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CHRISTMAS CAKOU
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flat h»W«l Ami «r Imkill liar,
AMaaAikwnaM Earth!
Oh! lal -mr ha««n with aajafcthlaw
TU. Ma.rr, iwiry Obibtnau lime:
| "Olery to Oad la the Mffhart.
Aa< aa aenh raacaw aaa4 vllUama ■
The Mar lhal akene a here hlai thea.
MR ahleaa apaa aa hate i
I «III tu mrm,''
Oh! ataa waallha Chrtat an hare,
We’ll lira! tba auldaa way,
i Aa* hall the aarar-djiay ama
Of llravra** eaeet rhaMmaa Hay.
Them let oar arena allb a’lalachliaa
Thlanarry. aatry ChiMamallan:
*Kllaay la Oa* la Ihe hi. Mat,
Aa* aa aarth aaaaa, aaa* wM toaanl a aar
A CHRISTMAS CONCERT.
BY HATTIE WHITEST.
“Look at All thoso, Dick,” said
my brown-eyed wife Bessie, point
ing to a row of little stocking* on
tbe bed railing, a brown one, a
white one, a striped one and a scar
let one. There were four little
beads on tbe pillows of the low,
white orib, two brown, one golden
one flaxen,
‘‘They hare been talking about
Christmas all day, and to-night
3 r played It was Christmas eve,
they were hanging up their
kings. They bung thorn over
the bed railing and forgot to take
them down.”
1 sighed. For just then it pos
ited me a little to know exactly
how the “Oiling” for so many small
stockings was to be provided. So
narrow we-e our means it was sen-
■ Bess
sup-
pUad witii whole stockings. Not
that we ever for a minute consider
ed the babies anything but heaven
sent blessings, and we did not, as
s gtheral thing, indulge In sighs
oven when our pocketbook was fill,
ed purely with “airy nothing.” and
Meads seemed slightly
Iqediy
Fred Hilton, I know by sll that
superfluity."
[ “You’re right, Dick," said be,
“and I was after you, my boy. Tbe
ladies at tbe other end of town are
going to give a concert at the Ju
venile Library hall to-morrow night
to raise money to give tbe street
Arab* a Christmas dinner. I’m
ticket agent for .’em. Got a couple
would nettell you because I wMted
to see bow you would like it flrst.
Mrs. Grayson gave me tickets, but I
forgot them after you brought me
those others. And,Dick,I would not
take the money they offered for the
song. I told them 1 would do that
much to help the poor boys to a
Christmas dinner. Wasn’t I right?”
I know a little woman.” said I,
talning the
wife, and they’re cot
“It’s no use, Fred,” I exclaimed.
“I haven’t on* solitaiy nickel to
orally something of a tng lor j
sad me to keep tba little feet i
frost-bitten. We took deoidcdly
optimistic views of life and things,
having launched our life-bark safe
ty in tbe great deep river of taitb
that must sweep surely on to the
heavenly gulf. We wero all right
as to the grand, strong undercur
rent. But surface-ripples will some
times cause a little temporary an
noyance, and surface shadows trail
their wings aoross the broad sweep
ef sunlight. Shal, we bemoan it ?
* ‘Warn tber# no nljtbt wo «w«ld not m< tbo atnm,
Tbe bratrtm would turn Into ft blinding glftra,
fwloft U Wet wen through the rriaon bora,
-A»4 reufth ncoa moke the harm poaelnf fair."
Somehow the ripples and sba<?
wws had seemed very numerous,
persistent and hostile that day.
raw, cold, but very enterprise
wind bad blown away my bat as
was wending my way to the hum
hie little notion and fancy goods
store in which I was clerk, hustled
it for beyond my clasp, and laugh
ed a shrill crescendo at me (rum s
■arrow, dark alley. 1 lost flrtecn
valuable minute* in a futile ebtse,
sad reached tbe store in time to
one a dusk feminine personage sail,
beg nwsy vowing that things were
at a pretty pass when a body
couldn’t git a half a ounce of cream
colored cruelty for Mist Sary to
flaish oil her Christmas present to
Mr. Baker with this time a mornin’
toauae the rollon cluk wasn’t whur
he’d orter be.
Tbe owner and propri'tor of the
•tore came flying wildly around
the corner with frosty Angers but*
very warm temper, and together we
tried to lure her to come back for
the oream-colored cruelty, but vain-
•y; she ’lowed to gb straight to tbe
other sto whur she wouldn’t be left
an hour to pound her knuckles to
piece*. So the proprietor gave me
th* beneflt of hi* capsicum temper.
The wind, after suricking and
laughing in a hysterical fashion all
tba morning, moaned itself to
and s rainfall, a weary,
icholy rain that teemed to
communicate its depression of spir
its to mankind.
▲ wet creditor came in the alter
aoon and presented me a bill and
some uncomplimentary remarks. 1
paid the last drib of money there
was in my shadowy pocket book.
▲ fat lady came and ordered me to
awbeeribeaomething toward buying
the squire an ice-pitcher, and called
me mingy because I could not do so.
That evening the proprietor ex
plained to me that be could pay me
■othiag until after Christmas as hi*
wife was go.ug to give a ball.
So I went empty-handed out info
the dismal rain and the chill shad
ows of twilight. And the day after
to-morrow would be the great blest
anniversary. .
“Glory to God in the highest,''
said l,anu then all tangled up ami
blinded by the ripples and shadows,
] added, “but what of jeace and
wood will on earth: how much have
1 met with to-day from my fellow-
GROWTH OF THE TELEGRAPH.
Detroit Free Ptorn.
In answer to s question as to when
his attention was first called to the
science of electricity a* a prseticsl
thing, Mr. J. H. Wade, of Cleveland,
■Aid:
“It was in 1847 that my mind and
bands were first tamed in thst direc
tion. I took a contract to build a line
from Detroit, Mich* to Jackson, in the
same state. We pushed it through as
rspidly as dreiunatances would allow,
and finished It during the asms year.
“A one-wire line?*
“Yes; we strung only one wire in
these days. It was a frail affair, cost
ing from $60 to $70 a mile, while a
good one now coats from $100 to $1*0.
When we reached Jackson I opened the
office there. They shipped me sn in
strument, and I set it up and went to
work. Tbe next season new territory
ticket agent lor .’em. uoi s coupis , » —- -■
of tielwu sow in my pocket eoa- “and 1 1*“ £**** . t L on 1. wb4t
of yoowelf.yonr she ooold.” Oh, bow the brown
iOt transferable.” eye* eparkled! *
Mrs. Grayson swept up to us.
“Just come Into tbe other apart-
my "name—-thhT ie tba' troth!' If|ment,"sald*b*,“aadeeetheChriat-
youll send an Arab or two to my maa tree we got np for ti e children
fiouee Christmas they shall be wef- belonging to the library. A aur-
come to partake of my dinner. It'd prise for to-morrow."
all thst 1 can do." She piloted ns through the crowd
“Why, Dick!” cried Fred,daw- into the large room beyond where! opened. There was a line ran
lng at tbe ecarf around bis neok. a magnificent tree flashed in the j from Detroit ^ Milwsnkee. and sn-
Then with persistent jollity be ex- gaslight, and above it a beautiful other aroundI to Buffalo, by the**jrof
claimed: ^ 7 Kgel with long white wing, point- ClereUnd.^TheJoUodn* g*.**
“/’«# got a dime. Don’t you wish ed to a large glittering star of gold,
you was me?” Knowing hi* over- Others were coming in, laughing
flowing generosity, whloh some oall sod chatting. Wc stood together
recklessnee.Icould easily believe he lo a corner,
bad no more than tbe amount men-1 “Oh, Dick, if our little ones could
,ve just a few of these pretty
ings," said Bess-
be reached home should ho moot I I heard a slight rustle behind us.
with the most suspicious object of Mr*. Grayson was sweeping her
charity on bit way. But In another silken train ont of the way. Ten
second bis mood bad changed again. I minutes afterward she came up to
He forced the tickets into my hand, us with a covered basket.
“Take ’em, Dick,”said bo. “I’ll “Mr*. I’eroy," she said to Bessie,
make it all right somehow with tbe “here are a few trifles I want you
Arabs. Be sure to bring your wife I to take tothe babies. We had three
to the uonoert. Oh I Dick if I only times tho number of things the tree
bsd something better for a Christ- would hold or tho children want,
mas present—but pence and good I And remember this is nothing at
will go with it—tbe Prinoaof Peace *11 in comparison with the service
bless yon.” Us was gone in the I you rendered us.”
wetdarkness. Thors was a warm I looked at Bess. The thick
flow at my heart, bat also a them brown lathes were trying to hide
n my conscience that I had indulg-1 the misty bn«n eyes. She could
ed even for a minute the spirit of not speak, ao I tried to.
distract toward all mem simply be- “Don’t say a word,” said Mrs.
cause I bad been wounded by a Grayson, “it’s absolutely nothing
few. And when I got homo there to speak of."
was my brown-eyed Bess waiting j Sho awept sway, and we found
lor me with smiles and hot ooflee our way out and stumbled upon
and a bright fireside; bow cosy it I Fred in tbe entry.
“Say, Fred,” said I, “where are
yeu going to dine to-morrow?”
“Well at the club, or with, the
Arabs, or somewhere,” be answered'
all was. I sighed Just once over
the little etockings.
“They must be filled,” said I, “if
I have to borrow something.”
“Never mind,” said Bessie. “I vaguely,
will flil them with ginger eskes and “No, you are not,” said Bessie,
lop-corn, If there is nothing else. I “you must come and take dinner
No will give them tho best gift— I with us. We couldn’t buy a turkey,
an example of Christian trust and but my aunt in the country cent us
cheerfulness. Wc must try tooatob I* lovely one.
tbe true spirit of Christmas. As to | you?"
not having tnuoh, we know who " ™
You’ll come, won't
“Won’t I?” said he; “ekall I
onee had no esitbly home—no- bring an Arab or two?”
whero to lay His head." What n
comfort my Beetle was.
So we put our little trouble out
“Yes,” said Bessie,“and anything
else you like.”
And (then we went our homeward
of s'jilt and ohatterod merrily, not way in the crisp, frosty moonlight,
fo i-t.iig to humbly thank Him oh, so grateful and contented! And
'< every good end per-1 wo (Hied up tliu four little stockings,
*• we had oaoh other snd invited Mien Johnson to dine.
Ties, and, above all, with us next day. The last verse
k a. div sunlight thst shone of that song was dancing tbrougli
upo.. .:- and with tho dawn of | mv brain when I fe'l asleep:
the firs ristmas morning.
| Hell*, tweet Ml*, with yonr wild and volt mcanurc.
Your Mle of tbr lowly and beautiful llirth,
I® brim; 11 tbcoebo uf angal voice#—
*HUonr to God and cooj wllljtn earth.'*
Hew to Keep Christmas.
cold but so lovely. It appeared as I
if yesterday's rain had erystolixed
to a beautiful white creamy mist
with sprays of amber sun-ligbt There are many ways of keeping
breaking through. Men burned t|liB time-honored festival,and each
rnoug with genial smile., looking ono u de#r tomany Uettrto from the
benevolent and charitable and bap-1 RMociatlons with which it is con-
py. instead of morose and crusty nected . There is only one wh.ch is
and dyspeptic as they had dono the to be regretted, and that is the
tlay before. passing it bv in silence and for-
I hurried home that night tbe getfulncss.
minute I could get away, and found No influence should be allowed
supper ready. Beesie. in her one to stand between us and the op-
best dress, and Mis* Johnson, who portunity which Christmas affords
lived up etairs, came to stay with of shaking off for time our every-
the little ones. day selfishucss, and for a brief
The toll light of the gas stream- space thinking and acting for
ed over tbe stars, crosses, snd mot-1 others. Our daily lives are quite
toes of cedar with which the con- snflloicntly crowded with our indi-
cert hall was decorated. And sh ! I vldual interests to make us thank-
tlie bcautifol triumphal music that I fol to bo forced out of ourselves
swept down the long room, quiver- and into the region of a broader
ing with the olden etory, thrilling human thought, feeling and activi-
wlth tlie gird tidings of lovo ami ty. Do not torget Christinas, then;
strength sufficient to lift the whole do not set aside its claims; do not
world above every sin and every think of it as merely representative
misery. of a religious event or pious dog-
At the close a solo was sung, the ms. To all it means the eelebrn-
fair, stalely singer standing before lion of tho festival of a sacrificial
us, her rich voice drifting above us, love, a loosening of the bonds of
bolding us silent. How tbe words seif, a cementing of the bonds that
I began the erection of s lino of my
own from Cleveland to 8t. Lonis, by
the way of Cincinnati, which was fin
ished in 1850. Tlie next year we
t hanged the route from here to Cincin
nati, so ss to follow the railroad. The
OTtoilley line, from Bnffaio to Detroit,
n-ss built at the name timo aa the
Morse line, along tlie same route. Tlie
business increased rspidly so far as tlie
lines were concerned, and competition
developed a* rapidly. It was in 1852,
1 believe, that tbe Homo line was run
from Buffalo to Cincinnati. At tils
tame time tlio Morao service was ex
tended over Indiana and Illinois. (
“I think the first step from s losing to
a self-sustaining busmens, snd- ulti
mately to s paying one, was taken in
1854. Onr first move was the bringing
together of tbo lines which I controlled
and the House line, controlled by
Rochester parties. I remained as gen-
eral agent of the consolidated lines.
That combination gave ns control of
the rentes from Buffalo, Ht Loafs, Chi
cago, Detroit, Cincinnati, Cleveland,
Milwaukee snd intermediate points.
Thus started on the road toward a suc
cessful business from what had threat
ened rain through rivalry, compe
tition and duplication of expenses, we
saw onr way clear, and line after line
was added. The Western Union com
pany was the outcome, and the later
history, is pretty well known to the
public.”
GOT THE WRONG LABEL. ’
Harper’s Weekly.
A miilembly ragged fellow was seated
on the low wall of old St. Peal's church
yard. Suspended from his neok was
the familiar sign, “Please help tlie
blind.” A young merchant passing by
looked at tbe beggar, paused, looked
•gain, and then walked np to him and
pretended to striku him with the cane
lie carried. Tho mendicant dodged tlie
blow. "Ha! ha!” the young man al
most acreamed: “yon dodged that, just
is 1 expected. You humbug I you fraud i
foil scoundrel! Now will yon go about
your business, or ahull 1 call the po
lice?” Tim mendicant's face allowed
ilnrm, but lio uttered not a sound. The
ingry merchant bade him speak
juicily. A crowd gathered. The
beggar went into a paroxysm of ear
nest, almost friuitio gesticulation. Tho
merchant grew furionsly angry, mid as
lie stormed and the lieggsr made pan
tomimic gestures, a policeman came
up. “What's tlie matter here?"
:he officer inquired. Tho inoiidicun!
mado signs that ho didn't know,
«nd that lia was innocent apparently of
svcrjtliing. “Why, this villain is no
more blind than I am,” said the mer
chant. “I saw him turn his licnd to
look at mo os I was passing by. 1 pre
tended I was going lo strike bin,, and
he dodged tho blow.” At this the men-
licant's face worked ns if lie were ill
mortal agony. “Oeh, boil cess to it.
I must slipake or lTlbur-r-stl” ho said;
‘I'm not liloind at all. at nil. And have
I the bloind soigs on ? Sure I cannot
rode a loino or lettln-r. Oli, wnrra,
wurra! I beg your pardon, sir; it's alia
inishtake intoircly. I thought I bail
tho dif-aml-itomb soign on me, ao I did.”
Then after a pause, he added, desper
ately, “I’liise let mo go. gintlcmin, that
i may lie aftlior foinding mo brother.
Snro'lie’ll lie bringing dishgrace on the
familr. Upon mo word, snr, ino brother
is liloind complntely, and begorra, ho
musht bo shtanding somewhere will me
dif-andsloonib soign onto him, and him
i-singiiig out, ’Plaso help tliu blind.”'
floated down the long hall!
S«rwt belli, »wis I bale's!th j our tllwr ts lisncc,
T**» hrr.U tbr bnitilnl ChnstuM daws,
Osr hearts »row tlHI i> ml tank the mn-K-
O! a IXrMiuatltlr itolrd, fol*.
Sim* *i,t tbttt «.tr in the euurn hrnvtn*
IV t 'k,nr>! the d-try thst ran with IIini—
The InMb ®f tbr Lard snd tbr Stsr of Meriting
Thil’ncvrr mnrr, mi rr (rttas dim.
thst rlrft tin- night-derm or sin and wrmrr,
WASN’T ASHAMED OF HIM.
3or. Boston Budget.
Another leader of Washington so
ciety was ono who aein-illy was in tho
.vssli-tiib in hor girllm si. mid who did
-epresent American institutions in all
'.heir glory. I will tell tho incident
iml leave you to judge.
At ono of tho receptions of Mrs. Sca
tter liwvnn, mi old countryman wt-A
diown into hor parlor. He was a "con-
,, . [ itituent.” and was dazed by the lights,
now than at any other tune, but lie- ,| ie crowdi the elegance about him.
cause they represent the peace and ; Hc st oo,l helpless mid awkward, tomb
gooil will, the hospitality and i ,ing with his hat and red liandana. Mrs.
fraternity, which at this season : Gwynn stepped forward, held ont troth
should lie cherished toward all men , iamb, and iu her fresh, clear voice
and women. Fill the children s or,
bind us to the larger family.
Let the plum-pudding and the!
I holly berries flourish, then, not be- j
cause oi thcm-elves tbev arc better
wl££I decorate 'the WnUfui"chrirtiii i . "' Vll - v - ^d']T.’ ( *he name bV which
Wb-r» tbe naira by t!» mt.i-.Wt. ►»«. .. .... . .. - rUr -, j ac was called >t home n Kentucky).
Of the gil» g'm-.nidji-il an* etc ajar.
For *ncc wc rray to Uita, A lira Im Falh-r,
treo with liberal bands, for Christ
mas tusy come to you no more, and
toyou would not mus the golden op .
For thy mercy-ah: thu:k-ar>-but ii.,tifi:.icfu—I porluntty atforded you of adding
our sc»r...mUar>.,ui.,a_ 1 inu.hvra art,sin.-, | your mile tothe human happiness
Wore the present has gone into
tbe past to return no more.
i one ran Around tbe corner
and nearly shoved me iuto the
gutter.
“Beg pardon. Excuse me. For
give ana forget. I’m sorry, and 1
never mc*nl.t.o,’’ said he energeli-
“Ob!” I exclaimed, “that’* you,
Ar.d bcl!#s Rwret MlR^arith jnour wil.l*oft manure
Y«n»rUl»i>f Ihc lowly and U autllul llirth,
Vc t<iia( u» th# #cli# Mirls' reteef—
-t*lur>' »•* G»h1 acU will on earth.”
“Lovely, wasn't it?’’said I to Bess
licsidc me.
“Do you like the wordf?"
“I think them beautiful.'i
‘.’I am so glad. Dick," said she,
“because I wrote them."
“ You wrote thcm? : ’ *
“Yes. The ladies wauted one
entiielv new song for tlie closing
piece. They lound out that 1 wrote
little things for tbo newspapers
sometimes, snd Mrs. Grayson came
to see me about it. She said they
would pay liberality for tbe song.
I wrote them, and the German mu
sic teacher oomposed the air. And I
Christmas Day.
how .lo you do, and when did von
romo?” *
"Lord, child," answered Daddy,
bow’d yon know me? I ain’t seen you.
sence you ware a little yonug thing."
“No. Daddy," she answered, “the
last time you Saw mo I was up to mv
elbows in soapsuds, washing my dres«
to go to a picnic on your farm."'
And site nude much of tho old man.
Is it a day for a man toatilict his ! introducing lijtn as “an old friend oi
soul ?—Iaa. lyiii, 6.
mine," and making his visit one of the
Go your wav, eat the fat, and event* of his life, a thing to lie talked
drink the sweet; and send po.lions Cl4y BnJ
unto tliem for whom nothing is pre- * *” !
pared; for this day is holy unto our i THE TUBES FOB THE c/rr.
Lord : neither be ye sorry; for the j Indianapolis Sentinel.
An experienced arboriculturist advises
dwellers in smoky ami dirty towns not
to plant evergreens in their grounds,
as is ao generally done. Boot and
smoke stunt and spoil tho trees, and
they soon become anjthing but things
ofbeluty: White poplars, silver ma-'
pies,’American elms and tho ailontus
JAMES THICKER,
Danville. Va.
C- *. THICKER
AmWwBOa.
James Fricker & Bro.
-AND DEALERS D>-
Musical Instruments!
AMERICUS, GA.
wow Id mrccifolljr ewll tb# Rttention of tb# putlie frt*er#lly to o^atapkof *
WATCHES, iCI/OCKS, JEWELRY, SILVER AND PLATED WARE, PIANOS,
ORGANS, ACCORDEON8, MOL1NH. GUITARS. BANJOS.
TAMBOURINES AND HARMONICAS,
and rtfrytliltif cine that for# to m#k# up tbe comnlrte Rtock of# Fint-CHaw Jewelry «nd Mtulcwl In*
ktrument llonee. We have iccrmly vl’lted theNortliero market’, and bore honitht tbe larfeit, and
tmwt varied ’tock In our line over brought to AtnerleuR. We iruanuitc# tt rrytbliiR we Ml to bo joat
nr rfpn aenteil, ami do eoralelly iovit* every one to call and *et* wbat we have, for we eanooi enutner-
atu all in th#*? columns. We art alto dole Agent-* lor.tho
Davis 1 Williams Singer Sewing Machines.
We have been repamiiff nacbinefl ef all k'fid* for tbe p#*t alxteen yMr»|-ind we know whereof
we apeak when we recommend the NKW III Oil ARM DAVIS aa the beet de wring Ujtcbine 11
market to*day. Call and »ee tbem.belbre you buy. We aUo keep,
Selling Machine ft'eedles, Oil, Paris and Attachments of ill Machines
. OUB STOCK OP
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CALL AND SEE US!
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SAME OLD STAND UNDER BARLOW HOUSE.
Americas, Os., October 24, 1883. tf
The Peculiar Old Mystery I
* It was one of the peculiarities of the old-fashioned Doctors that they
never would tell patients what they were prescribing for them. They r.r.id
it would do the patients no good to know, and that it.would only be grati
fying a foolish curiosity. In order to keep patients from knowing, they
would write the prescriptions in dog-Latin, so that most patients could not
read them. All that sort of thing is now over. The patient wants toknow what
he takes. He is weak, and wants to be strong, or he is dyspeptic, and
wants to digest well. Or he has a troublesome liver which he wants to
put to rights. So he takes Brown’s Iron Bitters about which there is no
mystery at all. This is the best preparation of iron in the world, in com
bination with gentle yet efficient tonics. It gives strength. It builds up
enfeebled systems. It enriches impoverished blood. It removes feminine fc
weaknesses. _It casts out debility. It is what you want, and your druggist
lias it/ • ~ * 2
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Neb. Vii, 10. • • ' . .
. Ami thou sbolt rejoice .in thy
fcast, thou, snd thy sqn. and thy
daughter, and thy m*n servant, ana
thy maid servant, and the Levite,
tbe stranger, and the fatherless, and
.the widow, that are' within thy , sre better in inch place*,
gates.—Deut. xvi, 14. •; .1 •"
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WEiKEEP A PURE AND SELECT LINE OF
DRUGS
and will not hare anything for our Prescriptions
but what is the very best and freshest. . Wc buy
the best of everything, as our experience lias prov
en that it is the cheapest in tiic end.
The most lasting and delicate
Pcrfrtmes,
Soft Complexion Powders and
Lily Whites of nil grades.
Tlie purest Wines and Li
quors for Medicinal purposes,
and also for Pies, Pudding*,
Sauces, &c.,
Of our manufactured products,
viz: Flavoring Extracts of
Lemon, Vanilla, &c., &c., La
mar, Rankin & Lamar, of Ma
con, say: “There is none better
manufactured North or South.”
inspect out
HOLIDAY GOODS
BEFORE BUYING ELSEWHERE.
Respectfully,
J. A. &D.F. DAVENPORT,
Lamar Street. Americus, Ga