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God gives us each one short day—
rThe time that, we, call hfe —
To waste or cherish, as we. will,
To spend in peace or strife;
One little day in which to do,
Or else to leave undone.
The work He gives us; we must leave
It all at set of sun.
But one brief day in which to learn
That we are not our own.
That that day’s sweetest pleasure is
To hush anoter’s moan;
The life of selfish action brings
No blessed eventide,
While life of loving service finds
Deep joy on every side.
But one brief day! Oh, help me,
I A>rd,
To use it as 1 should;
Help me, for others, in that day,
To do some little good;
And when at twilight cold and dim,
1 hear Thy gentle call,is for Thee,
Dear Lord! forgive me if for Thee
1 have not used it all.
—Herald and I'rcsbyter.
Wt men’s Dress and M?re Men.
It is with regret that we feel con
strained to take issue with Sarah
Jane McNutt, M. D., of New York,
who lias just essayed to add to the
weight of opprobrium under which
mere man is struggling toward the
grave, by blaming the masculine
person with responsibility for the
manner in which the women of to
day array themselves. I'pto a cer
tain point in her observations upon
the evil of dress we agree with tin
croup specialist. The freaks of
fashion have truly played sad havoc
with the feminine form divine.
Though we confess t<> the common
masculine stupidity concerning
women's dress, vet we see with clear
eyes the effects of corsets that are
long and so tight that the encircled
one can scarcely bend or sit down.
We understand vaguely that othei
harness worn product's a stringhalt
effect that is a cross between a high
school gait and a cakewalk. We
observe with sympathy the high
collars that press painfully into the
jugular veins, and we suspect the
long training necessary to walk in
modish shoos. But we will not
Admit fora minute the assertion of
Dr. Sarah Jane that men are re
sponsible for such monstrosities be
cause men desire to see the fair
(mes rigged up thus.
The sterner sex lacks capacity
for sartorial analysis. What a
man sees is the effect, and for his
life he cannot rememlier what sort
of dress encased the beautiful one
after she has passed from sight. It
is a sad mistake to assert that wo
men dress for men. They do not;
they dress for women. The average
woman would not hesitate to he
seen of a hundred men in a neat
little dimity that is eiol and com
fortable and, what if* more, that
looks cool and comfortable. She
knows the men are not going to
nudge each other and make re
mark* *t*wt it* tit and it* cost.
Hut the immit 1 woman will manipu
late -her body into a thousand con
tortions and endure t*he toVfUres id
the rack if her Innholders are to l*e
women-
No, Sarah don’t blame the men
for the feminine fashions. If wo
men believe that men want them
to lace and harness, choke, hobble
and press themselves into the sem
blance of a gas pipe, they might
just as well end their sufferings
right now. Men do not how down
and worship the fair members of
society Inxause they are dressed on
Paris specifications, but in spite of
that fact. Let a demure girl in a
neat costume, sensible hat, honest
shoes and trappings that allow free
movement pass a crowd of men.
They will injure their eyes in ad
miration. Let the fashionable,
perspiring, modeled woman pass
and the men will feel sorry for her.
Tha’t a fact, Sarah, anddeepdown
in their hearts most women know
it. As for the husbands ask them
si Hint the dress with a hundred
buttons; just ask them, ti.at s all
Kansas City Journal.
With the Paragraphers.
When reformers fall out among
themselves then the people will get
justice. —Douglasville Argus.
Some days ago The Gwinnett
Journal stated that Rev. H. N.
Rainey had bought an automobile.
The Journal was mistaken. “Uncle’’
Hiram wants one, but he says he is
not able to buy one.—Gwinnett
Journal.
The place that gives you a living
is entitled to your l**st efforts. No
person has a right to live in a town
and enjoy its benefits and pleasures
w.thout identifying himself with its
i: ite rest. —Exchange.
The Winder Lumber Company
has secured the contract for the
erection of anew &20,000 Methodist
church in Greensboro. Wonder
when the Methodists of Madison
will let the contract for their mw
$40,000 building? —Madisonian.
The debating Society of Noith
Carolina which decided that the
; w< rid is Mat, tackled the subject at
t ie wrong time of year. —Au;usta
Chronicle
If somebody don't mind they will
talk the good roads movement to
death l>efore a lick of work is struck
on them. —Ogl thorpe Lcho.
Miss Ham has married a Mr.
Baker. No, we are not going to
say what you think, hut simply re
mark that he ought to he able to do
the cooking. —Klberton Star.
The republic of Cuba has cstub
•
lished a bureau of information, and
a letter directed to us this week
from Havana contains the follow
ing letterhead: “ Kepublicade Cu
ba. Secretary de agricultura, Com
ercio, Y. Trabago," and we are at
a loss to know whether it is a chal
lenge to light a duel or not. — Dah
lonega Nugget.
The auto accidents over this great
country aie truly appalling. The
railroad accidents are paling into
insignificance. —Clarke County
Courier.
One of our citizens being alarmed
by the noise in his garden one liigt.t
last week, went out to find nothing
going on there except that the corn
which is unusually large and rank,
was busily shooting.—Marietta
News.
The papers of New York are mak
ing much over the fall of a squirrel
from a building to the roof of an
other and getting up unhurt. What
boy has not seen a squirrel jump
from tlit* tallest tree and strike the
ground running?—Dublin Courier-
Dispatch.
Ugliest Man Banished.
York, Pa- —Because his personal
appearance frightened women and
children, Marion Burkhart, who
claims Barry, 111., as his home,
was arraigned in the police court.
“There is really nothing against
the man,” explained Chief Bush,
“but his appearance frightened so
many people that 1 thought it l>est
to look him up ”
Bukhart is a giant, slightly
stooped; his face is covered with a
heavy growth of short, black beard,
sticking straight out, and his head
has a similar covering. One
eve is missing, and although appa
rently a very amiable fellow, the
spectators in the court room were
half afraid of him, too.
The mayor found a way out of
the dilemma by giving the man his
lilierty on condition that he leave
the city at once.
Made Ihe Editor Laugh.
“That country editor thinks I'm
a humorist.”
“Why?”
“1 tried to sell him a cash re
gister.”
REAPING RENEW.
f row the Experience of Winder
People.
Wo are fortunate indeed to be
able to profit by the experience of
our neighbor*. The public utter
ance of Winder resident* on the
following subject will interest
and benefit thousands of our
readers. Read this statement.
No better proof can be had.
C. H. Barron, Wright Sr., Win
der, Ga., says: ‘‘l took Doan’s
Kidney Pills, procured at Turner’s
Pharmacy, for pains in mv back
and other symptoms of kidney
complaint. lam pleased to say
that they were very effective, tor
by the time I had taken the con
tents of three boxes, all my trou
ble had disappeared. I am now
in the best of health ami feel
that Doan’s Kidney Pills deserve
the credit/’
For sale by all dealers. Price
jSO cents. Foster-Milhurn Cos.,
Buffalo, New York, sole agents
for the United States.
Renfemh r the name—Doan’s —
and tak‘‘ no other.
CECIL \. D. ODUM.
We have received a loving remem
brance of little Cecil A. I). Odum
who departed this life June 11, 1000,
aged six months and eleven days.
The article was written by his little
sister, Mamie Odum, and she sends
us, and no doubt experiences the
sentiment of the entire beautiful
poem beginning:
Another little lamb has gone
To dwell with him who gave;
Another little darling babe
Is sheltered in the grave.
God needed one more angel child
Amidst his shining hand,
And so He bent with smile
And clasped our darling’s hand.
This poem is composed of seven
teen verses and is a most beautiful
word picture of bereaved hearts hold
ing m tender memory those who have
gone before and at the same time
yielding in meek submission to the
will of God. It lias lieen read in
almost every home throughout the
land. Space forbids its reproduction
here.
Sub Rosa.
She —She told me you told her
that secret I told you not to tell her-
He —The mean thing! I told her
not to tell you I told her.
Sht —l promised her 1 wouldn’t
tell you she told me, so don’t tell
her l told you. —Exchange.
Two telephone girls were talking
over the wire. They were discuss
ing what they should wear. In the
midst of this important conversation
a masculine voie interrupped, ask
ing humbly for a number.
One of the girls became indignant
and inquired: “What line do you
think you are on, anyhow?”
“Well,’’ said the man, “I am
not sure, Imt judging from what I
have heard I should say I was on a
clothes line.”
Mrs. Briggs—Does your husband
take any special exercise?
Mrs. Griggs —Yes; he’s all the
I time kicking.
Knicker —When he graduated he
thought he would save the state.
Boeker —And now he is trying to
save a dollar a week.
Birds Used In Choir.
Thirty-five canary birds as a part
of the choir, and participating in
the Sabbath morning musical pro
gram, constituted an innovation in
the regular religions services at
Lincoin Park Instutional Baptist
church, Cincinnati, last Sunday.
I carry in stock everything
that it takes to build a house
fa r
and the prices are right.
w. E. YOUNG,
The Shingle Man.
A FAR SIGHTED MAN,
Knowing the uncertainties of the future and
realizing the responsibilities of life, does not let
the fire which may consume his property find
him without Insurance. Furthermore, he pro*
tects his estate and those dependent on him by
insuring his own life.
For reliable Insurance, life and fire, see
KILGORE & RADFORD, Insurancec Agents,
Hay Office at The Winder Banking Company.
—— NO DANGER!
harness breaking, even when the
Q horse rears and plunges,if your equine
| equipment hales from this harness
I | aild Baddler y shop. It’s built to
VAv4 y— 1 stand severe strain, ready for every
mVi emergency. The only strain it won’t
\ k "Iv/ U meet is one on your purse -that’s as
'W safe from overcharge as our harness
OLIVER, CANNON & CO.,
WINDER, GEORGIA.
LITTLE LAUGHS.
“Who’s that homely girl you
spoke to?”
“Sir, that lady has promised to
he my wife.”
“Cheer up- Lots of women don't
ket p their promises.' ’
Sin Better join our picnic party.
H( —What’s thy use, when I can
more easily enjoy warm lemonade
and sandwiches with ants on ’em
in my hack yard?
“Mean thing!” exclaimed Mrs.
Newliwed; “it’s just brutal of you
to call it ‘this stuff.’ You said
you’d lie glad if I baked my own
bread —' ’
“Yes, dear,” replied the brute,
“but I didn’t say you should
hake mine.”
Mr. Summerboard (politely)
Shall 1 help myself to the beans?
Hired Man —You will it you get
enny!
Huh —Reckless and extravagant —
1? When did lever make a useless
purchase?
Wife —Why, there is that fire ex
tinguisher you bought a year ago;
we’ve neyer used it once.
“I sent 10,U0t) kisses,” he wrote.
“Bah!’’ she exclaimed tossing
his letter aaide: “why dosen’t he
come and look over his terminal
facilities in person.
“I was in Eden with Adam and
Evei”
Cried the man with the wild red
eye,
“l was in Eden with Adam and
Eve!”
“The devil you were,” said I.
“1 don't believe in hiding my
light under a bushel,” remarked
young Sapleigh-
You would l*e foolish to da so,”
rejoined Miss Slashem. “when a
pint cup would more and hide it.”
“It's hard 1o lose a beautiful
daughter,” said the wedding guest
sympathetically.
”It'sa blamed sight harder to
lose the homely ones,” replied the
old man who had several yet to go.
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FARMS
FOR SALE !
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In and around Jersey,
Walton county, Georgia,
containing from 40 to
510 acres each. Terms
easy ::::::
APPLY TO
W. L. Blasingame,
Winder, Ga.
■ -
Josiah Blasingame,
Jersey, Ga.
Great Shoothq.
“Yes, sir,” said old man Brag
gard, “as soon as I see them birds
T went into the house and took
down the old blunderbuss and
pegged at ‘cm, an’ by gorry! f
brought dowd thutty birds to one
shot. Can ye beat that?”
“Ya-as,” drawled Uncle 8i
Peavey. “Ye know Bill Wiggins,
frog pond?”
“Yes,” said old man Braggard.
“What of it?”
“Wa-al, 1 went down there the
other night after sundown to shoot
a couple o’ bull frogs with my old
shotgun,” said Uncle Si. “There
was o,otKi of ,em settin’ on them
there lily pads, an’ I just lifted
that there gun to my shoulder and
let her go."
“S’pose ye did,” said old man
Braggard. “How does that affect
my bird story?”
“Beats it all holler," returned
Uncle Si. “The minute my gun
went off the hull denied 0.000 bull
frogs croaked."
Tommy —“ You’d better look out.
If your mother’s got the mumps
she might give them to you.’’
Bobby —“Oh, she’s only my
step-mother—she would hit give me
anything,”