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THE i f*7T. I OnMlidBlr 4 witb (he Athena Banner, Bat. 1833. ATHENS, GA, TUESDAY MORNING. MAY 31,1892. ONEOLLAR A YEAR J| HELPING OTHERS. If thero lie some weaker oue, (jive mo stri-ngll) to help him ont if a blimler soul there bo. U*l me Rulde him nearer tbee; Make my mortal dreams come true With the work 1 fain would do; Clothe with life the weak intent. Let me be the thins 1 meant: L«t me find In thy employ Pence, that dearer is than Joy; Out of self to love be led. And to Heaven acclimated, Until all things sweet and good teem my nature habitude. —J. G. Whittier. an imitation wife. the envelope. I knew it was Vene Wright's name, so 1 decided to imagine JUDGE NOT TOO HASTILY. that Vene was there in person, and so And let not folk In judging trust their wit I had adjusted my tie, taken np my hat and was preparing to leave when die door slowly opened and my mother came in. •Going out, aro yon Tom?’ said she. ’"Yes,” •‘Whew—to another party?” ‘Yes.” -That makes three this week, doesn’t .it. Tom?" •Yes. We’re hnrrying to get through. Going to take Miss Beanfort tonight, and then I'm done with the Jolly club’s parties. Mother somehow or other didn’t seem to think very much of what I said. • Tom, 1 wish yon would get married,’’ site said, with a troubled face. “1 be lieve yon would stay at home more." •■Well, 1 am awful tired, mother, and completely worn out.” "Then why don’t you quit it?” "The best reason in the world, mother. I am neither engaged nor in love, but am willing to be both.” It was getting .'ate so 1 started after this, but the sad look on my mother’s fact- set me to thinking. My mother is the best woman in the world, even if 1 do say it myself, and 1 felt worried aliout her. She was right. 1 was out nearly every evening—this evening ‘ a reception, next time at a ball, then a theater pa, ty aim so on. Of course I could well afford it, for my salary ns cashier at Hart’s was a lib eral one. But 1 was not saving a penny, ami my home folks never t»<rme except at the table. Even poor old patient mother was complaining. But 1 was having lots of fun. There was that Beanfort girl—she was a fine one. Could dance any dance, talk about anything and make yon have the finest time in the world. Then there was Vene Wright. She would play a game with a fellow, go rowing, skating — anything for fun. Then. Vene had money; that was an im- portant item. Why shouldn’t I tackle Mbs Vi ne on the subject of matrimony? •Thomas, old son,” said I to myself. "Vene is the one.” But Vene somehow or other did not exactly suit the case, and my mind re verted to .Miss Beaufort, who was smart, Vetty, stylish and suited better, but 1 fiew nothing about her financial stand- jg. This was an important matter to if* in those days. Meanwhile the carriage approached Miss Beaufort’s. I had never been there lieforo. and to my surprise found it to s> a very unpretentious house. 1 con- less 1 was disappointed. I expected to drive up to an elegant mansion, be ush ered into a fine reception room by a servant in livery and there await the coming of Miss Beaufort. Then I ex- pected to make a bold dash for her heart —propose, and possibly be accepted or declined by the time the party was over. But not so. A little lady with gray .air opened the door, and she was intro duced to me by Miss Beaufort as ‘ „am ilia.” Miss Beaufort was ready and waiting, so we walked out to the car nage. "Mr. Silver," said she after we had seated ourselves, “don’t you think there is a great amount of snobbery in society and lots of downright foolishness?” "Well, yes," said I. "For instance,” said she, “here is an elegant carriage that you have brought for me. and yet tho party is not half e mile away.” jTliis certainly was very refreshing. I hail actually squandered one pound to have this carriage for the evening, and she was not pleased with it. I know N i ne would have enjoyed a ride in it. "Mr. Silver,” site remarked again, "this is the last party 1 am going to this winter.” "Well, why?" said 1. “Aren’tyou go ing to take in the German clnb ball and tlie others?" "No,” said she. “Mamma hasn’t the money; she can’t afford it. Besides, Mr. Silver.” she continued, “can yon really afford to spend so much money on so ciety'" i looked at her. There was honesty fairly shining out of her pretty black e .ves, even if she wasd’t very polite, so 1 answered her honestly: No, Miss Beanfort, 1 cannot! 1 haven’t saved a penny this winter, and 1 get a big salary too. It seems idiotic." "1 have met you so frequently I feel 1'iite well acquainted with you, though 1 expect 1 have t* a little impolite.” “No,” said I. “1 am glad that you -ike that much interest in me." Then we changed the subject. I had i splendid timo at the party and enjoyed , ^ Beaufort’s company very mneh. I uunil her level headed and bright, if we commenced the week. Monday night came. That was the j night of the German club ball; but 1 staid at home and talked to mother. Then 1 played drafts with her. for awhile, and we managed to have a very enjoyable evening. Next morning mother met me at the table with smiles and about the best breakfast 1 had eaten for a long while. “You must imagine that your vrife saw to this breakfast,” she whispered. Going to the city this morning who should get into the Tans but Miss Beau fort. I bowed to her gracefully, passed her fare to the conductor, and was about; to sit down by her side when 1 hap pened to think of my imitation wife at home and kept my seat by the door. “Married meff have no business talk ing to the young ladies,” said l to my self. MisB Beaufort looked at me rather queerly, but said nothing, and l thought the ’bus would never get to the city. Thursday was the evening I was to Too fast, as one wbo couuteth up the com In ’« field before the son has ripened it; For I have all through winter aeon a thorn Appearing pofeonleas and obdurate. Which then the rose upon the sprig hath borne; And I have seen a ship, that swift and straight. Has run upon a wild sea all her race. And perished entering at the harbor gate. —Dante. THE GLASS HEARTS. There was once s king and queen who had three beautiful daughters, and the organism of these tores princesses was remarkable for their each being fur nished with a heart of glass. “Children, children,” said the queen, when the princesses were still quite small, “whatever you do, take care of your hearts, for they are of fragile make.” The children therefore tried to be very careful, and for some time all went well, the hearts remained un- call on Vene, and I forgot to send her j broken. an excuse. On Friday a note came ! But one day the eldest girl, who was from her, which mother took the liberty ! leaning ont of the window, looking Of opening, as she thonght 1 would not 1 down into the garden below, noticed a care, »n4 /she felt like representing my j little bee wbiob was buzzing busily wife in the desk, ft was a tender mis-1 around some flowers. The little creature sive, and somewhat surprised me when , interested her so much that she leaned f saw it. Bnt what could i do? Mar-i out farther, so as to be able to watch it ned men have no bnsiness getting ten- jnore pfpsely, when suddenly—smash— der notes from yonng ladies. Inasmm h there came a sound of broken glass! The as 1 had contracted to carry out * - - and, dressing himself' np once more in court dress, lie walked along the roads in deep thonght, wondering how he could possibly become a king. As he was walking on a man came toward him and seeing that the yonng courtier was in deep thonght he stopped and asked him whether he had lost any thing. “Well, I don’t know that I have ex actly lost anything, but at any rate I cannot find what I want.” “And what is that?” “A kingdom. 1 am wondering how on earth I can "become a king.” “Well, if yon had been a glazier,” said the stranger, “1 might have helped yon,” “That is just exactly what I am!” ex claimed the other. “I have only lately been foreman to a glazier.” “Then yon have nothing to fear. Yon are no donbt aware that our king de cided some time ago to give his young est daughter in marriage to !, __ RESPICE FINEM. Look to the end: Nor changing tide. Nor fickle breezes, should decide The course wo steer across the seaa That bear our earthly destinies— For him who shapes that course aright. The final, beckoning entrance light Gleams with a welcome doubly bright; The solemn tolling harbor bell. To many but a funeral knell. For him re-echoes, “All is^vell!” And wafted to his grateful sense. The home wind bears Us frankincense, With halm of conscience pure and free. Myrtle of human sympathy, Or laurel of posterity. —New York Tribune. VETERAN AND PLEBE. mother’s plan for two weeks, 1 left the note for mother to answer. She is a very truthful woman, but in answering the note she prevaricated. She said that I was very sick, and as a natural consequence Vene called that afternoon to see me, bnt 1 was at busi ness, and mother had to invent another story. Then she had to come all the way to the office so as to keep me from coming home my usual way for fear Vene might -catch ns. 1 laughed, a good deal %t mother, and Vene did not find us ont, bnt Mrs. Jones —an awful gossip—met her. and Vene told her 1 was sick, and the next day all my society, friends came round, among them Miss Beanfort. Mother met her rather coldly, bnt in vited her to stay awhile. “1 suppose Mr. Silver is almost worn ont with so much going ont”’ said the yonng lady. “He is much better,” said mother, “bnt 1 do not think he will go out for several weeks. 1 think that 1 shall keep him at home.” “1 am so glad,” said Miss Beaufort; “not that you are going to keep him at home, bnt that he is not going ont so much. 1 am getting so that I fairly de test society. Here was a woman who had my mother’s views, and they both thereupon had a confidential talk and pleased each other mightily. Then she asked the mater to call on her mother, which she did. Meanwhile I was staying at home ev ery evening and was getting pretty tired of it, as the two weeks were drawing to a close. “Don’t you think a man ought to take his wife ont once in a while?” said 1 to mother. “Why not?” said she. “Then I’ll take her to the theater to night." So 1 took a couple of reserved seats at Drury Lane theater for the fol lowing night, and mother, who repre sented my wife, went with me. We had hardly taken our seats before I noticed that they were adjoining those of Miss and Mrs. Beaufort. We went home together that night and laughed and talked a good deal. I think mother told Mrs. Beanfort what we had been doing, but I did not hear it 1 know that several days later, after my two weeks of married life were over, 1 went to call on Miss Beaufort. We had a pleasant time together, and just os 1 was about to leave the old lady came in. “I forgot to ask yon, Mr. Silver, what you thought of married life,” said she. Miss Beaufort looked horrified, bnt laughed. “Mother has been telling you, has she?" said L “She has,” said she. “Well,” said I, “during the two weeks 1 was married I read three good books, gained four pounds in weight, saved £5 10s., besides paying mother for my wife's board aud the tickets to Drary Lane.” “And who were you married to?” aske l Miss Beaufort. “1 forgot to look,” said 1. I hurried home to see who my wife had been. The envelope was just as 1 had placed in in my desk drawer. I tore it open, and there was the name of Miss Beaufort “Well," said 1, “mother made her an imitation wife, now I will try to make her a real one.” And so 1 did.—New York Mercury. lie was too frank. The next day I told mother about it. ! ‘ie said she admired Miss Beanfort for lp r common sense, though she had never eeu her. Then she referred again to 11 ? Retting married. Suppose,” said she, “that yon pretend er a week or so that yon are married f| -e how i <joes?” young princess had crushed her heart against the window sill, and so, alas! the poor girl expired. After this exceedingly sad accident the other two sisters were still more careful about their hearts. Some time after the death of the princess, the second daughter very thoughtlessly drank a cup of rather hot coffee, and when she had it finished something was suddenly heard to crack, and she fell back fainting, iuto an arm chair. The sound On this occasion, how ever, was uot so loud as on the first. The queen rushed to where the princess lay, and on examining her found, to her great delight, that the heart was only slightly cracked, and not broken, and that her daughter was stUl alive. “What are we to do with our daugh ter?” said the king to the qneen, “lor, although the injury to her heart amounts only to a crack at present, this may in crease to a decided fracture.” Bnt the princess begged them not to worry themselves about her. “For you know,” said she, “it’s the cracked pitcher that goesoftenest to the well.” Meanwhile the youngest daughter grew np and became a most beautiful as well as a most remarkably clever girl, and many a handsome and wealthy prince from distant lands came to ask for her fair hand. Bnt the old king did not forget the bitter experiences he had had with his t,wo elder girls. “1 have only one daughter left with a whole heart, and hers is also of glass. Therefore if 1 give her in marriage to any one, it must be to a king who is at the same time a glazier and xvho under stands how to treat an article so fragile, so that in' case of accidents he would know how to rivet the cracks.” Unfortunately none of the yonng princes and nobles who had come as suitors to the princess knew anything at aU about how to rivet broken glass and were none of them glaziers by profes sion, so they had to return to their native lands miserable and disappointed lovers. Among the royal pages in the palace was one whose term as page was shortly to expire. He had still to carry the train pf the youngest princess three times, and after that he was to be promoted to full blown courtier. On the first occasion when the page had to carry the young princess’ train she glanced at him, and as their eyes met she blushed. When next he carried her train she waved her hand to him at parting, and the unfortunate youth was unable to sleep the whole of that night in consequence 1 The third time when the young fellow bore the princess’ train the king came forward to meet them half way and dis missed the page, saying: “You have done your duty now, young man, and you may go. 1 thank yon, and have also to congratulate yon on your promotion.” With that the king tnrned and walked away, while the princess bent forward to where the page stood, and said: “You carried my train so beautifully —better than any one else! Oh, why are yon not a king and a glazier?” The unfortunate yonng man felt so confused, as well as delighted, that he was unable to utter a word in reply. He managed, however, to make a very grace ful and polite bow. When the princess had left him he ran as hard as ever he could to the nearest glazier, and asked him whether he was in need of a fore- who was to be at the same time a king or at any rate a prince; bnt as they have been unsuccessful in finding such a per son, the king has been reluctantly ob liged to modify his demands by adding two other conditions. The bridegroom must in any case be a glazier, that of course goes without saying.” “Bnt what are the two conditions?” asked the young courtier excitedly. The first condition is that he should please the princess, and the second is that he should be a nobleman by birth. There have already been a great num ber pf glaziers applying at the palace, irat not one of them took the princess’ fancy and all of them had coarse, rough bands like those of the commonest gla zier.” When onr yonng courtier heard these words he jumped three times about a yard above the road for very joy, and then, turning around, ran belter skelter back to the town and presented himself at the palace in less than no time. The king at once ordered the princess to be called, and when she arrived he asked -ber whether this yonng glazier took her fanc^. ■**—— ... The princess glanced~*t the yonng man, and recognizing him it^once, she blushed and said, “Oh, yes.” v — It was nearly noon at a western fort with a “mixed garrison,” and the morn ing drill and reading of the mail having been gone through with, everybody was young-: waiting for something to break the ever- ^ looHniV m nnAi-Anw r on ton nnf T/wiatt Matching Teeth. Perhaps the greatest difficulty that dentists meet with is the matching of false teeth with the natural teeth of their customers. The tooth factories supply dentists with rings upon which are strong thin short metal bars, each carrying a tooth at its extremity. There are twen- man. “Yes,” replied the other, “bnt yon will have to work four years with me before yon can he foreman. At first yon must be a sort of errand boy, and go to the baker’s to fetch me my bread, and also to look after my children, wash them and dress them. Secondly, yon must ty-five of these sample teeth that run all 1®*™ *° P^riy the cracks; thirdly, yon toe way from nearly white to a shade to learn how cut class “An imi “Why i namei 1 >n an en °nr desk. 1 *nied to fs Biat til ue lady J wife,” said L V"” she said. “1 will write that is almost olive. Some one of the twenty-five usually almost matches toe patient’s natural teeth, and, at any rate, enables the dentist to mavch the teeth by application at toe factory.—New York Sun. will have to learn how to ent the glass and fix in windows, and after that, in the fourth year, yon shall be my fore man. 1 The page thonght this would take rather too long, so he asked toe glazier whether he could not possibly begin with cutting the glass and fixing win dows, and leave ont toe reet so as to get on quicker. Bnt the glazier shook his head and assured toe yonng fellow that Aniuzli That Do Not Drink. Darwin states in his “Voyage of a Naturalist” that unless toe huanacoes, or wild «« of Patagonia, drink salt every good glazier had to begin his water in many localities they must drink . career from the beginning or he could none at all. The large and interesting never be clever. So the page was obliged croup of sloths are alike in never drink- to reconcile himself to his fate, ing A parrot is said to have lived in ' The whole of the first year the un- for say two weeks. Dur- the Zkxfioriail gardens, Regent park, for fortunate yonng courtier spent his time- b I want yon act just as if fifty-two years without a drop of water, in running to the baker’s for bread for \ yonng lady on a card, seal >pe and yon can lock it in jhen let ns suppose yon are wei >V>er® in person and your _pittsburg Dispatch. wtuHy wedded wife.” b ^ Whose name are yon going to write card?" said L mind,” said she. “I will write 7 Inference and neither of ns will * word about this to a living L** “«*** on tola. Mother wrote frime on the card and sealed it in his master and in washing and dressing the children. In toe second year he did In Fun For EvkbyboRy.—In a few days nothing but stop cracks with putty. the greatest a*traction ever seen in Ath- the third year he learned how to cut ens will be present at toe Opera House. _ lass fix windows, and at last at toe * h8 fo ° Ilh IC " - as: i f- fer-ed in a Lodge room. Don’, fail to whole vear he took leave of his master see this laughable entertainment. lasting monotony. Lieutenant Toney Rucker came ont of the rookery known as the bachelors’ quarters and started jauntily down the officers’ line, bearing in his hand a kite constructed on toe most approved plan as remembered by him, and in building which he had awakened many fond memories of “kite time,” to which, as a boy, he had looked forward with happy anticipation each year. He was immediately surrounded by the abundant supply of small boys from the officers’ quarters, all of whom were anxious for the kite. He picked out young Arthur because the boy was so l ond of sport and never cried when thrown from his pony, but young Smart, of the cavalry, lounging on the bachelors’ piazza, stirred up “Mr.” Dawdle, of the infantry, by remarking, “Yon will get left, Plebe, for there goes Toney boot licking that boy agtvin, and he is sure of an invitation to tea, and you know what that means.” “That boy” was the captain’s son, and the captain's wife had a yonng lady sis ter visiting her, whom Toney had al ready escorted for a ride on a troop horse, much to the disgust of Mr. Daw dle, who received a sweet goodby from the young lady, but was furious at the The king ordered the yonng fellow to-T oney . lVa nff lxia (rlnvps shnw hia Vinnrla • •—.. ... take off his gloves and show his hands, bo that they might know whether he was of noble birth, However, toe prin cess said that it was quite unnecessary for the yonng man to do anythiugof the kind, as she felt perfectly certain that there was no doubt'whatever of his be ing of noble birth, and that his hands, she was sure, would be as white as those of a prince. So they were married, and as toe young princess’ husband was a glazier by profession as well as a nobleman by birth, he understood how to treat a heart so delicate and fragile as hers, therefore she lived blissfnUy to toe end of her days without any accident hap pening. The king’s second daughter, with the cracked heart, had the pleasure of Lein; an aunt, and a very excellent aunt she made too! She taught toe little princess to read and write and make dresses for her dolls; she also took a great interest in the little prince’s lessons, and when he knew them well and had good marks, like a good little boy, then she would praise him and make him all sorts of pretty presents, and he would leave her looking red and rosy and flushed with delight. When, on toe contrary, ho did not know his lessons and his marks were anything bnt good, then she would be very different, and he would leave her looking also very red and rosy, very flushed, but not with delight. This princess lived to a very old age, notwithstanding that her heart was cracked, and if any one marveled at hei living so lo ag, she would ansxver them as she had done her parents once before Remember, ‘It’s the cracked pitcher that goes oftenest to the well.’ ’’—Strand Magazine. Still Obedient. Gustave Doro was always a child, so far as his mother was concerned. He not only loved bnt obeyed her, and when she died, he said, with sad sincerity, that he no longer knew how to live. An incident which shows her influence over him, as a grown man, is connected with a little party given by him to show some of his friends an album of his own draw ings. At the dinner, over which Mme. Dore presided, a quarrel arose between Gus tave and his brother Ernest. Suddenly Mme. Dore turned to the former and said, as though he were a boy of ten: •Hash, Gustave! I am ashamed of you.” Dore, who had worked himself, regard' less of the presence of his guests, into a fierce passion, became at once calm and silent, and bowing to his mother resumed his dinner. Bnt the incident did not end here. When toe gnests had retired to the great salon toe brothers disappeared, to return in a few minutes, each holding an end of toe colossal album that was to be sub mitted to the company. Mme. Dore fol lowed, smiling at her “little boys,” who were none the less children because they had passed their fortieth year.—Youth’s Companion. A Phrase That 'Will Not Die. It is impossible to eliminate toe phrase “funeral obsequies” from the news papers. For years orders have been is sued against it in newspaper offices^ proofreaders have been clubbed for let ting it pass; reporters have been fined and discharged for writing it, bnt all to no purpose. It seems to be essential to newspaper literature. Still, we shall keep np a vigorous warfare upon toe stupidity.—New York Advertiser. Feeding Spirits on Cakes. In Germany cakes were offered to the spirit dwellers of the lakes. In winter toe ice was cat through, when, accord ing to traditional belief, a hand would reach ont and seiW-the cake.—Washing ton Star. Last commencemd t Hon. John Ten pie Graves offered a'.medal at Lucy Cobb Institute for the young lady who should be judged to have |made the greatest development of womanly character, Tbe young lady xvho wins this medal will have a prize that will be one great distinction. parting shot of “So long, Doughboy,” . • Buf thisdff all byplay to the kite story. Toney took out of his pocket a ball ot cord, borrowed from the commissary sergeant for the occasion, straightened out the kite tail, made of old yeUow stripes cut from scouting trousers. Everything being ready, he called ont; Hold her, my son, and 1 will run her up for you and then she is yours.” Toney started in quarter race time, en couraged by frantic yeUs from the boys; but, alas, just as Arthur’s youn. , aunt was merrily applauding from tot plaza the kite commenced to duck in the most cowardly fashion, and the faster Toney ran the more it ducked. “Sumpen’s the matter,” said Arthur. “ ’Taint got the right sort o’ tail,” said another; “tie a rock to her.” and many similar pieces of advice came from all toe boys at once. By this time the piazzas were fiUed with spectators, and the men waiting for mess call sailed ont on the barrack porches to see the fun, when old Major Stuffy started toward the boys with that important air which he thonght becoming to one so old, “be gad, dragoons, before the war, sir!” I say, Toney, you want to shorten up the center bridle, and make her stand on the wind like this,” said the old major, taking hold of the kite. Toney, who was puzzling his mind as to where he could get more kite tail without tearing np his only extra pair of sheets, looked np and remarked, WeU, old man, what do yon know about kites, anyway?” Now Major Stuffy had always been very partial to Toney, and showed it by always joking with him, while swelling with ill fitting dignity in his intercourse with all the subalterns. The old gentle man's nerves had been a little shaken for a few days because the infantry colonel and the brevet major general commanding the post—“one of those demned volunteers, yon know”—had added insult to injury by sending him an order not to drive any more govern ment horses in his private conveyance. Toney’s light and airy remark upset the major completely, and he was on the point of venting his rage on him, when who of all others should come strolling out bnt the commanding officer himself. He who had won his stars for bravery and conspicuous services from Perry- ville to Resaca certainly ought to know all about kites. The excitement on the parade was too much for the old gentleman, and dis missing his orderly to dinner, he raised his sun umbrella and remarked to his excellent spouse, “1 will go and show them how to put np a kite.” The very idea seemed to make him young again, and he threw ont his chest and squared his shoulders as if he were going to take a new lease of life. He joined the group around toe kite and Major Stuffy braced himself pompously and sainted xvith an air which plainly said, “I’ll stand me ground, be gad, sir!” “How do yon do, Mr. Rucker?” said the general blandly. “1 see that ycair kite don’t work right, and” “It will be all right in a moment, sir. I have Bent to toe troop tailor for more tail.” “But, Mr. Rucker, when I was a boy” (he retires for old age next year) “we never made long tails; yon just split the pieces yon have and tie some knots in them. Then shorten np the bridle and make her stand so” ••Just what I told toe general,” said the major eagerly^ “and he insulted me, sir! Yes, sir, this yonng feUow that has not been in toe'Service ten years, sir, asked me what did 1 know about kites, sir!” Now Major Stuffy had been avoiding the general ever since he had received the communication about the horses and had even declined invitations to sev eral garrison affairs for fear of meeting him, bnt he was greatly soothed when toe general tnrned and said: “Why, major, 1 am astonished, sir! Mr. Rucker, what do you mean, sir, by speaking to Major Stuffy in this way, sirl An old man and valued officer of your-regiment, too, sirl 1 will not aHow such things in my garrison, sirl” * 1 1 — *■ l.n-t the major's feelings. I guess 1 don’t know much about kites anyway, boys, so yon take it ont behind the barracks and fly it to suit yourselves,” said Toney, hi a hopeless kind of way. It will not go np unless yon change toe bridle, as suggested by toe major,” said the generaL And split the tail and knot it, as toe general explained, boys,” said toe ma jor: Toney left the two old veterans, and as he entered the bachelors’ quarters he was muttering maledictions on the “old duffers” who had spoiled all his plans. The sadden disappearance of Toney and the boys left the two old gentlemen alone on the parade, and the whole gar rison was enjoying their dilemma. The general hemmed and hawed a moment and said: “By the way, major, about that horse order; you know these yonng lieuten ants have an idea that they can use am bulances and government animala when ever they choose, and I am determined to teach them a lesson. Of course 1 did not intend the order to hold in your case; some consideration must be shown to long and valuable service, sir, and 1 want you to understand this matter.” Major Stuffy extended his hand warm ly to the general and said; ‘T am glad yon mentioned it, general; but; of course l understood the matter perlectly. These yonng snips are too presumptuous anyway, and think they are entitled to all the consideration due old officers.” One of these “yonng snips” was strag gling to pay np the bills contracted when his daughter was married, and another was incessantly engaged in short division in the effort to provide far the wants of his four boys, The two veterans strolled away to gether in the direction of toe clubrooro, followed by several officers from the row, who were interested in toe recon cilia tion. As the major threw open toe door and followed the general in he smiled benignantly on the old habitnes and said, “Come, gentleman, join ns in a bottle of wine.” Of course toe invita tion was accepted, for since toe major had quit going on little “frolics,” as he called them, in deference to the temper ance ideas of the yonng snips, all recog nized this as some special occasion. The major busied himself seeing thst“Tsb< neglected no one, and talked in the most amiable way about the magnificent weatl er and fine post the general built up. “Th is reminds me of old days in Texas, gentlemen, when the dragoons”— he was saying when his Loyal Legion but ton fe. 1 off and rolled into a convenient knothole under the billiard table. Be fore he recovered from his efforts to securethe rolling button toe general, with toe air of Sir Roger de Coverley, removed his own little emblem and sai l: Major, let me present you with this as a memento of this most pleasant oc casion.” Whil e the major was still overcome by this graceful move the general wished them all a pleasant time and escaped to his quarters. Tho news spread around that the major was having a birthday and even Toney Rucker put away his wrath when the orderly came to ask his presence at the club room. Tubs” was kept busy during toe afternoon attending to the spiritual needs of the ever increasing party, for with eato new arrival the major would say, “What a fine gentleman the gen eral is; it was the neatest thing yon ever saw, strt Why, he actually took this button from his own breast and pre sented it to me, by gadl and we will drink to his health, gentlemen.” That evening, as the major and Toney, arm in arm, wended their winey way to their quarters they passed yonng Daw dle on the walk xvith the captain’s xvife’s sister, making hay while the field was clear. The garrison wore a genial smile for several days over the episode in their lives, and even the old repeaters in the guardhouse actually stopped hauling cordwood long enough to let toe cart mole hax'e a horse laugh.—Argonaut. WAS AN ENGINE RUNS OVER HIM Mr. A. F. Sims Was Deaf and Could Not Hear the Whistle-Tke Coro ner’s Jury and Their Work— They Meet Again Today. He Would De Beady Next Time, Some years ago toe Duke of Welling ton was sitting at his library table when the door opened, and xvithout any an- nouncement in Btalked a figure of singu larly ill o men. “Who are yon?” asked the duke in his short and dry manner, looking np xvith out toe slightest change of countenance upon the intruder. “I am Apollyon. I am sent here to kiU you.*' “Kill me? Very odd.” “I am Apollyon, and must put you to death.” “ ’Bliged to do it today?” “1 am not told toe day or toe hour; bnt I must do my mission.” “Very inconvenient; very busy; great many letters to xvrite. Call again, or write me word—I’ll be ready for yon.” The duke then went on with his corre spondence. The maniac, appalled prob ably by to e stern, immovable old gen tleman, backed out of the room, and in half an hour was in an asylum. —Lon don Tit-Bits. The Worker and His Ideal. AU great successes, I fancy, must be surprises to toe men who make them, for toe discontent of the artist with his painting, of the poet with his verse, of the playwright with his play, is the pen alty exacted by the ideal for which men Btrive, and which all toe more sorely eludes the greatest, whose imagination is the most far reaching. When a man is satisfied with what he has done he has reached his limit; from that point he goes doxvn hill, imperceptibly it may be at first, bnt none the less surely.—Mary C. Roberts. — Byron’s Chief Amusement. Byron amused himself by shooting at a piece of money fixed in a stick, and practiced tliia more persistently than he overdid anything else.—Hygiene. BLCKLEN S AitmO SALVE. Tbe Best salve in the world for Cuts. Bruises, Soies, Ulce.-s, Salt Rbeutr, Fever Sores, Tetter, Ctapped Hands, Chilblains Corns, and all 8rin Eruptions, aud posit ivelv cures Files, or no pay required. It is guaianteed to give perfect satisfaction, or money refunfe l. Price 25 cenis per box. For sale bv J •* n Crawford Pal INSTANT DEATH THB [SAD LOT OF AN CBNrLBMAN\ OLD A bleeding mass of human flesh. This was the sight that presented itself yesterday afternoon about five minutes after four o’clock out on the Northeastern road’just this aide of Linton’s trestle. The down train was coming along towards Athens at a pretty fast rate of speed and Engineer Tom Moore was at the throttle. Suddenly he noticed a man walk ing leisurely on the track in front of the engine. He was an old man and had two fishing poles across his shoulder. The engineer blew the whistle hat the old man didn’t move off the track and before the engine could be atop* ped it had struck him a terrible blow and knocked.him several feet to the side of the track. (The train was stopped and some passengers and train hands ran back to where the old man lay, and picked up hjs body to put it on the train. He was dead. The left leg had been broken in three places, and instant death had been caused by the crushing of th<~' back of his skull. / Investigation showed that-t&e old mm was Mr A F Sinsg/ who for a number^Fyears'Easlived in Athens, and who at the time of his death lived at 362 Williams street, near the residence of Mr Wm Dootson. He leaves a wife and two sons, Messrs C M and B N Sims, of this city. Ae was sixty-eight years of age and was quite deaf. Hence his fail ure to hear the whistle when it blew. Tho fact is that several years since Mr Sims was walking along the Ath ene branch and not hearing the whis tle of the engine was knocked off the track and crippled. The body was brought to the Ma con & Northern depot and there the inquest was held. Coroner Pitner empanelled tbe fol* lowing jury: Isaac Lowe, foreman, E Bradberry, T A Pitner, D J Croom, W G Carithers, J Y Carith- ers, J F Wills, J T Pittard, F P Griffeth, D M Kenney, King Marks and A G Elder, Only one witness, a passenger named J W Massey, was examined. He testified that to the heat of his knowledge and belief the engineer blew the whistle before the train struck the body of the old man. The Coroner’s jury adjourned un til today at 12 o’clock, when it meets again at the Macon & Northern de* pot to conclude its deliberations. The body was turned over to the family of the deceased. If you want a good Thresher or En gine call on W. L. Dobbs, Ag’t for Anltman, Taylor A Co. A FAIR VICTIM - S' To The Relentless Ravage e of Death* Friday afternoon at one o’clock the Grim Reaper invaded the house of Mr H.T. Shackelford, of this county, who lives near Winterville, and from it took a fair and lovely flower to trans plant into tbe Eternal city. Miss Julia Shackleford, his young daughter, just verging into woman hood, at the early age of seventeen peacefully passed away surrounded by loving friends and relatives. She was a yonng lady possessed of a beautiful Christian character and was beloved by all wbo knew her. The funeral exercises occurred yes terday afternoon at two o’clock at her father’s residence, and the body was tenderly laid to rest in toe cemetery at WlntervUle. Specimen Cases. S. H. Clifford. New Cassel, Vfis. was troubled with Neuralgia and Rheuma tism, his Stomach was disordered, bis Liver was effected to an alarming de gree, appetite fell away, and he was terribly reduced in flesh and strength. Three bottles of Electrio Bitters cured him. ' Edward Shepherd, Harrisburg, Ill., flu had a running sore on his leg of eight -year’s standing. Used three bottles of f, Electric Bitters and seven boxes of Bucklen’s Arnica Salve, and his leg is sound and well. John Speaker,Rg Catawba, O., had five large Fever seres on his leg, doc tors said he was incura ble. One bottle Electric Bitters and one box Bucklen’s Arnica Salvo cured I him entirely. Sold by J. Crawford A Co’s, and Palmer Kinnebrew, Drug
