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JOSHUA PUBLISHER.
VOL. II.
A Song or Seasons.
There’s joy, my dear, in the youth o’ the
year,
When the hearts o’ the bright buds break ;
And the skies are blue as the eyes o’ you,
And the blooms blow over the lake.
There's joy, my dear, for the world is fair,
And love is the sweetest blossom thore.
There’s joy, my dear, in the noon o’ the
year,
When the harvest hints o’ gold ;
And the soft sun streams with its gleams and
dreams
On your beautiful hair unrolled.
There’s joy, my dear, for the world is fair,
And love is the blossom that’s brightest
there.
There’s joy, my dear, in the gray o’ the
year,
■When the snows are drifting white •,
And the cold winds cry to the starless sky,
And tho last rose weeps : “Good-night!”
There’s joy, my dear, for the world is fair,
While your love like a lily is blooming
there.
—Frank L. Stanton.
THE WRONG MAN.
*‘Ah,” said old Mrs. Prodgitt,
“things have changed since my day 1
When I was a girl, folks used to stay
at home and help their mothers do
the housework, and piece bed-quilts,
and embroider lace veils, instead of
running about iu all the dirty streets
and narrow lanes in creation!”
Mrs. Prodgitt did not take kindly to
modern civilization.
She had come up from Owl Brook
to visit her cousin Mary Ann, who had
married Ebenezer Hardy a quarter of
a century ago, and settled down in
New York; and, as she expressed her¬
self, “things seemed to be all turned
topsy-turvy.”
“But, Cousin Prodgy,” said saucy
Hattie Hardy, who was equipping her¬
self with basket, bag, parasol and
waterproof cloak, “it is a work of
mercy and charity that we are engaged
in.”
“Nonsense!” irratably cried Mrs.
Prodgitt. “I think you’ve all gone
crazy together! I’m surprised at
you Mary Ann, to let the child go
tramping all over the city by herself.
Xn my day it wasn’t considered re¬
spectable. ”
“You say, truly, that times have
changed Bince then,” mildly muttered
jfrs Hardy, who was knitting fleecy,
white wool by the fire. “Be sure,
Hattie, that you come home early.
The new minister is to be here to¬
night to tea, and Betsey can’t be
trusted with the new set of moss-rose
china. ”
“I wonder what he is like?” said
Hattie, as she tied the deep-blue
strings of her hat into a coquetish
bow under her round chin. “I do
hope he’s young and handsome. ”
“My dear!” remonstrated Mrs.
Prodgitt.
“Of course,” added Hattie, “we
knew that old Mr. Puzzletou was a
perfect saint; but one don’t like saints
with red noses and spectacles, and
three layers of double chin !”
Mrs. Prodgitt looked as if she ex
pected that Hattie would be struck by
lightning on the spot for that hereti
oal remark.
“Harriet!” was all that she could
utter.
While Mrs. Hardy, more accus
tomed to the and*’: A * speeches of
her pretty daughter, < .at on, in her
purring sing song tones:
“Don’t forget that poor widow in
Cob lape, Hattie. And if you goto
Milo Reneau’s, I think it would be
well to speak a word in season to that
great lazy son of his, who is always
buying lottery tickets, and does noth
ing to support the old folks. ”
“Oh, yes. I’m glad you mentioned
that” said Hattie, penceling an entry
on a little tablet, 4 i t Mem, to give
Jonas Reneau a piece of my mind.”
Dear Mr. Puzzleton always said that
that young man was a dreadful stum¬
bling block.”
“And I think,” went on Mrs. Hardy,
THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE 18 THE SUPREME LAW.
FORT GAINES, GA., FRIDAY. MARCH 27. 18915.
“that the Gray sisters can find work
for Alioo Jennings now, if sho is un¬
employed.
“The—which?” asked Mrs. Prod
gift.
“The Gray sisters,” explained Mrs.
Hardy. “One of our church organiza¬
tions. ”
Mrs. Proclgitt glared.
“Is there any end to tho folly of
nonsense of this generation ?” she
said.
“I suppose,” laughed Hattie, “that
in your days nobody ever went alum
ruing?”
4 4 Wont where?” asked Mrs. Prod
gitt.
‘‘Slumming,” distinctly repeated
Hattie.
“She means visiting the poor and
seeking out cases of destitution, ” ex¬
plained Mrs. Hardy. “Hattie, my
child, I do wish you wouldn’t talk
slang!”
Hattie disappeared with a little
breeze of laughter, while Mrs. Prod¬
gitt resettled her spectacles and ut¬
tered a deep groan.
“Mark my words, Mary Ann,” said
she, “that girl will come to no good
end!”
“Hattie does not mean any harm,
Cousin Prodgitt, mildly pleaded Mrs.
Hardy, as she knitted on.
While Hattie, on her errand of
mercy, went from house to house in
the darkling lanes and crowded tene¬
ment districts, leaving an ounce of
green tea here and a lecture there, a
bottle of beef-wine-aud-iroa by a sick
bed, a little rose-scented snuff in a
poor old woman’s hand, a picture
book on tho pillow of some little
child, a wooden toy in the delighted
grasp of a skeleton-like infant, a gen¬
tle admonition in the ear of a wilful
factory girl, and a word of comfort to
encourage a despairing widow.
She conkl be gay and flippant
enough when “Cousin Prodgy” teased
her, but here she seemed to have as¬
sumed a new personality of dignity
and sweetness.
Old Milo Reneau’s was the last
house on her list. She glanced anxi¬
ously at her watch as she went in.
“Past five,” she snid to herself. “I
must make haste or the dear little
mammy will be fretting.”
The dusk had already darkened the
little room, where lay the patient old
sufferer from rheumatism, It was
always neat and clean there, but in
Hattie’s eyes it seemed more squalid
and poverty-stricken than usual to¬
night. As she came around the cor
ner of the door,she perceived a young
man sitting at an uncovered pine
table—a figure strongly silhouetted
against the window,
“Ah 1” said she, the spirit of right
eous aspiration rising up in her heart*
“so I’ve caught you at last iu the very
midst of your evil practices 1”
The young man rose hurriedly to
his feet,
“I beg your pardon—” he began,
but the tide of Hattie’s indignation
was not thus easily stemmed,
“Don’t beg my pardon,” said she.
“Beg the pardon of sosiety—of pub*
lie opinion—of everything else which
you are outraging by this shameful
behavior of yours. Apparently you
have neither pride nor self-respect
left—now take my advice; turn over
a new leaf. Give up your evil prac¬
tices, and set yourself to earn a de
cent Jiving. Look me in tho eyes,
young man!” she added severely.
“Tell me if you are not ashamed of
yourself!”
To all appearances, the culprit was
stricken dumb. Involuntarily he
raised a pair of clear, honest gray
eyes to Hattie’s face according to
orders, but he did not Bpeak a word,
good, bad or indifferent.
“He’s not bad looking,” thought
Hattie; “but I must not neglect the
chance of making an impression. I
am surprised at you!” she added
aloud. “A great, able-bodied fellow
like you settling down as a disrep¬
utable inonbus on your friends and
relatives. Don’t you know that you
are the talk of the neighborhood?
Get up—go to work! Never let me
see you idling hero again! No; don’t
answer me. I never enter iulo argil
ment with the people in my district
Logic is useless in a ease like this.”
Sho hurried to old Milo, who, being
stone-deaf, looked smilingly on dur
ing this brief but energetic monologue,
as if it had been a rocitatiou from
Sliakespeare.
“Here’s some extract, of beef for
you, Mr. Reneau!” sho shouted iu
his ear; “and a tumbler of lemon
jelly! I hope your lumbago is bettor.
I’m sorry I can’t stay a little longer
to-day, but I’ll again vary soon. 9 9
come
And nodding and smiling good-by
to him, she bustled away.
She arrived nono too soon on tho
domestic-tapis.
Betsey had already brokon one of
the moss-rose tea-cups, and spilled all
the salad dressing, so that Hattie had
to go to work to make more.
Cousin Prodgitt had lost her spec¬
tacles, and Mrs. Hardy could not find
her best lace frill.
Consequently sho was only half
through arranging her hair when Mrs.
Hardy called up tho Btair-caso:
“Harriet! Harriet! Mr. Cray has
come 1”
She hurriedly coiled up the shining
t
bronze locks and fastened them with
a sheli-piu, tied the Swiss muslin bow
at her throat, and, catching up her
pocket-handkerchief, ran down stairs.
Cousin Prodgitt was still adjusting
her cap-strings, iu her own room.
Miss Hardy hail gone to see if tho
tea was properly steeping; and so our
heroine walked directly iuto tho pres¬
ence of the Reverend Cecil Cray.
“I am Miss Hardy, said she. “I
beg your pardon! but—”
Here she stopped, with the syllables
of further speech fairly frozen on her
tongue.
A cold chill crept through all her
veins, and she recognized the curJy,
brown hair, tho clear, honest eyes, the
thick mustache.
But the Beverend Cecil was equal to
tho emergency.
“Don’t beg my pardon!” said he,
gravely, although thore was a roguish
sparkle in his eyes. Beg the pardon
of society—of public opinion. “No,
Miss Hardy,” he cried,suddenly drop¬
ping his solemn mannerism—don’t
lpok so distressed! Of course it was
a mistake. Don’t Z know perfectly
well that it was.”
“Oh, dear! oh, dear 1” gasped Hat¬
tie. “I thought it was Gilbert Ren¬
eau, I never bad seen him, you know,
and it was so dark, and—and—”
“And so you scolded the wrong
man,” said Mr. Cray. Well, I’ll pass
the lecture on to the genuine offender
at the very first opportunity, only I’m
afraid I cannot emphasize it half so
neatly as you did.”
* 4 Oh, don’t!” said Hattie, piteously
lifting her littlo hands, 4 ( Please
don’t!”
“No, I won’t,” said Mr. Cray,
11 We’ll forget and forgive.”
And when Cousin Frodgitt and Mrs.
Hardy came in, Hattie and tho young
clergyman were earnestly discussing
the rival merits of tho geraniums on
Mrs. Hardy’s flower-stand.
Mrs. Prodgitt stayed until spring,
and when she went back homo she
told her daughter that Hattie Hardy
was engaged to a young minister.
“Or at least I suspicion she is,’’she
added. “Bhe won’t own nothin’ for
sartin ; but things ain’t now as they
used to be. Folks as wus engaged to
be married used to be proud of it.
But Hattie’s a queer girl. Sho hasn’t
been brought us as girls was brought
up in my day.”
The Anaconda copper and silver
al ine of Montana expects to pay 83,
000,000 in dividends this year.
Cocaine on tlm Race Track.
Witbiu a recent period cocaine has
come into use on the raco track, ns a
stimulant. Horses that are worn and
exhausted,or are uncertain as to speed
and endurance, aro given ton to lifteeu
grains of coeaiuo by the noodle under
the skin at the time of starting, or a
few moments before.
The effects aro very prominent, and
a veritable muscular delirium" follows,
in which the horse displays unusual
speed, and often unexpectedly wins
the race. This agitation continues,
and the driver hns difficulty in “slow¬
ing down” the horse after the race is
over; not uufrequcntly the horse will
go half round again before ho can be
stopped. The exhaustion which fol¬
lows is not marked, except in the groat
thirst and loss of appetite, lint good
grooms give unusual attention to rub¬
bing and bathing the logs in hot water
and stimulants. The general effect on
the horse is depression, from which
he soons recovers, but it is found es¬
sential to give cocaine again to make
sure of his speed. The action of
cocaine grows more transient as the
use increases, and when a long period
of scoring follows before the moo be¬
gins, drivors give a second doso se¬
cretly while in the saddle. Sometimes
the horse becomes delirious and un¬
manageable, and leaves the track in a
wild frenzy, often lulling the drivor,
or ho drops dead on the track from
the cocaiue, although the cause is un¬
known to any but the owner and
driver. Some horses have been giton
as high as twenty grains at a time,
but this is dangerous and only given
to worn-out animuls, who may by this
means win a race. It appears that
cocaine is only used in running races,
and as a temporary stimulant for the
time. It is claimed that the flushing
eyes and trembling excitement of the
horse is strong evidence of the use of
jKocaine.—Quarterly Journal of Ine¬
briety.
Itiver of Crude Oil.
At Alexandria, lad., thore is groat
excitement because Pipe Creek, run¬
ning through tho center of the city, is
a l iver of oil. The development came
about with tho rising of the stream,
which seemed at high tide to have
reached a pool of petroleum and be¬
gan to carry it down the creek, jrj.
was discovered at the city water works
when tho pump began to take on an
unnsuul easy motion. Hoonthe whole
river was coated with oil, and when a
pail of the stuff was dipped out and a
match applied there was a strong
flame for some minutes. This caused
alarm for a time, but the oil specula¬
tors soon put about to drain oft’ the
oil near the pool, and are getting a
great deal. The oil is being traced to
a gas well, where the separator has for
a long time been turning off a fluid
supposed to be waste by a farmer. —
Chicago Times-Herald.
White JVarechal Noll Roses.
For florists it will be of interest to
learn that a German rose-grower,
Franz Decgen, Jr., in Koestritz, has
succeeded in developing white Mar
ebal Neil roses and in such quantites
that they will be sold wholesale to the
trade this year. The new beauty is
described as possessing extraordinary
charm, and, outside of the difference
in hue,all the distinguishing character
jsties of the yellow Murechal Neil.—
Chicago Record.
A Suggestion.
Uncle Harn (to Columbia)—Some
thing must, bo done about this Venez
uelan question. England insists on
enlarging on its boundary, what shall
we do and still avoid a war?
Columbia—Let both countries agree
to make it a settlement, for penniless
English lords who marry rich Amor¬
icau girls, we might save ourselves
tuen.—To-Date.
ONE DOLLAR PER MNUH*
NO. 12.
SCARLET FEVER SETTLED IN
THE BACK.
AN OPERATION WAS UNMICCESNFDI
I.Y PBRFOR.1IKD.
Tlio I’ll firm \Vn» Finn My Itontorml, After
Kl|hlprn Yearn.
From the Evening News,Newark, N.J.
About eivhto ii years ago, when Mri. Annie
Dalo, of 88 Bruce stroot, wnx a bright, merry
school girl, she was taken ill with scarlet fever.
She recovered, but site war a vtry different girl
from a physical standpoint. Sho wm curid of
the scarlet fovor, but it left her with an affec¬
tion of the back. A« she grow older the pain
Bcemed to increase, ller sufferings were inten¬
sified by her household duties, but she never
complained, and with one hand pressed tightly
to her back she did her work about her cozy
home.
“I wai fourteen years old when I was at¬
tacked with scarlet fever, and have now suffered
with my hick for eighteon years.
‘‘Night anil day I suaered. It really seemed
as if I must succumb to tfio pain, and ilien to
make matters worse, my head ached so badly
that I could scarcely see, at times. Finally I
went to Ht. Michael's Hospital, at the corner of
High street and Central nvenuo, and there tho
surgeons performed a difficult operation on my
back, hut it did no good; it was like everything
else, another I was told at the hospital hid (o left return lor
weak I could operation, but hack. the first Then again me 1 had so
not go
become discouraged and my three children
needed ni.v attention and cam at home. I ho
pain hccamo harder to stand and my back
whs almost broken, it ‘seemed. I thought I
would never know what it would bo like 10 bo
well again when I was told to trv Dr. Williams’
Pink Pills. With many doubts, a faint heart
and an aching back I went to get the pills, and
little dreaming that they would prove tho
elixer of a new life to me, I began to take
them. Only a short time elapsed beforo I be¬
gan to improve. Could it bo possible that Dr.
Williams’ Pink Pills were doing wha» every¬
thing else hail foiled to accomplldi? I before a-kod
myself the question many times and
long I waB enabled by mv improved condition
to answer tho question with an emphatic •Tos.’
Now the pain of almost twenty years i*< tired
by tin so Pink Pills in a ft w months. I have
no pain of any kind now, but 1 h>vo got some
of Dr. Wdliaimt' Pink Pills tor Pa'e People
and while I do not think it will ever be noee^a
ry to iiho them again, I iliall certainly never be
without them m the house.”
Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills contain, in a con¬
densed form, all the elemonts necessary and" to give
new life and richness to the blood restore
shattered in rv s. They are also a specific for
troubles peculiar to females, such as suppres¬
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They build up the blood, and resioru the glow
of health to pale and sallow cheeks. In men
they effect a radical cure in all cases arising
from mental worry, overwork or excesses of
whatever nature. Pink Pills are sold in boxes
(never in loose bulk) at 50 cants a box or Hix
boxes for $2.5(1, and may bo had of all drug¬
gists, or direct by mail from Dr. Williams’
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A New Samson.
A party of friends were sitting at a
tavern, full of fun and mischief, when
all at once an acquaintance of theirs,
named Hamson, appeared on the scene.
“Ha!” exclaimed one of them,“now
we can dare the police and the bnm
bailiffs to do their worst; wi*h Hamson
to help us we have nothiugto fear from
such Phillistines. ” “Quite so,” Ham
son replied, “if only oue of you will
lend me his jawbone.”- Selected.
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