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OLD TIME FLYCATCHIN 3. Primitive MetlMXl ft Getting Bid ®‘ «»• ftartlwmii Peeta. Newton M. Wilson. living one nile east of town, says a Scottsburg ( ad.) communication, has hanging in his arn an intereating keepsake in the shape of a flycatcher. It la not ao curious in it f4f as it is in showing the primitive methods resorted to by the farmers in early days to rid themselves of flies. It fa simply two smooth walnut boards, perhaps 80 by 12 inches, beveled at one end and fastened together by two whang cords strung through matched holes. In the antebellum days people never thought of keeping flies out of the house; the problem was to dispose of them as they swarmed through the rooms, making life miserable generally. In fact, the use of netting to prevent their ingress is of comparatively recent origin, the invention of this much need ed article dating back only 15 or 20 yean. -■ " As everybody knows, flies are excep tionally thick in farmhouses, even where screens are used, and when they are not they are almost intolerable. In the olden days the method most com monly employed in the country to de stroy the troublesome fly was the use of such instruments as the one described above. The boards were beveled and hung in such manner that by their weight they separated at the bottom, and thus hung in an inverted V shape. To attract the flies they were smeared with molasses on the inner surface. Thus prepared, they were suspended in convenient places about the house in kitchen, hallway, porch, which gen erally served as the summer dining place, and especially in passageways. It was a common duty of every member of the household when passing one of those catchers to clap the boards togeth er, thus mashing the flies which had collected thereon. The cook clapped them in the kitchen, the hands as they passed to and from the house at meal times did likewise, the whole household clapped them together hundreds of times a day, and thousands of pestiferous flies met their doom.—St. Louis Republic. TIP MARKS ON TRUNKS. The Luffrage Signale Used by Hotel Em ployees Abroad. Travelers whom every day brings back from the continent say that this season, more than ever, gives plentiful example of the Freemasonry which ex ists among continental hotel employees. Usually on board the boats from Calais, Boulogne and Ostend notes are compared by tourists who have covered the same ground and followed the same itinerary. The results are significant of “eye open ing. ” Some such colloquy as the fol lowing is often overheard : “My box and two portmanteaus were smashed fearfully by that villain of a porter at the Hotel des Bains, Villavilla, and my wife and I could get no attend ance. ” 4 “That is curious, for we were treated by all the servants most beautifully. May I ask you a question? Did you tip the servants properly at the previous place, Hotel de Luxe, Lucerne?” “No; I confess it was an oversight, but what has that to do with the Villa villa hotel?” * * Everything. Look at the hotel labels on your luggage. All on lower right hand comer. That implies that you are mean and illiberal. Now look at mine. All the labels in the upper left hand comer. That signifies liberality—treat this person well—encourage him—your politeness will be rewarded. My friend’s bag here has a label stuck right in the middle, and that means, ‘A good fellow —will tip, but very exacting—not easi ly pleased.' ” —London Mail. Tired Locomotives. Locomotives, like human beings, have their ailments, many of which defy the skill of those deputed to look after them, says the Toronto Mail. We hear of tired razors, a simple complaint which vanishes after a brief period of repose, but locomotives are apt to be tray indisposition even after a day’s rest and much oiling of the various parts. * * Two good engines may be made on the most approved principle. They may each cost —as those of the London and Northwestern railway d0—£2,200, and yet one will exhibit from the first a hardihood of constitution altogether wanting in its companion. A first class locomotive of 800 horsepower, costing £2,000, is expected to travel during its life 200,000 miles, or, say, 18,000 miles per annum for 15 years, yet now and then an engine is found so impervious to the assaults of time as to be able in its old age to do its daily work with all the zest and vigor of a youngster. An Ancient Prayer. Old John Ward, who was pilloried by Pope in the “Dunoiad,” and who actually stood in the pillory in the year 1727, when he was said to have been worth £200,000, was, nevertheless, a pious man. He had large estates in London and Essex and did not omit to pray for their welfare in the following manner: “O Lord, I beseech thee to preserve the two counties of Middlesex and Essex from fire and earthquake, and as I have a mortgage in Hertford shire I beg of thee likewise to have an eye of compassion on that county, and,, for the rest of the counties deal with them as thou pleasest!”—Household Words. Unworthy. “That man Davis is clearly not fit to be a father." “Why?” “His child is a week and a half old, and he hasn’t expressed the belief that it recognizes him. ” —Chicago News. Glass bricks are made extensively in Germany. They are blown with a hol low center, containing rarefied air, and they are said to be as strong and dura ble as clay bricks. They freely admit light * MAPLE SUGAR. Widespread Ignorance on the Par* es Consumers. Speaking of maple sugar brings to mind the fact that there is no product of the farm concerning which there is greater ignorance on the part of con sumers than maple sugar and sirup. It seems to be almost the universal opinion that maple sirup to be genuine must be dark in color and of a thick, heavy body. I have carefully studied this mat ter, and I am convinced that dealers in large towns and.cities are largely re sponsible for this. Maple sirup is one of the easiest things to “doctor. * * For in stance, a gallon of strictly pure, light colored maple sirup is received, and for eign substances, as cane sugar or glu cose, are added and three gallons made, and all are branded “pure maple sirup." Some years ago I stepped into a gro cery store in the city of Denver and in quired if they had any genuine maple sirup. “Oh, yes”—and I was shown cans branded “pure Vermont maple sirup. ” I asked the grocer if he would kindly let me taste a sample. He did so, and as I looked up I suspect he be gan to “smell mice” and asked if I was a manufacturer of the article. I said, “Yes, and I ship it every spring to your city.” Seeing he was fairly caught, he said: “The fact is I cannot fool you, I see. This sirup of ours was probably made in Chicago.” Last spring I sent a gallon by re quest to a pastor of a church in Brook lyn who in his boyhood days used to live on a farm in Chenango county and knew what real maple sirup was. We sent him a gallon of early make, of a light amber shade, and at once received word that the sirup was entirely ahead of any he had ever seen, and that it was an utter impossibility to procure such in the city. Why is it impossible? I know fine sirup Is made and shipped. The fact is, as I said before, the consumer is not allowed to taste that fine, light colored, genuinely pure article, for once he gets a taste of it the trade for the bogus ar ticle is gone. A few days ago a friend told me he sent a pound of fine sugar, made by one of our farmers, to his mother in Baltimore. The cake weighed 18 ounces, and as it went by mail it cost him 18 cents postage. The letter carrier who delivered it said it must be something valuable to pay so much postage. The lady said she could guess what it was. It was a cake of maple sugar her boy had sent her from New York. As the carrier lived close by the lady told him to come in during the evening and she would show him something good. He did so, but the moment he saw it he said: “You can’t fool me. That isn’t maple sugar. Maple sugar is always black.” She chopped off a cor ner and told him to sample it He de clared he had never seen maple sugar before and wanted the lady to write and order him 100 pounds. The sugar was shipped, cash received, and one man learned that maple sugar, in order to be genuine, need not be black as a stovepipe.—Country Gentleman. MEDITERRANEAN RENTS. Highest at Gibraltar and Lowest on the Island of Malta. In no place on the surface of the globe is rent so high as at Gibraltar, the rea son being that the geographical posi tion of the town precludes the possibil ity of its extended in any direc tion. A long, narrow strip of what was once seabeach is alone available for building purposes. All the rest is pre cipitous rock. Upon this narrow parapet, in some cases less than 100 yards in width, are crowded the homes of 25,000 people. As much as $lO a week is asked and obtained for the use of one small room, and this, too, in a place where the nor mal rate of wages is quite 10 per cent less than in America. Naturally the overcrowding is fearful, and, the water supply being scarce and intermittent, cleanliness of living as we understand it is almost impossible. No wonder that in the old days the plague and the cholera ravaged the “rock” with a virulence unknown in the filthy and pestilential cities of the far east. In Malta, on the other hand, house rent is ridiculously cheap. Anywhere outside of Valetta an excellent seven room house can be had for sls a year, while rates and taxes are unknown. The houses are built entirely of the cream colored stone of which the island is composed, and which is so soft that it can be cut with a saw into blocks or slabs of any desired size or shape. So while the Maltese builder is digging up his foundation he is at the same time getting out the material for his walls, his flooring and his roof.—Philadelphia Inquirer. Auburndale. “Until a few years ago a little^Wis consin hamlet was known simply as Hog Back, from the peculiar shape of a hill near there,” said a Milwaukee drummer. “Finally the citizens held an indignation meeting to wipe out the plebeian name and choose a better one. It was decided to honor the place by giving it the name of the oldest settler, a man named King. Somebody suggest ed ‘King’s Mills’ and another ‘Kings ville, ’ and so on, but the old man him self objected. Then it was agreed to name the town for one of Mr. King’s daughters, but he had seven of them, and jealousies promptly cropped out At last some genius noticed that all the girls were redheaded and suggested ‘Auburndale. ’ And Aubumiale it is to this day. ” —Troy Times. The Boaater Taken Dowa. A silly youth was bragging of his great friends in a mixed company, in which Douglas Jerrold was present, and said that he had dined three times at Devonshire House and never saw any fish at table. “I can’t account for it,” he added. ‘‘ I can, ’ ’ said Jerrold. “They ate it all up stairs. ” THE OLD FLYEOOK. It la Dearer t* the Aagl.r Them Any Other Poesaiiim. Is there anything closer to an angler’s heart than his flybook? I know of a case where a burglar, among c her things, took a flybook. He was arrested and speedily convicted and imprisoned. He cleared things out pretty well in the house, but the owner seemed to care for nothing about the missing fur coats, sealskin sacks, silverware and other valuable Lares and Penates, but he did bewail the loss of his book of flies. The other things he could buy again, but to get together such an assortment of valu able flies seemed to him an impossible thing. He had been years collecting them, picking up odd ones here and there, until, for quality and variety, his book could not be excelled. It was a fly storehouse, as it were. No matter where he intended fishing, or whether for trout, bass or salmon, he could always find a choice assortment to draw from with which to fill up a supplementary book. Although it was some time ago he yet bewails the loss of that flybook. Many have been the efforts to get track of it, but all in vain. He has gone to the expense of sending to the prison in a distant city and endeavoring to pre vail upon the convict to divulge the hiding place of the book, but without success. A persistent search of the pawnshops and periodical advertising have produced no better results. There were flies in that book for trout and salmon in Irish waters, flies for the salmon and trout of the Scotch lakes and the English streams and flies for the salmon of Norway. The favorites from Maine to California and from one end of Canada to another were collected in that wallet—anything and every thing, from the feather down midget with cobweb gut to the lordly salmon fly, absolutely irresistible to the lurk ing salmon deep down in the icy pools of the Cascapedia. There were flies in that book on which famous' bass, trout and salmon had been hooked, each fly carrying with it memories of battles fought from ca noes among the rushing, swirling wa ters.—Forest and Stream. MOONSHINER IN REAL LIFE. Quite Different From His Confrere as Seen on the Stage. The Kentucky moonshiner in real life does not resemble his counterpart, de scribed in novels and impersonated on the stage, in the least. He does not wear top boots and a slouch hat As a rule he is too poor to possess the former, and he is more apt to go barefoot or to amble along in a pair of wornout bro gans than to wear top boots. His hat is usually a torn straw ‘‘.Timmy 1 ’ and his clothes are yellow and faded with age. Regularly, on days when the grand jury meets in Louisville, a dozen or more of the moonshiners are presented for in dictment. They present a woebegone appearance as they pass along the streets in charge of the marshal. In their own poor homes in the mountains they are hospitable, but of the stranger ever sus picious. The latter may make his bed in the one room where the entire fami ly sleeps, but his request for a taste of liquor brings forth a statement that none is to be had this side of “the store. ’ ’ At the same time a still may be in operation within ten feet of his whereabouts. “The store” represents to the moun taineer all civilization. On winter mornings he will tramp to it through cold and snow to sell a few stiff rabbits and swap yarns not overbrilliant. One of the mountaineer’s chief sources of income is his honey, and this finds ready sale at *fthe store.” The moon shiner seldom,receives money in pay for his wares, but is paid in a bit of bright calico for his wife or a shoulder of ba con. If he can add to this a few pipe fuls of tobacco, he is well satisfied with the results of his labors.—New York Commercial. What Typhoid Fever Coats. A correspondent of the Washington Post gives the following appalling ty phoid statistics: Every year in the United States 400,000 people are sick with typhoid fever. Forty thousand of them die. They are sick 28 days on an average out of every 865 days. Thus we have 11,200,000 days of sickness from this disease. Every case of this sickness means one month, generally two months, of idle ness. If the wages of the patient are only 50 cents a day, there is a loss of sls a month. Generally this sickness means a loss of wages in two months’ time of S6O or SBO. The average loss of wages for six weeks would be SSO. • Add to this the doctor’s bill, which is any where from S6O to $lO0 —we will say S6O. If the patient lives in the city and has a trained nurse for only three weeks, there is another $45. Ten dollars for the prepared food, ice, milk, etc., brings this moderate bill up to $165. Multiply this by the number of people sick, and we can see every year in the United States $66,000,000 lost to pa tients by the inroads df this one disease. Looking Backward. “You must feel very happy in this lovely cottage you call you own. ” “How can I when I think of my fam ily that owned an estate of thousands of acres, with a castle and a whole regi ment of servants?” “Why, when did they lose it?” “During the eleventh century.”— Brooklyn Life. Stockport, England, boasts one of the largest Sunday schools in the world. The total number of scholars at present on the books is no fewer than 4,834, while there are 238 male and 195 fe male teachers—a grand army of over 5,000. ~ ■ It has been estimated that over 2,000,- 000 acres are devoted to the manufac ture of deer in Scotland and that about 5,000 stags are annually killed. THE MOUNTAIN MAID. Mm Had t» Kataral Anxiety, Which eha' Made MauUtat. As my horse, puffins? like k pdkjnias, ' drew me and ny buokhoard up tb<rlast sharp aooUvity of the mountain road that led out into the pass between the summits rising on either hand he would have exercised his privilege and stopped » moment to blow, but 100 yards ahead Os us I saw a bright bit of calico gleam ing in the morning sun, and, driving on, 'I came up to a buxom mountain maid sitting on a stump at a point where a footpath leading up from the valley met the main road. “Good mornin, ’’ she said before I had a chance to stop, and there seemed to be an anxious tone in the voice. “Good morning,” I responded, and I was on the point of asking her how far it was to the next place, a favorite man ner of starting a conversation on moun tain roads, when she broke in. . “Air you a preacher?” she asked. “No, ’ ’ I answered, with a smile, for 1 had never been asked that question be fore. “Nor a squi.„?” “Na” “Well, Jim Martin’s comin along this away party soon now, an I wuz jis’ axin so’s that wouldn’t bo no mis takes. ” “I don’t quite understand your ex planation, ” I said, completely in the dark as to what she was trying to get at “I reckon not, but I ain’t takin no chances, an I thought I’d better stop you while I had the chance.” “Thank you, I’m sure, but if you will tell me what’s up I may be able to know what you are talking about.” She laughed good naturedly. “Well, you see it’s this a-way,” she ■aid. “Jim, he’s been a-courtin an a-sparkin round me fer about two ye’r now, an last night he popped an says ez how es I’d be here this mornin ez he come along we’d go down to Logville an git hitched, an Jim’s mighty onreli able, an like’s not es wo got thar an the preacher ner the squire warn’t thar I’d never git Jim in the mind ag’in, so I kinder thought mebbeyou might be the squire er the preacher an I didn’t want you to git away. Es you meet Jim any wheres down the road, don’t tell him you seen me, fer I don’t want him skeert. ” —Washington Star. ABOUT THE WEATHER. Mr. Wlngleby Explains to Georgia About the Seasons. “You see, Georgie,” said Mr. Win gleby, whose youthful son had asked him how we camb to have different kinds of weather, “the weather is put up in tin cans, a day’s weather to a can, and usually they put up about a year’s supply ahead, enough to last through a spring, summer, autumn and winter. In filling the cans they sort it all out as well as possible. Sometimes when they get a can full there may be a little left over, and whatever remains in this way they throw into one lot. When they’ve got pretty nearly all the cans full and the regular stock of weath er has run out, they fill up from that lot of odds and ends. The cans so filled contain what is called variable weather, because it’s mixed, but most of the weather they get pretty well sorted out according to the season. “When they’ve got all the cans filled, they stack ’em up where they’ll be handy to get at, and there’s a man that does nothing but open them. Every day he cuts a can and pours out the weather for that day, and of course a great deal depends upon him. Sometimes this man gets careless and pulls down a lot of the wrong cans, getting them, say, from the July shelf in the month of April and likely as not getting down a week’s ■apply at once, so as to have them handy on the opening table. Os course he dis covers his mistake the first can he opens, but he is too lazy to put the rest back, and so he keeps on then until he has opened them all, and that’s how it comes about, as it sometimes does, that we get a hot spell at a season when we ought to have nothing but cool weather. “But of course those April cans are not lost. They must be around some where, and we get ’em later. Maybe the man will sprinkle them along with the hope that we won’t notice them much, but as likely as not he opens them one after another together, maybe after some terribly hot spell in July or August, when they are sure to be a blessed relief, and if he does this we are pretty apt to forgive him his mistake in April. ” —Louisville Courier-Journal. Clever Man. It is said of a contributor to some of the comic papers of the day that his wit shines more brightly in his speech than in his “copy.” “What a clever man that Tompkins is,” he said lately to an acquaintance, referring to a well dressed, ordinary looking man who had just passed him with a bow. “Clever!” echoed the other. “Why, I never heard of his saying or doing anything!” “That’s just it,” returned the writer, gravely. “Think of his being able to* live without saying or doing anything. I couldn’t ” —Youth’s Companion. XtS Usefulness. Mrs. Newlywed—That is our new burglar alarm. You see, if a burglar should get into the lower part of the house, that would ring. Her Mother—Oh, and scare him off? Mrs. -Newlywed (doubtfully)—Well, it might, but it would give Clarence and me plenty of time to hide in the attic anyway.—Pick Me Up. Whistling is tabooed in the dressing rooms of a circus. That it is an ill omen is one of the superstitions of the circus people. Somebody is sure to be discharged if any one whistles, they ■ay- More than 11,000,000 yards of tweed are used annually for clothing the male population of Loudon alone. “Na” | SEE I THAT THE RIA ■ Bfac-simile AVegc table Preparation for As- ■ SIGNATURE slmilatingtbeToodandlleCuta.- ■ iiijg lite Stomachs aiullJowclscf ■ OF Promotes Digestion,CheerFul- I ness and Rest Contains neither fl Opium. Morphine nor Mineral ■ jg Qjq- TT-IF I WRAPPER 1 ’ I I or eveby J ■ I BOTTLE OF A perfect Remedy for Cons lipa- ffl S ssh I B tion, Sour Stomach. 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Lt * ,Wa *l»e« 130 am 117 pm Ar Tennille .Lv 116 pm I ki!?** BUun 82$pm Ar Millan. Lv 1134 am f»‘*P* 600 am 6 00pm ArSavannahLt 8 4Samll ,B * - ■ —■ - ~ , i ■; •Daily, texoept Bunday. Train for Newnan and Carrollton leaveeGriflln at Su am, and 1 pw_dally arqep* Sunday. Returning, arrlvm In Griffln S2O p m and 12 40 p m dally except Sunday, nr further information apply to ■ C, 8. WHITTS, Ticket Agemt,.qrtßa, Ga. . PH»O. D, KLINK, 8«1 SupL,Sevsaash, G*OCL J. C. BAI LB. Gen. Fmmmnr Aeent. K. H. HINTON. Train* Manager, Savannah; Gc.iaaflo