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MARTHAS AND MAI YS
REV. DR. TALMAGE’S SERMON ON
HOOSEHOLD CARES-
Martha la the Kitehen and Mary la the*
Parlor—The Trial, of the Good Houk
k.«per-Ho« They May Be Overcome.
Homo Influence.
fCopyrUht. 1»». & A™***
Washington, Jan. o.—Dr. Talmage's
eerinon today goes through home life with
the tread qt one who has seen all its de
partments and sympathizes with all he
sees and has words of cheer for all wives,
mothers, daughters and sisters; text,
Lukex, 40: “Lord, dost thou not care that
my sister hath left me to serve alone? Bid
her, therefore, that she help me."
Yonder Isa beautiful village homestead.
The man of the house is dead, and his
widow is taking charge of the premises.
This is the widow Martha of Bethany.
Yes, I will show you also the pet of the
household. This is Mary, the younger sis
ter, with a book under her arm and her
face having no appearance of anxiety or
care. Company has come. Christ stands
outside the door, and of course there is a
good deal of excitement inside the door.
The disarranged furniture is hastily put
aside, and the hair is brushed back, and
the dresses are adjusted as well as, in so
short a time, Mary and Martha cun attend
to theso matters. They did not keep Christ
standing at the door until they were new
ly appareled or until they had elaborately
arranged their tresses, then coming out
with their affected surprise as though they
had not heard two or three previous
knockings, saying, “Why, is that you?”
•No. They-were ladies and were always
presentable, although they may not have
always had on their best, for none of us al
ways has on our best. If we did, our best
would not be worth having on. They
throw open the door and greet Christ.
They say: “Good morning, Master! Come
in and bo seated. ” Christ gid not come
alone.. He had a group of friends with
him, and such an influx of oity visitors
would throw any <3ountry homo into per
turbation.
I suppose also tho walk from the city
had been a good appetizer. Tho kitchen
department that day Was a very important
department, and I suppose that Martha
had no sooner greeted the guests than she
fled to room. Mary had no worri
ment about household affairs. She had
full confidence that Martha could getup
tho best dinner in Bethany. Sho seems to
say, “Now let us have a division of labor.
Martha, you cook and I’ll sit down and be
good. ” So you have often seen a great
difference between two sisters.
Mary and Martha.
There is Martha, hard working, nains
taking, a good manager, over Inventive of
some new pastry or discovering some
thing in tho art of cookery and house
keeping. There is Mary, also fond of con
versation, literary, so engaged in deep
questions of ethics she has no time to at
tend to the questions of household welfare.
It is noon. Mary is in the parser with
Christ. Martha is in the kitchen. It
wohld have been better if they had divided
the work* and then they could have di
vided the opportunity of listening to Jesus.
But Mary monopolizes Christ whllo Mar
tha swelters at the fire. It vis a very im
portant thing that they shou’d bavo a good
dinner that day. Christ wa- hungry, and
ho did not often have a luxurious enter
tainment Alas me, if the duty had de
volved upon Mary, what a repast that
would have been! But something went
wrong In the kitchen. Perhaps tho fire
would not burn, or the bread would not
bake, or Martha scalded -her hand, or
something was burned black that ought
only to have been made brown, and Mar
tha lost her patience, and forgetting the
proprieties of the occasion, with besweated
brow, and, perhaps, with pitcher in one
hand and tongs in the other, she rushes
out of the kitchen into the presence of
Christ, saying, “Lord, dost thou not care
that my sister hath left me to serve alone?”
Christ scolded not a word. If it were
scolding, I should rather have his scolding
than anybody else’s blessing. There was
nothing acerb. Ho know Martha had al
most worked herself to death to get him
something to eat, and so he throws a
world of tenderness into his intonation as
he seems to say: “My dear woman, do
not worry. Let the dinner go. Sit down
on this ottoman beside Mary, your youn
ger sister. Martha, Martha, thou art care
*ful and troubled about many things, but
one thing is needful.” As Martha throws
open that kitchen door I look in and see a
great many household perplexities and
anxieties.
First there is the trial of nonapprecia
tion. That is what- made Martha so mad
with Mary. The younger sister had no
estimate of her older sister’s fatigues. As
now, men bothered with the anxieties of
the store and office and shop, or coming
from the Stock Exchange, they say when
they get home: “Oh, you ought to be in
our factory a little while! You ought to
have to manage 8 or 10 or 20 subordinates,
and then you would know what trouble
and anxiety are!” Oh, sir, the wife and
the mother has to conduct at the same
time a university, a clothing establish
ment, a restaurant, a -laundry, a library,
while she is health officer, police and pres
ident of her realm! She must do a thou
sand things, and do them well, in order
to keep things going smoothly, and sdSher
brain and her nerves are taxed to the ut
most. I know there are housekeepers who
are so fortunate that they can sit in an
armchair in the library or lie on tho be
lated pillow and throw off all the care
upon subordinates who, having large
wages and great experience, can attend to
all of the affairs of the household. Those
are the exceptions. I am speaking now
of the great mass of housekeepers—the
women to whom life is a struggle, and
who at 86 years of age look as though
they were 40, and at 40 look as though
they were 50, and at 50 look as though
they wore 60. The fallen at Chalons and
Austerlitz and Gettysburg and Waterloo
are a small number compared with the
slain in the great Armageddon of the
kitbhen. Yq,u go out to the cemetery and
you will see that the tombstones all read
beautifully poetic, but if those tombstones
would speak the truth, thousands of them
Would say: “Here lies a woman killed by
too much mending and sewing and bak
ing and scrubbing and scouring. The
weapqp with which sho was slain was a
broom or a sewing machine or a ladlo. ”
Housekeeping Cares.
You think, O man of the world, that
you have all the cares and anxieties. If
the cares and anxieties of the household
should come upon you for one week, you
would be fit for the insane asylum. The
half rested housekeeper arises in the morn
ing. She must have the morning repast
prepared at an irrevocable hour. What if
tho fire will not light; what if tho mar
keting did not come; wbat if the clock
has stopped—no matter, she must have
she morning repast at an irrevocable hour.
Then the children must be got off to
school. What if their garments are torn;
wbat if they do not know their lessons;
wbat if they have lost a hat or sash—they
must be ready. Then you have all tho
diet of the day and perhaps of several
days, to plan, but what if the butcher has
sent meat unmasticablo, or the grocer has
sent articles of food adulterated, and what
if some piece of silves be gone, or some
favorite chalice be cracked, or tho roof
leak, or the plumbing fall, or any one of
a thousand things occur—you must be
ready. Spring weather comes, and there
must be a revolution in the family ward
robe, or autumn comes, and you must
shut out the northern blast, but what if
the moth has preceded you to tho chest;
what if, during the year, tho children
have outgrown tho apparel of last year;
what if the fashions have changed 1 Your
house must bo an apothecary’s shop; it
must boa dispensary; there must bo
medicines for all sorts of ailments—some
thing to loosen the croup, something to
000 l the burn, something to politico tho
Inflammation, something -to silence the
jumping tooth, something to soothe tho
earache. You must be in half a dozen
places at the same time, or you must at
tempt to be. If, under all this wear and
tear of life, Martha makes an impatient
rush upon the library or drawing room,
bo pationt, be lenient! O woman,
though I may fall to stir up an apprecia
tion in tho souls of others in regard to
your household tolls, let mo assure you,
from the kindliness with which Jesus
Christ mot Martha, that ho appreciates all
your work from garret to collar, and that
tho God of Deborah, and Hannah, and
Abigail, and Grandmother Lois, and Eliza
beth Fry, and Hannah More is tho God of
tho housekeeper! Jesus was never mar
ried, that he might be the especial friend
and confidant of a whole world of troubled
womanhood- I blunder. Christ was mar
ried. The Bible says that the church is
tho Lamb’s wife, and that makes me know
that all Christian women have a'right to
go to Christ and tell him of their annoy
ances and troubles, since by his oath of
conjugal fidelity he is, sworn to sympa
thize. George Herbert, the Christian poet,
wrote two or three versos on this subject:
The servant by this clause
Makes drudgery divine.
Who sweeps a room, as for thy laws,
Makes this and the action fine.
A young woman of brilliant education
and prosperous circumstances was called
down stairs to help in tho kitchen in the
absence of the servants. The doorbell ring
ing, she went to open it and found a gen
tleman friend, who said as he came in: “I
thought that I heard music. Was it on
this piano or on this harp?” She an
swered: “No. I was playing on a grid
iron, with frying pan accompaniment.
The servants are gone, and I am learning
how to do this work. ” Well done! When
will women in all circles find out that it
is honorable to do anything that ought to
be done?
Severe Economy,
Again, there is tho trial of severe econ
omy. Nine hundred and ninety-nine
households out of the thousand are sub
jected to it, some under more and some
under less stress of circumstances. Espe
cially if a man smoke very expensive ci
gars and take very costly dinners at the
restaurants ho will be severe in demanding
domestic economies. This is what kills
tens of thousands of women—attempting
to make 85 do the work of 87. A young
woman about to enter the married state
said to her mother, “How long does the
honeymoon last?” The mother answered,
“The honeymoon lasts until you ask your
husband for money.” How some men do
dole out money to their wivesF “How
much do you want?” “A dollar.” “You
are always wanting a dollar. Can’t you
do with 50 cents?” If the husband has
not the money, let him plainly say so. If
he has it let him make cheerful response,
remembering that his wife has as much
right to it as he has. How the bills come
in! The woman is the banker of the
household. She is the president, tho cash
ier, the teller, the discount clbrk, and there
is a panic every few weeks. This 30 years’,
war against high prices, thia perpetual
study of economics, this lifelong attempt
to keep the outgoes less than the income,
exhausts innumerable housekeepers.
Oh, my sister, this is a part of the Di
vine discipline! If it wore best for you,
all you would have to do would be to open
the front windows, and tho ravens would
fly in’ with food, and after you had baked
50 times from the barrel in tho pantry tire
barrel, like the one of Zarephath, would be
full* and the shoes of the children would
last as long as tho shoes of the Israelites in
the wilderness—4o years. Beside that this
is going to make heaven the more attract
ive in tho contrast. They never hunger
there, and consequently there will bo none
of tho nuisances of catering for appetites,
and in the land of the white robe they
never have to mend anything, and the air
in that hill country makes everybody well.
There are no rents to pay; every man owns
his own house, and a mansion at that. It
will not be so great a change for you to
have a chariot in heaven if you have been
in the habit of riding in this world. It
will not be so great a change for you to sit
down on tho banks of the river of life if in
this world you had a country seat, but if
you have walked with tired feet in this
world what a glorious change to mount
celestial equipage! And, if your life on
earth was domestic martyrdom, oh, the joy
of an eternity in which you shall have
nothing to do except what you choose to do I
Martha has had no drudgery for 18 cen
turies I I quarrel with the theologians who
want to distribute all the thrones of heaven
among the John Knoxes and the Hugh
Latimers and the Theban legion. Some
of the brightest thrones of heaven will bo
kept for Christian housekeepers. Oh, what
a change from here to there, from the time
when they put down the rolling pin to
when they take up the scepter! If Chats
worth park and the Vanderbilt mansion
were to be lifted into the celestial city,
they would be considered uninhabitable
rookeries, and glorified Lazarus would bo
ashamed to bo going in and out of either
of them.
Sickness and Trouble.
There are many housekeepers who could
get along with their toil if it were not for
sickness and trouble. Tho fact is, one
half of the women of the land arc more or
less invalids. The mountain lass who has
never had an ache or a pain may consider
household toll inconsiderable, and toward
evening she may skip away miles to the
fields and drive homo the cattle, and she
may until 10 o’clock at night fill the house
with laughing racket. But, ph, to do the
work of life with womout constitution,
when,whooping cough has been raging for
six weeks in the household, making the
night as sleepless as the day! That is not
ao easy. Perhaps this comes after the
nerves have been shattered by some be
reavement that has left desolation in every
room of tho house and set the crib In the
garret because the occupant has been
hashed into a slumber which needs no
mother's lullaby. Oh, she could provide
for tho whole group n great deal better
than she can for u part of the group, now
the rest are gone! Though you may tell
her God is taking care of those who are
gone, it is motherlike to brood both flocks,
and one wing she puts over the flock in
the house; the other wing she puts over the
flock in the grave.
There is nothing but tho old fashioned
religion of Jesus Christ that will take a
woman happily through the trials of home
life. At first there may be a romance or a
novelty that will do for a substitute. The
marriage hour has just passed, and the per
plexities of the household are more than
atoned by tho joy of being together and
by the fact that when it is late they do not
have to discuss the question as to whether
it is time to go. Tho mishaps of toe
household, instead of being a matter of
anxiety and reprehension, are a matter of
merriment—the loaf of bread turned into
a geological specimen, the slushy custards,
tho jaundiced or measly biscuits. It is a
very bright sunlight that falls on the cut
lery and the mantel ornaments of a new
home.
But after awhile tho romance is all
gone, and then there is something to be
prepared for tho table that tho book called
“Cookery Taught In Twelve Lossons”
will not teach. ThaVeocipt for making it
is not a handful of this, a cup of that and
a spoonful of something else. It is not
something sweetened with ordinary con
diments or flavored with ordinary flavors
or baked in ordinary ovens. It is tho loaf
of domestic happiness, and all tho in
gredients come down from heaven, and
the fruits are plucked from the tree of
life, and it is sweetened with the new
wino of tho kingdom, and it is baked in
tho oven of homo trial. Solomon wrote
out of his own experience. Ho had a
wretched home. A man cannot bo happy
with two wives, much less 60(1* and he
says, writing out of his own experience,
“Better is a dinner of herbs where love is
than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.”
■ Home Influence.
How groat are tho responsibilities of
housekeepers! Sometimes an indigestible,
article of food by its effect upon a king
has overthrown an empire. A distin
guished statistician says of 1,000 unmar
ried men there are 38 criminals, and of
1,000 married men only 18 are criminals.
What a suggestion of homo influences!
Lot the most bo made of them. House
keepers by the food they provide, by the
couches they spread, by the books they in
troduce, by the influences they bring
around their home, are deciding the phys
ical, intellectual, moral, eternal destiny
of the race. You say your life is one of
sacrifice. I know it. But, my sisters,
that is tho only life worth living. That
was Florence Nightingale’s lifo; that was
Payson’s life; that was Christ’s lifo. Wo
admire it in others, but how very hard it
is for us to exercise it ourselves! When
in Brooklyn young Dr. Hutchinson hav
ing spent a whole night in a diphtheritic
room for the relief of a patient became
saturated with the poison and died, we all
felt as if we would like to put garlands on
his grave; everybody appreciates that.
When in tho burning hotel at St Louis
a young man on tho fifth story broke open
the door of the room where his mother
was sleeping and plunged in amid smoko
and fire, crying, “Mother, where are you?”
and never came out, our hearts applauded
that young man. But how few of us have
the Christlike spirit—a willingness to
suffer for others.
A rough teacher tn a school called upon
a poor, half starved, lad who had offended
against the laws of the school and said,
“Takeoff your coat directly, sir!” Tho
boy refused to take it off, whereupon the
teacher said again, “Take off your coat,
sir!” as he swung the whip through the
air. The boy refused. It was not because
he was afraid of the lash—he was used to
that at home—but it was from shame—
he had no undergarment—and as at the
third command he -pulled slowly off his
coat there went a seb through the school.
They saw then why he did not want to re
move his coat, and they saw the shoulder
blades had almost cut through the skin,
and a stout, healthy boy,rose up and went
to tho teacher of the school and said: "Oh,
sir, please don’t hurt this poor fellow!
Whip me. See, he’s nothing but a poor
chap. Don’t hurt him. He’s poor. Whip
me.” “Well,” said the teacher, “it’sgo
ing to boa severe whipping. lam willing
to take you as a substitute.” “Well,” said
the boy, “I don’t care. You whip me, if
you will let this poor fellow go.” The
stout, healthy boy took the scourging with
out an outcry. “Bravo!” says every man.
“Bravo!” How many of usaro willing to
take the scourging, and the suffering, and
the toil, and the anxiety for other people?
Beautiful things to admire, but how little
we have of that spirit! God give us that
self denying spirit, so that whether we are
in humble spheres or in conspicuous
spheres we may perform our whole duty,
for this struggle will soon be over.
The Christian Housekeeper.
One of the most affecting reminiscences
of my mother is my remembrance of her
as a Christian housekeeper. She worked
very hard, and when we would come in
from summer play and sit down at the
table at noon I remember how she used to
come in with beads of perspiration along
the line of gray hair, and how sometimes
she would sit down at the tabla and put
her head against her wrinkled hand and
say, “ Well, tho fact is, I’m too tired to
eat. ” Long after she might have delegat
ed this duty to others, sho would not be
satisfied unless she attended to the matter
herself. In fact, wo all preferred to have
her do so, for somehow things tasted bet
ter when she prepared them. Some timo
ago in an express train I shot past that
old homestead. I looked out of the win
dow and tried to peer through the dark
ness. While I was doing so one of my old
schoolmates, whom I had not seen for
many years, tapped me on tho shoulder and
said, “De Witt, I see you are looking out
at the scenes of your boyhood.” “Oh
yes,” I replied, “I was looking out at tin
old place where my mother lived and
died.” That night in the cars the who)
scene came back to me. There was t !>■
country home. There was tho noom:
table. There were the children on either
side of the table, most of them gone nev.tr
to come back. At ono end of the table,
my father, with a smile that never left his
countenance even when he lay in his coffi n
It was an 84 years’ smile—not the smile
of inanition, but of Christian courage and
of Christian hope. At the other end of tho
table was a beautiful, benignant, hard
working, aged Christian housekeeper, my
mother. She was very tired. I am glad
she has so good a place to rest in. “Blessed
are the dead who die in the Lord. They
rest from their labors, and their works do
follow them.” '
No Sunday Labor In Knoll
Under a new imperial ukase in Btusia
labor upon Sundays or on the 14 gr&t
feast days of tho Greek calendar is to bo
severely punished. Hours of labor are rc
stricted to 8 for children and 11 for adults,
and to 10 hours on Saturday.
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MEASURING OF VELOCITY.
PhokjnphlhS In the One Hundred Thou
sand-h Fart of a Second.
Tho new \ thotoehronograph, designed
for the Unite I States government to test
the velocity of cannon balls, has been
completed by Professor Jahn A. Brashear
at his Alleghany workshops. George
Squire, lieutenant of artillery at Fortress
Monroe, has gone to Pittsburg to inspect
the now apparatus. The now machine is
the second ono made for tho government •
by Professor Brashcar and has many val
uable improvements over the first one, al
though the main principles have not been
changed. Lieutenant, Squire and Dr.
Crehore, opo of the inventors, have severe
ly tested tho wonderful apparatus, and it
has met all tho expectations of the govern
ment experts. It is very simple, but is
possessed of great accuracy.
In the present Instrument but one sin
gle lever is used to fire the gun, to start
the tuning fork to vibrate, to open the
main shutter and also to release tho elec
tric connections which throw the beam of
light on the photographic plate. That is,
as soon as tho lever is pulled the cannon is
fired to strike a wire at any point desired.
This opens, the way to tho photographic
plate, which is rotating 1,500 revolutions
per minute. A streak is made on the pho
tographic plate, the length of which is de
termined by tho rapidity with which the
ball is moving, as also tho point at which
the ball cuts the second wire, where it in
sb ntly strikes off tho beam of light.
As this distance can be readily measured
the question is to determine how long the
ball is between the two wires. Before the
cannon ball strikes tho first wire in front
of the cannon a tuning fork is set in vi
bration and through a delicate opening in
a small diaphragm on one of the prongs
of the tuning fork' a powerful beam of
light is sent on to the photographic plate.
The vibrations of the tuning fork are
known exactly and as this makes a sinu
ous stream of light alongside of the streak
produced by the moving cannon ball it is
only a question of measuring the vibra
tion of the tuning fork covered by this
streak, as also tho fractions of a vibration.
In measuring the fractions of the vibra
tions of a tuning fork is where tho most
delicate work comes in.
After tho photographic plate is devel
oped it is placed under a divided circle and
the relations of the two photographic
streaks are measured with a micrometer.
So exact has this method been found that
the movement of a ball two or three inch
es can readily be timed.
Hereafter measurements of such short
intervals have been impossible, for tho
’reason that no photographic shutter that
had weight could be moved in such a brief
space of time, and in this point lies the
beauty of the new invention. Instead of
moving something that has mass the light
from an electric are impinges on two
Nicols prisms which lie at right angles to
one another. In this position it is impos
sible for light to pass through at all, and
it was Dr. Crehore who discovered that if
a powerful current of electricity be passed
through a coil placed between these Nicols
prisms the light itself can be rotated with
out rotating the prisms. It can be readily
seen that the electricity acts as a shutter,
and os an electric current has no weight it
can be moved in an incredibly short
space of time. And even with the lag
that accompanies all motion any view last
ing over tho hundred-thousandth part of a
second can be photographed.
The instrument made last year proved
so Valuable at Fortress Monroe that the
new machine was ordered for the Sandy
Hook testing ground. Not only can tho
velocity of cannon balls bo determined be
tween any two points outside the cannon’s
mouth, but it can be measured within the
cannon. Formerly any attempts in this
direction were rather unsuccessful, and
tho way it was done was quite destructive
to the gun, as a foot at a time was cut off
from the end so as to determine the mo
tion at each point. It is only necessary
now to place a stout wooden ramrod
against the ball, place copper rings around
the ramrod and make connection with
these rings by electric brushes at the muz
zle of the gun.—Pittsburg Dispatch.
An Elephant’s Practical Joke.
In 1870 a near relative of mine was
head of tho Indian military police, and his
winter circuit comprised the Looshai
country and hill tracts. Herds of wild
elephants abounded in the district, which
contained two Important kheddahs. The
greater part of our tour was made by wa
ter, and once we were detained several
days in the bed of a river, through the in
sufficiency of water for the draft of ouf
boats. Some of them lay high and dry,
but the office boat, which consisted of a
single cabin, With large doqrs fore and
aft, was in the stream. My friend sat in
this cabin, absorbed in official correspond
ence, while we explored the shores. Sud
denly looking up, he was dismayed to find/
a herd of about 40 wild elephants, headed
by a vicious looking leader, gazing steadi
ly at the boat and its solitary occupant.
Stqut soldier as he was, he watched the
leamar with considerable trepidation, for
on his action depended that to be adopted
by the herd. To his immense relief, after
a trumpet or two, the leader turned dis
dainfully and crossed tho stream? He
breathed a sigh of relief and had forgotten
his lucky escape In the absorption of work
when, swish! through the cabin came
dash after dash of water. On the opposite
side stood tho leader and his herd, with
well filled trunks. One after tho other
administered the shower bath and then
retreated, leaving my friend thoroughly
ducked and very rueful over the damp
condition of his government papers and
surroundings, but thankful for his escape
from a worse fate than a wetting.—Marie
A. Millie in St. Nicholas.
Sent to Jail For Eating Meat on Friday.
Police Magistrate Ifenohue surprised
the loungers about police court this morn
ing when he sent John Burns, a Catholic,
to jail for eating meat on Friday. Early
this morning Burns went into a restau
rant on Ferry street and ordered beef
steak. Burns got into an altercation with
Stephen Johnson, a negro waiter, and both
were arrested. When arraigned before the
magistrate, the men told different stories.
“Burns,” said'the magistrate sharply,
“what church do you go to?”
“This ain’t no place to talk religion,”
replied Burns. ♦
“Never mind about that. What church
do you go to?”
“Aw, well, I go to St. Francis.”
“I thought so. Burns, I’ll send you to
Jail for eating meat on Friday. Johnson,
you’re discharged. ”
Burns will have to stay in jail until
next Tuesday.—Troy Dispatch in New
York Sun.
« , A Cynical View.
“Uncle Dick, what’s > banquet?”
“Well, it is when a lot of men are
pleased with another man, and they all go
and get something good to cat.”—Detroit
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We have just supplied our Job Office with a complete line of Stationer*
kinds and can get up, on short notice, anything wanted in the Way or
LETTER HEADS, BILL HEADS
STATEMENTS, IRCULARS,
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ENVELOPES, NOTES,
MORTGAGES, PROGRAMS,
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Our prices for work of all kinds will compare favorably with those obtained ron
any office in the state. When you want job printing of’sny dficripticn pve bi
call Satisfaction guaranteed.
ALL WORK DONE
With Neatness and Dispatch.
Out of town orders will receive j
prompt attention
J. P. & S B. Sawtell.
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Schedule in Effect Dec. 12, 1897.
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Daily. Dally. Dally. . aranon. Daily. Daily. Dally.
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836 pm 4 46pm 8 28am LvJonesboroAr 6B2pm 1030 am 6s6am
815 pm 8 28pm 907 am Lv Griffin Ar lllpa 9s4w dfeam
946 pm 600 pm 9 40am Ar BarnesvilleLv 5 42pm 918 am 647 am
t7 40pm tl2<>spm Ar.... Thomaston. Lv 7236 pm 7800 am
10 It pm 628 pm 10 12 am ArForsythLv 614 pm 8 Mam 6IT am
1110 pm 720 pm 1110 am ArMacon.Lv 4U pm 800 am <»« *
1219 am 810 pm 12 08pm Ar ...Gordon Lv 6Mpm T»am »»am
78 60 pm 71 15 pm Ar MilledgevilleLv 76 39am
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Train sor ■ Wewnan, Oarrollton and Cedartown leaves Grifln at 8«5 am. and IjO pm
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