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JOSHUA JONES, PUBLISHER.
VOL. I.
A Bit of Bloom.
From alien suns this fair white lily drew
Its stainless light, its wondrous snowy
bloom;
Its fragrance, pure and sweet as morning
dew,
Diffusing priceless odors in my room.
On desert’s rim Its lifted earven boll
Stirred to the evening zephyr’s faintest
sigh;
And far away, on distant shores, the swell
Of ocean broke beneath tliq starlit sky.
Borne o’er the waste and o’er the wave to
me,
The lily woke to sweet surprise of life;
And dear and beautiful its hour shall be,
With meed of praise and raptured sunshine
rife.
Old as the bud that bloomed in Eden’s day.
New as the birdling iu a love-lined nest,
This gentle stranger smiles upon our way,
Tho dearest dear of flowers, our winter
guest. —Harper’s
Bazar.
DARRELL’S SACRIFICE.
It was at Mrs. Barrow Carew’s bril¬
liant dance the girls first heard of it,
and as fur-trimmed mantles were cast
aside in the dressing room the follow¬
ing carping conversation was imme¬
diately begun by two of her “dearest
friends.”
“Well, I do hope that Papa and
Mamma St. Claire are satisfied with
their manoeuvring, for good ness knows
they have simptly trapped Sir Vernon
Harrington into marrying Genevieve, ”
said a tall, stylish damsel, applying a
little powder deftly tinder her chin,
with an injured feeling against all hu¬
manity in general, especially an inno¬
cent, golden-haired little maiden who
had, all unconsciously, won the match
par excellence of the season.
“Manoeuvring, Bella, did you say?”
queried a small brunette, retreating
slowly from the pier glass with a swift
and satisfied glance over her white
shoulder at the dainty white-satin clad
figure reflected therein. “That is a
mild way of putting the affair, for I
call it nothing less than pure, un¬
adulterated brass. To think of those
• poverty-stricken objects seizing upon
that poor young fellow and making
matters so terribly pronounced that a
breach of promise suit would be his
only release from their talons.”
“Oh, of course I know,” rejoined
the charitable Bella, “that she was
only waiting to snatch the chance at
the least sign of attention on his part,
and in the meantime the little simple¬
ton would have given the world, 1
fancy, to get handsome Darrell King¬
don, though managing Mamma Bt.
Claire, I presume, would not let her
look at him, for, you know, he made
ducks and drakes of his father’s im¬
mense fortune. So Darrell is out of
the question, for Vieve’s marriage with
the baronet is the only means of sav¬
ing them from total ruin.”
“Indeed! Well, I am not in the
least surprised. They have strained
every point to keep up with Mrs. Bt.
Claire’s fashionable sister, Mrs. Carew,
and she has’ helped the campaign
along with tho skill of an old veteran. ”
So saying, the friends left to enter
the ballroom. They greeted Gene¬
vieve in the most rapturous manner,
congratulating the baronet, who stood
beside her, with a warmth they did
not feel.
Vieve received their effusive atten¬
tions with a bright and grateful look
in her lovely gray eyes, too young and
inexperienced yet to realize how much
envy and malice lay hidden beneath
their sweet smiles and honeyed
speeches. *
But the man by her side saw plainly
through their masks of pretended
friendship, and in answer to Vieve’s
gentle “Don’t you think they are very
kind, Vernon?” said hurriedly, not
wishing to destroy her innocent faith
in the world: “I think they intend
to be, darling.”
She was just on the point of asking
hie meaning, when her partner ap¬
peared and asked for his waltz, and
THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE IS THE SUPREME LAW.
FORT GAINES, GA., FRIDAY, APRIL T
Genevieve went smilingly away, leav¬
ing Sir Vernon gazing after her slen¬
der young figure with a wealth of lovo
in his usually cold blue eyes. Ho
know perfectly well that Viove was not
iu lovo with him, nml though tho
knowledge sometimes marred his hap¬
piness he loved her too well to relin¬
quish his claim upon her. And when
a few months previous ho had asked
her to become his wife ho could not
help admire the girl’s truthfulness
when sho answered, with tears in her
lovely gray eyes: “I cannot bo your
wife, Sir Vernon, for, though I ad¬
mire and respect you, still I do not
love you.”
But he had at last overcome her
scruples.
“I would rather have your respect
and admiration, Vieve, than tho lovo
of any other woman I liavo ever met,”
he had said. “Indeed, you aro the
only one who has ever touched my
heart. ”
Aud, though Vieve’s “dear girl
friends” considered him something
bordering on a martyr, Sir Vernon
regarded the matter in an entirely dif¬
ferent light.
He was aroused from his reverie by
the laughing words, “How many
thousand miles away are your
thoughts, old fellow,” and the clasp
of a shapely brown hand as Darrell
Kingdon paused beside him.
“Not but a few steps from here,
Dal,” he said, returning his friend’s
greeting warmly. “I am watching
Vieve and wondering what that dear
little innocent has done to so com
pletely bewitch me out of my senses.
I tell you, Dal, she will make an ideal
Lady Harrington, and if I were to
lose her it would make a complete
wreck of my life.”
“You are awfully fond of her, aren’t
you, Vernon?” remarked his friend
quietly. “You know I always prophe¬
sied that no woman in tho world would
ever win your love, and I was right,
for, though Miss St. Clairo is high
bred and a beauty, she is as innocent
as a cherub in long clothes, and I
hope to heaven she will always remain
so,” added Darrell earnestly.
It was at this point in their con¬
versation that Sir Vernon was called
away by a message from his hostess,
and his friend sauntered out upon the
terrace to enjoy the comforts of an
undisturbed smoke and a few moments’
quiet thought.
Darrell Kingdon was a handsome
man, nearing thirty, with a superb
figure and a wealth of crisp, dark
curls, with eyes of vivid blue, the
dauntless and restless expression of
which served only as an addition to
his unusually striking face. He had
squandered two fortunes abroad and
had led a rather wild and roving life;
had broken many a trusting heart, re¬
turning at last to New York, at his
mother’s sudden death, to meet his
fate in golden-haired Vieve, only to
find to his utter despair, that another
had gained the prize he coveted.
“Well, it is my luck exactly, and a
just and bitter punishment for my
careless disregard of sacred vows and
fond hopes. But if Vieve loved me
and was free” (and unconsciously a
soft expression dawned on his sombre
eyes), “and had I my squandered for¬
tune, I Would yet be but a sorry sub¬
ject for such a sweet little ruler. But
she is safe,” he added, with a mirth¬
less laugh. “Had it been any one
else but Harrington, however, I
should let no obstacle prevent me
from trying to win her.”
“I shall leave tomorrow morning
and accept the position out West
which I declined yesterday. Thus
shall I leave my temptation behind
me and do right—for the first time in
my selfish life. ”
So saying he strode toward Gene¬
vieve, who stood alone by the terrace
rail, gazing at the silvery moon with
a disappointed look in her usually
radiant gray eyes. If Darrell could
only have seen tho tender heart hid¬
den beneath Yiove’s white dress I am
afraid the good resolutions just formed
would never have materialized, for,
unluckily, she was in love with tho
wrong man and had tried in vain to
tell Sir Vernon, who only laughed,
adding gaily: -. Why, Viovo, if you
forgot your evening prayers I.suppose
you would consider it necessary to in¬
form me.”
“I have striven to do my duty,”
mused Vieve, “and though I do not
love Vernon I shall always bo true to
him, for ho cares for me and that is
moro than I can say for the man on
whom I am secretly wasting my affec¬
tions.”
At tho thought a hot blush came
over the fair face and a proud look
entered the lovely eyes. Little did
she dream of the sacrifice Darrell was
making for her sake. And now, as he
paused beside her, tho sight of her
innocent beauty almost maddened
him, and for a moment ho was tempted
to throw friendship to the winds and
yield to tho imqulse of taking Vievo
in his arms and telling her all. But
after a short, fierce battle with his
better self he was able to say quietly
“Good evening, Miss St. Claire. I am
glad to find you alone for u moment,
as I am anxious to bid you farewell
and thank you for tho many pleasant
hours spent in your company. I leave
you for tho West tomorrow, to begin
at the bottom rung of tlio great lad¬
der of life, and may never have the
happiness of seeing you again.”
“Tomorrow, Mr. Kingdon? How
sorry I am,” and in spite of herself
she could not control tho quaver in
her voice.
Darrell’s misery was too great to
notice her agitation, however, and,
finding his self-control was deserting
him, he said, hurriedly, his voice low
and tender:
“Good-by, Viovo, darling; some¬
times in tho years to como think of
me, and remember that I successfully
resisted the greatest temptation of my
whole life this evening.”
He was gone before she could an¬
swer him, and the next day ho was on.,
his way out West to try and do right
for another’s sweet sake. Darrell had
but one remimder of the only woman
he had ever really loved. It was a
tiny pearl ring that sho had once
dropped at a dance as she stood con¬
versing with him, and Darrell had,
after her departure, appropriated it,
and ever afterwards worn it over his
heart.
Vievo had been Lady Harrington
three years before any news ever
reached her of Darrell Kingdon. It
was a brilliant moonlight evening.
She was upon the terrace of hor lovely
English home when her husband cfene
hurriedly out of his library, his fate
white and excited.
“Vieve,” he said sadly, “you re¬
member my old friend, Darrell King¬
don? I have just received news that
he was shot and instantly killed while
attempting to save another man’s life.
Poor old fellow; rather a hard recom¬
pense for his bravery.”
Though Vieve had learned to lovo
Sir Vernon, it was not in the way she
had cared for handsome Darrell, and
for a moment her heart stood still with
grief at the thought of tho bravo ;
young fellow’s sad ending.
“Why, Vieve,” said Sir Vernon, as j
he saw her sweet face turn such a
deathly color, “I did not know you j
cared so much for poor ‘Dal.’ It
pleases me to think you were fond of ;
my old friend. But come, darling,
the night has grown quite chilly and |
our nerves arc unstrung.” .
“Yes, Vernon, you are right; it is |
cold;” and they left the terrace quite !
deserted, with onlv the amber moon !
for company-the same moon which | !
shining brightly upon Darrell’s
grave in the far West.—Chi¬
'
Post.
Wealth of The World.
Tho reported valuation of all prop
erty iu tho United States by the cen¬
sus of 1890 was $65,037,091, 197, or
$1,036 per capita for tho entire popu¬
lation. This enumeration, however,
dealt with property located in the Unit¬
ed States, and did not go into the
question whore it is owned. If tho
estimate of llobort Giffeii is correct,
that $5,000,000,000 iu foreign capital
was invested in this country in 1890,
probably an oven larger amount is so
invested at tho present time. Deduc¬
tion should also bo mado for tho higL
value put upon waste public lands in
tho census, with the net results that
tho per capita valuation of tho United
States would bo reduced to about
$950, of $4,750 for a family of live.
Estimates mado by careful economists,
who como pretty near agreement
among themselves, put tho valuation
of Groat Britain about nine years ago
at $50,000,000,000, and that oi
Franco at $40,000,000,000. This would
afford a per capita valuation of $1,338
for Groat Britain and $1,081 for
France, making tho valuation for a
family of live $6,690 in Great Britain
and $5,405 iu France. The iiguros of
Franco aro placed somewhat higher by
some others, and tho total in both
countries includes careful estimates ol
tho largo holdings of foreign secu¬
rities, soino of them covering prop¬
erty located in tho United States.
The groat holdings of foreign secu¬
rities, estimated to amount in Great
Britain to about $8,000,000,000, ex¬
plain to a largo extent tho adverse
balance of foreign trade constantly
shown by the British statistics. Great
Britain would long ugo liavo been de¬
nuded of her gold and become bank¬
rupt if tho excess of imports over ex¬
ports shown by her trade statistics were
n true moasiiro of her financial condi¬
tion. Tho fact that about 400,000,000
is duo her annually in interest charges
upon British capital placed abroad,
explains how she can afford to import
several hundred million pounds ster¬
ling of foreign merchandise which she
exports. Franco is estimated to hold
$4,000,000,000 of foreign securities,
largely Italian and Spanish, and she
also has been able to show a large bal¬
ance of merchandise over exports dur¬
ing the past decade, while piling up
in the vaults of tho Bank of Franco
and distributing through her mone¬
tary circulation a larger mass of coin
than any other commercial country.—
United States Investor.
Some Wonderful (Hauls of Old.
There are hardly any truthful rec¬
ords of the giants ot the past, though
literature is full of wondrous titles.
about them. A French academician,
M. Henrion.onco estimated the height
of Adam to be 123 feet, and that of Eve
118, proportions that must have ap¬
peared most formidable to the serpent
and made the proposition for apples
seem a somewhat trivial thing. The
same authority brings Abraham down
to 28 feet, and makes Moses only 13.’
Goliath’s recorded height is, however,
only nine feet nine inches, which is
within the bounds of possibility.
Pliny speaks of seeing a giantess
10 feet two inches in height, and a
skeleton 72 feet long. There are
weird stories of the Emperor Maxi¬
milian, who was reputed to be nine
feqt high and to have eaten 40 pounds
of meat a day.—Scribner.
Scantily Settled Counties.
It is no exaggeration to say that
there are counties in the West and
Bouth that cl ° not have aH m,my inhab *
Hants as an ordinary New England
village. Cook County, Minn., had
loHS tban one hundred “habitants in
1890 > bllt ^ wa3 P°P nloUS compared
with Yoakum Count * Texas ’ 111 wL,c5i
there dwelt but four pe0pl °’ preSU,n -
ably the sheriff and his family. —Bos
ton Transcript
ONE DOLLAR PER ANNUM-
no. i;l
A YOUNG GIRL’S TRIALS.
NKKVOITK TKOI'RI.KH KND IN ST.
VITUS' DANCE.
I’liy.lcluns Covrerliw.—Tlio Story Tolil fcy
the Chilil'ii Mother.
(From the Reporter, Homer net, Ky.)
A.rtionK the foot hills of the Cumberland
Mountain*, near tho town of Flat Rook, la
tho happy home of James Mo-PherroK. Four
months affo the daughter of the family, a
happy girl of sixteen, was stricken with 8t.
Vitus’ dance. Tho lending physicians were
consulted, but without avail. She grew pale
aud thin under the terrible nervous strain
and was fast losing her mental powers. In
fact the thought of placing her In an asylum
was seriously considered. Her case has been
90 widely takod about that the report ef her
cure was like modernizing a miracle of old.
To a reporter who visited tho home tho
mother said:
“Yes, the reports of my daughter’ssieknees
and cure are true as you hear (hem. Her af¬
fliction grew Into Bt. Vitus’dance from on
aggravated form of weak ness and nervou*
trouble peculiar to her sex. Every source of
help was followed to the end, but It seemed
that physicians and medicine were power¬
less. Day by day she grew worse until w«
despaired of her life. At times she almost
wont into convulsions. Hhe got ho that w»
had to watch hor to keep her from wandsr
lag away, aud you can imagine the enre she
was.
“About this time, when our misery was
greatest and all hope had fled, 1 read of
another case, almost similar, that bud been
ourod by a modioine known as Dr. Williams’
Pink Pills. Almost In desperation I secured
some of the pills aud from that day on the
wonderful work of restoration commenced;
the nervousness loft, her cheeks grew bright
with the color of health, she gained flesh and
grew strong both mentally and physically
until to-day she is the very picture of good
health and happiness.
“It Is no wonder that I speak in glowing
tetms of Pink Pills to every ailing person 1
meet. They saved my daughter’s life and I
am grateful.”
Tho foregoing is but one of many wonder
| ful cures that have been credited to Dr. Wlll
i lams’ Pink Pills for Pale People. In many
cases the reported cures have been investi¬
gated by the leading newspapers and veri¬
fied in every possible manner. Their fame
has spread to the far ends of civilization and
there is hardly a drug store In this country
or abroad where they cannot be found.
Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People
are now builder given to the public as an unfailing
blood and nerve restorer, curing all
forms of weakness arising from a watery
condition of the blood or shattered nervee.
The pills are sold by all dealers, or will he
scut jiost paid on receipt of price they (50 cents a
box, or six boxes for $2A0 are never
sold In bulk or by tho 100) Company, by addressing
Dr. Williams’ Modioine Schenec¬
tady, N. Y.
A It. ol I*, on ( nrsickncw.
"Many people complain that the hb.h them speed
of some of our railroad trains makes as
si' k ns though they were at sea,” -aid a trav¬
eling man the other day. “1 don’t know how
thatmav If, hut I know 1 was on a train last
August that made a record foi^the Bomb and
1 did not even realize that we were moving
faster than usual- It was a run from Jack¬
sonville to Washington on the Plant and At¬
lantic coast line systems, by a sped 1 1 Knights
nt Pythias train, and wo did the 778 miles in
880 minutes, and, as I said before, we hardly i
knew we were making such time. It n’t
pace that rnak.es people sick, it’s bad tracks
Mini poor rolling stock. Make on* sick indeed!
Why, traveling as that, on the Plant sys¬
tem is luxury, sir, positive luxury.'”--The
Press, New York, Jan . 18,1895.
J>pnfnc«m Cannot bo Cured
by local applications, as they cannot reach the
diseased port ion of t he ea r. There is only one
way to cure Deafness, and that is by constitu¬
tional remedies. Deafness Is caused by an in¬
flamed condition of the mucous lining of tho
Eustachian Tube. When this tube gets in¬
flamed you have a rumbling sound or imper¬
fect hearing, and when it is entirely closed
Deafness is the result, and unless the In flam
mat ion can be taken out and this tube re¬
stored to its normal condition, hearing will bo
destroyed forever; nine cases out ten are
caused by catarrh, which is nothing surfaces. but an. in¬
flamed condition of the mucous
We will give One Hundred Dollars for any
case of Deafness (caused by catarrh) that, can¬
not he cured by Hall’s Catarrh Cure. Send for
circulars, free. Toledo, _ , . O. „
F. J. CrtEf.’EY & Co.,
SiT.Sold by Druggists, 70c.
<11COK<<IA BAPTIST CONVENTION,
WAYCROSS, GA.
Double Dally Through Trains Atlanta »•
Wayeross, via Central Itailiouii
of t.eorgin.
The Central Railroad of (H-orgia will seD'
tickets account Georgia Baptist Converitto/
Wayeross. certificate «»., April plan. 9th-15t The u, at double tar- amp <1/
th r'l on /
schedules of this line wiih Pullman -lent o:
cars through without change, make it flic
quickest r.ml most direct route to and from
the convention. See that your tickets real
over the Centra Railroad, avoiding any
change of cars. Positively the on y lino with
double daily through trains. L ave Atlanta
7:30 a. in., 6:55 p. in.: arrive Waver ss 5:00 p.
m 4-40 a. in. R'-tuniin ' leave Wavcross 10:35
a. m., ‘J:~J p. m.; arrive Atlanta 8:05 p. m.. 7:45
a. rn. For detailed information, sleeping ear
re-ervatlons, etc., apply 8. B. Webb.
F J. Robinson, T. P.
C. V. & T. A. A.
16 Wail street, Atlanta, Ga.
Notice.
I want o'/cry man and woman in the United
Btat'.-s inp .'e-ted in the Opium and Whi xy
habits if have my l ook on the*# diseas s
Add and ontf res/ >■ >11 M. be Woolley. «ent you Atlanta, free. Ga., Box 3*L
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At a recent artistic carnival held
at Vienna the toilets of the 120
ladies who formed the cortege rep¬
resented a value of $250,000, the
value of the .-diamonds worn being
rrom $300, 000 to $2,500,000.
People with artificial liberality
manifest themselves at the end of life.