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ATHENS, GA„ TUESDAY MOTNI UAPFiL 19,1892.
LITTLE DUST.
8o used tho Homan Virgil
To hush the strife of bees.
Which hive with hive contended
Beneath his Mantuan trees;
They meet like human armies.
Like men they charge, they throat;
To quell the wa; you sprinkle
A handful of dry dust.
O fitful man’s emotion,
O chanceful holies and fears,
O tears that end in laughter.
O laughter worthiertears.
O stoi ,.ifuI, fateful tfflssions.
Ambition, hatred, lust—'
Hotv very still ye slumlier
Beneath how little dust.
—U. A. Chadwick in Bookman.
KOT A BAD DEAL.
The little volume of verses entitled
To Lalage” made quite a stir in the
terary world. One critic of note said
hat it was instinct with classic grace;
nother that it was infomied l»y the
rue spirit of Hellas; a third that it had
.whiff of Hyinettus; a fourth that it
ra-s hardly suitable for family reading;
nd. on the strength of all this lauda-
ion. “To Lalage” was a success, and
ever.il copies were bona tide sold to
omplote strangers. Imagine, then, the
litteriu-ss of heart with which Adrian
*otties, the gifted author, saw himself
inn polled to maintain strict anonymity,
ind to conceal from a world thirsting
i) know him that he was the "A. P.”
•vhose initials appeared in Old English
etters on the title page. Yet lie did
nit hesitate; for lie know that if his
mde. Mr. Thomas Pottles, of Claplfaui
'nmnion, discovered that lie wroteiiof
mly verses, which was bad, but atua-
nry verses, which was atrocious, his
mans of present livelihood and pros-
nicts of future aJUueiic.e*would vanish
nto tli'ii air.
For Mr. Pottles was a man of strict
,'iews, and whether one regarded this
world or the next there could he no
ijnestion that a bank clerk of evangel
ical connections committed a grave fault
in writing love poems. So poor Adrian
had to make up his mind to remain un
known, and to hold his tongue even
when he heard that another man had
been claiming the authorship of "To
Lalage." Luckily, jierliaps, he failed to
find out who this miscreant was, or prob
ably his indignation would have over
come his prudence, ami ho would at any
cost have claimed his own. The secret
was well kept, am! Adrian received the
usual check at Christmas lime, and with
it tlie usual invitation tospend the festive
si asnn with his uncle and to bring,with
him his young friend, Peter Allison, to
whom old Mr. Pottles had taken a great
fancy. Peter was a man of many en
gagements. hut, sought after as he was
and proclaimed himself to lie, he re
incinbered the good cheer at Mr. Pot
tles', and accepted I lie invitation. They
went down together, Adrian bewail
ing his hard fortune and denouncing
tho impostor, Peter warmly sympathiz
ing. hut counseling continued silence
and prudence.
"All. if 1 could only claim it!” cried
Adrian, opening his (Hadstone bag ami
gazing fondly at half a dozen neat, clean
copies of "To Lalage." "I should la
the lion of the seasoir, Peter.”
Peter smiled and shook his head. "A
fortune is better than faille, Adnau '
said he.
For a day or two all went well at
Clnphnm. The phi gentleman was in
llui best of temper, and the two young
men did their best to keep him in it, in-
lorsing all his views as to the lax moral
ly and disgraceful tone which pervaded
nodern literature and modern society,
ii|d when they bad done their duty in
his way they rewarded .themselves by
;oing in next floor and having tea with
Jn-a (Jhatterton. a young lady whom
hey both thought charming.
Indeed, Adrian thought, her so eliarm-
ng that a’;er a short acquaintance lio
cut her a copy of "To Lalage,” with the
uthor's kind regards. Now. Miss Dora
hnitorton adored genius. She had-
-sought both Adrian and Peter very
leasaut young tnen; she had jierceived
)at they both thought her a very plms-
it young woman, and she had been
it her puzzled to know which of them
ie would, in a certain event, make up
>r mind to prefer. “To Lalage” set-
id the question. It was the gifted
ithor. A. P., who deserved her love,
id A. P. obviously stood, not for Peter
bison. but for Adrian Pottles,
The very next morning she called early
Mr. Pottles’. She found him alone,
te boys, he explained, had gone for a
ilk. Dora was disappointed; but, fail-
? the author himself, she was content
pour her praises into the ears of an
prociativo and proud uncle. She did
expressing immense admiration for
Irian's modesty in not having told Mr.
'.ties of his achievement.
‘Humph!” said Mr. Pottles; “let me
i these— er—things.”
Hie effect of “To Lalage” on Mr. Pot-
s was surprising, ami- particularly so
Dora. In less than ten minutes she
nd herself being shown the door and
rusted with a letter to her mother in
udi Mr. Pottles stated that she had
•' reading wicked books and ought in
opinion to be sent to her own room
an indefinite period.
And l shall know if yon don't give it
ier." said Mr. Pottles viciously.
it happened that Adrian and
or. as they were returning, met poor
a on the steps with this horrid note
ue hand and her pocket handkerchief
lie other; for Mrs. (Jhatterton shared
Bottles' views and Dora did not en-
having to deliver the note. They
e just hastening up to speak to her,
11 Mr. Pottles himself appeared on
steps holding out “To Lalage” in
uuul. Adrian grasped the situation.
!or heaven’s sake, Peter,” he whis-
d. "say you wrote the beastly thing;
ruined if you don’t.”
j 1 ;- But lie’ll kick me out."
>1 stand a pony.” ,
'vo.” said Peter firmly.
'oil, two; but be quick.”
>en Peter spoke up like a man
ptod the blame of “To Lalage.”
'«t jour initials aren’t
** Mr. Pottles.
To avoid suspicion I
mine is P. A.
said A
• “pack Mr.
tt Dm
, taost admiring glance'as she murmured
| Boftly to Adrian: ‘‘They’re lovely! Oh,
| don’t yon wish you conld write verses,
Mr. Pottles?"
Adrian started. He had not bargained
for this, but Peter had overheard and
i interposed.
I “I am more than consoled by your ap-
! proval, Miss Cbatterton." Mr. Pottles
called to Adrian, aqd he had to go in,
leaving Dora and Peter in cloke conver
sation, and to assure his uncle solemnly
that he bad been entirely disappointed
and deceived its Peter, and, worse still,
in Dora, and that he never wished to
see either of them again. Mr. Pottles
shook him by the baud and forgave him.
Adrian passed u wretched week. In
several newspapers he saw it openly
stated that Peter now admitted he was
the author of “To Lalage.” Peter wrote
that the fifty pbnmls was most conve
nient, and that he had had a most
charming letter from Dora, and that all
the literary world was paying him most
ilattering attentions. Adrian ground
his teeth, hut be had to write back
thanking Peter Jor all his kindness.
Mean While Mr. Pottles grew^ restless.
Every pajier he took up was full of the
praises of “To Lalage." The author
was Incoming famous, and Mr. Pottles
ts-gaii to doubt whether lie had done
well to dn!» him forth with contumely.
“Adrian,” he said suddenly one morn
ing. “I don’t know that 1 did justice to
young Allison. 1 shall have another
look at that book. I shall order it at
Smith’s.”
“1—I happen to nave a copy,” said
Adrian timidly.
“Get it,” said Mr. Pottles. Mr. Pot
ties reatJ.it—first with a deep frown, then
with u judicial air, tbqn with u suiile,
last ly with a chuckle *
“Ask him to dinner,” he said. “Oh,
and, Adrian, we’ll have theCbattertons.
1 wish you could do something to get
your name up, my hoy.”'
“You like it, illicit*
“Yes, anil ! like'tho manly way he
owned to It. If he had prevaricated
alsmt it I’d never have forgiven him.”
After this Adrian did not dare to con-
less. It was too hail, ilere were both
his uncle and Dora admiring Peter for
his |m mins and crediting Peter with can
dor and courage. Hu was to lose both
fame and Dora! It was certainly too
much. A sudden thought struck him.
He went to town, called on Peter, and,
as the police reports say, “made a com
munication” to him.
“It makes me look a ttcoiindvell” ob
jected Peter.
“Two hundred—at sis months,” sng
gested Adrian.
“And she is a nica girl— No, I'm
dashed”——
“A monkey at three!” cried Adrian.
“Done!” said Peter.
Tt was a ssid tale of depravity on one
side anil of self sacrificing friendship on
the other that Mr. Pottles and Dora
(Jh.-i'iterton listened to that evening.
“He hud uuule,” said Adrian sadly,
“a delilierate attempt to rob me of my
fame before, and lie repeated it.. And
yet, uncle, an old friend l my hood’s
companion—how could 1 betray him?
HORA FUGIT.
Tho fleeting hours, with rapid tread.
Make dust which, like a heavy mist.
Enshrouds tho past; shades of the dead
Peer through, to tear its folds entwist.
Uncertain hands then fade and fall.
Time’s dust, their sad funereal pall.
Sifts slowly down and buries all.
—Robert Murray Parmelee in Homemaker.
T
THE LOST SPOONS.
The parish of Bathgate, in Linlithgow
shire, ought to be reckoned among the
\ I
body thought of Geordy Wilson. He I
had not been spied from the hay field; :
bis circuits were wide; his visits to any |
house were not frequent; and if he ■
avoided Widow Simpson's from the day '
of her loss, it was believed Geordy I
knew that neither her temper nor her
liberality wonld be improved by that
circumstance.
Lost the spoons were beyond a doubt,
and the widow bade fair to lose her
senses. The rich relation came at his
appointed time, and had such a tea that
he vowed never again to trust himself
SYMPATHY.
They came to me and gently said,
“Your neighbor’s little one lies dead;"
I answered not, but closer pressed
My own wee one unto my breast.
classic spots of Scotland, inasmuch as-it iti the Jionse of his entertainer. But the
formed part of the dowry which Robert search went on; rabbits’ boles were
the Bruce bestowed on his eldest daugh
ter, Margery, when she married Walter,
the high steward of Scotland, and thus
became tlie progenitrix of the royal and
unlucky honse of Stuart. Lying mid
way between Edinburgh and Glasgow,
those rival queens of the east and west,
but out of tho common track of traffic
and travel, it has lieen for ages a pas
toral/parish of small and rather back
ward farms.
Of'* late years coal has lieen found
there, and steam and trade, which hid
fair to leave the world no rustic corner,
are rapidly turning it into a mining dis
trict which nobody thonght of aliont
tho time of the-general peace, when.
Bathgate lived on its owu oats ami bar-
:y, wore its own hodden gray and had
but. two subjects of interest—tho com
market anil t he.kirk session. Among its
peaceable and Industrious population
there was one dame who, though neither
the wealthiest, nor the best born, stood
in her own esteMnr above all but the
laird and the minister, and her style and
title was Widow- Simpson. This lady
yalned herself, not on the farm left her
by tlie gbrnTmari who had departed this
life some sevei> years before the com
mencement of mn\ptory, for its acres
were few anil they edSsjsted of half re-
ilaimcd moorland: not ikj her grown np
son Rubin, though he wif% counted
likely and sensible lad; not on-jier own
thrifty honskeeping, though it* .was
known to be on tho “tight screw” pri.
ciple; but on the possession of a dozen
silver teaspoons.
Her account of them was that they
had belonged to the young chevalier,
and had lieen liestowcil upon her grand-
1 stood by
was weak, but I could not.
and let him deceive yon.”
“You’re a noble fellow.”said Ml. Pot.
ties in tones of emotion.
“Indeed’ yes,” said Dora, with an
alluring glance.
“There, let ns say no more aliout it,'
pursued Adrian magnanimously,
have my reward,” and, ho returned Do
ra’s glance liehind Mr. Pottles’ broad
back.
The next time ho met Peter lio said
’1 am really immensely indebted to you
old fellow.’ My uncle has come do vu
handsome, and if tho monkey now wouh
be conv
“By Gad, yes!” said Peter He took it
in crisp notes and carefully pocketed
them.
“And is Miss Dora kind?” he asked.
"She’s an angel.”
“And yon are generally prosperous!”
•‘Thanks to yon. my dear old friend.”
"Then,” said Peter, producing a piece
of paper from his pocket, “you might
persuade your publishers to withdraw
this beastly thing.” It was a writ, and
it claimed an injunction to restrain Pe
ter from claimiug the authorship of “To
Lalage.”
“Then you’ve been publicly claiming
it?”
“1 had to keep np the illusion, Adrian,
Do me justice.”
“But,” said Adrian, “how, Peter, does
it happen that the writ is dated the day
before we went to Clapham?”
He paused. Peter grinned uneasily
A light broke in on Adrian.
“Why,” he exclaimed, “you’re the
villain who”
"Exactly. Wonderfully provident of
me, wasn’t it? What, you’re nor going?”
“Never let me see your face again!’
said Adrian. have done with yon.’
He rnshed out. Peter whistled gently
and said to. himself: “Not a bad deal.
He must stop the action, oq the old man
will twig.”
Then he whistled again and added:
“Glad 1 got it in notes. He’d have
stopped a check.”
A third time he whistled and chuckled
and said: “Now 1 wonder if old Adrian
will make 880 o«t of HI Not a bad deal,
Peter, my boy.”—St. James Budget.
I laid him down, my eyes grew dim,
Amf once again I bent o’er him:
Then out 1 softly, quickly stole
The other mother to console.
1 clasped her hand and tried—but no,
1 could not say 'twas better so;
1 conld not say. dear heart, resign—
O Father, what if it were mine!
—Kathleen Kavanagh In New Orleans Pica
yune.
THE SMUGGLER.
looked into for the missing silver and-
active boys were bribed to turn out mag
pies’ nests. Wells and barns in the
neighborhood were explored. The criers
of tho three nearest parishes were em
ployed to proclaim the logs; it was regu
larly advertised at kirkgate and market
place, and Mrs. Simpson-'began to talk
of getting a search warrAt for the beg
gar's meal pouch. Bathgage was alarmed
Ihrough all its borders
spoons: but when almo^
worn away and nothing i
of them, the widow’s sm
from beggars, barns ai
light on poor Nancy,
scouring the spoons, and bad left the
house last: silver could not leave tho
table without hands.
It was true that Nancy had always
borne an 'unquestioned character, but
such spoons were hot to be met with
♦very day, and Mrs. Simpson was deter
mined to have them back in her stock-
In 1834, when I was yet a youngster |
before the mast, I took a trip to Tam
pico in a little trading schooner called
The Ella, commanded by a jolly skipper
from Florida, one Nat Martin, a dark I
skinned Spanish creole, who, “for ]
be smuggled was passed into the boats,
the “patron” who had made the purchase
counted out the pay in doubloons, the
canpes pushed off and soon vanished up
the river. In a few moments our hatches
were replaced, the dock cleared np as be
fore and the crew retired to their berths
with orders to be sound asleep and not
to wake np on any account
All this was scarcely arranged, when
the dash of oars coming hastily np the
river was heard, and in another moment
an armed boat from the gnarda costa
was alongside. At the first sound of the
approaching -boat Captain Martin had
laid down where he first pretended to
go to Bleep and he was now snoring
louder than ever. Even the curses.
ONE DOLLAR A YEA
TABLEAUX V1VANT-
TH E-LA DIES OF THE INDUSTRIAL
HOME AT WOK#
ON AN EXHIBITION
TC^be Presented at’the Opera Houae
Next Friday Night— Every Cltl-
zen Should Lend a Help
ing hand.
The Ladies of the Industrial Home
are never idle. They are always work- -
many, loud and deep, of the Mexicans I ing for the best interest of their iusti-
failed to arouse him from his deep slum- j
her.
The officer who had been thrown over
board, still dripping from his involun
tary bath, rnshed aft and with no gen-
short,” was always called by his friends I tie means tried to arouse the sleeper.
oncerning the
a month had
(raid be heard
keions turned
fl magpies to
She had been
“Nig.” The schooner generally carried
out her dry goods and provisions on her
owner’s account, but 1 always had an
idea that she “tonued” more than her
register made her responsible for.
We were only nine days on onr run
from New York out to the month of
Tampico river, and about noon on the
tenth day we stretched in over the bar
with a leading wind that wonld easily
have carried us with a flowing sheet up
to the town, which was nearly twelve
miles above; hut, for reasons best known
to himself, the captain anchored as soon
as we passed the fort and ronnded Point
At last he yawned and scratched his
head and coolly asked what was the
matter and what was wanted. Then
came a scene!
All the Mexicans, cursing and swear
ing and threatening and carradooing at
once, pointing to the officer who had
been taking a midnight swim all alone
to himself, who. with a voice louder
than all the rest, swore that he would
have drowned if St. Antonio hadn't
made the sentinel hear his'voice aboard
the guarda costa and caused them to
send him a boat.
The captain conld not be made to nn-
ing. After sundry hiutf of increasing of its guns.
Tampiqp, just above and out of the teeth I derstand what was the matter, and when
breadth to Robin, who arald not help
thinking his mother trffcs losing her
judgment, she one day " plumped the |
charge, to the utter astonishment and
dismay of the poor girl,* whose anxiety I
in the search had been inferior only to
her own. Though poor apd an orphan,
Nancy had some honest pride; she im-1
mediately turned out the whole contents
of her List (box), unstrung her pocket
iu Mrs. Simpson's presence and ran with |
tears in her eyes to tell the minister.
As ^as then common in the country I
parishes’ c\f Scotland, difficulties and dis
putes whiefi~ might have employed the
writers and puzzled the magistrates were
referred to his arbitration, and thns law-
The revenue boat from the gnarda
costa came on board before our sails
were furled, and the custom house offi
cers overhauled our papers and manifest
They seemed a little suspicions, and one
of the officers was left on board to
>vatch ns, while the rest went on board
their own craft, which lay nearly half a
mile farther down the river, under the
guns of the fort.
As soon as dinner was ready the cap
tain invited the revenue officer down in
the cabin to dine with him, and as they
he was charged with having thrown the
revenue officer overboard and with hav
ing .smuggled boats alongside, he raised
his hands in holy horror toward the stars
and indignantly replied:
‘It’s all a contrived lie. Why,” said
he to the other officers of the gnarda
costa, “that gentleman dined with me.
we drank pretty freely, and then came
up from the cabin, when both of ns lay
down here to sleep. I did not wake np
until now; he must have been dreaming
and have fallen overboard in his sleep!
You all saw that I was sound asleep
tution and through it for the best inter-
ests of Athens.
And now they are at work on a moat $3
lovely exhibition to be
given at the Opera Honse
next Friday night, the proceeds to go
towaids the building fund of the Home.
The exhibition will bo known as
“Tableaux Vivant” or moving tab
leaux. Misses Blanche Lipscomb and
Jennie Smith are engsg.d in preparing
the tableaux. •
Miss Lipscomb will recite the de
scriptions of the different tableaux,
while Miss Smith will do all the artis
tic work and arrangement.
There will be four tableaux, and each
one will have four or flye scenes.
The first tableau will be “The Chief
tain’s Daughter.” The si cond will be
“Scenes of the Confederacy,” during
which time Confederate airs will be
suug and the orchestra wiil play Dixie.
The third tableau will be a real piece' of
art, “Cleoj atra.” The most beautiful
young lady will appear in this tableau.
Dr. Campbell and his efficient or
chestra will furnish the mnsje. The
orchestra is made up of Messrs. T. ~A. -
Burke, A. L. Hull, Marion Hull
and J. P. Campbell.
fathfir in return for entertaining that suits or scandal prevented. The minis
laimant to the British crown on his
inarch from Oullodel*—in proof of which
she was accustomed to point out a half
obliterated crest anil the initials C. S.,
with which they were marked. Th
widow’s neighbors, however, had a dif
ferent, tale regarding their coming into
tlie family. It wjis to the effect that her
grandfather, who kept a small inn some
where in Fife, hail bought them from an
ill doing laird for three gallons of High
land whiskey, and liestowedlUiem on bis
griuidanghtev its the one of his family
most likely tpiipM fast to such an im
portant. acquisition.
In the family resided in the capacity
of “help” one Nancy Campbell, a girl
about nineteen, who w:is suspected of
having taken a fancy to Robin, who re
ciprocated the sentiment. Nothing, how
ever, would soften the heart of tli»
widow as regards a match, until at las’
the following event, occurred and caused
fier to give way; About, the haymaking
time a distant, and comparatively rich
t elation was expected to call and take
tea one evening on his way from Lin
lithgow. It was not. often that this su
perior relative honored her honse with
visit, and Mrs. Simpson, determined
that nothing should lie wanting to his
entertainment, brought out tho treas
nred spoons early in the forenoon, with
many injunctions to Nancy touching the
care she should take iu brightening
them np.
While this operation was being con
ducted in the kitchen, in the midst of
one of those uncertain days which vary
the northern June, a sudden darkening
of the sky announced the approach of
heavy rain. Tlie hay was dry and ready
for housing. Robiu and two farm men
Were busy gathering it in; but the great
ter had heard—as who in Bathgate had
not—of Mrs. Simpson’s loss. Like the
rest of the parish, he thonght it rather
strange: but Nancy Campbell was one
of the most serious and exemplary girls
in his congregation, and he conld not
believe that the charge preferred against
her was true. Yet the peculiarities of
the case demanded investigation.
\Vith some difficulty the minister per
suaded Nancy to return to her mistress,
bearing a message to the effect that he
and two of his elders who happened to
reside iu the neighborhood would come
over the following evening, hear what
_ The admission prior will be fifty cents
went below the former winked Ins large when yon came aboard fiow■theni could and the exhibition will Xfford pleasure
laughing blue eyes at the mate, and 11 1 have thrown him overboard? The idea L n. „„,„n
knew well there was fun in the wind. I is absurd, nonsensical, the whole story
As soon as the captain and Mexican I improbable—yes, impossible—see, my
had got below, the mate sipped into tho I hatches are all battened down, just as I Monday night at eight o’clock
small boat and sculled ashore. In the I they were when yon were on board I The entertainment wi'l be a great
meantime, 1 could tell by the lively I when 1 came in from sea today; noth-1 success.
Yoioes in the cabin that the officer and | ing has been moved: my crew are all
captain were getting along very well to-1 asleep. He must have been dreaming
gether, and once in awhile the tinkle of I and while he dreamed of smugglers and
meeting glasses and a jolly song spoke I the like of -such he mnst have fallen
of a “spirit potential” that was .playing I overboard. He knows very well that he
upon tlie hearts and senses of both par (‘-was ‘as drunk as a lord.’ ”
ties. I THe-stpry of the captain was well con-
At last, a little after dark, with a real I ceived, and ttrfd yrith better effect among
Havana in each of their mouths, they I all the revenue officers, save-the victim
came on deck, the skipper and th' I himself, who called upon every’saint in
watcher. Both were decidedly and 1 the calendar to come down and swear 1
equivocally drunk, if one might judge I that his story was true. But the perfect
from their walk and conversation; but 11 order and quietude of onr vessel; the
Mbdv people who ptlile themselves on
their blue blood would be fur liuppieit;.-.-^.
with pure blood; biff, wtiiie we cannot"”*”' 0
ch M>8e our unceaiors, fortunately, by the
use of AyeiV Sarsaprillu, we cuu transmit
pure blood to our posterity.
THE JURORS DRAWN
For the October Term of Clarke Su-
parlor Court.
_ s turday . Superior court took a re-
conld be said on both sides, and if pos- conld see at a single glance that the cap-1 crew all sound asleep; the hatches all | 0 ,. g8 unti i MomiW morning, when fchd
sible clear up the mystery. The widow | tain was shamming, although the “spir- | battened down, just as they were in the ortn i na i d oc k*-t wilF^^tiken up The
was well pleased to have the minister
and his elders come to inquire after her
ouoons. She put on her best mutch
1 nat is to say, cap—prepared her best
speeches anil enlisted some of the most
serious and reliable of her neighbors to
assist in the investigation.
Early in the evening of the following
day—when the summer snn was wear
ing low and the field work was over—
(hey were all assembled in the clean
spoured kitchen, the ministers, elders
gnd neighbors, soberly listening to Mrs.
Simpson’s testimony touching her lost
silver, Nancy, Robin and the farm men
sitting by until their turn came; when
the door, which had been left half open
to admit the breeze—for the evening
was sultry—waS quietly pushed aside
and in slid Geordy Wilson, with his
usual accompaniments of staff and wal
let.
itual reality” was visible in the Mexi-1 morning: the honest indignation of our i „ . . ... n
can. He seemed, however, to retain I sleepy captain, and the acknowledg- | ^ rra,) “ and Traverse juroiu-. __
some notions of his duty and to know I merit of the victim that he had been
that, as night was over ns, if*we intended
to smuggle it was necessary for him to |
keep his eyes open. So he seated him
self on the taffrail with an air of drunken
dignity, and as he hummed a Spanish
barcaarolle, kept watch over the move
ments of the crew about the deck, glanc
ing uuw and then up and down the still
river.
As the night advanced I saw that Cap-1
tain Martin began to look uneasy and I
anxious, although he pretended to bo
even more drunk than his guest and |
»py-
At last, when it was near midnight ,
the Mexican became less frequent in his I
snatches of song, and the “liquor drowse”
seemed to be coming over hiili.
Captain Martin now lay down beside I
very drunk, compared badly with his
own story, and the yarn of Captain Mar
tin was believed. The soaked official
was taken back to his own vessel, to be
tried and punished for sleeping on his
watch, while another officer was left iii
his place to keep us from smuggling
When daylight came we weighed an
chor and sailed up to the town, where
we honestly discharged the cargo per
manifest, paying honorably all charges
and duties thereon.—Ned Buntline in
New York News.
drops began to fall while a considerable I only came to speak about your spoons.’
The Way to Save.
The way to get rich is to save money
by regular system,” said the president
of a savings bank to the writer. “One
of onr depositors early in the existence
There’s nae room for ye here. Geor-1 the Mexican and pretended to fall into a I of this institution was a newsboy. He
dy,” said the widow; “we’re on weighty sound sleep, attesting the same by along. I sold papers on Pennsylvania avenue,
business.” loud and regular snoring. This threw 1 Every day he came in and deposited
Weel, mem,” said Geordy, turning I the Mexican completely off his guard. I twenty-five cents. He never missed a
to depart, “it’s of nae consequence. 11 and wrapping hie watch coat closer | day when the bank was open, and after
portion yet remained in the field, and,
with the instiqct of crop preservation,
forth rnshed the widow, followed by
Nancy, leaving the spoons half scoured
on the kitchen table. In her rapid exit
the girl had forgotten to latch the door.
The weasel and the kite were the only
depredators known abopt jlie moorland
farm; but w„hilo they were all occupied
iu the hay field, who should come that
way but Geordy Wilson.
Well, the kitchen door was open, and
Geordy stepped in. He banged the
settle with his staff, he coughed, he
fiemmed, he saluted the cat, which sat
Hae ye heard o’ them?” cried Mrs.
Simpson, bouncing from her seat.
“I conldna miss beein blessed wi’ the
precious gift of hearin, and, what’s bet
ter, I saw them,” said Geordy.
“Saw them, Geordy? Whar are they?
and here’s a whole shillin for ye,” and
Mrs. Simpson’s purse, or rather an old
glove used for that purpose, was instant
ly produced.
“Weel,” said Geordy, “I slipped in ae
day, and seein the siller unguarded 1
thonght some ill guided body might
covet it, and jist laid it by, I may say,
amang the leaves o’ that Bible, thinkin
around him he followed Buit, and then
the twain seemed to he trying which
conld snore the loudest.
When the Senor Mexicans had got
fairly under headway the captain arose
lightly from the deck, and passing for
ward took the lantern from the binnacle
and held it for a minute over the bows.
Presently I saw several dark objects
coming out from under the shadow of
the land, and in a few moments more
six large native canoes were alongside
of ns.
In the first one that boarded ns was
awhile he had accumulated over a thou
sand dollars. . He drew ont the cash and
bought a piece of land with it. Now he
is a well to do.citizen.
The difficult thing with most people
is to make the first start in saving. Af
ter one has got together a few dollars in
a reserve fond an appetite for accumu
lation is acquired. It becomes an object
in life to put something aside, which rep
resents an insurance against misfortune.
People in this country are not much
given to saving compared to Europeans.
They usually live np to the last penny
the mate and a merchant, -whom I well I of their incomes er just a little beyond,
knew to belong to one of the first houses I This .is certainly very unfortunate, in
S lurring on the window seat, and at yon would be sure to see the spoons in Tampico. The boat came noiselessly case of loss of employment suffering for
engtli discovered there was nobody | when you went to read.” j alongside and their crew crept stealthily j the wage earner Mid his family is apt to
within.
Neither meal nor penny was I Before Geordy had finished his revela-
to be expected that day; the rain was I tion Nancy Campbell had brought down
growing heavier, some of the hay must I the proudly displayed but never opened
be wet, and Mrs. Simpson would return j Bible, and iuterspersed between its
in bad humor. But two objects power-1 leaves lay the dozen of long sought
fully arrested Geordy’s attention; one I spoons.
was the broth pot.boiling on the fire and | The minister of Bathgate conld scarce-
Lengtb of a French Horn.
If the orchestra French horns were
straightened ont they" wonld be seven
teen feet long, Thq convolutions of the
horn and the many turns of the trumpet
are all the fruit of necessity; they could
not be manipulated to produce the tones
asked of them if they were not bent and
curved.—Boston Advertiser.
A Cheap and Good Cement.
Dissolve a little gum arabic in a little
•water so that it is rather thick; pnt
enough plaster of paris into this to make
a thick paste. Cement broken pieces of
china together, and in half an hour they
cannot be broken in the same place.
Hot water seems to make it more firm.—
New York Journal.
Du not i o t aveline witLout a bottle of
ration Oil. It cures a bruise at once.
man adveriis'8 for a boy to
with a r> Ji -eDCes.’’ Ov-
nt-iallv obaiu references,
n tiu'li'utiy testify to me
ii’our ]0W r of Dr. Bull’s Coujh
Hkn woofiiosucl'
on board. Without a sound the hatches
were raised and package after package
of rich dry goods was passed np from
the hold and over the side into the boats
by the tawny, half naked rascals.
The boats were
when 1, who had been
follow.”—Washington Star.
Horseshoes Without Nails.
The tests that have been made by a
streetcar company .of Paris of a new
tober term were drawn, and are'if f°l“
lows: ■*■
GRAND JURY
W. J. Russell, sr., Harvey Archer, S, -
P Keauey. J. F. O’Kelley, G. H. Psl- . *
mer, G. P. Brigbtwell, J. E- Brad ,err.v f
M. G. Miehael, T. Fleming, G H. Yan
cey, L D. Sledge,E I. Smith, WCO r,
C. W. Baldwin, J. Y. Carithrrs, A J.
Wag??, J H. Carlton, J. W Woods J.
S King, B. J Porterfield, S I). Mitch
ell, V. W. Skiff; J. W. Bo igson, David
Gann, William Doctson, James Caniak,
J. S.-McLeroy, Julius Cohen, W P.
Black and W. D. Griffe’b. • *.
TRAVERSE JURORS—1ST WEEK
F. G Umbwb, H L. G.nebold, J. P.
Fears, Otto Krasse.t, B-tker Daniel, J
G. Evans, E E. Jjnes, Fred
Moseman, S. E. _ Hamil|pn,
N. J. Strickland, J. B. Wier, W. -A'
Jester, J. P. Billing!, F. B. Lucas M.
H. Shepherd, R. S. Cil-man, W. P.
Dorsey, T. B. Wooten, T, C. Pnryear,
E. S Cbeathim, W. J. Whitehead, A.
S. Jones, J. R. Hale, J. A. Pitaer, J. A.
Smith, H. T. Huggins, Wiley Childers,
J.T. Thornton, Willyim Tolbeit, W,
T. Witcher, T. A. Pauell, D.ck Giles,
R K. Pridgaon, J. H. Hull, W. A.
Burfies, andR. G. Daniel.
TRAVERSE JURORS—2ND. WE’K,
E L. Johnson, J. B. Mattox, G. H.
Williamson, E.S. Edge, J. L. Franklin,
M. A. Daniel, G. W. Williams, F. A.
WillbankP, A. T. Vonderau, Richatd
Ford, W. X. Lser, R.
N. Snead, R. P- Eberha t,
R. E. Kirkpatrick, J. H. Towns, D. M.
Aaron, A M. Lester, Joe Eidson, A T,
Hale, J. T. Frierson, R. A. La vender, J.
M. Yarborough, J.T. Tolbert, David
nearly all loaded 1 form of nailless horseshoes have been so I Cook, Hiram Peeler, S. Hirschfield, J*
en placed to keen I successful that the company has decided I H. Bugg, J. T. Jones, H. H. Crawford,
I - - - ■ * - AVI. a > __*< _ _ aL* I T TV llfllliAMn A Invnnilnw IT all T T?.
was mu uruui i»ut. uuiuurU4 mu muouu uiciuiuiowi w doiu^owwiuudloiw w i 5. * , . - 1 _ _ » • • M . . tt:h t t?’
the other the silver sdoons scattered on I ly command his gravity while admon- watch over the sleeping revenue officer, “ employ this shoe exclusively m the J.D. WilUams, Alexander Hill, J. E.
■ _ I _ _ . .. ., 1 1 1 I • ^ 1 r •* I fntriro Tho notv anno ia mono of Roa. I Ilf. 11 ~ n TXT tT W II Phoalov
future. The new shoe is made of Bes
semer steel, and in appearance is similar J
> the ordinary iron shoe, except that it
has a bent !»ver that attaches itself half I
way np the rear of the hoof without, in I
the table. Bending over the former ishing Geordy on the trouble and vex- I saw him open his eyes, and before 11 fa
Geordy took a considerable sniff, gave I ation his trick had caused. The as- I conld move or speak he*saw and com-1
the ingredients a stir with the pot stick, I sembled neighbors langhed outright prehended all that was going on. Spring-1 to
and muttered “Very thin.” His pro- when the daft man, pocketing the I ing to hivfeet he shouted:
ceeding with regard to the latter mnst I widow’s shilling, which he had clutched I “Guarda costa—contrabandista!” .
remain nnmentioned; but half an hour in the early part of his discourse, as- One bound from where he stood by any way compressing it.
after when he was safely ensconced in I snred them all that he kenned Mrs. I the main hatchway to the taffrail and A clamp incloses the hoof, parting the
a farmhouse a mile off and the family Simpson read her Bible so often the our captain was by the side of the officer two heels of the shoe; and is supported
had been driven within doors by tho in- spoons would be certain to turn np. with, his brawny hands encircling the on the top of the lever, which wholly
creasing storm, they found everything I Geordy got many a basin of broth and windpipe from which proceeded so much I sustains it, and thereby prevents com
as it had been left—tiie broth on the many a luncheon of bread and cheese on noise. . V I pression of any part of the hoof. The
fire, the cat on the window seat, the account of that transaction, with which | T he Mexican tried to draw his sword, | shoe is also fitted with three small in
Walls, C. W. Heard, W. H. Cheeley,
W. M. Pittman and H. T. Regers.
A nice Poney for ladies driving at G.
W. Corpji’s. ^
THE “TECHS” CUfliIHG.
They May Play Here Next Saturday
Afternoon.
^ ^ r H _ Thera may be a great game of ball
whiting and flannel offTSa table; but j he amused all the firesides of the parish. I m** 3 struggled manfully to get free from I tenor clamps, which penetrate the horn I over on the campus next Saturday be-
not a snoon was there. I Mrs. Simpson was struck dumb even | th® choking grip, but Captain Martin of the hoof and prevent displacement of lween the Uaivt „ ity and the Technc-
knew that the entire loss of his vessel the shoe without the prebminary raising . , V, m
and cargo wonld follow detection, and of the clamp. A number “of private lr ? lca! A telegram was receiv-
he was not disposed to trifle. Raising I firms in Paris have also tested the shoe I last night from tliem spying t y
the Mexican, in spite of his kicks and with success. It is considered by many | wantedt play, and asking advice, hut
writhings, he coolly pitched him over-1 that this form of shoe will sooner or
board. j later revolutionize the farrier’s industry.
It was quite dark, and as the tide was —Philadelphia Record.
ebbing swiftly downward he passed Out I —-
of sight ins.antly, but for minutes we I No Mo,# Mad Men After Thi*.
not a spoon was there. I Mrs. Simpson was
Wliar's the spoons?” cried Mrs. j from scolding. The discovery pnt an
Simpson to the entire family, who end to her ostentations professions, and,
ktood by the fire drying their wet gar-1 it may be hoped, turned her attention
ments. Nobody conld tell. Nancy had I more to practice. Ry way of making
left them on the table when she ran to I amends for her unjust imputations on
the hay. No one had been in the honse, I Nancy Campbell, she consented to re-
they were certain, for nothlBg^vas dis-1 ceive her as a danghter-in-law within
turbed. The drawer was palled out, I the same year, and it is said there was
and the empty stocking exhibited. | peace ever after in £be^farmhouse; but
peared and the state or the farmhouse | Romance,
be imagined. The widow ran 1 1 1
may
through it like one diffracted, question
ing, scolding and searching. Robin, i
Nancy and the farm men were dis- |
^ t tk h eroiSaS?to d l^ nS thfne%?b n
bors, under the supposition that some
No-
all was still, again. We knew not
whether he had sunk or gained the
. . shore, nor, to tell the truth, did we care
If you’ve got a pain or ache or a bru. 1 ; c, J much.
Ivaiion Oil will reach the case instantly.
F vervshelf" every corner'was'^rehed I the good'people of Bathgate, when dis- I conld hear him splashing and gurgling I A herb is said to have been discovered
hnt to no Duroose- the spoons had disan- I cussing a character of more pretense in the water and trying to shout Then in Yucatan which 13 a specific for in-
but to no purpose, tns spoons mul disap-1 , h!m ^ rformallC e. still refer to Widow Ln roaQ ct m I sanity.—New York Journal.
Price 25 cent*. ■■■
Attention Voters.—By rssolution passed
bv our Lecislitnre, : 11 good citiz-n3 are re-
qu su'd to u.-e Dr. I u I’s Cough Syrup and
t tommen I snine as 'he pcples remedy
or coughs, colds, i tr. 25 cti.
Many raise in the morning with a head
ache and no incliuiation for breakfast
This is due to torpidity of the liver and a
“Bear a hand, boys!” said the cap- derailed .condition of the stomach. To
it came too late to ba actel upon la&C
night.
If the Univ rsity decides to
them, theel 138 games will be post
so that the coliega’ team may f
practice.
If they come, they may
the expectation of being be
lain; “tumble in these packages: get
the rest of the goods into the boats and
let them get ashore, if that dago haa
not drank too much water, he may give
us some trouble about this matter yet.”
In a few moments the last packye to
' t
reslose health
in thing is so
dose
