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About The Crawford County herald. (Knoxville, Crawford Co., Ga.) 1890-189? | View Entire Issue (June 17, 1892)
EVERY BODY'S GARDEN. 411 along the wayside is everybody’s gar¬ den 1 There the wild rose blossoms through the summer days; Bounded by field fences, and ever stretch¬ ing onward. Jt is God’s own garden. For it give Him praise. ’Tis gay with goldenrod, There blooming grasses nod, And sunflowers, small and yellow' turn ever in to the sun; Quaint darkey-heads are there. And daisies wild and fair. In everybody’s garden, each flower’s the loveliest one! Ali along the wayside is everybody’s gar- deni Come out and gather posies; the very air is sweet. Come out, with hearts of gladness, ye big and little children. Into our Father’s garden, made for our strolling feet. The flitting butterfly. The fragrant winds that sigh, The tiny clouds that hover above us in the blue, The bird’s song high and clear, Make heaven draw more near; Iu everybody's garden the world once more is new i —William Z. Gladwin, in Christian Union, AT THE RANCHO DEL FUEGO BY GERTRUDE ATHERTON. T was so hot that even the dogs did not lift their heads nnplL to hark at the ' n J proacning horse- nr i-BW, «•»» hj with swollen tongues *r — to rc^.h' 11 ^occasioned. ■: - AS- g-jjf teeth, occasionally quivering in feeble npnfoct Ixdiniy af thr» 1 T V- vauing batbilinn* hattduons of or insects which short- en the life of the California dog. The adobe soil cracked anew under the piti- less sun, the whitewash on the outer walls of the big adobe house arose in Blisters. The undulating line of brown hills iims which vwjicu encircled encircled the tne Rancho uaucuo del ael Fuego heatl were dim under the materialized the creek was dry; i/the the little brown huts of the rancheria wiUows were SSr ineir siesta. thC WCrC The visitor urged his tired and reek- . horse to what speed it capable ing was of, anxious to get under shelter himself. Ashe reached the bSh cm-ml he roused « ™^ro vaquero, sleeping beneath a a tree, and bade him follow and take chaige of his steed. At the long corridor of the house he dismounted, and leaving the horse to await the nleasurc r>F tho ce^moeV vaquero entered of heXol hastily aud ‘."e' without 1 ^ the J::rj L z t T» Northern country. He threw himself on a sofa to rest and await the awakening of the taffy from the siesta. He hud taken his uncomfortable journey in the hot uaytime rather than in the blackness of the night, for there would be no moon for two weeks and his business was urgent. But he was a New En-- land man and the California summer was more than he could stand without pro- -test. It. sent hitn to sleep. As he slept he snored, and in a few moments some one might have been heard moving lightly on the bare floor, behind the thin door set midway in a wall some three feet deep. The door opened and a girl entered aud stood gazing with an expression of unmistakable repugnance at the sleeper, She was a beauty of the type so often seen in California before aud in the early days of the American occupationdense black hair that hung braided to the hem of her white gown, eyes large, black, with a light in them that suggested an uncomfortable rapidity of deli- cate features, a full, red mouth and white akin, a figure lithe, graceful; about the whole an indefinable atmosphere of hope and sparkle and capacity for happiness, She looked anything but happy, how- aver, as she gazed at the stroug, shrewd features of the sleeping visitor. Her gaze may have been magnetic, for he sud- denly opened his eyes, then rose hastily and greeted her with manners as good as though less profuse than those of the caballeros who had adored her since she had lengthened her frocks. “Do not think me rude,” he said. “I did not wish to disturb any one, and I am afraid the heat overcame me and I fell asleep.” “I am glad you sleep,” she said with graceful but unsmiling hospitality. “No one should he awake when it is so hot. Sit down. No?” She took one of the ugly horse-hair chairs, he another facing silently her, and lora moment they gazed defiantly.* at each other, both somewhat “It no is proper I all you alone like this,” she said finally. “But I have reason so I do it. And,” scornfully, “my father no care so much, I suppose, because is you. Now, I tell you whattee I want. I beg you, I go on mv knees, si you like It, to no come here any more and ask my father si you can marry me. I no love you at all. Never I can love you. Hove—always I have love—An- tonio Rivera. He no have the moneys now; the Americanos take ail, but my father letting us marry senor!* si you no coming and spoil all. Ay, Go! Go! No tnaka me so sorry!” She leaned forward and clasped her hand*, the tears splash- ing; she was a charming picture. The American regarded the floor for a moment, let his eyes dwell on her once more, then shook his head “No,” he said. “You are the only woman I ever wanted, dear Dona Amata, and I cannot give you up. I have the less scruple, because I know that you will be far happier with me than with your idle, shiftless Spanish lover—” But he was not allowed to proceed. Dona Amata sprang to her feet and beat her little hands clinched together. “No say one word by him!” she cried, her voice choked with wrath, her eyes flashing. “No say one word. You think not man have the right to living si he no can make the moneys? Before the Americanos coming we have plenty moneys and live happy; but now you take all. You are very—how you call him?— smart. You lend mv father the moneys and make him sign the paper to give you the ranchos si he no can pay. We never sign the paper, one for the other. Al- ways when we lend the moneys we trust, and always we are pay. But you have the heart like the stone. And because it have been bad year, and the cattle die, and my father no can pay, you make me pay. You have fine chance and you tell him, ‘Give me your daughter, never mind si she hate me or not, never mind si she break the heart or not, give her to me and I give to you your land.’ Oh, you are bad man.” He had nsen and listened to her out burst unmoved. When she paused for breath he replied, “My dear Dona Am- ate. Tat least am aiming to benefit some one besides myself. You say that I am a bad man. What will you think of yourself when you see your father beg- gared, living on charity in an Indian’s hut I I say nothing of the fact that rooo k L‘‘bel Now •„ ’ P be , , L,oa- , , “ „ “Oh, ’ I hatcha you." ” J cried the girl ° with another burst of grief, . , .. and , T I no want marry old man. “ 01d mau! Why, m J dear senorita, 1,’ I °° , ty T He t„ looked at her am y * amusedly; he was certainly not old to be i>ui 11 is very oiu to us, soboea tne » irl ! “I only am eighteen and Antonio uo 18 more than twenty-two. When our mens are forty they are very stout and . , have ,, the complexion , like coffee, ~ T I so “°„ can thlQb 13 ^S- You,” spite- d ^ ^ e ‘“kat ToZl At ture another oar opened nn d «n old m«n enured room 1 bla(jk gi j k handkerchief was knotted a . °out , his mshea head 1, he lie wore wore short short clothes clothes of oi green cloth decorated with large silver buttoM - He was very stout, aad eyes fcatures9eem(>J t0 hivp r . ]a5 .„ d lln . J er the eueivatm t in</ influence influence of of the the Pali Cali- fornia llfe °f trifle that bleared, period.. his His indefinite black eyes were a Matures wore a somewhat testy expres- f™.«.». i » ^ ^ ate you. ke said, slo./ly. What is l iei ? d e J^ I tellherto marry you aud , Jo ,t,” . ,md he brought h.e caec n ® .° d ? 11 ' Vr^dTma^ha cr i e( l A- raa tha, 1 ’roused roused to to filial ... , rebellionifor the first time m her life, “I no marry him; I mariy Antonio. Ay, Antonio > Antonio!’ and she flung herselt u ! ,oa the sofa and weat mt0 vloleat 8ob * b ^ n »* “She tell you she no marry you?” asked the old man of Cunningham. “She certainly does not seem to ap¬ prove of me, but you know the perver¬ sity of woman, Don Pedro, and I assure you once more I shall make the be9t of husbands—and sons.” Don Pedro' placed his stick upon a chair. He hobbled over to his refractory daughter and raising her in his arms, bore into her own room and laid her on the bed. He then went out and returned wit b a hammer and nails, with which he fastened her window within six inches of the sill. “Now,” he said, in Spanish, “here tbou will stay and have nothing to eat but bread and water until thou marryest G011 James Cunningham. Do3t thou think that I will be left sitting in the roa d that thou mayest marry a man who sleeps in a hammock all day and gambles a J night? Thou art like a silly child to refuse to marry a man who can make t^ee like a queen. But I have spoken." U e returned to the sala, locking the door behind him, ft lowed by the sobs an ^ shrieks of his daughter. “Av, misericordia! Ay, iofeliz de mi! Ay, senor! Santa Maria! Santa Dios! Ay! Ay! Ayl Ay! Ay!” “She marry you,” said Don Pedro, “Now you stay here, no? for few days ’til all is settle, then can marry and have be through.” Cunningham spent the next few days listening to his prospective father-in- law s reminiscences of bull fights, horse racing, religious processions, climbing the greased pole, catching the greased P'S by the tail as it ran, the balls that lasted a month, all the various distrac- tions of Arcadian California whose sun forever set. The young men of the bouse secretly sympathized with their sister, but approved of their father’s course in view of prospective plenty, j ° ae of tb e vast ranchos had been sold | several figure years American before at an order absurdly that low the to an in j eldest son of the house, since dead,could gratify his political ambition. Another j bad another gone had for been American “squatted” taxes. upon, Still and ; although the law had promised the Cali- i forcian redress it was tardy of fiulfillraent and the squatters were tilling the soil ana making it yield in an astonishing manner. The two remaining ranchos left were mortgaged to the American Cunningham, and when he handed them back they would willingly let him man¬ age them, having the greatest respect for his hard American sense. Meanwhile, Amata sobbed and starved. Her lover serenaded her the first mid- night, but went to Los Angeles the next day and forgot to return for several. For three days the spirited Californian was obdurate; then her delicate, luxur- ious stomach began to cry out for the dainties to which it was accustomed. As the pangs grew sharper she became pos- itively terrified, never having felt phvsi- cal suffering before, and not knowing what awful end it portended. She begged pitifully for cerne con ajo, at least for just one enchilada, a solitary dulce, but her father was equally obdur- ate, and she had no mother to plead for her. She was also horrified to observe that she was growing less pretty. Her cheeks were hollow, her eyes had great black stains beneath them and stared pathetically from her colorless face. “God of my soul!” she thought, “I shall be an old hag at twenty.” On the fifth day she succumbed. A week later she was married. The next day Mr. Cunningham foreclosed the mortgages.—San Francisco Examiner. --_ A Wonderfully Dramatic Scene. Benjamin Brewster afterwards attor- ney-general of the United States, was some years ago the central figure m a wonderfully dramatic scene m a Pmla- de P hia court * lr ' Brewster’s lace, it W1 remem ere , was ug u } scarred by an accident in his youth He was extremely sensitive of his facial mis- fortune, but never referred to it himself - did any of ta. .bounds of friend* ever ask him its cause. The trial referred '» «■ a bitterly contested affair and Brewster at every point got so much the opposing 1 ^ ° counsel that his leadlu , adversary , . white ... , heat. , S was m a In denouncing the railroad company this ] awver y with his voice tremulous with exdliM “dark, “This deviou! -raspin- learn- cor- and fied « j a its met hods as is the face of its attorDev aud henchman Beniamin Brewster This Ims violent violent outburst outburst of ot ra«e rage and cruel invective was followed by a ^Hundred, , .. stillness in the crowded court o him ^e! spring ^ from Brewster, his chair expecting and catch to see his heartless adversary by the throat. Mr. Brewster slowly arose and spoke some- ... Dke ... tms .. to . t he court* “Your honor m a 1 my career as a lawyer I have never dealt in personalities; nor aid I ever feel called upon to explain the causa of my phy8ical misfortune; but I will do 3 ? n ,°y 7 / When vv nen a a boy_and o y ray y mother , God bless her. sar I was a pre y oy ^ out before she was seriously “’ ‘ and fell “ into uto? the fire the“ouUmy(a« myself When tk ook e0 was as blaclc as tbat maa ’ s heart.” The last sentence was spoken in a voice whose rage was that of a lion. It had an elec¬ trical effect, and the applause that greeted j it was superb, but in an instant turned tc i the mo9t comtemptuous hisses directed at 1 the lawyer who had so basely insulted Mr. Brewster. That lawyer’s practice in Philadelphia afterward dwindled to such insignificance that he had to leave the city for a new field.—Boston Transcript. Hail All the Sensations. A man named John Harnshaw per¬ formed thoughout England under the high sounding title of Monsieur Gouffe, giving practical exhibitions of hanging from the gallows. Iu this performance he relied for security on the strength of the muscles of his throat and neck alone. He had a rope with a fixed knot, and always passed both ends of the loop up behind one ear. The whole act was so adroitly managed that he prevented any pressure of the rope upon the windpipe or the jugular vein. He could even sus- ta ia a weight ot 120 pounds in addition to that of his own body, On three separate occasions Harnshaw mismanaged the rope and soon became unconscious, but was luckily rescued each time. Dr. Chowne, who wrote the account, very truly says: “It cannot be doubted that as far as sensation and consciousness are concerned, Harnshaw passed through the whole ordeal of death by hanging, and had he been permitted to remain hanging until actually dead he would have passed out of existence with- out further knowledge of his misery.”— London Lancet, T J,e Summit . of _ Epicurean , Pleasure The unfortunate who has not caught a nectarine in its best stages has the sum- mit of epicurean pleasures yet to aspire to. It warns to be perfectly ripe, and then allowed to shrivel just a little in the sun. The raau who got off the sen- fence that “doubtless the Lord could have made a better fruit than the straw- berry,but certainly He never did,’’would be ashamed of himself could he once get a bite of a perfectly manipulated nectarine. There is difficulty in fruiting them on account of the curculio. The ; smooth skin is attractive to this insect pest. 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