The Advocate-Democrat. (Crawfordville, Ga.) 1893-current, April 16, 1897, Image 6

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Newspaper Page TextThe Date for Taster. •Thirty ‘lays hath geptetnbor. Every perron can remember; Bat to know whan Easter 1 * coma Pasties even scholar*, some. When March the tw«nty-flrst Is past, Just watch the silvery moon, Amt when yon see it full an<l round, Know Easter'll be here soon. After the moon has reached its full, Then Easter will be here, The very Sunday after In each and every year. And if it should hap on Sunday Th<i moon should reach its height, Th« Sunday following this ev«nt Will t*» the £a*t«r bright. —Boston Transcript. EASTER LILIES. EALLY I think a>{| she’s quite 'a above her sta¬ tion,” said Miss t: -€a» I’lantagenet, V languidly. “I \ ^ always tell Mrs. Seamwell t o kted her into me, when I go there to |HS a dross fitted. She has such a way, don't you ‘ no'-v, and such ^BTdy War eye IuhIiom, and she understands business to perfection !” “She is a very beautiful girl,” said Mr. Elwood, calmly. “And she has helped mo wonderfully with those shy children, at the Sunday afternoon services. They seem to take to her by instinct." < < Some people have a way with chil¬ dren,” said Mrs. I’lantagenet. “Now I never could endure tho idea of teaching until you came to take charge of onr church, Hear Mr. Elwood; then, of course, everything was dif¬ ferent.” Mr. Elwood smiled a littlo. If Miss I’lantagenet had been less lovely and dimpled, sitting there, with a blue ribboned png in her lap, and the col - orod lights from the stained glass window making a sort cl aureole aronnd her face, he might have set her down for a fool; as it was, ho men¬ tally characterized her aa merely a “thoughtless child.” Yes, Marion I’lantagenet was cer ..... ...a,, a. a a. widow r of rsr-,.....rr fifty, went around cutting down the daily expenses, directing the I „ i, iu i. U— llna and divers other mixtures, out of the scraps of cold moat, instead of be i:srL-jprs ““C ,«J into lb. uh oun to iu»ke sure that no aolitarv cinder had been smuggled unsifted into its depths. She ‘ studied tho butcher’s book ’ beat , miled in everything, “in order, "as g '.T m rU , K l rhapee to marry. In the article of white satin shoes ’ Xr i } . * And when Mr. Elwood, the nephew and adopted sou of a wealthy old ba T helor >( cam > to ‘’fashionable ass-i’iiii the charge o tho ia rarest ohnroh, ,, Mrs. Plantagenet , rejoiced , greatly. ,, ,, now - .be th thought. t\ “F For r nobody nobolv can -an deny deny that that 1 -vLm. ” Mis* Marien had Easter! said “I must have a new dress for 1 did think my pearl silk would do, but it i. too Ught. and I’ve worn it so ° **v „ ^ J: iv i low T’lantan- r; Zpo^uulo'mefrom?- ? “From the stores, to be sure!" said Marien, with a sauoy lose o! her head. ••And I’ve promised Mr. Elwood to * m^ in -r .rkl in* lilies *rund for foThat.” the font 1 t be " gtol 1 Mrs. Plantagenet “Do yon know, child. what they are asking for white lilies now at the doruta? Twenty-five cent* , , , ,. mi .... ’Llr.“; do " .j Tzrirx; ,, •I' rt'ie -entro piece rou know I and white carnations. and those cheaper 1 spring flowers, rt . „ around .he .he 1 - with plentv of climbing ioieU-il fern and " rose geranium leave,, and v.o.oi* axan't Vv o dm. ’ CLTIU’S PRANK AT EASTER-TIIH5. :(r\ I^-W 4* * <3 % • V m i ( j Said Cupid: “Row, I'll lay Aside “Wbo'U t>ick with me to win or lose?” My arrows and my bow; In wheedling tones he begs; To play a prank this Easter-tide Ot all be pet none could refuse— Upon the elves I know.” And Clipid won their eggs. “Well, we must contrive some wav,’« said Mrs. Plantagenet wearily. Would this everlasting warfare of ways and means never cease? Would the time ever come when everybody would be paid, and no army of clam¬ orous duns would longer besiege the door? Mrs. Plantagenet hoped for this happy stato of things, but it was very much as she hoped for the millennium —in a vague, indefinite Bort of way. “Mamma, I tell you whatl” said Marien, starting from a reverie. “1 won't say a word to old Seamwell about this dress. Her t rices are so exorbitant! I’ll go directly to little wlnf „ 'Tnd is Eunice Perry?” said Mrs. Plantagenet, opening her faded j no ‘-yes. “Don't you know? I’m sure must have mentioned her a thousand times. That little sewing girl who me so beautifully. She is Mrs. Seam well’s forewoman or something. I daro say I can make a special with her to get me up a gown at some what short of the regular price. Of course the profits will all be hers. Old Seamwell wouldn’t like it if she know, but nobody . is . going to . to . i, . her. I’ll go there to-morrow, the very first 1 ";* £5L£\f5£ ~ __ Early as Marion Plantagenet rose her downy pillow th. next ! morn- “l The “?• morning Eam00 services ^7”“ in th the dimly Th.j .e.m.d lo T,rvz;:, .hi.ia .»d .l.lt.r w to fro™ a " priok* and arrows of the da y’ and °P ‘° thi# M “ # ** ^ a °‘ ‘a ls8ed one - 8he lighted the fire, put over the coffee-pot for her old aunt’s breakfast, tidied up the room, and before she went out, sprinkled a little water over the , magnificent „ , oalla „ lilies that were unrolling their superb scrolls ol white the east. ‘There will be thirteen,” said she to herself, her oheeks flashing with n * tnral pride. “Thirteen I I didn’t * hink wben 1 P knted the rooU in the Ia f.M “ bow splendidly F J they would grow andthriyet Ob. yoa darling*, I . oould u ki*s von, if I wasn’t afraid of spoiling ^ ^ ^ ^ hearU! „ There i* no accounting for the freaks th. flower world. These lilies had blcomed royally out in the sunshine of those low,little three-.tory windows, when, perb^p#, btnwktb the webed crystal roof of • steam-heated oonser “-y - a ‘ d p«» nothing but Have* Did they know how Eunice loved them? Did they feel the magnetic current of her liquid hazel eye every time that the looked at them? on d nswer? Not Eunice, certainly, She had been gone .ome tune, when Miss Pl.nUgenet leisurely ascended the stair*, turning up her M ..tocr.tio son at the various tight* and sounds, .nd .m*ll* which are inseparable from wm ia tb« room, mo-riag leisurely xx the remains of Marien opened the door, and ......... of knocking. According to her plat form, firm tne the poor poor n bsd no ™ eeiings that cosult or regard. , wa* neecee.ary to “Is M « Perry a. homo r said •'viooi gtaoioas, what beautilul lilies Where did ; you bay them, my good woman?” Old Mrs. (Perry smiled complacent iy* diito’t bay them,” said she. “We “Eunice has grown them herself. My niece, Miss!" with a little courtesy. “How math are they?”said Marien, greedily. i “They ara not for sale,” said the old aunt, with ijrtber a frightened air. “Oh, but ( must have them 1” said Marien,smilugly arrogant. “They are P^ct shape-so what unusually 1 "““‘. large! f “ da ™ sa ? sh < d them allfor seven ' for ° foo " se T* Can be of no uflo yon here? with a 6corn, ful glance aound the room. Did yon 3 ?one to church,” said Mrs. Terry, who'instinotively approached a Btep or B0 le arer the lilies. “If you tQ Be(J her> she will be at Mrs. 8eajnweU . g ;ooms at nine o'clock this morning .” In her own mind, Marien Planta¬ genet ubandmed the idea of the dress at once. 8ie oould make her vio let suit do^tr else the despised pearl colored sue, perhaps. And, after all, there was warcely time for the proper maltin „ 0 ; an Easter costume; and SharkQ & 8eabury we re advertising g?Jr, woman. she knew I had taken a fancy to her lilies she would be glad to give them t o me. I am Miss Plantagenet, one of MrB ' 8eam ^ U ’ S b6Bt ^ w now and a void from mo would dia - ^ *;«• J dol ,„. 0 [ M r» tb. ilo.or. u.» l wortb that, fcut I have a horror of any A“ d « ^' U « et a pieoe of paper to wrap them in, Ill oa t the lilies’"at once,” So, nolens volens, Miss Plantagenet oatr i e d 0 ff poor Eunice’s white-souled j ar ],i n ~ B j n 0 g..... piece of tissue-paper, i eaT i Dg her Grumbled dollar -bill , on the w j n( jow-8ilL -*• - Marien to herself. On Saturday morning the exquisite buuoh of lilies arrived for the font, with a car'd on wbioh was scribbled the P rettieat of meS8a 8 69 lot the re °' t or . He looked , at them with admiration. “I never saw lovelier lilies in my life „ b6 esid And thea> with a aot Qnnatara l sequence of ideas, he added to himself, "I- wonder why Eunice Perry has Dot sent the flowers that she promised?” Eunice came into her prayers tuat Eaeter Eve, pale and silent, with lid, ja9 t Huehed, as if she had been se cretly crying, but she brought no flowers. The rector perceived ,n an instant something was wrong. She was stealing quietly away, when came out from the robing-room and intercepted her. ••Eunice,” said he.gently,separating from the crowd of young girl, who came thither to help arrange the font and rails with leaf and — -«-»-*•• **** tiTity, ‘'dou't go. 1 to *pefck to you ” •«». lifting her to t, at y eyes to hi*. “Oh, B they were taken away. “Taken away?" ha repeaUd, with surprise. snr „ r ,^ “Yes,” .aid Eunice. “Miss Plan tageaet came to oar house, while I was gone, and carried them away, withont leave or permission. She left a dollar for them. No money would have bought them of me. after watch iug the earliest buds swell into bloom *' "Miss Planta :enet, he repeated, , , 2 slowly, as if in thought, “Are these flowers yours, Eunice?” He took the stately cross of calla lilies from the centre of the white marble font. Ennice Perry clasped her hands. “Tee,” she said; “they are mine. I should know them anywhere.” "I thought so,” said Mr. Elwood » drily. “She sent them here this morning. It is the old story of the rich man and the little ewe-lamb over again, Eunice. Bat do not weep; the sweetest lily that ever bloomed is not worth your tears." He walked home with her a part of the way, and when they paused on the street corner nearest her home, he took the little cold hand in his. “Eunice,” he said, “I wish I could comfort you.” "You have comforted me,” she ut tered. “If I could make your life easier ! he exclaimed, earnestly. “Eunice, do yon think that I could? Sweet one, will you let me try? Will you be my wile?” So he wooed his wife, and so he won her, on Easter Eve. And, as he after¬ ward told her, he never knew how well he loved her until he saw her crying over those mute, magnificent Easter lilies. As for Marien Plantagenet, she «— *» ■»,* she loved, ihe callus were not sach a bargain after alii For, if Marien had ever cared for any one, it was for Mr. Elwood. But she failed to per ceive that her mistake was rooted in her own selfishness. People never see quite straight where their own follies are concerned. And Mrs. Plantagenet, poor soul, is as far away from her millennium as ever I Faster Sane * The mow"* the valleys , has melted at last -* r . r , - fc - — long, Arise ia thy beauty and rapture of song, Arise in tho gladness of natura’s adorning,— °° me ££ ^ 'J"** ° Q g ’“ d -Bo^H^wlc™ ^orpe, in Demoresfa -——— As Easter *—--—«»•., repreeantao new birth into the best life of all, it is easily seen how the pagan idea that the egg was the beginning of all kinds of life should become purified in the minds of the Christians, and accepted as the typical offering of good wishes and emblem atic of pleasant f hopes r between believers 0 f the glad Easter day. The egg in . some form or other has been the un *- •«-»•<* the very dawa of the Onnstian era. In Russia as early as 1589 eggs col 0 ted red, typifying the blood of Christ shed as an atonement for onr sins, were the moat trea3ar * d ° f 6Schaagea of Easter. Everv believer went abroad t this season with ... ,. his pockets , . well ,, a supplied with Easter eggs, as the BOoiety man of to . day attends to his well filled catd case. When two Bus aians met for the first time during the Easter holidays if they bad not met the day itself, the belated Easter compliments ’were passed, first ny solemnly shaking hands in ailenoe; then the elder (or the younger, if he outranked the elder) would say, “The Lordis ruen andhu <**j>'™* would repiy. It is true. then they kissed each other and ceremoniously drew from their respective pockets the Eaeter emblem, and exchanged egg* The Syrians believed also that the gods from whom they claimed descent were hatched from ntjAteriously laid eggs. Hence we infer that our p e en ! custom of offering the Easter egg em origin, in fact, ail our most prec.ous festivals come down from similar ~ *« Christianity.— Cbautanquian. Russia . P y ing population of any country in the world. The growth b of the last 100 year* has been a fractun . . less , tVia _ i 1,000,000 annually. Catarrh Cannot Be Cured TTith local r.i-.pi ications, as they cannot reach the seat of the disease. Catarrh is a blood or constitutional disease, and :n order to cure prescribed by one of the best physicians in this count rv f. >r years, and is a regular tonica known, prescript ion. it is composed of the beat coxc- di¬ bined Iv with the the best blood surfaces. purifiers, The acting perfect rect on mucous what combination of the two ingredients in is produces such wonderful results curing car tarrh; prica 75c. Toledo, O. Sold by druggists, HaU ’* Fttraily Fiils * re ' fle ;>est Fits £ 1-V..UK NerwRe.tr tnrer. $J trial bottle and treat ise free. link. Ltd.. ;<il Arch >t.. Fhila.. Pa. SpringHumors Those unsightly eruptions, painful boils, an noying pimples and other affections, which “e~ Sarsaparilla, a necessity. Take Hood’s Sarsa parilia now. It will do you wonderful good. “^yo^Tnerve" sirlo^heVjour".'^^ an <l cure all spring humors. Remember Hood’s Sarsaparilla Is the One True Blond Purifier. $1, six for $ S. as f tn only pills to take >od’s Sarsaparilla. DRESS FABRICS. Silk lowers upon the horizon as th* coming dress fabric. It is a very sud den development, but none the less significant. Upon all sides the woolen gown is yielding in favor to that of silk. Even where wool is worn tha appearance of silk is brought out by the intermixture of that material on the front of the bodice and the sleeve. Velvets are just now being brought out for bodices, consisting of stripe* of velvet alternating with a brocade ol small roses. But, novel as these are, they are not nearly so popular as the :s*s-tZ the street itself, tions,” the theatre, on it l-ooks very muoh as though women would soon be “in silk attire” alto gether. __ Massachusetts Is making up its mind to spend $20o,000 a year for five years in the effort to exterminate the gypsy moth, and then to continue to pay $100, 000 a year for five years more, and $15, 000 a year for five years after that. Then the committee will report pro gress to the Legtalature. The Wonderful Kava-Kava Shrub. „ A New Botanical Discovery-Ot ssss^^sssss^ss A S’SSS? SrJS.1XSSti^ ttuprev™ eaS escaused by Urie hJL Jny!L* acid bydisorderedaction in the blood, or Kavaiav. Shrub call or as botanists &£sjzh& river, East Indiis ^AdCavasnsc. and^ P/obably^ by the natives before its extraordinary properties became known to civilization Sia re^pecM^rtMtnMMU^dSovery from the peruvian bark, 0 f quinine by the Indians to the early made known J Teauit missionaries in South America, and by them brought to civilized man. It is a wonderful rtiscovery, with a rec sissrsrrsaysrhs: i j true specific, just as qtu neyg> an( s a nj»ewi« S£ goS p el<we il known doctors andbusines* men cured by Alkavis, when all other rC ,® ^Nei Yo/k^/v K’orld of Sept.Mflk d., the testimony of Rev. w. b. Moore, d. washiogton, i>. c. was given, de*cnb in g ms oT .uffering frem Kjewy d ‘‘«« R^““oS”ss l mith, l: ‘t’he^iethodist minister flES& «t a f 7^^”-;^fuorty° «J» f vr^‘«^S a ^'.uuS down n ^ t “ f ^iTf^nd& incut attorney of Lowell, indianu j.ai c*t-rd of v^S»Tt«Bd™.rbv Atki'4 »*‘M?.wSca d**cnfc*a doebt^nd^rvany ^-1. wa c f kidn*» «l-cmv ».-.i re.u>rrf & Com . pan y No Fourth. Avenue, New f . prove its value that for the sake of intro auction they will send a free treatment a Sufferer f rom any f orm of Kidney or Bladder disorder, Bright’s Disease, Rheuma s, SSftSSSSSK due to improper action of the Kidneys to the company, and receive the Alkavis fret It is sent to yon entirely free, to prove ^ it* wonderful CUiaUve powet*.