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—eWfilpni for ttc friendship (X. Y.) KEOisna.]
Hs mmmam h Wilder I s
Cm fii t rill. Tsmm sass e
By _ " M-L-LTA _ E. kfii BEESOlE ~ " !
Author of “Barbara Dare,” “Her True
Friend.’’ “ Dr. Vetnor’s Love Af¬
fairs,” “The Missing Ring,”
“Love’s Sacrifice,” etc.
CHAPTER I.
Jri.Y 12, 18—
I, Edith AViider, am to keep a journal.
I wonder what would Mrs. rhilsom say,
if she knew : Nearly every night Mrs.
Jordan wrote something in a green cover¬
ed book which .she kept in the top
about drawer of her bureau. I questioned her
it one time, and I think she must
have divined by my eyes that I thought
it a wonderful tiling to do, for to-night,
when she kissed; me at the door of my
room, she slipped into my hand this
beautiful brown book, with its white,
meaningless leaves waiting i’or
my eager soul to reach out and
imprint them, I am writing
upon its first page now—what
—what shall I write upon its last one l
Ah, who can tell, since “We please our
fancy with ideal webs of innovation, but
our life meanwhile is in the loom, where
busy passion plies the shuttle to uud no,
and gives our deeds the accustomed pat¬
tern.”
However, 1 shall seek to make this
printed journal as nearly as possibly like a real
story. And yet, when the record
is all written, even to the last page, it
will doubtless app-. ar to another who
tnay chance to read a very prosy story,
since it will be made up of the fragment¬
ary happenings of a girl's will life. without But, to
my heart find mo, it not be
import, for it will contain the significa¬
tion of our hope, joy, and love; our
struggle', despair. disappointment, sadness, and
.Now the story of Joyce's life would he
quite a different affair. That would vend
like, a poem, a glowing, passionate East
era so tig, which would needs be written
upon rose-hued paper, bound in blue and
gold. died,
Seven years ago, when mamma
Mrs. Volney took Joyce into her mag
.. -niticent home, des’ring to rear her as her
own daughter. Mrs. Volney city, lived in the
southern part of the where there
was a li.;i:o of artistic beatify, a newness
and'a freshness pervading all things, I
was glad Joyce had foun l such a lovely
home and such a grand lady as Mrs. Yob
ney to care for her; but 1 also had, which
self-commiseration was quite as natural, a deep less throb ot
fate. for my own happy
Mrs. Cljjlsorn lived iu the older part
of the city where its growth began in a
huddle of low houses. In one of these
she dwelt. Along, low, rambling hou-e,
with heavy brown gables and great, over
'
hanging’Trees! .C-brisom
Mrs. kept boarders, and it
folio w ed therefore that. slm-m .jJ - J a gir l’
to Tie p about tho kitchen and run oi
errands, and so— I hu i a place.
tions This contrast in our new social after posi- all.
was not so marked very strange than distinc
•It was no more the
tive ivpe of lace and nature we eacJi
".possessed! such lovely child—hair
like Joyce was gold, a far
spun falling in wide wavy masses
below her waist; eyes, open and
violet blue; complexion, all snow and
roses, and with such a warm breezy way
as drew.everyone’s attention to herself.
People were always giving her bright,
pretty tilings; no one ever child. thought of
me; 1 was such a sliy, plain
From our mother Joyce inherited her
rare beauty and attractiveness, while I
was bom with the birthmark of my
father's nature upon me—a nature silent,
intense, visionary, and with deep under¬
tones of sorrow.
Well, the dreaded days at Airs. Chil¬
som’s began, days that grew speedily
into years. For a growing grl I was over
worked, and; as a result, was often d-•
pressed, discouraged and morbidly sen
sitive I was not wholly unhappy,
however; it takes so little to make hap
piness There for a child. brief and far-between visits
were
from .Joyce; and there were rare and
radiant afternoons when, by ail extra
amount of work before and after, I was
allowed a few hours at Mrs. Volney’s.
I shall never forget my first visit to
Joyce after we were once permanently
settled in our new homes.
I went by special invitation from Mrs,
Volney, licr-elf; and I think Mrs.
som _____consented to my going, not from any
desire to please the poor little homesick
girl, whom fate had p aced in her care:
but rather because she was proud of even
this vague social relation between a mem
ber of her household and the elegant
Mrs. A'olnev.
Among the fountains and flowers of
the wide, well-kept lawn surrounding
the A’olucy mansion, Joyce waited for
my coming that mid-summer afternoon,
and came fluttering across the
turf to meet me, a j.re-ty perfumed piet
me all in hi e and white. How dull I
looked beside her, in my are -3 of brown
lawn, with no bit of bright ribbon to re
lieve its plainness. I thought they even seemed of
my shoes: how very coarse
compared with her dainty k!d slippers,
Sil v things to trouble about, Mrs.
Chilsom w , lid have s-iiJ. No doubt
they were but there had been born with
me a rare consciousness of beauty I
cannot remember a tim - when I did not
love sweet -oands, rejoice in rich colors
and feel a strange pleasure in harmonious
forms. It was therefore, a real sou cc
of dis-oiiifo. t to me th it i wa
to we ir itr h coarse and unbe tming ap
Iaiel, a u the thought of it 1 r* it into this
hour of y with a shar i thrift of pain.
Ail the poetry of life—the ro*e> a; oh
g adm fell to .'oyce*
No, 11 t quit. uli. f ir growing lose to
the one window of my snvtil. ! v room,
was a ; r u:d old nia le. >o n; ar it grew
that 1 could step cut through the open
window up on one of its st mt limbs and
thus reach the G dy of the tree, where
another ,1 mb had been gro -ving and
crooking itself for years into a very com¬
THE DEMOCRAT, CRAWFORDVTLLE,
modious an.I comfortable seat. I fancied
there—I half believe now with a far
deeper sense of the reality of things—
that that gnarled limb was grown on
purpose for me; for without that one
little nook hid over royal which beauty and
dreams sway, how could I
have C.idu’.ed those yc-a.s at Mrs. C'hil
som's! Here 1 sat, when earth and sky
were full of the silver rad’anee of moon
light, or pen*ive with the faint shining
of the far-oil stars, or when the wind crept
around the corner of the old house
with a low lame and uing dreamed that foretold the
coming storm, the house
away; dreamed and questioned as no
child ever wili, save one whose heart is
starve 1 for human love. I had no pro¬
tecting parent arms to rest in, and so 1
drew close to the great heart of nature,
and, clinging there, learned to see visions
in the sky: to hear voices among the
leaves, and to read a poem in the simplest
flower. Reside. Mrs t hi Isom was a
strict church attendant, and this brought
to me anotln r source of joy. the Sabbath
school. its Doors were so much to me
—chatty stories, biographies, works of
travel, histories—and during the week
each one became a friend that I bade
farewell with a genuine throb of regret.
Therefore, the poetry was not all for
Joyce, for now and then a rhythmic verse
flashed into the dull prose of my ordi¬
nary life.
But about that visit to Joyce.
“O, Dithy!” she exclaimed as she
caught my outstretched hands thought and pressed
her sweet lips to mine. “ 1 you
were never to come. It seems like an
age that I’ve been waiting, and we are to
have such a jolly time, too. Mamma
Voluey says we are to have our supper in
the Rose arbor all by ourselves, and that
Martha shall wait upon us like we were
big people, you know.”
O, .Joyce,” said I, half dismayed, as
we entered the magnificent great hall and 1 opening caught
sight of the hand. rooms
upon either
‘‘I had no idea that it would be so
verj 7 beautiful. It muni be, it is like
heaven.” She laughed, alow, sweet rip
pie down in her white throat.
“ You’ll got accustomed to it after a
little, Dith. It most took my breath
away after the dingy rooms upon Trail
street, but I don’t mind it in the least
now. One can get used to most any¬
thing, While I guess.” talked .she -moved hat
she r my
(one cf .Mrs. Chilsom’s,done over,and my
especial abhorrence),and taking my hand
conducted me to a cool, shadowy room
opening from the conservatory, where
Airs. Volney sat reading, bho received
me graciously enough, and ye: there was
an indefinable something about her pale,
proud lace, even with the smile of wel
come ii))on it, which repelled me, and 1
was glad when at last we were alone in
Joyce’s room to mine this blue
What a contrast wn=
and drab room, with its gilt-mounted
bed-room suit, its snow-white toilet ap
purteuaiic.es and till its dainty appoint
ments. Through the open window came
the sweet breath of the summer wine
gently swaying the foamy lace curtains
There were pretty, costly trifie* scattered
about the room: there flowers were pictures, the and
books, and fresh cut. in vases.
“You must be very happy, Joyce, in
such a lovely room that isallyour own,”
i said.
“Yes,” lingering over the word, •i
suppose I am, only at first the nights
t(JPi‘ltn~ 1 liad never:s 1 e p t away
from you, Dithy, you know, in my whole
life, and I did miss you so. -md ii-'ed t<
cry ior you every night. So Mamma
A olney had Martha t ome and lie on the
couch there, and she would tell all s ,rt.s
of queer stories until I lull asleep, And
beside,I used to think about mamma and
how dreadful still and dead she looked
when the folks came and put lit r in that
horrid old tight box, and shut up her
beautiful eyes so she c mkln’t see us any
more and know how hard we were cry¬
ing.” nestled close in
She up my arms, as
she had always done -so close that her
golden curls fell over my brown lawn.
“Can it be possible. much.'” Joyte, that you
have missed me so
“Indeed I have; and t fretted about it
till Mamma Volney seat James to that
dreadful old Mrs. Chilsom’s with a note
asking you to come, and sue h is prom¬
ised that I shall see you ever so often
after this, ii I won t, cry any more.
Very soon, with the elasticity of child
hood, we forgot the sorrows ol the past
in the joy of the present. 1 nere ua- so
much to be seen—so many things to be
talked of—so many fairy-like nooks to
be explored—that the hours of that
never-to-be-forgotten aitenioon went by
unnoticed. At live o’clock we ha I sup
per in the Rose arbor and sm-'o a supper!
Even .Mrs. Volney herself earne out to
superintend it-, arrangement. But it
ended all too soon, and .Joyce aceompa
nied me as iar as Blackstone street, and
there, with her warm kisses lingering turned
like Iragrance upon my hastened lips, I
away to hide my tears and back
to the old wearying life again.
How humble, how destitute of all
beauty, my little room up under the
caves seemed after Joyce s. I was never
so rebellious in my Hie. I could not even
kneel to repeat the simgin prayer iny
beautiful, deal mother had taught me.
but crept into bed and sobbed iiiy.se.f
into an uneasy slumber,
While I live there will hang upon the
wall of my memory a picture vvhi lithe
brush of an artist could never have pro
duccd. it is t e picture of a small, low
room, its bate, smoke-soiled wahs
adorned by b is of drawing, flowers,
human head-, landscape—the crude
work of an untaught child, yet showing
in the boldness of design the fervor of
an inherent gift. I
Fainting h id been the one pa« an of i
my father’s sou from boyhood. and He w s
born into a home of poverty, af’er
years of trouble wa, ust gaining for j
himself a pla^e in the realm of art when
mamma, a pitted chill of < db and m
ill her sweet, starry giri -mess,
'«*■> studio one * ud
“Once cat a s rent of musk into a drawer
An i it cl,ngs bold hk, pr* stents m !.«w ”
Not a prou l Either could displace the
affection which took in taut rom in
IShh^yip^iml S n v:
and her beau
'
an j her lo in t -he brought a fath r •
7 ... , r . ,he hi-- a - 1
helpless waf,. ad if. upoa the great
Wa *' "
< » * *
Things . .... that of rf themselves ,v. rnltr .| v „- are .. the t v
merest trlilcs. in their donsequem.es
sum-times infl lence the whole
course of one's life. Mrs. t'hilsoin w„,
hnvin.tr a dre.-s made in a shop up.^,
"Washington street. Saturday yack night <1(
found her headache. prostrated l’he by dress an a IV
nervous must
iiad, and I was commissioned to am fof
it in lu-r pi a c, and with many an inf
junction “to remained fetch all and the pieces, bu; the.; j
thread that the extra
tons, if any such the e citanced to he. 7
It was a pleasant half hour’s walk tej
thirty AYa-hington years answered street. A the woman door-call. of porlm|«| S!,f
wore a wed fitting dress of some -oft gray
material,adorned by a pretty white apron'| her*
and a knot of bright ribbon at
throat.
Her face, though not in any mannei
beautiful, was pleasing in expression.!
snd die bore about her the indefinable
air of a gentle-woman. Surrounded by
the advantages of wealth and high social
standing, she would have been a lady.
Having been forced by circumstances
into this menial position, she was a lad v
still.
This much I noted almost have instantly,
even before I said: ‘‘1 come fox
Airs. Chilsom’s dress.”
“ Ah, \es, bin you will have to waits
little: it is not entirely finished, 1 ani
very much hurried in these days.”
She smiled as she spoke and placed fi
chair f i mor near an open window.
It was n home-like phi e. A hand¬
some carpet covered the floor; there)
were well selected picture* upon tli^
wai!>, betokened and the whole furnishing and of the Ai
room cheer comfort.
sudden impulse was born within me and I
said, without time for thinking: ‘‘You coma!
say you are hurried, 1 wish [ might
and work with you.” '
'■There i a tide in the affairs of men,
which, taken at the flood, leads on to
fortune;” and that half hour in which I
wailed for Mrs. (’hiIsom’s dress, provetj
to bo the turning- tide of my destiny.
Sitting beside this woman who, I fed',
had known sorrow, I was emboldened to
tell her in part the story of iny life. In
return she told me this much of her own
life: Herself and mother, bolh widows,
lived alone, dependent upon their labor
for support About working for h r
she would talk the matter over with her
mother, and 1 was to call for their do
ei-i on sometime during the following
week.
had This was the first and real “ waiting afraid tiipe” did
I ever known, 1 am 1
not bear it very heroically. I tried to
recall stories 1 had read of martyrs \Vho
had quietly folded their arms and smiled
while the flames, devoured them: tried to
remember some of the wonderful things
men had planned and words they had
uritten while lingering out a living
death incarcerated in noisome old could prison
cells it wa- all in vain. I liot
look ba kward. All the young activity
within m<- riidied forward in a warm
current of desire toward a possible event,
Every waking hour was fully occupied
with alternating images for and against
the probability of my becoming an in
mate of Mrs. Jordan's household. EVery
one comes to just such places now ami
then ill the course of his lifetime, I sup
pose. Places where “Desire oireun“«W .ha j
trimmed the sails and
brings Whoever but the breo/e to-till them.” ' ,
has thug waited in uncertain
tv for the lajtme or .fmf-wtt-of -r-me
;■ hoped . for god, understand , . , r n Ow ner- , ,
ran
pet.,ally changing moods by which
was controlled do ring the hoars h
intervene! « wu.n - ni 1.1 “ay go
and the Wednesday fcfllowtng. l.
.Mrs. Inborn scolded ami threat-.,c
LT "Z: "drels'l hut
while, with all possible serenity, I jief
formed my daily ta Us. Dreams ol
freedom: of a fu tire apart from Mrs.
Chilsom: of a release from the disagree
drudgery «>f ;t boarding house;
adequate compensation added fir labor of self- p-r
for,, ...1, and the sense
reipeet that would naturally come with
the independence of carrying one's own
purse, le and being extravagant desire or econo,,,
d according ” o to one’s ovvn or ue
-I’M, when the prepara
ions lor ,ne early i hursday morn slipped ,.g
breakfast were ad completed, I
out unob-erved. ami bony h-.v along t ie
g:^-lighted streets until 1 rea.-hed the
liom»; ol . ir*. • <)!d.in.
My answer wa, all I hid hoped for.
I was to remain wit.i tiumi six inoiiths,
afier that the magic door of the wide,
W .le world would be 0|>cn before me.
W'hat wonderful possibilities it earn
tail led! what avenues ol joy. wlial
palaces of hope!
I waited until morning to tell Mrs
Chilsom of the proposed change, and I
shall never forget the storm which tin
disclosure evoked. She paused in the
midst of her p e making, h r face grow
ing fairly purple will, rage.
“Edith Wilder,” She cried, “you arc
the la/.iest and mo-t ungrateful little
hussy- on the face of the earth. Hain’t
you alb,s had enough to eat and a plenty j
ol comfor:’l,:e.i, hin', and h ,.,,’t lal- I
Ins bet. - ri v in’ to make a good < hr.stian
girl of you l I wood r my soul ain't
eomple ely emptied of al! the gwe of
o
htst"°Ail , fo'Ewaz
i,i i. evo you’ve y - ever cared" to
set around an-1 make p„ lures and real
boo :s. and me a , ivin - i_> > u •
to take care of you. Vt - b, you . an go,
but y.u needn t think 1 ft-" ^ ou ;
in agio it yon st ir.-e in the - re.-U \
! nmoved by her i.iving *•' " 'I 11 ": I
ly about the work of tli: day, till ng in
the odd momen'8 with prepir.it ons foe
deiiartnr I could e en s.n ie at her
wor Is, for I knew that Mr Chi'-e.i s
tongue had 1 -st its veno ne I power.
It was M y-time Ik n 1 came here:
was .July no-v, and I think I word ruth
d e tiian go b t "k to Mrs. f Jiiisoai’s al
this touch of real home life. We are a
y ^ f ini •• Mrs '.r i't'i ii b d
on il( j "hq beiutiful four /car
old boy little l y.
Une day .i-......••• = • aid, wh le a te tt
sp ashed down upon th • tr 111 y str p< rI
S1 ‘ s |f A,i r 1 ■‘I wish l
' ~
-^X^.P-binda.. , the eouutrv & htt!<
t-steppn %
W-e. It wou A be --’king to ,
me rp, for r: ' r "-' •“ s.
tlrn “' _: * ie *’ r< 1,1 * t * ,<; ‘ ■’*? ‘
....^ ^ ^ fR m a - b uw? .- e . 1. a
smile ike sunshine it 'imina ing hi-face.
“for Cht lev just to'i a white-winged
^ al>out it sb a!l Lhar.ey go,
too, mamma.'
“Yes, dearie," stooping to kiss his
SW0( »t mouth, with lips that quivered in
s ‘ pi.e of her bravery.
) , v t< so triad it' happened as it did,
f, | . th in half hour afterward Mr.
p . „ m dashed up to the gate with a
.( m of spirited dapple called, grays. in ids genial
••Nellie," he
v ,j . • ‘Inintj the boy and come out to
the farm for an hour. Don’t you dare to
s;i no, ’seeing her hesitate,'“I’ll have
v * ..hack by o o’clock, sharp." radiant
she came back almost as as
0 y himself,
“ There, that will do for a whole week,
won’t it, dear I’’ as Hie put aside hoi
hat.
“Yes, but wasn’t it jolly though,
mammal AN'lien I'm a b’g man. I'll have,
a nice splendid farm, too, and bursts
that can go like tli - very old fury.
Tell you, didn’t that beautiful angel
hear what I asked him quick:’’
How pleasant it is to be writing in down
these every day occurrences a book
that is my very own.
Just here at the end of this introduc¬
tion to my journal, I wish to write
these word i • / a 1 <• ‘utent. And I write
them here, that however my life may
ebb and flow, I cannot be forgetful ol
tins tidemark of its calm pleasure.
Jri.Y 20.
The quiet of our home-life was broken
in upon to-day by something akin to a
tragedy. busy with
Mrs. Jordan and I were very
the usual Saturday’s hurry of finishing
lip, when Mrs. Abbott came into tlu
room with a tiny cake she had baked lor
Charley. in the yard,”
“ lie is playing Mis.
Jordan said in answer toller inquiry. stood
But lie was not there. The gate
slightly a jar. Alarmed, we called hi
name, we searched for him through the
house, in the yard, up and down the ad¬
jacent streets’and with an anxiety that
grew more intense with every passing
moment.
[to BE CONTUSUE1).']
Contents of a North Carolina Mound.
Mr. ,T. M. Spa inborn* lias described,
in the Elisha Mitehel tioiontitio Society,
some relies that were discovered in the
excavation of a mound in Caldwoll
County, N. C. Within I ho mound its was
found a skeleton lying upon face,
with the head resting in a largo sea
shell, the inner surface of which was
carved with hieroglyphics. Around the
neck were large beads made of sea
sheds. The arms were extended and
bent at the elbows, so as to bring the
hands within about a foot of the head,
Around each wrist was a bracelet, oom
posed of copper and shell beads, al
ternating. The copper beads appeared
to have been hammered into thin sheets
a »d rolled around the string, n part of
which was preserved. Near the right
hand was an iron implement like a chisel
or Much, not sharp pointed, Im Un.it11 or
**bf <’»;» away Tom the ......... 1 ho
l«ft hand was resting on I bn convex
Burfane of a sea shell, the concave
surface of which contained about a
hundred small beads 1 Ho shell was
carved with hieroglyphics, I wo olier
' U>H n1 of s ,m, *»
%ls0 hn<l t h,m . ’ T ™ t,a e “ . ,. ho wu
« ve ^ r ^ i° 8h . ! !lls .’. whlcl > "° r( !
-^kprl . with toerof?lji>hHS. feerm
other skeleton h were .found arrmim mid
fJl to.be*the „ !icj , OMO , whioU WaH
tliougt «, remains “. of a chief. In
allo( r vaH ()f CP t(sry were f, )und
skeletons of persons who had evidently
been buried alive, their limbs having
^ Jm|<1 down by largo stones pi,..mil
them .-J>a P ular Sconce Montkly.
A mam named Pritchett, living near
Son.ervibe, tin., while working out in a
held, hung hts eoat on tin, fence. The
coat, ©ontamed tliro i ^^O-gnaiibm'kM,
wind, dropped out of tl.e pocket, and a
*»°g 'h‘'' v them unit they were re
d"<;- b> aimlp. Mr. J horn,,son lies
took I ho lulls to ,T H. Reynolds, f’res
th< ’ i’ .rst National Bank m
Rome who h nttl.e pulp to tbe J reas
nry )’ejiaitim-nt in Washington. Mr.
dark’ !"
that if looke t like no much
, jVoni.I«„fc Reynolds re
jv)(l , fl . Washington to his
ly )( , rl rlipsof of pajmr bills. «er«noat- It
pithtf iMijine»t8 two was
W) .„. k ,, f an 0ll ,i H |,owod his
W())| ,, „|. iM 'j| M . Treasury I le¬
., « artl , 1( . l)t t , iat they coul.i only
|l0 , ( ,. , w „ <mt of tll(! , >u ]p. iviul
wou |., j.^.. j| int on an aTidavit stating
bow the money was mutilated, and the
^, 0 d , h»'ac‘i.r of (he person who owned
tin-bibs when destroyed.
Raising Coyotes Tor Their Seal in. .
'
Home Lake. County cowboys npped recently ,
I(l8 «" e<1 tw '> ^oyotes, off the.r
»n«l let them go. The scalps
were passe, in and the county paid the
prescribed bounty on them ihe eoy
ok* were not no lively^after tho
tion, and a few days we,e 1 ’ le,
by a .uneher Ho was disgusted to find
that.their seal ps were both gone an 1
having killed’the v.irtn,.its, thought he
tlm coyotes to mu until the.r Scalps had
grown again, and tho fa.mer gathered
ttl)ilimia the he eot,d crop of
ao-iip ^ wae ripe. j It was a barbarous trick
^ off t I<t sca)p of n lim amm.V,
and tin- Society for the Prevention pE
cjruelty to O, votes should take the mat,
ter in hand .—Portland Oregonian.
Great Oaks from Little Acorns.
Colum'-UR , witR ft weaver; „ Halloy n n
soap er; Arkwright a b,rher: zl.sop
» 8iuve, the learned I lofmilJ<-a u.t , .«
8hof ri;ftk<'r; Hogarth wan an Hign-v^rol
pe«‘ swim/herdsman; <-r ;-»to; Sixtus, Eomer tbe lift b, beggar u»s a
wa h
and ‘Horae <ir«ehy started life in ■' &
Vork with t.-n ih.llars an I seventy Ii -
cent-, in Ida j.o h'et, as w. Ii oil : h if he
lmdlhs ei-- a-n full round d-'illsrs But
ther« are a - r- at many young men uait
ing for tbe oilier twenty-five eeuts be
fore they b'-gin,— 1. he Witt Ta’.mage m
the vC York. Otuircer.
S* t"W. attendance , is . compulsory m
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ATHENS FOUNDRY
Machine Works,
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-MANUFACTURERS OF
Iron and BrasS Castings, Mill and in Machinery
Shafting, Pul ley 3, Hangers and Baxes, .
Cotton. Presses. Cano Mills and Evaporators
Cotton Seed Crushers, & circular Saw Mills.,
Pumps, 18 ©iu\Vc Valves, sell Piping the Atlas and Steam Steam Packings, Enginen, Water Injectors, Wheels Jetj
and Belting Cloth.
WRITE to us or call and se us for anything you may
need about your Engine, Mill or Gin.
Address: ATHENS FOUNDRY & MACHINE WORKS,
Athens, Ga
L. AV. SIMS. O. S. BARNETT
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ARE TOUGH AND DURABLE.
All Hard Brick, per thousand, $ 6.00
Mixed 5 - 5 °
Salmon 4< ii < l 5.00
F. O. B. at Yard. Send in rders at nee as our brick
arc in great demand.
We Deal Sasli, Doors, Blinds, Lime,
Cement,Laths, Shingles,
and Mouldings,
And All Lombor.
fl-cr*Wo buy and soil LAND for 5 per cent, commission, Put your property fH
our hands and wo will advertise It for sale. NO SA LK, NO PAY.
SIMS & BARNETT,
WASHINGTON, GA.
Real Etate Agents, and Dealers in Builders’ Material.
Jesse Thompson & Co
Manukaotukebs Of
DOORS, SASH, BLINDS,
.Mouldings, Brackets, I^aths,
Lumber and Shingles.
-DEALERS IN
Window Glass and Builders’ Hardware;
Plaining Mill and Lumber Yard, Hale Street,
Near Central Uaiload Yard, AUGUSTA, GA.
ItfTlf you will
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-YOU WILL HAVE
Health!
Happiness" . .
Prosperity’" • • •
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Sick Headache in 20 min
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defied CaflRS of CoflBtlpatlOfi; ladies;
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acts J? Dfontiy; 1 (IOCS not nauseate
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Dr- P.cid can tell yon all
about its good effects
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H. H. V, IS GUARANTEED
to Please or Money Re¬
funded. Pr \c‘: 50 cents.
(jr. Elarrett ATo,
-MANUFACTURERS,
Augusta,
DILI milffi & PAIIIS
TREATMENT BY INHALATION.
TRADE MARIC ^ BtcitTrTirrH
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For Consumption, A«thma. Browhltla,
hU, Cufarrli, Hay Fever, Headache, Uehllity.
Hhcuiriatisru, NeuraiKitt, airJ Mil chronic arul
NervouH DttorderH. Treatment.,”
“ j ho* compourt*! oxygen Dr*.
Starkey and Baku. No 1VJ9 Arch St., Phlladel
phl t. have hi tnn UHin/ for the !a«t 17 yearn, in a
ffritfoti/U: adjustment of the eJemente of Oxygen
and NDrojjen uiagiier\/,ej\, uno the that uoinpouiui ia 11
no coruIenHed and made portable it Kent
all over the wort<l
hr*. Starkey and Palen hav»» the Jtb* rty to re
f»»r to tno following namen well known per«onj*
who have trle<1 their Treatment
Hon. Wm Kelley, M. c. PhiiaUelphla. Obser
Rev. Victor G « on rail, Editor Lutheran
ver, rhUadelphla W. Guahlnff. Rochester, N. Y.
K-v Charie* Chi¬
Hon. Wm. Fenn Nixon, Editor Inter Ocean.
cago, III. South, ... Rlrmirig-*
W. H. Worthington, Editor New
ham, Ala.
H. V. Vrooman, Qner.emo, Kan*M.
Mr*. Wary a. Livermore. Meiroae, MaH*.
It. Voorhee*. New York City.
Mr y r Knight, Philadelphia
Edward L. wi» on. Broadway, N. T., Editor
I'iiiiad* iphia Bnoto.
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A?x»u**r Kltcht,. tnvernes. Kresnillo. aeotlanrt. /aestecas.
MrK vt .u-iei V. Oru-ie*,
Mex I uo. Kpant-to Itondliras.
Mrs. Kfn:i.a (Viop«-r frill*,
i. i h. t-.x-Vc e fori-n . fa.ablaoca, Sieroceo.
jl V. 1 1 liCr'.'ik Cfal U sir. Cal.
Jatre Moore, -un't Pofti-e lUanffoM. I’.ng.
jarot, Want, liowral. New isoiith wale..
ana thousands ol otbers In svery paltofthe
t.nlteil States. Mode of Action »nil
•I ompoiimt Oxreen, its
- lieis i lie title ofa r.ew tirochnre oftwo
h'in .re*l fav'-s. pnt'll-ter!tif i.r*. ‘-tarkey A t’a
len *ht! U Silvto all tietmrer* full Information
*- to itii« r- srkatr* > uratlve ag*-nt arel a ree,
oril ol -i-vf-r.ii in relreft anrpn-lnif of rur>’» tlierri after In a
wise rarive of rijr(,n|f- rases, many
r.e.ng at.amlo: e.l to ie by otlicr phyaleian*.
win be trial el free e any arlitrewi on applies*
Uon. Keatl the broehore.
I»ro- NT.4HHET A 1‘AL.F.If,
No. M» Arch Street. FiUlaaelptiU, Pa.
