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About Schley County news. (Ellaville, Ga.) 1889-1939 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 26, 1892)
Sfee never burned with passion’s fires, ohe never craved a mawkish fame; Her nerves were never strung ou wires. But sunshine followed where she came. Her ways in school were circumspect, Aud made her seem a trifle prim; Her maiden manners were correct, Her cheerful goodness naught could dim. Although she ne’er disdained life’s joys, She ne’er forgot religion’s claims' , In Sunday school her girls and boys V.’ere al! imbued with life's grand aims. In church she ne’er seemed sanctified, And only fit for angel sphere; IV bile others talked of Him who died, She worked inlov. -*'r mortals here. She rr.irrie i poorly in the sense That life’s great goal is glittering goli But io: her pains had recompense iu love of man in God’s own mold. And lurther on in life there came A group of children in her home, tV no honored e’er their father’s name, And from her guidance ne’er would roam. Old came on, and children brought Grandchildren to the sacred place tVhere mother, wife and maid had taught Grand lessons to His grandest race. Then ‘ ‘earth to earth, and dust to dust,” Was said at last above the bier Where Jay the flower of earthly trust, Whose symbol rose to heavenly sphere. God bless the homes such women make! God bless the world where such are rife! Bor hearts would love and never break If but such shrines were found in life. —Earl Marble,in Philadelphia Press' PHILIP’S FIRST SUIT. ar EDMUND y.YONS. HAT had become 0 . of Mable Stone? That was the prob lem that puzzled Yjj the people of Sq ua ,> lacket, and they m V/ n ELt were to no nearer a vyrM Wl solution in January than they were in vL July, when, oneop i^,, pressively hot morn ing, Mabel’s place ''-s at the breakfast s' table vacant, was and Deacon Stone learned from a servant, who bad been kept awake by a toothache, that his daughter had arisen at four o'cloek in the morning and gone out hurriedly in to the gray dawn. She had not returned at nightfall,and when it was ascertained that her aunt in New York, whom she frequently visited, was ignorant of her whereabouts, and that her brother, who was trying to build up a medical prac tice in Boston, had not seen her or heard from her, a dark suspicion arose in Squalacket that she had run away with Philip Mesmer; for Squalacket was a New England town, and every inhab itant in it had grown weary of compar ing his or her own goodness with that of the neighbors, and arrived at a comfort able if somewhat monotonous conclusion that the home virtues wete a little purer and rather more securely rooted than any others. If there is such a thing as an excess of righteousness, Squalacket knew what it was, and a ripple of wrong doing ap pearing upon the otherwise unruffled surface of its purity was like a Jittle flavor of onion lurking in a bowl of salad. “Half suspected,” it animated the whole. So the people of the strait laced town were perhaps unduly hasty in grasping a forbidden fruit when they declared, with something nearly ap proaching unanimity, that Philip Mes mer and Mabel Stone had eloped. To be sure, the circumstantial evidence was strong against the young couple. Philip was only twenty-two, aud though all his friends said he had in him the making of a great lawyer, he had not yet been called to the bar. This would not have mattered greatly, because his life lay before him, and his crusty old uncle allowed him enough money to cover his bare expenses, with the provision that it should all be returned, with accrued in terest and by increasing installments, as soon as his profession began to yield him an income. But Philip, though not yet a barrister, was too good a lawyer not to be ignorant of the dangers of delay. He had already, he hoped, carried one suit to a successful issue. It was a suit for Mabel’s hand iu marriage, and the young lady had rendered judgment in his favor. But Deacon Stone had reviewed this de cision, reversed it, and thrown Philip's case, on motion of appeal, out of court. He said his daughter was his heiress, and, as he was rich, no penniless young fellow, on the strength of his expecta tions, should marry her. suited. Philip, however, was not easily non At a last interview with Mabel, before he went back to Philadelphia to digest more law, he offered to release her from her engagement to him; but Mabel was not the sort of girl to take advan tage of his generosity, and perhaps he knew that before he exercised it. Love (especially love with a profound knowl edge of law behind it) is rarely quite un selfish, she promised to wait for him, if necessary, until time was no longer young, and he assured her that he would return to Squalacket to claim her as as he had mastered the contents of first brief, which he expected with new year; for he was called to the about Christmas, and in Jauuary the of Onllv vr. West would he tried in SCHLEY COUNTY NEWS. Superior Court, and Colly, who was a friend of his dead father, was pledged to retain him as junior counsel to show the jury that West had cut down a tree which stood evenly on the dividing line of the West and Colly properties, and laughed derisively and scurriously railed at Colly for saying that his half of the trunk should have been respected and left standing. x l And if that isn’t a good case and a sure winner, darling,” said Philip, en thusiastically, as he folded Mabel in his arms, “I wonder what is. Don't you?” Then he kissed her again, and said he wouldn’t weary her with the dry details of the law. It was very encouraging. And thus hopefully they parted. Philip went back to Philadelphia by a night train, and Mabel returned to her father’s house. But the deacon gave her a very bad half-hour after supper. He said Philip was nothing better than a beggar, dependent upon his uncle's bounty; that he was a mean fellow, and too dull to succeed at any bar except a marble topped one with bottles behind it, and somebody with him before it to pay his reckoning. He said many other things about her lover that Mabel, being a high spirited girl, could not stand at all. She went to her room when she could restrain her tears no longer, and when she had locked her door, and relieve' 4 her heart with such tears as she had not shed since her mother died, twelve years before,she decided that she could never again have a home until Philip made one for her. She had promised her lover that she would never marry any other man; but she had also promised her father that she would not wed without his consent. The situation was rather conflicting, and only one thing was quite clear to her; that was that, neither Philip nor the deacon should have an opportunity to urge her to break either pledge. She trusted her lover,and she trusted herself; and above all, she had a higher trust that her dead mother had taught her. So when she packed up a few articles of clothing iu a small hand-bag, counted her savings, which amounted to about seventv-five dollars, and stole away with the dawn unobserved by any one in the house except the tooth-tortured servant, she felt loaely, and perhaps a little fright ened, but not at all the guilty conscience stricken creature that the deacon aud most of the pious people of Squalacket felt assured that she must be as soon as her flight was discovered. Deacon Stone was not, any time, a man of many ideas. He had only room for one now, and that his wayward and rebellious daughter had gone to Phila delphia to join Philip. He hastened there as fast as steam could carry him, and went at once to the law student’s one dingy room in Arch Street. He found its occupant wrestling manfully with the Revised Statutes of Pennsylva nia, and the earnestness with which he assured his visitor that he was quite ig norant of Mabel’s movements as well as his own distress as he heard of her flight, wculd have convinced au unprejudiced person that he spoke the truth. But the deacon was a man of very fixed opinions, lie called the objectionable quality that usually won for him his own way “de termination.” His fellow church members referred to it as “pig-headedness, ” but that was only when there was no chance of his hearing of the term so applied. He now openly refused to credit Philip's declaration. But the young man listened to his rambling, vehemently told story, and then with the same coolness and deliberation that afterward greatly helped him in the case of Colly vs. West, he pretty thoroughly cross-examined him. He learned enough about the scene in the i arlor the night preceding Mabel’s flight to give him a tolerably clear in sight as to the actual state of affairs, and his knowledge of the proud, self-reliant character of the girl assured him that when she returned it would be of her own free-will. Whatever efforts he made to find her must be advanced with the utmost delicacy, for he knew that any thing like publicity would deeply offend her. It wa3 with great difficulty that he finally persuaded the deacon to refrain from taking the police into his confi dence; and the old man departed,finally, vowing that if his daughter were not back in Squalacket before the end of the week he would obtain a warrant for Philip’s arrest, aud raise such a hue-and cry after Mabel as would lead to her dis covery if she were still above ground. Other and more important matters must have claimed his attention, for, so far as Philip could ascertain, he made no fur ther attempt to find the fugitive. And so the dreary weeks lengthened into months. Mabel’s retreat was nearly as much a mystery as ever—not as much, for Philip received one short letter from her, which relieved his anxiety. She was in New York, aud was safe and well. She refused to tell him her address, but promised to write to him again when events justified such a course—say,when the Philadelphia newspapers announced that Colly had won his suit against West. With this assurance he was obliged to be contented; and in the early days of December Philip was called to the bar. But while one man may lead a horse to the water, twenty men cannot make him drink; and Philip soon found that it is easier to become a barrister than to find clients. The case of Colly vs. West went over until the next term of the court. The parsimonious uncle had stopped 1 supplies, and if the briefless young lawyer had not succeeded in ob taining a little literary work as book reviewer for a newspaper, the room in Arch street might have wanted a fire. It was warm and comrortable enough, however, wnon he nurned into it out of the biting ah-one evening; and, lighting the lamp, he saw that two sealed enve lopes lay upon tho table. The one he opened first contained a circular from a New York land syndicate, setting forth the great opportunities offered to obtain prairie homes where the wilderness would soon be made to blossom like a rose. The address on the second envelope was in writing that was strange to him. It enclosed a letter from a lawyer, an nouncing the sudden death of his uncle, and his accession to a reasonably large fortune. And now where was Mabel? She would not communicate with him, he knew, until good news reached her. She might learn of a successful issue to the suit of Colly vs. Wes’, but how was she to hear of this windfall unless he told her of it? He was a comparatively rich man now, but he cared nothiug for his wealth if Mabel could not share it with him, and, with a great longing in his heart, lie took her last short brave letter from his desk and laid it on the table, while he drew the lamp toward him. It was beside the other two envelopes, but be knew her writing well, and looked fondly at the address as he picked up one that bore it. Then he opened it, and drew out the despised land circular. How did that wretched advertisement gel there? Suddenly the blood rushed to his forehead as he saw that the addresses or both emvelopes were precisely similar. Not for a moment did Philip doubt thal they had both been written by Mable, But how could such a thing have hap pened? The young man had not wasted his time as a law student. He knew how to weigh evidence, and in half an hour he was on his way to New York. He has tened to the office of the land syndicate, which having a pressure of business on hand, was still open, shewing people how to acquire homes on the prairie. He had little trouble in ascertaining that s Miss Mable Stone was one of its army o 1 workers who addressed envelopes, and * young woman who was in the office gave her address to him. He fouAd her with a long list of names before her, and a box c out lining a thou sand envelopes on the table. She was about to adress the first when he entered, and said, quietly, “Let us do it to gether, Mabel.” In her amazement she nearly upset the ink., but when he had told his story she was satisfied, and allowed him to help her. Splendidly they did it. Before ten o'clock they had addressed a thou sand envelopes, and earned seventy-five cents between them. Then he left her, but on the following day they journeyed to Squalacket together, and Deacon Stone, though at first inclined to turn them both out of the house, was mollified as soon as he heard of the altered aspect of affairs, and was easily induced to con sent to their marriage. A lawyer was a useful person to have in a family, any how, he said, and as he was thinking of suing the church trustees for applying five dollars of the funds subscribed for a new pulpit to the relief of a widow whose husband had been killed on the railroad track, it was well to be prepared for emergencies. Philip and Mabel were married when the case of Colly vs. West was tried id the Superior Court. Colly’s senior coun sel was unable to attend, and the brunt of the battle fell upon Philip. He won it triumphantly. The jury gave Colly six cents damages, but that carried the costs.—Harper’s Weekly. The Eskimos Surely Starving. Hitherto the Eskimos have depended for food upon the whale, walrus, and seal of the coast and the fish of the rivers. The first three animals have also supplied them with clothing, boats, and all other necessaries of life. Fifty years ago the whalers, having exhausted other waters, sought the northern Pacific for whales, pursuing them into Bering Sea, and carrying the war of extermination into the Arctic Ocean. At length the few surviving whales have been driven to the neighborhood of the pole, and their species has become well-night ex tinct on the Alaskan coast. Respond ing to a commercial demand for ivory, the whalers’ turned their attention to the walrus and proceeded to wipe them out of existence likewise. Sometimes as many as two thousand of the valuable beasts would be slaughtered on a single cake of ice, merely for their tusks. Thus a walrus is hardly to be found to-day in those waters where so short a time age the animals were so numerous that their bellowings were heard above the roar of the waves and the grinding of the floes. Seals and sea-lions are now getting so scarce that the natives have difficulty in procuring enough of their skins to cover boats. They used to catch and cure great quantities of fish in the streams, but their supply from this source has recently diminished owing to the establishment of great cannaries which send millions of cans of salmon out of the country an nually and destroy vastly more by waste ful methods. 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