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VOL. III.
Gone.
Out of the shadow of sadness
luto the sunshine of gladness,
Into the light of the blest;
Out of a land very dreary,
Out of the world of the weary,
Into the rapture of rest.
Out of today’s sin and sorrow,
Into a blissful tomorrow,
Into a day without gloom;
Out of a land filled with sighiug—
Land of the dead and the dying—
Into a land without tomb.
Out of the world of the wailing,
Thronged with the anguished aud ailing,
'Jut of the world of the sad,
Into the world that rejoices—
World of bright visions and voices—
Into the world of the glad!
—P. Donan.
THE WHITE TOPAZ.
Isn’t it strange, ma?” said Josie Bell-
field. “This key I found on the garret
floor exactly fits the lock of Mr. Wain-
wrigh'.’s funny little Japanese box.”
“You don’t say sol” said Mrs. Bell-
field. How do you know?”
Mm Josephine reddened a little.
“Oh, I thought I would just try it, 5
said she. “And it works to a charm. 5
“I should think you would be
ashamed of yourself,” said Jfary, the
youngest scion of the house of Bellfield,
who, with her head aureoled around
with a “sweeping cap,” was “doing”
the boarders’ rooms.
Per Mrs. Bellfield kept boarders, and
a hard time she had of it, poor soul!
between exacting old ladies, capricious
young one3, bad bills and an inexorable
landlord.
“Hold your tongue, Miry!” she said
sharply. Don’t you hear Miss Parker’s
bell? Run aud answer it. Now that
she’s gone, Josie, what’s that about the
jj»rey ? I dare say he’s dropped it him¬
self.”
“No, ma; he always carries it on his
ring,” said Josephine in a sepulchral
whisper. “Look, I’ve always wondered
what he has kept in that box.”
“It wouldn’t be any harm,” said Mrs.
Bellfield, drawing a quick breath, “to
look into it, just for the fun of the
thing. ”
Now that Mary isn’t here,” whispered
Josephine, as she turned the key in the
wards of the lock belonging to a quaint
Japanese box or cupboard, erected on a
rude writing table in the corner of Mr.
Wainwright’s shabbily furnished bed¬
room. “La, mi! it’s as full of queer
little drawers and apartments as it can
be. And do look at these little files and
screws and buzz-saws aud blades—the
tiniest things in the world!”
“I do hope he ain’t a counterfeiter,”
said Mrs. Behfield. “Open that left-
hand drawer, Josie; it’s full of funny
little tools—and, oh! do see that big
diamondl doesn’t it sparkle?”
For out from a velvet-lined subdivi
•ion in the tool drawer, flashed a many¬
faced, glittering stone, seeming to cre¬
ate a sudden brilliancy in tho dusky
corner.
“Well, I declare!” said Miss Jose¬
phine, with a vicious toss of the head.
“If ho can afford to own a diamond
like that, I don’t see any sense in his
owing you a quarter’s board, ma.”
“He must be a regular miser, for all
he’s so young,” said Mrs. Bellfield, ex¬
citedly. “I wonder if it’s an heir¬
loom?”
“It must De very valuable, anyhow,”
■aid Josephine. “I say, ma, do you
suppose it’s areal diamond?”
“Why, of course it is! No imitation
would sparkle so.”
“I’d like to have Peter see it.”
“Well, show it to him, then,” said
Mrs. Bellfield. “You’ll have plenty of
time to rundown to the store with it-
before Wainwright comes back to din-
• ncr.”
“Would you, ma, if you were me!’’
“To be sure I would,” said the ma¬
tron. “Peter ought to be a judge of
precious stones, seeing he has stood be¬
hind the counter of a jeweller’s store for
three years..
“We Seek the Reward of Honest Labor.”
GEORGIA FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 15, 1889.
“But, ma,” twittered Miss Josephine,
“supposo he should find it out?”
“He won’t find it out. Do make
hastel” urged Mrs. Bcllfield.
Mr. Puffit had just made an excellent
sale of a tripple-plated silver tea set to
an old lady who did not know last
year’s styles from this, when Miss Bell-
field fluttered in, all smiles and excite¬
ment.
“I just want to show you something,”
said Mis 3 Eellfield, feeling in the depths
of her pocket. “OhI here’s the box;
but the cover has come off. How awk¬
ward! Where is it? *
There was the box, there was the lit¬
tle piece of pink jeweller’s cotton, there
was the treacherous cover, but, alas and
alackadayl the glittering stone was
gone.
“What was it, anyway?” said the
puzzled Peter. “If it’s anything that I
can do-•”
“Oh, it’s lost, it’s lost!” screamed
Josephine, and she straightway went
into hysterics.
Peter walked with licr all the way
home, and their two pairs of eyes scru¬
tinized every section of the pavement
between tho jewelry store and the
boarding bouse, but in vain.
Mr. Wainwright came home to the
frugal dinner of the establishment, and
went away again without discovering
that the Japanese box had been tam¬
pered with, and it was not until he
opened it in the evening, after lighting
his shaded lamp, and making every
preparation for a long interval of unin¬
terrupted work, that he discovered that
the great, glittering gem had vanished.
Inquiries were useless, Policemen
marched the house and questioned the
maids; private detectives investigated
the antecedent* of the, other boarders so
effectually that nearly all of thfem
promptly gave Mrs. Bellfield notice;
the great firm of Slime Sparkle,
goldsmiths and dealers in precious
stones, sent their own confidential
agent to look into things. It seemed
that the gem had been intrusted to Mr.
Wainwright to cut and polish at his own
residence, on account of his superior
workmanship and the excellent reputa¬
tion he sustained; that it was worth a
great deal of money, and could not pos¬
sibly be duplicated.
“Diamonds, indeed!” said Mr. Oram,
the confidential agent. “It’s worth
more than half the diamonds in circula¬
tion. A genuine white topaz. To be
cut for the centre of Mrs. Midas Money¬
bag’s great tiara—the celebrated tiara
that everyone has heard of. I’m afraid
young Wainwright will bo ruined if it
doesn’t turn up. Our firm has every
right to prosecute, but, owing to the
good character the man bears, we give
him the privilege of making financial
restitution. Twenty-five hundred dol¬
lars is cheap for that white topaz. It’s
absolutely unmatchable. Quite sui
generis, if I may use the expression.
It s a good deal of money—yes—but
then it’s the price of Mr. Wainwright’s
future reputation.
El win Wainwright had been a poor
man—poor in everything but honor and
ambition. Now he seemed to be bank¬
rupt in both, The white topaz was
gone, and it was a literal impossibility
for him to raise the sum required for its
ransom.
“I may as well shoot myself and be
done with it,” said he, sitting in tho
dusk of the stuffy little room, unpleas¬
antly conscious that a detective was
watching the house from the opposite
side of the street, and that one of the
other boarders had objected to sit next
to him at supper. He felt on the lower
shelf of his cupboard; ihero was a little
six-barrelled revolver there already
loaded. Just as he took it in his hand
there was a gentle creaking of the door,
a soft rushing across tho floor, the
sound of a key grating cautiously in a
lock—the lock of his Japanese cabinet.
One spring from behind the heavy
brown moreen custains, and he was
close to the intruder.
‘•Miss Bell field, is it you}’’ H«
started back with sheer amazement, al¬
most horror.
“I thought you ■were gone out” she
sobbed. “I—oh, Mr. Wainwright!” as
her eye fell on the gleaming barrel of
the deadly little weapon—“don't de
that, please. Here it is. I’ve brought
it back!”
4 ‘Brought, what back?”
“The white topaz.”
She opened her hand and showed him
the white, glittering, cube-shaped thing
that had nearly cost him so do.r*f
“Mary, it was you, then?”
“It was not I,” she answered qi«*
ly. “How dare you think such a thing
of me?”
Then she told him the story of Jose¬
phine and her chance-found key—of
how the jewel had been taken away,
and how she had found it on the hall
floor, where it had evidently been lost
out of her sister’s pocket.
“I picked it up and brought it to my
own room,” said she. “I didn’t want
mother and Josephine to know that I
suspected or bad overheard anything. I
was going to put the stone back when I
got a chance, but Joscphino bad se¬
creted the hateful key, and I’ve just
been able to get possession of it. ■ Oh,
Mr. Wainwright, forgive me for my si¬
lence, but remember that I couldn’t be¬
tray my own mother and sister.”
“It had nearly cost me my life,
Mary.”
The poor girl burst into tears and
sobs.
“And what Las it not cost me?” she
cried. “The sleepless nights, the days
of anguish and terror ! Oh, Mr. *A uin-
wright, if my folly had caused ydtur f
death, I should have died, too!”
Mary, you surely cannot moan/-—”
But she had imq away, #t>v
face with her hands, leaving the ivhita
topaz in his possession.
So the matter came to an end, Mrs.
Bellfield and her elder daughter never
clearly understood how. EdwuqWaia-
wright was restored to the favor of his
employers and on a considerable in¬
crease of salary became engaged to Mary
Bellfield; and tbe white topaz eventual¬
ly shone and sparkled in tbe vet centre
of Mrs. Midas Moneybag’s gran'- tiara,
where it belonged.
Mr. Puffit is still constant to Joseph¬
ine, but he discourages any further
amateur tampering with locks and k ys.
“It was an awkward look,” says he.
And Wainwright loves Mary none the
less because she run such a terrible risk
to protect the name and fame of her
mother and sister .—Fireside Companion.
Thc Portuguese Man-of-War.
Physalia, tbe Portuguese man-of-war,
with its beautiful blue float, may at
times be seen in the Gulf Stream. The
float, filled with air, serves to keep the
animal on the surface, and, driven by
,ho wind, to bear it from place to place.
It is a curious animal or rather cluster
of animals we should say, for naturalists
now consider . . it ... to be , a group funelion,, of .... indi-
viduals, having different hut
working for Iho tamo geoeral cnee-
that of supporting tho m M a. They a., J
that in this . group there ., are some whose ,
sole , . to , obtain , , . , food, . some to
purpose . is
digest, ,. . others to reproduce, etc., : vet ,
each . is . an individual animal working
lor the good of .he whole, that,*
whole may work for it, good, and that
m conjunction .. they ., may perform 1 . all „ the ,
functions , of , life ... necessary to . the well- ,,
, being . and . general . welfare .. of .. the whole ,
united .. , colony. , m The cluster has , most
remarkable . ,, defensive . . . beinr»
1 powers, ’ °
well furnished with lasso cells , or sting- . b
orgnn,. The.o conetet ..... of Mil,
,ng
,r vr rr;. [ a “ e ° ed 40
thread-like , arms, ’ each of which is coiled
up in a ,. little iit cell. ,, Whenever it is
necessary „ to use them they arc hurled
out with violence, and each barb rtrtk-
ing the object, penetrates, for it has tht
power of . working into flesh, and bo-
,ng covered with a sort of pol.on, it, in
conjunction (he and with renders many others, harmless. benumbs j
prey it 1
$1.00 PER ANNUM, In Aivamk.
The Comm Washing Stick.
The Corean washing stick is not un¬
like a base ball bat. These sticks are
used instead of flat irons. They arc lit-
tie more than sixteen inches long and
not quite two inches thick at the ex-
tremo end. At the hand-grasp they are
three-quarters of an inch thick. In the
hands of an irate washerwoman who felt
her cause to bo just most formidable
weapons they might, bo. It may bo a
matter of wonder that the women have
not come to dominato in a country
wbero they are armed with such imple¬
ments of housewifery.
A legend that has the merit of nn-
tiqmty is attached to this washing stick.
A blacksmith, a tiler and a palanquin
bearer were greatly henpecked. Their
wivos, doubtless, had good reasons for
their severity. This bo as it may, the
lives of these lionc3t tradesmen wore
made miserable by domestic tyranny.
This got to be so bad after a while that
tho three'men resolved to make common
•ause for their mutual defense, t They
took an opportunity, when tho \wivcs
were holding a sociable confab at the
house of the tiler, to meet in secret con-
fercnce*at the blacksmith’s house to de¬
cide upon some means of getting the
better of tlieir wives. They had to bo
very secret about it, for no one
knows W'hat was apt to follow a discov-
ery by the objects of their dread.
After they had been in conference for
some time and had just begun to talk
brave a friend who was a practical joker
came rushing into tho house, crying:
4 Run, run for your lives. They are
coming with their washing stick 3 .”
The men started up in fright, for they
thought their wives were unon them
with these dreadful sticks. ^Jl’he tiler
and the palanquin bearer had run a
long way, when they discovered that
they were but two; the blacksmith had
not run away with them. Then they
began to bo ashamed, and to try to ex¬
cuse their running.
“You see,” said the tiler, “I left a
piece of tiling off my roof I was repair¬
ing and I thought I saw a cloud.”
“And las a palanquin bearer,” said
♦he other, “am so in the habit of run-
ning, that I do it every now and then
by instinct. I sometime 3 run as much
as two miles without knowing it.”
Thus they endeavored to concoct ex¬
cuses to make to the blacksmith, whoso
bravery in not running stood out in re¬
proach to their own cowardly conduct.
Downcast and shamefaced they entered
the house, after peeping in to make sure
that their wivos were not there.
“a had no idea he was so brave,”
the tiler whispered.
When they got in the house they
found the blacksmith lying on the floor.
They turned him over; ho was quite
dead. lie had died of fright at the an-
nouncement that his wife was com ing.
m , nt IrrI g , ti011 „„
T , . 77 °P 1DIOn . . 3 a 7 3 cnera Bow-
>
man in the Kansas City J hmes, ’ that ir.
” ... Sal '°" .,, , bC , " C oI d °“ bli “8
‘ h “ fT, T*
if I further T 7, believe n, that • ! in T the ” S east * where
the rainfall is heavy, ’ but uncertain, ’ ir-
rigation . ,. will .,, ultimately , . bo resorted to
in - order , to . insure . “ greater regularity J of
T , , , ,, T^
"T„ U "' t ' id ^ 7 n °* ,
quire irrigation. f This territory * in-
eludes , . parts of , California, r , Texas, „ Kan-
sas > Nebraska, , T Nevada, Oregon, ail , of
Arizona, * • „ -vr New Mexico, lr ’ Utah, , ’ ... Wyoming,
Montana, M i and i portions ,. of Dakota , and
w Wasmngton. ° Through .... this vast ... terri-
4 tory there ., flow a number , of „ streams ,
withnn,r„wv,lley S ca,«hlcofcn!,iva-
“«»• t» ^ WU u» n.„ t*.
their * 1-11 abode, cities have , . been
„„ en up
u, built n and „„,i now the cry 13 ■ t for more room.
The room is there and tho only thing
ncclM lo m thc btoad sonburncd
Uin , vie with valleys in irrigation;
^ ,„ vor „ thl , mothod ot
« c , llmi „ 2 Und , „ ^ strong, „„d
1 predict that ten years will witness a
revo.niton.
NO. 4.
Tolts and Ohms.
A volt is the unit or staudurd of elec¬
tromotive force, explains a writer in
the Chicago Tribune. European clee-
trieians call it an “element.” Jfc is Ihta
parts of which an electric battery is con-
strucled, and consists of plates of zin
aopper or prepared carbon, which a
immersed in a liquid containing one o
a limited number of acids employed for
the purpose of generating electricity by
contact with the metal and carbon. A
battery consists of a number of volts,
the number varying with the strength
of the electric current to bo generated.
The term “volt” is foimcd from tho
same as Volta, tho Italian scientist,
whose name is prominently connected
with tho development of electrical
science.
lu the same way tho “ohm” is named
after Professor Ohm, who invented it
as a standard or unit of measuring the
res> 9 *p-uoe to an electric current in its
transmit -ion through a body, usually a
wire, thereby measuring the conducting
power of the wire. If water flows
through a pipe the calibre of tho pfpo
represents the resistance to the flow of
the water—the narrower the pipe tho
greater the resistance. In a similar
way the electric current cneountors re¬
sistance arising probably from the in¬
herent magnetic and electric properties
of the molecules it traverses.
In travelling tho current loses its
force, spending it in overcoming this
resistance, as an engine running along a
tiack spends its force in overcoming tho
resistance of the fraction. The “ohm”
is the unit of resistance. Its quantity
has byen determined by experiment,
and, as in other departments of physi-
cal .<■an arbitrary ./standard lirw
beena Wished' by which to measure
it. J f !
The Right to Kill Seals.
For twenty years tho Seal Islands,
with the right to kill seals upon them,
lmvc 1,0011 ]casetl W the government to
a company, which is allowed to t ike
not over 100,000 skins a year, upon
payment of a fixed royalty for each skin.
The islands are handed over into the
* bsolute custody of the company, under
certain restrictions as to the treatment
of the natives, which it is alleged, the
company's agents systematically vi data.
There is no way of reaching the islands
except upon a government vessel or by
one of the company’s ships. For tho
greater part of the year there is no
communication whatever with tho
islands; no one is allowed to land there
except government agents unless they
have the company’s permission, Dis-
tanccs in Alaska are enormous. From
Sitka to the Seal Islands as tho crow
flies is over 1,000 miles, As a vessel
sails it is over 1,500 miles. The islands
arc difficult of approach. Sometimes a
vessel will be for ten days in their
neighborhood without being able fo dis¬
cover them on account of the fog.
The recent seizures of vessels in B:hr-
ing Sea has been on account of the tak¬
ing of seals on or near the Seal Islands,
and are in pursuance of the Govern¬
ment’s contract to protect tho company
in its monopoly of the right to take
seals. This contract is about to expire,
and an opportunity will thus be afford¬
ed to effect some arrangement, perhaps
by an international agreement, by which
this government can restrict seal killing
without getting into a row with other
nations. It would bo to no one’s inter¬
est to have the seal hunting made free,
because it would then be destroyed
soon .—New York Hun.
A Three Legged Trotter.
A trotting horse was sold in Nfiw
York City the other day for $3,750
which couldn’t make a mile in five
minutes. It is considered a valuable
horse, because it can trot at all under
the circumstances. It was born with
only three legs, but has made th& most
of its limited facilities, and is tho only
three-legged trotter in the country.—.
Chicago lleraid.