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About Schley County news. (Ellaville, Ga.) 1889-1939 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 7, 1893)
SCHLEY COUNTY ffipS. *' i - published Evcny thcrsday,;;v* Wicriptta, $11 Y.ar Aivai'cs; ; a in A. B. Williamson, Mgr 4 Sam . A million children are instructed in the kindergartens of France •• > . A returned tourist from Yucatan nays that lie visited a deserted had million resi-. ■*V there t^jiieh once a dents. '’the ruins of stately buildings* show thaj'lhe place was yuee a metro. polis. iiltl ♦ • * l --------7 ~' V ‘ Cholera infantum is said to destroy annually about forty thousand infant;, in the United States. This disease Blands sixth on the list of fatal dis eases, and- is largely instrumental in producing'the dcuths of one half of the human race between the time of birth uud five years of age. “ Go to Mexico” is the advice of the Burlington (At.) Free Press. It says: “Laud is cheap, labor is cheap, and all that is wanted is enterprise to make tho production of cofiee in Mexic*< > a groat industry. In the state of Chi apas a farm of 110 acres can be bought for $500, and 2,000 quintals of coffee, worth $35 a quintal, can be raised on it after the trees are three years oId. ” The salary of the office of shipping commissioner in New York, to which ex-Judge Maurice J. Power has just been appointed, is $5,000 a year. Its duties are semi-official. The commis sioner stands between sailors and ship masters and owners, supervises con tracts, calls upon the United States district attorney to prosecute injustice to seamen, and arbitrates certain classes of disputes. The problem of silent machinery running appears to have been brought it step nearer solution by the introduc tion in Austria of cog-wheels made of pressed raw hide, which are to work in conjunction with wheels of cast iron, steel and other metals. Tho new wheels are said to possess great strength. They do not require lubri cating, and are, therefore, clean in operation. It is claimed that they substantially reduce the vibration of the machinery in which they are used. They can be had ready-made or in the form of raw hide disks for shaping by the purchaser. They are supported by a wooden framework, and after be ing cut the wheel is covered with a shellac solution. The greatest draw- 5jack to the new wheel is its compar ative expensiveness. Census Bulletin 375 deals with the white Baptists. The organizations noticed in the bulletins are the regu lar Baptists, north and south, the Primitive and the Old-Two-Seed-in the-Spirit Predestinarians. The mini berof the regular Baptists, north, is returned as 800,025, while the reg uiar Baptists, south, number, 276,491. The Primitive Baptists have 94,348 communicants, and the Predestina riaus, 9,932. The northern Baptists have 414 associations, 7,902 congre gations and church edifices valued at $49,500,000. They are most numer ous in tho States of New York, Illi nois and Pennsylvania, where they have, respectively, 129,711, 95,237 and 88,122 members. Massachusetts, Ohio and Indiana have each over 50,000 members. Among these are German churches, which have conferences of their own. Tho German churches number 200, with 17,000 members, and there are about 200 Swedish churches, with 12,000 members. Un der this head are included the regular Baptists of Delaware and most of those of West Virginia. The southern Bap tists have 565 associations, 206 organ izations and 13,472 church edifices, valued at over $18,000,000. Kentucky has the largest membership, 153,66*1, but North Carolina is a wonderfully do^e second, with 153,648; Georgia has 137,860 ; Texas, 129,734 ; Missouri, 121,985, and Tennessee, 106,532, mak ing a total in these six States of 803, 527, or nearly two-thirds of the whole number of members in the South. Besides the Southern States proper, there are churches in the Indian Ter ritory, Oklahoma anil Kansas, None i* reported from Delaware. The population of.I^ly is very tfeyse, there being 270 people to qyery mileof territory. " sqJtare - ^ __ London f stock operators regard • , , bankruptcy, t » Sjmm . , bordering as . on and believe that the securities of the *–ofkntry wfill fall 20 per cent. . 1 -' iV f ' — ' l — -—-— ttk- John LllbBuok said in a speech the., other vlay* thutjie" thought tlio English pdopib learned more .-of their history from novels and from Shakes peare than front books of history. A late report of the statistician at Washington reveals the fact that tlio number of sheep in the world is 534,- 848,024. They outnumber the swine fivefold, cattle twofold, and horses ninefold. The German 'Society of Agriculture, in connectioa with its section for agri cultural implements, intends to hold a show of petroleum motors for potnto harvesting machines in the fall of this year, and for potato planting machines to be tested in May, 1894. Queen Victoria accepts favors from her subjects about as often as they are offered. She doesn’t draw the line at legacies from her subjects, as was il lustrated in the case of the London tradesman named O’Neil, who left her no less than one million dollars, to the disgust of his sorrowing relatives. The destructive tornado in Iowa calls renewed attention to this myste rious manifestation of Nature’s power, which seems to be almost peculiar to the West, and suggests to the New Y ork Tribune that a scientific investiga tion of its causes might well be under taken by meteorologists. For it is possible that if its causes were known .something might be done to jirevent it, or at any rate, to guard against it. This last tornado was one of the worst that has ever visited the West, and caused a great loss of life and proper ty. A substantial fund has been raised for tbe surviving 8uffererS) most of whbm W lost everything they pos sessed. The effect good roads have upon the social life of a community is illustrated, notes the Chicago Herald, by the con ditions prevailing in the broad level area of Delaware and the eastern shore of Maryland, lying immediately below the foothill region that borders Penn sylvania. The level tract is a fine farming region, inhabited by a pros perous people who have dwelt long in the land. County and state lines are disregarded in social life, and the young folks of one state think nothing of a teu or fifteen mile drive across country to attend a party in the other, Every man knows not only his neigh bors of the same village or county* but as well half the inhabitants of bordering counties in the other state. ------------------------- The future of the horse breeder seems to the American Dairyman to be a matter moment at this time. The advent electricity as a motor for surface Crtrs * 8 displacing large bodies of horses that wore formerly used for such purposes. To this we must add rofl ds that are using and are about to adopt cables. These throw on the market a large contingent of animals, The presence of such a volume of horses, far in excess of the needs of buyers, ruins jjrices. The bicycle is another factor that is replacing the horse in some degree. Its extended use in the near future will enlarge this very materially. Yet with this de creased demand the supply does not indicate diminution. The breeder seems to be intent on the production of that class of horse in largest quanti ty for which there is least inquiry, The demand which the surface rail roads created for horses while they de pended on them for motive power is rapidly passing away in every section of the country. Tho class of animal spited for that work will gradually disappear. Under these changed con ditions we believe the breeders would do wisely if they paused long enough 1° learn the demands of the horse mar ket of the immediate future, That these would be circumscribed is evident when the causes we have mentioned are recalled. Of course, the farmer will breed the horse that best meets his requirements, but the breeder Must await the settling of the market tiiat it may formulate the classes of horses that are most profitable for him to breed and sell. In the Flearl of the Rohe. Whyte lies tftusoant of tho rose? ( In the heart ol it. *Tis a set-ref the butterfly knows, " And a part of it P'* * Cl 11;» lAh L. ....mi. i fek\ A A*k A T no _____ 1 shall not forget It soqg.. . . • W * .V Theje, whore the petals meet, In the heart of it, Lies a ohalioe deep and sweet, ’Tin tho part of it Where the rosodistils the dew It gathers the warm night through. I shall mtiko of the rose a friend, In the heart of it A njfessage I’ll send. I’ll send, —Or a part of it, For tho heart of the rose is small, And eannot contain it all. % • 8he will pin the rose on her breast, And the heart of it Will whisper my love; has she guessed Already a part of it? —Sweet rose, lie lightly above The pure heart of my love. —[Kate Field’s Washington. ■■ JVL1SS ». Taa _. LILL1O0IVLBE __ _ -rn^nyr-nTiici b -rynm BETi BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES. “There it goes again!” said Mr. Pluekitt. “Do you hear it?” “Yes, I hear it,” mildly assented Miss Patricia Pluekitt, his sister. One must be deaf and dumb not to hear it.” Mr. Pluekitt was reading the paper on his vine-shaded veranda. His sister was mending table-linen in a drowsy, perfunctory way. He was short and stout, with a shaggy mous tache and glittering light-blue eyes, looking exactly what lie was — a retired naval officer, who had always been ac customed to maintain the strictest dis cipline in his little world. Miss Patricia was fat and dimpled, like an over-grown doll; as good-na tured as her brother was irascible. “What’s to be done?” cried Mr. Pluekitt, fluttering his newspaper in the air, as if he were signaling a man of-war six miles out to sea. Miss Patricia broke off another needleful of thread. “Why,” she murmured, softly, J “I dont . that anything see can be done.” “l r ou don’t, eh?” “ No, Theodore, I don’t.” “Now look here,” slowly enunciated her brother; I came here, out into these country wildernesses, for peace and quiet, didn’t I?” “Why, I suppose so, Theodore.” “Have I got it, eh? Will you ans wer me that?” *‘ People don’t always get what they expect,” artfully responded Miss Pa tricia. “ No, it seems not. I don’t, any how.” Mr. Pluekitt had risen to his feet and was now pacing the veranda quart er-deck fashion, with his hands clasped under his coat-tails, “ But,” he added, “ there are some things flesh and blood cannot endure, and chief among them is this screaming peacock. One’s neighbors have no business tormenting one like this. ” “I don’t think Miss Lillicombe meant to torment you,” soothingly sjjoke Miss Patricia. “No? Eh? W T liat does she mean?” “If you like, I’ll go over this after noon, send in my card, and speak to her on the subject. ” ■‘I don’t like!’’snapped her brother, “ She has been spoken to already, and has not paid one particle of attention, There? Do you hear it?” Miss Pluekitt prudeutly rose, and murmuring something about “ getting tea ” disappeared into the house, The harsh shriek of a peacock once more rent the air. “When I moved into this house,’’ soliloquized Mr. Pluekitt, “Iwpstold there were such nice neighbors. Neigh, bors! Humph! Eh, George, what is it?” A shock-headed gardener made his appearance at this moment, with a spade in one hand. “Plase, zur,” gasped he, wiping his forehead with a speckled bandana hand kerchief, “ It’s Miss Lillicombe’s pav cock, a-been a-zcratchin’ up the new pansy-bed. ” “ Miss Lillicombe’s peacock?” “Ees, zur. An’ noo lie’s gone to roost in. the big hen-house, with the white turkeys an’ the goolden Cochin Chinas. ” “Gone to roost, eh?” A slow smile illuminated Mr. Pluekitt’s classic features. “ Well, George, don’t dis turb the poor fellow. ” “Bain’t I to drive he out, zur?” No, certainly not.. Is that your idea of hospitality? Lock the poultry, yard, George, and bring me the key. ” “Ees, zur!” answered George; and he departed, In the dead of night, Miss Patricia, in a striped flannel neglige and hair screwed up in curl-papers, flew to her door. “ Theodore! Theodore!” she gasp ed, “ there’s robbers on the place. I saw a dark-lantern down by the garden wall. I — oh, good gracious me they’ve been here already! They’ve killed him! Oh, Theodore, Theo—” In turning from the empty room, plump Patricia had nearlv tumbled over her brother, who was hurrying up stairs. “Hold your tongue, Patty,” said he, breathlessly. “It wasn’t a burglar; it was me. ’Sh, ’sh, Patty; I’ve done it.” “Done what, Theodore?” “I’vewrnng that atrocious bird’s neck.” “ The turkey, Theodore? How did you know I wanted the turkey for Fri day’s dinner? I told George—” Mr. Pluckett chuckled once more. “Go back to bed, Patricia, ” said he. “It’s all right. I just heard a noise down by the stables,.and I thought I’d r • fc 1 <** . what trouble go and see the was. It’s all right now.” Mr. Pluckett retired to his pillow, and dreamed that Miss Lillicombe’s peacock waked him up with his scream ing at four o’clock in the morning. He sat up in bed, staring at the golden penciling of sunrise qirtho wall. ‘' Miss Lillicombe is a. handsome woman,” he said to himself. “She gave me one of those rare Holland bulbs lust fall; and that bowl of soup she sent in when Patty had a sore throat was simply perfection. I’m — almost — sorry— And then he lay down again and went to sleep. When he descended into the garden that morning, Miss Lillicombe herself was coming up the path between a double 7 ,, row of t dew-sparkling roses, „ ohj Mr Plllckittj .. ( . rieil ^ “ I’m so sorry ! Patricia has just told me how dreadfully Prince Pepiu has been annoying you.” Mr. Pluekitt looked bewildered. “ I don’t know any gentleman of that name,” said he. Miss Lillicombe laughed. “I mean the peacock,” said she. “ But you shall not be troubled any more. I’ve given him to my Uncle Bagbury, who is a famous bird-fancier. He’s to take him away” at once. And if you’ll forgive me for being so thoughtless, I’ll promise never to keep such a noisy pet about the place again. ” ‘ ‘ Hello, Laura ! ” thundered a hoarse voice over the hedge. “ Where’s that peacock?” “Uncle Bagbury himself!” cried Miss Lillicombe, clasjnng her hands. “And we can’t find Prince Pepin any where. Do, dear Mr. Pluekitt, help me look for him?” “Plaze, miss,” said George, the gardener, * ‘ ees iu the poultry ’ouse along with the other fools. Master’s got key in his pocket.” “Y-yes,” stammered Mr. Pluekitt, turning pale and red by turns. “I — I’ll go and see. Here, Patty, take Miss Lillicombe into the cool piazza. ” And only too thankful to secure a moment or two for reflection, he turn ed away to the pretty Gothic poultry houses under the terraces. “Now, how am I to tell her,” he franctieally asked himself, “that I deliberately went out and wrung that pretty creature’s neck last night? I knew that tender of mine would be the ruin of me. Why couldn’t I have bridled it a little? Why — why couldn’t I have behaved like a sensible man?” Slowly and sadly he fitted the key into the door and swung it open. With a deafening screech something in green and gold flew past him, and a peacock’s plume fluttered down upon his head— As a feuther is wafted downwar From an eagle in Ids flight. Ere the rest of the imprisoned winged creatures liad made their pre cipitate escape, Mr. Pluekitt stumbled over the remains of the unfortunate white turkey which by the uncertain light of the lantern he had mistaken f° r U ie chief offender, the night before. “ There is such a thing as luck in this world,” said Mr. Plnckitt, his -^hole -face becoming radiant, “Tlda tioio I’ve oscaped from the consequence# of my own temper. It sluill be a le ssou to me henceforward.”' Uncle Bagbury was waiting °n tho piazza, wijjh his niece and Miss Patric ia Pluekitt and the appearance of Prince Pepin, in his green-aud-gold uniform, filled them all with delight “You darling!” cried Miss Lilli combe, stroking his royal crest. “Oh, I could cry to part with you! only — only I can’t endure to have Mr. Pluek itt annoyed.” And she smiled shyly up at the re tired naval officer. Uncle Bagbury was telling Miss Patricia some very interesting stories about the instinct of field crows. Mr. Pluekitt came a little nearer to Miss Lillicombe. “ Do you really like me better than Prince Pepin?” said he, insinuatingly. “Oh, a thousands times.” “I wonder why?” “ Oh, because you are such a good neighbor! And you’ve been so kind to mamma and me!” The long lashes drooped so grace fully— the delicate junk color glowed in her cheek. Mr. Pluekitt came nearer still; he slid his arm around Miss Lillicombe’s waist. Prince Pepin flew away with an ear splitting shriek, but Miss Lillicombe couldn’t fly; she > was a captive. “Don’t start, Laura,” said Mr. Pluekitt. “Do you think you could like me well enough to —marry me?” And Miss Lillicombe murmured that ’“she thought she could.” Uncle Bagbury departed with the peacock in the basket, through which a hole was cut to let his lovely train hang out like a fine lady going to a court ball. Wise Miss Patricia went in to see about breakfast. “Who would have thought it?” said she. “And Theodore over fifty! But Laura’s a darling, and I’m so glad!” And Miss Lillicombe never knew row near her affianced lover had come to murdering Prince Pepin. But, after all, perhaps she might have pardoned him even had she known it. Women are forgiving souls.—[Satur day Night. He Trusts Strangers. “ Here’s my meal cheek, but I have no money to-day.” “Very well, sir — some other day will do.” You will hear these words repeated thirty times a day in a certain down town eating house here, and they mean that a total stranger has had a hearty meal, can’t pay for the same, and the proprietor is willing to accept his promise to settle his bill some future time. In any other place the man would be looked upon as a dead-beat and either kicked out or turned over to the police. Here he is treated as a gentleman and j>ut on liis honor. A reporter went in, ate fifty cents’ worth of well-cooked food, took his check to the cashier and said: “I’m dead broke to-day.” “What name, please? ” he asked. “John Smith.” “Very well; come in any time; glad to see you. Good day.” He recorded name, date and amount, and the reporter departed. Three days later he called to pay. ID did not look at all surprised as he hunted out the slip and change. Indeed, it was just what he expected, for ten years’ experience had taught him that ninety-five per cent, of “dead brokes ” return and square up. If all the vagabonds of New York could get credit at an eating house, business would go to the wall in a fortnight, but that class are not admitted. There is a man at the door who “spots” them and warns them off when they appear. A decent-looking man will pass muster every time, however, and, though now and then one fails to square up, the loss is a mere trifle. The pro prietor of the place said he had more trouble with dishonest waiters in his employ than with the thousands who feed at his place every year. He loses a dollar through a waiter for every dime lost by trusting an entire stranger. — [New York Recorder. Leprosy is said to be increasing at an alarming rate in Japan, and the native Journals are urging the authorities to take measures for its repression.
