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SIXTH TAGS
THE SUNNY SOUTHi
APRIL 29, 1905.
In Woman's Realm of
by Mrs Mary E Bryar
and Home
Talks on Timely Topics
PUNE
OTHER
RACES.
AMONG THE INCAS—
ANCIENT AMERICAN
CSacond paper.)
_1[E military regulations or
Peru's paternal, model gov
ernment were as peculiar
and effective as its ?ivil
The Incas believed in
Tieace and conciliation, but
they believed also in ex
tending their dominion and
;heir religion. They first
made peaceful overtures to
other nations in order to
gain their alliance; if these
failed, they then resorted
to arms. It was easy to raise an army
of over 200,000 men, because every man
was already a soldier owing to the thor
ough drill and military instruction he hid
received.
In every stage of the war, the Inca,
who was also the head of the army, v. as
open to propositions of peace; and
i hough he sometimes sought to distress
the enemy by famine, he allowed his
troops to commit no unnecessary tres
pass. "We must spare our enemies,’’ a
Peruvian prince is quoted by Prescott as
saying, "or it will be our loss, since they
and all that belong to them will soon be
ours." Prescott adds; "They were eco
nomical of life among their own troops
as among the enemy
protracted, or
they tod keaiv
reinforcements,
the year before married an English girl,
Mary McDonald. The two had first met
at a picnic given on Kudyard lake, in
Staffordshire, and in commemoration of
this first meeting they named their boy
RtnwL
Beth asks: “What bird is meant by
Shakespeare in the lines I came across
today in reading ’Cymbelinc':
With the Household
All Communications to This Department Should Be Addressed to MRS. MARY E. BRYAN. Cl arks ton, 6a. Inquiries and
Letters Requiring Answers by Mail Must Ba Accompanied by Postage.
Chat With Householders
When a war was
n ai! unhealthy country. |
to relieve their men by
allowing the rarller re-
" ‘If she be furnished with a mind so rare
She Is alone, the Arabian bird.’
“By the way. why is there not more
said about the heroine of Cymbellne— Im- i
ogene? I have never seen any reference
to her in literature?" By the "Arabian
bird" is meant the phoenix, which was
fabled to live 500 years, then build it
self a nest of spices and burn itself
slowly to ashes, while it sang a song of
marvelous melody. By likening Imogen
to this mircaulous bird. Shakespeare
meant that she was a marvel, a paragon
among women. Imogen has been occa
sionally praised by writers, but not as
much as she deserves. Mrs. Browning
calls her "our sweetest kin on art’s side."
Wanderer asks; “Why is England called
John Bull? I think I know why our
country Is cnlled Brother Johnathan. It
was because Washington always consult
ed Mr. Johnathan Trumbull, whom he
called ‘Brother Johnathan.’ ” England
is called John Bull from Dr. John Bull,
who composed the national air, "tied
Save the King.’’ both words and music,
at the time of the discovery of the fa
mous "gunpowder plot" to blow up tiie
king and the parliament. The original
manuscript is still to be seen in the
Antwerp cathedral, where Dr. Bull was
for a long time organist.
Antique asks: “Can you tell me who
originated the sentence so often quoted.
•God made the country and man made the
town." " It occurs in Cowper’s long poem,
“The Task."
Mrs. Wallace Reed, of Atlanta,
to know who wrote a. poem
“Doubts.” beginning;
ASTER was made sweeter
to me by many kind mes
sages from my dear fam
ily-lovely Easter cards,
flowers and other tokens
pf remembrance. June
Rose sent a little box of
pink roses, and nestling
among them a napkin ring
made of the beautiful pink
and white mottled shells of
Florida cunningly linked
together by neeedle work.
Mattie Howard sent some
beautiful designs for Easter cards, deco
rated with violets and pansies, with ap
propriate verses, one of these being Mar
garet Richard’s exquisite poem "Trans
planted," referring to the trailing Ar
butus, about which our "Postmistress”
tells us today in her letter concerning
wild flowers.
Dear Margaret: The intuitions of her
friends were true. She has been very,
very 111—and is still quite sick, so her
mother has written mo. She has over
worked herself. lam sure. There never
was so much energy and spirit In a
frail little body. She has lately finished
an elaborate work that would have taxed
the vitality of a robust person. Her
friends love every thing she writes; they
love her even better than her work, and
j entreat her to care more for her bodily
j well being.
I Will some of our printer and publisher
' friends answer this question for Vernee
I c. Green, of Fortson. Ga. ? She asks
| 'that her query he answered through The
wishes Sunny South. She Is about to publish a
kindred spirits. “We wrestle not against
flesh and blood.” Responsibility lies no
more on one man than on another.
Mother Eve, who shielded the man and
accused Satan only followed her nor
mal instinct, while Adam, listening to
the prompting of an evil influence, shift
ed the responsibility upon the woman,
accusing her. This spirit pervades human
beings. It is anti-Christian, unjust and
l*er world. There her ambition strives
for empire. There her avarice seeks for
treasures. This is her fortress, and if
captured, sacked and abandoned, she is
indeed desolate.
Shakespeare to the contrary, there is
such a thing as a broken heart. To a
woman of deep and delicate nature a
disappointment In love is a terrible blow—
all the more blighting because she con-
OUTINGS
The wonderful popularly of the beautiful Kimono Outing, ha. tod
other manufacturers to attempt to Imitate their weave, and pattern,
and .ome dealers may attempt to palm off Inferior fabric, when you
f call for KIMONO OUT/NOS. It Is to your Interest to aoi tha
? the KIMONO ticket Is on each piece from which you bay-
KIMONO OUTINGS ARE THE STANDARD OF THE WORLD
Their usual retail price Is ten cents a yard. If your dealer canao
supply you, please send us his name.
'EAGLE & PHENIX MILLS, Columbus, Ga.
Largest Cotton and Woolen Mill* In the South.
unkind. It pleases Satan and grieves i cea * s her Injury as the dove folds its
the spirit of love. “Man’s inhumanity I wll >gs closely to hide a. wound. L,lI<;
to man makes thousands mourn.” When al > z <‘ st f » r her; she shuns eheer-
i r.., -_j neglects exercise and
•ailed
when you
emits t.o return home.”
Over a conquered country, the Inert
exercised a wise and beneficent policy
They mdae no greater changes in the j
newly acquired territory than was neces
sary. 'Every respect—compatible with
their own institutions—was shown to the
ancient usages and laws of the van
quished land. They invited heads of fam
ilies to the capital where these might
become familiar with the customs and
laws of their new allies. The armed
garrison, left in the conquered countries,
were particularly enjoined lo he kind and'
conciliatory
Teachers were provided in all the towns
and villages to instruct all—even the hum
blest in the universal language—the
QuicThua—the richest and most compre
hensive of the South American dialects,
which the Incas had invented in order
to avoia a. confusion of tongues in their Miss Addle Stephens, of Jennings, Flor.
states. i a * a ’ as Ks: "Whence comes the expres-
Rcading of the methods and policy of jsion: ‘Go to Halifax?’ or ‘I wish you were
tins remarkable government, it is hard l ln Halifax?' ” Probably because the
to realize that it is that of a so-called j laws in Halifax in former times wers
barharrous people existing half a dozen > terribly severe. Slight offences were pun-
centuries ago Yet it was a scheme that j ished by hanging. Stealing of a few
has been carried out for nearly three een- j pence brought the offender to the gibbet,
tune's, when the peculiar civilization it j Taylor, the "water poet," wrote;
—' —« A. Jt n V, f O r>'l I c B I
“At Halifax so hard the law doth deal
"Somehow, I'm gladd
here.
And sadder when you are gone;
Tlie hours seem shorter when you're here.
And long wiien you leave me alone."
Cannot some of you who have scrap
books tell Mrs. Reed and supply the other
verses ?
Mrs. Annie Handifer, of Midland. Texas,
asks: “Is there any noun beside hero
that forms its feminine by adding inc?”
I can find only one—margrave, a German
■title—the feminine of which is margravine.
Some of the modern slang or manufac
tured words form their plurals in that
way—as dude, dudine.
fiad fostered went down before Spanish
Cunning. Spanish courage and Spanish
firearms. The remains of some of the
massive aqueducts, store houses and tem
ples of the Incas are the only memorials
left of what even the unsympathetic
Spaniards acknowledged to he in many
respects n. model government.
The Aztecs are Tezcucans who inhab
it feS Mexico at the time of Cortez's in
vasion, were people similar to the Peru
vians In Intelligence and refinement.
Also the prehistoric peoples of Central
America and Yucatan. who have trans
mitted their characteristics in the still
extsl'ig "laya race—which is said by.
latter day travelers, to be the handsom
est and best formed people on the Amer
ican conTVnent.
That a race superior to and dating far
ther back Than even the mound build
ers once inTTaffited this southern country
is being proved by the remains found be
neath the earth in Tennessee and other
states. The mound builders, whose skele
tons are found in excavating for mica in
the Tennessee mountains, were a small
race, averaging 5 feet 2 inches. They
are called "'the little old folks” by the
mountain people. But Mr. McElwee,
writing about the discoveries in Roane
counts', Tennessee, tells of finding a
skeleton of goodly size encased in a pot
tery casket; also a finely carved statuette
which the -sculptor had clothed in w'0' - eu
garments and with hat and sandals. The
garments were a jacket and trousers—the
upper pari loose, ifie lower laced from
tfle knee to the ankle. "A stone fort
and numerous other fortifications along
the river."’ says Mr. McElwee, “show
that there were wars between this supe
rior race and the mound builders.” Traces
of the same people have been found in
FlbrTHa. vVhen a child, I found in a
vv?iu, secluded spot near the Ckklockonec
river a beautifully shaped vase of fine pot
tery ornamented on the sides. It was
said to be very valuable, but one day
wilTe the family were away, a man who
was pointing the house, thinking to
please us. gave a. thiTk coat of rod paint
to my precious find, covering the faint
ornamental car\C(Tg and spoiling the reli?.
M. E. B.
ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.
Melvin T. says; "Rudyard Kipling is
my favorite author. J have never read
anything about him personally. Was he
born in England or in Scotland Was
Rudyard his mother's family name? I
suppose it was, as it Is a very unusual
name.” Kipling was born in Bombay,
That whosoever 12 pence may steal,
They have a gyn, that wondrous quick
and well
Will send him headless into heaven or
hell.”
M. E. B.
LOVE’S LIKENESS.
What is the love of a woman like—
Is it like to a torrent, wild?
Is it like to the glow of the noonday
sun.
Or the trust of a little child?
What is the love of a woman like—
Is it like to the .swelling gale?
Is It like to the ocean, vast and deep.
Or is it the moonlight, pale?
What is the love of a woman like—
Is it like to a perfume, rare?
Is it like to the north wind, cold and
drear.
Is it like to the tropic air?
What is the love of a woman like—
Is it like unto heav’n or hell?
Is it like to the scum on the stagnant
pool,
Or the drops in the deep-dug well?
What is the love of a woman like—
It is like to an unknown shore;
It is like unto this, it is like to that,
It is like to them all, and more.
F. L. ORTON.
, .7 ..breathes there ! on and got a splinter in her finger abo
around is in an ecstacy. Brt at _s ^ j on big as a hair . I thought she'd tail
problem of living happily and of settling
much and many things, seemingly in
tricate in life, will begin to be made
plain.
As the angels draw near to whisper en
couragement, evil Influences become
more subtle. Strange voices are min
gled with the sweet music of the soul,
and we begin to accuse somebody, to
see in some near and dear one, it may
be. around our own fireside, the cause
of inharmony, where the invisible evil
spirit is the direct cause, for all inhar
monious lnfluenoes, through no matter
what channel they come, ore of the
anti-Christ spirit, and do not originate I
in the human brain.
When we look into the face of some j
criminal or outcast and see there the
repulsive marks of sin and degredation,
let us look beyond this sad spectacle
of a iKiund and evil possessed soul, and
remember this is In brother man or
sister woman, who, through weakness,
has fallen victims (o the evil spirits ever
seeking to drag God’s human children
down to their own level. Such “brands"
as these should be plucked from the
burning. Few of us indeed are willing
to bo led up to the spiritual heights
where they are fitted to become help
ers and savers of their kind. It is pos
sible for some providential interposition
to deliver individuals as well as na
tions. but. such deliverance may be
brought about by just you and I doing
our duty in little things of the spirit.
MILLER HAND.
slowly but surely and when death comes
it is because of the wound to her faith
and her affection. She dies of a broken
heart. 1 have seen a number of in
stances of women through solf-neglect
and melancholy—gradually fading from
existence as a flower whose stem has
been broken. The story of one of these
has lately been told my.. The circum
stances are well known In this city.
When I come again 1 will tell you
something- about my environment. Now.
with loving wishes for all. particularly
our dear shut-ins, I sign myself
FAITHFUL FT DO.
Valdosta, Ga.
little paper for the benefit of young wi'it-
Prs _l2 by 10 Inches In size, and con-
j taining four pages. A publisher has of-
are | fet ed to print a paper 9 by 6 inches for
j £2.50 a month—to be increased should
hicr subscription exceed a 1,000. “Is this
a fair charge?*’ she asks. I should think
it was quite reasonable, but there are
those more knowing in such masters.
Site will no doubt hear from one of these.
No one who has not tried the publishing
business can realize how expensive it is.
Our editor has just told me that the
paper bill of The Sunny South last year |
was £35,000, and that it will he at least ,
$10,000 more this year.
Miss Jessie Powell, of iMhloney, Tenn., ;
would like to hear at once from any of j
the Household readers who have drawn j
work for sale. Mrs. A. B. Ba 1 it ha ^ ^jy friend is he who borrows
beautiful exhibition oi art em > • ' j From out the future’s store
other work at the bazaar held by ladles g om() j 0 y f 0 soothe my sorrows
representing the Y. M. C. A. annex in [ And bids me hope once more.
Atlanta. She sent a notice of it. with | Not he whose speeches "Wound me,
directions to her Household friends and
patrons to send her their work for exhi
bition, but it reached us too late
said In the notice that Immediately after
the bazaar she would report to her
patrons, and would express to them all
unsold pieces that had been sent her.
Mr. James Bonner of Viola, Tenn.,
illustrator and writer of verse, has lately-
sent me a unique hand-illustrated pam
phlet concerning his fine collection of
fresh flower and vegetable seed. Since
the cold snap has killed so many flower
and kitchen gardens this is -an oppor-
tunity to get fresh seed.
MY FRIEND.
Mv friend is he who praises
When praise is what T crave.
Nor keeps his flowery phrases
To speak above my grave;
Who knows mo frail and human—
A mortal Horn of woman;—
Yet loves me in the knowing—
And loving, seeks to save.
My friend is he who knows me.
As I would fain be known;
And humors me and shows me.
As I would fain be shown;
Not he who weighs and judges.
And hesitates and grudes.
To give me his approval,
Or nnike my- cause his own!
Embitter, confound mu
With thoughts of all that faded
She ! Beyond oblivion’s door.
My friend is he who lingers.
When all the daylight dies
To close with friendly fingers
My dull, unseeing eyes;
Who drops a tear upon me.
Who asks God’s mery on me
And dreams that he shall meet me
When all the dead arise.
H. HUNT WILSON.
MASQUERADING AS LOVE—TO
WANDERER.
"To have loved her was a liberal edu-
a man with soul so dead, who never
himself hath
tiful Is a morning in spring?
^d.“How” gloriously beau- i a lit. I had to give up my good bed
would^h^ indoors this Sunday morning? mattress. And then when
Who | her and sleep all winter on a hard si.ucj
- - ’ when she weri
of her be
hut it i,-v|
scrub postoaks and blackjacks .ire pen I , l/n^nin’ was such a picnic
dant with tasselated blooms. Bunches of School kcepm was such a qicMc
full-leafed hawthorn boast their precocity her that the school JH 1 bo y 3 ,jll
among the shrubs. How lazily delightful pupils to.ten. They*said boys w |
it is to watch a pair of red birds daintily l “-skin the cat on the joists In the scho
RONDEL.
t’fo my brother friend. F. L. Orton, New
York City.)
God bless ' you, friend, wherever
may go.
In sunny ways, or where the storm- [ sees the world again puttin
among the shrubs. How lazily delightful j
dancing in love”ban ter among the tangled j room set up there and call up mourn
•bamboo vines. Listen! Is that a mocking j ers in time of books,
bird in the hidden underbrush? The pcs- .
'tiferous English sparrow has run him j
away from Jhe Lawn. The clouds are;
parting, and the sun bobs up and down- j
on this side and on that—to peep through |
the meshes.
Well, well, in the spring a'young man's
fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love •
you | and I reckon an old man may be senti- j
mental, too, in the springtime, when he
on the gar-
Well, she was a girl. By the time slttj
is an old maid she’ll do better. Ohl
these girls!
ALABAMA HILL BILLY. I
A FATAL WEDDING.
CA True Story.)
It was our cousin Millie's wedding, rt’al
had another cousin, Phillip Gray. but|
he was not related to Millie. She Is our|
mother's niece, while Lie was our father'sI
nenhew.
Phil and Millie were sweethearts vr .1
young city fellow came to teach in|
I tree ',' f h T llea ?u '* ll i < M, IiVe :U V! i,1? ' and they were at once attracted to ■ hgf
hear a. dote flora the hilltop calling to other. in a litale while they were .-n-B
- its mate. \onder is mine m the orchard | Ra df and thf . wedding was to
prying into the fruit prospect. 1 will > pi ac . e earlv in December. After w.-ksB
clouds send I ments of youth. Though the head ue
Their fury; in June-time or in the snow— j white, it is well that the heart may be
God bless you. friend | kept green with a youth and beauty that | d ,Strict for hcaIth an(1 ,
„ . , i ls eternal. Shall the mind-life die and;..,,,
And through the years your feet shall i »■,. ... .; . —. .... = --« ■ ' B >n. He met ioyelj and lo\..
slowly wend,
I pray that only love's sweet rose mu
blow. | pi ymsf iiuo cae j run prospect. i win T ,i
And every happiness of life attend. j join her. SENEX. j f , latx)rat
Be for my heart the heritage of woe. i PP APTTPTWC "PrYP rpTr-r. **gtttt a r Bed. M>
That you may have all joys to gently I PRACTICING FOR THE SULLA-
blend, BRATION.’’
For all my life my prayer shall be. you ! The night was warm and beautiful. A
know, ; party of us were taking a walk in the
God bless vou, friend. lovely moonlight. Presently, the sound of t toc in Phil’s presence: “Luther. I a • i ■
wiLL WARD MITCHELL. singing came to us and Bey said: "it | like for you to be a groomsman. • I
is the negroes practicing for their 'Sulla- ; Land one of her sauciest smiles cre-m-dj
WITHOUT THAT PROP, MARRIED ' bration,’ as they call it. Let's go nearer | a pair of dimples) you are so t ii: : j ]
tt a DcmrQc ttth/trttc: and listen to the singing. Some of them awkward you would spoil the gr . ii j
HAFPINLbb XU flu KI.iF.H- I have reajiv fine voices." effect, don't yon know? And—well, j rar
Friends, will you admit a backwoods j 'pf, c j j 11 te church was hut a short dis- ! hands always remind me of two «■-!!
sister, who knows and loves every nook j ; ;ul c ( . away. As we walked towards it, vve
ot your Sunny Household, though she | could but admire the perfect accord of He
has never crossed its threshold? ' It's voices that rose and fell all together in
no fault of mine that 1 am a stranger I waves of harmony. We looked through
to you, I assure you. I have tried my i the open window and saw the company
prettiest to gain admittance, but the j of singers male and female of ail
mater couldn’t find room for me. Yes, ! ages, grouped about in the flickering light
of course, she recognized the value of j of an oil lamp, the young folks clustered
I my entertaining and instructive epistle, about a bench on which stood the short
I and longed to give the public the benefit j holder of the lamp. The complacent look-
I of it. Circumstances over which she j ing pastor at one side beamed approval,
had no control alone prevented her from j As a verse of “Pass Under the Rod"
doing so. Perhaps a similar fate awaits ended, someone passed a bowl of salt and
these lucubrations, but—here goes. leach of the singers took a pinch to clear
Dixie Flyer, I hope you will contribute their voices. Then the singing recommenc-
those promised dots as you fly across the |oi. The stumpy brother who held Lite lamp
p preparation, the day
sister Cora played the wed
ding march, Alma and Eima sang "F
ful Until Death,” and Della baked -h«
! bride’s cake and was also maid of h • r.
1 took no part. Millie teasingly said
short
walked towards it, we ! cured sides of bacon suspended
had stop)
j and as we b
j side to side.
! went on—th
Several song writers ask where their
songs may be set to music. Suppose you
write to Mrs. Emma Van Duesen— our
cation.' said one of the courtly writers
of tlie 'Addison period. It is true that
the' most book-learned man is ignorant
until iie has loved. Love is a great men
"Sunbeam" of the Household, who lives i tal and moral teacher. Of course. I am
at Onandaga Valley, N. Y. She can ir« j speaking, ol' true love. Pity, friendship
“REGRETS” PREFERRED.
Coming into my office a few- morn
ings ago T saw- a rather odd looking
envelope on tlie desk. It w-as addressed
"To Littie Missy, care of Marse B."
I opened the envelope and found that
i was invited to attend a celebration.
It was signed by one of the mill hands
and bis wife, two old colored people.
At first I w-as inclined to be indignant;
then glancing at the desk near me, I
found that my neighbor had also re
ceived a similar invitation, so I waited
results. He came in, picked up his invi
tation and glanced at me. I held up my
envelope and he concluded that it was an
April fool, rather belated, it is true.
Later on in tlie day, the old negro
whose name was signed to the invita
tions, loitered near my office, at length
I asked what he wanted. He came in,
looking much abashed, and stood finger
ing Ills cap. "Missle, 1 jest wanted to
know if you and Marse B. got de invita
tions to our sullibration.”
"Why, yes. but Bret you surely knew
we were not going to attend.”
■ n, indeed. Missle, I aint spected that
narry time. You see me an’ my ole
lady know-s er heap uv nice white folks,
an’ wo thought we’d send 'em invita-
India, where his father—an English! tions, an' dey send der r'grets an' dat
artist—had been sent to direct the art
schools of the Madras presidency in
India. Rudyard was the first child born
to the. young couple, John Kipling having
A WIFE’S MESSAGE
Cured her Husband of
Drinking:
Write Her Today and She Will
Gladly Tell You How She Did It
My hnsbsnd w-a« a hard drinker for over *0
years and had tried in every way to stop but
~ could not do so. I at last
cured him by a simple
home remedy which any
one can give secretly. I
want every one who has
drunkenness In their
homes to know of this and
if they are s ncere in their
desire to cure this disease
and will write to me, I will
tell them just what the
remedy is. My address i«
Mrs. Margaret Anderson.
Box 418. Hillburn. N. V.
I am sincere in this offer,
I have sent this valuable
information to thousands
_ and will gladly send it to
yon if you will but write me today. As I have
nothing whatever to sell. I want no money.
would help us out mightly wid de suller-
bration.”
“Why, what kind of regrets did you
expect?”
“Just anything Missle. Quarters er
dimes, or a cake, or ,a chick'n. or some
candy. Niggers aint to be trusted to
help out by bringing cakes, .pies, candy
an’ slch like, so we jest has to pend on
de white folks considerable. Ef you an’
Marse B.’Il Jest send in your grets, dats
what we specks of you, an’ we'll be
mighty thankful.”
I understood at last. We were appealed
to in that novel fashion to help out our
old colored friend In Ills “sullibration."
So we each gave old Bret our substantial
"regrets” and received an elaborate
speech of thanks in return, and then he
shuffled off to collect the rest of his
regrets.
you about music publishers, since they
freequently send .her the music of songs
for which they wish her to write words.
Smart little woman in our Sunbeam—semi-
invalid though she is.
Many, many messages must be left un
said for want of room, and I must say
goodbye at once. M. E. B.
DEVILS AND SPIRITS OF EVILS.
We live in an age of wonderful devel
opment. Reason and research have..t</iG-
ed to confirm tiie instinctive belief of
the untutored minds of old that we are
surrounded by powerful unseen Influ
ences. “Try the spirits,” says the Scrip
tures. and they are now being' studied
and "tried.” It is being discerned that
we mortals are channels through which
these Invisible influences work. They
are both good and evil, and they con
stantly oppose eacli other. In their na
tures I beliece that some partake of tlie
male characteristics and some of tlie
female. I heard a man say that during
a delirium brought on by a drunken de
bauch lie saw many horrible demons with
vampire wings, but tlie most hideous
and cruel was one, whicti an inferior
imp pointed out to him as Satan s
wife.” There is nb doubt one chief devil
who may have a female companion to
supplement his wicked genius, but it is
probable there are minor demons which
sometimes enter in human beings at
some unguarded point. Such "devils"
as Christ "cast out.”
Without doubt there exist two antag
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tlie other the anti-Christ. The two are
ever at war with each oilier. One seeks
to give light and liberty to man, the
other endeavors to thwart and hinder
as lnog as possible tlie consummation
which is rapidly accruing to the human
race. One of tlie most subtle and dead
ly of the enemy's devices is to blind
men and make them believe that evil
originates in the human family, when
the primal cause is the devil and ills
MISPAH.
Nashville, Tenn.
A SIGH.
What can ease my heart's lonely aching, j
Ah me, I would I could know!
To do my life’s part I am striving.
But the world seems cold as the snow, j
Overhead the pine trees are sighing.
Like souls that have hoped all in vain;
Out yonder a wild bird- is crying.
And my heart, too, cries out in its
vain.
The earth is dressed for her bridal,
And smiles to her bridegroom, the sun,
But spring brings no reawakening.
To my heart whose blooming is done.
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and duty go through our fives mas
querading as love, but there is a great
difference between these and the strong
est emotion known to humanity. How
ever, love is not always a blessing. Cir
curncumstanees may turn it into a curse.
“How near to God Love’s path may
wend
Mortals can never tell;
But oh! take heed. Love. loo. may lead
Close to the fires of hell.”
There are men and women, too, who
find Jove more fascinating when it is
allied to danger. This may be sport to
men, but it means tragedy to women.
For "on Ijove’s field of Waterloo man.
is always the Wellington, woman the
Napoleon." This for Lomaclta's gar
land of Household opinions about love and
marriage. And these fines for Wan
derer:
A shadow of sadneas came o'er m to
night
As I glanced at your letter—a cloud of
regret—
And a thought of the many dear joys we
had
And that now, oh now, I must “try
to forget."
Could I but have foreseen at the time
long gone bv.
The first time I saw you, the night that
we met,
That the sweet turns bitter as years
hasten bj-
And I’d ned to say sadly: *T’U try to
forget.”
I will bury your faults and fongive a*
forgiven.
And you—the dead past will you some
time s regret?
I will pray too Our Father to shield you
and guide.
Though the ties that once bound us
I'll try to forget.
MURIEL.
ARE THERE ANY BROKEN HEARTS?
Ever since last December I have been
reading the Household letters with pleas
ure and profit. Particularly have 1 been
Interested in the sketches of country life,
and the discussion as tc love and mar
riage. A dear old country home was my
birthplace, and the memory of the fields,
the woods the spring, the sowing and
the harvesting Is sweet to me now.
As to the question of man’s capacity
for faithful loving, I disagree with Sin
cerity and coincide in a measure with
Mr. Orton. Love with man is a side*
issue, a byplay, a song piped in the early
morning, or as an interlude between
the acts in the stirring drama of busi
ness, pleasure or adventure. Ambition,
desire for success, for power or wealth
are the strongest emotions of his natuie.
He goes forth into the struggle and bus
tle of the world, seeking fame, weaitn
or power. If love comes to him it ls but
one among fife’s prizes. If he, is disap
pointed in love It hurts his pride, it
wounds his heart for a while, but in the
whirl of business or pleasure—the disap
pointment is soon lost sight of. the wound
is healed and forgotten. Then he is not
tied to one place; he may seek and find
relief in change.
It Is different with a woman. Her
life is comparatively fixed, secluded,
meditative. If unhappy in her love she
has few resources to aid her in putting
the sorrow out of her life! The heat l Is
ontinent. I am sure they will be inter
esting. Welcome—merry Isaac! No. in
deed. we have none of us forgotten our
jester. We were only wondering what
new mischief he was planning and carry
ing out. His poor "nia" and "pa" must
have as many ups and downs as the ele
vator man in a skyscraper office build
ing. with such a jack-in-the-box for a ., , .
son! Come often, Ike, we like you. You | abruptlj. and in tlie
1 have a. good heart and a sound head for
I all your jester’s bells,
j And how ls our tirilliant brother Orton,
j of New York, getting on with his dis
heartening theories about men and wom
en? T had a great mind to sharpen my
pencil and go for him in respect to his
statement that men did not love women,
even a little bit. What would become of
all the wives in the land if they allowed
Mr. F. L. Orton to knock from under
them the prop of married happiness? I
can assure our New York member that—
But la! I have no time to argufy. I
must go and cook tlie “greens” and
“corn pone"—that need to he promptly
forthcoming if T would retain the •"toler
ation” of that hubby of mine. I can
tell you that we of the “backwoods”
stick to our “greens" and our “orgins,"
notwithstanding Miss Desperation's ridi
cule With love to all. I am cordially
PRI5CILLA PITTS.
singing some time before,
oked the light wobbled from
He was asleep! The singing
lamp holder nodded bliss
fully, the lamp wobbled more and more.
Presently it hit one of tlie singers on the
head. He jumped and this knocked the
sleeper fror^Oie bench and both tumbled
and rolled on the floor. The song ended
xcitement we mad
our escape,
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DAPHNE’S QUESTION—IN A
SPRING GARDEN.
I have been much interested and a lit
tle amused by the Household discussion
over the question asked tearfully by
Dap hit?, after the death of her gifted
father: “What becomes of the mind?”
So many and various have been tiie theo
ries and opinions offered Daphne, that I
am afraid the little giri is in "confusion
worse confounded.?’ The reason that,
suffices for one will not satisfy another,
since there are personal promptings which
influence the judgment of those unseen.
One cannot be successful in leading an
other by his own, spiritual processes.
Dr. Osier (wfi’o wishes to chloroform
old men) says that all the conclusions
of science negative immortality, but that
human sentiment so forcibly demands an
other fife as to establish its truth as
one of the highest verities. His own inner
consciousness ls the preponderating fac
tor in this conclusion, as it must be with
every one.
Several Householders have seemed to
fear these discussions would Injure the
Christian religion, and the little mater
felt called on to defend them in “Timely
Topics.” That is a bad cause, which
cannot withstand every argument that
can be brought against It. Faith is not
credulity, but belief on evidence. It is
a question with me if one ever becomes
a stalwart Chri^ian who has not doubt
ed. The founder of the faith never up
braided a mortal for doubting, but for
refusing to believe on evidence. He had
no rebuke for doubting Thomas because
he demanded full proof, and I am glad
Thongs ls still a precedent for demanding
full proof; but it must be with an honest
desire to know the truth.
At every turn, Christianity challenges
acceptance because of its reasonalbieness.
Jt demands that one investigate its claims
for himself. “Examine yourself and see,”
says Paul, “if you have any ground for
your faith.” “Be always ready,” says
Peter, “to give a reason for the faith
that is in you.” Paul also says: “The
invisible things of God are reasoned out
from the things that are seen.” The
timid ones need not fear the honest doubt,
er. He is praiseworthy, or at the very
least, excusable. Such was John in pris
on, when he sent the query: “Art thou
he ttia-t should come or do we look for an
other?” Very few of us escape the
periods of despondency when over and
over again we long for the proofs to be
restated to us. Life, death and immortal
ity! The only verities that for us are
eternal! Is it possible to give them too
great a share of our thought?
Last night it rained all night. One of
those now “it p^urs, now It sprinkles”
rains, that try the nervous sleeper and
disgust the farmer, whose fields, awaiting
belated crops, are only half dried of for
mer showers. Today is 'Sunday. I got
up no*, half glad. The clouds were sullen,
as of half a mind to keep on raining. I
humped over the fire till breakfast. Aft
er breakfast I walked out to the gar
den. The English peas bowed as I en
tered. The onions waved their tops, the
•beans and radishes stood In line for re
view; mustard, tvmlps and lettuce
“serouged” the benches. The cucumber
plants were making a brave effort to
run. Just then a sighing whisper from
an Irish potato told me a potato bug
was devouring its choicest leaf. “Was”
is the bug’s epitaph. The. cheek of things
began to dimple. The clouds looked less
sulky. Once they opened and shut, but
not quick enough to prevent a merry
wink from old Sol, as it to say: “See, I’m
still here."
Who can stay grumpy when nature all
BILLY’S OPINION OF GIRLS.
Please let mo step into your experience
meeting and relieve my feelings a little
by telling you what I think about old
maids, girls and girl school ma’ams. Old
maids are all right. I echo Mrs. Strat-
ner’s saying. “God bless old maids!”
They know how to treat a fellow. But
those girls!
I loved one of ’em once—loved her
harder than any mule (except “Maude")
can kick. She was a dainty, fairy girl
with blushing cheeks, violet eyes and a
delicious smile. And she smiled on me.
At last she told me she loved me. I
walked on air. I dwelt in n fool's para
dise; then I was suddenly dropped into
purgatory. She went away one day—
went back to her old home in the north,
after a whispered promise that she would
be true to me "forever and forever.”
Then came a letter that said, “The mu
sic of the sleigh bells seems delightfully
natural. I never want to go south any
more. I liono you are enjoying yourself
as mucii as T am. I will not write again.
T haven’t time.”
Oh. ma, dear old ma—let me cry on your
lap like I used to. And stroke my head
and pet me and call me your precious
boy.
I say right here, let the girls alone.
Wait until they grow up to nice old
maids. Then they will have heart and
sense enough to treat you right. Marry
them if they'll lot you. but wait until
they prove their faith by their works.
Be sure, they are giving you their hearts,
not merely their powdered Habv faces
and do-nothing hands. Give me old maids,
fellows, anil sweet, gentle oid women
like ma. There's some comfort in that
kind.
Girls are no good as teachers, either.
They think too much about themselves,
and their clothes and their comfort. Ba
and ma boarded one last winter. My!
but she was a team. She pulled the wool
over pa's eyes and ho fed her on extras
every meal. She kont tlie house in such
a. stir you’d thought campmeetin’ time
was close by. T had to make her fires.
One time she laid one little stick of wood
lather lengthy bean poles.’
1 did not at ail mind her teasing.
my sympathy went out to Phil. A ■; ill _
flush of mortification covered his hand-'I
some sunburned face as we stood, ’Me m
by side, as much alike as two black
The sumptuous feast and loving .fare
wells finally ended and the drive t? 'he
railway station began. Phil had b n
with me all day. and he sat beside
now. as 1 went in advance with <•
trunks. He seemed unable to control
himself any longer, and he unburrb "1
his .faithful wounded heart to me, J d-
ing me how he had always loved MI.lie
and had hoped to marry her some no
how he had worked and succeeded n
earning enough to educate himse':'
"And.” he added with a little sigh, 7 i
intend to go away to school next month, I
though nothing seems worth while now ' J
| We had not traveled the public road. 9
but a shorter one that sloped graduubv B
down until it ran between two banks G
about 6 feet high: here it curved Into \ I
complete half circle, and came out ontv|f
the railroad, where it was necessary to
drive a short distance before either bank l’|
was low enough to mount. *
Phil and I drove to the station, check ’d :
the trunks and walked hark to the ! '*
circle mound to wait for the other-.
Presently they came in view The
bridal pair—Mr. Karl and Millie—w ■-
first. The team they were driving
pair of large strong horses—beca - e
frightened at the noise of an approa '
ing train. Mr. Karl's delicate glov- '
hands were as fight as a lady's on '
reins, and soon, the horses were beyor t
his control. Tf they insisted on rutin:, g
there was no way but that around the
half circle and onto the railroad where
they might came into collision with the
rapidly approaching train. For a mine
we stood motionless with terror Tii
the shriil whistle of the locomotive brok •
the silence.
"Oh. the express!" Millie shrieked hys
terically. as the maddened horses ra •> !
toward tiie curve. Simultaneously Mr.
Karl dropped the reins, leaped out and
cried loudly:
"Jump, Millie, for your life.”
"Coward," Phil hissed through hi’
clenched teeth. With a bound, he cov
ered half the space between him and the
opposite side of the mound. I follow d.
and was just in time to see him leap
down the steep hank, crouch lilf- a ii"
jump full in front of the running hors s
and sieze their bridles.
It was a fearful momentary strugg"'.
By a great effort he checked the spetd
of the horses and the express dashed
by. Millie was saved! But Phil—poor
Phil! His lifeless form was horribly
mangled: though the brown toll worn
hands that Millie had criticised had not
yet relaxed their hold.
Mr. Karl was also killed, a sudden
lurch of the wheels had caught and
dragged him qjiite a distance, twisting
his shapely limhs into knots. Truly it
was a fatal wedding.
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