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WHAT A FOKTr?i£ Is good healthy,poarlv skin, Few are aware of the short time it takes for a disordered liver to cause blotches on the face, and a dark greasy skin. Ono bottle of Beggs’ Blood Purifier and Blood Ma ker will restore the organ to its natural and healthy state, and cleanse the blood of all impurities. It is meeting with wonderful success. Wo guarantee every bottle. M. F- Word, druggist. mck7-ly BUCKLES’S ARNICA SALVE. The best salve in the world for cuts, bruises, sores, ulcers, salt rheum, fever ■ores, tetter, chapped hands, chilblains, corns, and all skin eruptions, and posi tively cures piles, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give perfect satisfac tion, or mouoy refundod. Prloe 25 cents per box. For sale by J. R. Wikle & Cos., druggists. mchl7-ly English Spavin Liniment removes all hard, soft or calloused lumps and blem ishes from horses. Blood spavin, curbs, splints, sweeny, ring-bono, stifles, sprains, all swollen throats, coughs, eto. Save SSO by use of ono bottle. Warran* ted. Sold by M. F. Word, druggiit, Cartersville. novl-ly ADVICE TO MOTHERS. Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup, for children teething, is the prescription of one of the best female nurses and physicians in the United Stotts, and has been used for forty years with never failing success by millions of mothers for their children. During the process of teething, its value is incalculable. It relieves the child from pain, cures dys entery and dyarrhoea, griping In the bowels, and wind colic. By giving health to tlio child it rests the mother. Price 25c. a bottle. augl9-ly WHY IS IT That people linger along always com plaining about that continued tired feel ing? One bottle of Beggs’ Blood Puri fier and Blood Maker wi.il entirely re move this feeling, give them a good ap petite and regulate digestion. For sale byM. F. Word. may7-ly A GOOD COUGH STRI P. There is nothing peronts should be so careful about as selecting a cough syrup. Beggs’ Ohery Cough syrup costs no more than the cheap and inferior nos trums thrown on the market. The best is none too good, be sure and get Beggs’ Cherry Cough syrup. AA'e keep it on hand at all times. M. F. Word, Drug gist* mav7-ly CHILDBIRTn MADE EASY By a wonderful medicine offered by us. This remedy, after thirty years’ trial proves to be the panacea for woman’s sufferings. After on active practice of thirty vears Madam Chavel'e began tlio uso of this remedy, which she calls Legacy to suf fering woman. It gives tone and vigor to the muscles enfeebled by long con tinued distention, and relieves the gnaw ing, grinding pains always experienced by pregnant women, and when the hour of confluoment arrives, the parts having been previously put in good condition by the use of this Legacy, the labor is of short durations, the pains neither so se vere nor so prostrating as usual, the womb is held in its proper position, which could not have existed without its use. Prico fI.QO. feb2s-ly BEGGS’ CHERRY COUGIUsYRUP Is giving Si londid satisfaction to the trade and the sales are positively mar velous, which can be accounted for in no other way except that it is without doubt the best on the market. Ask for and be sure you get the genuine. AA r e keep it. M. F. AA'ord, druggist. may7-ly My motner nas naa a congn ror twen ty years, pneumonia leaving ber with a bronchial trouble. Two years ago, ber lungs becoming involved, she became very much emaciated and lost all strength, being under regular treatment of a physician arid taking medicine all the hours of the day. This continued until a year ago when I saw your adver tisement of Acker’s English Remedy for consumption and procured a bottle, as the tickling in her throat was unromit t ingand so irritating as to make talking impracticable. She was so much re lieved that another bottle was procured and wo now buy by the case, she nevor being without it. She lias no physician and takes no other medicines. She re marked lately that if she had not pro cured It when she did she would he doad. We have recommended it to others, who always receive benefit from it. If any ono desiring further particulars will ad dress me with a stamp I will answer with pleasure, as I deem it the best medicine made. A trial only is neces sary to convince any one of its merits. Very respectfully, I). W. Simsions, P. M.. janSl-ly Cave Spring, Ga. For sale by J. R. Wlklo & Cos. I desire to state voluntarily and for the benefit of the public, that having been troubled with a severe bronchial d'fli culty and a terrible cough for the past two years, so that at times I felt almost discouragod and even despaired of get ting better, J have, through the use of Dr. Acker’s English Remedy for con sumption, been entirely cured, and can not say too much in its favor. Judging from its effects upon me,l consider it the greatest remedy in the world for all throat, bronchial and lung troubles. jan3l-ly <i. G. Leake, Ceda’-town, Ga. For sale by J. R. Wikle & Cos. CHEAP MONEY. The Atlanta Trustaud Banking Com pany is prepared to negotiate loans on Bartow county farm lands, at 0 audS per cent., with reasonable commission. APPIy Do I. 7 GEAR WIKEE, tf Attorney at Law. Prof. Loisefte’s MEMORY DISCOVERY ARQ TRAINING METHOD In spit© of adulterated imi lotions which miss the theory, and practical results of tho Original, In sp*te of the grossest misrepresentations by envious would be competitors, and in spite of 4 ‘base at tempts to rob” him of the fruit of his labors, (all of which demonstrate the undoubted superiority and popularity of his teaching), Frof. Loisette'a Art of Never Forgetting is recognized t-e-day in both Hemispheres as marking an Epoch in Memory Culture. His Prospectus (sent poet free) gives opinions of people fn all parts of the globe who have act ually studied his System by ccrrsspondenco, showing that his System is used onU/ white oeing f,*udied, not afterward*; that any book can be learned in aMi >wle reading, mind-wand,, ring cured, £c. For Prospectus, umrms and Teatimouift's addrers Prof. A. LOISETTE, 237 Fifth Arenac, N. V nov2l-3ru. MY LOVE. My love’s sweet eyes are blue, My love’s fair eyes are true; They gaze at me So earnestly That all my soul is stirred. My love’s dear voice is low. And like soft music's flow , My pulses beat i AVith joy complete, Responsive to her word. My love’s brave heart is strong, And swift to answer wrong; So tender, too, That grief doth sue For shelter ’neath its wings. My love’s pure thoughts ascend, As blossoms skyward tend; They are for me, Unconsciously, The guides to nobler things. — M. G. McClelland. ZULEIKA’S BEEHIVES. BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES. “Papa, I really think you ought to interfere,” said Zuleika,' her cheeks iflame, her eyes full of wrathful lire. “Papa, I do wish you would put Zuleika in her place, once for all!”spoke Rosamond the regal. The Professor laid down his pen with polysyllabled word yet unfinished, and sighed a Borean sigh. “More trouble,” said lie. “What is the matter now?” “Aunt Pauline has sent me a cherry colored cashmere dress,” sputtered Zule ika—“the prettiest color!—and three yards of susah to trim it with. And— and Rosa has cooily appropriated it!” “I needed anew gown,” observed Rosamond. “And Zu can do very well with her dyed sagegreeu. Besides, Pm the oldest!” “Is that any reason you should be a thief?” retorted the irate Zuleika. “Girls, girls!” protested the Professor, turning his slim, white fingers in the hair of his head. “Make her give it back to me, papa!” said Zuleika. “It’s mine! Aunt Pauline never sent it to her. She has no business to take it.” “Tell her to remember that she is only a child, papa,” calmly remarked Rosa mond, “and that she ought to defer to her ciders.” Zuleika so far forgot her dignity as to make a face at Rosamond, at this stage of the discussion. “Ob, I just wish Captain Calverly could know what a whited sepulchre you are,” said she. “Just wait until I get a chance—won’t I tell him about the Balm of Roses and the Coreopsis Cream for the Complexion, and ” “Papa, w ill you silence her?” appealed Rosamond, with the expression of a grieved angel. “Girls, girls,” groaned the Professor, “do reflect. Here is this manuscript to be sent off to the Scientific Bi- Weekly at four o’clock this afternoon, and how do ypu suppose it’s to be done? Rosamond, don’t tease your sister. Zuly, be a good girl, and mind what Rosamond says.” The Professor went back to his" stacks of pens and pools of ink. Rosamond darted one triumphal glance at her younger sister, and sailed like a royal gal leon out of the door. Zuleika rau headlong into the garden, aud never let loose the torrent of her sobs and tears until she was safe down among the pinks and phloxes, where the bees went in and out of two little hives aud kept up a murmurous hum. “I wish I was one of you, you dear lit tle brown-belted things!” passionately cried she, resting her chin in her hands as she sat staring at them, her vision blurred by tears. ‘ ‘Then there wouldn’t be any question of gowns and boots and horrid, cross elder sisters. I wonder is it wicked to hate Rosamond as I do? I shouldn’t hate her if she was kind and considerate to me, and acted as if she loved me just the least little bit in the world. It isn’t the cherry-colored cash mere so much—though I would like a new’ gown that hadn’t been dyed over, and that Rosamond hadn’t worn all the beauty out of before I got hold of it—- but it’s the hateful, hideous, out-ra-geous injustice of the thing. I’ve almost a mind to run away, or to go for hired help, or drown myself or something. Jacob!” —springing suddenly to her feet—“what are doing here?” “Please, Miss Zuleika,” said the stolid farmhand, “Eben Phelps, he’s come al - ter the bees.” “And what business has Eben Phelps with my bees, I’d like to know?” “Miss Jefferd so'td ’em to him, miss. She don’t want no bees here. She’s go in’ to have the ground leveled for a ten nis court—whatever that may be.” Zuleika Jefferd stepped tragically to the side of her beehives. “This is too much!’ ; said she. “They are my bees—not Miss Jefferd's; and if any one dares to lay hands on a hive, I'll have them prosecuted for trespass' Do you hear that, Jacob?” Jacob retreated. There was no mis taking tho determiuaiton in Zuleika's eyes. Eben Phelps was forced to drive away without even a parley. “Not’s I expected to carry away twohives o’ bees in broad daylight,” he explained to Jacob. “Ye might 'a knowed better'n that, Jake: but 1 sorto o’ wanted to look at ’em afore I closed the bargain.” “Guess ye hadn't better,” said Jacob. “Our young missy she means just what she says, and the bees is hern, anyway. Squire Bassett he gin ’em to herhisself.” Rosamond Jefferd only shrugged her handsome shoulders when she heard this. “I mean to have my tennis court,” said she, “And I mean to get rid of those odious bees—all in good time. Of course Zu will rage, but she’s always raging about something.” Time passed on. The cherry-colored cashmere was made up, and Miss Jefferd decided to wear it for the initial time on tbs occasion of the visit of Mr. Franklin Jefferd, a distant cousin, in whose eyes she desired to appear her very best. “If he's really the rich member of the family,” argued Rosamond, “its worth the while to take a little pains with one’s dress. Wc all know that a first impres sion is everything.” “I suppose you’d like to marry him and spend all his money for him,” said Zuleika, who was reluctantly helping in the kitchen. For Rosamond had decreed a stupen dous “company dinner,” and there was no one who made such exquisite mayon naise as Zuleika. Rosamond laughed scornfully. “Little girls should be seen and not heard,” said she. “Indeed, as I have decided to invite Mrs. Matthews aud Dr. and Mrs. Raynhan, there won’t be room for you at the table.” Zuleika's eyes flashed. ‘•Aon won’t dare to leave me out!” said she. “You’ll see whether I will or not,” re sponded composed Rosamond. “Rosamond,” said Zuleika, her breath coming thick and fast, “it would be a judgment on you if I were to get married first, after all!” ‘ -Much chance there is of your getting married!” jeered Rosamond, as she smoothed the icing on her loaf of sponge cake. The hour of the unknown cousin’s ar rival came. Rosamond looked mostpro vokiugly pretty in the cherry colored cashmere and a cluster of deep red roses at her belt. Zuleika, in the neutral tinted sage green, felt like a katydid or a grasshop per, or any other painfully insignificant insect. ‘:Aud now,” said Rosamond, glancing at her imperial presence in the parlor mirror, which Zuleika was diligently pol ishing with plate ponder and :: ch&rv'us doth, “I’m going out to gather some carnations.” Zuleika made no comment, but within herself she thought: “Yes, do. That’s right! I planted the carnations, and I watered them, and I took care of them—and you coolly ap propriated them. It’s always so, in this family, and papa never interferes to pro tect my rights!” She was thus soliloquizing when she saw another reflection than her own iu the mirror. She gave a jump and a scream simultaneously. “Don’t be frightened,” said the ap parition. “You are Rosamond, aren’t you? lam your cousin Franklin.” He was very cordial and haudsome, with pleasant, dark eyes, a rich olive complexion, and a sweet, deep voice. Zuleika was quite certain that she was going to like him. “No,” said said she, “I’m not Rosa mond. lam Zuleika, the younger sister. But I’m very glad to see you, all the same, and I’m sorry papa hasn’t come back from the postoffice yet. Aud” (hurriedly fling ing the chamois-clotn into the pot-pourri jar) “I’ll go out with you into the garden, and show you where Rosamond is.” For she was secretly determined, in spite of her wrongs, to give Rosamond every fair chance. Franklin Jefferd looked down at the | light, agile figure, as he walked beside it. I How pretty she was! AVhat a delicate j pink color burned on her clear cheek, I and how intensely blue her eyes were! | And then those silky rings of light-brown hair that were blowing about her fore j head—what a bewitching framework they made to her face! “If Rosamond is prettier, she must be very pretty,” he thought. At that moment the sound of shiieks and vituperations burst on the scented summer air, and Rosamond, forcing her way through the tall lilac bushes, rushed into the open garden, both hands clasped over her face. Was it Rosamond—this figure with disheveled hair, eyes swollen to nearly twice their size, face disfigured with in numerable stings, and complexion pur ple with rage and pain? “It's your horrid, hateful bees that have done it, Zuleika!" she screamed. “Anyhow, I threw both hives into the brush and smashed them, and—l’d like j to fling you after them! Yes, I would!” j “It warn’t the creet.urs’ fault, Miss Jefferd,” explained the voice of Jacob, i the hired man, who brought up the rear, j beating off a cloud of infuriated insects with the brim of his straw hat. “Bees is allers quick to take offense—an’ you just slapped out at ’em when they came harmlessly humruin’ round about your ear. And it didn’t better matters none \ when you kicked the hives over into the | brook. I shouldn’t wonder now, ef it I was twenty-four hours afore ye could see i outen your eyes ag’in.” “Papa,” cried Rosamond, “if you i don’t put a stop to Zuleika's obstinacy and willfuness—” “It isn’t papa, Rosamond,” said Zu leika, in a low voice, as she gently de tached her sister’s hand from the stran ger’s arm. “It is Mr Franklin Jefferd. We came out to look for you.” “I’m sorry you’re so badly stung, cousin Rosamond,” said Mr. Jefferd. “A little bicarbonate of soda, dssclved in water—” But Rosamond, muttering a few in coherent words of excuse, vanished under the honeysuckles that draped the porch, leaving Jacob to do battle alone with the winged enemies, and Zuleika and Franklin to console each other. And this was the “first impression” which she succeeded in making upon her unknown cousin! ! “Was it my fault that Frank liked me 1 better than you?” Zuleika asked her sis ter, six weeks afterward. “You needn’t scold me because I am engaged to be married before you. He chose for him self, didn’t he?” “It was the fault of your bees,” said angry Rosamond. “I believe you kept them there on purpose.” “Won’t you speak one kindly, loving word to me, Rosamond, now that I am so happy?” whispered Zuleika. “Say: that you rejoice in my good fortune!” j But Rosamond remained stubbornly si- 1 lent. “I don’t think,” said Betsy BUir, ’’the housekeeper, “that poor Miss Zuleika ever khew what it was to be really loved or looked after until she was engaged to Mr. Frank. The Professor meant well, bet he'd no eyes for anything but his books. And Miss Rosa—oh, she was a regular tyrant! And yet at the weddin’ everybody was sayin’: ‘What a very amiable person Miss Jefferd is, and whut a relief it must be to her to git that trou blesome younger sister of hers married off!’ Oh, the injustice of this world!" Her gossip, old Mrs. Hale, shook her cap borders. “It’s what we must expect this side o’ the Promised Land!” said she, senten* tiously.— Sat nr day Niyh l. Where the “Nickels” Come From. In the Copper Cliff Mine, near Sud bury, Canada, it is said, more nickel is being produced than the entire market of the world calls for, at current prices. A little branch railway of the main line of the Canadian Pacific Railway, four miles iu length, leads out to (lit miuc, which opens into the face of a crag of the brown, oxidized Laurentian rock, characteristic of this region. The miners are now at work at a depth of about three hundred feet below the surface. As fast as the nickel and copper bear ing rock is hoisted out it is broken up and piled upon long beds, or ricks, of pine wood, to be calcined, or roasted, foi the purpose of driving out the sulphur which it contains. The roasting process is of the nature of lime kilning or charcoal burning. Each great bed of ore requires from oue to two months to roast. When roasted, the rock goes to the principal smelter, a powerful blast furnace, “jacketed”—in mining phrase—with running water, to enable it to sustain the great heat requisite to re duce the crude, obdurate mineral to flu idity. The 'Goss of the molten mass is first allowed to flow oft, and afterward the nearly pure mickel and copper, blended together in s.n alloy called the “mat,” oi matte, is drawn off at the. base of the furns.ee vat into borrow pots, and wheeled away, still liquid and fiery hot, to cool in the yard of the smelter. The mat contains about seventy percent, of nickel, the remaining thirty per cent, being mainly copper. AA'heu cool, the conical pot loaves of mat can easily be cracked iu pieces by means of heavy hammers. The frag ments are then packed in* barrels and shipped to ‘Swansea in AVales and to Ger many, where the two constituent metals are separated and refined by secret pro cesses which are very jealously guarded by the nvliufacturers. So jealously is the secret kept that no one in America has yet been able to learn the process, although one young metal lurgist spent three years at Swausea, working as a common laborer in the re fining factories in order to procure it. At present there are produced daily at the Copper Cliff Mine about ninety pot loaves of mat, each weighing near four hundred aud fifty pounds, an output which yields au aggregate of more than four thousand tons of nickel a year.— Youth's Companion. The Struggle of Sea and Land. We stand on a bluff at the seashore. | The suif is undermining it. That deep j cutting into the bank is its work. An ; overhauging mass of earth is thrown | down and becomes the toy of the waves, which reduces it to gravel. This in its turn becomes ammunition to be hurled against the shore. Wherever this pro cess is going on, the land falls back be fore the advancing sea, and considerable results are evident iu a short time. The Island of Heligoland has been reduced, within a thousand years, from a consider able island to a mere rock, The strings of rocky islands along many coasts arc remnants of destroyed shoreland. Thus the land yields with hardly a struggle to the supremacy of the sea, Loose alluvial terrains give way in a body. The Zuyder Zee so came into being five hundred years ago, aud Holland, part of which is below the level of the sea, would have been likewise overflown if it had not been defended by artificial dikes. Sub sidences of ground have also been some times observed during earthquakes. Iu other places the sea gives way. Rivera carry out masses of detritus and deposit them along the, shores* causing the land to advance. By the operation of this process Ronlan ports on the east ern coast of Italy have been left away in land, and the whole alluvial districts of the upper Italian plain have beeu wrested from the sea. —Popular Science Monthly. fifrent Minds at Sea. Many of the greatest minds of tht world have been upon the ocean, but how few great thoughts have been conceived at sea, says the Ocean. Men of the highest genius seem to be transformed as soon as they get at a distance from land in a rolling vessel. There is an inability j to control the mind while at sea, a difti ; culty in concentrating the attention on ; the task of even writing in one’s diary, or reading even the most trifling Action. From this experience the best disciplined I minds are not free. When at home on land they can, without friction or dis turbance, carry on mental operations eveD while many are talking or playing about them; their faculties are so well poised that they obey the word of command, but at sea they can do nothing with the intellect. Were it not for the impossi bility of controling the intellectual forces a ship on a long voyage would be the best conceivable retreat for those who wish to think, or write, or read. Miles. The Irish mile is 2240 yards. The Swiss mile is 9153 yards. The Italian mile is 1766 yards. The Scotch mile is 1984 yards. The Tuscan mile is 1808 yards. The German mile is 8106 yards. The Arabian mile is 2143 yards. The Turkish mile is 1826 yards. The Flemish mile is 6569 yards. The Vienna post mile is 8296 yards. The Roman mile is 1628,0 r 2025 yarda. The Werst mile is 1167, or 1337 yards. The Dutch and Prussian mils is 6480 yards. The Swedish and Danish mile is 7341.5 yards. The English and American mile is 176(1 yards. BUDGET OF FUN. HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES. Tlio Dipper—No Voice Under the Sofa—Not so Bad as That— Brawn and Brain, Etc., Etc. iTwas an evening in December, And we stood there all alone, And you pointed to the heavens, Where the jeweled dipper shone, ’ And you told me to remember When I saw those bright stars shine, That as long as the dipper hung thero So long you would be mine. Again it is December And I am all alone; \ And of late I’ve lost the interest I once had in stars, I own. But somehow the idea strikes me, As I watch that starry group, Since you wed my rival yesterday, That dipper’s in the soup. —Toledo Blade • NO VOICE UNDER THE SOFA. Ada—‘‘How is it that Lena is so popu lar with the young men, Fanny? Why, she’s as homely as a parrot.” Fanny—“ Yes; Lena is very homely; but you see, Ada, she has no little brother. ” Time. NOT SO BAD AS THAT. Mrs. Poortable—“lt is raining fear fully outside. Hadn’t you better stay and take supper with us, Mr. Smith?” Smith—“Oh, no, Mrs. Poortable; the weather can't be as bad as that.”— Texas Siftings. T*RoTisn>a. Mr. Bilks—“ Harry, what the deuce do you take such long walks for? I should think you were getting in prac tice for a six days’ go-as-you-please.” Harry—“You see, we have got anew baby down to our house, and I am get ting in trim.”— Kearney Enterprise. WEEPS FOK JOY. Fond Mamma—“Oh, uncle, you should see our darling baby when I play the piano! He just listens by the hour, and when I cease playing the nurse has to take him away, he cries so awfully.” Cynical Uncle—“ Perhaps—aw—my,s—aw—my, dear, he—aw—weeps for—aw—joy?”— News Letter. GROSSLY LITERAL. “So Jones has gone the way of all mankind?” “Yes,” said a friend. “A brick fell on his head and killed him.” “You know death loves a shining mark.” “True. Jones was very bald.”— Merchant Traveler. STILL IN FORCE. Young (but high-priced) Physician— “ Yes, medical science has made great strides in the last decade. The old and nonsensical practice of bleeding patients, for instance, has been entirely done away with and” Patient (with a groan)—“Not by a long shot, it hasn’t.”— Lawrence Ameri can. AN EXCEPTION WANTED. Pastor (to the country couple he has just married) —“Marriage gives you each certain duties. The husband must pro tect his wife, but the wife must follow him everywhere.” Fat Wife (weighs 200 pounds—frowns anxiously)—“Oh, sir, can’t that be changed! My husband is a letter-car rier.”— Wasjh BRAWN AND BRAIN. Miss Swift—-“ George has been waiting on me for the last two years, and we are to be married when he leaves college. He is ths most muscular man in his class.” Miss Jersey Hytes—“lndeed 1 He waited on me at the Profile House last summer, and I noticed that he was unusually agile with his tray.” — •-Time* TURNED THE CROCK FORWARD. Employer—“ What do you mean by coming to dinner at this time of day? I told you not to come till the shade of the barn touched the box, and here you are at It) O’clock.” O'Kelly—“Share, sur, an’ the shade touches tlier box.” “I don’t see how that can be?” “I'moved ther box, ver honor.” WANTED OCCUPATION. “Here’s a philosopher who says that no thoroughly occupied person is ever miserable, Bill,” observed a tramp to his companion, laying down a newspaper in which he had been carrying a sandwich. “Well, he’s right," said the other. “If I could be occupied for a week by a select party of square meals, I think I should forget my misery " — Harper a Ba- ttlS PREFERENCE. “Poor?” said Jones, to a young man who was complaining of his lack of worldly goods. “Of course. But think of the great men who have, come to the city worth fifty cents and died worth millions.” “Yes,” answered the wise young man. “but I would rather come to the city worth millions and die worth fifty cents.” — Life. THE TIME FOR ACTION. “Say, mister,” said a small boy, as he climbed the fence to meet the wagon that came lumbering up the road “what have you got in that wagon?” “Shingles.” “Fur this house?” “Yep.” “Come on, Jimmy. Get the blankets and the buffalo robes, and the side meat out of the wood shed. We may as well start West now.” —Merchant Ti aider. AN ACCOMPLISHED SERVANT. “What do you wish!” asked the ser vant who answeied the ring at the door. “Baron de Veauminet.” “What do you wish to see him for?” “It is in relation to a promissory note.” “The Baron went out of town yester day.” “Now,that is too bad; I wanted to pay him the amount I owe him.” “But,” added the servant, “he re turned this morning.” —French -Jolce. A QUEER STORY. Stranger (driving past the foot of a mountain, to driver) —“Anything remark able about this mountain!” Driver—“ There is nothing peculiar about the hill itself, but there s a queer story connected with it.” Stranger—“ What is that?” Driver—“A young lady and gentleman went out for a walk on this hill; they ascended higher and higher and—and never came back again.” Stranger—“ Dear me! What, then, be came of the unhappy pair?” Driver—“ They went dowu on the other side.” IT WAS SAD. She was a solid, practical woman of fifty, with no nonsense in her composi tion, and he was a grocer's clerk with the down of youth on his chin and a desire to be funny. She stopped at the door and inquired: “Have you any cauliflower?” “It's according to what you call a flower,” lie promptly replied. “Have you any cauliflower, sir?” “I might call a beet a call-a-flower.” She had a folded umbrella in her grasp. She put the end of the staff against his youthful breast, gave a sudden push, and he went backward into a basket of onions with a shriek of dismay and a long rip in his shirt, bosom. “Peihaps you can call that,” she ob served, as she passed on. “Call again, ma’am!” he managed to say, as lie worked out of the basket.— Detroit Free Press. don't KNOW’ ADAM. As Artemus Ward was once traveling in the ears, dreading to be bored, and feeliug miserable, a man approached him, sat down and said: “Did you hear the last thing on Horace Greeley?” “Greeley? Greeley?” said Artemus. Greeley? Who is he?" The man was quiet about five minutes. Pretty soon he said: “George Francis Train is kicking up a good deal of a row over in England; do you think they will put him in a bastile?" “Train? Train? George Francis Train?” said Artemus, solemnly. “I never heard of him.” This ignorance kept the man quiet for fifteen minutes; then he said: “What do you think about General Grant’s chances for the Presidency?” Do you think they will run him?” “Grant? Grant? Hang it, man,” said Artemus, “you appear to know more strangers than any man I ever saw.” The man was furious; he walked up the car, but at last came back aud said: “You big ignoramus, did you ever hear of Adam?” Artemus looked up and said: “What was his other name?” Haunted by Squirrels. A short distance back from the river road, opposite Belleville, N. J., is a strange old stone house, very imposing in appearance, and, with its quaint bat tlements, looking as if it only wanted a moat, a portcullis, and a drawbridge to make it a castle capable of withstanding a vigorous siege. As matters stand, however, it is merely a farmhouse. For a long time it was supposed to lie haunted, aud nobody could bo induced, even by the most liberal offers of re duced rent, to live in it permanently. A few adventurous spirits, who essayed to pass a night in one of its gloomy rooms, were glad to get out with the first gleam of dawn, bringing away with them stories of spirits of a boisterous character, who made the hours of darkness hideous by tramping tumultously np and down the wide oak stairways. At last a young farmer and his wife moved in at a merely nominal rental. An unearthly clattering on the stairs frightened the crmplc half out of their wits the first night, and the wife tried to per suade her consort to get up and investi gate, For an hour he argued desperately with her on the advisability of lying Still. She declared, despairingly, that if he wouldn’t investigate she must either die or get up herself. Finally they effected a compromise by creeping out of the bed together. They lit the lamp and creeped cautiously out of the chamber door. . The first glance solved the mystery. Big gray squirrels literally swarmed upon all the landings, and every one of them had a big nut of some kind between his paws. The main supply of nuts was stored in an unused garret, where some forgotten teanant had placed them long ago. The squirrels arranged themselves in gangs on each landing, and those at the top of the house carried the nuts, one by one, out of the garret, and sent them rolling down the stairs to the next landing, where they were received by the gaug waiting for them, and pushed down another flight. In this way they reached an old cellar, which was evi dently the squirrels’ storeroom, for it was well stocked with nuts. They were transferring the supply from attic to base ment. The nuts were very dry and hard, and as they bounded from stair to stair in their descent the echoing noise they made on the heavy, seasoned boards sounded loud and threatening in the night. The farmer and his wife quickly routed the squirrels, and on the follow ing day they cleared the nuts out of the garret. They have remained undis turbed in the ancient mansion since the first night of their occupancy.— Mew York Sun. The eight standard chants of the Russo- Greek Chnrch are original Byzantine airs, which have beeu preserved unchangsd f or at least 700 years, and proably 1000. Executor's Sale. hahtow county v vrci. gla will 1,0 rtnld before the highest bidder at public outcryfoniw p^,r,?v,4 B fowSrt commend,,* li, tl,o alley tea 110) foot rJefS .'w* SMSo 8 I*, o front,ln'g “ "> r . aar( '‘ l 11 frame Store ho£? Si , ihe fr * n ‘® Htorft house and lot, Ivina imm-' diately west, of the liiat above deaprihril fronting 22 feet and four u] E on M street and running back north I'ttVet mnr. '! . l 'V u !" leJ west, by brick shop Jf w A Bradley, this lot running to said shop. Alt the foregoing offer a rare opportunity for a good In vestment. All sold us the property of tUe 1"' ' r ” h, ‘ p - Hood and hts wife, Nancy R Hood, both deceased, and late of the county oi York and state of South Carolina, for the? pur pose J,f division In accordance with the last wills ' P; and Nancy R. Hood, copies ol w hich filed In the Ordinary’s office of said county of Bartow, and the other requirements of the laws of Georgia compiled with. Terms of sale ”"e , TU , iru , tnsn. one-third in one year and one thlrd in two years, with interest from day ol sale at H per cent, on deferred payments. Bonds for title given or deed #iven anil mortgage taken to secure deferred payments, ns the undersigned may elect at time of sale. " ’ .. . , . , SAMUELS. PLEXICO, Adm r debonls non cum tesla mento John I* Hood, deceased. SAMIJL S. PI,EXIOO, -1, . Ji * ei!uto 1 r °f Haney K. Hood, deceased. I his 2ilh Nuvomber, lfsSD. OFFICE OF ORDINARY BARTOW COUNTY Cartersvllle, Gu,, November 28, IBS9,—To all whom It may concern ; The npprnioers appointed hy The court to set apart a twelve months' sup port to Rebwea Sloan and her six minor children out of the estate of her deceased husband, Robert Sloan, have made their report ae required bylaw, and tbe same Is now of file in my office, and ali persons are hereby notified that if no good cause Is shown to tho contrary, the same will be made the Judgment of the court on the first Monday In January, 1890. U. W. HENDRICKS, Ordinary. OFFICE OFORDINARY BARTOW COUNTY t:artrSYSik, November 28, IBS9.—John P. Stegnil, administrator of and. F. Vav.Rhan, de ceased, In due form, hae applied to the undersign ed for leave to Rell tho lands belonging to the estate of said deceased, aud said application will be heard on tho first Monday In January next. 0. W. HENDRICKS, Ordinary, CN BORGIA, BARTOW COUNT I~n7,t!< to JT Debtors and Creditors. All persons hold Ing claims against the estate of B. M, Arnold, late of Bartow county, deceased, are hereby no tified to present the same to the undersigned at once, and all parties Indebted to the same ars requested to call and make settlement. J. M.anri 8, R. ARNOLD. Administrators of It. M. Arnold, deceased, Georgia, turtow county. - Whereas, L. P. Gaines, administrator of Moses Motes, represents to the court in hts peti tion, duly tiled and entered on record, that he has folly administered Moses Motes' estate. Thi# Is therefore to cite all persons concerned, kindred and creditors, to show cause, if any they can, why said administrator should not be discharged from his administration, and receive letters of dismission on the first Monday in February, 1890. G. W. H KNDKICKB, Ordinary. SFFICE OF ORDINARY BARTOW COUNTY. —Cartersvllle, Ga., November 2#. 1889.—T0 all its it may concern: Den. X*. Schooler, ad ministrator of Mary A, Schooler, deceased, has in due orm applied to the undersigned for leave to aufj the lundM helonarimr t.n the estate of said deceased, and said application will be heard on the first Monday in January next. G. W. HENDRICKS. Ordinary. N /GEORGIA. BARTOW COUNTY. —To all VX whom it may concern : >Villlm C. Baker hat In due foam applied to the undersigned for permanent letters of administration on the es tate of Mrs. Parthenta Baker, late of said coun ty. deceased, and l will pass upon the said appli cation on the first Monday in January next Given under my hand and official signature, thia December 2nd. 1889. G. W. HENDRICKS, Ordinary, / OFFICE OF ORDINARY BARTOW COUNTY, VXCarterHVille, Ga,, November 28, 1889. Notice Is hereby given to nil persous concerned, that on the day of——lßßß. Anthony Richey, lat# of said county, departed this life intestate, and no person has applied for administration on the estate of said Anthony Richey, in said State. That administration will be vested tn the Clerk of the Superior Court or some other fit and proper person, after the publication of this citation, un less valid objection is made to his appointment, on the first Monday in January, IK9O. Given un der my hand and official signature. G. W. IIENDRR KB. Ordinary, Georgia” bartow county. - Whereas, L. P. Gaiues aud B. H. Beosly, administrators of the estate of Mrs. M. F. Beasly, deceased, represent to the court in their petition, duly filed and of record, that they have fully ad ministered said estate. This is therefore to cite all persons concerned, both heirs and creditors, to show cause. If any they can, why said admin istrators should not be discharged from their ad ministration and receive letters of dismission on the let Monday In February, 1890. G. W. HEADRICKS. Ordinary. OFFICE OF ORDINARY BAR,TOW COUNTY. Cartersvllle, ija.. December 2, 1889. This is. give notice that a petition by the citizens of the 828th dfabrict, G. M., of said county, has bee® filed this day in the Ordinary's office, in terms of the statute, preparatory to submitting the ques tion of “ For Fence or Stock Law," to the legal voters of said district. Therefore, all persons objecting to the same will file their counter peti tion to the same in the Ordinary’s office on 05 by the 2d day of January, 1890, else said election will bo ordered a petitioned for. GEO, W. HENDRICKS, Ordinary. OFFICE OF ORDINARY BARTOW COUNTY. Cartersvllle. Ga., December 4, 1889.—Where as, Elizabeth A Bey and I. W. Alley, administra tors of Tsham Alley, deceased, represent to the court in their citation, duly fifed and entered on record, that they have fully administered Jsham Alley’s estate. This is therefore to cite all per sons concerned, kindred and creditors, fo enow cause If any they can, why asW administrators should not be discharged from their administra tion and receive letters of dismission on the first Movdojr In March, 1890. G. W. HENDRICKS, Ordinary. /"OFFICE OF ORDINARY BARTOW County.— Cartersvllle, Or., Oct. 24th, 1889. Whereas, W. J. Hi!burn, administrator of J. C. Aycock. represents to the court in bis petition, duly filed and entered on record, that he has fully administered J C. Aycock’s estate. This is therefore to cite all persons concerned, heirs and creditors, to show cause, if any they can, why said administrator should not be discharged from his administration and receive letters of dismission on the first Monday In February, 1890. <JU W .Jl END RISKS, Ordinary. Money to Loan. APPLY TO C. H. AUBREY. Office: Up-stairs below P. O. novli Notice of Stockholders’ Meeting. The First National Bank OF CARTERSVILLE. Cartersville, Ga., December 3rd, 1889. 'VOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that the regular Annual meet'Cg the shareholders of The First Bank of Cartersville, Ga., lor the elec tion of a Board ot Directors for Bank and for transacting an y business that may be brought. before said meeting, will be he and at their Bank ing Office in Cartersville, Ga . on second Tuesday in January next oe tween the hours ol 10 ° cl°cs - • - ; 4 o’clc ck P. M. J- H. ' ,j!rW4~