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VOLUME y. ilJlfPs 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. / 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 P' royfeßlg 3 i ■ 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 JII I I ► | jjF ~~~ -| f "• Sf7> j~ * \ 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! U y 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. s*u tx. ■- DR. CURTISS' NOTES ON THE SUN** T DAY SCHOOL LESSON. ik 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. 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