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An Cximpif That Should be Fol
lowed.
The better class of white citi
zen of Kemper County, Miss.,
feta good example to the bal
ance of the country where the
population consists of both
whites and blacks, when 'he
nee riot broke out in that com ;
last week.
Vhen it developed that hod-
Imis had taken the war path,
ri »,> ing innocent negroes simply
because they were negroes, the
I' - .er element of whites got to
pi ther and protected the indus
t> i )as and peaceable blacxs. A
fc v innocent negroes were killed
i fore the better class of whites
iealized what was being done,
hue when those who stood for
law and order took a stand foi
the protection of the innocent
Si;d peaceable blacks the slaugh
ter .'stopped.
Nearly all the trouble between
the whites and the blacks is due
to the vicious members of both
races. This being trie, the bet
t±r elements of the two rac; s
ought to stand together for mu
tual protection and foi\uphold
iug the laws of the land.
It is generally charged that
the blacks everywhere protect
their own culprits. This is per
haps true to a large extent, bur
may it not be due to the ver>
reasonable belief on their part
that black m> n are not certain of
justice and that white attacks
<jn negroes are indiscriminate?
Let the respectable and sub
stantial white people assure the
industrious and peaceable blacks
of protection. In this way the
bolter elements of the two racee
can be brought to stand together
for law and order, and disorder
and race riots will be averted—
Auoany Herald!
New Year Reflect.on*.
Start right.
Continue right.
Wind up the year right.
Resolve, and stick to it.
A void past errors and mist akes.
Profit by your follies, and be
wiser.
Be stable in your ways, strong
er in the right.
Rebuke wrong, turn from sin,
cling to the good.
If you stumble, get up, if you
fall don’t give up.
Attempt something, have a
purpose, persevere.
Speak kind Words often, harsh
ones very seldom.
If you blunder, let it be on the
side of right rather than wrong.
Don’t scowl, don’t frown, but
wreathe your face in smiles.
Don’t drown yourself in doubt,
but buoy up your life with hope.
Be good natured at home, good
Matured abroad, and you’ll live
long to enjoy it.
Be cautious in judging, great
in forbearing, accuse little, for
give much.
Accept our reflections, take
tins paper, read it carefully,
send it to your friends, and
may your New Year be happy,
and all the year pleasant.
The first number of Tom Wat-1
Son’s Jefferson Magazine, pub- 1
fished in Atlanta, is on our desk,
(t is as usual, interesting. The
first pages are used in explaining
bis connection and dissolution
with his New York publishers,
while the others are entertaining,
whether the reader agrees with
tlie opinions expressed or not.
We cannot understand why
people bent on suicide do not hire
some one to tickle them to death.
Ovid Cream
1 Shave fine and melt in a double
4x>iler half an ounce of white wax
and an ounce of spermaceti. When
melted add one gill of almond oil
{md take from tho stove. Slowly
add one and a half ounces of rose
water, beating until the right eon
*jsste»cy. Last thing add twelve
'drops of benzoin.
'* Hanging Out Cloth**,
t Stockings should be hung up from
the toes. White flannels must be
hung out at once and be well shaken
before hanging them. Nightdresses,
.etc., should be hung from the shoul
ders. Do not drag any garment
.•when pinning. AUow it to hang
•aailv. -
OLD FASHIONED FOLKS.
Th* Kind cf People One Hardly Ever
Meets Nowadays.
What has become of the old fash
ioned man who carried a shot bag
in his pocket to keep change m ?
Who wore barn door trousers ?
Who kept a bootjack to pull oft
his 1 loots?
Who had his trousers lined with
unbleached muslin ?
Who wore a long linen duster
when traveling?
Who carried an old flat carpet
bag ?
Who greased his boots on Sun
day?
Who wore a shawl?
Who wore a watch cord with
watch key fastened to it?
What has become of the old fash
ioned woman who kept a bodkin in
her workbasket?
Who baked custard for ten when
she had company?
Who made impressions around
Ike edges of pies with a key to make
them look fancy?
Who wore calico sunbonnels with
pasteboard slats?
Who wore Shaker bonnets?
Who seasoned apple pic with all
spice?
Who used indigo to blue the water
when washing clothes?
What has become of the old fash
ioned people who poured tea iu the
saucer and blew on it, to make it
cool ?
Who drink sassafras tea in the
spring to purify their blood?
Who had to learn to like to
matoes ?
Who saved old rags to trade oft
to the tinware peddler?
What has become of the old fash
ioned novelist who always described
heroines as having dark auburn
ringlets hanging down their ala
bastcr necks?
Of the old fashioned elocutionist
who read “Widow Bedot Papers” at
entertainments?
Of Ihe old fashioned little girls
who wore long nankin pantalets ?
Of the old fashioned woman who
gave catnip tea to babies?
Of the old fashioned young men
who greased their hair with bear’s
oil scented with bergamot?—St.
Louis Post-Dispatch.
Some Big Families.
The record in family number? is
believed to belong to Scotland. It
is that of a Scotch weaver in the
seventeenth century, whose wife
bore him sixty-two children. Only
twelve died in childhood, forty-six
sons and four daughters living to be
twenty-one and upward. This al
most incredible record is said to be
fully and absolutely authenticated.
Sir John Bowes and three other gen
tlemen eacli adopted and reared ten
of this prodigious family.
A century ago there died in Ja
maica a woman named Mills. Her
age was given as 118, and she was
followed to the grave by 295 of
her children, grandchildren, great
grandchildren and great-great
grandchildren—no fewer than sixty
of whom, all named Ebanks, belong
ed to the regiment of militia for St.
Elizabeth’s parish.—Chicago Jour
nal.
Rapid Growth of Fungi.
The rapidity with which many, if
not all, fungi grow baffles calcula
tion. The great puffball, Lycoper
don giganteum, w ill grow as large as
a peek measure in forty-eight hours,
and specimens of Agaricus campes
tris have developed from the button
—of the size of a pea—to a mush
room as large as a coffee saucer in a
night, but this great increase is not i
actual growth. These species are
many weeks forming under the sur- 1
face of the-ground. Their cells are
small and closely packed. When the
proper degrees of moisture and heat
around this incipient fungus coin
cide, it rapidly absorbs moisture,
and stimulated by the heat swells to
its full size in a few hours.
A Sensational Play.
A dramatist waited on the man
ager with his new play. “Bear in
mind,” he said, “that the wife dies
of an attack of apoplexy, the hus
band of cholera and the lover of a
fit of indigestion.”
“And is there nobody left for the
last scene?”
“No, but that is not all. I rely
on an additional and very effective
incident. While the spectators are
applauding the author the manager
rushes up to the footlights in great
perturbation and announces that he
has just died through the bursting
of a blood vessel!”
Do You Own a Flag?
Every household should own a
flag, just as much as it should have
bed linen. The flag should not only
be owned, but put out on every oc
casion on which there is the least
excuse. Patriotism is inborn, to be
sure, but lots of inborn sentiments
need development and fostering.
Ivore of country is one of the things
that we cannot bring out too early
or have too strongly demonstrated.
ABOUT MR. RAT.
Sagacity, Not Cowardice, That Makes
Him Desert a Sinking Ship.
Do rats desert a sinking ship? Ao
j cording to one of the oldest of ad
ages they do, and the act ha 3 been
commonly accounted to them for
cowardice or gross lack of fidelity.
But Annie Austin Flint in Our Ani
mal Friends after seriously consid
ering the case of M. and Mme.
' llat pro and con concludes that
if, as is probably the fact, they do
leave a sinking vessel, like every
other creature that can get away, it
is sagacity, not cowardice, that
make? them do it.
How very ancient this parlicular
superstition is may be gathered from
the fact that even Cicero in his let
ters to Atticus speaks of the act
contemptuously and that the older
Pliny thought it not beneath his
dignity to notice it, although in boib
cases it is the desertion of condemn
ed structures, meaning buildings on
land, to which the authors refer.
Even among rats the struggle for
exi.-.t m e goes on fiercely. The com
mon brown Norway rat is so cun
ning and co fierce that it actually
exterminates all the allied species
with which it comes in contact anu
has driven out the original house
rafs wherever it has chosen to make
a homo.
The Engli h black rat, “the spe
cial ship rat of the world,” in vis
iting the countries of tho globe near
ly exterminated the indigenous rats,
but it has been itself nearly annihi
lated by a species of tho house rat
type that has arisen in the shane of
the Mas decumanus.
Dan Board and Mark Twain.
When Dun Beard vo about to
begin the illustration of “A Con
neelieut Yankee at King Arthur’s
Court” ho went to Mr. Clemens for
•suggestions.
“Look here, Dan,” said Mr. Clem
ens, “if an editor should come to mo
and ask mo to write him a story and
should then sit down and tell me
bow to write it I’d say, ‘Gnl darn
ycr, go and hire a typewriter 1’ Now,
Dan, it’s your business to illustrate
that book, not mine.” After a few
moments of reflection, however, lie
looked up and said, with an affecta
tion of great, solemnity: “Dan, I
don't like to inflict unnecessary suf
fering on you, but I will venture to
make one suggestion. Please read
the book before you illustrate it.”
Mr. Beard adopted the sugges
tion, with the result that some time
later, in looking over the illustra
tions of his works, Clemens said,
“A great many men can make pic
ture? for my hooks, but Dan Beard’s
the only man who can illustrate my
thoughts.”—Success
His Pun.
“Joseph,” said Mrs. Atkinson se
verely, “once again 1 beg you to try
and break yourself of your truly
awful habit of making puns upon
every possible and impossible occa
sion. Whenever you perpetrate these
atrocities you jar my nerves. You
make my hair stand upon end like
ihe quills upon the fretful porcu
pine. When 1 think over things I
sometimes feel that I would rather
live with a hog than a punster!'’
Atkinson turned with the suave
grin which forebodes evil.
“I sec,” he said. “Then, ray dear,
it’s for pork-you-pine—eh?”
But that time lie had to rush for
sal volatile. —London Answers.
Identified.
“I feel quite lost tonight—forgot
to bring my new glasses. Who is
that, overdressed woman by the pi
ano ?”
“Eh? That’s my wife.”
“Beg pardon. Ar.d who is the
scrawny girl in blue standing by
her r”
“That’s my daughter?”
“By Jove, how stupid! And tell
me, please, who is that gawky look
ing fellow with the big ears who is
standing just opposite to us?”
That’s your own reflection in the
mirror, you idiot!”
Th* Word “Cad.”
When did the word “cad” come to
have its present odious meaning?
In 1837 it was applied to a London
omnibus conductor without the
slightest disrespect. In a IctteT
from Carlyle to Abraham Hayward
in that year occurs this passage:
“When you have time to write an
swer, pray pack up the quarterlies
along with it; send your famulus
into Fleet street, and he will see a
Chelsea omnibus; the cad will bring
it me for sixpence within an hour.*-’
No Sanctity In Garment*.
is no sanctity in garments.
A rose in a man’s hat does not en
large his piety. Grace is not con
veyed by a piece of lawn or chastity
by the wearing of a girdle. A black
gown has neither more sense nor
better manners than a black coat,
nor is a black coat more edifying
than a fustian frock, no more than
a cambric bib is an antidote against
lewdness or an atonement for it/
Independent Whig, 1719.
SCOTCH HOSPITALITY.
How a Country Gentleman Lived In
the Year 1G29.
We have an interesting account of
hospitality in lO.’fi, which gives a
good idea of the manner in which a
i country gentleman of the period
j lived. Dinner and supper were
brought in by the servants with
i their hats on, a custom which is cor
; roborated by Fynes Moryson, who,
1 writing in 1598, says that, being at
a knight’s house who had many
I servants to attend him, they brought
I in the meats with their heads cover
|ed with blue caps. After washing
I their hands in a basin they sai
! down to dinner, and Sir James
! Pringle said grace. The viands seem--
l ed to have been plentiful and excel*
i lent, “big pottage, long kale, bowe,
j or white kale, which is cabbage;
; ‘breoh sopps,’ powdered beef, roa?t
' and boiled mutton, a venison pie in
form of an egg, goose.” Then they
: bad cheese, cut and uncut, and ap
ples. But the close of the feast was
j the most curious thing about it.
The tablecloth was removed, and
! on it were put a “towel ihe whole
breadth of lie table and half the
length of it, a basin and ewer to
wash, then a green carpet laid on,
then one cup of beer set on the ear
pet, then a little long lawn servitor,
plaited over the corner of the table,
and a glas: of hot water set down
also on the table; then be there
three boys to say grace, the first, the
thanksgiving; the second, the pater
noster; the third, a prayer for a
blessing to God’s church. The good
man of the house, his parents, kins
folk, and the whole company they
then do drink hot waters, so at sup
per, then to bed, the collation which
(is) a stoupe of ale.” The whole ac
count, it must be said, is not very
intelligible, and it must have been
a somewhat formidable prelude to
the postprandial toddy. Scottish
Review.
Diamond Coated Boots.
Everybody has remarked that the
matter applied to boots and shoe?—
viz, blacking—is a dull blue black
substance entirely devoid of gloss,
but when Die leather thus coated is
rubbed over with a dry brush the
boot begins to shine like a bright
luminary. What is the cause of this
strange phenomenon is a question
which naturally presents itself to
every well regulated mind. The dia
mond, as everybody knows and as
recent experiments have abundantly
proved, is nothing more or less than
crystallized carbon. The chief cle
ment in blacking is likewise carbon,
in the shape of lampblack. The fric
tion of the dry brush on the leather
produces electricity, which has the
property of crystallizing carbon.
Tho leather, coated with blacking
and brushed, is covered with mil
lions of microscopical diamonds,
which give to the blacking its pe
culiar brilliancy. Accordingly ev
erybody wears diamonds on his
boots.
Go to the Flea, Thou Athlete!
As an illustration of industry the
ant lias, in compliance with the
Scriptural injunction, been held up
ns a shining example to the slug
gard. As a proof of the saying that
practice makes perfect science offers
the flea in evidence. The flea’s gait
is a hop. He never walks or can
ters or runs. As a supreme result
of his long and persistent practice as
a hopper we are told he is now able
to hop 200 times bis own length.
Ye boastful college athletes, to the
woods! If the average broad jump
er among our athletes should achieve
the success of the ordinary flea he
would be able to jump about 1,100
feet, while, as it is, he has never yet,
even with a running start, encom
passed twenty-five feet. “Go to the
ant, thou sluggard!” Go to the flea,
thou athlete!—Four Track News.
Narrowness.
It is strange, very strange, to me
that many men should devote them
selves so exclusively to the study of
their own particular callings. It
seems as if they thought a mind
must grow narrow before it can
come to a focus. We send our young
men abroad to enlarge and modify
their notions, but those who stay at
home shut themselves up with the
primers and catechisms of their pro
fessions until they are stiffened into
machines for specific purposes. The
knowledge of a man who confines
himself to one object bears the same
relation to that of the liberal schol
ar that the red or violet ray of a
prism does to the blended light of a
sunbeam. —0. W. Holmes.
In a Bad Plight.
“Your husband ’ll be all right
now,” said an English doctor to a
woman whose husband was danger
ously ill. “What d’ yer mean ?” de
manded the wife. “You told me he
couldn’t live a fortnight.” “Well,
I’m going to cure him after all,” said
the doctor. “Surely you’re glad.”
The woman wrinkled her brow?.
“Puts me in a bit of an ’ole,” she
said. “I bin and sold all his clothes
to pay for hi* funeral.”
AN HONEST CHINAMAN.
M# Followed Orders to Do as th*
Colored Servant Did.
“Whatever may be said about the
Chinese, one thing in their favor is
: their honesty,” said a man who has
traveled. “I have been told that
| one reason for this is because theft
is a capital offense in China, and
that the average Chinaman is honest
because he has been taught fjoni
Youth up that if he steals he will
lose his head. I don’t know wheth
er this is true or not. However, il
you will talk to people who reside on
the Pacific slope and who are loud
est in their cries in favor of the ex
; elusion of Chinese labor they will
’ tell you that as a class the Chinese
\ are honest. They work for a mere
pittance and can live on almost
nothing, but they are not thieves.
“Some years ago when I was in
California 1 was told a story illustra
tive of Chinese honesty. A citizen
of I .os Angeles had a negro cook in
his family. The negro had given
notice of his intention to give up
hi? place, and a Chinaman had been
employed to succeed him. The lady
of the house instructed the China
man to go to the kitchen and work
with the negro for a couple of days
in order to learn from him the meth
ods followed in cooking in that par
ticular household. ‘Now, John,’
said the lady to the Chinaman, ‘I
want you to do just what the negro
does and thus learn how wo want
our work performed.’
“Accepting this order, the China
man proceeded to his duties. A cou
ple of days later the negro gave up
his place, and the Chinaman was
left alone in the kitchen. The lady
of the house did not go to the kitch
en until three days after the negro
had left. To her surprise she found
on one of the tables a small pile of
flour, a pile of potatoes, a number
of slices of raw ham and in fact
samples of everything in the food
line which had been eaten there for
the past several days. ‘What in the
world does this mean, John?’ she
called out to the Celestial. ‘Wellee,
you tellec mo to do what niggee do.
Every morning niggee pour little
flouv on table, den he pour out little
rice, den he keep out little ham.
Chinee must do what niggee do, you
say.’ Then it dawned upon the lady
that before each meal the negro
cook had reserved a portion of the
uncooked food for himself and had
carried it away —had stolen it. The
Chinaman in literally obeying the
orders given him to do what the ne
gro did had also taken ‘toll,’ but,
unlike the negro, had neglected to
make way with his booty, but left it
on the table and before each metal
had added to the accumulation, thus
proving that while the yellow man
was a good imitator he was a sorry
thief.” —Cincinnati Enquirer.
Uisge, Whisky.
When you ask the peasant boy in
Scotland whom you meet after your
dip in the river what is the name of
the river and what is the Gaelic for
water, the river, he says, is called
the Esk, and the Gaelic for water is
uisge. “Uisge!” you say. “That
sounds very much like whisky.” And
so it is unquestionably, as the
schoolmaster may tell you, uisge
beatha, tlfe full Gaelic for the
strong drink of the mountains, be
ing neither more nor less than a
compound of uisge (water) and bea
tha (life), evidently the Latin vita—
eau de vie, as the French call it.
But what is uisge, which appears
also in the name of more than one
Scottish river? The Esk is simply
uisge, the water, the oldest form of
the Latin aqua. —Blackwood’s Mag
azine.
The Elder’s Taking Way.
Mrs. Ebony Dat’s a perfectly
won’rful revival Eldah Black am
habbin’ at Zion church. I heah he
hab converted youh husban’.
Mrs. Darkk—Dat’s so, Mrs. Eb
ony. My husban’ done got religion ;
turible. I nebber seen such a re
pentant sinnah. Eldah Black do
hab de mos’ takin’ way o’ puttin’
things. He caught my good for ,
nothin’ wufless ole husban’ jes like j
a fish on a hook.
Mrs. Ebony—What did de eldah
say to him ?
Mrs. Darkk—De eldah tole him j
dere was nutlin ter do in hebben but
lay arown’ an’ eat an’ de angels ’ud
furnish de chicken. New York
Weekly.
Earning H.
There was no one at the table
save the landlady and Mr. Skaggs,
and Mr. S. was doing his level best
trying to cut the piece of steak on
his plate.
“Mr. Skaggs,” said the lady firm
ly, “when are you ever going to pay
your board bill ?”
“Ma’am?” responded Mr. Skaggs
in a tone of surprise.
“When are you going to pay your
board bill?”
“T didn’t know I had to,” he said
3* he looked reproachfully at the
steak. “I thought I was working it
out.” And once more he resumed
his labors.
WHERE IS HADES?
Different Idea* as to the Location of th*
Infernal Region*.
The ancient philosophers were of
the opinion that the infernal regions
were located at an equal distance
from all parts of the earth’s surface,
which may bo the foundation for the
modern idea which locates hell at
the center of our planet. This belief
in a centrally located place of tor
ment or utter annihilation appears
to have existed among the Jews at a
lery early date also. According to
tlielr belief, there were three pas
sages leading to it—the
by which route Dathan, Korah aHu
Abiram descended; the sea, because
it is written that Jonah cried to
God out of the belly of hell, and a
third passage, which last was at Je
, rusalem.
This third and last idea of tho
mouth of hell being located in the
capital of Palestine is founded upon
the Biblical passage which says,
“The fire of the Lord is in Zion, and
his furnace is in Jerusalem.” The
Mohammedans, who are noted for
their superstitious regard for tho
number seven, declare that hell is
provided with seven gates, each in
tended for the followers of the dif
ferent religions. The first is for
recreant Mussulmans; the second,
very wide and with shutters always
standing invitingly ajar, is for
Christians only; the third, located
near the second and almost as wide
and roomy, is reserved for Jews;
the fourth gate is the one through
which the spirits of the Sabeans will
enter the land of torment. Like tho
last two, it is wide enough to do a
wholesale business without crowd
ing. The fifth js a small loophole
of a gate intended for the sect of
the Maji, a sect so insignificant that
the Mohammedans’ hell idea appar
ently grudgingly allowed a separata
opening for their spirits when on
the way to eternal punishment. Tho
sixth gate, the only circular opening
in the walls of hell, is the gate by
which the pagans will enter. Why
the pagan gate is believed to be cir
cular I have never seen explained.
The seventh gate in the walls of the
Mohammedan hell is reserved for
the hypocrites of all religions.
Strange to say, it is one of the
smallest of the gates.
Whiston, the English astronomer,
believed hell to bo located on a com
et, and that one moment the damn
ed were suffering in the blistering
rays of the sun and the next in cold
hundreds of degrees below zero.
The Christian idea of hell, old as
it is, give 3 but a very dim outline of
the probable location of the “la!|||
which burneth forever and ever,
also there is a controversy as to
whether it really burns “forever and
ever” or only has effects which are
everlasting in their nature. St.
Louis Republic.
Posting Him.
On one occasion when Rev.
Charles Page Eden was dean of
Oriel college grave complaints
against the college cook were
brought to him by one of the un
dergraduates. The dean sent for
tho offender, recapitulated his sever
al delinquencies and threatened him
with dismissal.
“La, Mr. Eden,” rejoined the
cook in a confidential tone, “it’s no
manner of use attending to what the
young men tell you about my din
ners. Why, you know, Mr. Eden,
they come in just in the same way
to me and complain about your lec
tures !”•—London Mail.
Why H* Changed Faith.
A southerner was telling of an
old colored man in his neighborhood
who first joined the Episcopal
church, then the Methodist and next
the Baptist, where he remained.
Questioned as to the reason for his
church travels he responded:
“Well, suh, hit’s this way: Da
’Piscopals is gemman, suh, but I
couldn’t keep up wid de answerin’
back in dey church. De Methodis’,
dey always holdin’ inquiry mcetin’s,
and I don’t like too much inquirin’
into, but de Baptis’, suh, dey jus’ dip
and are done wid hit.”—New York
Press.
Tennyson's Gruff ness.
There are many stories of Lord
Tennyson’# peculiar gruffness of
manner. On one occasion he was
at a garden party and somebody of
fered him a sandwich. He was la
boriously munching this when the
hostess rushed up to him with anx
ious inquiries about his health and
entertainment. “Thank you, mad
am,” he said. “I am eating a san<L
wich. Are your sandwiches usually
made of old boots?”
An Italian Betrothal.
In Italy a formal betrothal is con
sidered almost as binding and sacred
as marriage itself, and a breach of
promise, especially on the girl’s side,
is regarded with intense indignation.
A girl who breaks her engagement
is called a civetta—an owlet—-pos
sibly because owlets are used in Italy
as decoys for ensnaring other birds.
The epithet sticks to the girl for life
and often proves fatal to her matri
monial chances.