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THE ACTORS DAUGHTER. BRAVERY AND PLUCK WIN. ghu -.|d be almost inclined to curse N0 Mane, if you did such a thing." ^••Curse me! Oh, father!^ „ There . there, Marie, do not weep. Of course 1 didn’t mean that. But only Aink. For many yeara I hr.ve had a entragement, 'and ahonld have 2d money. If you should go to the as you propose, and toll him m we were Buffering for food-that CONGRESSMAN TURHER THE STRANGLER VINE THESE AUTUMN DAYS. SAYS THAT TARIFF REFORM IS MOST IMPORTANT. Away, je gp»y landscapes, ye gardens of rosea, In j ou let the minions ol luxury ro> e. [Btrok that yonr miserable attic-he would teU you that I hid been improvident—that I had squan dered my money, and that now, in my mter helplessness, 1 must suffer the con- Kqnences of my folly. •‘Father, you accuse yourself wrong- _ . 1)v Yon have reared and educated a' jL'iiy of three, and for many years have tenderly for poor mother, even through all the varied stage* of eon- monition. The old actor’s daughter sat silent and thoughtful for:»time. She was revolv- to, in her mind scenes and incidents of w hich her father was entirely ignorant Let ns describe them. It was a jieriod three months previous to the foregoing conversation. The mother had just been laid in the cold pure, and the father was, as now, un- Jhle to leave his room. The wolf was hovering around their door, .and Marie, timid in action, but bravWin heart, had jemlved to assist the parent she loved so dearly. It was a bitter winters evening when jhe left her home for the pnrpoee. The riipp blast cut her to the very heart, as shed.ow her thin mantle around her. But she had read in the papers that girls wer> . wanted for the ballet at one of the theaters. They were to apply at the rtage door that morning, but she had been unable to leave her father’s aide at that time. She feared she would be too Ute; still she could but try. On reaching the stage door her heart almost failed her; but their home again me no before her, and she ventured to iccost the doorkeeper. -Want to see the stage manager, ehT ••Yes, sir, if you please." ••Better wait till tomorrow.' -I tried to come today, sir. Hut could not." "Indeed! Oh, here he comes; you can apply to him now." That functionary happened to be pass ing, and hearing the words understood their import at once. He turned a marching look upon the poor girl, and was about to pass on. But he caught light of her face in'the gaslight, and said: “Not bad looking if she is in rags. So you want an engagement ehf "Yes, sir, if you please,” replied Marie. "To play Lady Macbeth, I suppose?’ “No, sir; for the ballet.” "Oh! Ever been on the stage before?” '•Only as a child, sir.* “Ob, only as a child I Do you sing?” "Yes, sir—very well." “Very well, so you think; I might not. Do you „ nee?" "Yes, sir. Father was an actor, and he says I dance very weU." "Oh, then yon can come tomorrow and try it." “1 will be here, sir." "Bring your props with you." Poor Marie hesitated; and the mana ger, observing this, said: “Oh, perhaps yon don't know what I mean by props. Well, they are your feathers, jewels, ribbons, laces, tights, slippers, gloves, ud so on. Ws only furnish the body of your dress. The poor girl still hesitated, when the manager asked again. “Can’t yon fur nish your own props?*’ “I fear not at first, sir," was the timid reply. "Then we don’t want you.' The manager turned away, and Marie daggered toward the door, half blinded vith grief and disappointment. But ere •he had passed it a gentle hand -was laid npou her shoulder, and a sweet voice exclaimed, “My dear child, come and *ee me tomorrow as early as possible. Sere is my address." Uu i U Marie viewed the extended card and turned her eyee toward the speaker. She *as a brilliant creature, and the poor girl tried to stammer forth a reply, but could not. She left the theater and took her way homeward. She could not help thinking of the beautiful lady and her magnificent dress, sparkling with jewels. What could she want with her? Even bright picture* of the future rose before her vision, and these dulled the •hatpnees of her grief at the disappoint- ment she had met with. She did not tell her father what, she jiad done, or that she hud an engagement to mee* one the great ladies. the tbsater. On the next day Marie culled at the Ike® designated upon the card. Her was a lengthened one, but when •he emerged from the lady’s presence •he looked compamtivcly happy. Onec? theflrsttbtngfMane did after tctnrnirg home was to find the half fin ked play which her father was wri* 1 and alone in her own apartment •h® pasted much time over It' She was •*> from her home a great deal, during *hich time her father supposed her to "* at labor in the tailoring establiah- ®*®t where she occasionally fonnd tkmact. But if she became cheerful imniedi ately after her first visit .to tba tbeatri- *ai lady, it was'riot long after before nhe began to be thoughtfnl-i-tdien «ad. She ® eca ®e very pale, and-at the time the conversation between herself and father, lips to her father’s brow. She neia ms hand in her own for u moment, and tear drops fell upon it. ’Then she said: “Father, the darkest time is just be fore the dawn. Cheer up. I will re turn in a few hours, and tomorrow we will be richer than we are today." The daughter left that wretched home. But no sooner had she taken her depar ture than her father began to think of her last words. They were strange. What could they mean? What act did Marie contemplate? At first a suspicion swept across his mind-vague—but gradually assuming form. But as the thought pressed upon his brain it began to madden him, and for hours he tossed upon his bed of pain, calling for hiB child, praying for her safe return. ' . '* Midnight came and passed, and still Marie came not Several times had the old actor resolved to arise and go in search of her, but lie had not strength to do so, and as often would fall back upon his pillow, groaning in the agony of his soul. ~ Daylight same and still Marie had not arrived. But just as the sun began to throw its golden rays over the city, a carriage was heard to drive up before the actor’s house. He listened. He heard a footfall upon the stairs and he recogniz ed the footstep. In a moment after Marie burst into the room. She rushed to her father’s ride and, throwing her arms around him. she wept The old man did the same; but he ob served that Marie’s dress was now of rich material and. putting her away, he 'contemplated her for a moment with a mournful expression. Then he said in a ANOTHER GOOD LETTER. “You want to know how those marks What The Congressmen From Ceor-1 ca™ 6 *«»• do y° u? Weil < y° a "would gla Will Work For When They go to Washington—Some Sound Democracy. A STRANGE STRUGGLE, O stone walls. It was, however, compara tively free from brush, and 1 got along famously for a time. There were many rattlesnakes and centipedes along the old water course, but nothing more. guess a mighty long time before you would come near it. so IT1 spare you the trouble and tell you the story.” He held up his brown right hand as he spoke. Across the back of it were two livid lines* One of these lines Congressman H. G. Turner, of Quit- man, will go to Congress with his head I paa8ed ‘ inBid ; bis hand and wound around * eve |* . his little finger. This finger was twisted His head is usually lev*' 1 . and broken and bent backward. AH of the Congressmen interviewed np to the finKt . r nail extended the fiery, by the Banner up to date, as to what threadlike line. they conceive ***'•*«* most important j The second line was a deeper red, wider than the other, and from it other j colors, and it is mbre than in *r- ! eitinf. I Bea tles being well written and containing some valuable facts hith erto wrappi d up in partial mystery, the story is handsomely developed has some fine engravings of Miss Harden, John Howard Payne, Gen eral Harden and bis home, and old •‘Rob lfcnv ” tho nporo win* was ser- two ifciy, tue negro wno was ser vant to* John Howard Payne when course were getting lower, and at this | tumn breeze in beauty unsurpassed. I be H8ed to Y j 3 j t Athens, point 1 was not more than forty feet be-1 - * * * I ‘ * low the surface. As i turned a sharp Therj is one thought that is res bend, however, 1 came right up*against The woods were never prettier viyed {(t Athens by this publication Right I * re ‘ hi8 “■* »-1„d th.t U .bl.= What han become appeared as if the rock had recently ture has robed herself in more splen Q f t be original copy of “Home, Sweet rolled down to whs- it lay. | did aU ire than her fall fashion plates I Home m g iven by ft, author ' to hi8 filamentlike lines branched, covering the wrist with a network of scarlet tendrils. The main line could be seen to wind once around the wrist and then was lost up the speaker’s sleeve. “Well," he resumed, “you remember the excitement that followed the discov- sries of silver in Yucatan in 1877. The Indians had been bringing down small quantities of horn silver for some time arid selling it at Merida. Finally, one of the half breed merchants of that town got an Indian drunk and induced him to tell where they obtained the silver. They say" it was'one of the mines from which the Aztecs, or whatever race it was that built the cities, the ruins of which cover so many miles in that country, used to get the silver for their temples. At all events, the merchant came back with two burros laden with almost pure sil ver. He said that there was silver enough in sight at the mine to load a fleet of steamers. He told in a general way where the treasure mountain was, and started out with a pack train for more. One of his mules strayed back nearly a month later, but that was all that was ever heard of him. “I was one of the swarm of prospectors that started out to find the old mine. It had taken the merchant two weeks to “I thought that if l could climb over . , . . , - it I could continue on np the water ever have reached. This 8eem8 J 5j 0 uthein sweet-heart? course. So I started to climb. The however, to be in sympathy with the “holds™ mfhZ!d ^feet^and situalion of mankind * - The harvea ' 8 THE SPEAKuRSH.P. though it wsb slow, hard work and 11 this year in the Piedmont section of [ It is now pretty generally conceded often slipped back, at last I managed to Q eor gj a have been bounteous. The that tho race for Speakership of tihe surmount it and stood on top. To my intense surprise I found myself within a I fields are white with waving h eke ol National House of Representatives dozen feet of the floor of flie mesa, and cotton and the continued sunshine I lies mainly and praptioally solely just above me one arm of the giant cac-I • .... . .. |, „ „ . , ,, other mountain. °f splendid seasons is clacking open | between Mr Crisp and Mr. Mills HO. TURNER - trembling voice: ••Marie, my only child; 1 lfg i B i at ion for Congress, are a unit in your mother was a aoble Christian p ronounc j OK that legislation to be such woman. She would die before she would | __ .... . . Q knowingly commit a wrong action. She “ wl » «? th ® 8ec “ ri ?* of a redaC ' knows your struggles and temptations, li ° D of “»« iniquitous tariff, but will she approve of all your acts?’ Congressman Turner writes, as fol- “God and my sainted mother will I Iowa: both approve them!” exclaimed the girl Quitman, Ga., Oct. 30th, 1891. in so earnest and' deep a tone that it? I jjr. Remsen Crawford, really startled her father; and as she I Athens Ga. Srh ^ 1111668 “ ld My Dear Sir : Your’ letter of Sept “I believe you? Marie,” said the father, requesting an interview on the I one ever heard of. Mountains whose “and I trust yon will forgive me for har- subject of “important legislation before snowy tops were thousands of feet above boring a suspicion for a moment. But the coming congress,’’ reached ibis of an ^ J* 0 *. s j‘ de i f, h J e f ^. tall me what has happened." flee on the 23rd of Sept., when £ was on “I will, father. But you must promise the way to Baltimore. I regret tbtt jgjjjj At P i^ t we reached a vai- to advance to forgive me for aU that I now it ifJ ^ late comply with your ^pother ride of which wa£ bounded have done without consulting you. | r quegt| even if my other engagements, | by B separate chain of mountains. These. seemed perfectly companion said he had been on top of them. ..TOnnThrill to-, and the pressure of my preparations for from where we stood, to*^» midi in the morm«g pS£ borne (or the long sf “ ,0 “ 01 SStSSrif.JSj -Richii .( taxation and the _W»».hm..t| Th. of expenditures as the measures I nftme means . Table q( Me[j> , and of supreme^t importance. the Indians say it is covered with plants The tsri.fi" system may be compared that have the power of motion. Does it refer to your affairs?” “It explains all.” “Than let me hear it.” “Here is the extract, father: -A Don bus Triumph.—The new play pro duced at the theater last night proved to be tori 1 had seen from the Then I determined, instead of continu-1 each day innumerable bolls that may 1 Here in this part of the South the wSl 1 anclto^achThem^a.^where/ex 3 1 have been closed forever before ma- opinion is general from all the uc pected to find the diver mine. I turity by early, ruthless frosts Corn counts of the situation that Mr “The sandstone was soft and I had a ^ grown ripe on the stalk most Crisp stands the best chance. Some strong knife. Besides, at the edge I saw ■ some vines hanging over that looked plentifully and most of it has been body has said that the West will strong enough to bear my weight if 1 a t ored safely in the log cabin crib, give a ls.rge majority for Mills, lit it succeeded in reaching them. So I began ... , . to climb the walL The harvest has been bounteous and true ? “At last I grasped the hanging vines. I ihe hearts of men are happy. Na^ Inquiring closely into the matter it points* like™ pHy°p^ta?IcoSd tere rejoices, and men rejoice with will be>een there is not such enthusi- not let go without falling. I reached her. All the earth smiles radiantly, asm out there for Mills alter all. The my other hand higher and grasped an- * * * St. Louis Republic is for Mills, and other vine. * I “In an instant its tendrils were around And yet, it has, been spoken wise such sentiments as that paper ex- my wrist, other stems fell over the edge . tLese days of golden au'.umn are presses me about the only echo of of the cliff. They curled around my J J ° ^ I, , . . , „ , arms and waist like snakes. Then they “the saddest of the year.” This is I his strength from the Nortumea. 4a began to draw me np, and almost before l hd 8ea8(m |hftt malks lbe turning Recently the Chicago Herald spoke make his first trip, so we could calculate I realized it I was dragged over the edge . . as follows concerning Mr. Mills Aid of the chasm almost to the foot of the point of life The time, it is, when • a ^ memories of bright summer, like the Speakership. “The vines dragged me on, other | B It is n fact of some import that stems curled about my legs amd drew | sweet strains of some fond song Thomas B. Reed and other republi- ^^^^tlmtthelndi-xsto^ dying away on the calm of was no fable*"*5 Ugbt, haunt the mind with huger- | f * e Fi ^ R8econd Congress have wre4d 0 lcS?of lan^^rflyzed me for »ug, caressing regret. What inspires expressed a preference for Roger Q. an instant. The hand that had just the soul of man with mote melan-1 Mills, of Texas, touched the vines was being crushed in . , nleaaure than the solendid This reminds one of a rule of ac- the devilish tendons. My little finger cllol y pleasure tuau tue p uon, or inaction, laid down by an was broken'backward by the power of scene of an au'.umn sunset? How eminent politician of the republic, the vine. The pain brought ™etomy wk nv« ih« naat d&va First fin i out what your opponents senses, and I began to fight for my life. one ^ o P ^ j want you to do, and then—don’t do One hand" was free, and in it was my Q f summer searching for some jewel jt. Congressman Mills is a gentle- knife. 1 began to hack at the snakelike . ___ _ i 5 #> man of Idea and honorable ch&rao^ coils Of the devilish vegetable. As fast deed too treasure for the crew o hfe I le _ and a B Btalesman 0 f superior abil- bs I could cut away one running stem y aw one doea 6 jg b until a kind word j ty> But it doesn’t follow that, u:i- another wonld cod «oond «o. F.sht ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ gone J & citcuI?s ,onoo,. ho is the ' about what distance he had traveled. I had for a companion a Balize Indian hunter, who knew something of the in terior country. We traveled ten days through the wildest country that any one of the greatest eucce*oe=t of the season. Its [ to a crop in which we all bear the bur- 1 “ ‘Have yon ever been on the Chirinan- name—"The Frozen Heart" -La sensational: , , heat of day while the har- dassiV’ I asked. the entire play abounds In beautiful passages 1 ' , , , J •* ijj u qjuu has ever gone there and re- and atartungsituations." vest goes to one section of the country. “•TheFrozenHe^^repeatedtherfd An d;be the scale of expenditures ag- ^ yall actor, “why, that is the title of my nn- ^gating in the last congress over a thr0Qgh the roin8of R p. eat city built of finishep play. .. I thousand millions, the Immense reve- I ai m06 t transparent qnartz,.aud finally one. that do reach the treasury, are struck the traU he s^ke of. and two d T St own wJ breS on? at used to fertilize the same section. days later stood on. the top. On the and my own which was brought out at | ther efore, that the other ride was a narrow gulch, and be- £9 as I would, the vines was stronger, «S»l4l"«w! ISIS God’s asgslsl Surely | Thie shows how the wind is bloiv- on and on it dragged me. 1 , .. . „ | best man for presiding officer of the it crush and crumble beneath my heel. 11 if is in this season of the year that Lne k 1f d t°h^se ihite^'g^KhThadMiK Bod y and &°ul attended by Memory I ing a rou ad the great lakes. It may through my glass. The body, fearfully I and Hope, enjoy their saddest yet DO t be a Crisp wind, but surely it is shrunken and emaciated, lay there | _ . | _ , j m p e i tiie no wind calculated Mills. the theater last night, arid with such on- It is not strange, tnereiore, tnac me owier mu B w ^ Z232SL* I •«( “ l»P»-H,h«d »d ft. .0,er | g-a. *-- J er than we were, and we conld look The old man was stricken speechless I section is^enriched. for a moment, and then the tears started to his eyes. But it was only upon the examination of the liMuaiucript that he conld convince himself that such was really the fact. After this point was settled his daugh ter said, “Father, will yon hear more of the article?” “Yes, read.” “I will. Here it is: I am very respectfully, H. G. Turner. THE EDITORS WILL DO IT, down upon the Table of Dead Men. The i mesa on the other ride of the gulch seemed perfectly level, and as far as we conld judge was surrounded on all rides I They Will go to Macon to Fix up the by just such a precipice as we saw. The World’s .Falr.Matter. oonntry is all,sandstone, and the swift The State editors will go to Macon little rivers have nearly all worn deep channels for themselves. In many local- And the Macon people*will give them ^ea yon can walk a hundred miles, be - v- - _ • - . | . • a TLtI able to throw a stone into the river and arousing reception. Says the Macon y0tyou may dieof thirat . high and debutante did ^m%at-sw>- fltf tfgSg 1 •„ „ . . erect are those fearful watts. The Chi- eem. With regard to Marie, as she U The WOlid’S'Fair.OOOVention will be huandassi was covered with some low called”— I held in Macon this morifh. I vegetation and there were a few trees in “Marie, Marie!” repeated the eld man. The editor of every wide-awake and ^ d i 8ta nce. ‘Was it my Marie?’ public- spirited »wsi»perin the state g ih fl that travels’, said “Yes, dear father, your own poor child, will be jn Macon, the welcome and hon-1 Marie, is the one here spoken of. And ored^^tof Jbe I^ople of ^ of amnfled if my triumph brin^ me great joy, it w ^ devise way8 and me ans by whicli irednlity. and resumed rather angrily, aecansel can provide for.yon now ana Q eorj ,j a -the empire stateof the South,' ‘“Yon don’t believe it? I have seen repay yon, to some extent, for the love can besr be represented in Chicago at ft move. Look there? and tenderness yon have always bo- I the world's Fair. *‘I looked, the table was agitated, and itowed on me.” ' “The utate must be rtpresented,” said I look:ed bie tbe waves of the sea. The It is not a wonder that father and the convention last week, but a plan who j a 8 urface seemed to approach daughter both. wept. Bnt those tears was not ^and^the ^8® nearest ns. My hair rose for a *l£“th. b "S£,£ e - momoit.theo I. tarrt .ot l.twkb» ’It tion of representatives of the sections U only the wind toesmg the snakeweed, of the state, now say again that Geor- I I said. ■ •- gia must be represented in Chicago “ ‘But there is no wind here, at the World’s Fair. _ . “He spoke truly. The"air where we The executive committee has decided a tood was perfectly still. Yet, I ex- to ask the citizens of Macon to enter- _ bdnedi it might be a breeze engendered tain the visiting editors, and members . t ^ e na t ure 0 f the country, that did of the convention. For this purpose the ^ to Qnr ride I^ C rSll3S“g ^»“nC«d“he -so. no.;.he ated. -Th. India™ members will afk the people of Macon who have lived here for years know by popular subscription to raise a sum better. These flowers are devils. No of money sufficient to entertain the one who goes o*ir comes back from visiting members of the con- there.’ vention during their stay in Macon. “Two Indiana who loved bne woman It will be a grand thing for the city went tip on the Chihuandassi to battle, and a great thing for the state. | [j nmau eye s never again saw them alive. The gentlemen who form the com- ar0 t(dd tbat they fell victims to the mittee appointed 4 at the convention are members of the Fair and Exposi- _. ir of fflaBSes tion Company and as public spirited “I ha* « fir8t c ] a *f ^ citizens they know of no such word as me and I directed them to the plateau, fail- They will call on the people of I Half covered with the vine* ana creep- among the coiling, twisting vines. Near I theit sweetest communion, it was another. _. I * » * strng^led^ThesQ 1 tw^had 1 b^°nSughtI What has the summer brought?! Since the race has settled down in the toils of the awful monster like Wbat ^jl the future give ? Time between Mr. Crisp and Mr. Mills it m 'tiw« d i t ^ng e ^eak. The pressntS rolls on. Years pile upon years and is more than apparent that a South., about my limbs waa*unbearable. I had I agea , j e j d lo ag€S _ Maddened by ern man wi ^ be Speaker, and tha| cut myself badly in cutting the stran- ] . , . | man is Charles F. Crisp. gling bonds. I looked over the mesa the love of wealth, nationB-grow up 1 m t |> . with a wild hope of seeing some one or . q j uxury lo tot ter to decay. For- The Tilden will "come before eleven something to help me. judges, from first to last. Judge Law- “The mesa was all in motion. Tto getting that H « ’ Qf theNoW York , npreme cou rt mass, 1 “ The 8tnd y tor mankind 18 man ” -1 decided It was a good will. The gener- were of joy and gratitude for the bless ings bestowed upon them. Who would sriatch those blessings from the old actor and his child? Who would poison their delights and turn their now happy home into a place of sorrow?—Toronto Mail. L««fl Co&t* More, “Look here, thin is an outrage,” said a gentleman in a restaurant the other night where a table d’hote dinner is served for a dollar. “I only had half what you’ve got on the bill of fare here, and you’ve charged me twenty cents more than thongh-I had taken the whole dinner.” “Very true, air, bnt then you had yonr pick, and so yon are charged a la curt/Ce 1 * * J The diner didn’t see it.—New York Herald. BullHInx Activity. “Buildings are going np in this jar* of the city with-great rapidity, re marked the funny spectator as he stood on the oorner watching a burning bloo*. —Baltimore Amertoar like the ocean, and the waves were 1 men lush on, and on, irith no thought the j of aelf save selfleh,,. to get the pot snakeweed. .The fiendish plant had life Q f g G l d that lies hidden at the foot and motion and every fiber of it was straining to reach me. 1 knew that if I ot the fabulous rainbow of hfe. Oh, those advancing waves of black ever f or more 8ob er, sad antumn days ! reached me I was lost. I would be like I those shriveled bodies by the giant cac- Oh for a means of bringing mankind tus- , , . . _ . i „ . to a reckoning on earth, that they “I mads a final effort to escape. I conld hear the muscles crack and strain might I pulled. 1 cut the thickest stem that enveloped me. and for the fir.it tim. I Know^the^tW. truth-enough for man to since the struggle began was able to | Virtue alone is happiness hero below, make a step backward. But the fight was not over yet. A dozen smaller ten-. u ,,,. DPl D .„ wc .c cmiTHcnw drils, like so many whipcords; were tan-1 JOHN H WARD PAYNE S SOUTHERN al term of the supreme court, a mesne court with three judges, decided two to one againut it, Judge Van Brunt being against the will and Judge Daniels for it. Lastly, in the courtof appeals, four justices—Justice Brown, Halgbt, Bar ber and Chief Justice Follet—decide the will is void..and three—Justices Brad ley, Potter and Vaun—that; it is good. Snmming up, out of eleven judges, six havelbeen in for the will and fivs against it. SWEET-HEART. Macon this week. Almost a Fatal Wreck Atlanta,.Ga.,*Nov. 3.-[Special ]- An almost fatal jirssenger wreck €0- fceeribed in the’tet“part of this sketch! j c ired on the Western and Atlantic road place, she looked as if she could Kingston this morning about ve «»aure but little more, either of phyri- j o - c!0Ck . The Northbound passenger ^1 or mental exertion. train ran into an open switch and col father bad observed the iucreas-| ljed w j t h a freight train. Engineer Dave Barney and fireman Gostnat d both of the i a-sevger irems were badly injured, and the pa^seugors very rou*h shaking up. CARNESVILLB GULLINCS, Carnlbville, Ga., Nov. 3—[Spe cial ]—L. E. Green of Danielsville is in to-day on business T. B Parks and A. M. King made a businesa trip to Lavcntna today. »J B. McEntire of this place who travels for Slingiuff Disnei & Co. of Baltimore lost his samples in the Union depot fire atMacen. - J. W. Cannon of W. J. Johnson & town today , - TC ‘»iuer naa oDservea paleness of his cliild, and it had hiu> m,MJ b ijrtet But h<; had ^ ®°thing of the matter, for he did know how he was to remedy it. Hi befn Virmafnl hut ftlmflfi! been .hopeful, but now had almost up in despair. evening apjiroached poor Mtjie paler, but she upoke wordaof “Pe and comfort to her father, and that j^h-ut conld not but look upon her in ®> r ation as well as pity. hour came when business called iven a Both engines were demolished. It was a glorious day for an election though' wasn’t it? ere I conld see something white. There were two spots that might be skulls, ar 1 I thought i could trace the outlines of two tinman forms. They might hav* been rocks, and were doubtless whai originated the Indian legend. “An idea suddenly occurred to me that this story of certain death to who ever went np to that niountaiu top was a story of the Indians to prevent any one going there. “ ‘TO bet u horse,' said L ’that the mine is there, and I’m going to see.’ Well, to cut it short, 1 left him gled about ma, cutting into my flesh with a terrible power. I had kept my I i n the last issue of the New Eng . ^s t iSk“riSiv^ v coS i ':s..'tL' >*»<> «»g-“ w?*™ * ■»«* *»» So I cut and struggled backward. A eating sketch of John Howard Payne, final, slash, a j’ump, and I was over the ^ author of the never-dying melo edge and on the bowlder in the dry ,, creek. Bnt the demon’s arms followed dy, “ Home, Sweet Home,’ telling ot me. I knew that they would seize mo b ; 8 p[ ea8 i n g little romance w.th Miss again before 1 conld get down, so I ... , , , ,. , . dashed to the other side of the water Mary Harden, who lived and died in course and clambered np there. this city. The article is entitled “How I thanked God when I fonnd , nothing there but greasewood and cactus. .John Howard laynes Southern I saw the vines swing and sway over Sweet-heart.” Whether the Immoral poet-*..- again. The vines had receded, and if it. derer ever had a Northern sweet- had not been for my aching, swollen h an Ba3lern sweet-heart, the limbs I wonld have sworn it was all a I “ nightmare. Bnt there lay two driedont public has never been informed, bodies. While I lay there 1 recognised j f(jr th - g Iea80n maybe one is How tho Rothschilds are boused at Ferrieres, near Paris, may be judged by their fi re establishments, worth $4,- 000,000, needing the services of 150 peo- - pie. The stables contain 100 horses. When Loris Napoleon visited Ferrier.i the Rothschilds gave a grand breakfasi in his honor, the cost of whieh was oveir $300,000. ’ one of them. It was the half breed mer chant from Merida. The other was doubtless the Indian who betrayed the „or>r ®f the silver mine."—-San Fran co., Richmond, was among his friends. „ _ Rumor has it that one of Carnesville I tberCi an d w ith one mule started for the belles and a prominent drummer will chihuandassi. I calculated that 1 conld wed during the week. | Ret ammd i n three days, and told him AN Articlk on ‘ Atlanta.”—In the | t0 cam P there and "; lit fo f_ safe in* the conclusion that Mr, * . Payne, more faithtul and constant The State of Georgia collected Satur day $17,851. 07 of what has been consid ered a bad debt, a claim to that amount, against th€ old Citizens’ Bank. Thei bank had turned over that amount tq the old Western and Atlantic lessees, and the State, by a decision of its Su preme Court recovered it from the les“ sees. - . ' last issue of the New England Mags- -sty work getting down into the river zine there is an excellent article upon bed. but 1 did it before night, and had •‘Atlanta” from the pen of Rev. Leo- the satisfaction of camping on an olU nard I'baney. It is written iu a most trail that night. Early the next morn- charming style, is handsomely illustra- | ing l entered a fissure at the base of the ted,aud sets forth in bold relief the i one mountain. It was a dry water She yreused her marble^ooid I-at Eagan has got Uncle Sam into a prosperity of the Metropolis of the courae| not more than a dozen feet wide, peck ot trouble, so to speak. fcoutb. and wound around between high sand Careli ss Running.—The vestibule ttam on the K & D road is utterly reckless in its running. The other night Mr. T. M Ward went up to Lula to meet liis sister who was on the vrs- ttbule and intended going to Atlanta with her He bad the operator tele graph the vestibule to stop at Lula and was assured by him that it would stop When it came thundering aloDg it lush ed by like lightning aud he wes left all night in Lula. A nd later comes the re port that while running off tune the vestibule knocked a frelghi train off the bridge over the Dan river and kill ed three meu. than the average lover of to-day, had but one sweet-heart in his whole life= time. Everybody knows he had a Southern sweet-heart, and that she was none other than Miss Mary Harden. The story is an. old one, and is known by heart to the wend, just as the Bong be wrote, is known. But with the fine conception of mind and Horseflesh is the vogue in New York, judging from the prices fetched for boxes at the coming horse show in Madison Square Garden. Single boxes for six piople sold as high as $525 pre mium above the regular price, and the advance sa.es already amount to $34,- 000 The money comes out of the pock ets of the cream ol the town. Macon is going to have a convention of Georgia Editors to devise some plan whereby Georgia can be represented at the World’!. Fair. This is a move in the right direction. John L Sullivan is back in Boston C-. nd says he is glad to get back to bis the easy touch of graceful fingers, The news from Chili is exciting, but compared with the election exci’ement at home, Chili isn’t in it. Miss Laura Speer, the author of the sketch in question, has painted this Says the 1 . iL . doesn’t wai aad and yet pretty romance of the g UpT great verse writer anew in living tU rn justy and mama-land once more. He is the only one over here that’s glad, though. SI ston Herald : Sam £mall to be mixed up with