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WINDER WEEKLY NEWS Published Every Thursday Evening Unss Bros. Editors and Proprietors TANARUS" Entered at the Postoffice at Winder, Ga., as Second Class Mail Matter. i SUI tSC KM T ION KAT KS One Year, - - * 'l*l.oo Six Mont ha, . * i>( J Three Months, - - •-•> Thursday, November 26, 190S. And Janies (•. Woodward is also a product of Marietta. Eire destroyed the depot and Hone three hundred hales of opt tun at Noreross Friday. Forty dead and great loss of prop erty is the result of a tornado winch swept Arkansas Monday. Joe Cannon is in favor of revising the tariff. W hen your Cnele Joe favors a thing there is a trick it it. After having made eleven thou sand impressions on our sylinder press Wednesday 1 he W iuder News suspends husiness today to join all America in giving thanks. The republican campaign eam niitteo, in a sworn statement, names $1>00,A78.27 as the cost of their victory. Taft's Brother was the largest individual contributor, giving 110,000. Editor Camp, of The Walton Ti ibiic, has been printing articles in re fere nc* to the liberties extend ed to dogs in this section of Geor gia. Here it is again at Ellierton, Earnest : “Three children of Mr. G. A. Adams, of Dewy Hose, were l*itt< ii h.v their own dog, supposed to have been mad. After biting the children thy dog ran out into the yard, killed a chicken and hit a mule helouging tA Mr. Brown. Mr. Adams has sent to Atlanta for med icine, and,his three children are all taking tin* treatment at home.' DON’T GET TOO IMPORTANT. Never flunk yourself too wise to. listen to advice or suggestion. Don't jjrtkpuffed up and think that your ways; and ideas are. The (udy ones. # Don’t busy yourself in an attempt to keep all the taps and holts of the j universe screwed .down t" your in tipu. This old world moved along very smoothly Indore you appeared upon ; the scene to manage her affairs, and it is npt necessary for you to spread yourself so promiscuously in order to keep her machinery aright. The Lord gave some of us one talent and to others he gave some ten or more, hut retained unto Himself the position of general su perintendent of the universe, and it is unto Him we are eomtnamleil to give thanks for the harvest of gol den sheaves. When you take such a great it - tercet in all the affairs of men about you, it is just barely jms.-ihle that you might be neglecting your own talent. Sueli conduct on your part may create the impression that you are an insincere meddler and care more for a lecognition of your im portance than for the success and upbuilding of the community in which you live. (Jet yourself in tune to the spirit of the times and pull for Winder. Knock the knocker. POLITICS WITH IS ALWAYS. We never could get it adjusted in our cranium just how Atlanta was going to hold an electihn for mayor without having politic* injected into the campaign. And she “ain’t! When Brother Seelv inaugurated his pohtiekless movement that pure white sopolio of reform might le applied to Atlanta's name plate, he, by the merest chance, happened to stumble upon the very man for the place —a purely politiekless per sonagi —the Hon. J. 11. Smith, manager of the Joseph M. Brown gubernatorial campaign. Then it was that the great re former heard a rumbling similar unto distant thunder, and it dawned upon him that the Hokcites had their hristlei* up and were growling like hounds over a buried] hone. So the high grand chief of the moral laundry dropped his pet scheme like hot cakes nn<! pro elaimcd in l*>x ear letters that all Atlanta was his candidate. Our old-time friend, The Atlanta Journal, ever ready to take ad vantage of a golden opportunity, step|M*d in to do the (ilooiny tins act. And who should she select for the mayoralty of the Gate City but her faithful friend and sup jHirter during Hoke Smith s tirst campaign, w hen Fulton county was blessed with two democratic •execu tive committees? Tom Goodwin, the man who ran second to Woodward in the primary, would not stand for this. Tlx nominee of the party having with drawn, Goodwin called on the ex ecutive eommitee for an open field and another race for the selection of a party nominee. Whitt was to he done? A mass meeting was held which sent for Woodward and put him back into tlu* race as the nominee of the white primary. This makes Maddox an inde pendent and throws Atlanta into the fiereest campaign of politics, personal abuse and strife ever known in her history. CURIOUS fREAK IN EIGURES. But down the ihuiiUt of vour living brut I hts. I hmblo the iiuuilkt. Add time. • Multiply result by five. Add number of living sisters. Multiply result by ten. Add number of dead brothers and sisters. $ Sid>stmet IAO from 11 it* result. Tbe right-hand figure will be the number of deaths. The middle figure will Ik l the* number of living sisters. The left-hand figure will number of living brothers. For Everything Give Thonks. For all things (bd in merev sends, For health and children, hi one and friends, For comfort in the time of need, For every kindly word and deed, For happy thoughts and holy talk. For guidance in our daily walk, | For everything give thanks. For the sweet sleep that comes with night, For the returning morning ■* light. For tin* bright son that shines on high For tinl'tars glittering in the sky, For these and everything we see, O laird, ourjhearts we lift to Thee, „ For everythii g gi\e thanks —McCall’s M aga/ine. Spoiling Bee. One of the pleasing features of the bazar to l>e given by the ladie.-d ■•f tin* I’resbyterian ehureh will b<- m oh! fashioned spelling bee with Cols. [,. 0. llusst 11 and\\\ H.Quar- U rman at the head of opposing sides, j The old Bill;' Back speller will he ! Used. A FAMOUS CEMETERY Pere Lachaise Is Qna of tha Landmarks of Paris. IT HAS A STORMY HISTORY. Thi* Picturesque Burial Place Has Served as a Battleground as well as a Graveyard—lts Monuments, Lovers and Disconsolate Widows. Pere Lachaise is tlie largest and quite tlie most interesting of the I’aris cemeteries anil named after the Jesuit confessor of Louis XiV., whose coun try seat occupied the site of Ih • present chapel until the ground was made a cemetery in 1804. Jt covers 110 acres of ground, is picturesque, hut quite un lovely. Ilare wrote about tlie tombs that “weight was their chief peculiar ity aud that all the monuments looked as if each family hul tried to pile as mill'll marble as possible on to their deceased relatives.” I’ere Lachaise lias a sioriuy history. In 1814 the liussians fought the French there and gave them a beating. Dur ing the commune the Versaillais aud Communards fought several pitched battles among the tombstones and did considerable damage. But it is not so much with the history of the ceme tery ns with the people buried in il that we have to deal. A volume might be filled with tlie mere list of all the celebrated men aud women buried in it, for, as Victor Hugo wrote, “being hurled In Pere Lachaise is like having mahogany furniture—a sign of ele gance.” In Pere Lachaise tlie monument which attracts most visitors is that of Abelard and Heloise, the two most fa minis lovers in tlie world. The monu ment was first erected GJ7 years after their death and brought to i’ere La chaise in 1817 from tlie museum where it had been during the revolution. An other famous lover, Alfred de Musset, lies buried not far from the two wil lows over tlie graves of Heloise and Abelard. David, tlie painter; Rachel, the actress; Balzac, Scribe, Michelet and many other well known folk lie near at hand. Admiral Sir Sydney Smith, Lord Seymour and other well known Englishmen are to be found in oilier portions of tlie cemetery, while literature is represented not only by great authors, but by Lesurques, the victim of Dubose in (tie famous legal Lyons Mail imbroglio. But I’ere Lachaise lias more romance than iu its tombstones. Chatting one day whli one of the old soldiers who are the keepers of this grim park, 1 learned some curious facts about it. “We never have a dull moment.” the man said. “You may think that our time-here Is monotonous, but you are quite wrong if you do s<. To begin with, there are tlie burglars. The i cemetery is overrun with them. There are three kinds of burglars. There are the connoisseurs who often get | away with valuable prizes, for you | will be surprised at tlie works of art ; of small size which people put iu their j chapels. The window is broken, a ! stick slipped through the hole, and all sorts of tilings worth having are tisliod out; then the bronze stealers, who '• take away ns much as they can carry i in their special pockets and make from l.j to 2U francs a day at the game until we catch them. “A little while ago a bust weighing forty pounds was taken out of the . cemetery over one of the walls. But the most curious form of robbery is, perhaps, that of the pearl wreaths. Women are the principal offenders. They select the new ones, which are not weather stained. Hatton them with their backs against the tombstone, slip thoiil under their dreuses, and when they have got away with them (we have no right to search even sus picious looking customers; self them to dealers, to whom they tell llie well worn story of a poor workwoman who has need of food. “You would hardly believe it. but rVro I.achaise.” said the keei>er, “is a 1 favorite meeting place for lovers. We get lovers of all ages, and perhaps more schoolboys and schoolgirls than anything else. But the'three most t curious things we see here in the ceme tery are the forlorn widows, the letter boxes and the cafe.” “The cafe?” 1 asked. ‘ Yes. There are hundreds of people in Paris who refuse to believe that their dead do not enjoy aYtor death the good things they used to like when they were alive. Mot iters bring apples and sweets and leave them on the tombstones of their children. Peo ' pie bring wine and glasses, and there is one old gentleman who leaves, a potato salad on his son’s tombstone regularly every Sunday. Of course the children soon timl out these things, and we have never been able to eon rince the people who bring them of the absurdity of doing so. it is a very harmless superstition, after all.” “And the letter boxes’.'” I asked. “Lovers’ letter boxes?” said the guard ian. “There are dozens of them in ill parts of Pore Laclmise. Sometimes I they are holes in the trunks of trees; sometimes they afe little hollows un iex stones. “The inconsolable widow is a fre juent visitor. She is a pretty woman, 1 ind black suits her. She kneels down J iy a tombstone, rarely the same one, i sad when a likely looking mourner of i the other sex appears bursts into tears. He consoles her pretty soon, and the j rwo leave the cemetery arm In arm. >!ic of these widows invited me to her wedding six months ago, and last mouth I was called to give evidence Burnt her meetings with her victim, for she had seven other husbands liv ng”—Bt. James’ Gazette. LIBRARY SLOW FOKES. Time Killing Methods of Officials In Continental Europe. “Americans who grumble about hav ing lo wait a long time for books when applying to a public library,” said a Boston literary woman, ’’should try to work or study iu a foreign library, par ticularly in Germany. “The typical continental librarian takes no account of time. The reader, worker or student must turn iti his or her application for books at least a day in advance. The men who search for the books applied for are aged, totter ing creatures who have been shuttling arsumd the dusty piles of liooks for years, aud the word hurry is not in their vocabulary. “The most priceless books aud man uscripts are kept in places which are perfect fire traps, and disorder pre dominates in every department. When you speak about the impossible meth ods employed the librarians tell you that they are too poor to introduce any modern indexes or catalogues.* This is to some extent so, bHt as a matter of fact they would not change ,if they had all the money iu the world at (heir disposal. “They do not wish to encourage the common people to use books. The learned are among the aristocracy, aud the spread of (lie knowledge which is hidden in those wonderful literary mu seums is far from the purpose of the men at the head of Europe’s libraries. “There may be some delay in our li braries, but our people in tlie lower walks of life are certainly ahead of the common people of the old world in the matter of getting books when they want them, aud generally free of charge.”—New York Telegram. THE STORAGE WAREHOUSE. It Sheds Some Side Lights Upon Life and Morals. For a few dazzling side lights upon life and morals apply to Hie storage warehouse. You can find almost any thing there from baby alligators to blocks of ice cream and from Teddy bears to sauerkraut. So you won't be amazed at what the institution tits most recently divulged. Here you have the story: *■ Mrs. Q. repaired to the storage ware ho itue to extract her soup spoons, though It may have been aunts or un cles or popcorn or guinea pigs. At any rate, lier property declined to come out. It had been tucked in by Mr. Q. Only Mr. Q. might tempt it forth. Mrs. Q. protested. She wanted her catnip or theology or safety razor, or whatever it was, and made representations with great emphasis. She moved upon the management. She stormed and wept. After long wrangling the warehouse: decided it would yield up the college ice—or was it the piano'/—if Mrs. Q would swear she was still married to Mr. Q. and would send him a written statement (lie was in Quebec, and 1 lest track of him owing to bewilder j meat produced by merely thinking of a storage warehouse) and make him re turn the statement, countersigned, to the management. This, ilien, is how Mrs. G. regained possession of her golf links or prayer book or sugar tongs Well, say it was sugar tongs, though golf links would be likelier. Pressed for an explanation, the ware house remarked: ‘ Have to be careful, j you know—divorces, separations, af finities, you know. Minute such things start up there’s a race to the storage j place. (Janie is for each to snatch out ' everything first. Becomes embarrass ing!”—Boston Transcript. MIXED THE SIGNS. Sarasate and the Sandwich Men In Edinburgh. To advertise Sarasate’s performances in Edinburgh eight sandwich men were sent out. each of whom bore in front and behind him one letter of the great musician's name. They started a!! right, but after a time removed the boards from their shoulders to have a rest. On resuming their labors each man shouldered the board nearest him and fell in behind the man who laid for merlv marched before him. When the leader, who bore the initial “S," turned around to see if his men were ready, what he saw was “Sata resa.” lie knew enough to realize that something was wrong, but how to right it was more than he could tell. After changing a man here and thorn lie got it “Starasea.” Hut still it didn’t seem correct. By tills time ttie poor fellow was In a terrible state. If any of their em ployers*" people were on the outlook and con'd see them, their S’ago would be stopped! He tried again and yet again, but ft wa no use. And a -moment fetter a man bearing the letter “S” before and behind was seen running toward the music hall ffr copy down the name from one of the posters there. And along the right side of Princeton street there walked toward the appointed rendezvous at the Mound three men who bore the strange device “A A E,” while opposite them there paced along the left side gutter four others, who, if to advertise means to attract attention, succeeded well, for every one who passed looked around iu wondering amazement as to what “Rats” meant.—Edinburgh patch. Too Much For the Ferret. jpM An old buck rabbit is not to bejight-" I.v t ickled by weasel, stoat or even ferret. On the sanded floor of a small public house a ferret of Jong experi ence was matched with an old lop eared buck, the property of the land lord. The ferret made straight for tha rabbit’s throat, but the latter was lit the air before master ferret could reach him and. leaping clean over the ferret’s head, let out with those power ful hind legs of his a kick which hurled the ferret bodily against the wainscot. Twice the ferret returned to tlie attack, aud twice lie missed ills grip and went hurtling through the'' air. The third repulse was enough for him. He knew he was beaten and could not be persuaded to stand up for a fourth round.—Pearson’s Weekly. Brilliant Fish Hues. Like birds, many tislies assume their brightest hue when they wish to at tract the opposite sex of tlieir species. Tlie colors of the male common pike become exceedingly intense, brilliant and iridescent in the breeding season. The eel also puts on an intense silvery hue at the breeding time which is very noticeable and at one time caused nat uralists to distinguish it as a distinct species. The males of the tench, roach and perch also show a marked increase In brilliancy in tlie breeding season. Mental Arithmetic. “Two" years ago I asked Aunt Jane to visit us for a fortnight, and she has not gone home yet.” “It's a blessing.” “What’s a blessing?” “That you didn’t invite her for A month.”—Harper’s Weekly. Upcovarad. Horace—l can’t understand you girls, Now, you hate Mabel, and yet you just kissed her. Hetty—l know, but just see how the freckles show where I kissed the powder off.—London Tatler. Domestic Politics. “W'-om did you support during th last campaign?” “A wife, two children unit <* mother in-law and kept up my life at the same time ”—Puck. AN INGENIOUS SWINDLER. TWe Daring Scheme That Was Worked by a German Doctor. Near a small village in one of the lake states lived a western millionaire in seclusion with his little daughter and a few servants. The child was af rlicted with a rare eerebro spinal com plaint, n most unpleasant manifesta tion of which was a frequent hic cough, and eminent physicians, both in America and Europe, had pronounc ed the case organic and incurable. Later there came to live in the vil lage a widow with a little girl affected similar to the millionaire’s daughter. This child was a delicate, flower faced creature, wistful from tlie isolation that must have been her sad lot, and the peculiar bark-like hiccough which she made at once attracted the mil lionaire’s attention, and, being a big hearted if rather ignorant man, he gave the mother employment about his home and showered the afflicted child with presents. , Perhaps four months after thy wid r ‘ ow's advent an eccentric German doc tor settled in the village, mul. liis serv ices being sought by the widow, he gave her child treatment, with the re sult that ft was completely cored. The millnualre iiutmdrately sought to place Jiv own (laughter under the German's care, but the hitter flatly re fused to take the ease. He was a Socialist of a violent type and would have nothing to do with a man whoso * wealth exceeded the sum that lie had fixed upon as the lawful limit of ma terial possession. Finally, however, after the father had patiently borne the grossest in sults the German agreed to give the afflicted child IreatVenf on condition that the other would first deed over a large tract of land in Texas for a So cialist colony and pay him for his fee a sum little short of #50.000. This the millionaire did. but as soon as the doc tor lmd cashed the check lie disappear ed with the widow and her child, and the wealthy man realized that, blinded by paternal love, he had ig;en made the victim of an ingenious swindle. The flower faced girl of the widow had been taught to simulate a disease, and the German was no doubt her father. lie was subsequently located in Buenos Aires, but he injured man, not wishing his daughter's affliction published broadcast, dropped the pros ecution.—Don Mark Lemon iu Bohe** mlan Magazine. ,