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NEW EVERY MORNING. * !
E'.vry day is a fresh beginning,
1 -very morn is a world made new;
\ 0:1 who are weary of sorrow and sinning,
] lore is a beautiful hoi>e for you;
A hope lor mo and a hope for you. u
All the past things are past and over,
The t;>si;s are done and the tears are shed;,
Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover;
5 i steed ay "a wounds which smarted and Wed,
Are h siled with tho healing which night haf
shed.
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Yesterday now is a part of forever,
Hound up in r. sheaf which God holds tight,
"With glad days and sad days and bod days which
no ver
thall visit us more with their bloom and their
blight,
Their fullness of sunshine or sorrowful night.
Let them go stinee we cannot relieve them,
Cannot undo and cannot atone;
God in his mercy receive, forgive them, "
Only the new days are our own;
To-day is ours and to-day alone. * •£
II- to are the skies all burnished brightly,
Here is the spent earth all reborn,
Here are the tired limbs springing lightly
To face the sun and to share with the mom
In the chrism of dew and the cool of dawn.
Every day is a fresh beginning; ;
Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain,
And spite of old sorrow and older sinning,
And puzzles forecasted and possible pain,
Take heart with the day, and begin again.
Susan Cooudok,
There, old and feeble, sitting by the fire—
Their hearts as constant as in days of yore—
They patient wait, yet ready to retire
When lie who gathers beckons at the door.
AT OLD SOL’S TAVERN.
RECOLLECTION of a backwoods new
YEAR EVE.
“This* has been ’bout tho snappiest day
we’vo had in a month, an’ yit th’ liain’t
been ’nough frost in it to make a barefooted
boy curl his toes.”
Old Sol, tho landlord, was disgusted. The
oldest inhabitant of tho Ilidge could not re
member such a spell of unseasonable weather
as they had had ever since tho winter
opened. There had been warm weather,
and soggy weather, and wet weather, and
everybody had the blues. It was New
Year eve. The hickory logs snapped in tho
big, oid fashioned fireplace, and a kettlo
eang a cheery song a3 it wreathed itself in
vapor that suggested something hot and
savory by and bye; but in spite of that
there was anything but cheerfulness stir
ring the usual collection of loungers, who
gat° in the glare of the fire and among the
dancing shadows of the low-ceilinged old
barroom. The weather had boen such
that venison wouldn’t freeze, and it was
hanging up nil around the Ridge and almost
spoiling. This in itself was enough to put
the average dweller in the bailiwick of
Sol’s Ridge in the worst of humor, and tho
feeling in tho community wus probably ex
cellently represented at the tavern by the
crotchety and contrary Old Settler, and
tho equally irascible and obstinate Squire,
two ancient landmarks of the Ridge, who
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THE OLD SETTLER AND THE SQUIRE,
never agreed on anything and never met,
eVen in tho best of times, without falling
into a more or less heated argument. On
this particular New Year eve, when every
body had the blues, except tho district
school teacher —who boarded ’round, and
had got used to taking everything as it
came, and always expected tho worst —the
Old Settler and the Squire occupied their
favorite places in front of tho fireplace,
and tho hunters and woodsmen grouped
hero and there in their vicinity expected to
hear tho two old growlers at their very
worst. .
“We didn’t usety hev sech bet%vixt an’
between weather os this at thi3 time o’
yeiir,” said Old Sol, this landlord, lighting
Ida pipe with a pin*? knot splinter, in the
light of which his red face glistened. “We
didn’t never hev sech meat sp’ilin’ weatlier
ez this at New Year’s, an’ I knew it.”
“Course ye didn’t!” exclaimed tho Squire.
“An’ why do wo hev it now? I’ll tell ye
why. It’s cause we’vo degen’rated. kt’s
’cause we've slopped over an’ gone clean
back on good ol’ Dimmycratic principles.
Who ever heerd o’ havin’ sech weather ez
this fer Now Year’s in the days o' Gov’nor
Wolf an’ Gin’r’l Jackson? W’on them ol’
warhosses was runnin’ things in this ken
try, things was right ev’ry time, an’ we
•didn’t hev no April weather a worryin’ us
when th’ mometers orter ben a bustin’ out
their bulbs, ’cause tho merc’ry couldn’t git
no lower. Ye kin bet yor last gallus but
ton th’t if Gov’nor Wolf an’ Gin’ral Jack
son was a bousin' things now, th’t von’son
’d be friz stiller'n a flag; pole, an’ a feller
wouldn’t be afeerd to kill a turkey a day
’fore ho wanted to eat it. ”
“Me an’ you don’t often ’gree together,
Squire, thanks to your unfont'nit disposi
tion,” said tho Old Settler, “but I’m with
yo on them last sentiments o’ your’n, ev’ry
time. Now, in 1840 an’ up’ards, w’en
M olf were Gov’nor, th’ never was sech
Now \ ear’s weather ever heerd on ez we
lied that year.”
“In 1840 nn’ up’ards?” said the Squire,
bristling a little. “Wolf wa’n’t Gov’nor
arter ’4O, an’ any 8-ycar-ol’ baby orter
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THE DISTRICT SCHOOL TEACHER ENT ER&',
know thait. Como to think on it, he
wa’nt Gov’nor, even, in 1840. His time- run
out in ’80.”
“Wolf wa’n’t Gov’nor in ’40, hay?” re*
plied tho Old Settler, settling his cane em
phatically on tho floor. “Ho want, hayU
W’y, Squire, yo mowt jist ez well tell m
th’t I wa’n’t born in 1813!”
“I don’t care whuther you was born in
1813 or aforo tho floo;l ( ” exclaimed tht
Squire; “but I do care ’bout the timo e*
Wolf were Gov’nor, an’ I tell yo th’t hi!
time run out in ’391”
“Do you meanter sot thar an’ tell row
th’t I don’t ’member the year th’t Ebene
zer Spriggs were e’nvicted o’ hoss stealin’if
said the Old Settler, Shaking his cane at tJ&B
Squire. “Do you meanter tell me th’t rwa
an’ Deacon Vogel didn't go down to see ol’
Gov’nor Wolf to git Ebenezer pardoned,
’cause the hose ho stole was nothin’ bat a
blind one, an’ b’longed to a man who voted
an’ worked agin’ tho Gov’nor? Do you
mean to tell me th’t I don’t ’member that,
an’ th’t it wa’n’t in the year o’ 1840?”
“I meanter say jist this,” replied the
Squire, emphasizing his remarks by pound
ing his fist on his knee, “an’ that is th’t
you nor nobody elso didn’t never go to see
Gov’nor Wolf in 1840, ’causo his time run
out in ’39. That’s whit I meanter say, an’
you haint a gointer stop me, oven if you
was born in ’13!”
“Ebonezor Spriggs were your cousin,
wa’n’t he?” shouted tho Old Settler.
“Yes, he were,” replied tho Squire;
“tut”
“An’ didn’t he steal that blind hoss an’
have to go down tho river fer doin’ of it?’ ’
“What if ho did?” Does that”-
“An’ did ho git pardoned?”
“No; but w’at’s that got to do with”
“Thar ye be!” shouted tho Old Settler,
triumphantly. “Thar ye bo! Yer cousin
stole a hoss an’ Gov’nor Wolf didn’t par
don him, an’ yit you stan’ up an’ argy with
me th’t I don’t know what I recomember.
That’s primy fishy ev’denee th’t Wolf were
Gov’nor from ’4O up’ards, or you wouldn’t
try to make out that ho wa’n’t, jist be
cause you feel mad agin him fer not par
d’nin’ out yer cousin!”
This logic of tho Old Settler’s had any
thing but the effect of convincing tho
Squire, and ho whetted up his memory and
turned on the Old Settler in kind.
“Some folks, mebby, don’t hev no longer
mem’ries th’n some other folks, ” said he;
“nn’ I know ’twere in the fall o’ ’39 tli’t
my father missed them four shoulders o’
mutton, an’ gittin’ out a s’arch war’nt ho
foun’ ’em in Pelcg Dibble’s cellar, an’ that
were tho fall th’t Gov’nor Wolf’s timo run
out, an’ well I ’member it. But, durn it,
Major, you’ll hof to ’scuso me, fer I f’git
th’t Pelcg Dibblo were your uncle, or I
wouldn’t said nothin’ ’bout it!”
The Old Settler was about to pour hot
shot into the Squire, when old Sol, the land
lord, took his pipe out of his mouth, and
spoke.
“Th’ hain’t nothin’ like havin’ a good
mem’ry,” said he, “but thuz sech a thing
oz havin’ one th’t leaks a leetle, an’ lets a
few fac’s drop by tho wayside ’casion’ly.
“That’s ’bout the way with you an’ tho
Squire, Major. You both ’member a good
deal, but thuz also a thing or two yo don’t
neither ov yo ’member. Fer instance, Gov’-
nor Wolf hadn’t ben Gov’nor fer ten year
tho time you fellers is speakin’ of, fer he
were ’lected inr ’29, an’ eonsekently that’s
tho time ho were Gov’nor. Otherwise, I
b’lieve both o’ yer fac’s is ’cordin’ to his
tory. Wolf were Gov’nor in’29.”
' “Thar Squire!” exclaimed the Old Set
tler. “Didn’t I tell ye? I know’d ye was
way out o’ yer reckonin’! Wen I say a fel
ler’s wrong yo kin set it down fer a fact th’t
he is wrong, an’ no mistake! Mebby ye
want to stan’ up now an’ deny th’t this
weather is wuss th’n wa’t we usety hev, an’
make yerself giner’ly no company fer no
bod y! M
But further dispute between the Squiro
and the Old Settler was interrupted by
tho district school teacher.
“There might be worse things than hav
ing such w r euther as this at this festive sea
son,” said he. “It’s better to have bad
weather and something to eat than have tho
jollicst of cold and bracing air and a lean lar
der. Wc have a good doal to bo thankful
for. ’ ’
“I durtno but w’at yer ’bout right,
sonny,” said old Sol. “Frost makes the
blood hop, skip and jump, an’ it’s wutk a
bushel o’ doctor’s stuff, frost is, if it only
comes ’long w’en it’s due. But fer a stiddy
diet to put meat on yer bones, the shank of
a turkey or a hunk o’ sparerib is wuth a
turn at the hull blame Ar’tic regions.”
I- “That’s so, Sol,” said the Squire “an’
CARTERSVILLE, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 29, 1886.
ea long ez folks has got th© turkey an’ tho
spareribs an’ all the trimmin’s, an' a wife
©z knows how to dish ’em up till yer mouth
waters a lookin’ at ’em, they hadn’t orter
find fault with nothin’ at this time o’ year.
But some folks hain’t got ’em, an’ it’d be
a mean man ez wouldn’t divide with a toi
ler, to start the year with.”
“Yes, and I knew such a man once,”
styA tho school teacher, “and as ho had all
th® meanness knocked out of him ono New
Yeap’s day, now mil be a good timo to tell
you ti.N> story. His name was Jansen
Jacobs a.'ul lie*tad the name of being the
meanest in. I ' ll ihat ever lived. He w a
great hunter' a great eater. People
used to say that * & common thing or
him to eat a \,turkey, and that hih
wifo always prepared his meals as if she
was getting them ree'dy for four men. LG
never allowed any of .'d* Loudly to eat until
ho was through, and, ibe ®
humor, made them wait until be had also
satisfied the appetites of h. df c dozen dogs
from tho table. Ho wasn’t ® very cheerful
man, and you may well -bat his
popularity in tho community vyasn’t great;
but that did not disturb him in t'he least.
“Ono season there had boen a terrible
flood in the streams, and a great de.’M pf
lumber was carried away. Several n'dl
hands were drowned in trying to save
property. They all left large families desti
tute. When tho holidays come around
some of the folks thought it would be a
good thing to rnako up a wagon load of
things and distribute them on New Year’s
day among those poor families, as other
wise their chances of beginning tho new year
with anything to oat would be decidedly
slender. Besides that, almost every man
in the settlement volunteered to chop wood
for two hours on New Year’s day for tho
benefit of tho families. Tho committee
was certain that, mean as he was, Jansen
Jacobs would do a littlo something in a caso
like this. When asked if he would give a
turkey, or a piece of venison, or anything
he pleased, he said:
“ ‘Wall, I’ve got some turkeys, an’ I’ve
got somo ven’son, an’ I’ve got some b’ar
meat. An’ I’ve got plenty on ’em, too.
An’ I’m agon* ter keep ’em. If anybody
’cept me an’ my ol’ woman an’ young uns,
widders or no widders, orfints or no orfints,
socks their teeth inter any o’ them proven
der, it’ll be becauso I don’t git in from tho
woods Now Year’s to see to it —an’ I’d like
to see tho power th’t ’ll stop me from doin’
o’ that. Ez fer cuttin’ wood, I’d ruthor be
kctched in a b’ar trap!”
New Year’s morning Jansen started for
tho wood? as usual. 110 told his wifo he
wanted his dinner ready by 12 o’clock.
“ ‘W’at I don’t eat betwixt 12 and
1,” said he, “ye kin divide twixt ycrselfs
an’ the poor,’ and ho went out laughing
at tho good joke ho thought he had made.
“Well, 12 o’clock came, but. no Jan
sen. One o’clock, and still no Jansen. This
was most remarkable, as he had never been
known to boa minute behind time to his
dinner. But his good wife .kept his dinner
hot, and suppressed her own and her chil
dren’s cravings for its sav -ry viands. Two
o’clock, and still no Jansen.
“ ‘Mother,’ said young Peter Jacobs, a lad
of 15, ‘don’t lot ’3 v. T ait no longer. Dad’s
struck tho trail of a deer an’ he’ll foller it
till he kills that deer, an’ no mistake. Any
how, ho said that w’at ho didn’t cat ’twixt
12 an’ 1 we could distribit ’twixt our
ourselfs an’ the poor. Let's takoliim at his
word an’ pitch in. I’ll stan’ by ye,
mother. ’
OLD MAN JACOBS STARTS FOR THE WOODS.
“That was enough, and they did pitch in.
Jansen’s family had such a New Year’s
dinner as they never had before, and the
widow and orphans that were to have no
reminder from Jansen’s house had no such
treat, after all, ns came from his house that
day, for Mrs. Jansen was a famous cook.
“Old man Jacobs did not come heme
tShat night, nor tho next day, nor tho next
icight," and then liis wife began to feel
alarmed; for was 110 not her husband and
the father of her children? So she prevailed
upon a party of neighbors to go in search of
him, much against their will. Four miles
back in the woods they found him. Jansen
hail doubted there being any power that
•could keep him from returning homo to eat
the dinner he had boasted no widow or or
phan should taste, but there had boen ope;
and as 110 bad vowed that ho would sooner
be caught in a bear trap than chop wood
for his unfortunate neighbors, his choice had
been given bi n—Jansen was found a closo
prisoner in one of his bear pens. He had
gone to it to arrango it for tho night, and
while inside the log enclosure in somo way
had sprung the fall, and down came the
•heavy door, which could only be opened
from the outside, and Jansen’s visions of
Now Year's good things vanished. When
taken out he was nearly dead from cold and
hunger. lie was brought safely around
again, however, but ho was not the Jansen
Jacobs of old. The lesson of that New
Year’s day had been accepted by him as a
special Providence, and tho poor novel* had
a better friend than ho was ever after, and
ho was a model man in his family to the
day of his death.
“Served him right!” said tho Squire.
“Jansen's family had sumpin to bo thank
ful fer, an’ that’s a fact. But jist tell pie
w’at we’ve got to bo thankful fer, this
New Year's, will yo?”
“’Cause tve’m livin’, consarn ye!” ex
claimed the Old Settler. “ ’Causo wo hain’t
none on us ben called on to leave no wj<l
der’s an’ orfints ahind us, senco last year
this time. That’s sumpin’ to bo n loetlo
thankful fer, leastways fer them ez has a
disposition tli’t’s halfway human. I know
I be, an’ I was only sayin’ to my ol’
wopian this morning: ‘Mariar,’ Isays, ‘•ain’t
you thankful,’l says, ‘th’t you won’t boa
wearin’ no widder’s fixin’s t’morrer? Ain’t
you thankful fer that?’ I says, M’riar kind
o’ thunk a minute an’ says, ‘Well, I s’pose
I be,’ she says, ‘fer it don’t take ihuch to
mako mo thankful,’ she says. ‘I don’t
know ’zuc’ly w’at M’riar meant, but I’m
dreadful f’eerd the roomytiz is ketchin’ on
to her ag’in.”
After which old Sol brewed a savory
bowl, and by and byo they all agreed that
Sol’s Ridge would have a Happy New Year
anyhow. - - Ed. Mott.
THE HERMIT’S MESSAGE.
Nurse not a grudge, nor feed a spite—
Freely forgive each other;
Your prayer will never go aright*
The while that you hate your brother.
A merchant had suffered a grievous wrong,
And, his heart with anger swelling,
He turned his back on the city throng.
And mode in the woods his dwelling.
All ways of men his feet forsook;
He dressed os a hermit dresses;
nid draught he took from the running brook,
And his meat was herbs and cresses.
On tho Iloly Cook would he grimly pore,
Till he knew its every letter;
Yet there came no balm to his spirit sore,
No loosing of band end fetter.
In the dead of night his voico arose
In wearful supplication;
Yet the gate of heaven did none uncles©
To whisper him consolation.
Ills fame spread far, and the shire grow proud
Of a saint such gifts possessing;
Whenever he stirred the folk would crowd
And kneel for the good man’s blessing.
But alas: and alas! he must sadly feel,
That to kneel to them were fitter;
What message aould come that had grace to heal
Jyom a heart so hard And bitter / *
TGu years* he prayed and nursed his spite,
Nor suffered its fire to smolder,
TiU his beard wo# bjauched to a snowy white,
And the hair that swept his shoulder.
Tl'vc Christmas came with snow and frost—
\ our days tud nights together
The mad Hakes danced, till the paths were lost—
Oh, wild and whirling weather!
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Four days of snow, then, round and grim.
A moon of a steely brightness;
You gazed away to the mountain’s rim
On a world of muffled whiteness.
Oh! fair to see, but fell to feel!
The gnt) of the frost was cruel;
The folk cried out for a pinch of meal,
And a stick or a sod for fuel.
One day to tho cave a robin comes,
And waxing bold and bolder.
From the hermit's hand it would peck its crumbs,
Or perch on his hooded shoulder.
And still no change in the ruthless sky!
And now, as their need grew direr,
Stole warily nigh, with lyatcht'ul eye,
Fufl many a shy fnquTrcr^
The deer would stand and gaze in his face,
With her brown fawn, darkly spotted,
Till slowly gathering heart of grace.
They came for tho share allotted.
Tho birds perched round in friendly flocks,
The hare was no more a stranger;
At the mouth of the cave a peering fox
Would waver twixt need and danger.
And now, as he gazed upon beast and bird,
Thus thrown on liis weak protection,
In the heart of the hermit there woke and stirred
The thrill of a soft affection.
It deepened and*waxcd till the love he felt,
From his wrath began to win him;
His hardness and hate did yield and melt,
And his heart was changed within him.
“Lord, I forgive,” he knelt and cried;
“The rook of my heart is riven.”
From heaven it seemed that a voice replied,
“Yea, and thou art forgiven.” ,
Then forth to the town, forsworn so long,
The hermit fared on the morrow;
At the grave of the ina;i who had wrought the
wrong
. He knelt in pity and sorrow. •
And back to his cave no more he went,
But, housed among needy neighbors,
He lived thenceforward, spending and spent,
In gentle and loving labors.
And this New Year message bespoke with might:
“Freely forgive each other;
Your prayer will never go up aright
The while that you hate your brother.”
West End Imtitute.
Piofessor E. C. Mobley, who is asso
ciated principal with Mrs. Harris iu
West End Institute, arrived in Carters
ville on Monday last, and tho exercises
of this well known institution will com
mence on the first Monday in January
next. Mr. Mobley is well and most fa
vorably known by many of the citizens
of Cartersville, is a graduate of Emory
college, with the honors" of I bat Institu
tion, and comes to us with recommenda
tions of thestraightest character. He is
a thorough scholar, a fine speaker, and
an eloquent man, and is fully prepared
for the duties before him. Cartersville
may well congratulate herself upon the
procurement of the services of this gen
tleman, who, to his many qualifications,
adds an experience of several years iu
teaching. The well known capacity and
energy of Mrs. Harris, aided oy the su
perior endowments of Professor Mobley,
appeals strongly to the favor and patron
age of our people.
llalf-Slieet.
Wo only it sue a half-slioet this week.
It is an immemorial custom to give the
typos a rest during the holidays, They
are closely confiuod during the year,
and, we beiieve that none of our patrons
wiir begrudge these few days to them.
Hast Cartersville Institute
"Will be opened again on Ist Monday in
January. Miss Emmie Norris has been
eogaged to assist in the school. Rates
wdl be the same as last term.
A pound party was given by the Meth
odist Sunday school Tuesday night, at
West End Academy. It was a most de
lightful affair. It was a joyous good time
for the children. The refreshments were
served in wooden plates, each little fel
low having a plate of his own. Interest
ing talks were made by Bros. Sam Jones,
W. H. Coopar and Col. T. W. Milner.
Willie Akin and Theo. M. Smith, each,
favored those present with a solo. Thos.
and Johnie Head delighted the audience
with several pieces on the guitar and
organ, altogether, the Methodist Sunday
school pound party will be remembered
as one of the most pleasant events of the
holidays.
fr THE BEGINNING.
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DR. CURTISS' NOTES ON THE SUN**
T DAY SCHOOL LESSON.
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Lesson I for Sunday, Jan. 3, 1837—Les
son Text, Gen. 1, 20-31—Golden Text,
Gen. I, 1: “In tho Beginning God
Created the Heaven and the Earth.”
Tho History of Redemption.—Tho Old
Testament contains the history of redemp
tion. It deals mainly with Israel, becauso
Israel was the people of redemption. To
them were committed tho oracles of God;
from them in the fullness of timo Jesus
Christ came. Tho lessons of tho first quar
ter are In Genesis, which treats of tho be
ginning of the universo, of man, cf tho na
tions and of Israel. It mentions other
nations, becauso in the history of redemp
tion salvation is to bo provided for them
through the Messiah.
Tho Bible and Science.—The Bible is not
a scientific text book. Its true character is
indicated in 2 Tim. ill, 10-17. Tho evi
doneo of its divine origin is not in tho fact
that it agrees, or does not disagree, with
tho latest researches of tho astronomer or
tho geologist. If tho Bible could thus bo
harmonized in every age with tho conflict
ing theories of men of science, it would in
deed bo open to tho charge that anything
may be proved from Scripture.
Superiority of tho Bible.—But the first
chapter of Genesis is infinitely nbovo any
thing that man’s wisdom has attained or
can attain, Jfc teaches with certainty that
in tho beginning Gpd created the heaven
and tho earth. Men without knowledge pf
tho Bible have believed in a Creator, They
have seen tho evidence in the works around
and above them; but their accounts of
creation aro intermingled with the grossest
superstitions. Wo need only to read tho
account qt great-ion as given in heathen
cosmogonies to see the tfivijio prigip of that
which wc lrnvo in our Bible; and wo may
be certain that science can never drop its
plummet lino so low as to disprovo the sub
lime statement, “In the beginning God cre
ated tho fieqypn and the earth. ”
THE LESSON.
Creation of Man (Gen. i, 26). —Hero wo
reach tho climax of God’s creative work. It
is written of the creation of lower animals,
“Let tho waters firing forth:” “Lot the
earth bring forth;” but when wo come to
tho crown of creation we read, “Let us
make man in our image, after our likeness.”
Men are expressly forbidden to try to mako
an image of God. The Scriptures represent
him as being wqtlioqt a bodily form, al
though hi3 hand, his eye, etc., are often
mentioned by a necessity of human speech
as symbols cf power and knowledge. But
there is an outward expression which must
be suited to deity. Such a form as Christ
had on the mount of transfiguration, and,
such perhaps, eg the Angel of Johovah as
sumed in his visits to tho patriarchs. When
we road of the image and likeness of God,
we are to understand not only an independ
ent personality, which has tho power of
choice, and wneoi God especially makes
ruler over all his creatures, but alsq that
man was created with a body most fitted to
express that personality, and which was a
typo of tho resurrection body, which is to
bo like Christ’s glorious body.
Trinity of the Godhead, -.--We aro not to
suppose that tho doctrine of tho trinity is
clearly taught in this passage, where God
says, “Let us make man,” although it is.in
deed germinally contained in it, since that
doctrine is first distinctly set forth in the
New Testament, Nor does God (Elohim)
address tho angels, for the Scriptures clearly
teach that they aro not sharers in the work
of creation; but in the Old Testament sense
God contains everything that is divine in
himself. Ho is plurality in unity, lienee
his name Elohim, which is a plural form.
In tho New Testament sense plurality be
comes a unity, although even in the Old
Testament we read of tho Spirit of God as
active in the creation of matter and of man
and of the Angel of Jehovah, the God of
revelation, who corresponds to tho Son of
God in the Now Testament. Thus wo have
intimations of the doctrine of the trinity in
the Old Testament, which prepare the way
for a more complete unfolding in the New.
Man not “Evolved” (v. 27). —This verse
is a fatal blow to the doctrine of the evolu
tion of man from the lower animals. Even
if the missing monkey shofild be found that
is said to constitute the lost link between
apes and man, still tho scientists would not
be able to prove that he was the progenitor
of him who was made in the image of God.
In some of the museums one sees wax figures
which bear startling resemblances to cer
tain historical personages, but no power of
man could give a wax figure a soul, and no
power of nature can ever transform tho
highest type of ape into the lowest typo of
man. In man’s possession of a soul there
is a great gulf fixed between him and the
lower animals. Our greatest wisdom is, “So
Goil created man in his own image, in the
image of God created ho him.”
The distinction of sex was also created by
Gocl. Woman is man’s counterpart (Gen.
2-18; Hebrew, a help as over against him).
In tho divine order, then, man and woman
supplement each other, and aro designed to
walk and work together.
Marriage (v. 28) is honorable in all. God
not only made man and woman for each
other, but also for their chlidron. The ideal
life even for those who aro unmarried is
in connection with some family (compare
Eph. iff, 14, 15, Revised Version). Man in
liis creation is made king of tho earth.
Every living thing is subject to him.
Food for man (vs. 29, 30). —In these
verses it is implied that God originally gave
tho herb to man for food. It is only after
tho deluge that ho solemnly bestows on hixii
tho uso of animal food (Gen. ix, 8). We
may not say that tho destruction of animal
life is to be considered tho result of tho fall,
although in the picture of Paradise regained
the lion is saixl to eat straw like tho ox.
All Things Good (v. 31). —At tho end of
tho sixth day God’s creativo work reached
its culmination. Each stage, except the
second, in the first week is pronounced good;
but on the evening of tho sixth day, when
man, tho lord of creation, who is a little
lower than God (Ps. viii; 5, Revised Ver
sion), takes his throne, the Creator of all
sees that it is very good.
Creation Finished (Gen. ii, 1). —The
seventh day is of such importance that it is
specially introduced by the emphatic state
ment that God had finished his cx*eativo
work. Although chief attention has been
given in the first chapter of Genesis to an
account of tho creation of the earth as the
al>ode of man and is tho theater of human
history, yet all other planetary sytems,
which have already been indicated in Gen.
i, 1-IG, are included in tho words, “And
all the hast of them,” since tho word “host,”
which literally signifies an army, is not only
applied most commonly to the host of
angels, but also to the stars by somo that
mention of the creation of sun and moon
and the host of heaven is leveled against
tho adoration of theso bodies, which was
so prevalent among some of tho nations of
antiquity.
Length of the Divine Week (v. 2).—lt
a question which has been much discuss 0 * 1
as to tho length of the divine week. Soma
think that we have here seven human days.
But even centuries before tho era of mojirn
science Augustine (died 430 a. and.) main
tained that these days were periods of in
definite duration. As wo liavo seen that
th© eye and hand of God are mentioned,
why should we be surprised that God should
bo spoken of as creating tho world iu a
week? although we may well believe that r.
divine week is infinitely longer than a hu
man. Od tho seventh day, or the present
period of our history, ho is represented as
resting. Th emphasis L, noton the dura
tion of time, but on the sevenfold division,
of which he claims ono part—tho seventh
day. While our week, consisting of da vs of
twenty-four hours, is patterned after his,
as we aro created in the image of God, yet
wo should not think that his week is of tho
same length as ours (Ps. lxl, 4; Peter
iii, 8), any more than wo should that he is
like 0113 of ourselves.
Tho Seventh Day of Rostand Worship
(v, 3). —Two elements are recognized in set
ting apart thp seventh day (not yet called
the Sabbath—Ex. xvi, 23) —1. It is a day
of rest from toil: 2. It is sanctified—that is,
it is set apart from ordinary and common
usages to a sacred purpose. There is now no
difficulty in theory in getting men to ob
serve the Sabbath us a day of rest from la
bor, but there is a growing tendency to for
get that God sanctified it to be employed
in his service. Men do not realize that in
proportion as they break down tho sac red
ness of the day, in the plea that- they make
for tho poor to enjoy a holiday of rest and
recreation, that they are opening the Hood
gates for robbing them of it as a day of
rest, as is so often seen on tho continent. In
man's degenerate thought it is in danger of
becoming a holiday. In God’s purpose it is
a holy day.—Sunday School World,
To The People of Bartow County
It ha? again become neceesary for mo
to address you. Doubtless you have
been furnished with a copy of a docu
ment purporting to have been written by
one A. P. Silva, which J hope I may be
excused for noticing.
Fiisf, as to who A. P. Silva is: It is
well known iu this part of the county
that he has only been among us a very
few years, is a foreigner bv birth, and is
not likely to have taken tire interest in
public affairs as he si ems to have done.
It is clear that A. P. Silva is not the au
thor of the paper alluded to, but is only
the willing iustrmpeut of certain persons
bent on my defeat and ruin. Silva says
that 1 forwarded to Judge Fain, a few
days ago, a paper for his signature, which
he refused to sign, and that I would not
publish another paper which he did sign,
but for this statement I wop Id not notice
Silva’s document. Now, the truth is
this: about two months ago, at the time
I had a statement of my connection vrith
the revision of the jury box published', J
asked Judge Fain to sign a paper for me,
which paper he did sign, and which is
the only paper I ever asked him for his
signature, a copy rf which I here insert.
This was in refutation of a charge made
by J. A. Baker that I had practiced de
ception on tho judge aud procured his
signature to a paper which he would not
otherwise have signed. I did not have
it published then, because 1 thought the
statement of the jury commissioners suf
ficient to clear me of the charge, and
hence held back Judge Fuiu certificate
at the time.
JUDGE FAIN’S CERTIFICATE.
I hereby certify that F. M. Durham
has been a faithful and an efficient clerk
of the Superior court, prompt to every
duty, so far as I have seen or known. If
there has been any error committed in
the revision of the jury boxes the clerk
is n.ot the responsible party, and us re
gards the appointment of the jury com
missioners that is done by tho court and
the law makes the clerk of the superior,
the clerk oi the board of jury commis
sioners to do the clerical work. As to the
appointment of the recently appointed ju
ry commissioners,l was only informed by
by Mr. Durham that the acting com
missioners made the choice of the gen
tlemen appointed and therefore signed
an order appointing without canvas-mg
the matter further. I may be to blame
myself for not canvassing the qualifica
tions of the recently appointed com
missioners, but having confidence in the
judgement in the acting commissioners I
signed a presented order without further
investigation. Mr. Durham is iu every
respect, in my opinion, the equal of any
clerk of the Superior court in the State
as to efficieucv.
J. C. Fain, J S C C C
Mr. Silva also repeats the charge
made by J A Baker, aud says that I de
cieved the judge, and that I ought not
to object to investigation. No, indeed;
I invite any citizen who desires to inves
tigate to come to the Cierk s office and
seek any information as to my acts, but
to make charges as Silya has, not sup
ported by proof, is not the proper way to
investigate. Silva also says that I certi
fied to tho jury lists when I ought not,
because the ordinary has not first signed
them, that therefore the lists are illegal.
The truth is, that the law does not re
quire the certificate of the ordinary aud
my certificate as clerk of the board of
jury commissioners is simply a ministe
rial act required by law. Now, I submit
the question to the fair-minded people
of Bartow comity. Will they hold re
sponsible the jury commissioners for any
mistake they make iu the performance
of tkeir duty? or, shall I, the clerk of the
board of jury commissioners, be held to
answer for such mistakes, when I have
and cau exercise no discretion whatever
in the matter, and simply keep a record
of what the board does offi nail ?
I am willing to submit this matter to
the people of my county, aud abide their
judgment ami action, for I know that
they will not punish one for the fault of
another. Respectfully, etc.,
F M Durham.
A Horrible Crime.
Renfroe’s ore bank, about six miles
from town, was the scene of a most hor*
rible crime, on last Friday night. Mary
Simmons, a negregiri, age about 14 years
killed her step father, El Williams, by
splitting his head with an ax while fie
was lying in bed asleep. The girl made
known the crime about ten o’clock next
day, but said that amm fiad spent the
night with them and did tfie killing.
Later in the day, however, she confessed
he crime to M;ij. K3nfroe, but gave no
re won for it. The bxly was found under
the bed in a goods box, The coroner was
immediately summoned and after holding
iiu inquest, the jury rendered a verdict ac
cording t > the above statement.
The g rl was arrested together with her
younger sister, a3 an accomplice, and
placed in jail.
NUMBER 83
County.
Will Tandivere spent Christmas at
home.
Ralph Smith is at home from the N. O.
A. College, at Duhloneg-i.
A happy New Year to all of our read
ers, ami there.-1 of mankind.
Mu J,e N. Neel, of Mi toon, spent
Christmas with hiw father’s family.
We will publish the financial ropoitof
the city for 188 J in oar next issue.
Christina's t f 1-SSb will soon Le num
bered among the things of the best.
Mr. M \ W old has been confined to
his room on the sick list for several days.
M*j A M Foute lert yesterday afternoon
to wsit h,*st lenuessee, the scene.! of liia
boyhood days.
Eleven Lgn.i have been arrested and
jailed upon the charge of riot in Stiles
boro on last Saturday.
John Willie Janes and Evans Mays
came up from Oxford, and spent Christ
mas with tluir parents.
Senator John A. Logan died in Wash
ington city at 3 o,clock, on last Sumlnji
morning of rheumatism.
W is ,iavin K three new sUftW
placed in the opera houre, and the hall
cleaned, apd pUrer)vi§e improved*
WaTcli night services will b e observed
at the Methodist elnireh Friday m<>ht
from 10 to 12. Everybody invited. °
Saturday morning to spend the holidays
with hi* parents. He will leave for
Washington City next Saturday.
We call attention to the advert! emeut
of W oods & Bun, seedsmen, of Itich
mond, Va. This celebrated firm offer
for sale tlie freshest and best of seeds.
Miss Louisa Best, a oharming yonng
lady of Baltimore, M<3., and n daughter
of Mr. Hez. Best, a former resident of
Bartow county, is visiting Mrs. W. H.
Best.
Rev. W. 11. Cooper, pastor of the
Baptist oh mob, has fared well this
Christmas at the hands of his church
and other friends. Their evidences of
attachment to him have been numerous
and substantial.
W. H. Cooper preached a Christ
mas sermon to a large congregation at
the Baptist church last Sunday morning.
Next Sunday moruiug he will preach a
New Year’s sermon. The public are cor
dially invited.
Ihe supper given by the Presbyterian
Sunday school on Inst Thursday eve
ning, at the academy, was a most en
joyable affair. It was a joyous, happy
time, for the children, and made the
older ones feel that it was good to bo
there.
*
The Goose Club party given at the res
idence of Mrs. J. C. Young on last Mon
day was the event, of the holidays. The
Members of the club had spared no pains
to make it a success, and their efforts
were abundamly rewarded. The supper
was elegant, and the social features of
the eyening passed off most delightfully.
The Baptist Sunday school Christ
mas tree, at West End Academy, was a
complete success. Everything passed
off in the best of order. The two large
trees were splendidly arranged, and
loaded.down with numerous and beauti
ful presents for tire Sunday school chil
dren. liev. W. H. Cooper was the mas
ter of ceremonies, and managed things
most admirably. Many little hearts
were made glad, and it will be to them
au occasion long to be remembered.
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Tuesday, Jan* 4th.
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