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A GIRL FROM BOSTON.
She -was a Boston maiden and a pink a! Aral
society
Who came to Colorado on an observation tour.
And through her gleaming glasses gazed with
maidenly propriety
Upon the many wondrous things which tour
ist folks allnre.
Her escort heard her questions in a spirit meek
and dutiful,
For lie was an obliging and accommodating
youth.
And in his apt replies in manner picturesque
and beautiful
He ran a woof of fiction through a golden
web of truth.
She gazed upon the lofty blocks, alive with
hum of business.
Admired the architecture with a scientific
eye.
Then up an elevator went and gazed in breath
less dizziness
Upon the city from a point well up toward
the sky.
She studied well our pretty men in all their
modest doveliness,
Allowed that they were perfect pearls o?
musculinish grace,
And when it came to faultless types of breezy
western loveliness,
In form as well as feature, our sweet maid
ens set the pace.
When evening came, she sighed a sigh and said
with sweet urbanity:
‘They really are out of sight,the many things
I’ve saw,
Your busy streets and palaces, your he and she
humanity.
And yonder mountain chain aro lovely hands
to whom to draw.
But spite of all the t>eauties of your people
town and scenery,
A loneliness athwart my heart persistently
will come.
So if you kindly will oblige and steer me to a
beanery
i'll snap my jaws on treasures that- will
burg a dream of home.”
—Denver Post.
CLAPHAM MYSTERY.
•“It is all arranged for tomorrow,”
said young Mrs. Latymer-Wynue, as
she and her husband took their seats
at the dinner table.
“What is arranged?” asked her
husband, a little grumpily, for he
had had a long and fatiguing day in
the city.
“Oh, the football match, of
course. ”
‘And are you going to waste your
afternoon in looking on?”
“Quelle idee. Oh, no. lam going
to play.”
“You I” said Harry, and he almost
dropped his spoon in disgust.
“Why not? It is all the rage now,
and you know 1 like to be in the
fashion. ”
“You cannot be serious, Kate
You, a married woman, with two
children, going to exhibit yourself
in that way before a crowd of loaf
ersl And in that dress tool”
“Well, the dress is a little unbe
coming—that's the worst of it. But
as to exhibiting oneself, that's all
nonsensei. Isn’t it a woman’s busi
uess to exhibit herself i Don’t we all
exhibit ourselves when we go to a
drawing room?”
“At any rate, you don’t kick about
and tumble in the mud when you go
to a drawing room."
“No; because the rules of the
game are different, but one is as
much an exhibition as the other.”
Mrs. Latymer-Wynne was decided
ly cleverer than her husband, and
kept him, on the whole, in a state of
subjection. He was a good, honest
fellow, who did very well on the
Stock Exchange, where bis high ani
mal spirits and propensity for prac
tical joking were much appreciated,
but ho was no match for hi* pretty
wife in the little verbal conflicts
which sometimes take place between
the most affectionate couples. And
his wife, though very fond of him,
took a delight in teasing him; his
awkward attempts at repartee
amused her.
“I’m really very lucky to have
the chance,” she went on. “Lady
Flyte—that’s our captain, you know
—said that, on present form, I
hadn’t much claim to a place in the
team, but that as two of her cracks
were down with the ‘flu’ she’d give
me a trial. Oh, wasn’t it good of
her?”
“Confound her!” said Harry
“But, 1 say, Kate, this is beyond a
joke. I really must beg that you
will drop it. ’’
“Yes; into the goal mouth,” said
his wife demurely. “Now, Harry,
don’t be an old goose. A hundred
years ago, nodoubt.it wouldn’t hove
been done ut all. Today it is just
the newest thing out.”
“And you’re going to allow a lot
of cads to criticise your legs, and
perhaps call out, Go it. Tommy,’as
they did at a ladies’ football match
the other day. Ladies indeed I It’s
positively disgusting.”
“Oh, 1 think my legs are all right,
Harry. And if they like to call me
‘Tommy,’ 1 don’t mind. You know
it’s meant as admiration.”
“And woman will do anything for
that. Well, I say again it’s a mon
strous thing, and you will never
play football in publio with my
sanction. ”
Mrs. Latymer Wynne smiled con
tentedly. She was probably con
scious that there were a good many
things which she did without the
sanction of her husband.
Harry noticed the smile, and for
once it angered him. He knew that
the old days when wives were sup
posed to submit themselves to theii
husbands were over and that a di
rect prohibition from him would
only make his wife the more deter
mined to curry out her plan, so he
merely said;
“You will regret it yourself one
day, Kate. lam sure you will.”
But Mrs. Latymer-Wynne only
smiled again. She would not give
way. Still, if she conkl have fore
seen the terrible calamity that was
about to befall her, she would no
doubt have relented. But who can
foresee the future?
Those who were living at Clap
ham—or indeed anywhere iD Lon
don—at that time cannot have for
gotten the extraordinary sensation
that was excited by what was oalled
the Clapham mystery, and the scene
oi the mystery w&a Mr a. Lii::—-
DEVOTED TO JACKSON COUNTY AND T#E DEMOCRATIC PARTY.
JEFFERSON, JACKSON COUNTY, GA., FRIDAY, JULY 29. 1898.
Wynne’s house.
It appeared that as the various
rooms in the upper story were in
the hands of the painters and paper
ers Mr. Latymer-Wynne occupied
temporarily the library on the
ground floor as a bedroom, while his
wife slept with the children on an
other floor. Nothing occurred dur
ing the night to disturb those who
slept up stairs, but when the serv
ants came down in the morning and
proceeded to call their master they
were unable to rouse him. After
knocking repeatedly without receiv
ing any reply they informed Mrs.
Latymer-Wynne of the state of af
fairs. That lady was naturally much
alarmed and at once sent for assist
ance. The door was forced open.
The scene which then presented it
self was one calculated to excite the
most serious apprehensions. There
was no sign of Mr. Latymer-Wynne,
but there were various indications
of a desperate struggle. One of the
windows was open below, and be
tween this window and the bed the
floor was strewn with fragments of
the heavy china ewer belonging to
the washstaml. It appeared as if
this had been used by the unfortu
nate man as the only thing in the
nature of a weapon within reach.
More ominous still, a closer inspec
tion revealed blood stains on the
carpet.
The bed had evidently been occu
pied, but the pyjama suit in which
Mr. Latymer-Wynne generally slept
was missing. He happened not to
have dressed for dinner the night
before, and the ordinary morning
clothes which he had been wearing
were found folded up on a chair in
his usual neat and methodical man
ner. But his valuable watch and
chain, together with a large sum of
money of which lie was known to
be in possession, had been carried
off by the perpetrator or perpetra
tors of the outrage.
Mrs. LatymerWynne was in de
spair. Of course the police were
sent for immediately. They eamo
in the persons of a distriot inspector
and a sergeant. They looked at ev
erything with eyes full of terrible
meaning and nodded to each other
significantly and occasionally gruut
ed ejaculations. At last, in response
to an impassioned appeal from the
lady, the inspector succeeded in de
livering himself of one or two con
secutive sentences.
“Very sorry, mum; it looks like
a bad business. Anyway, it’s a de
tective job. We’ll wire for one at
once. ”
A little later Inspector Bicker
dyke, the celebrated detective, made
his appearance ou the sceue. He
made a careful examination of ev
erything in the room and then went
outside, followed by Mrs. Latymer-
Wynne and her seivants. Here he
pointed to a number of footmarks
and said:
“Why, there seems to have been
a whole gang at work. It isn’t iu
reason that one man could do the
job all by himself, but this looks
like an army. Hello, what’s this?”
He pointed to two holes in the soft
gravel which were conspicuous
among the crowd of footmarks.
“I expect they were made by the
ladder," said Mrs. Latymer-Wynne.
“There was a ladder against the
bouse yesterday for the workmen to
do some painting."
“Oh, then, most of these are their
footmarks,” said the inspector,
greatly disgusted. “That compli
cates matters a good deal, for now
we can’t get any clew from the foot
marks. ”
It almost seemed as if evon In
spector Bickerdyko would, for once,
be baffled. But at Inst bis patience
was rewarded; a sweep made his ap
pearance ou the scene and informed
the detective that, as lio was passing
the house in the early dawn, he had
seen a man, very shabbily dressed
in a gray suit, stealing from the
premises. At the moment he had
not attached any importance to the
circumstance, as he thought the man
was one of the servants. Now, how
ever, he felt it to be his duty to men
tion it
The inspector’s small eyes twin
kled with satisfaction as he listened
to this statement. The mere fact
that the criminal wore a gray suit
did not seem much to go upon, but
Inspector Bickerdyke felt pretty
sure that it would be enough for
him. He would track that gray suit
to the remotest corner of the earth.
When he had completed his inves
tigation, he condescended to com
municate the result to Mrs. Laty
mer-Wynne.
“It’s a great pity, mum, the shut
ters weren’t put up last
they’d been lip, this tbin<* might
never ’ave ’appened. There were
two of them in the job at least—per
haps three. Mr. Wynne, he must
have been in bed at the time, and as
they came into the room ho must
have sprung out and tried to defend
himself with the water jug. But
they were too many for him. How
ever, I think I know the gang, and
it won’t be long before I lay my
hand on ’em.”
“But my poor dear husband!”
Mrs. Wynne exclaimed, clasping her
hands and fixing her eyes with an
imploring look on the inspector’s
face.
The inspector did not answer, but
he shook his head gravely; You can
not recall to life a man mur
dered. The only comfort for the
well regulated mind must be the
hope of bringing the murderer to
justice.
The next morning there was in all
the papers a long account of “The
Clapham Mystery.” A well known
member of the Stock Exchange had
been surprised by burglars when
asleep, and, after a desperate resist
ance, had been murdered and the
body^carried off. And yet all the
efforts of the police to discover
where the corpse bad been hidden
had been fruitless. But the investi
gation having been intrusted to In
spector Bickerdyke, that famous de
tective had already made an arrest
on suspicion. He had succeeded in
tracking one of the supposed mur
derers—the man in the gray suit—
step by step from Clapham to White
chapel, where he had discovered
him in a low public house and ar
rested him. It was added that he
would be brought before the magis
trates some time that day (Satur
day).
When the man was placed in the
dock—which, owing to various de
lays, was not till the afternoon—it
soon became clear that the evidence
was indeed very strong against him.
Inspector Bickerdyke detailed all
the circumstances of the crime and
the arrest with his usual formality
and clearness. “From information
reoeived" (though the sweep was to
give his evidence the inspector could
not bring himself to depart from the
established formula) he had reason
to believe that one of the criminals
was an individual in a gray suit,
who had been seen to leave the
house under suspicious circum
stances at a very early hour in the
morning.
He (the inspector) had therefore
set himself to work to track this in
dividual and had, he believed, suc
ceeded in doing so. He had arrested
him at the Hen and Chickens in
Whitechapel. The man refused his
name and address, nor would he
give any account of himself. He had
therefore been taken to the station
and there searched and his clothes
examined. Blood stains were found
upon them.
These might be accounted for by
a fresh cut on the thumb of the
right hand. He bad in his posses
sion a large sum of money in notes
and gold, of which he refused to
give any account. In fact, he had
hardly spoken a dozen words since
his arrest. But the strongest piece
of evidence against him was that a
watch and chain had been found
upon him, which had been shown to
Mrs. Latymer-Wynne and had been
identified by her as belonging to her
husband.
“ Is the lady here 5 ’ ’ asked the mag
istrate.
“She was requested to be here at
3,” said the inspector. “The case
’as come on a little hearlier than we
expected, your worship."
The magistrate looked at the
clock, and the public stareh at the
prisoner. He looked a man capable
of committing any crime. Short and
thickset, he was evidently possessed
of great strength. His general ap
pearance was that of a disreputable
loafer. The gray suit, to whioh he
owed his detection, was very shab
by ;he had no collar—in fact, there
was a total absence of linen; his
hair was disheveled, his faoe un
washed, his chin covered with a
thick stubble.
The evidence of the servants and
of the sweep (who swore to his iden
tity) was taken, and then, as Mrs.
Latymer-Wynne had not arrived,
the magistrate ordered the prisoner
to be removed and the next case to
be called.
But the next case had not been be
gun before Mrs. Latymer-Wynne
made her appearance. She was at
once conducted to the witness box
and the prisoner brought back. Ap
parently even bis hardened nature
had broken down at the thought of
confronting the widow of his victim,
for be came back into the court
holding a handkerchief to his eyes.
Mrs. Latymer-Wynne cast one
glance in his direction and then
averted her gaze from an object so
repulsive to her.
Her evidence was very short, re
lating as it did merely to the disap
pearance of her husband and the
identification of the watch and
chain. When it had been given, In
spector Bickerdyke asked that the
prisoner should be remanded for a
week, a request which was immedi
ately granted by the magistrate.
The prisoner had declined to put any
questions to the witnesses. He was
now asked if he wished to say any
thing before being removed, at the
same time being warned that any
thing he might say might be used
against him.
“Well, there is one thing I should
like to ask," ho said, “and that is
whether there is any law in England
against a man wearing his own
wuteh and chain?”
“ Don’t trifle with the court,’’said
the magistrate sternly.
But something in the sound of the
prisoner’s voice had caused Mrs.
Latymer-Wynne to turn round and
to look at him again.
“What! Hurry!’’ she cried. “Is
it you?”
She could say no more. If she did
not faint, as her grandmother would
have done circumstances,
she sank back gasping into a seat.
“What is the meaning of all this?”
asked the magistrate, glaring at In
spector Bickerdyke.
The inspector looked as if he were
more ready to ask than to answer
the question.
“Beg pardon, your worship," he
stammered. “It beats me hollow.”
“Allow me to explain,” said the
prisoner blandly. “I am Mr. Laty
mer-Wynne, anti I am curious to
know why a gentleman may not
leave his own house early in the
morning without being arrested.
May I ask what crime I have com
mitted i”
“Your conduct is most reprehen
sible, sir,” said the magistrate, ruf
fling with a sense of wounded dig
nity.
“Pardon me, your worship,” said
the prisoner. “I have done nothing.
I have simply been passive, in the
hands of Inspector Bickerdyke.”
“And what was your object in
such a farce*” asked the
magistrate, gulping down ms indig
nation.
“Well, I had two objects. The
first is a private one, with whioh I
will not trouble your worship. The
other was to see how far the clever
ness of a London detective w’ould go.
Now that I have got one of them to
arrest a man as his own murderer I
am satisfied. 1 think 1 have estab
lished a record.”
• •••••
“How could you give me such a
fright, Harry i” said Mrs. Latymer-
Wynne, as a few minutes later she
and her husband were driving home
together in a cab. “It was very,
very cruel of you."
“It was your own fault, Katq.
You shouldn’t have driven me wild
as you did. ”
“About what?” asked his wife
with a delicious air of innocence.
“Oh, you know well enough. I
had to stop you somehow from play
ing in that beastly football match.
Next time 1 shall do something
worse.”
“But, Harry, dear, you cannot
really have thought that I ever
meant to play. Why, I only said it
to tease you.”
“Oh!” said Harry. “Then I
needn’t have smashed the water jug
or cut ray finger, after all. But who
is to know what a woman does
mean?”—Boston (England) Guard-
AMERICAN FROG EATERS.
Thoy Coninme Twice the Quantity That
French Epicures Absorb.
France has long been regarded as
the “nation of frog eaters,’’but it is
an established fact that the United
States of America now consumes
just twice as many frogs as France.
The value of frogs as food is now
thoroughly recognized. The meat
i white, delicate and very whole
some and palatable. Although eaten
at all seasons, it is in best condition
in fall and winter; in spring it is of
relatively inferior quality. Only
the hind legs are commonly util
ized, the meat on the other parts of
the body being edible, but in very
small quantity. In some localities,
however, the entire body, after the
removal of the viscera, is fried with
eggs and bread crumbs. The legs
are usually prepared for the table by
broiling, frying or stewing. The
prejudice that formerly existed
against frogs as an article of food
was probably based on their uncan
py appearance and the association
in the minds of the people with
witches, and their disgusting habi
tat of marshes, pools, etc.
Iu a very complete pamphlet on
the “Edible Frogs of the United
States,” issued by the fish commis
sion, it is pointed out that the edible
batraehians which are associated
with the families of toads, tree
frogs, newts, salamanders, etc., be
long to 13 species and 6 subspecies
or varieties.
From this same source it is learn
ed that frog hunting is carried on in
all sections of the United States,
and is of economic importance in 15
states, while in nearly all the re
maining states and territories frogs
are taken for local or home con
sumption. The states supplying the
largest quantities for the markets
are California, Missouri, New York,
Arkansas, Maryland, Virginia, Ohio
and Indiana, and of these New York
leads the list.
The special localities where frog
hunting is done are the marshes of
the western end of Lake Erie, the
Lewis and Grand reservoirs, in Ohio;
the marshes of the Sacramentp and
San Joaquin rivers, California; the
valley of the Kankakee river, In
diana; Oneida lake, Seneca river and
other waters of northern New York
and the St. Francis river and sunken
lands of the Mississippi river in
Arkansas and Missouri.
The species commonly eaten are
the bullfrog, the green frog, the
spring frog and the western bull
fiog. The most widely distributed
is the common frog,known variously
as the spring frog, shad frog or leop
ard frog. It is found from the Atlan
tic coast to the Sierra Nevada moun
tains, and from Lake Athabasca, in
Canada, to Guatemala, Central
America. It reaches a length of
inches, exclusive of legs.
The green frog is found in the
eastern part of the United States
and Canada. This frog is especially
aquatic in habits, not hunting for
food on land, and frequenting all
kinds of fresh waters.
The pickerel frog, marsh frog, or
tiger frog, resembles the leopard
frog, but may be readily distinguish
ed from it by the bright yellow on
the thighs and legs. This particular
frog has a disagreeable odor, and it
is but rarely eaten.
The bullfrog is the largest of
North American frogs, reaching a
body length of over eight inches. It
has very much the same geographic
al range as the spring frog. The
western bullfrogs are not so well
known, and range from Montana
west to Puget sound, thence south
to California. —Philadelphia Record.
Strange Christmas custom.
The London Mail describes the
still continued practice of serenad
ing the widows at Burnham-on-
Crouch on Christmas eve. Each
widow has her five minutes of sing
ing and importance. When the
hymn is ended, the leader knocks at
the widow’s door. It is at once
opened, the widow’s hand is out
stretched, and into it is placed a
goodly amount in silver.
What Won Him.
“Tell me, George, was it my
beauty or goodness that won your
love?”
“Well, to be honest, it was that
currant jelly you sent mother.”—
Chicago Reoord.
THE TOY BUYER ABROAD.
Some of the Interesting Features of Hie
Woik In Europe.
The professional buyer going to
Europe to purohase goods travels on
the best boats—and often on the
same boat, which he finds familiar
and comfortable. It may be that he
knows the hotels abroad, in the
countries that he visits, better than
he does those of his own land, and,
he may come to have a better ac
quaintance with whole districts in
foreign countries than he does with
like districts of his own, for the sim
ple reason that he visits them regu
larly and frequently. Where he goes
depends on what he is buying.
Whether it is silks or laces or linens
or woolens or leather goods or what
not, he goes to the country where
the things are made to buy them,
whether it is in Russia or in Austria
or France or Ireland. This takes him
to the greateet cities and to smaller
ones, and sometimes into remote
country districts off the lines of rail
roads, where he buys of individual
producers. This would be true, for
example, of the toy buyer.
The buyer for a New York whole
sale toyhouee goes to Germany,
Austria, France and England, and,
it may be, to other European coun
tries, buying in each the productions
peculiar to them. In Germany he
buys, among other things, certain
kinds of chinaware and dolls and
toys. He buys some things there in
cities, but he buys things as well in
the country, in the houses of the
people who make them. Household
industries exist in Germany in a
way that is practically unknown in
this oountry. Whole families engage
in some work, perhaps the decorat
ing of toy china or in making dolls
and so on, and whole communities
may be thus engaged.
The toy buyer goes off into these
places and buys at first hand, and,
going to the individual, he gets
things just as he wants them. He
knows what he wants, and he gets
things made that way. A touch, a
single little grace, may make the
difference between a profit and a
loss, between a thing that will sell
and one that won’t. On a doll, for
instance, even a cheap doll, the ti
niest bit of laoe properly disposed or
the arrangement of the dress or tho
colors used or some slight change in
the faoe of the doll, may make the
difference between a doll that is dull
and wooden and inanimate and one
that is alive and,attractive and sala
ble. It may be that the buyer sits
down in the dollmaker’s home and
explains these things and gets the
dolls made as he wants them.
One district in Germany that the
toy buyer visits is in its character
istics much like the Catskill region
in this state. The buyer makes his
headquarters in a town, from which
he drives off up the valleys and
about the mountains to the homes
of the people. He goes there year
after year, and he knows the coun
try well; its landmarks are familiar,
and he knows the people. As le
drives along the roads he meets boys
who live in the neighborhood and
take off their hats to him as they sa
lute him and address him’ by name.
They know him, and they know
what brings hiiL to the mountains;
his coming may mean an order for
their own families. In recent years
railroads have been built up through
some of these valleys, and it will
probably not be very many years
before most of them will be accessi
ble in that manner.
From Germany the toy buyer goes
to Austria. It may be that even in
Vienna he buys the products of
household industries in the dwell
ings in which they are made. Here
he may have to climb to the top story
of a house to find a family workshop.
In France, in Paris, he buys some
things at the home of the makers,
but an increasing proportion he buys
in the warehouses where they are
collected*. Pretty much everything
that he gets in London he buys in
wholesale establishments. New
York Sun.
Comforting.
Mrs. Cullen—An is this yer new
baby, Mrs. Doolan? Well, well!
Mrs. Doolan—They say, here in
the coort thot he luks loike me. Do
yez t’ink so, ma’am?
Mrs. Cullen—Well, to tell the
troot, he does look a dale like ye,
but whin be gets phwiskers all over
his face it’ll change the rezimblance
so that it’ll not be noticed at all, at
all, so Oi wouldn’t moind if Oi was
ye, Mrs. Doolan. Detroit Free
Press.
Why He Rang.
Foraiu is telling a story to Chase
after dinner, and in the course of it
remarks:
“Then I rang violently for my
servant.”
“What,” somebody interrupts,
“have you got a servant?”
“No,” said Forain, “but I’ve got
a bell!”—Figaro.
Solicitude.
“I have had a delightful evening,
Miss Genevieve,” said young Chol
ly, rising to go at 11:30, “and I had
no idea it was so late, had you?”
“Why, Mr. SmaJlweed, I”
“For heaven’s sake, Miss Gene
vieve, ” exclaimed the young man in
alarm, “don’t yawn! There was a
girl who yawned too hard the other
day and dislocated her jaw!"
With an effort she turned the
yawn into a laugh, and the idiot re
mained ten minutes longer.—Chi
cago Tribune.
Anatomical.
Heardso—l heard you drove down
to the club the other night and took
a hand. How did you leave the
game?
Saidso —On foot 1 New Ye**"
Journal
Tbbmss SI.OO A Tiab.l
SWEET FORGITMENOT. *T~2
Aure eyes a-twinkl..
Amber locks a-curl,
Silver laugh a-tinkls,
? Ji Shining teeth o’ pearl.
tf l When she is nigh ’ •K-*
5} I gaze and sigh. - * J
T"' I cannot fly <- r
'.'f 1 The spot. " \
There is no fairer blossom than *
My sweet forgetmenot. \ '
—pm-
Powts sing of beryls,
Gems of peerless hue. >. •-
Could they meet the perils v
In her eyes of blue,
Each captive wight
To be her knight
With wild delight
* Would plot,
Tor she can smile to witch the wsrM,
My sweet forgetmenot.
When the blossoms shimmer
In the dawn o’ May,
When her glee grows dimmer *
On our wedding day,
.And in my m-ide
I lead my bride,
May joy betide
Her lot,
The blossom o’ my heart for ays,
My sweet forgetmenot!
—Samuel Minturn Peck in Boston Transcript.
ENGLAND’S ARAB TROOPS.
A Scene Before a Battle In tlie Egyptian
Campaign.
The colonel’s words produced an
almost magical effect. With the
Arabs the fantasia must precede the
fight. So soon as the men heard
these wholly unexpected but to
them exceedingly welcome orders,
there was a scene of the most ex
traordinary excitement. In a mo
ment and of their own accord the
whole 580 men fell out of their ranks
and rushed off at full speed shouting,
brandishing their rifles and leaping
toward their huts, and there, as is
their custom before going to battle,
they donned the amulets that height
en courage and bring good fortune
in war, the armlets and necklaces of
their wives, and gave farewell em
braces to those dusky dames, whose
excitement was as great as their
own, for throughout all the hut en
campment now rose the shrill lulu
ing of the women and the din of
beating tamtams. But the men
wasted but little time in these tra
ditional observances. Even as they
had rushed off so did they soon
hurry back, and were again drawn
up before Colonel Parsons, ready
for the inarch and eager for the
fight and the loot’ng of cattle which
would be the reward of victory.
It was expected that they would
be about five or six days away, but
their commissariat arrangements
were very simple; they had with
them a few camels to carry skins of
water and a little flour. They had
no baggage of any sort; barefooted,
and clad in a scanty robe of white
cloth, each man carried with him
nothing but his rifle and ammuni
tion, and- was quite prepared, if
given his handful of flour a day and
a sufficiency of water, to march
from one end of the Sudan to the
other. Sons of the most warlike
tribes of the African Arabs—Haden
doa, Beni Amer and others—these
savage warriors presented a splendid
appearance as they stood there
drawn up awaiting the final order
that should let them loose, moving
restlessly, a murmur passing
through their ranks, like hounds
with the prey in sight still held back
by the leash, while their proud
chiefs, clad in their picturesque flow
ing robes of various colors, rode up
and down the line on their prancing
horses. A little distanoe off stood
all the women, still luluing, clapping
their hands and encouraging their
husbands with brave words. All the
warlike instincts of the race were
uppermost, and one felt that men
like these need no tighter discipline
than that which now controls them,
when fighting under their chiefs, to
make them a most formidable foe,
even if opposed to picked European
troops.
At last the short, quick word of
command was given, the bugle
eounded, and they were off, a 16
hours’ march between them and the
foe. It was a spectacle such as one
seldom has the fortune to behold.
The sun was just setting, a red disk,
on the edge of the broad plain, and
to the east the huge granite but
tresses and peaks of the Jebel Kas
sala glowed in various tints of lu
minous purple and copper brown.
As the bugle sounded the chiefs
waved their swords and spurred
their horses, the men gave a yell
and in a body broke into a quick
run, brandishing their rifles, leap
ing and cheering as before, and
rushed in the direction of the set
ting sun, across the plain of wither
ed grass, soon to disappear in the
clouds of dust they raised. So long
as they were in sight the women
lulued and the tomtoms beat. It was
indeed a very fine setting out for
battle. I think that had even the
most peaceable individual of those
who regard all war with horror been
present the contagion of that excite
ment would have found out in him
and made to tingle some hidden, un
suspected fiber of the old barbarian.
—Kussala Cor. London Times.
Ha Wan tad to Know.
The Employer (coldly)—Why arn
you so late?
The Suburbanite (guiltily)—There
were two wrecks on the track this
morning, and—
The Employer (testily)—Who wat
the other one? —New York Journal.
Her Suffering.
Hattie—What humbugs men are!
Harry tells me sometimes that he is
suffering for a kiss. The idea!
Carrie—Oh, but one can suffer for •
kiss! I have myself.
Hattie—Why, Carrie, what do you
mean?
Carrie—Mother saw me kiss Jack
Millings, and she wouldn’t let me see
him again for ever so long.—Boston
Transcript.
Cruel Disappointment.
Debtor—l want to pay that little bill
of yours.
Creditor (delighted)—All righk ®y
dear boy.
Debtor—But I ean't—Exchange. J
NO. 27.