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Lift 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. 8 FARMS FOR SALE ! / 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,”