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DOT.
Ono rainy evening, when Miss
Click was practicing her usual
scales upon the piano she was start
led by a loud, quick ring of the
front door bell that irritated her
grcatly, for she disli kod exceeding
Jy to bo interrupted at such a time,
Miss Click was a music-teacher,
without having a musical: nature—,
that is, she taught music without
feeling it, and only practiced be
cause she thought it a duty she
owed to her pupils.
But, then, Miss Click was eight
aud-forty, and had had a hard life
of it; so it was scarcely to be won
dered at that some of her sweet
ness had departed with the past, and
that her many troubles had soured
aud hardened her disposition.
“Who can be, this rainy evening
some beggar, I suppose?”
And finishing up her scale with
an impatient thump Miss Click bur
ted down stairs and opened the
door , , herself, for „ she , did ... not , believe
in keeping servants, and lived all
alone in that small, two-story house,
&he was very much amazed to
eee a little girl standing there,
scarcely higher than tho door-knob,
without any umbrella, and with
only’a dilapidated straw hat over
her wet and tangled hair.
“Bless mo, chiidl Did "you ring
the bell?”
And Miss Click’s shary eyes trav
eled from the bell to tho child, arid
from tbe child to the bell again, in
much astonishment ccMGyUt.
.«n, I
the little gul
“Well. I should think so. And
what do you want?” asked Miss
Ciick, whoso WW wero still ir
ritated.
“1 ., T have , a letter , il r for you to a read, ,
you please, ” answered tho child,
Miss Click, wistfully, and
slipping her baud under hoi- cloak,
“A letter for me? »V by for me?* 5
And she]poked so fierce that it
.
Was enough to frighten anyone, let
alone a poor, drenched, hungry
child.
“I’ve taken it. to all tho ladies in
the row, and they wealth)l read it.
Oh. won’t yon, if you please ma'am’”
And there, was almost a sob in
tbe childish voice.
“Is it a bogging lotto?’” ask
Miss Click, after a pause.
“No, ma'am,” a trifle indignant
iy.
“No? Well, come in, [child. I
dare say it’s c old out there.”
And very abruptly Miss Click
turned herself around, and led the
way to what she called her library,
bidding the little girl to be sure and
latch the door after her.
“And now, child, what’s your
name?” inquiredMiss Click, at once.
“Dot”,
“Dotf Good gracious! Who nam
ed you? But never mind. Where
is the letter?”
Poor little Dot tremblingly
produced it, and walking over to
the light. Miss Click spread out
the wet and smeared sheet, and
managed to decipher that the
writer was “in destitute circum.
thankful stances, and that she would be so
to make a paper lamp
shade, bouse, fitting any lamp ir. the
for only thirtyfivc cents.”
from “Humph!” between came very' scornfully
Miss Click’s com
pressed lips, and Dot’s heart fell so
she was quite unprepared for her
bext remark.
“And when can 1 have the lamp
shade?”
“Oh, any time at all, ma’am,
To-morrow night,” replied Dot.
brightening visibly.
“Oh, I dare say,” said Miss Click.
That was one of her favorite ex
pressions, aDd meant nothing at all
to her, but It sounded to poor Dot
as if Muss Click doubted her word
“OUR AMBITION IS TO MAKE A VER ACIOUS WORK, RELIABLE IN ITS STATEMENTS, CANDID IN ITS CONCLUSIONS, AND JUST IN ITS VIEWS.”
aud made lies stand mono in ii'vo of
that lady than ever.
“Aud what color will it be?”
•‘1’ink,/ suggested Dot, timidly,
“Pink!” and Miss Oiiok locked
quite horrified. 1 ‘Mo, indeed. Brown
or garnet, or even black, but ro
member ch'ld, no pink nor biuo
uor red do you hear?”
Aud she frowned so terribly that
little Dot was nearly frightened out
of her wits and ready to cry.
“There, there.” said Miss Click
in a kinder voice-she did not mean
to be cross, she only did not under
stand children—“never mind, Dot:
you tell can go now, only 1 wanted to
lous von that pink is a very ridicu
color, and tell your mother 1
advise her to change your name or
you will never get along in life.
1 dare say' she won't though.
Good-by, child; dont fall.’’
And as the little figure walked
0 ff j u the rain Miss Click shut the
door and hurried up to her pratic
ing again without further interrup
tion, torgettiug all about poor little
Dot and the lamp shade in less than
a m ;,, u t 0 .
The next evening, at tho same
hour, when the piano was undergo—
]j,g the same monotonous tn at
rnent, there was another pull at the
j 0 or-be!l, and though it. was loud
and quick as before, it failed to irri
tate Miss Click’s nerves as it had
done the evening previous.
Upon opening the door a sorrow
ful sight greeted her eyes. Dot was
sobbing bitterly and-her small frame
quite ^ shook with the excess of her
r ief.
-h. -
- — -
her sobs, Mass Clicx laid her nand
on her shoulder and led her into the
toHin- l'or l'j bo *„,!
m ua she had stopped cryu.j, she
woiud like to near what was tile
cause cl her trouble:
Pooi Dot sobbed on quietly for
awhile, ami then with a grout effort
manayd to inform Miss Click that
her mother was sick and tho shade
only half done.
“Oh, I dare say; and so you have
to collect half the money?”
The voice was not unkind, it was
only her natural way of sponkii'g..
but, of umrso, HttU Dot was not
web enough acquainted villi her to
kiiow lluit.
“I don’t want any money,”
rarkl d so indignantly
ihat the tears were s§on dried.
“Mamma fell down stairs; she was
going out to buy some glue, and she
was dizzy, she said. Oh, ma’am,
she’ll finish your lamp-shade if she
don’t die; but she’s so—so sick.”
And Dot burst into tears again.
There was a long silence. Miss
Click’s heart was touched, probably
the first time for years, and the
quivering little figure before her be
came quite indistinct for a minute or
so.
“What is your name, my—dear?”
She quite hesitated over the last
word, it had been so long since she
had pronounced it.
“Dot.”
“Yes, I know; but your other
name?”
“Temple, if you please,” with a
little catch of her breath.
“What!”
And Miss Click’s voice was so
sharp aud sudden that Dot nearly
jumped out of her chair,
“Dot Temple is my name, Do
you mean that, ma’am?”
But Miss Click did not seem to
hear; she was sitting bolt upright
in hez chair, with her hands ciasped
tightly in her lap, and her sharp
eyes fixed on vacancy.
Evidently the name bad called up
a long-forgotten vision of tho pa*.
Dot was beginning to grow
alarmed, when a voice—quite a new
one, it seemed to her—said, slowly ;
GRAY, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, JANUAUY 26, 1889.
■
“What is your mother’s
dear?”
“Lizzie. Mamma takes in!'sew
mg*”
“And your father?’’
“I. dont remember my father—lie
died so’long ago.’’
“And his name vuis—”
“Mark. Oh, did you* know him,
ma’am? Do you know mamma?”
Dot, eagerly,
But/there“was“no answer,'and m
the dim light Dot saw that Miss
Click’s face was pale' jand’trculbed.
What, con'd it mean—oh, what
could it mean?
BuPDot was too'young tojeason,
aud so she sat strangely silent,
afraid io speak, afraid to move, and
it might" have "been ten minutes
when suddenly Miss I Click arose
and said:
“Remain r here~untilyl*return.”
And then Dot was left alone, anx
ious and wondering,
She soon came baekYvithher’bon
net and shawl on/and taking Dot’s
hand they went “out ’ together, tho
leading tile way to her poor
home. Before a shabby frame house
in a narrow street they stopped.
Dot opened the door andlgsped : up
stairs to the third floor, closely fol
lowed by Miss Click, who wondered
if it was true—it it" possibly, could
he i rue.
Yes'! for she - had caughfa
glimpse of a wide ... face on a pillow, ...
that tU. teen years oiabsence t»tvi not
blotted from her memory.
“•Mamma.” and Dot’s'voice bem
‘•'A*' h,lg
eve f, before Dot <moke and bad re
fy banished mJ, f
0 C1 leg b
■, was cold .. as „„ lor Dot’s T , ,, mother ,,
ice,
*’ u . “ ■ , L , * <jr *
Before they brought her quite to,
Dot had learned that the lady
whom she had been so much
Iraki was her aunt—her mother's
sister—and that because of
that bad* happened in
past they had parted in anger,
never met again until now,
all hard feeling was forgotten
a moment. And then such a j' y
fnl time as there was when Dot’s
was made to understand and
Tm was forgiven, and how Dot
* •■.•cognized I he woman
cold heart was warmed in' a
of penitent tears, as tbe one
had so fngtened hereby her
manner only the evening before.
And then, in the course of a few
, Dot and her mother left their
home and went to live in
Click's comfortable one,
the latter soon grow well and
loved and cared for by her
and helpful little daughter.
And then, too, Dot learned to make
lamp-shades, until the whole
wss full of them—even pink
blue ones—and her new-found
admired them. For was it
through had one of the"e that all
joy been brought about? arid
she po sibly dislike anything
had been the means of making
her life so happy and giving her
such a charming and affectionate
little niece?
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GEORG lA—Jones Courtly.
Hodjldoor W® be sold before the Court
in Clinton during the
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GhSltGl A— Jones t tr,
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B. Ridley, G W Waymml and others
know.#as the W T Chihls place and
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Malone. Written notice served on
W. T Childs tenant in possession.
W. W. BARRON,
Jan 3rd 1889. Sheriff Jones Co.
GEORGIA —Jones Count y.
WILL bo sold before the Court
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y. J 'i'mner. This th. BARRON, day
’ W. W.
Sheriff Jones County'.
EXECUTOR’S SALE.
GEORG IA—j ones Conn ly,
Will bo sold before the Court
House door, in tbe town of Clinton
in said county, on the first Tues
day’ in February next, between following the
legal hours of sale, the
wild lands, belonging to tbe estate
of John B. Walker, ialo of said
county deceased.
Lot No. 363—8th of Ware. Lot
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14th of Decatur, Lot No. 217—27th
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1st of Lee. Lots No’s 260 and
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Lumpkin, Lot No 284—7th 1st of
Fannin, Lot No 340—1st 4th of
Folk, Lot No 148—3rd 2nd of
Cherokee and half interest in Lot
No 285—12th 4th of Walker. Sold by
authority of the last will and testa
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dec’d, for divisions among the heirs,
Terms Cash. Jan. 3rd 188.9.
F. J. WALKER,
.J.U. WALKER.
Executors.
Or dinary’s Office, Jones Co-, G.
Nov. 17 th 1888.
Whereas, Pleasant K. Bird, Exe
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