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ATHENS, GA-, TUESDAY MORNING. NOVEMBER 21. 1893-
,g the professor.
luaJ and heart,
,h\t lofti. r plane.
|r/ K n 1 ( , ra „. s near its source again;
|jrV'!*^ ;■ u.5 st root anil mart.
, | ,, found "that better part,"
, 1 feel the smart,
, ‘ ri ,*t. with secret pain,
Ipli* l '' 1 ‘ your path and minel t
.. veesels may depart
zjrt ’* , i ct by one chart
course across tlio main,
|P f! i ,. r iKirt. and *> t,les * *W«0«a
"pS'Ut closer than they start,
'•“"^ Vour path and mine!
,0.1>. Lining in hummer Fallow.
PICK PROPOSES.
0 lie wide apart;
Mag.
Dick?”
no, MiifTgie—hoooro ye?”
L^n brawl)'.”
baid Mag, a little sau-
•B'l«
| 'Aye.
fine nidit.”
there s
uaething wrong iri’
,r jue nii'ht for a walk, Maggie.”
U that's sue. h°° ilae ye no gao an
“ walk ?” said Mag, pouting.
look' d cautiously into Mag’s
,Mstroked his chin. “I heard ye
walkin wi' Bob Spaldin,” lie said
[pi
[•Did ve, tho’?"
•An that you an him were tao mak’
_^:di o’ 1 -”
[•Did ve. tho’?”
|"js'i no true, Maggie?
Jag^r nao ijut*6tiou8, Dick, an I’ll
jeetiae lees.”
pj. k ftmkiil his chin ngain, looked
Ud down tho road and changed the
’do which he had been resting.
•K it s an true. Maggie,” he said,
»ij stop tin) stories that are gain the
ids."
•I n much obleeged tao ye, Dick
• said Mug, giving her head
it'll be nao bather at a’. Ye ken
Kbetter than that, Maggie.”
•Dae I tho'? And what aboofc yet
i' v ha kt ns mare about me than ken
llawif
-Aa tv say it's no true—noo dinna
|tnr Be, Maggie, but joist up an oot
Hi'the truth, an I—I”
Jljg was staring at him, and Dick’s
| fcre dung to the roof of his mouth.
Hoo's .d iry McDougal?” she asked.
1 haena seen her in sax niontlm tae
iktae—Mary McDougal—michty."
Did ye cast oot?”
There was nae casting oot aboot it,
There was never onything
■tween us. I've kent the lassie a’iny
[hrjtn gaed wi’ ’er at an anterin time
Ipt for friendship's sake. Oh, no,
UUggie, yer clean off there.”
So ye say, but maybe I’vo been
|hriastorks aboot yon.,”
"Wha-what did ye bear?”
"Oh, never mind.”
•Week there a’ doon richt leee, every
|bo' them."
"Sar as sure’s death, an I’ll believe
lit" ’
“As sure’s death.”
“Yeken what yer a sayin, Dick?”
"Idae, if 1 should dee this minit.”
“Whs put on yer tie for ye, Dick—
Rrkty, it s jnist like a harraa cloot
town round yer neck. Come ’ere, an
Wsort it for ye.”
Dick smiled affectionately, took
[ftp toward Mag, placed his arms
'iimlio and held up his head.
"There, now,” said Mag, after hav-
kf taken off his tie and readjusted it
|llt inode.
"Gut yer wark a’ done, Maggie?’
“Otiv aye—lang sine.”
"Lut s tak’ a walk.”
Mag ran into tho honse to “snode”
toeif up a bit, and Dick walked up
sldown in front, humming, "We’re
i John Tamsan’s Bairns. ” When Mag
forged, a tartan Bhawl was thrown
«r her slioulders, and a small bonnet
•famed her head. Her cheeks were
itddv as the rose, and her hazel eyes
$wklcd with the happiness she felt.
"Whaur’ll wo gae, Dick ?” she asked,
Poking him in tho face.
‘‘Wliaur due yo think?” asked Dick,
®birning the look with compound in
vest.
"Oay whanr ye like, Dick.”
"1 thiuk we’ll gae doon by the burn
a slang by the trees, whanr we used
fa* gae, Maggie, ye ken.”
It was a delightful evening in the fall
f the year, and Dick Lang was never
tappier in his life, with Maggie Woth-
■rsiKHin, tho prettiest girl in the village,
V his side. But Mag was a saucy girl
t times, for sho knew her charms, bb
Fery pretty girl does, and when ahe
ras in the mood she loved to tease those
»hose admiration or affections she had
*on. Nearly every young man In the
illage had made advances to her. and
*ith one exception she had turned them
11 against her on account of "her saucy,
fxjnettish ways, which the young men
1 'il to understand, and invariably
them off in a huff. The one excep-
jfan was Dick Lang, whose love for
fog "'as a passion. He had begun by
•Ting her at a distance and gradually
htting rearer. At first ahe treated him
*»h indiffetence, and in his presence
•4 always seemed to think more of
•wae one else than of him. Bob Spald-
fa? was a strapping young fellow and
fa ill appearances made the most prog'
in his advances. Of course Mag
an much aa denied that there was
•sythiug between her and Bob, hut she
so full of fun at times that in order
® believe implicitly all she said it was
Jfa^ary to have it in black and white,
•he fear that Bob would carry off Mag
fafcle Dick all the more anxious to win
* f l>efore it was too late. And the op-
jwtuuity he was now given was all
[tat ho wanted. It was a common say-
®8 about the village that Dick was
[Mhcr long headed and knew a good
fa- in K when he saw it. He knew a lit-
!* e of human nature, and below all
tag's nonsense he oonld discern a true
warm heart At all events, Dick
determined to have her if he oonld.
p>ey had walked nearly a mile wito-
*»ji-tg much, beyond talking about
; weather, for Dick was making up
Us mind what to say and tryin, to set *
coaragoat the same timeto‘„y?t
When they reached a clump of trees
thtfth hXm ' Mag **
that they sit down, remarking tl t they
? b, « cashing at th louse,
and she felt a little tired. ^
“I mioht a thocht o’ that afo. Mae-
^ e » ** y®’^ only telt me,** rr»j Dick
^P^sntly, " bat lat’s ait doon oo.”
* ioo’ moon the' nicht. .n’t It
Wck?” asked Mag, looking u,> into
“What did ye say, Maggie?’
“I asked ye if it was the 1 > a foo’
whar’a yer lugs?”
“Oh—ah—I’m thinkin it is. ” Then
Dick stroked his chin and tore- up the
sod with his heels. "It’s a fin; flung,
a moon, Maggie, isn’t it ?” Dick ,.t last
found words to say, in order to break
the monotony and gain time, but with
out being able to explain why he had
said so.
“Hoo te’t a good thing?” asked Mag,
looking at him with the tail* 0 f her
eyes.
“Weel—a—I—I’ve heerd it said—a
—that the moon, ye ken, was a gude
thing for a-kirnin milk an preservin
cheese,” Dick said,looking very guilty,
not by any means satisfied in his own
mind that he had answered the question
in the right way or had fully compre
hended it, liia thoughts at the moment
being in an entirely different direction.
There was a merry laugh in Mag’s eyes,
but she restrained its vocal expression.
She merely shook for a moment with
the emotion and then tried to appear
serious.
"Maggie,” said Dick at length, still
digging up the earth with his heel,
"yer no engaged, are ye, tao onybody ?”
" Engaged ?—michty.”
“Weel—I was jnist speerin, ye
ken”
"An what mak’s ye spoor a question
Like that, Dick?”
“Weel—tae tell ye the honeet God’s
truth, Maggie, I want tae be engaged
tao yo mysel’.”
“Dick Lang.”
"Aye, ’at’s mo that’s, speakiu, Mag
gie, an nae ither. Mag, lassie, if yeouly
kent hoo mtickle I loo ye. 1 hiu-na had
a nicht’s sleep thinkin aboot yo lor tho
last fomicht.”
That’s no muckle.”
Bnt that’s no a’, Maggie. I was
thinkin aboot Bob Spaldin. It van the
thocht o’ him tokin yo frae me. That
was it, lassie—that was it. I’ ve been
thinkin aboot ye for years.”
Mag looked across the fields at the
red ball of fire that formed a great semi
circle on top of a purple hill that bound
ed the far side of the distant glen.
"Will ye hae me, Maggie?” asked
Dick imploringly.
"No, I winna,” came promptly from
her lips.
Ye winna—O Maggie, think again,
for an answer like that gaes h -no like
the stab o’ a knife. Is’t possible that
ye dinna ken I’ve never looed nybody
but yerael’ ? I’ve bed nae heai : tae gie
tae onybody sin’ I kent ye y rs lang
gane by. I’m no sae gude 1 3kin as
Bob Spaldin, an I dinna carry -_uy baid
sae high, an maybe that start' i i’ my
wi noo. But, Maggie, I’ve n b irt here
that’s yours as though it hau . ver be-
langed tae me. Whan my grc’iy dees,
I get ’er biggin, ’er coo an a’ -r chat
tels—that’s in ’er will, Magp j. The
hoos wad bo oor ain, an prr 1 wad I
botae mak’ye its qup-'n. B* • abune ! i (
a’ that, Maggie, I loo yo sairi., aa I’ll
never loo anithor. Think ag i: if ore
ye answer me—will yo hae ots, Mag
gie?”
Dick took Mag’s hand in his. and she
pressed it. She said nothing, but sim
ply smiled. Her silence was accep
tance.—Detroit Free Press.
OLD H0R.XUS.
A single French regiment, an an un
sheltered railroad bank, stood like a tar
get for tho Prussian army, massed in
the woods somo 80 yards away. Aa
the bullets fell thick about them, the
French officers ordered their men to lie
down, hat not one would obey. All
remained proudly standing about their
fleg.
1.1 that i-'ro: i-exi r- -«* of r - am pas-
’ • • • - aianxined
’V - ' ■: S s <"Ui. '. o -y oT tor-
mr -ua l -ui, uiivcit.pcd in a cloud of
stacke, lo*>kod like u flock surprised in
tho open fields by thu Grfet jpc.t of a
terrible tempest. It did iij lct.l rain
lead on tb^t t’llcide! Not i’ng could
be hoard hpt -the craeklir.g iliccharge
of musketry, the heavy ru- rbliug of
shells and the eeu- ilctrj vibration of
bulls all over thu batUsfieid.
Again an i agoiji tils foil, but
every throe clu-'ir, bold . rung out
abovo tho ciu of tna vausketry, the
oaths of the woftr.de d. tho death rattle
of the dying: “To tho Hag, boys 1 To
the flag!”
And instantly, like a vagno shadow
in that fiery fug, an officer would spring
forward, and the dauntless ensign, as
if restored to life, would look down
again upon the battle.
Twenty-two times it felL Twenty-
two times its staff, still warm as it slip
ped from a dying hand, was caught and
raised again, and when at sunset the
remnant of the regiment, a little hand
ful of men, slowly retreated the flag
was bnt a tattered rag in the hands of
Sergeant Horn us, the twenty-third en
sign of the day.
This Sergeant Hornus, an old fellow
who oonld scarcely sign his name, had
been 90 years in gaining the rank of
a noncommissioned officer. The mis
eries of the foundling and the brutality
of the barracks had left their impress
in his low, obstinate brow, his back bent
by the knapsack and that unscrupu
lous air of tho trouper in the ranks. He
stammered a little, too, but eloquence
is not csseniiul in an ensign. That
same evenin'- cf the fettle his colonel
■r.. the flag,’ my
■" i< it.”
in y coat, worn
■ .-der, tho sut-
..;uiden badge of
•In. one glory of
said to him.
gallant fello" • v [’■,
And on hit “h fi'i
and faded by i ,iu a-
lor placed &t -not t
tho ensign. 9 hi3 v.\~s
his life. Frcn t th:3 time the old troop
er hold up his head. The poor soul,
who heretofore had walked with bent
back and downcast glance, henceforth
stood proudly erect, with eyes ever
lifted to watch that scrap of cloth flut
tering in the breeze, and to hold it very
high, very upright, above death, de
feat and treachery.
Never was there a man so happy as
Horans when he stood on the battle
field, his hands clasped about his flag
staff in its leathern sheath. Silent,
motionless, grave as a priest, one would
have said that he was holding some
thing sacred. His whole life, his whole
being, centered in the fingers gripped
about the beautiful golden rag upon
which the balls seemed to hurl them-
Eelves, and bis defiant eyes looked the
Prussians straight in tfe face as if to
say,"Just try now to take It from me!”
No one did try—uos even death. After
tbo'je dfr . Uy bntt’- s cf Horny and
i jr-rv-'ott '. f c ' flag left- tho field cut to
1 u Uy riddhu
r.i U was still oi
would follow him to fall upon tho Prus
sians and destroy them utterly. When
he reached the colonel’s house, he was
not even allowed to enter. The colonel
too, was furious and would admit no
one, but Horatio did not understand
this. He wept, ho swore, he tried to
push past tho orderly.
“My flag! I wont my flagl” he
shouted.
Finally a window was thrown open.
"It is you, Hornus?”
"Yes, colwuel—I”—r-
- “All the flags are st tho arsenal.
You have.only to go th.ro fur a re
ceipt."
“A receipt^—for what?”
“It is tho marchal’s older.”
"Lat, colonel”
"Gi—m—peace!” ahd down went
the window.
Old Hornus staggered like a drunken
man.
"A receipt. A receipt,”he repeated
mechanically. Finally- hfe went off
with hut one clear idea in his head—
that his flag was at the arsenal, and
that, come what weald, he must see it
again.
The arsenal gates were opened wide
far the passage of the Prussian wagons
which were ranged in the yard. A chill
passed over Horans as he entered. All
the other ensigns wsre there and 60 or
00 officers, silent and heartbroken.
With the somber wagons standing in
the rain and the groups of men with
bared heads, it was like a funeral. All
the flags of Baxaine’s army were lying
in • heap on one comer of the muddy
pavement. Nothing oonld be sadder
than those strips of bright hued silk,
that debris of golden fringe and carved
sticks, all that glorious paraphernalia
thrown on the ground, soiled with mnd
and rain.
An officer picked them np, one by
one, and as his regiment was called
each ensign went forward to get a re
ceipt. Hard and unsympathetic, two
Prussian officers watched the registra
tion.
‘yLnd yon are going away thus!—O,
sacred, glorious tatters—displaying
your rents, trailing sadly ovor tho pave
ment, like birds with broken wings!
You are going away with the shame of
beautiful things soiled, and each of you
will cairy away a little of France.
ST. LOUIS STIRRED Cf.
A Titled Foreigner Plays Havoc
in One Home.
$100 A YEAR
MR. SKIFFS OMCI-A-WEBK TALK?THE NEWS IN BRIEF.
PERHAPS OTHERS JU8T ESCAPED.
How Tax the Trotiblatuis Frogreued Is
Hard to Find, Oat, !>nt There Is
Blseord In'One Home That
Is Quite Serious.
St. Louis, Nov. 18.—A tremendous
social sensation, involving a Russian
prince and a prominent young married
ried woman of the West End, has just
developed. Stories concerning the par
ties have been whispered about for some
time, but the denouement bordered on
the tragic. The actors in thin drama
were the Russian, known as Prince
Egelitcheff, a young man who b«n been
cutting a wide swath in St. Louis socie
ty, and Mrs. H.;M. Con drey, wife of the
senior member of the insurance firm of
Coudrey & Scott, and a daughter of Je
rome £011, of Hill, Fontaine & Go., cot
ton factors of St. Louis and Memphis
The prince has until recently occupied
a fine suite of rooms at a fashionable
West End hotel, where Mr. and Mrs.
Coudrey also boarded. He is a good
scholar, a smooth talker, a handsome
man and gallant. *
As the story goes, the prince and Mrs.
Condrey first met last summer in Chi
cago. Th^y were a good deal in each
other’s society * and^beoatne very much
attached, In tbegooursA of time Mrs.
Coudrey returned to her’ home at the
hotel. Soon the prince came also and
took up his residence at the same house.
The pair became so friendly that Mr.
Coudrey, the husband, entered a protest
agnint the foreigner’s attentions to his
wife, but the. pair found a way of meet-
1 ing away front the JioteL
In making the announcement as a
candidate for mayor of Athens I did it
in good faith, fully intended to make
the race to the end, believing tbai xny
earnest efforts would give he p - ple
confidence in this my undertaking to
abandon all thoughts, as heretofore has
been stated, that it was a business ad
vertising announcement. But I find
that all my preaohing, -talking and
writing doss not allay that belief in the _ v _
minds of many people where I ♦ xpeot- K -’ tnawJia > "• Va., is to be sold
~ tSX6S«
Telegi nuhlc Sparks and Other Items
tor Banner Readers.
-Ex-President Harrison has nothing
to say regarding the Ha waiian trou
bles.
—On Friday at Trenton, Ga., John
Rutherford, a notorious negro crimi
nal was hung.
—Practically all of the biom town of
fer
ed to find support. In the matter of.
business i think as a rule my oust* msrs’ — Mormons of the United States are
will give me credit of tellicg the truth,[ arranging for the purchase of 3.0G0,00o
The husband sent his wife back to her
In i father's, and rumor says she was sent to
your worn folds the sunshine of the j Philadelphia. When she returned some
long marches still lingers. In your sort of peace was p-.-tclied up and Mrs.
bullet holes you preserve the memory
of the unknown dead, fallen perchance
beneath the banner, struck”
“Hornus, you—they are calling you.
Go get your receipt.”
There was the flag before him. It
was really his, the most beautiful, the
most mutilated of them all, and seeing
it once more he seemed to bo standing
again on the railroad bank. He heard
the halls sing, the shells burst and the
colonel’s voice, "To tho flag, hoys!”
His 22 comrades lay there on the
ground, and he, the twenty-third, was
springing forward in his turn to seize it,
to lift the poor flag, tottering for want of
a sustaining arm. Ahl befcw vethat
day to defend it, to guard it till death.
And now—the thought of nil this sent
ei-ry drop of blood in his body to his
heSu. Maddened, desperate, he sprang
Berlnftgur Cashmere.
Rickety wooden houses, many stories
high, seemed to lean all round ns in
every possible direction, eaefi unlike
its neighbor in color and height, though
nearly all with beautifully carved shut
ters, hanging in picturesque angles
from windows, innocent of all other
pro’~*tion. In the warm sunlight, the
brown and white tones ripened into
rich shades of yellow and red, and here
and there a pale pink honse, with em
erald green window frames, threw in
a strong dash of color, and over its
neighbor’s dark carved shutters would
hang strings of red tomatoes drying
in the hot sun.
Most of the houses seemed full of
people who looked out listlessly from
behind their many colored draperies as
we passed. Others, more curious,
crowded together on overhanging ver
andas, which had absolutely “no visi
ble means of support," but whoso inse
curity seemed in no way to affect the
langhteg, chattering group of people
upon them. Every here and there the
irregular line of houses was broken by
a narrow street, winding away into al
most black darkness, so sharp was the
contrast between it and its sunny sur
roundings.
Sarinagur has six bridges crossing the
Jhelum at various Intervals, and be
tween two of these all fishing is prohib
ited by the maharajah who nominally
governs the land, th© reason given be
ing that the soul of a late maharajah
has passed into a fish, who resides in
this part of the river!—Cornhill Mag
bore it. Thou came September, the j
army at Metz, tho siege, and that long
encampment in the mud till the cannon '
rusted, and the finest troops in the
world, demoralized by inaction, by
lack of provisions and of news, died in
the trenches cf fover and despair and
deadly weariness. Leaders and men
alike lost confidence. Horans alone still
had faith. His tricolor rap was all the
world to him, and as long as he kept
that it seemed to him that nothing was
lost.
Unfortunately, as there was no more
fighting, the colonel kept the flag at his
quarters in one of the suburbs of Metz,
and honest Horans was very like a
mother whose child is ont at nurse.
He thought of it continually, and when
his longing for it became unendurable
he would rush off to the colonel’s house,
where the mere sight of his flag, rest
ing tranquilly in its place against the
wall, would send him hack with cour
age renewed, to dream under his soak
ing tent of marches, of battles, of the
flag floating gayly down there on the
Prussian trenches.
An order of Marshal Bazuine destroy
ed these illusions. One morning Hor
nus awoke to find the camp in an up
roar, the soldiers in excited groups
shouting and talking angrily and ges
ticulating toward one part of the town.
“Off with him! Shoot him!” they
cried, and the officers, walking apart
with heads bowed in shame before the
men, let them talk on unheeded.
It was indeed shameful! To 150,000
well armed, ablebodied men had just
upon the Prussian officer, tore from his
grasp his beloved ensign and tried to
lift it very high, very upright, crying,
"To the fl”— but bis voice died in bis
j throat. The staff fcii-i-hi
fa bullet- i from his fingers. In t
onsus who j that deadly air that weighed so heavily
Coudrey and her little girl, 2 years old.
again made their home with the husband
and father at the hotel nntil a few days
ago, when Mrs. Coudrey was taken to
her father’s homo.
Wednesday she' was sent in a closed
carriage with the utmost secrecy to St.
Vincent’s asylum for the insane.
Jerome Hill, the father of the unfor
tunate woman, is prostrated by the
shock and is confined to his bed.
H. M. Condrey, the husband, refused
to make any statement of the affair, but
said that he was in possession of al^the
facts in the case, and had decided what
coarse he would; pursue^ An employe
of the hotel says that Friday evening
Mrs. Condrey left the hotel greatly agi
tated, and was driven to her father’s
honse. It is said that this sadden de
parture was caused by Mr. Coudrey,
who found his wife in the apartments of
the titled foreigner.
Since his arrival in St. Louis the latter
part of last June, there has been a de
lightful air of mystery about the prince,
which many society women of the west
end have vainly endeavored to fathom,
d r.nd pii[)Tn-d ! His laminine acqnaintiiicsB do not have
:t weary air, j the plight ss doubt that Egelitcheff is a
prince, and, believe thet the stamp of
which I do; bat on entering into the
political business they are loth to be
lieve a word I say on thtt subject 1
know, and it is admitted that the mo t
monstrous lies ever told in the coun
try are on elections from the president
down to a mayor and aldermen. Lies
are frequently told by church people
who never lie except during elections,
and these accustomed to telling ties
will beat their former record on elec
tion times. I was told, and thiuk it
true, that delinquent tu-pip rs have
been offered payment of them for their
votes and other things (f like charac
ter, which ought not to be in a demo
cratic primary election—might as well
go back to the old rough and tumble
style of doing it. This primary is verg
ing towards that system of electioneer-
ing-
I started in the race with a vow that
I would be frank and houest in advo-
o*»ing myself, and instead of seeking
votes ami promising a reward for them,
would trust to the free aots of the peo
ple for my support. Coasidering the
facts in these statements I have made
that if I still continue iu the race with
the expectations of making a success
should be obliged'to pl-ca myself in aa
attitude that would be against my wish
and principles.
I claim to bo a good citizm and
woul i g)silly accept the. ffi aof mayor,
believing as I do, that a retrenchment
aud reform would surely follow, and
onr municipal affairs justly and eco
nomically rendered. Looking a: the
circumstances as I do oonneoted with
the mayor’s election, have d.tided to
withdraw my name aa a candidat:, and
herein so announce it, thanking those
of my friends for their offered support
and work.
The two candidates now In the field
are good and wise men, that would
serve the people to the best of their
ability, but as I havo not the privilege
of voting for both shall not vote for
either.
The country and commurity will be
safe so long as there is inte.ilgencB and
virtue and honor in the n—cd* P
comeand go, po'iti->-• i It,
rings rule for a cm*, but ^-uple
who only wan", and work for good gov
ernment finally come out on top, and
troth and righteousness ar* -are io pre
vail. V. W. VX.IFF.
on the surrendered town, no flag could royal line»ga is easily distinguished in
61 ec pines* In Church.
Somebody has discovered that church
sleepiness is to be explained on scientific
principles. It Is, in fact, a condition
of hypnotism, and so far from indi
cating inattention to the sermon shows
rather complete absorption by tt-
Fixing one’s mind on tho voice of the
witwiatAT in the otherwise complete si
lence of the audience room produces
just the conditions necessary to domi
nation by another’s mind, and the nod
ding head and drooping, heavy eyelids
are not eloquent of the preacher s dull
ness, but rather mute testimonials of
his powerful influence. Thus, one by
ine, are hoary traditions fading away
before the searching light of science.—
Exchange.
wave, no pride could liva, and old Hor
nus fell, crushed.—Alphonse Daudet. •
WITH A POKER
Mary Eliza Sanford Hite Wi'Ue Green.
Lickskillet came to the iront yester-
doy morning with a regular bairpull-
irg forape between two of the dusky
damsels of that section.
M .ry Eliza Sanford and Willie Green
were the parties, and they had gotten
on board too much red eye to. enable
them to live in peaoe togetberr
Down on River street they got into s
row and Mary Eliza hit Willie a heavy
liok over this head with a poker. Wil
lie ran away as fast as she could.
The police stepped in and stopped
the racket by arresting both of the dia-
turferaof the peace and Mayor Tnok
will be given a chance to make them
dance before the footlights st court
Monday.;
WATKINSViLLE RUMBLINGS.
been read an order surrendering them
to the enemy without a blow.
"And the flags”—demanded Horans.
“Tho flag" were surrendered with the
rest—the guns, the remains of the
wagon trains—everything.”
“ Th-th-thunder! "stammered the poor
fellow, “they shan’t keep mine.”
And he set off on the run toward that
side of the town. There, too. all was
^T'fng.nn National guards, civilians
and gardes mobiles were walking
about. Deputations passed, trembling,
on their way to the marshal’s house.
Hornus saw nothing, heard nothing.
He hurried np the street, muttering to
himself:
"To t**-" my flag from mo! Com*
now, can this be possible? Let Liu.
give the Prussians what ia hia own —hi
silver plate and his gilded coaches—bu-
this is mine. It is my honor. 1 forl>i<
any one to touch it.”
His sentences were broken up I;
his hurried pace and his stammerir.
tongue; but, after all, tbo old fclloi
had a plan, a clear and fixed purpose t
tnim his flag, to carry it into tbo midi-
of the regiment, and with any wk.
his manner and appearance. He is the
kind of a man who has a “way” with
women, and it is said that the scandal
was not entirely unexpected, and that it
might havo burst over other heads than
that of Mrs. Coudrey.
Reluctance on the part of the relatives
of the unfortunate woman prevents the
exact details of her friendship for the
prince becoming known, bat the story
which is bolieved by her acquaintances
is that she met Egelitcheff in Chicago
last summer while she was visiting the
World’s Fair, and that Mr. Coudrey at
that time remonstrated with her lest she
should compromise her name by receiv
ing bis attentions.
It is said that when she came hack
h°ro her actions, culminated in a quarrel
between her and her husband. It is ru
mored that she locked herself and her
little 2-year-old child in her room and
imagined that her relatives were her
worst enemies. Finally she became so
ill that a physician was called, and he
recommended that she be placed in an
Watkin* vim z, Gs, Nov. 18.—The
many friends of Ur. Seaborn Fullilove
of this county are pained to know that
be lies dangerously ill with typhoid fe
ver.
It is reported that a deer was discov
ered feedi- g in the pea field of Mr.
Hard gree, of the lower part of Ocon*e,
this week- It m&d > its escape before
chase could be giveD it.
Mr, and Mrs. C. YY. Baldwin, of Ath
ens, were in Watkinsville yesterday.
A PRACTICAL MAN.
Of all the praotical men of whom
America is justly proad no one bolds a
higher plaoe than the late Cytns W.
Field. HissonshowB that he has in
herited the shrewd common sense oi the
m«n who laid the Atlantic cable. He
writes: — 8 East69th Street,(
Nkw Yoek, Usy 8:h, 1893.)
Sfvetal times this Winter I have sul
fared from severe colds on my Lungs.
Each time I have applied Aucook’s
Porous Plasters and in every instance
I have bsen qnckly relieved by apply-
irg one across my chest and one on my
bsok. My friends, through my advice,
have tried the experiment and also
found it most sueoesiful. I feel that I
can recommend them most highly to
any one who may see fit to tty them.
Ctbus W* Field, Jr.
Bbakdbktb’s Pills are the beat med
icine Known.
Cotton was quoted st absut the same
figures yesterday as on the day pre
vious. Hid Rings were quoted at from
7 3 8 to 71*2 oenta.
asylum until she recovered from toe ef
fects of her strange hallucination.
The prince, who was at firet reported
missing, was, later, found. He not only
denied having anything to do with toe
Coudrey affair, but absolutely denied
knowing Mrs Condrey, Mr. Coudrey or
Found the Fire Alarm Plugged.
White Plains, ST. Y., Nov. 18.—Two
weeks ago the fire bell in a locked tower
at White Plains was found plugged up
with wood so that toe electric signal
from an alarm box could not ring it.
Then the other day one of toe wires of
the fire electric system was found cut in
trockhouse No. 1. Both discoveries
were made by Benjamin B. Smith, who
has charge of the electric signals.
Hals for *■> Alabama School.
Gadsden, Ala., Nov. 18.—President
Thomas, of toe Nashville, Chattanooga
and St. Louis road, hastored a donation
of $200 to the agricultural school and
experiment station at Albertville, Mar
shal county, 18 miles west of Gadsden.
This school is being built by the state.
Brought Actress and Priest Together.
Albany, Nov. 18.—At the continua
tion of toe twenty-fifth Anniversary of
the Albany High school, Miss Carrie
Tomer, toe actress who is a graduate of
the school, made an address. Father
Booker, of toe American college at Rome,
another graduate, also spoke.
Tale and Harvard Will Debate^
New Haven, Nov. 18.—Yale and
Harvard are to debate at fashionable
Newport ruder toe auspices of toe Unity
club. Two weeks ago toe Unity club
invited the two colleges to send two rep
resentatives each and argue some ques
tion satisfactory to both. Tho contest
trill take place Dec. 5.
THE DEM0REST MEDAL*
The Contest Took Place at the First
Methodist Church Friday Night.
A very good audience assembled at
the First Methodist church on Friday
night to witness the contest for tho
D'moreBt prize.
The Bannxh hzs heretofore given a
full aooount of the origin of these con
tests and will not refer to it again, only
to say that monthly contests are held
and prizes distributed.
On Friday night the following named
young ladies entered the list for the
prize, viz:
Misses Jessie Jsckson, Irene Christy,
Willie Booth, Estelle Booth, Leila Hoi-
leyman and Mary Berwick. The
judges appointed to deoide which one
of these young ladies was entitled to
the prize were Messrs. H. C. Tuck, G.
C. Thomas and Thomas Hunnicutt.
All of the young ladies did well, and
oo doubt it was a difficult matter for
the committee to decide which was toe
lucky one. After consultation, bowev-
p”, the medal was given to Miss Jessie
Jackson, Rev. W. P. Lovej iy in
few appropriate words delivered the
medal to the successful contestant.
The service was much enjoyed by all
who wero present.
To
A PAINFUL ACCIDENT
Judge
A. L. Mitchell Priday
Night.
Judge A. L. Mitchell happened to
quite a painful acoident Friday night.
He has for some time been suffering
with bis eyes and bad some medicine
that he was using on them.
Friday night Mrs. Mitohell went in
to the room to get the bottle contain
ing the medicine, but instead of get
ting that bottle got another, which the
bouse girl had placed on the mantle
and wh’ch contained ammonia.
Not knowing her mistake she drop
ped several drops into Judge Mitchell’s
eye before the mistake ass discovered
The pain was intense and Judge
Mitohell suffered very muoh from the
presence of toe ammonia in his eye.
Dr. Carlton attended to the matter
and yesterday Judge Mitchell was
some better although he was unable to
opeD his eye.
Mr.T. L. Mitchell took charge cf the
tax books at toe clerk’s office and at
tended to the clerk’s duties.
Judge Mitohell’s friends wish him
speedy recovery from his accident.
acres of laud iu Chihuahua, Mex.
—The vote on the new charter makes
Jug Tavern wet when that charter
goes into effect.
—Superior and Duluth mills ground
88,010 barrels of fl iur last week, exceed
ing the reoord by 6,430 barrels.
—James Grossman wants $10,000 from
toe city of Muncie, Ind., for the treat- ,
ment he received as a smallpox suspect.
—San Francisco, Cal, papers want
the President impeached for his atti
tude on the Haw&iin question.
—Harry L. Spring, a crank fr<m
Illinois, alarmed clerks in a Boston
office with demands for money. He
was arrested.
—Edward Burke, guilty of revrr.l
forgeries at St. Joseph, Mo., swallowed
stryohniue and died iu his mother’s
arms.
—Spirit Lake, Iowa, high school
pupils rebel against an order prohibi
ting them from attendiug evening
parties.
—The J«ffersonian Democrats in Al-
ibama are agitating the subject of re
moving the Capitol from Montgomery
to Birmingham.
—Delegates from 131 ass'eiations are
ia attendance upon the meeting of fire
and tornado insurance men at Des
Moines.
„ —Ben Helms, living near Hanceville, .
Ala , went possum hunting and cut
down a tree to dislo-Jgs a coon. The
’ree lodged against another, and while
Helms was trying to dislodge it, the
tree fell on him, crushing him to the
earth and killing him instantly.
—Members of ths Dalton gang are
losing caste. They "held up” r. man
for $1 near Blackwell in the Cherokee
Strip.
—Ten Russian convicts detained at
San Francisco issue an appeal to re
main, preferring American j tils to Si
beria.
—Taking Miss Fox’s testimony in
reference to Wi!l*«uu "nroep’s, a De
troit jury awarded b ,3 000 for breach
cf promise.
—Two white couviits named Joe
Mines and Frank Su'i'tw, were burn
ed to death iu the Ft-.- i mines iu Ala-
boma, on Monday night.
—Hanry Miller, the - gro concerned
in the killing cf Henry Braswell, near
Macon, h&3 been sentenced to be
hanged December 15 h.
—Refugees are oidered to remain
away from Brunswick for awhile yet,
as the frosts have not been heavy
enough to destroy the fever germs.
—Charles Watson, of F.-anklin,
Tenn., was instantly killed by John R.
Roberts- Watson had been too inti
mate with the wife of Roberts.
S—Will Buckalsew, a young white
man convicted of muider, but rent to
the Pratt coal miners in Alabama, was
killed on Friday by a cave-in of the
mines.
—The late Edwin Booth left an es
tate estimated to be worth $602,675.
After deducting for debts, legaoies,
final expenses, etc , there is a balanoe
of $462,335.
Bradstreet reports that business bad
picked up slowly during the past week.
R. Dun A Co. say that business is gain
ing, but it is a oonstant complaint that
toe improvement is slow.
—A dispatch from Jacksonville, Fla.,
reports the capture of Charles Sher
man, alias Maek Fletcher, who is
wanted in Harmony Grove, Ga., for
the murder cf Jeff Gore. He was cap
tured by Policeman Fritz.
—Fred D. Peer, a postefflee inspec*
tor was in the Windsor hotel at Spar
tanburg, S. C., when that structure
caught fire, and it was with great dif
ficulty that Peer saved important papers
concerning defaulting postmasters in
that section. It is thought the hotel
was fired by ircendiaries in order to
destroy these papers.
▲ sad ease of a ministerial fall is re
ported from Baltimore. Rev. Charles
M, Bragg, pastor of the Calvary street
Methodist Episcopal Chuxob, Souto,
has eloped with his organist, Miss
Ianthe Phelps, a seventeen year-old
girl, and said to be very pretty. Mr.
Bragg left a wife and fi^ve young chil
dren. He left a letter telling his wife
that he was rained man and would not
return, and to tell the children be was -
dead. He was a popular and forcible
preacher and was formerly aa editor,
A small boy selling papers yesterday
was arrested on some charge made by q
business man of this olty. He was a
stranger and bare-footsd.