The Daily times-enterprise. (Thomasville, Ga.) 1889-1925, October 01, 1889, Image 1

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- VOL 1-NO 1 -'0. THOMASVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY MOB NINO. OCTOBER 1, 1880 $5.00 PEB ANNUM ANI) Fancy Dress ginghams Arc acknowledged to be the handsomest in the city. They are selling rapidly, especially those splendid patterns we offer at Sc ci Y mpcL. ' A! a ho your selections before theV are picked over too much. Our Fancy Ribbons 3 INCHES WIDE, / Which wo are offering at the marvelously low price of £5o a, Yiii'cl, Ar§the talk of the , town. If ymiiifiVo hot secii tftcin yet, it will pay you to call at once and inspect them. For lO .cts. We will sell you a beautiful Ladies’ Union Linen Hem stitched Handkerchief, which is certainly the best value ever offered in Thomasvillo.- For 5 cents You can buy a nice colored bordered handkerchief, plenty good enough for the children to lose at school. Wejhave an elegant all wool 1 Saxony wove Jersey at the as tonishingly low figure of • #1.00, Never before sold for lcss"than one dollar and fifty cents. These are but a few of the plums we have in stock for our friends; and lots more to show, if you will j ust take the trouble to come and look at tjiem. We intend to make things lively this season, and wc have the goods and prices to do it with. Wc extend a cordial invita tion to all to visit pur establish ment, whether you buy or not. Wcare always glad to sec you and show you what we have. 132 BROAD ST. ‘GOOD-BYE—GOD BLESS YOU." KUCiENK FIELD. I loveii tlic words—perhaps because When I wits leaving mother, Standing at last in solemn pause, We looked at one another. And I—I saw in mother's eyes The love she could not tell me— A love eternal an the skies, Whatever fate befell me; •She put her arms about my neck, And soothed the pain of leaving, And, though her heart was like to break, She spoke no word of grieving; She let no tear bedim her eye, For fear that might distress me,* But, kissing me, she said good-bye, And asked our God to bless me! John’s Mother. C. M. I larger in Detroit Froo Press. There was a timid knock at the door of the country printing office, or rather of the room which I dubbed the “punctual” of tint Weekly Pallad ium, over whoso destinies I presided. After the usual “come in” there en tered a faded and bent old lady, whose dress immediately proclaimed her as a resident of the far hacl town ships. She Had a frightened, bewil dered look, and her bombazine dress was wrinkled and dusty with tlw? long ride she had taken over the Kansas prairies in her trip to the county sent. I regretted liaviug called out so roughly, and apologized. She did not notice my apology, bub; asked in a trembling voice: “Is this the printin’ office?” “Yes, ma’am,” I replied; “what can I do for you?” “I saw yc didn’t have nothin' about John in the paper.” . m ; ■ I did not know John from Adam, and was about to tell her so, but 1 was glad a moment after that I did not. “I told the undertaker,” she went on, “ter see that the paper knew about it; hut hSl> t; 1 a i« fis she answer^: «•% ho never tom %e, 1 am sure.- ‘„ Thmlk voll> ]t till< Ye sec, wo live nut in Cheever township, an’ ye prob’ly didn’t hear of John’s dyiu’. I looked for it in the paper, but didn’t se nothin’.” “I am sorry, but it you will give mo the facts, I’ll sec that it goes in next week,” was the only reply that I could make. “John was an awful good boy,” she began. "He was good ter me, an’ that’s what counts. When we came West we had kiuder poor luck. My Inishan’ died an' the other hoys left mo an’ with debts on the claim an’ no money ahead, I don’t know what I’d a done Vept for John. Ho worked night an’ day, plowin’ an’ plantin’ an’ sowin’. lie never had a harsh word for his mother—never.” She stopped a moment to wipe her eyes, and I found it convenient to look in another direction. She continued: “Ho was twenty- five years old, but lie looked ten more —ho worked too hard. I guess it killed him, but I didn’t know he was overdoin’; he nevergomplained. He wasn’t sick long—just a few days. I done all I could. I’d have given my life for John, if the Lord’ have let it be that way. You don’t know how lonesome the claim is now. Just me alone in the sad cabin; 1 can’t die, an’ it’s only sorrow to live. I had John buried on the prairie, so I could go to him. I’ll go to him fer good pretty- soon I hope.” She sobbed a little and then recov ered sufficiently to give me the full name, age, etc., of the dead youth, after which, hei erraud accomplished, she left me to ride home across the sun-beaten prairies to the lonely cabin set amid the billows of green, far from the rushing world’s highways. If I did not give John a suitable death notice the nexi week, if I did not feelingly portray the unselfish heroism of the hoy whose world was his mother and whose ambition was to aid her in her necessities, it was not because I did not try faithfully and earnestly. I hope I succeeded in bringing a little comfort to the heart of John's mother, who may bo yet waitiug to join the noble son buried beneath the carpet of sod stretching away fiom her door. The Time to be Pleasant. Tlie Youth’s Reaper. Mother’s cross,” said Maggie, coming out into the kitchen with a pout on her lips. Her aunt was busy ironing, and she looked up and answered Maggie: “Then it is the very time for you to he pleasant and helpful. Mother was awake a great deal in the night with the poor baby.” Maggie made no reply. She pflt on her hat and Walked off into the garden. And a new idea went with her—“The very time to ho helpful and pleasant is when other people are cross.” “True enough,” thought she, “that would do the most good. I rememb er-when I was ill last year, I was so nervous that if any' one spoke to me I could barely help being cross; and mother never got cross of out of pa tience, but was quite pleasant with me. I ought to pay it hack now, and I will."” ‘ • ^ " A»d she jumped up from the grass on which she had thrown hcrseW; and turned a face full of cheerful resolu tion towards ’the room where her mother sat soothing and tending a fretful, teething baby. “Couldn’t I take hint out to ride in his carriage, mother? It’s such a sun ny morning,” she asked. “I should be so glad if you would,” said her mother. The hat and coat were brought and the baby was soon ready for his ride. “Pll keep him as long as he is good,” said Maggie, “and you must lie on the sofa and take a nap while I’m gone. You are looking dread- fully tired.” The kind words and the kiss that accompanied them -were almost too much for the mother, and her voice do ntt IT world of good. My hea l aches badly this morning.” What a happy heart Maggie’s was as she turned the little carriage up and down on the walk! She resolved to remember and act on her aunt’s good words: “The very time to be helpful and pleasant is when everybody is tired and cross.” Putting “Baby” to Sleep. The young of all animals except man, put themselves to sleep, hut the putting of “baby” is quite a solemn function, during which the houso stands still. Why, it’s the greatest piece of folly to pamper a little being who has come to us in a ntatc of na ture. You may say lie don’t know, and neither doeB lie. But it is not things we know and think about that do us either harm or good. It’s what we get “used to.” Th’s is what grows into us, body and mind, and makes us the creatures we arc. Pamper an infant, nnd he will grow up to pamper himself. Then, besides, all this sooth ing and singing, and the occasional sudden starts, have a bad effect on the child’s nerves. It’s like opium eating; the more you have the more you want. The nerves refuse to do their own work if you do it for them, and the little shocks you cannot save a child from if you “put him to sleep” do real harm in other ways. The thing is to put the child in the proper condition to sleep, lay him in a darkened nnd quiet silent room at precisely the same hour every day, and the rest will take care of itself. Nature will see that ho sleeps. Good Boys’ Reward. Visiting Aunt—Ah! Johnnie, I am very glad to have your mother tell me that you are such a good little boy. Of course you know where all good little boys will go? Johnnie—Yes, ma’am. “Well, tell me.” “Their papas will take ’em to the circus.”—Exchange. Whatever is worth doing at all is worth doing well. Progress of Inventions Since 1845. In the year 1845, the present owners of the Scientific American newspaper commenced its publication, and soon after established a bureau for the pro curing of patents for inventions at home and in foreign countries. Dur*- ing the year 1845 there were only 502 patents issued from the U. S. Patent Office, and the total issue from the establishment of the patent office, up to the end of that year, numbered only 4.347- Up to the first of July there have been granted 406,413. Showing that since the commencement ot the publi cation of the Scientific American there have been issued from the U.S. Patent Office 402,166 patents, and about one third more applications have been made than have been granted, show ing the ingenuity of our people to be phenomenal, and much greater than ever the enormous number of patents issued indicates. Probably a good many of our readers have had business transacted through the offices of the Scientific American, in New York or Washington, and arc familiar with .Munn & Co.’s mode of doing business, but those who htve not will be inter ested in knowing something about this, the. oldest patent soliciting firm in this country, probably in the world. Persons visiting the offices of the Scientific American, 361 Broadway, N. Y., for the first time will be sur prised, on entering the main office,' to find such an extensive and elegantly equipped establishment, with its walnut counters, desks, and chairs to corrcs. pond, and its enormous safes, and such a large number of draughtsmen, specification writers, and clerks, all bpsy as bees, reminding one of a large banking or insurance office, with its hundred employes. * Tn conversation with one of the firm, who had commenced the busi ness of soliciting patents in connection with the publication of the Scientific American, more than forty years ago, I learned that his firm had made ap plication for patents for upwards of one hundred thousand inventors in the United States, and several thousand in different foreign countries, and had filed as many cases in the patent office in a single month as there were pat ents issued during the entire first year of their business career. This gentle man had seen the patent office grow from a sapling to a sturdy oak, and lie modestly hinted that many thought the Scientific American, with its large circulation, had performed no mean share in stimulating inventions and advancing the interests of the patent office. But it is not alone the patent soliciting that occupies the attention of the one hundred persons employed by Munn & Co , but a large number are engaged on the four publications issued weekly and monthly from their office, 361 Broadway, N. Y., viz: The Scientific American, the Scientific American Supplement, the export edition of the Scientific American, and the Architects and builders Edition of the Scientific American. The first two publications are issued every week and the latter two the first ol every month. Wanted to Stay Right There in Missouri. “All persons in the congregation,” said an evangelist at a big meeting in western Missouri, “who want to go to heaven will please rise to their feet.” Every person in the house got up but oue godless strauger on the back scat. “Now,” continued the evangelist, “if there is a person in the congregation who desires to go to hell, let him stand up,” looking hard at the gran ger, who again Kept his seat. The revivalist decended from the pulpit and approaching the case hardened creature who refused to testify cither for or against the Lord, snid: “My perishing friend, you seem to have no desire to reach heaven nor to plunge into perdition ; where do you want to go r "I don’t want to go anywhere,” promptly replied the granger. “I want to stay right here in Missouri.” WOMEN AND MASONRY. Eli Perkins Manufactures an Ancient Tradition. Eli Perkins is a Royal Arch Mason, and at a recent masonic celebration at Washington, he undertook to answer the question,‘“Why women cannot be Free Masons.” •“Women sometimes complain that they are not permitted to enter the Lodge and work with the craft in their labors, and learn all there is to lie learned in the institu tion. I will explain the reason. I learn that before the Almighty had finished his work, he was in doubt about creating Evo. The creal ion of the living and creeping things had been accomplished, and the Almighty had made Adam and created for him the finest Lodge in the world, and called it Paradise No. 1. He then called all the boasts of the field and fowls of the air to pass before Adam for him to name them, which was a piece of work which he was to do alone, that no confusion might there after arise from Eve, who ho knew would make trouble if she was allowed, to participate in it, if He created her before hand. Adam being fatigued with his first task fell nslecp, and when lie awoke found Eve in the Lodge with him. Adam being Senior Warden, placed Evo as a pillar of beauty in the South, and they receiv ed their instructions from the Grand Master in the East, and when finished she immediately called the craft from labor to refreshment. Instead of at tending to the duties of her office ns she ought, she left her station, violated her obligations and let in an expelled Mason, who had no business there, and went round with him and left Adam to look alter the jewels. This fellow had been expelled front the Grand Lodge with severnl others sometime before. Finding that Eve was 110 longer trustworthy, and that she had caused Adam to neglect his duty, and let 011c iu whom He had expelled, the.Grand Master closed the Lodge, turning them out, setting a faithful Tyler to guard with a flaming sword. Adam repented of his folly and went to work like a man and a good Mason, in order to get re-iusta- ted again. Not so with Eve; she got angry about it and commenced raising Cain, nnd did it again when she got Abel. Adam, 011 account of his refor mation, was permittted to establish Lodges and woik iu the degroes, and while Evo was allowed to join him in his work of charity on the outside, she was never again permitted to assist in the regular work of the craft. Hence the reason why a woman cannot be come and inside Mason.” The Bost Remedy for Venomous Snake Bites. L. G. I.incecum, M. D,, writing from Texas to the Southern Practition er, says : “Parmanganate of potash is a successful remedy. I have treat ed over one hundred cases >1 Texas, and have used whiskey, soda, bicarb, spirits of ammonia, turpentine, chloro form and other remedies, but have found that potas. parmanganas in one or two gr. doses hypodermically, and chloroform locally and by inhalation, are undoubtedly the most certain and successful remedies in bights of venom ous reptiles that I have ever used. I have never .seen a case treated wflh these two remedies result fatally.”— Scientific American. "Great Scott, Maria,” exclaimed a Chicago father, as he saw* his infant son with a daily paper in his chubby fist, “don’t you know, you musn’t allow •that-” . “Why, what’s the matter, James?" replied the mother, “Tommy’s amused, and what harm can there come of it?” "What harm? Can’t you see that he is liable to receive certain impres sions regarding the Cronin case, and then when he grows up, he will be dis qualified from sitting on the juty. If you women had your way these Cro nin murderers would never come to trial.”—Boston Transcript. _ _ MS LEVY’S Latest Success, FOR READ, READ! And Profit by the Same. GUARANTEED, EVERY PAIR, Or Money Refunded. BLACK HOSIERY. THE GREAT SUCCESS Which our “Oiiyx’’jJI)ycd Hosiery met with last season, ami the univer sal satisfaction given by these abso lutely fast dye goods has stimulated us to still further improvement for this season, by producing the goods from Ingrain yarns, thus giving greater strength and wearing qualities to the fabric, and at the same time re taining all tho excellent qualities of dye, which h.avo been so thoroughly tested mid approved in previous sea sons. Try a pair of Onyx, and you will never wear any other stocking, for every pair is warranted not to stain the feet and clothing, and to withstand the effects of perspiration as well as repeated washings. Furthermore, any pair not found as represented, re turn them and your money will be refunded. None geunino unless stamped with above trade-mark. FOR SALE ONLY BY * I. Levy £ Co, Mitchell House Block 0 OCi -4