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It 1* too soon to forgot the ravage* of thie terriblo
di*ear which will no doubt return in a aiot-eiualig
aaut ami virulent form ill the fall month* of 1079.
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Kingston. Ga.. September 15, 1871.
Oksth : For ftixtecu yearn 1 have been a great suf
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have been confined to my room and bed for fifteen
yearn with ncrofulouH ulceration*. The most ap
proved reined lea for such canes had been used, and
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decided benefit. Thus prostrated, distressed, de
sponding, was advised by Dr. Ayer of Floyd county,
Ga., to commence the use of your Compound Ex
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of my profession. More than eight months have
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For the truth of the above statement, I refer to
any gentleman in Bartow County, Ga., and to the
members of the bar of Cherokee Circuit, who art*
acquainted with me. I shall ever remain, with the
deepest gratitude, Your obedient servant,
J. C. BRANSON, Att'y at Law.
A MIRACLE.
West Point, Ga., Sept. 16. 1870.
Gents : My daughter was taken on the 25th day
of June. 1863, with what was sup{>osed to be Acute
Rheumatism, and was treated for the same with no
success. In March, following, pieces of hone la gan
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pear till the bone from the elbow to the shoulder
joint came out. Many pieces of bone came? out of
the right foot and leg. The case was then pronounc
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fined about six years to her bed, and the case con
sidered hopeless, I was induced to try I)r. Pembei
ton s Compound Extract of Stillingia. and was so
well satisfied with its effects that 1 have continued
the use of it until the present.
My daughter was confined to her bed about six
years before she sat up or even turned over without
help. She now sits up all day, and sews most of her
time—has walked across the room. Her general
health is uow good, and I believe she will, as her
limbs gain strentli, walk well. I attribute her re- |
covery. with the blessing of God, to tlie use of vour \
invaluable medicine. W. B. BLANTON.
West Point, Ga., Sept. 16. 1870.
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required. Yours truly,
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mXKCCTOBS' SALK. , . ,
jjj Will lv- so|4 before the courthouse tioor in the
town of Hyljpflß lit Hart county, during the legal
hOiirs of safe, m the first Tuesday in November next,
the following tract of lsnd lying aud being in said
county, it being liie tract of jand whereon Judge
Micajah Carter. (ii,, ’ .teed. lived at the time of bis
death Said land is bounded on the east hv the Ha
vaanal) Blver, on the north by M. Johnson, and ou
the south by lands belonging to Catherine Parka aud
others, and" ou the west by lands belonging to A.
Sanders and others i fluid tract of land contains one
thousand acres, more or less. There is on said tract
of land one hundred aerea of good river bottom land.
Said tract of land has on if good ordinary improve
ments. and is In a high state of cultivation. Tcrfpa
of sale: twenty-five hundred dollars ca*h. the re
mainder on twelve montha' credit with note and se
curity at ten per cent. Interest from date of note.
Anv person that wishea a good home, will do weil to
"o and look at said tract of land for himself. Said
tract of land is sold as the property of Micajah Car
ter deceased, for the purpose of paying the debts of
said estate, aud for distribution anong the hetrs.
Anv person wishing to buy can apply to the Execu
tors of said ostate. as they are empowered by the
will fo sell said laud privately.
' Sept. 16th, 1*79.
“hAelto' !
fo MAKE MONEY
F)fWftntl)i r and fast, agpnta should address
|TOLFT A CO Atlanta.
The Hartwell Sun.
By BENSON & McGILL.
VOL. IV—NO. 6.
AN EPISODE IN A HORSE MARKET.
Hut* n Crowd or Hwrormen Entertained
aud Old Mon Wbo ll*d*Nt( to Moll.
Cincinnati Enquirer.
I A tall, lank old fellow, riding a
wretched horse, stopped in front of the
Fifth street horse market yesterday,
J and asked what the prospects were for
selling a good, quiet, family nag.
** Where’s the nag ?” called out sev
| eral men in the crowd.
“ Right here lie is,” replied the lank
: old man, clasping his long legs affec
tionately around the body of the ani
mal upon which he was seated.
The auctioneers in the six stables
were unable to hold their audiences,
and all hands gathered around the man
and his horse. The rider was evident
ly about 65 years of age, and the horse
about the same. Roth were gray. The
man was toothless and the horse al
most so. Various comments were made
on the “ team,” and the crowd plied the
old man with questions with reference
to the animal, something as follows :
“ Does he remember Gen. Washing
ton ?”
“ Can he walk without crutches ?”
“ Does he carry an ear-trumpet ?”
“Do you have to chew bis food for
him ?” etc.
One man looked into the horse’s
mouth and announced that he was “too
old last spring.”
The lank old farmer appeared to be
much pleased with the attention he was
receiving, and, taking off a battered
plug, bowed bis acknowledgments to
the crowd.
“ Fetch in the winged Pegasus,” ]
yelled the auctioneer, “ and we’ll see
what he’ll bring.”
An avenue was quicklj' made through
the crowd, as many men as could took
hold of the horse’s bridle, one or two
twisted his tail, eight or ten touched
him up with their whips, and thus was
the grand entry made into the stable,
the old man bowing to tlie right and
left, and plugging the sad-eyed animal
in the flanks with his boot heels.
A bid of twenty-five cents was made.
“ Shake up Bucephalus,” said the
auctioneer, “ and let the gentlemen
look at his paces.”
The old man belabored the beast to
the rear end of the stable and return,
while a dozen watches were pulled on
him, and a dispute followed as to
whether the time was 2 :17 or 17 :2.
“ This horse doesn’t usually take the
whole end of the barn to turn in,” ex
plained the auctioneer. “ but he has a
touch of the rheumatism at present.
He’ll be all right in the spring. I atn
bid twenty-five cents. Now tiiat you
have seen him move, does the gentle
man wish to withdraw his bid ?”
The old man said he didn’t like the
auctioneer’s style, and, as he used to
be in the same business himself, he
would, if he wasn’t so tired and thirsty,
get into the box and sell the horse him
self.
ARM WITH HAMMER, BRAND.
At this suggestion, he was dragged
from the saddle, carried to the auction-1
eer’s stand, and that functionary re- j
quested to make room for his uncle.
“ I must have a drink of—water,”
said the lank old party, as he spat a
sixpence and coughed feebly.
“ Water be blowed !” cried one of
the crowd ; “ we'll get you the regular
old juice of the juniperberry that will
make your breath smell like a night
blooming cereus,” and he disappeared
in a saloon adjoining.
The old party said water was plenty
good enough for him, but the other ar
ticle was produced and he drank it.
with a here’s-to-you courtesy to the
crowd.
“ llow much do I hear for this mag
nificent specimen of boss flesh which
we.have before us?” began the old man
with a flourish. “ Examine him close
ly for blood or bone spavin, poll-evil,
quarter crack, splint, heaves, thumps,
mumps, bumps, dumps, and when you
find one I’ll eat it.”
“ Fetch grandfather a cocktail,” said
a voice, and a cocktail was brought and
drained to the dregs, the old man mur
muring softly, “ here’s looking at yon !”
“ Now, gents, be good enough to bid
up lively. My hoss may not be the
perfect quadruped described in the
poem by Byron, Burns and George
Francis Train, but he comes of the
same family, and I have bis pedigree
at home, and it runs back to the time
of Henry V.”
“ Fetch him a sour-mash !”
“ I really ought not to drink any
more, but as jou say, it isn’t often I
come to town, therefore—my regards !”
Oblige me by bidding up sharp.”
'‘Thirty cents!” yelled a voice.
" fhank you. Thirty cents I am
bid. Gentlemen, you needn’t be afraid
of him. This is an animal I can re
commend, He won’t run down at the
heel, cut in the eye, or shrink in the
wash’n. He is gentle as the suckin'
dove, and pulls like a flve-cent cigar.”
“ A gin-sling for the ancient mari
ner !”
“ Gentlemen, your liberality is only
exceeded by your generosity, and if
my old woman knew I was feastin’ and
drinkin’ with the immortal gods she
HARTWELL, GA., WEDNESDAY OCTOBER 8. 1879.
would swoop down upon us like a be
som of destruction in a red petticoat;
but—here’s hopin' we may all live to
sec politics and religion purified and
the red ribbon of temperance encom
pass the round earth from Guadal
quivir to Kansas City—”
“ Fall back for n Tom and Jerry !”
“ Really, gentlemen, I can’t permit
this expense to be all on one side, like
the handle of a coffee-pot, and the mo
ment I sell this horse I’ll reciprocate,
jif I have to walk home, and I live in
the back end of tlie next county ; how
ever—many happy returns !” and the
■ Tom and Jerry disappeared from the
eyes of the men.
I “ Now, gents, what do I hear for
this—?”
“Take this life-everlastin’,” exclaim
ed a Kentuckian, as he passed up a
glass of Robertson County.
The lank old man raised the glass to
a level with his lips, and said:
“ I don’t care, seein’ its you. I will
put myself outside of this elixir, and
then I’ll show you what this hoss can
do under the saddle when he knows
something is expected of him. In the
meantime— here’s my opinion !”
The farmer man was helped to mount
his nag, the crowd fell apart to ailow
the pageant to pass into the street
where it could have elbow room, and
ns it ambled along the old man was
heard to observe :
“A whisky straight, a cocktail, a
gin sling, a sour mash, a Thomas and
Jeremiah, life everlastin’ from Robert
son County—and the King of the Can
nibal Islands himself couldn’t tell what
else—ain’t so bad, by jingo!” and the
gray-haired old sinner turned half
around in the saddle, kissed his hand
to the crowd, and shouted :
“ I’ll call around again about half
past 2 o’clock next spring, and while
you’re waitin’, yon might lay in anew
stock of gin slings and cocktails, for
them’s the things that strikes your
grandfather right where he lives !”
Justice to Farmers.
There are very few farmers who will
not appreciate the following tribute to
their profession, delivered by Judge Far
fP r, tL A IVtlar •i’ jLttiwllw va*|r j
ginia: “The term ‘clodhopper” will
soon cease to be a word of reproach.
Why should not the farmer be first and
foremost—the peer of the highest? His
manner of life makes him independent,
tolerant and happy. Above the smiles
and frowns of the fickle public, his em
pire is his home, liis dominion liis smil
ing fields, with no inspiration for duplic
ity, no temptation for intrigue and chi
canery. Free from the bickerings of
fashionable society, none of the jealous
ies of professional life molest the even
tenor of his way. What arc the honors
of the world to him? When the toils
of the day are over, he finds his sweet
est pleasure in the sweet rest of home.
Why should he not be the truest of pa
triots? Will be not strike for the borne
he has earned by his honest toil? The
homeless, shiftless adventurer can never
feel such a devotion for a country as
the one who has a home to love and a
hearthstone to defend. Magnify as you
please the laws and the constitution, it
is the strong home feeling that gives the
potent influence. The man who has a
spot on earth, where he has planted a i
tree or his wife nursed a flower, iu the
hour of trial will evince a devotion and
heroism that put to shame all the hol
low pretensions of all the blatant politi
cians and demagogues in the land. And,
above all, a farmer should be the best of
Christians. His life is farther removed
from temptations and worldly influences;
his mode of life should fill his mind with
grand and holy conceptions of his God,
and his dependence on the benefactions
of a kindly Providence.”
The Women of Egypt.
They are not allowed to go out of
doors as we are, and many of them nev
er get beyond the walls of their houses.
The cows sleep in the same huts with the
people. These huts are made of mud
without windows and the doors so small
that the wonder is how the people get in.
They do not wash their babies until they
are a year old, because it is considered
unlucky to do so. They rarely comb
their hair from month to month. Their
chief meal is at sunset; the rest of the
time they eat a piece of bread when they
are hungry. They never use plates or
knives or forks. All sit around the
table on the floor. Bread is their daily
food, and each family makes it for it
self, as it is a kind of disgrace to buy
“street bread.” The women clean the
corn and carry it on their heads to the
mill. It is made into thin, small cakes,
stuck against the side of an oven, and
baked in less than a minute. An hun
dred loaves are not too many for a fam
ily of four in a week. Travelers are
usually expected to eat three loaves
apiece. They make butter in a strange
way. A goat-skin half filled with milk
is hung on a peg, and then a woman,
taking hold of a long string tied to it,
jerks it to aud fro till the butter comes.
Then she drains it, but never washes or
salts it. Their favorite disMih rice cook
ed with this butter.
Devoted to Hart County.
The Min Who Saw the President About
A School-House.
Detrnt I'rte I'rettt.
Thursday afternoon there was one
man in the crowd around the City Hall
who said lie must have a personal inter
view with the President if it broke his
suspenders. He had come twenty-eight
miles in a lumber-wagon on purpose to
see the “old man” and have him settle
a neighborhood dispute regarding the lo
cation of a school-house.
“ You see," he explained to nil inter
esting knot of listeners, “ the Thomas
crowd are bound and determined to lo
cate the school-house down thereby the
VVidder Hull’s, which is the worst place
ou the hull road, while tlie rest of us
want it up ou the Jackson Hill, which
is airy ami salubrious and handy to two
creeks and a mill pond. The Thomas
crowd are cracking their heels just now,
and they think they’ve got the bulge on
us, but I rather think if the President
of tlie great United States decides in fa
vor of the hill the school-house will be
planted there. It’s a little dodge of
mine to see him. The Thomas crowd
don’t even suspect what I’m up to, and
when I reach home to-night they’ll be a
wailing and gnashing of teeth, and don’t
you recollect it!”
There were men iu the crowd who
sympathized with him and were willing
to aid in scouring an interview. It took
only about ten minutes to so arrange
matters that tlie school-house man was
walked around to the southern entrance
of the Hall and introduced to ex-Coro
ner Cahill, who looks ns near like Haves
as one pea resembles another. The
“President” bowed, shook hands, and
with a kindly smile inquired :
“Well, Mr. Slammer, what can I do
for you? Don’t be afraid to speak right
out. I used to wear old clothes and
carry a red noso myself, and I am ready
to sympathize with you.”
Mr. Slammer winced a little at this
personal allusion, which was responded
to by a horse-laugh from the little crowd,
but he soon got his breatli and began :
“ Well, you perhaps don’t know the
Thomas crowd?”
“Yes I do—you bet I do !” responded
the “ President,” and they are a mighty
good crowd nf hn-. * " .
"They—are—eh? slowly inquired
Mr. Slammer. “ Why I don’t think so.”
“ I can’t help w hat you think,” blunt
ly replied the President as he cocked
his hat on his ear. “I tell you the boys
are all right, and I’ll bet on ’em every
time. You can’t give me no wind on
that crowd—no, sir!”
“Then—then you've heard about
that school-house trouble, eh?” gasped
Mr. Slammer.
“ Yes, I have, and you’ve got to come
right down off the roost! That school
house is going to he built down by the
Widow Hull’s,and don’t you forget it.”
“What! down thar’ in the holler!”
“Yes, sir—that’s the place for it;
can’t get me to favor putting any school
house on your infernal old hill?”
“ Waal, Mr. President, I'm sorry that
11
“Sorry be hanged!” interrupted the
“Chief Magistrate” in a gruff’ voice.
“ What do l care how sorry you are!”
“Why—why !”
“ Don’t you why at me, sir—don’t you
doit! Although I’m the President of
the United States, I’ll allow no man to
why at me!”
“Why !”
“You villain!” roared the Executive
as he made a grab at Mr. Slammer’s col
: lar, but Mr. Slammer stepped back
about ten feet at that moment aud was
hustled around the corner.
“ Well!” inquired one of the party as
j they came to a halt.
“Waal, I’ll be domed!” hoarsely
whispered Mr. Slammer. “ Why, hang
it, I not only got bilked on the school
house business, but come mighty near
getting the blazes knocked out of me !”
“Something wrong somewhere,” sigh-
I ed one of the jokers.
“I’ll tell you what it is,” replied Mr.
I Slammer, striking his finger down at ev-
I cry word—“ he’s been sawn ! Some o’
| that Thomas crowd has got in ahead of
me and eut all the wheat!”
Bit the Bear’s Sose Off.
The Raleigh (N. C.) Observer tells
this queer story : In the early part of
this century the western portions of
North Carolina were infested by wild
game, among which was the elk, now
entirely extinct in the South. The last
elk was killed in Mitchell county, it is
said, about 1824. Some time about
1815 a party of veteran and daring
hunters were in the mountains of Bun
combe countv, engaged in a hunt for
these animals. They spent several
weeks usually in such expeditions, sleep
ing in the forests, always in danger from
wild beasts. One evening, just before
nightfall, the party returned, one by
one, to the rendezvous ; all save one old
man, a most enthusiastic and tireless
sportsman. Knowing his habits, the ab
sence caused little remark, but as time
slipped on and he came not, it was de
termined to make a search for him.
While preparing to do this the well
known report of bis rifle rang out ou
the air and then all was still. The noise
$1.50 Per Annum.
WHOLE NO. MW.
of the report seemed to conic from a
cane brake n quarter of a mile away,
faking lights, two of the hunters made
their way thither and found their com
rade but a few rods from the brake, ly
on the ground, so badly wounded as to
be helpless and well nigh exhausted. In
reply to inquiries lie said lie had traced
a bear and fired at him, wounding the
ferocious beast, he thought, fatally. On
going up to his prize the hear arose and
seized him. A terrific struggle ensued
between the two. Losing his knife in
this contest the hardy huntersaid he had
no other means of self-defense than to
seize bruin’s nose in his teeth, lie de
clared that he had done this, and with
such effect as to bite oil the entire end
of the nose. Tlie earth near by was
bloody and trampled, but bis comrades
ridiculed the idea of his having actually
bitten off’ the bear’s uose. He continued
to assert it and said that the boar, dis
comfited, fled and took refuge in thecaue
brake, where be would wager lie then
lav dead.
The wounded mnn was taken into
camp and bis injuries attended to. At
daylight next morning several of the
hunters went into the brake, and there
found the bear shot through the body
and with the tip of his nose bitten off.
The old limiter lived many years, hut
always spoke with peculiar pride of his
having thus overcome tlie bear, and ex
hibited a score of wounds made by the
animal’s claws, as proof of the story.
A Sad Story.
A jolly medical student in Berlin,
who had finished his studies aud was
about to begin practice, invited bis
friends to a banquet, and got very drunk
with them. After the carousal lie stum
bled home in uproarious excitement, and
when lie got to bis lodging he threw up
the window and leaned out, in order to |
breathe the cold air. After a short time ;
he was struck with a violent pricking
and smarting in the eyes. lie closed
the window and went to bed. When he
awoke the next morning lie found tlie
room in darkness und concluded that it
must still be night. lie tried in vain to
fall to sleep again.
After u while his landlady knocked
t.U I - * ■ * *• MO ** u*.
he was lying late in bed.
“ What do you mean?” asked he ; “ I
shall get up as soon as it is light.”
“ Sir,” exclaimed tlie woman, “ it lias
beeu clear daylight these two hours.”
“Oh!” cried lie, with a mighty oath,
“ is it possible that I became blind last
night?”
His surmise vtas true. He had lost
the power of vision while trying to chill
himself into soberness ut the open win
dow. This frightful discovery so
wrought upon the young doctor that lie
fell into a violent fever which carried
him off the following week.
“ Esq.”
Detroit Free Freni.
A young man whose money didn’t
hold out as long as the State Fair, drop
ped into the telegraph office yesterday
and sent a dispatch to his father in an
interior town to forward him cash to re
turn home with. When the receiving
clerk saw that the dispatch read, “To
John Blank, Esq.,” he suggested that a
saving could bo made by erasing the
“ Esa.”
“ Well, mebbe j’ou think so, hut I
don’t,” replied the sender. ‘‘When I
ain home 1 can call him ‘dad’ all day
long, but when it comes down to black
and white you’ve got to ‘ Esquire’ him
right up to the nines, or walk home by
the dirt road. Don’t you dare leave
that off—not with the roads as muddy
as they are now.”
In about an hour the following an
swer was received:
“ To .
John Blank, Esq., forwards you 810,
and j’ou can have more if you want it.
John Blank, Esq.”
“Didn’t I tell ye,” chuckled the
young man as he read it. “ Dad’s com
mon enough when we’re all home and
rushed to get fall wheat in, but the min
ute his hack gets rested and a stranger
comes along he weighs more to the tori
than any “ Esq.” on legs. I tell ye,
ye don’t know a man till ye’ve hoed corn
with him !”
The Old Adam Strong.
‘‘See!” said a reverend gentleman.
“ here is an illustration. At one time I
should have sworn awfully at this fly —
but, look now.” Raising his hand, he
said, gently, “ Go away, fly, go away.”
Rut the fly only tickled his nose the
more The reverend gentleman, raising
his hand with some vehemence, made a
grab at the offender, and, being success
ful, opener] it to throw the insect from
him, when, in extreme disgust, he ex
claimed : “ Why, d—n it, it’s a wasp?”
A Texas boy was bitten by a rattle
snake and was in a critical condition.
A physician injected three drops of
carbolic acid under the skin with a hy
podermic syringe, and gave instant re
lief.
Astronomers tell us that three eom
' cts arc now in sight.
a thuill/W race.
Ills Mlaliiltc of n Nlnti.m Agent Whirl*
Irapt-rilled Many l.tve*.
Cmnrmart Time*.
“ Did you read that railroad item in
the Times, of Monday, headed ‘My
Murder’?*" naked a railroad man in a
circle last flight.
“ You mean a clipping describing
how a supposed runaway locomotive
was wrecked by a station agent under
orders of the company’s officers, and it
was subsequently discovered tllht a
madman was on the locomotive and
the cause of the runaway losing his
life at the fiiWe’?” inquired another
person.
Yes, tlie same,” was the rejoinder.
“ I have heard tlmt story before,”
remarked a third party, between sun
dry puffs of cigar smoke.
“ It was quite exciting,” said anoth
er railroad man. f ‘ I know of an inci
dent that was far more exciting, how
ever. and it happened on the Marietta
and Cincinnati Railroad not man}’
years ago. It came near costing a
number of lives.”
“ What was that ?” was the general
inquiry ; and then with one accord the
circle closed up about the man who ap
parently had a “yarn to spin.”
“It happened east, of Chillicothe.
You all know Rill Gallagher, messen
ger conductor of the M. and C ? Y’es.
Well, that fellow has been in more ac
cidents and shows fewer scratches than
any man I ever saw. At the time I
speak of lie was conductor of a freight
train on tlie M. and (’. lie had a live
ly train one night, and the operator had
orders to instruct Gallagher to side
track it at tlie next station oast of
Chillicothe. The operator made a mis
take, however, and the order Rill re
ceived sent him on a station further.
The operator soon found out that he
made a grave I hinder, and one which
might cost many lives. Upon making
the discovery lie became almost insane
i from fright, and by liis remarkable ac
tions and incoherent expressions, at
tracted the attention of every person
near, among others, Charlie Howard,
the train dispatcher. He raved like a
i crazy man and no one could get any
j thing out of him except that lie was
I the cause of some terrible calainity
abont to happen on tlie road.
“Charlie Howard watched and listen -
ed to the man attentively for some
minutes, and from liis knowledge of
the trains and running time, lie guess
ed at the true state of affairs. The
next station was called and the start
ling information learned tlmi the freight
train had passed there. The west,
hound passenger train was also found
to lie on time and a terrible collision on
“ Charlie Howard proved the right
man in the. right place that time. An
engine was hastily brought out and
pressed into use. A red-hot fire was
soon causing steam to angrily hiss from
the valves. The throttle was pulled
open and the engine sped away like a
frightened race-horse.
“ Never was such time made on the
rail before. The engine was urged on
at a frightful rate of speed in the seem
ingly vain hope of overhauling Bill
Gallagher's freight train. At last tlie
object being chased could be Been a
long ways abend, and tlie steam whis
tle was called into use. Gallagher saw
the engine bearing down upon him and
heard the whistling, which lie failed to
understand. In some way be became
impressed with (lie idea that another
freight train was behind and rapidly
approaching him. Relying on the tel
egraphic orders lie had received, and,
desiring to keep away from tlie sup
posed train behind him, lie hurried his
own train ahead. Thus it happened
that a very ill-matched race commenced,
and promised to frustrate tlie plans of
(.'harlie Howard.
“ Gallagher's train was being push
ed to its utmost speed, and the time
consumed in shortening the distance
between it and Howard’s engine seem
ed painfully long to the pursuing par
ties. Steadily, but surely, however,
Gallagher was overhauled, but it was
i o until the singlo engine touched the
rear end of the freight train that the
signal ‘down brakes’ was understood.
The train soon came to a stop, the sit
uation was hurriedly explained, a signal
was thrown out, and in a few moments
Mill Gallagher's freight was backing up
with all the power that two engines
could supply. Scarcely had the train
commenced to back when the shrill
whistle of the passenger train coining
West was heard, and in a few seconds
the cars could be seen sweeping around
the curve beyond at a speed of twenty
five miles un hour. The signal thrown
ont stopped the train, and thus a terri
ble disaster was prevented.
Charlie Howard got the freight train
back to the side track, and the passen
ger train passed on with its human
freight, all unconscious of the great
danger a cool head and prompt action
had averted. 1 have no doubt many
men on the road are familiar with the
story.”
“ Probably some of the officers never
heard it, though,” said a cynical-looking
person who looked like a commercial
traveler. “ Similar events happen
every day, and the heroes are unknown
even to their employers."
An old citizen in a country village
being asked for a subscription toward
repairing the fence of the gravej’aro
declined saving, “ I subscribed towards
improving that burying ground nigh
nnt,r> forty years ago, and my family
| bain't had no benetit from it yet.
Don't forget the poor printer.