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An Ordinance.
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b. i. ,»> mw " J ,f°“ d
cil of City oi Griffin thut trom h
ft^L-t^ e .P & Th«t h shall be unlawful for
aaVSereon to damage, injure, abuse or
iamtier with any water meter, spigot, fire
plug/curb box, or any other flx £? r ®
machinery belonging to the Water
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“SSSTfifin »•••>•’<“ fcr . -r
“gtea’fad B shal! te unl * wf ° l JS r ?° y
from any spigot or
other than those paid for by him.
4th. It shall be unlawfol tor any
to couple pipes to spigots unless
Sd for as an extra outlet.
P Sac. Sb. It shall be unlawful for any
person Io turn on water to premises or add
any spigot or fixture without first obtain.
ta&tSSSRW
person to allow their spigots, hose or
jCtaWaWI
any purpose whatever, unless there is a
meter on the service. Spigots and pipes
must be boxed or wrapped to prevent
freezing: they will not be allowed to run
for that purpose.
Sec. 7th- The employes of the Water
Department shall have access to the
premises of any subscriber for the purpose
ofßeading meters, examining pipes, fix.
tares, etc., and it shall be unlawful for any
person to interfere, or prevent their doing
so.
Sec. Bth. Any person violating any of
the provisions ofthe above ordinance shall
be arrested and carried before the Criminal
Court of Griffin and upon conviction shall
b 8 punished by a fine not exceeding one
hundred dollars, or sentenced to work on
the public works of the City of Griffin for
a term hot exceeding sixty days, or be im.
prisoned In the city prison for a term not
exceeding sixty days, either or all, in the
discretion of the court.
Bee. 9th. The employees of the Water
Department shall have the same authority
and power of regular policemen of the
City of Griffin, for the purpose of enforc
ing the above ordinance.
Sec. 10th. All ordinances and parts of
ordinances in conflict of the above are
hereby repealed.
An Ordinance.
An ordinance to prevent the spreading
of diseases through the keeping and ex.
posing for sale of second hand and cast off
clothing, to provide for the disinfection of
such clothing by the Board of Health of
the City of Griffin, to prescribe fees for
the disiniection and the proper registry
thereof, and for other purposes.
Sec. Ist Be it ordained by the Mayor
and Council of the City of Griffin, that
from and after the passage of this ordi
nance, it shall be unlawfol for any person
or persons, firm or corporation to keep
and expose for sale any second hand or
cast off clothing within the corporate lim
its of the City of Griffin, unless the said
clothing has been disinfected by the Board
of Health of the City of Griffin, and the
certificate of said Board ot Health giving
the number and character of the garments
disinfected by them has been filed in the
office of the Clerk and Treasurer of the
City of Griffin; provided nothing herein
contained shall be construed as depriving
individual citizens of the right to sell or
otherwise dispose of their own or their
family wearing apparel, unless the same
is known to have been subject to conta
geous diseases, in which event this ordi
nance shall apply.
Sec. 2nd. Be it further ordained by the
authority aforesaid, That for each garment
disinfected by the Board of Health of
Griffin, there shall be paid in advance to
said board the actual cost of disinfecting
the said garments, and for the issuing of
the certificate required by this ordinance
the sum oi twenty-five cents, and to the
Clerk and Treasurer of the City of Griffin
for the registry of said certificate the sum
of fifty cents.
Sec. 3rd. Be it further ordained by the
authority aforesaid, That every person or
persons, firm or corporation convicted of
a violation of this ordinance, shall be fined
and sentenced not more than one hundred
dollars, or sixty days in the chain gang,
either or both, in the discretion of tbe
Judge of the Criminal Court, for each of
fense. It shall be the duty of the police
force to see that this ordinance is strictly
enforced and report all violations the
Board of Health.
Sec. 4th. Be It further ordained by the
authority aforesaid, That all ordinances
and parts of ordinances in conflict here
with are hereby repealed.
An Ordinance.
Be it ordained by the Mayor and Coun
cil ot the City of Griffin, Tnat from and
after the passage ot thia ordinance, the fol
owing rates will be charged for the use of
water per year: ’ •
1. Dwellings:
One f-inch opening for subscribers’
use only . ...........$ 9.00
Each additional spigot, sprinkler,
bowl, closet or bath 8.00
Livery stables, bars, soda founts and
photograph galleries.. 24.00
x Each additional opening 6.00
■2. Meters will be furnished at the city’s
expense, at the rate of SI.OO per year
rental of same, paid in advance. A mini
mum of SI.OO per month wijl be charged
for water while the meter is on the service.
The reading of the meters will be'held
proof of use of water, but should meter
fail to register, the bill will be averaged
from twelve preceding months.
8. Meter rates will be as foltows:
7,000 to 25,000 gals, month. .15c 1,000
25,000 “ 50,000 “ “14c “
50,000 “ 100,000 “ “ 12c “
100,000 “ 500,000 “ “ 10c “
500,000 “ 1,000,000 “ “ 9c “
The minimum rate shall be SI.OO per
month, whether that amount of water has
been used or not
4. Notice to cut off water must be given
to the Superintendent of the Water De-
Paftment, otherwise Watet WUI Ch&rged
5. Water will not be turned on to any
unless provided with an approved
? P J±i Utecock locked in
““"“•Me potion.
.J; ??® w ‘J® Department shall have
the right to shut off water for necessary
thevranntr 0 ™ JP 00 016 B y® tem > and
babl r ( or a °y d anaages or re
bate by reason of the same.
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A HUMILIATED DONKEY.
One Who Wu Taught to Use hi» Foot,
Not Hi* Braiaa.
It is no reproach to bo called an ass. He
’ |s full of brains, pluck und will power,
and it is boastful to say that you have got
(1 the best of one of them. But I’m conceit
ed, I am, for I beat the most intelligent
Ma that ever made up its mind to humili
ate and trouble me. I hired him to go
1 camping in the Yosemite valley. I picked
, him out of a band of donkeys, and the
ground of ray selection was his cheapness.
The owner asked less for him than any
animal in the bunch.
He stood about to my belt, and I han
dled him as if ho was a baby, lifting him
up and dropping him for fun. That didn’t
seem to bother hiflt He slept, or dreamed
at least, right through it But one day
he fell to his knees when I let him down,
and I laughed at the sudden awakening.
That hurt tbe donkey's feelings. He
looked at me over his shoulder, his ears
pointed straight at me, and I believe he
took a secret oath to get even. At any
rate, from that time on he made my life a
burden.
He swelled whop I cinched on the pack.
He laid down in the dust when we were
in a hurry. Rolling on the pack, he broke
everything breakable, and during the night
he trampled upon and rolled on any pile
of goods that was left near. Whenever he
succeeded in doing any damage he seemed
to me to wear a malevolent smile, and the
hardest licking I Could give him failed to
remove the expression of triumph from
his face. No, sir; an ass is no ass. But
man isn’t, either—not all men.
One morning as I was packing him I
conceived a plan of revenge. I put on all
the, stuff in a round pack that would help
him roll; then I made the top flat—per
fectly flat and quite broad. When all was
ready, we started off, and I let him have
aft the rope he wanted. Hie took a lot. got
well ahead of the line and suddenly drop
ped, stretched out and rolled. He swung
over and over till at last he landed on the
flat top of the pack and stopped. There
he lay, head down and feet in air, kicking
and struggling, but unable to turn down.
He was caught. I ran up, and, sitting
down right at his head, I laughed. I guyed
him and shouted my delight in his face
upside down. It must have been tiresome,
but I was merciless. I let him stay there
for half an hour, while all the fellows got
around to help me make fun of the don
key. His ears gradually sloped and hung
loose and meek, dragging in the dusk His
eyes closed. At last he ceased to kick. He
kept quiet and gave in. Then I helped
him up.
It was the most humiliated looking don
key, I ever saw. His ears were in mourn
ing and he kept his face turned awa/. His
head hung low and his tall did not budge.
Os course we all guyed him all day, and
he seemed to acknowledge the corn abso
lutely.
But he wasn’t conquered. The next
morning he rolled on our cooking utensils,
and, though that cut his back a little and
bruised him, he had the satisfaction of
doing us Irreparable harm. But I wasn’t
through, either. I knew he wouldn’t roll
on his pack any more, and I thought I
could stop the other trick. The next morn
. Ing after we had cleared up our camp I
covered the smoldering ashes of the camp
fire with dust and grass and put on the
top of it all some old cans and rubbish,
straps, ropes and things. Then I turned
loose the ass and walked away. He
browsed along up to the rubbish, smelled
of it and smiled. His ears lay back hap
pily and he steered himself up beside the
pile. Then he sank upon it and rolled
joyously, viciously. He rolled the cans
flat and bored his way down through the
other stuff till he struck the ashes. His
spine cut deep into the Are.
He uttered a squeal and rolled out of
the fire and up to his feet, his back curved
high like a camel’s. There was a big
burned spot about as big as a saddle, and
it must have hurt, but the ass suffered
most in mind. He looked ashamed, cowed,
humiliated almost to death, and as we
laughed at him ho seemed to shrink up
into a ball. He never got over U. After
that he never used his head any more.
He was a good ass. Os course I knew he
meant to put both his hind feet at me
some day, but'they are patient, donkeys
are—so patient that this one 4 lost his
chance. I returned him before his time
came.—New York Commercial Advertiser.
Several Thing* at Once. t
The Philadelphia Record says that the
late Dr. William Pepper could dp several
things atonoe. He had two secretaries,
whom he kept busy, while perhaps at the
same time he examine*! several patients.
He worked on an average 18 hours. a day,
and when he began to feel the effects of
fatigue he would lie down on a couch or a
sofa and be sound asleep in a minute or
twa A nap of ten minutes would suffice
for several hours’ work to follow. It Is re
lated of him that on one occasion he called
to see a man suffering from some disease,
and, finding him asleep, the doctor lay
down by his side and was soon fast asleep
also. Curiously enough, although aa a
physician he advocated perfect regularity
at meals for bls patients, he did not him
self observe the rules he laid down for
others. .
The Exploit of » “iMdy."
A special request has been sent to the
ladles who reside in the Naval academy to
forego visiting the lower part of the acad
emy grounds, where the prisoners are lo
cated. In spite of this several of tbe ladies
walk in tbe neighborhood of the Spanish
quarters. One, a little less timid than
others, engaged in conversation with Eu
late, much to the discomfiture of the lat
ter, who appeared restless and uneasy at
the lady’s presence. She, not In the least
daunted, approached Eulate near enough
to cut a button from his coat. Eulate be
came Indignant, but with the taunt that
"you got your deserts,” the lady walked
off, triumphantly bearing her souvenir
button.—Baltimore Herald.
A Ereak of Fashion.
The London News the other day chron
icled this incident: “A fashionably dressed
lady, attired in white, with a large hat,
and carrying a varicolored ‘en-tout-caii,’
was to be seen walking down Parliament
street yesterday afternoon with a thin
chain around her waist, to the end of the
chain being attached a small live monkey,
which was holding on to her hip as best it
could."
Useful Material.
Lady Novelist (getting up copy)—Are
you on duty, my good man?
Sentay—Lor’ bless yer, no, mum! I’m
jest a-waitln for me chum, Lord Wolseley.
We’re a-courtln the cook an ’ousemaid
’ere!—Comic Cuts.
. Trade Terms.
The Everyday Girl—So she threw him
over, did she?
j The Bicycle Girl—Yes, she spilled him.
I —Philadelphia North American.
Gypsy Banelng Girl* of Sevilla.
In The Century Mr. Stephen Bonsai
writes of “Holy Week In Seville.”
He Says: On returning homeward
we enter a gypsy garden, where, in
bowers of jasmine and honeysuckle, the
Gaditan dancing girls disport them
selves as they did in the days of the
poet Martial. Penthelusa is as graceful
and as lissom today as when, in the
ages gone, she captured Pompey with
her subtle dance—as when Martial de
scanted upon her beauties and graces in
classic words centuries ago.
The hotel keepers in Seville are gen
erally very careful to introduce their
patrons only to gardens where the Bow
dlerized editions of the dance are per
formed, but I commend to those whe
think they can “sit it out” the archaic
versions which are danced naturally to
day, as they were in the days of the
Caesars, by light limbed enchainers of
hearts and flamenca girls with brown
skins and cheeks that are soft like the
side of the peach which is turned to the
ripening sun, and in their dark, lus
trous eyes you read as plain as print the
story of the sorrows and the joys of a
thousand years of living.
How they dance about with tbe grace
of houris, the abandon of maenads or of
nymphs before Actaeon peeped, and
now, when the dance is over, the mo
ment of madness past, they cover their
feet with shawls, that you may not see
how dainty they are, and withdraw se
dately and, sad from the merry circle
and sit for hours under thn banana trees,
crooning softly some mournful applet in
the crooked gypsy tongue.
Just Like a GlrL
He is a very young boy, His is the
age when a lofty contempt for the oppo
site sex manifests itself, the contempt
which usually finds merciless retribu
tion in later years.
His task of watching the baby was
not as distressing as it might haye been.
He had utilized the bassinet as a cra
dle and had found a place where the
floor sloped a little.
Behind the vehicle he extended him
self and with head on hand proceeded
to read a story paper. An occasional
pull at a string fastened to the rear axle
imparted the motion necessary to keep
the slumberer from waking. But the
baby soon had its nap out and began to
cry. The boy paid no attention to the
noise, and after awhile his sister came
to investigate.
“I suppose you are going to lie there
and wait for the baby to learn to talk
so it can tell you what it’s crying
about?”
“No;” he answered, “being able to
talk wouldn’t make much difference. ”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s a girl? Girls never
know what they’re crying about. It
just comes natural to them to do it.
Pearson’s Weekly.
He Turned the XAUgh.
President O’Hanlon of the Penning
ton (N. J.) seminary used to preach
every Monday morning at Ocean Grove,
and one of his regular hearers was
a good Methodist brother who used
to shout “Glory!” whenever anything
pleased him. Once in awhile this shout
would come in at an inopportune mo
ment.
After Dr. O’Hanlon had been preach
ing on Monday mornings for a number
of years ho arose one day to announce
his text. He introduced his remarks
with these words: “Brethren, I have
been preaching here at Ocean Grove on
Monday mornings for a number of
years, but some of these days when you
are gathered here I will be missing, for
the grass will be growing over my
grave.” Just then the shouter uttered
a shrill “Oh, G-l-o-r-y!”
Sedate as was that congregation, there
went up a hearty laugh. The doctor
was equal to the occasion. He put his
hands in his pockets, leaned back and
said, “Well, brother, what have you
got against me?” The laugh was turn
ed, order was soon restored, and the
doctor preached with his usual power
and acceptability.—New York Tribune.
The American* In Egypt.
Americans occupy an important posi
tion in extending the prosperity and
civilization of modern Egypt.
Not only do they form at least one
third of the tourists visiting Egypt, and
number some of the leading Egyptolo
gists, but the beneficent effect of their
missions and schools is everywhere ap
parent throughout Egypt. The magni
tude of their Christian operations may
be gathered from the fact that the
Egyptian mission of the American Pres
byterians has 100 stations, 20 churches
and 97 schools. Ask a little Egyptian
child where it has learned its English,
and it will very probably answer, “At
the American mission.” The mission
doctors, too, are of much service. An
English lady might have died on board
our mail steamer had a telegram not
been sent to an American mission physi
cian, who came on board, attended to
her and removed her to the hospital at
Assiut.—North American Review.
Mr. Boffin SanbUd by Dicken*.
“Dodd the Dustman, ” who founded
the barge race, meant to be the founder
of the Royal Dramatic college. He offer
ed the money to Benjamin Webster and
Charles Dickens and was not altogether
well treated in the matter. He was cer
tainly not an aristocratic donor, and the
source of the money might have been
materials for ridicule, but he certainly
merited more civility than he got. Web
ster shelved him rather shabbily, and
Dickenff’caricatured him as “Boffin, the
Golden Dustman.” —London Mail.
Will Core Him Eventually.
"I feel considerably encouraged about
Slusher.”
“Why, I thought you told me he was
incurable—that he smoked the nasty
little things incessantly, and they had
given him a constant cough. ”
“That’s why lam encouraged. The
cough is getting worse.” —Chicago
Tribune.
THE DOCTOR’B STORY
TRAGIC HISTORY OF JOE, HIS MOTHER
ANO THE BABY.
A* Early Profemlaaal Experience That
W«* BroogM Back to a Now York Pky
■teiaa'* Mind ky the Story at a Marder
la a Bowery Saloon.
“It’s a queer world," said a New
York physician a* he laid the morning
paper aside.
“What prompted that original re
mark?” asked a visitor.
“Well, I was just reading an account
of a stabbing affair, and it suddenly oc
curred to me that I had known the man
who did the killing " The doctor set
tled back in his chair, and the visitor
waited for the story After a few mo
ments it came.
“ When I first began to practice, I did
an immense amount of charity work.
Every fellow does that at the start for
experience, and later ho keeps it up for
humanity’s sake. 1 had pretty good suc
cess with children and made quite a
name down in the tenement districts—
and incidentally spent most of my pocket
money on my patients. That was before
the day of free sterilized milk for sick
babies and dozens of institutions for the
relief of the poor.
“One summer a woman began bring
ing a sick baby to me. A small boy,
about 8 years old, always came with
them and seemed to be fairly strong and
well, but the baby was a pitiful little
thing, with a thin, white face and big
blue eyes with a look of pain in them.
The woman seemed an ignorant, honest
soul and generally wore a thick, dark
veil to hide a black eye or great blue
bruise. It’s easy enough to figure out a
thing like that, you know, but she never
spoke of her husband or complained, so
I didn’t ask any questions. She brought
the baby often, and each time it looked
more waxen and scrawny, bull couldn’t
find out that the child.had any disease,
and all the symptoms pointed to a lack
of nourishment.
“At last one morning I said to the
mother that I believed the baby was
starving, and that I didn’t intend to
allow her to leave the office until she
had told me the truth about the affair.
She looked stubborn for a moment and
wouldn’t answer, but then the tears be
gan to roll down her braised, discolor
ed cheeks, and she confessed that she
didn’t have enough food to give the ba
by. She worked hard, but her husband
drank and took every cent she made
and beat her every day into the bar
gain. She was fond of the brute in
spite of all that and told me a long sto
ry about the heavenly nature the fel
low had before he began to drink.
‘ ‘Finally I told her I would give her
a quart of milk every day. I wouldn’t
give her the money because I didn't
covet the privilege of buying bad whis
ky for the husband, but I would pay
the nearest milk depot to shpply her
with a quart a flay. That would feed
the baby and leave some for little
Joe, who didn’t look quite so well as
he did when the two first began calling
on me. After that I didn’t hear any
more about the case for a week or twa
Then my friends turned up again. The
baby looked worse than ever, and the
woman’s face was a patchwork in blue
and green, but little Joe was quite rosy.
I didn’t understand. The baby was in a
bad condition, and I did what I could
for it After I left my office I went
down to the milk depot. The man said
my woman had had her quart of milk
every day.
“I puzzled over the thing that night.
The next morning the trio were at my
office. The baby’s blue eyelids were
closed, and I thought at first that it
was not breathing, but found a faint
flutter. I couldn’t see any reason for
such a state of things, so once more I
led the woman into my private office
and shut the door. Then I said:
“‘Now, look here. There’s a mystery
about this, and you’ve got to tell me
what’s the matter. That baby’s starv
ing to death, and I want to know what
you’ve done with the milk.’
“The woman looked scared and turn
ed pale between bruises. Then she gave
a sort of wail and jumped up, still
holding the baby.
“ ‘No, the baby didn’t have the
milk!' she said in a frantic sort of way.
‘I gays it |o little Joe. There wasn’t
enough to feed them both, and Joe be
gan to get sick, and I loved him better
The baby’s only a girl, and if she does
live shell be unhappy like me, and l
don’t love her like I Joe.l thought
both of them were going to die, and I
couldn’t live without Joe, so I gave
him the milk and just let the baby have
a little. Maybe you think I ain’t suffer
ed watching the baby, but I couldn’t
spare Joe. I couldn’t. Some day* he’ll
be a man, and I’ll be proud of him. A
man can do anything, but a girl would
just do what I’ve dona Joe shan’t die.’
i “She was screaming the words out
and seemed almost crazy. The thing
WM awfuL' It made me feel heartsick.
'“Why. You idiot,’ I said, ’why
didn’t you tell me? I’d have looked out
for Joetoa*
“Just then the baby opened itaeyea—
great, uncanny, weird eyes in the tiny
face. It stared at me in a miserable way
that made my heart come into my
throat. Then all the light died out of
the SJSS. but they still stared.
“There was no use saying anything
more to the mother. She ant down and
looked at the baby In a quiet, stunned
way. Then she reached out and put an
arm around little Joe and held him
tight. I told her I would keep cu pay
ing for the milk as long aa she wanted
it, and she and Joe and the baby went
home
“I never saw them again. When I
went to the house, they had moved, and
no one seemed to know where they had
gone. Joe’s the fellow who has just
murdered a man in a Bowery saloon. I
wonder what the girl would have been?
It’s a queer world. ’’—New York Sun.
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AN OPEN LETTER
To MOTHERS.
WE ARE ASSERTING IN THE COURTS OCR RIGHT TO
THE EXCLUSIVE USB OF THE WORD ••CASTORIA,’’ AND
••PITCHER’S CASTORIA,” AS OUR TRADEMARK.
/, DR. SAMUEL PITCHER, Hyannis, Massachusetts,
was the originator of “CASTORIA," fte faimc that
has borne and does now bear -r— on Mery
the sac- simile signature of wrapper.
This is the original “CASTORIA” w/hcA has been used in
the homes of the Mothers of America for over thirty years.
LOOK CAREFULLY at the wrapper and seethSwi
the kind you have always bought on the
and has the signature of wrap-
per. No one has authority from me to use my name except
The Centaur Company, of which Chas. H. Fletcher is President
Do No! Be Deceived.
Do not endanger the life of your child by accepting
a cheap substitute which some druggist may offer you
(because he makes a few more pennies on it), the in
gredients of which even he does not know.
“The Kind You Have Always Bought”
BEARS THE SIGNATURE OF
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Insist on Having
The Kind That Never Failed You.
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