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THE TOCCOA NEWS
AND PIEDMONT INDUSTRIAL JOURNAL.
VOLUME XX.
THE SWEETNESS OF LIFO.
tt fell on a day I was happy,
And the winds, the convex sky,
The flowers and the beasts in the meadow
Seemed happy even as I,
And I stretched my hands to the meadow,
To the bird, the beast, the tree;
“Why are ye all so happy?”
I cried, and they answered me.
What sayest thou, oh meadow.
That stretchest so wide, so far.
That none can say how many
Thy misty marguerites are?
And what say ye, red rosea,
That o’er the sun-blanched wall
From your high black-shadowed trellis
Like flame or blood-drops fall?
“We are born, we are reared, and we
linger
A various space, and die,
We dream, and are bright and happy,
But we cannot answer why.”
What sayest thou, oh shadow,
That from the dreaming hill
All down the broadening valiey
Liest so sharp and still?
And thou, oh murmuring brooklet,
Whereby in the noonday gleam
The loosestrife burns like ruby.
And the branched asters dream?
“iVe are born, we are reared, and we
linger
A various space and die;
We dream, an l are very happy,
But we cannot answer why.”
And then of myself I questioned,
1 hat like a ghost the while
fetood from inoandcalmly answerel
With slow and curious smile:
1 hou art born as the flowers and wilt linger
Thine own short space and die;
Thou dreamst an 1 art strangely happy,
But thou canst not answer why."
— Arch. Lampman , in Youth's Companion.
The Story of a Mortgage.
BY LEROY ARMSTRONG.
Tn the first place, tho mortgage never
should have been made.
Ben Morgan was one of your “active
men ” one of the class termed “hus-
tiers” in these years of new word coin¬
ings. He was iu some regards a brill¬
iant man. People said he could make
money at anything. He bad no regular
business aside from the farm, but he was
thrifty, alert and fortuuate. Sometimes
ho had thousands of dollars on hand;
sometimes he had to borrow. It was on
one of these latter occasions that he put
the mortgage on the farm, It was the
first time he had ever done such a thing.
Perhaps if Sam Morgan, his only son,
who was away at school in the State
University—had not fallen into trouble,
tho loan would never have been made.
But it would have been better and kinder
and wiser to have asked Sam to pay the
tiddler, since he had insisted on dauc-
ing.
However, there was the mortgage, and
thero it had been since the fatal Novem¬
ber 26, 1886. Mrs. Morgan didn’t really
understand what it meant when she had
signed the paper. She was suffering
keenly, as only a mother can, aud
silently, over the knowledge that Sam
had been expelled. She knew very little
of her husband's business. He never
talked of it much, to her or any one.
She never knew what he did with the
money, but she knew by his sleeplessness,
by his evident mood of apprehension, by
the puzzled expression, by the sobered
face, and finally by the hopeless return
one night, that affairs had not pros¬
pered.
She sat by his bedside that early win¬
ter, she gave the medicine all through
that season of illness, she followed him
over the frozen ground when they buried
him in January.
And then she came home and tried to
take up his burden in addition to her
own.
Fanny was eighteen, and almost out
of high school. Madge was three years
younger aud would not be consoled.
Allau was t welve, and resolute to help
his mother.
First she sold the pony to pay the
doctor’s bill, ami Fanny walked to town
each morning aud ho ne each night.
Then she sold some of the cattle, for the
feed was running short as the spring ap¬
proached. Then she rented most of the
fields, for Allan was too small to farm.
But the men, who gave her “une-
third iu the field,” seemed to take a
very large two-thirds for themselves.
And it was not easy to meet the constant
claims which came up against the estate
during that first year. She wondered
that her husband had left nothing, and
fully believed the time would come
when some one would find a fortune
stowed away and waiting for her.
Fanny begau teaching school in the
spring of ’87. but the pay was small, aud
the girl was away from home so much.
How the widow’s heart hungered for
her children; for a little of the comfort
that had gone out of her life when that
strong man laid down aud died.
Madge grew restless in the looso re¬
straint, and troubled the mother not a
little. Allau worked like a Trojan in
the garden and the orchard. If it had
not been for the interest, she would have
gotten along very well.
But there before her, less than four
years away now, was tha* impending
mortgage, and nothing on earth, unless
it were the hidden treasure, could ever
vanquish it.
So one year grew into two; and two
into three; and three years finally added
to themselves a fourth. Fanny was a
strong woman now. She had found her
footing, and the world did not daunt
her. She had proven her worth, and
her services were rewarded.
Madge had never attempted high
school. The walk was too long, and
besides, her mother could not consent to
lose her. Allan had saved a little, aud
had developed some of his father’s talent
for trading. The sheep and the calves
had grown into money. He had made
more money with them. Fannv had
finished her sehool, and the three chil¬
dren were sitting with their mother
about the fire in tke evening.
“We have just managed to live aud
keep up the interest,” said Mrs. Mor-
gan. “No one but a widow can know
how the farm is stripped when the good
man dies.”
“But we have always held together,
and we are very ha£py,” said large-
hearted Fanny.
“If it wasn’t for the mortgage we
would get along all right,” said Allan.
“But the mortgager is there,” sighed
mother. “We cannot meet it in any
way I can see, and next year we must
lose the farm.”
“Some one is coming,” said Madge.
The dog began barking in a most for¬
bidding way. He tempered the threat¬
ening tone little by little, and presently
they knew by the rapping of his tail on
the kitchen door that he knew the vis¬
itor and would welcome him.
It was ’Squire Folkstone.
“ I thought I would call a minute,”
said the farmer. He never called unless
the quarterly interest were due, and the
widow was by no means sure his visit
portended pure kindness. She remem¬
bered how her husband had scorned the
slow, scheming old man.
“I just wanted to say a word about
cutting down trees in the woods,” he
continued, turning to Allan.
“What about it?” asked the young
man. Allan was taller and heavier than
‘Squire Folkstone. His mother noted
that with pride as she watched him front¬
ing the money-lender.
“Well, you know I hold a mortgage
on the farm, and every stick of timber is
worth something.”
“Yes, but we have to have fire wood.”
“And you could get fire wood without
picking out the best red-oak trees,
couldn’t you? I was walking through
the woods the other day, and I noticed
whenever you cut down a tree you al¬
ways cut down the finest one. Now, of
course, you can’t expect to pay that
mortgage next year. The farm will
naturally fall to me, and I have a right
to see that you don’t damage me.”
There was a moment of very painful
silence. It was the heaviest cross the
widow had had to bear, She could not
truly hope to pay off that awful mort¬
gage. The possible fortune that Ben
Morgan might have left seemed never
forthcoming. She had done the very
best she could. So had her children.
She thought of Sam, long since I 03 I sight
of, aud wished he were here to protect
his mother and save the heritage of her
children.
Allan seemed struggling with a pas¬
sion too great for his untrained control.
Presently he said:
“What business had you in the
woods?”
“Well, I had a right to see that my
property was not—”
“But this isn’t your property,” pro¬
tested AUau.
“But it will be,” said the ’squire, lift¬
ing his eyebrows and smiling a very hard
smile at the young man.
“But it won’t be,” retorted Allan.
“We are going to pay that mortgage
when it is due. Now, don’t let me hear
of you on this farm again till your claim
is due. I guess I will go a little farther.
You came here with a mean purpose to¬
night. I gqess this house is too small for
you and the rest of us. You get out I Get
out* ’Squire Folketone?”
“Allan—” protested Mother Morgan,
but her heart flamed with the proud cer¬
tainty that he was justified.
“What—why,” began ,the ’squire,
rising in something like fear; for the
youth was angry and very strong.
“Go out, I tell you. Go, or I will—”
He did not need to finish the threat.
The justice started to his feet, felt be¬
hind him for the latch, opened the door
in a bewildered fashion, passed out so
hurriedly that the dog sounded another
threatening bark, and so escaped to the
highway.
“Now, what shall we do?” asked tim¬
orous Madge.
“Do just what I said,” replied Allan;
“pay the mortgage.”
“But, my son, we have nothing to pay
it with,” said the widow. She was full
of misgivings after all.
“We will have,” said Allan.
Then they began planning. Fanny
would draw no more money till the end
of the winter term. It would be a little
inconvenient, but Allan would take the
colts aud drive over after her every Fri¬
day night, and take her back to the
school every Monday morning. Madge
would help mother as she never had
helped before, and Allan would sell all
the stock that could safely be spared and
tit the farm for working as soon as spring
opened.
“I do wish Sam were here,” said
mother.
“Sam will be here when the mort¬
gage is paid and will help us celebrate,”
said hopeful Allan. “I am glad we kept
the two lower fields last fall and sowed
them in wheat.”
So day followed day, and the frost of
winter melted into the veins of spring.
“Goin’ to be most too wet to plant
corn in that field,” said ’Squire Folk¬
stone cheerfully, leaning over the fence
where Allan was heaping brush on a
patch of new ground.
“Well, inebby, mebby,” replied the
young man. “It does look cloudy now,
that’s a fact.”
But he did not desist from his work-
ing.
“Goin’ to plow up that fall wheat,
ain’t \oui” persisted the money-lender.
“No; why?”
“ ’Cause it’s winter killed,” replied
the ’squire. “It never can make—and
with all this wet weather agin’ it now.”
Allan was by no means sure. Boys do
not watch the seasons. But there was
one thing that armed him. It was hope.
He never flinched for a moment. He
did the best he could, and counted on
fortune to favor him.
She did seem inclined to smile, for in
spite of the rainy February and tne cold
March, the wheat came up splendidly,
In spite of the threatening drouth
through April, the corn ground broke
up in the best of shape, and about the
middle of the month Allan came in at
night and reported the fields ready for
planting.
* Squire Folkstone says it is too dry
to plant,” said Madge. “He called me
* te the fence and told me so this after-
TOCCOA, GEORGIA, JANUARY 9, 1892.
noon when he was going home from
town.”
“Well, we’ll plant to-morrow just the
same,” said resolute Allan. “And we’ll
want all the help you people can give
us.” He was filled with the zest of ac¬
tion, encouraged by the crown of man¬
hood ho knew he was earning. His
sleep was so sound up there in the little
bedroom under the roof. The nighc
fled away with such unlimping thread.
The morning came with such brimming
goblets of life in its hands. Allan was
up very early. It was to be his first crop
of corn.
That day was worth a fortune to the
Morgan farm. It was not alone the
proof of Allan’s manliness, it was the
proof of Fanny’s strength.
She had driven horses ever since she
was a little girl. She knew they could
not afford to hire a man. So she shaded
her face in asunbonnet and mounted the
driver’s seat of the corn planter. She
drove all day through that sultry sun,
closing her lips and turning her eyes
from the clouds of dust that rose repeat-
edlv. Allan sat there behind her, silent,
grim, determined, throwing the lever
forward and back and dropping the
chosen grains exactly in crosses.
Madge brought them a luncheon and a
mug of cold milk when the forenoon had
half vanished. She and mother planted
the corn in the new ground, where the
checkrower would not work.
All of that day, nearly all of the next,
and then the planting was done. Allau
took a gallon of grain from the sack at
the end of the field aud planted it all in
a “king-hill.”
“That’s for good luck,” he said.
“Fanny, you're worth as much as a
man.”
“Thank you,” said Fanny, as she
looked at her tortured hands. She wa3
really very tired.
“Too bad to lose all your seed that
way.” called 'Squire Folkstone, while
Allan was busy about the barn at the
close of the day. “See that moon?
Goin’ to have two weeks of dry weather.
Besides, no one ever ought to plant corn
in the first quarter.” The boy did not
answer.
The next morning was Sunday. Allan
was roused by the rolling of thunder. He
was lulled to sleep again by the soothing
sound of rain. He only waked an hour
afterward when his mother called him.
“And the corn is all in!” she added
thankfully.
’Squire Folkstone was willing to ad¬
mit that Allan had been favored of the
weather in the matter of corn, but he
had plenty of time to prove that this rain
was the worst possible thing on wheat.
“That long dry spell filled it with fly,
and if any of it misses the fly this rain
will fill it with rust,” he said.
“And if it comes to a good harvest it
will fill you with disappointment,’ 1
laughed the young man.
auiumn All through the months of summer anC
it seemed the God of the widow
and the fatherless smiled upon them.
All through the season when the sun
above and the earth below, when the
dews of night and the winds of dawn
were pouring their treasures into the ears
of corn and the heads of wheat, it seemed
that a greater hand was doing the work,
that a greater hand had planned. Never
in all the years of his crabbed life had
old ’Squire Folkstone seen such wheat as
the harvester found on the Morgan farm.
Never in the memory of the neighbor¬
hood had such giant stalks born such
massive ears of corn, Never had the
orchard swung such luscious treasures
above a sod so fragrant. And never had
the humbler crops of berries, plants and
potatoes so richly rewarded industry.
But these neighbors will long remem¬
ber that Fanny Morgan did many a hard
day’s work outdoors. They will not
soon forget the sight of tender Madge
struggling bravely, if not quite effec¬
tively, with burdens that a man might
have wearied under. And none of them
can overlook the tedious days when
mother added her strength, that had
never before been tested so roughly, to
the efforts of her children.
As to Allan, he found his abundant
reward. The crops had prospered
mightly. His resolution, taken without
the aid of horoscope for the future or
experience for the past, had been vin¬
dicated.
The summer was over, the harvest was
ended, aud they have beeu saved.
This is a simple story. It is the story
of a year just ended, the story of a season
when the gathered sunshine of seventy-
two consecutive days have heaped their
golden treasures in our land. It might
be easy to bring back that prodigal son
at the last day of grace, supplied with
Ben Morgan’s tire missing treasure and let
him lift mortgage that no hand at
home could manage. It might be easy
to draw upon the undepleted stores of
the improbable. But it is much nearer
the truth to say that these four helped
themselves, and then God filled the
measure of their needs .—The Voice.
Oil Baths For Lead Pencils.
A new discovery has been made by
railroad clerks in Pittsburg regarding
the saving of lead pencils. This will be
a great boon to those who are continually
using expletive and borrowing pocket
knives on account of the frailty of good,
soft lead in a pencil.
Every one who has much rapid writing
to perform prefers a soft pencil, but
nothing has come to public light so far
by which the lead can to an extent be
preserved. The P. C. C. and St. L.
clerks have brought about a new era in
the pencil business; also have they mor¬
ally benefited humanity, inasmuch as
they decrease violation of the third com¬
mandment.
The new idea to preserve a soft pencil
is to take a gross of the useful article
and place them in a jar of linseed oil.
Allow them to remain in soak until the
1 ■ oil thoroughly permeates every particle
of the wood and lead,
j This has the effect of softening the
mineral, at the same time making i
tough and durable. It has been foun
very useful and saving, an ordinary p
eil being used twice as long unde.- .
new treatment.— Pittsburg Dispatch.
BUDGET OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
An Awful Warning—A Dainty Dog—
Didn’t Know How to Apply It—
A Social Catechism—Rather
Stale Bread, Etc.
He didn’t read the papers for they hadn’t
At least, any they news; didn’t
coincide with his es¬
And pecial view^
when he came to town one day, with
criticism ripe,
He climbed to an electric lamp to light his
ancient pipe;
He hadn’t read the papers—but he knew
He simply jusc what was best;
touched the wires and—the fluid
did the rest.
—Weekly Journalist.
A DAINTY DOG.
Tramp—“Say, guv’n’r, will yer dog
bite me?”
Owner—“Not he. He’s very particu¬
lar what he eats.”— Judge.
MEN AND MONEY.
“Money talks,” remarked the rich Mr.
Smartellique to a young woman late one
evening.
“It goes sometimes, too,’ she replied,
and he didn’t understand .—Detroit Free
Press.
didn’t know how to apply it.
Lady (to rheumatic old woman)—“I
am sorry you should suffer so—you
should try electricity.”
Old Woman—“Thank you kindly,
mum. Be I to swallow it or rub it in?”
— Texas Siftings.
A SOCIAL CATECHISM.
“And what do you mean by a wise
man?”
“One who can do without the world.”
“And by a fool?”
“One who fancies that the world can¬
not do without him.”— Judge.
HIS VICTORY WON.
Returned Tourist—“Is Mr. Goodheart
still paying attention to your daughter?”
“Indeed he isn’t paying her any atten¬
tion at all.”
“Indeed! Did he jilt her?”
“No. he married her.’’— St. Louis
Star-Sayings.
SHE WAS PERENNIAL.
“Mrs. Trotter,” quoth Mr. T., “you
remind me of certain flowers by your di¬
rect oppositeness to them.”
“Wha-what do you mean, sir?”
“I refer, madam, to those dainty flow¬
ers that always shut up at sunset.”—
Harper's Bazar.
AN ANGLOMANIAC.
Morrison—“I hear Stivey met the
Prince, last summer.”
Jansen—“Yes.”
Morrison—“What did Stivey say to
him?”
Jansen—“Apologized for being an
American.”— Life.
RATHER STALE BREAD.
Mrs. Slim Diet—“The boarders are
coming in. Cut the bread, Matilda. ”
Miss Slimdiet—“Ma, I saw in a so¬
ciety paper to-day that bread should be
broken, not cut.”
Mrs. Slimdiet—“That’s the style now,
ehl Very well. Where’s the ax?”—
Good News.
johnny’s poor luck.
“Well, Johnny, what are you thankful
for?” asked the invited guest.
“Nuthin’,” said the boy. “I ’ain’t
had any luck this year. On’y had one
cold all the fall, ’n’ that wasn’t bad
enough to keep me out of school more’n
a day. My chum’s had the mumps, ’n’
has been out three weeks.”— Bazar.
A TOUGH OLD SPONGE.
Uncle Joe (on his second eight-month
visit to Johnny’s house)—“Johnny, stop
pinching your uncle. What are you up
to, you little raseall”
Johnny—“Why, ma said you were a
regular sponge, and I was pinching you
to see if you would squeeze up like my
sponge that I bought down town.”—
Pharmaceutical Journal.
he followed instructions.
Lawyer—“Now, sir, listen to me,
and please give straightforward answers.
You say you drove a baker's cart?”
“No, I did not.”
“Do you mean to tell me you do not
drive a baker’s cart?”
“No, sir.”
“What do you do, then?”
“I drive a horse .”—London Tit-Bits.
W ANTED A HEAD PUT ON HIM.
An old man with a head as destitute
of hair as a watermelon, enlered a Man- i
hattan avenue drug store and told the
clerk he wanted a bottle of hair restorer.
“What kind of hair restorer do you
prefer?”
“I reckon I’ll have to take a bottle of
red hair restorer. That was the color it
used to be when I was a boy .”—Texas
Siftings.
THESE CLEVER IMPROMPTUS.
Bulfinch—“That was a wonderfully
clever speech that your husband just
made; and he tells me it was entirely
impromptu.”
Mrs. Wooden—“Oh, yes; quite so.”
Bulfinch—“It is marvelous that he
could do so well when he looks so tired.”
Mrs. Wooden—“Well, I should think
he might look tired; he sat up all night
thinking what he’d say .”—Boston Cou
rier.
WHY HE WAS SO GENEROUS.
Mrs. Grayneck—“Johnny, I am very
largest glad to see that you gave your sister the
half of your apple.”
Johnny—“Yes’m, I was very glad to
give it to her.”
Mrs. Grayneck—“My little son, you
do not know how it delights me to hoar
you say so,”
Johnny—“Yes’m; then? was a big
worm hole in that half.”— Boston Cou¬
rier.
A QUICK CURE.
Wagg—“It’s too bad about the girl
that jumped off the Washington Monu¬
ment, isn’t it?”
Wooden—“Why, what did she jump
off for?”
Wagg—“Why, you see she was very
thin.”
Wooden—“What had that to do with
it?”
Wagg—“Why, she thought she’d
come down plump .”—Boston Courier.
THEY AGREED.
Capitalist—“My letting of the job for
putting up that building, sir, will de¬
pend on circumstances. I want to know
whether you and I agree on the proper
limit as to hight.”
Architect and Builder—“I have al¬
ways had decided views on that subject.
May I ask how high a building you con¬
template putting up?”
“Seventeen stories, sir.”
(With much firmness)—“In my opin¬
ion, sir, the limit for a building of this
class should be seventeen stories.” —
Chicago Tribune.
CHEAPER IN THE END.
Boutton—“So you are not going to
housekeeping when you get married?”
De Boarder—“No. We shall take
board for a year.”
“Isn’t that rather an extravagant way
to begin?”
“Not at all. I desire my wife to study
economy of my landlady. Theu we will
start housekeeping, and I will make hei
an allowance of as much a week as wt
paid for board.”
“What do you think will be the re¬
sult?”
“Well, by the time we are old she
ought to have about a million .”—New
York Weekly.
STILL GOING.
One day a Lie broke out of its mclos-
ure and started to travel.
And the man who owned the Premises
saw it after it had started and was sorry
he had not made the inclosure Lie-tight.
So he called his swiftest Truth and
said:
“A Lie has got loose and will do much
mischief if it is not stopped. I want you
to go after it and bring it back or kill
it!”
So the swift Truth started out after
the Lie.
But the Lie had one Hour the Start.
At the end of the first Day the Lie was
going Licketv-split. The Truth was a
long way behind it and was getting
Tired.
It has not yet caught up.
And never will. — Chicago Tribune.
IIE WANTED IT LIVELY.
He was an old bachelor looking for
beard.
“Is it pretty lively here?” he asked,
as the landlady was showing him about.
“I should just say it was. Now, if
you take this room there's a man and his
wife on the right. They’re always quar¬
reling, and you can hear every word that
is said.”
“That mu3t be interesting.”
“And on the left there’s s young man
that is learning to play the cornet. He
practices half the time. And the family
across the hall have a melodeon. I have
a piano myself, and a girl upstairs is learn¬
ing the violin. I think you will find it
lively here.”
But he said if there wasn’t a zvlophone
and a calliope in the house he wouldn’t
take the room. He was afraid he would
be lonesone .—Detroit Free Press.
A Great Squash Town.
Perhaps the most important industry
of Adrian, Mich., is that of canning
goods, the factories confining their work
almost entirely to tomatoes, pumpkins
and squashes. The tomato season was
never better, and the three institutions
were kept busy to their utmost capacity
till very Late, as the frost did not injure
the product until in October, The to-
matoes were scarcely out of the way in
times for the squashes, which for six
weeks have been coming in plentifully.
The institutions enter into contracts with
farmers for the entire crop early in the
season, and agree upon the price, the
contracts being in writing, and the prod¬
uct i3 all taken, whether it be large oi
small. Tomatoes bring twenty cents a
bushel, and squashes $6 a ton. The Bos¬
ton Marrow and the Hubbard are the va-
rieties raised. The capacity of one fac¬
tory is thirty tons a day, but they have
sometimes 200 tons in storage. Rainy
days enable them to reduce stock. Farm¬
ers are waiting to unload as early as six
o’clock in the morning, and on good
they draw from two to two and
one-half tons to a lead. They raise from
six to ten tons to the acre, according to
the season and freedom from bugs in the
summer. The canning is done princi¬
pally by women, aud the factories find a
brisk demand and a ready sale for all
their goods. Pumpkins will follow the
squashes in the order of canning.— St.
Louis Star-Sayings.
Onr Atmosphere.
Our atmosphere is composed of air (a
mixture of seventy-seven parts by weight
of nitrogen and twenty-one parts of
oxygen) with variable proportions of
carbonic acid, aqueous vapors and am¬
monia, the latter in exceedingly small
quantities. How it came here anc
whence its origin no man can venture to
say. It is known that the sun and the
planets have atmospheres, but at present
little is known concerning the compo¬
nent parts of the atmospheres of those
far-off globes. The spectroscope is,
however, beginning to reveal something
of their true character. It is generally
conceded that the moon has no atmos¬
phere, the theory being that the scorial
and volcanic lavas absorbed the air and
water of that planet millions of yeara
ago.— St. Louis Republic*
THROUGH DIXIE.
NEWS OF THE SOUTH BRIEFLY
PARAGRAPHED
Forming- an Epitome of Daily
Happenings Here and There.
The Central railroad shops in Augusta,
Ga., have been reopened.
The Georgia encampment of the Grand
Army of the Republic will be held in Au¬
gusta instead of Tallapoosa.
The liquor question is raging in Char¬
lotte, N. C. Monday Dight, however,
the council granted licenses under certain
restrictions.
It is stated that H. M. Bowden, the
long missing cashier of the wrecked First
National bank at Wilmington, N. C., has
within the past few days been seen at
Baltimore.
A dispatch of Saturday from Denver,
Col., says: The jury returned a verdict
of guilty of murder iu the first degree
against Dr. Graves for the murder of Airs.
Barnaby by poisoned whisky.
A telegram of Sunday from Apalachi¬
cola, Fla., says: The schooner Dexter
Clarke, which went ashore on Flag Island
shoals last Thursday, has gone to pieces
and will be a total wreck. No lives were
lost.
Dispatches of Tuesday state that the
steamer Tuskar, Savannah for Bremen, is
ashoie at Nieuwe Diep, broken amid¬
ships, and her cargo is washing out of
her. Two hundred bales of cotton of
her cargo.have been saved.
All the motormen and conductors in
the employ of the Birmingham, Ala.,
railway and electric companies struck
Monday for 15 cents per hour instead ol
12. The demand has been refused by
the companies. Much excitement pre¬
vails.
Tuesday the property of the Spout
Springs Lumber Mill Company in Harnett
county, North Carolina, with 13,000
acres of pine timber lands, was sold to
John Y. Gossler, of Philadelphia, and R.
W. Hicks, of Wilmington, N. C., who
become the Consolidated Lumber Com¬
pany, with 40,000 capital.
A Columbia, S. C., dispatch says:
Richard Lewis, master of equity and
judge of probate of Oconee county, com¬
mitted suicide in his office at Walhalla,
Monday, by shooting himself through
the heart with a pistol. Judge Lewis has
held the two offices above mentioned for
many years, and was one of the most
popular men in the county.
A New Orleans dispatch says: An¬
thony B. Silba, a laborer, aged thirty,
was trightened to death Friday evening.
He was a witness to a stabbing affray when
a policeman arrived on the scene and ar¬
rested him by mistake as one of the par¬
ticipants. The man became so fright¬
ened that he fell in a fit and died ten
minutes later.
A disDatch of Monday from Laredo,
Texas, says: It is stated that the
Mexican revolutionist, Garza, is sur¬
rounded in the chapparel in the extreme
northwestern corner of Zapata county by
United States troops and Rangers, and
that it is almost impos-ible for him to
escape cither to the westward or in the
direction of Mexico.
The tobacco dealers of Albany, Ga.,
are loudly kicking because the city has
placed wholesalers a tax of $5 on retailers and $20
on of tobacco, and they will
petition to repeal the tax. The tax was
plac d on tobacc o dealers as the internal
revenue tax on tobacco was off, and the
council considered that the city was en¬
titled to some revenue from that source.
A Raleigh, N. C., dispatch says: A
mass meeting of the Ware County Farm¬
ers’ Aliiarce, which has nearly three
thousand members, was held Tuesday.
The chief question considered was the re¬
duction of the acreage in cotton. Reso¬
lutions were offered urging that the
acreage be reduced 15 per cent, and that
the proportion be added to the acreage
in food crops.
A St. Louis dispatch says: Adelbert
Sly, the alleged Glendale train robber,
was, on Saturday, identified as having
connection with the now famous robbery
by the furniture men who sold the furni¬
ture of a Swan avenue house wherein
detectives found clues by which the gang
of thieves were traced, He was also
identified by Express Messenger Mulren-
nan and the engineer and fireman of the
train robbed.
A bill was file! in the Montgomery,
Ala., city court Tuesday, by attorneys
for the stockholders of the Adams Cotton
Mill Company vs. S. D. Hubbard. The
bid sets out that the value of the proper,
ty of the Adams cotton mill is $82,500-
and they pray that the corporation may
be dissolved and a receiver appointed to
wind up its sffairs. They allege that the
c mpany owes about $75,000. The de¬
cree was granted.
On the Murphy branch of the WesterL
North Carolina railroad, forty miles from
Asehvllle, Tuesday the engine of a west¬
bound freight, while detached at a heavy
grade, became uncontrollable fearful and of dashed speed.
down the track at a rate
At Dyke Ridge trestle it left the rails
and plunged into a gorge, landing in the
creek, more than one hundred feet be¬
low. Four men were killed and the en¬
gine completely demolished.
A dispatch of Sunday from Denver,
Col., says: Deputy Sheriffs Sheans and
Wilson, who conveyed Dr. Graves from
the courthouse to the cell, state that on
the way he made a confession, and said
that Daniel R. Ballon was the instigator
of .the crime. Judge Furman emphati¬
cally denied that Dr. Graves had made a
confes-ion to the deputy sheriffs. Dr.
Graves refused to say anything in regard
to the mntter. exceptum that he is en¬
tirely innocent and desires to be left un¬
disturbed in his cell at the jail.
The Mississippi legislature met at
Jackson in regular session Tuesday,
Lieutenant Governor Evans was absent
on account of sickness in his family.
Hod. R. A. Dean was re-elected presi¬
dent of the senate. In the house the
contest for the speakeiship resulted in
the election of Hon. H. M. Street, of
Meridian, over Hod. J. S. Madison,
speaker of the last house, by a vote of
61 to 59. Hon. R. E. Wilson was re¬
ck ced clerk of the bouse unanimously
and the organization was completed by
the election of minor officers.
NUMBER 1.
Oimrse college at Spartanburg, 8. (J.,
The was destroyed by fire Saturday night.
colb ge was opened a year ago last
OeL bcr with the br'ghest prospects of
any hur.dr college south. There were over one
d and fifty young Indies enrolled
f or the first session. The fire originated
'•> tic furnace room unaccountably.
T e '<>«$ will reach $60,000; insurance.
$40,000. Mr. Converse, for whom the
college was named, has lost his pet, and
the pe pie sympa-hize deeply with him
and President Wilson in the loss of an
institution of which any state might well
be proud.
The Celebrated « Leaf Ant.”
One of the oddest little creatures in all
animated nature is the ‘deaf ant” of
Central America. Although different
species of this oddity are known to in¬
habit the American continent from
Brazil to Mexico, the real home of the
true loaf ant is in Nicaragua. this To all
outward appearances little insect is
a common ant, but ono of gigantic size,
it must bo admitted, when compared being with
the ants of our temperate regions,
on an average over an inch in length.
The habit for which these ants are so
oelebratcd, and ono which we could hard¬
ly believe were it not for the testimony of
reputable naturalists,is that of carryinga
leaf for a sunshade, just as our women
and men carry parasols and umbrellas
for the same purpose. When at work
the leaf-carrying ants look like a little
army in which each individual member is
protected from the sun's rays by a little
banner of green. Another remarkable
fact in connection with tho leaf-carrier is
that only those at work carry the little
leafy protection. When a long file of
burden-bearers burdens havo thoir deposited parasols their and
they discard
return for a load without tho leaf which
made them such conspicuous objects
when on the “up trip.”—[St. Louis Re
public.
RICHMOND & DANVILLE R R.
Atlanta and Charlotte Air-Line Division.
Condensed Schedule of Passenger
Trains. In Effect Nov. IBth, 1801.
NORTHBOUND. No. 38. No. 10. No. 12.
EASTEBN TIME. Daily. Dally. Daily.
Lv. Atlanta (E.T.) 1 25 pm 8 50 pm 10 10 am
Chamblee..... 9 27 pm 10 48 am
Norcross....... 9 89 pm 11 01 am
Duluth........ 9 51 pm 1115 am
Suwanee....... 10 03 pm 11 26 am
Buford........ 10 17 pm 11 40 am
Flow ry Branch 10 31 pm 11 53 am
Gainesville. .. 2 59 pm 10 51 pm 12 14 pm
Lula........ 11 18 pm 12 42 pm
Bellton........ 11 21 pm 12 41 am
Cornelia....... 11 45 pm 110 pm
Mt. Airy....... 11 60 pm 115 pm
Toccoa......... 12 20 am 1 47 pm
Westminster... 12 58 am 2 85 pm
Seneca ........ 1 17 am 2 54 pm
Central........ 1 50 am 3 40 pm
Easleys........ Greenville..... 2 18 am 4 11 pm
6 05 pm 2 44 am 4 40 pm
Greers......... 3 14 am 5 09 pm
Wellford....... 3 33 am 5 27 pm
Clifton........ Spartanburg... 6 57 pm 3 54 am 5 52 pm
4 13 am 6 10 pm
Cowpens Gaffney ...... 4 18 am 6 15 pm
4 40 am 6 40 pm
Blacksb nrfi 5 01 am 7 00 pm
Grover.. 5 11 am 7 12 pm
King’s Mount’n 5 2S am 7 30 pm
Gastonia....... 5 54 am 7 59 pm
Lowell........ 6 07 am 8 12 pm
Bellemont..... 6 14 am 8 23 pm
Ar. Charlotte...... 9 10 pm 6 40 am 8 50 pm
SOUTHBOUND. No. 37, No. 11. No. 9.
Daily, j Daily. Daily.
Lv. Charlotte...... 9 45 am 1 50 pm 2 20 am
Bellemont..... ........ 2 12 pm 2 42 am
Lowell......... ........ 2 22 pm 2 52 am
Gastonia....... ........ 2 35 pm 3 04 am
King’s Grover......... Mount’n ........ 3 00 pm 3 27 am
........ 3 16 pm 3 43 am
Gaffney....... Blacksburg.... ........ 3 26 pm 3 53 am
........ 3 45 pm 4 10 am
Clifton........ Cowpens ...... ........ 4 10 pm 4 42 am
........ 4 13 pm 4 35 am
Wellford........ Spartanburg... 11 43 am 4 27 pm 5 00 am
........ 5 50 pm 5 23 am
Greers......... ........ 5 5.09 pm 5 42 am
Greenville...... 12 36 pm 34 pm 6 10 am
Easleys......... ........ 6 07 pm 6 38 am
Central........ ____.... 6 55 pm 7 30 am
Seneca......... ........ 7 22 pm 7 57 am
Westminster.... ........ 7 41 pm 8 15 am
Toccoa........ ........ 8 19 pm 8 52 am
Mt. Airy....... ........ 8 48 pm 9 18 am
Cornelia....... ........ 8 52 pm 9 23 am
Bellton........ ........ 916 pm 9 45 am
Lula.......... ........ 9 18 pm 9 47 am
Gainesville..... 3 41 pm 9 42 pm 1C 12 am
Flowery Buford........ Branch ........ ........10 10 00 pm 10 32 am
17 pm 10 45 am
Suwanee....... ........ 10 33 pm 10 58 am
Duluth........ ....... 10 45 pm 11 15 am
Norcross...... ........10 56 pm 11 28 am
Chamblee...... ........11 08 pm 11 43 am
Ar. Atlanta (E. T.) 5 05 pm 11 45 pm 12 20 pm
Additional trains Nos. 17 an l 18— Lula ac¬
commodation, dafly except Sunday, leaves At¬
lanta 5 30 p m, arrives Lula 8 12 p m. Return¬
ing, leaves Lula 6 00 a m, arrives Atlanta 8 50
a rn.
Between Lula and Athens—No. 11 daily, ex¬
cept Sunday, and No. 9 daily, leave Lula 8 30 p
m, and 1150 a m, arrive Athens 10 15 p no and
1 30 pm. Returning leave Athens, No. 10
daily, except Sunday, and No. 12 daily, 6 15 p m
and 6 45 a m, arrive Lula 8 00 p m and 8 30
a m.
Between Toccoa and Elberton—No. 61 dai¬
ly; except Sunday, leave Toccoa 2 00 pm
arrive Elberton 4 40 p m. Returning, No. 60
daily, except Sunday, leaves Elberton 5 00 a m
and arrives Toccoa 8 30 a m.
Nos. 11 an l 12 carry Pullman Sleepers be¬
tween Washington and Kansas City via Birming¬
ham and Memphis, and Nos, 9 and 10 P ullm a n
Sleeper between Atlanta and New York.
On No. 11 no change in day coaches from
New York to A'lanta.
Nos. 37 and 38, Washington and Southwest¬
ern Vestibuled Limited, between Atlanta and
Washington. On this train an extra fare is
charged on first-cass tickets only.
For detailed information as to local and
through time tables, rates and Pullman Sleep¬
ing car reservations, confer with local agents,
or address, W. TURK,
JAS. L. TAYLOR, L. Ag’t.
Gen’l Pass. Ag’t . Dl«. Pubs.
Atlanta. Ga. Charlotte N. G.
C. P. HAMMOND, Atlanta, Ga.
Superintendent. SOL. HASS,
W. H. GREEN.
Gen’l Manager. Traffie Manager,
Atlanta. Ga, Atlanta, Ga.
LEWIS DAVIS,
attorney at law
TOCCOA CITY, GA.,
Will practioe in the counties of Haber¬
sham and Rabun of the Northwestern
Circuit, and Franklm and Banks of thi
West' rn Circuit. Prompt attention
be g ve a to all busi'iess entrusted^to him
The collection of debts will have spea
ial attention.