | r an(J ey(t j irows were ^-one, the fin-
his jjeople into such close relations as press club and Author's League will re- gPra were fleshiest, the eyes glared from
you would almost necessarily b e compell- turn to Nashville, but the end of the bony sockets, and -great ulcers appeared
ed to do. Worse than all, imagine the cummer frolicking is not yet. Tomor
distress It would give you to see that Vow they will be entertained in a uniquely
by
health
For my life I could not help telling her
my opinion of her conduct. 1 told her
that I would honestly be ashamed of It;
under the rags.
It stood -still an Instant, then fled to tho
Miss Will Allan hu t. Its stiffened joints creaking as !t
moved. The miners stood for an instant
as if turned to stone with horror and
amazement, then with one glance at the
new-made grave, covered with flowers,
where the creature had been kneeling.
daughter who mieht be such a help, com- yoUr dPa .i | itt le children -were looked down
fort and Joy to one who will not he with upon because something for which they delightful manner _ v P n
her long, ls to all appearances in porfeet WP in no rP « I>0 nsThle Dromgoole at her cottage ('the iellow
’-'•"O’- ' FANNIE M. IZLAR. Hammer's Nest) at Estil Springs 70
miles from Nashville. There will be a
MY OLD HOME WRECKED BY A barbecue, banquet under th*» trees and a w j lore ^real'ure^had^ been" kneel in sr* Southern hospitality is firmly establisn- {within me one day in spring, when
MY OLD HOME WRECKED BY A , t ry dance. Among th,- guests will be Thev fled from ?he valttx' mutPrinTwItli ^ in the forefront of American social walked through a deep, secluded wood-
C YU LONE. isome men friends of Miss Dromgoole, , white Hns “The curse o? len«Tsv" science. land, where mountain plums, covered
When The Sunny South arrives at our | notable in railroad and newspaper circles. : shortly the sun sank A solitary V" 1 - ' May the womanly graces of her sweet with sweet, sunny blooms, bordered our
through the Household without having
somewhat the feeling of an intruder with
in Its sacred precincts.
Indeed, the entire Sunny South is doing
a marvelous work, the magnitude of
which cannot be easily over-estimated.
Without the least desire to appear seif-
peeking for my native land or sectional
ln feeling, I am forced to remain silent
Oi say emphatically that there are many
things of which the south feels justly
proud.
and as I passed through tin
playful little children caught my eye,
one of the image of the dark-eyed g'rl
1 had loved so well. 1 was hastening
to look onoe more upon her. T saw he-.
Those dark, soft eyes met mine; the
'same welcome smile lit up her face, and
and—the same sweet lips mot mine is
on that May morning in 1894 on the
northbound train. She is my darling
wife. BROWN HEAD.
A BACHELOR’S “DUGOUT.”
Yes, Italy, yon are right. True hap
piness comes from within. Unless the
soul is pure, serene and loving, neither
art, music nor nature's beauties can
bring enjoyment. When all is right
within, we can walk among W'Vids and
fields with a strange, secret jov—a thrill
ing sense that wo are walking with God
among the flowers and trees He has
made.
Such a feeling was sweet and strong
ne dav in spring, when 1
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pleasant home here ln Indian Territory, [ in many respects the Tennessee Worn
it ls a. signal to suspend work for awhile, ! an’s Press Club Is more progressive and
I eannot resist the temptation to hear prosperous than any simitar organization
what the Household people are saying, with which I am acquainted. Nowhere
Sometimes the head of the family comes ' have I listened to such fine, thoughtful,
home from work before I have la.ld the ; practical papers as were read at this
paper aside to cook. Don't frown. Cousin meeting. All the members are engaged in
Reddy: it Is only when The Sunny South | real literary work, although a number of
comes, and I get so absorbed in the en- ' them are prominent in society. Several
tertalnlng letters—yours among the rest— of the members are the wives of edi-
that I forget culinaiy things, until a tors and associated with these ln edi-
masctiline voice, exclaiming: "Old worn- torlal work. Much Inspiration has been
an. I'm awfully hungry," brings me to given the club by the 'president, Eliza-
the earth again and to the kitchen. beth Fry Page, a woman of fine intel-
Not long ago I spent a pleasant, rest- ; )ect and practical executive ability. The
ful Sunday afternoon in roaming and lln- (next meeting of the club will be at Gulf
gerlng about the place where stood my Port, Miss'., that place whose beauties
childhood's home, swept away several have been so enthusiastically set forth
years ago by a cyclone. While the chil- j by our Tessa Roddey.
dren gathered flowers and listened to the I will finish my chat In St. Louis, but
bird songs, I wandered about finding old ^before I lay down the pencil this morn
ing to dress for our last dinner at beau
tly the sun sank. A solitary vul- i ‘ , wnn sweel ’
lighted upon the top tpost branch of , daughters, and the spontaneous gallantry path. ......
■ad pine and croaked harshly. The o» her noble sons be fostered by all lovers The grass was overtopped by br .ban
» of the centuries settled nnnn the °f truth and beauty. These handed down flowers—many of them the kind that ar (
t u re a
the dead
silence of the centuries settled upon the
valley ns night rushed down from the
mountains.
"BACHELOR FARMER.
FROM BEN KNIGHT.
Dear Friends: I have been reading
and enjoying all your letters, away off
here so far from my native home. I
must tell you that I have moved again.
I left Chapel Hill on the 5th of June.
So far. I like the change very much.
It is bright, busy and lively here in
this flourishing Texas city. I still hope
I may be able to take the electric treat
ment. which I have longed for during
two years, but my means will not per
mit it unless Providence sends a little
help. My effort to get tobacco tags ha:
to posterity wfll/form a noble heritage prized in florists’ gardens in th
for future generations. i gorgeous Indian blankets, large daisies,
This, to me is the one hope for us in j coreopsis, bl ight colored phlox and orim-
H ITCH TO THE STAR.
Ever since “most fore 1 can member,”
as the little fellow said. I have regarded
The Sunny South with generous artcc-
tion. and often when listening to the
: interesting talks of the Householders I
have wished to have a say; hut each side
stenied so well represented that 1 Just
looked wise and said nothing.
Now, however, while most of you are
putting your heads together, anent the
- proposed reunion at St. Louis. 1 will slip
into a seat by our young theologian and
astound huri with my knowledge ol
psychic things.
I But no. | will frankly admit a limited
range of view mto the region ot tne
mystical, hut the subject interests me
, greatly, and 1 have spent not a tew
hours of exquisite pleasure in psychic
thought and study.
“Hitch your wagon to a star and pull
i to it.” seems to express \Y. K. Chapman's
(lofty views. I shake hands with you
there, Mr. Chapman. Most earnestly do I
: believe that it is better to set a high
(standard even when we fall to attain it
fully, than to aim low—and reach the
I mark.
! Sometimes, when the sordid things of
: life obscure the star-ideal, when the
( wagon wheels of high endeavor are
(clogged by earthly mire, then the doubt
arises whether these aspirings are worth
while: but the soul's very desire to reach
up tells us that they are worth while.
Oh. Reddy—Cousin Reddy—let me tell
you my dream:
I dreamed last night in the midst of my
slumbers
That I was quite busy in slicing cucum
bers ;
Various ingredients I thought to employ
In preparing a feast for an epicure hoy.
Soups, of course, should be hot—steaming
hot—to be nice.
, r ° But mine kept insisting on turning to ire.
oasi— ; j distinctly saw it gave me ih» blue-
When my pink gravy turned into brown
charlotte russe.
St a.03 !wiy» the name etyte with th e brook where the mint beils perfumed | woman who took me
16 F^r a, ^*othe air. was the old spring and the bank (me of an interesting
andf 0rr fine clay out of which we children had. Wh\, I said,
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familiar places. _ -
There, by a storm-uprooted oak that tiful Monterey I must tell you of a pleas- j »o far bem a failure. Can any of you
was o.ie of my playhouses. Farther on, up ant little coincidence. A beautiful young 1 friends send me tags or curios—bright
the brook, where the mint beds perfumed , woman who took me to drive was telling j colored stones, rare coins, old stamps (not
>— 1 *t— 1- i— -<■ __ * — * *«— experience she had the present Issue of 1 and 2 cents). I
would be so glad to earn a few dollars.
I am stopping at present with a broth
er, who is a carpenter, and works hard in
th, p hot sun. His wife is a delicate, sick
ly little woman, but kind and tender
hearted. It seems Strange that all our
family and connections have such deli
cate health.
I send my photograph and hop P my
this incident is very
made toy horses and cows. Just beyond (similar to one described by a writer for
I was our grape vine swing. It was just our Household.”
las It was when we swung in it in the gay. “Yes." she answered, laughing and
!eare-fiFe long ago. As I looked at it 1 - coloring, “I wrote it for the Household.”
semed to see the, flaxen head of my sister I She was Clara Cox Esperance* She is
nop up on the other side, after she had very lovely, ns you will see when her
! tumbled out of the swing. ; promised picture is published. She says
Below the spring there is a small prairie that she herself will tell you about our
our survival of the now-present "com
mercial age,” and the one who makes
contrition to further this cause will not
have labored In vain.
As this Is my first call, I shall now
make my exit. Should I meet with favor,
I shall seek to gain entrance again.
THE KID.
son hollyhocks. Save on the high, bar- Fme coffee, and tea, I was sure I coulfl
ren bills of this far western land Xa
ture never wastes an inch of space, but
embroiders her green carpet thickely
with flowers.
In this secluded soot we presently
make.
But, alas! those proved also a rtisn-
water fake.
; “Now. what shall I do?” I helplessly
mused.
WITH THE BEST ALWAYS
Please allow this intrusion, if intrusion | lost in a wilderness of wild growth,
it be. I am not a resident of the dear j The furniture (such ns it was) had been
old south. No snowy cotton fields greet ' left ln it. There was a bedstead stand-
my eye: no moss-hung live oaks, waving ; ing halfway in water, and a chair was
palms, bays and magnolia trees reflect floating
came upon a mound of clay. I peeped cousin Reddy will think he ls greativ
through the logs and saw that it was ; misused.
the ruins of a “dugout” dwelling. This oh, a cook book! Ah now my work
underground home, once tenanted hy a won’t he vein,
fellow-man, looked forlorn enough here. And so T’H begin and try over a~aln
the water near the fire-
the morning sunlight and shelter the
singing mocking birds and bright-winged
orioles. But it has been my fortune to
revel in the joys and beauties of the
southland, and 1 have preserved fragrant
memories of the fair land. But my home
is in Missouri, where are fields of waving
grain and herds of grazing cattle. I am
a farmer boy (or man. if you like). 25
years old. The only occupants of our
home- are mother and I. Yes, it’s lonely.
But there’s The Sunny South and other
place, in the corner where its owner When T suddenl
had been wont to sit,. a dream.
Whore was he now? Where was the .
If I fail, with the aid of this oracle
hook.
I ll never, oh. never! again try to cook.”
Then I fiercely began to whin Innocent
cream,
woke, and twas ortln
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I felt the sweet Sabbath stillness of the you that I am in busy, brilliant St. Louis. I Oh. how I miss -the letters of my dear
old daws steal over me—days when I and it is the eve of our national glorifl- (press friends!
would wander to some spot of shade nnd cation day. Sunday though It is. crackers 1 It is a great pleasure to me to see the
cool .em.enneas and dream of the fu- and grenades are exploding in every dl- pictures of the Householders In the pa-
ture—dreams that were never realized rection. string hands are trying to make per-my shut In friends particularly. I
Almost I wished to be again a child. ; themselves neard above the din and as ; am so anxious to know about Tom Lock-
soon as if grows a little lata? the sky hart’s book. I know it will be interest-
To roam the woods and pastures green will be filled with Are balloons nnd the Ing. I wish I could write the story of
And learn in Nature’s school, many colored glories of fireworks. To- my life, as he has done in his first book.
And hv the streamlet’s silvery sheen 'morrow will be a perfect carnival on the ‘
Rest ln the evening cool. fair grounds We are going early, as I
i am staying in sight of the grounds, and
Gathering a handful of mint, 1 turned : v/e will stay all day—if we survive. Yes-
homeward stopping on the way at the terday was Florida day and I looked with
old churchyard to kneel reverently for a jail my eyes for some of our dear Florida
moment beside the trunk of a giant oak (members, hut In vain I hope I may
", ,bink of the dear white-haired father ; meet some of our band tomorrow, though
who wish*® to be buried under Its spread- how shall 1 know you? Wo ought really
^g branches. Alas! he sleeps afar In a itch* y 6 , a hadge-a sample ono^ would^cost
but my mind seems all broken up lately.
T don’t know when T shall return to North
Carolina; before very long. I think, un
less I can be able to take the electric
treatment here. Don’t forget me. dear
friends. W’flte to me and prav for vour
afflicted friend, BEN C. KNIGHT.
2612 Nance street. Houston. Tex.
Cannot you not get tlie Houston phy
sician to give you free treatment? If he
benefits you. you can tell the 100.000
readers of this paper (many of them Tex
ans) about It. and the account will be
one of the best advertlsments.
M E. B.
WHAT THE SOUTH SHOULD BE
PROUD OF.
T.ong have I resisted the spirit, but "7
vleld to It now.”
ithe Texas child wonder, little Gertrude j For some time I have felt myself
I Consuelo Bates, and her violin teacher, I standing at the foot of a long line of
lonely churchyard in Oklahoma. ( V6r ^’ ’“tl 6 - 1 like the badge of the Ten-
'sr°iXi ■„!a -rtrsrtnxrs
x"ir""'”*"■ **■*^™'*
gardening than ns-nlaifte^weeds for ! Dallas, Tex., is “doing herself proud”
Householders, who transplanted weeds for )n (he musJpa] „ ne At a rPcep tion
cabbages, somethin* !n thp Lone Star state pavilion last night
Another time I will tell y° u (the Hesperian Chora! Club, of Dallas,
about the . a . p (composed of 100 female voices, appeared
territory. With best wishes, a ^(in several numbers. In the orchestra was
Indian Territory, . .
strength, friends and a competency, and
tlie various pleasures which make life
worth the living, without making men
tion of the innumerable opportunities we ;
have to accomplish good in tin's world
Of all our opportunities there is none -
so neglected as tlie .opportunity to im
prove the mind and develop the latent
powers. In my various travels T have !
found, I regret to say. that we are nil
inclined to be Incredulous and conceited.
Yes, T know you would don.'y It; we all
do. But it is true. Now. listen. I am
speaking from tlie standpoint of the la
boring class. The farmer and the wane
earner, who (T think you will agree with
me), as a class, live 1n a iimitPd'spliare.
You ask why? Tt is this: We have not
the facilities of the opulent. As a class,
wc heven’t the opportunities to have
the college or university suffix to our
names. But here is the vital po'nt. n>
are prone to be envious. To illustrate,
say we are living in a section which, hv
a decree of fate, is a poor part of the
cci'ntry.
Wc struggle hard to put the wolf to
flight. Mr. Jones moves Into our neigh
borhood. Mr. Jones ls a weaRbv m^i,
and he lias reeled bis children in luxury.
They are Intelligent, well Informed and
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