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THE TIMES-RECGRDER.
Daily, Per Annum
Weekly, Per Annum
THE AMHRICUS RECORDER
Established 1579.
THE AMERICUS TIMES
Established 18&0.
Ccnsolidated April 1891. J
Editors:
•i iiOMAS GAMBLE, JR.,
J t.AXK T. LONG. |
W. L. DUPREE,
Advertising and Subscription Manage'
J. W. FURLOW,
City Editor. I
OFFICIAL ORGAN:
City of Americus.
Sumter County.
Webster County.
Railroad Commission of Georgia For
Third Congressional D.s'rict.
U S. Court Southern District of
Georgia.
Americus, Ga.. May 4, 1011.
♦ THF SUNT OF SIMPLENESS. ♦
O little saint of simpleness, come in
come in and make
Our lives a little simpler for the sake
of living’s sake!
A taste for simpler happiness and sim-.
pier ways to find
Contentment for the spirit and amuse
ment for the mind.
O little saint of simpleness,
Be thou at each one’s door
To help us see how beautiful
Life even if it poor!
The roaring world of energy and mer
riment and vice,
Is teaching us that luxury is all there
is of nice,
But if a little saint like thou were at
our sides each day
Perhaps the pity of it all might fade
and fall away.
O little saint of simpleness.
To thy shrine let us come
For gentle, holy litanies
When brazen trumps are dumb!
Beside our gates, O little saint, thy
shrine of wayside bloom
Erect that every wind that blows may
waft us its perfume;
And help us through its simple grace
to make onselves content
With toiling and a little love and
home’s sweet sacrament.
Ah, little saint of simpleness,
Were that a fact, then we
Could want no other shrine to kneel,
No other saint but thee!
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4- THE BLOW AND THE BLOOM ♦
(The Bentztown Bard.)
Life strikes a blow, but love comes by
and heals it with a bloom;
The dark road leads unto the dream as
well as to the gloom.
So lift, oh heart, and let us take
The bitter with the sweet
Till in some morn of far-off joy
The roses reach our feet.
Hard fate sometimes to face the fight,
but when the battle’s won
How sweet the laughter and the peace,
the brightness of the sun!
The combat deepens down the years
But for each blow we bear
Love bids us smile between our tears
To dream 3 of violets there.
As from an unseen hand it comes,
when least expected, too,
But for each blow, the dear Lord sends
a blossom through the dew.
So many, and still more? Ah, yes!
But look up, all is well —
The last blow brings the lily, dear,
And then the asphodel!
Why i 3 a Mexican revolution?
This May air is like champagne.
The panhandler flourishes always.
Those Americus bonds iwill go like
hot cakes.
Much success to the work of oiling
Lee street.
And to think, the Georgia legisla
ture opens next month.
Soon there will be volumes of remin
iscenses of the Mexican war.
You want to hurry if you wish to
enter the Times-Recorder contest.
# ’
The Andersonville-Thorrtasville hign
way will be the highway for real in
terest.
Mr. Bryan no doubt thinks that the
house could riot have been organized
without his presence.
Now won't we be proud of Americus
with her newly paved streets and her
larger water and sewerage system!
• If you survive all automobile acci
dents safely, then get an aeroplane and
take a few flights through the air.
With a Republican president and a
Democratic house it may be difficult to
tell who deserves credit for extra ses
sion legislation.
Three St. Louis girls are in love
with one baseball player, the lucky
fellow having made a three-base hit
as it were. —Valdosta Times.
Senator Joe Terrell has gone toi
Washington. He says he is in the race
to the finish—and we are wondering
whether it will be his or Hoke’s. —-
Nashville Herald. .
Trade with home merchants when
ever it is possible to do so, especially
those that are liberal enough in their
business policy to solicit your trade
through the local paper. You can al
ways depend upon it that they are also
liberal in giving you value received for
' our money—Vienna News.
SPECIAL EDITION FOR THE EARLY FALL.
The postponed Special Edition of The Times-Recorder will be published
1 in the early fall, during the month of September, just when the wheels of
business are beginning to revolve again with their accustomed vigor,
after the rest of the closing summer days.
The Special Edition, by reason of its postponement, will be all the more
complete, all the more exhaustive, all the more a better presentation of
vhat Americus, Sumter county, and the counties adjacent to Sumter have
to offer to the business man and the home-seeker looking about for a lo
cation.
It will take on a three-fold nature. It will be a Special Edition for
the Tourist, it will be a Special Edition for the Agricultural Home-Seeker,
it will be a Special Edition for the Investor.
During the summer months It is the purpose of The Times-Recorde.-
to have special photographs taken of all the finest crops in Sumter and
the adjacent counties. To that end we solicit the aid of our readers. We
want the attention of The Times-Recorder called to every particularly fine
crop that is made in this section, of cotton, of corn, of oats, of tobacco, of
watermelons, of canteloupes, of potatoes, of sugar cane, of anything, ii j
fact, that is a crop in this territory. AVe will arrange to have photographs
taken, and from these will be made the illustrations for the Special Edition. |
Every cut that enters Into the special we want new and fresh, represent
ing conditions as they are at this immediate time. No stock cuts, but pic
tures “fresh from the bat” as it were, that will convey some adequate idea
of the progress that Sumter county and its sister counties have made in
various lines.
This Special Edition is to be made a thoroughly representative one. It
will tell about the agricultural development and possibilities of Sumter, Lee,
Webster and Schley counties, it will tell all about their industries, it will
tell all about their various public features that may be of interest to the |
general public.
It will be the bigger and the better for the delay, and it will appear just j
at the opportune time, when the brisk activity of the fall trade is about to
be resumed, when the crops are moving, when life is full of vim and hope
fulness, when the eyes of the North and the West are again turned in this
direction, when investors are looking for places to put their money, mair.-
cturers for tempting locations, farmers for new plantations, mechanics and
merchants for openings that are inviting.
This ISpecial Edition will be prepared by the regular staff of The Times-
Recorder. They will give it intelligent attention. It will be a work of love
with them, as well as of business. Its purpose will be to aid in the pro
motion of the welfare of the city and county that The Times-Recorder
Peculiarly represents. It will be a paper that Americus and the surround
ing country will feel a pardonable pride in sending out to the world. It will
be a picture that will be a truthful story, a picture that will do much to
hasten the incoming of wealth and business and truly desirable immi
grants.
♦ SOME ♦
♦ MORNING SMILES. ♦
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Not Looking for a Banquet.
Tramp—Kin I get a bite to eat here?
Woman —Yes, if you’ll saw that pile
of wood.
j Tramp (sizing up the job)—l ain’t
askin’ for no $lO-a-plate banquet. lady.
—Boston Transcript.
Blowing Off Steam.
“How long doe§ this train stop in
] Sleepy Eye,” asked the old lady of the
conductor. “From two to two to two
: two,” replied that hurried gentleman.
“My, does that man think he is the lo
comotive,” was her surprised com
ment. —The Mirror.
Changed His Order.
In a little restaurant where the wait
er insists upon slamming down your
i plate or saucer, a man had ordered a
! sandwich and a cup of coffee. Then he
decided to put an addendum to his
, order.
“Gimme a plate o’ that country sau
sage, too,’’ he told the waiter.
Just then the accident happened.
ISomebody stepped on the tail of a
small, anaemic looking yellow dog that
had followed another customer into the
restaurant. The dog gave three (stac
cato yelps.
“Just countermand that order for
sausage,” growled the man with the
face. “I didn’t know you had to go and
make it.”—Washington Star.
A Pertinent Question.
In a Southern town one morning a
negro called upon a neighbor. He was
met at the door by his friend’s wife
and the dialogue ran something like
this:
“Kinder cold dis mawnin’,”
“Kinder. Think mehbe it’s gwine to
rain.”
“Mabbe it is. Is Dan in?”
“Shor! he’s in!”
“Kin J see him?”
“No, sirree!”
“But I want to see him had."
“4’s sorry, but you can’t see him.
Dan's dead.”
“Go ’way. You's jokin’,”
“No, I ain’t jokin’. He’s dead all
right.”
“He die sudden?”
“He die very sudden.”
“Yo’ sure ’bout dat?"
“Jest as shore as I kin be.”
At this point the caller hesitated a
moment and then added:
“He say anything ’bout 'a bucket o’
whitewash befo’ he died?”—Lippin-
I
cott's Magazine.
Too Much Ceremony.
A Cincinnati drummer happened to
be put at a table at Columbus with a
number of legislators, and the courtly
way in which they addressed each oth
er greatly bored the commercial trav
eler, says an exchange. It was “Will
the gentleman from Hardin do this?”
and “The gentleman from Franklin do
that ” They invariably spoke to each
other as the gentleman from whatever
country they happen to hall from.
For ten or fifteen minutes the drum
mer bore it in silence.
Then he suddenly crushed the states
men by singing out in stentorian tones
to the waiter," “Will the gentleman
from Ethiopia please pass the butter?”
That ended the “gentleman froin”|
business.
♦ THOUGHTS FOR TODAY. ♦
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Hope springs eternal in the human
breast;
Man never is, but always to be blest, !
The soul, uneasy and confined from
| home,
i Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
—Alexander Pope.
While man is growing, life is in de
crease;
And cradles rock us nearer to the
tomb.
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Our birth is nothing but our death be
gun. —Young.
Words are men’s daughters, but
God’s sons are things.—Samuel Mad
den.
,Our youth we can have hut today,
We may always have time to grow old.
Bishop Berkeley.
We live in deeds, not years; in
thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
We should count time by heart-throbs.
He most lives
Who thinks most, feels the noblest,
acts the best. —Bailey.
♦♦♦♦♦♦*♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦
♦ THE LAND OF DREAMS. ♦
(Christine Davis.)
The sun is going to sleep, dear,
Out in the golden west,
Shutting his great bright eye a while
To the let the tired world rest.
The birds are softly crooning
Love songs sweet and low,
And the night winds rock the rosebuds
Gently to and fro.
So close up your sleep eye, dear,
And list to my lullaby;
I will tell you about the dreamland
You will go to by and by.
See, here is a ship of moonbeams
Sailing across the floor,
It will bear you away before you can
think,
Right to the Dream King's door.
A troop of laughing faries
Will lead you to the King,
And you shall dance among the flowers
And hear the faries sing.
So close up your eyes and hurry away
While the fairy lamp still gleams;
But you’ll come back home in the
fnorning
From the beautiful land of dreams.
Not Permanent.
“Doctor, I wish you had not pre
scribed rock and rye for John's case of
influenza.”
“Did it not cure him?”
“Yes, but he has had one relapse af
ter another ever since.”—Houston
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♦ STORIES ♦
♦ WORTH READING. ♦
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Argument From Analogy,
A hungry customer seated himself at
i table in a quick-lunch restaurant
and ordered fe; chicken pie. When it
arrived he raised the lid and sat gaz
ing at the contents for a while, says
Everybody’s. Finally he called the
.waiter.
“Look here, Sam,” he said, “what did
I order?”
“Chicken pie, sah.”
‘‘And what have you brought me?’ j
“Chicken pie, sah.” i
“Chicken pie, you black rascal!” the
!customer replied. “Chicken pie? Why,
there’s not a piece of chicken in it,
and never iwas.”
“Dat’s righ’, boss —dey ain't no
; chicken in it.”
“Then why do you call it chicken
pie? I never heard of such a thing. ’
j “Dat’s all righ', boss. Dey don t
have to be no chicken in a chicken
I pie. Dey ain’t no dog in a dog biscuit,
is dey?”
Finally They Got to Fighting.
Bishop Woodbridge of Kentucky was
discussing the Southern mountaineers,!
among whom be las lived and worked
for many years, says the Philadelphia
Times. The question of family feuds
' was brought up and the bishop related j
the following ane'dote:
“A certain family had attended a re
union, which terminated in a free-for
all fight. The offenders were taken be
fore the local jus ice of the peace, who
questioned an old woman as to the
particulars of the fight. Her descrip
tion was typical of the mountaineer’s
attitude toward s’rife and bloodshed.
“‘Well, judge,’ she said, ‘Jem Lewis
got into an argument with Hank
Budds. Budd smashed Jem over the
head with a stick of cordwood, busting
his head open. Then Jem’s brother
slashed Hank up with a butcher knife,
and Lou Barry shot him through the
leg. Larry Stover went at Lou with an
axe, and then, judge, we just naturally
got to fighting.’ ”
An American Gretna Green.
An interesting account of a remark
able matrimonial Mecca in Tennessee,
whither eloping couples from all parts
of the states come to be united by Mr.
Burroughs, the/‘Marrying Parson,” ap
pears in the Wide World. Mr. Bur
roughs runs an hotel especially for
the accommodation of runaway couples
and has performed weddings in all
sorts of exciting circumstances.
Some years ago a mountain boy and
girl rode up to the door of Mr. Bur
roughs’ home on a mule, the girl seat
ed on a coffee , sack behind her lover.
The love-smitten youth was clad in a
suit of Kentucky jeans, and wore a
weather-beaten slouch hat and brogan
shoes. The girl on the coffee sack was
gowned in white, with blue dots, and
wore an India rubber engagement
ring. Pulling on the rein to stop the
mule, the youthful mountaineer yelled,
“Hello!” and the parson came to the
door.
“Is this ther place where yer marry
folks?” queried the rustic.
“Yes, sir.”
“How much do yer charge for mur
ryin’?” ,
“According ‘ 16 a man’s purse, sir.
Would two dollars and fifty cents be
too much ”
“I ken beat thet in North Carolina.”
And without waiting for another of
fer the youngster spurred the old mule
and rode off, the girl clinging to him
with both arms.
Modern Miraele.
Blnks abides in Brooklyn. “Just 21
minutes from Grand Central,” he says.
Hinks houses in Harlem and swears
“It’s only eighteen minutes from Grand
Central.”
But when the Hinkses dined with
the Binkses in Brooklyn last Sunday
they found that the trip one way took
one hour and fifty-seven minutes.
The weather flareback came all
right.
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Do You Think
clearly, promptly, successfully,
or is your brain sometimes—es
pecially after meals—cloudy and
sluggish?
Look to your food!
riueeessful, money-making men
have well nourished brains uud
they keep them so, by proper
food habits.
Grape-Nuts
FOOD
contains the phosphate of pot
ash (grown in wheat and bar
ley) which Nature uses to com-
I
bine with albumin in the blood
for rebuilding brain and nerve
cells. s J
Tills food is partly pre-digest
ed and is quickly absorbed, glv
i lag prompt nourishment to the
exhausted brain and nerves
“THERE’S A REASON.
I
Postum Cereal Company, Ltd.,
Battle Creek, Mich.
I A WIDOWS
WANTS
By M. QUAD
Copyright. ISIC, by Associated Lit
erary Press.
It was generally understood in the
village of Crowell that Deacon Hen
derson had his eye on the Widow Gla
gier. Why not? The deacon was
fifty-five and a widower and wanted a
home. The widow was fifty and lone
ly
Deacon Henderson dropped into the
widow’s cottage one day. and after
complimenting her on her hollyhocks
and tomato vines be said:
“Widder, do you know what the folks
are saying?”
“La, no!”
“They are saying that you’n ma
ought to get married.”
“But I can’t get my breath! It’s all
so sudden. Deacon, if we get mar
ried we’ll live In your house, won’t
we?”
“We will."
"And you’ll put down a new carpet
on the parlor floor?”
“For why? The one there is a good
one.”
“It’s a rag carpet, and it’s twenty
years old. I helped Sarah cut and sew
the rags. I shall want a brussels
with patterns of roses.”
“Urn! Too much extravagance.’’
“Then I won’t marry you.”
The deacon went away in a huff and
trying to make himself believe that
he had a lucky escape. However, aft
er thinking it over for a week he re
turned to say:
“I guess I’d be willing to buy that
carpet.”
“But I want something else. We
must have three lace curtains. They
must be long ’nuff to sweep the floor.”
“Store carpet and store curtains!”
shouted the deacon in dismay. “Why,
widder, you’d bankrupt us in a month!
No, no! Green paper shades are good
’nuff for us.”
“Then I guess we won’t get mar
ried. Folks have hinted that you war
stingy, and now I see you are.”
Away went the deacon for the sec
ond time, and for two days he patted
j himself on the back. He could figure
1 that he had saved over SSO on that
! deal. The rag carpet and the paper
shades looked good to him as he sat
\n the parlor, but after three or four
3ays he found the old loneliness creep
lng over him. He would give In to
her. He waited one day more and
then called on her under pretense that
he had mislaid his family almanac
and wanted to know when the moon
would be in her third quarter. After
finding that out he said:
“Well, widder, mebbe you are right
about the carpet and curtains.”
“Deacon, I’ve been thinking since
you were here we must have four
! stuffed chairs to put la that parlor to
■go with the new carpets and cur
i tains!”
j “Saints and sinners! Stuffed chairs!
j Stuffed chairs In our parlor! Never,
i Widder Glazier, never! The carpet
and curtains would tempt Satan ’nuff.
! I don’t propose to risk any more.”
“Four stuffed chairs, deacon, and
mebbe a sofa to boot.’’
“I’m going home. Good day!”
Those stuffed chairs, with an addi
tional sofa looming up In the near fu
ture, were a shock to the deacon.
They meant extravagance; they meant
vanity; they meant the breaking down
of long erected barriers. No; It could
not be. He must continue his lonely
life by bis lonesome. He did continue
it for ten long days and nights. Then
he went over to ask the Widow Gla
zier If the tqjer b;ig bad yet appeared
in her garden and io offer to lend her
some paris green to dope him with if
he had. No, the bug had not appear
ed. But the deacon had other things
to say. Leaning on the well curb and
the widow standing In her kitchen
door, he observed:
“I s’pose one can sit down on a stuff
ed chair?”
“Oh, yes!”
“And they don't make a body vain?”
“Never heard of it.”
"And they are wuth the money you
have to pay for ’em?”
"They surely are!”
"Well, we might get ’em. Shall we
be married next month?”
“I—l dunno. What about your
house?”
“Why, it’s there in the same old
place, ain’t It?”
“Yes, but it needs repainting.”
“You mean it wants another coat of
whitewash. Well, me and you will do
that together.”
“But we won’t, deacon. It’s got to
be paint—real paint, and two coats at
i that. It’s got to be pea green with
j darker green for trimmings."
[ For the first time in his life the dea
con lost consciousness and things
whirled around with him. When he
I braced up the widow was saying:
“And new front steps, and a new
; sidewalk, and a new picket fence, and
a pump in the well, and then we must
have brass bedsteads and china dish
i es.”
The deacon got home with shaking
knees and fell upon the bed and sent
I for the doctor and the minister. The
doctor said he’d get well, and the min
\ ister said he wouldn’t lose his soul
even by having a gold framed mirror
in the parlor. It was a terrible strug
gle. but after two weeks the day was
set and a marriage duly followed.
| There were those who thought the
j deacon would droop and die, but he
, didn't. He is hale and hearty and very
proud of his wife and house and stuff
! ed chairs and things, and he may even
| have a bell at the front door before he
i goes hence.
INFLAMMATORY RHEUMATISM
IMMEDIATELY RELIEVED
Morson L. Hill, of Lebanon, Ind.
says: “My wife had inflammatory
rheumatism in every muscle and joint;
her suffering was terrible and her
body and face were swollen almost
beyond recognition; had been In bed
for six weeks and had eight physi
cians, but received no benefit until
she tried Dr. Detchon’s Relief for
Rheumatism. It gave her immediate
relief and she was able to walk In
about three days. I am sure it saved
her life.” Sold by Eldridge Drug
store.
Hamilton & Co.
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Saturday at 10 O’clock April 22nd.
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Saturday at 11 o’clock —8c undervest, 4c each.
Saturd?y at 12 o’clock —10 yards Calico 19c.
Monday April 24th at 10 O’clock.
10 yards 8c Ginghams 19c
10c Lonsdale Cambric 5c yard
25c Gauze Lisle Hose 19c pair.
Every Day During This Sale.
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Millinery Fifty to One Hundred Per Cent
Cheaper Than Elsewhere.
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