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W. B. MINCE Y, Editor
VOL. III.
The Bird With a Broken Wing:,
“1 walked in the woodland meadows,
Where sweet the thrushes sing,
And found on a bed of mosses
A bird with a broken wing.
I healed its wound, and each morning
It sang its old, sweet strain,
But the bird with the broken pinion
Never soared as high again.
I found a young Life, broken
By sin’s seductive art,
A nd touched with a Christ-like pity,
I took him to my heart.
He lived with a noble purpose,
And struggled not in vain.
But the Life that sin had stricken
Never soared as high again.
Blit the bird with a broken pinion
Kept another from the snare,
And the Life that sin had stricken
Raised another from despair.
Each los3 has its compensation,
There are healings for every pain,
But the bird with a broken pinion
Never soars as high again.”
BY STRATEGY.
Tom Robin, a young farmer, had just
left Katie Field in the orchard where,
with happy blushes suffusing her bon-
nie young face and shy glances from
her merry blue eyes, she had promised
to become his wife.
Tom knew that Farmer Field, Katie’s
father, had looked upon his coming to
see Katie with disfavor, but so long as
there were only dark glances to restrain
him, he had continued his wooing uutil
the gentle girl was won. Now, how¬
ever, when he was sure that Katie loved
him, ho hastened to get her father’s
consent also, never dreaming but that it
would be given, even if in a reluctant
and grudging way.
Mr. Field was sitting on the porch
smoking his pipe when Tom made his
appearance. *•
“Hum,’’ grunted the old mau, “what
can folks be wanting running around
the neighborhood at this time of
night?”'
“1 have come to ask your consent to
marry Kat e,” replied the straight-for¬
ward Tom llobiu.
“Well, you’ll never get it.”
“What have you against me? I am
well able to take care of a wife, and 1
love Katie and she loves me aud has
promised to marry me.”
■“That doesn’t matter,” growled Mr.
Field. “I’ve said you can’t have her,
and so you can’t.”
“Very well,” said Tom dryly.
“Nevertheless, if Katie -is willing to
marry me without your consent, I shall
have no compunction in taking lier
away from you.”
The old mau sprang to his feet and
shook liis horny fist at Tom.
“If I catch you prowling around my
premises after this,” he cried, “I’ll fill
you so full of buckshot that you'll
weigh a ton.”
Just then Dick Field, Katie’s brother,
came out from the hou-e, and in pass¬
ing across (he pouch he gave Tom a
nudge and wink, which the latter un¬
derstood.
“All right, Mr. Field," said Tom
smiling as he turned to walk away. “If
you think that a murder will make
your conscience feel any easier after the
injustice you have done to your daugh¬
ter aud myself to-night, you are at lib¬
erty to commit it, as far as lam con¬
cerned, for I shall certainly come again
to see Katie.”
“You cheeky youny rascal!” Mr.
Field shouted after Tom. “If you
don’t think I’ll shoot, just come aud
try me.”
In a roundabout way Tom returned
to the orchard again, where he found
that Katie had been joined by her
brother Dick. Dick had been telling
Katie of the reception their father had
given Tom, and was laughing and
teasing her about it when Tom ap¬
peared.
“And did papa threaten to shoot
you, sure enough, Tom?” Katie asked,
looking into his face with troubled
eyes.
“I believe he said something to that
“We Seek the Reward of Honest Labor.”
JASPER, GEORGIA FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1889.
effect,” answered Tom, “but that was
just to try to scare me away, you
know.”
i t Don’t fool yourself,” put in Dick.
“When daddy said he’d shoot, he
meant it. So don't go and expose your¬
self unnecessarily, for when he says a
thing he generally means it.
Tom aud Katie knew the old fellow’s
obstinate character only too well, and
had to admit that there was some
danger of his carrying out his threat.
Therefore it was agreed that Tom
should stay away for some time, and
Dick pr omised to carry all the messages
that the lovers wished to send to one
another.
* *
It w’as on an evening -some weeks
later, when Dick Field aud his sister
Katie returned home from a shopping
trip to the city, that Farmer Field had
his eyes opened,
All this time the obstinate old man
had chuckled to himself in thinking
how his threat had kept Tom Robin
away from his daughter. But that even¬
ing, in coining down from her room,
where she had gone to deposit some of
her purchases, Katie dropped a note on
the stairs, which her father picked up
and read. The note mu as follows:
Darltng Katie,— 1 will be on hand at 10
■o’clock tonight. Be ready. I will have the
ladder concealed in a convenient plac?, and
It will take only a few moments to raise it
against your window. Then, sweet one, my
strong arms will carry you to the ground,
when, together, with all possible speed, we
will hie us to th9 plaee where we will be
made one in spite of cruel parents. Be
brave, dear one, and all will be well.
Lovingly, Tom.
“Oh, that’s your little game, is it,
Robin?” exclaimed Farmer Field,*
a* er perusing the contents of the note.
Then he muttered grimly to himself:
“But I guess I can keep awake till 10
o’clock and stop it, Nhoot! Why,
of course I’ll shoot! I’ll fix my gun
right away. I’ll just put in a charge
of powder, and it will be fun to see
the cheeky young rascal run when I
blaze away.
For the next half hour the old man
was busy drawing the charges out of his
double-barreled shot-gun, and reload¬
ing again with powder. When every¬
thing was in readiness he hung the
weapon again on its hooks above the
door and went chucking about his busi-
ness.
Dick and Katie also seemed to have
some quiet fun that evening, for when¬
ever they met iu their several duties
about the house, they would look at
each other and laugh, as if something
were about to happen.
Katie, however, seemed to be iu some
doubt, for at one time when she met
Dick on the stairs, where no one was
near, she whispered, “Oh, Dick, are
you sure everything is right?”
“Certainly. You just be ready, and
Tom and I will be on hand to do our
part."
It was about 10 o’clock, xvhen some
unusual noise awakened Farmer Field
out of a doze into which he had fallen
where he was sitting in the corner of
the hall, with the gun across his knees.
He rubbed his eyes for a few moments
then when he was fully awake lie stole
out into the yard.
There was no moon, but the night
was clear and bright with starlight,
As the old man peered cautiously around
the corner of the house he could see
the ladder leading from the ground to
the window of Katie’s room, and about
half-way up the ladder was the form of
a man, apparently in the act of ascend-
ing-
The next moment, the irate old mau
raised the gun to his shoulder and fired.
The form on the top of the ladder top¬
pled over and fell to the ground, where
it lay still and motionless.
Farmer Field stood irresolute. He
had expected to see the man jump to
his feet and run; but when the fellow
lay so still and silent a sudden fear took
possession of lum, and he was about to
turn and retreat into the house himself,
when -someone grasped him by the
shoulders from behind, and snatched
the gun out of his hands.
Mr. Field turned around. There
stood Tom Robin facing him.
“You aro a miscrablo father, Mr.
Field,” said Tom in agitated Tones.
“Here you have probably killed your
son, Dick. IIow do you feel as. 4jio
son?” -•»
murderer of your only
Mr. Field groaned.
“I don’t see how it could have hap¬
pened,” he managed to say. “I only
iired with powder.” Then taking a
look at the gun in Tom’s hand, he ex¬
claimed: 'At-
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“My God 1 it is Dick’s gun, arm
know it was heavily loaded with buck¬
shot. How coud it have happened?”
“You will probably have to explain
that some day to a jury,” said Tom
severely.
“Rut I can’t. For (Sod’s sake, Tom,
go aud see if Dick is dead,” wailed the
old man.
Tom approached the man lying on
the ground and examined him closely,
then he returned to the old man and
whispered: “Dead as a door nail.”
“Hush,” cautioned Tom, “there is
some one coming driving along the
road. If you consent to my marrying
Katie, 1 will say nothing about • what
has happened tonight, and do all in rav
power to shield you, while if you refuse,
I will give the alarm and have you ar-
rested right away.”
“Oh, save me, Tom! You can have
Katie, and anything elese you want
that belongs to me,” whined Mr. Field.
Tom hurried to where the body lay at
the foot of the ladder, and picking it
up 1 if ran and dumped it head-joromost
into an old, dried-up w <T\ i 'Ciiau
close to the house.
Just then the buggy that had been
heard coming up the road stopped at
the gate, and in a few r moments a man
was seen walking toward the house.
“Good evening, squire,” said Tom,
as the man came close enough to be
recognized. “You are just in lime.”
Then, turning to Mr. Field he contin¬
ued: “If you will bring Katie down
into the sitting room, we will have the
ceremony performed immediately.”
The old man seemed dazod, but he
obeyed Tom’s command without a
question or a murmur.
Tom conducted the squire into the
house. -C-
Mrs. Field met them at the door and
kissed Tom in in a motherly way, as she
murmured: “I’m so glad (hat every-
thing is coming off pleasantly.”
Just then Mr. Field, looking pale and
haggard, came into the room, 'leading
(lie smiling and happy Katie by the
hand.
A few minutes sufficed to make Tom
and Katie man and wife, and then
everybody, as in duty bound, came for-
ward to kiss the bride,
Just when*or how Dick Field entered
the room no one knew, but somehow he
was the first one to kis 3 his sister,
Then, taking Tom by the hand, he
turned to his father, who was fairly be¬
wildered:
i l Daddy,” lie said in low tones, “you
everlas tingly shot the insides out of
that.rag man we had fixed up for you.
I’ll fish him out of the well tomorrow,
and put him iu a glass case.”
‘•You young rascal! you have been
playing a trick on me,” snorted the old
man,
“Well sir,” said Tom, “when fair
means failed, we were determined to
win by strategy.”
“Oh! It was strategy, was it? It
it was only that, I guess I’ll have to
put up with it,” Farmer Field said,
while a grim smile lurked the corners
of his mouth. — Times-Democrat.
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Bobley: There goes a mm who lives
higher than some of our most noted
millionaires.
Wiggins: Who is he?
Bobley: Janitor of a fourtecn-story
0 ffi ce building_ Life.
*1.00 PER ANNUM, In Advav- i
To Build a City.
One of the most notable things which
any English synlieatc has done in
America is the building of a city, in
what was beforo practically a wilder¬
ness. This city is lo spring up, full
grown, with public buildings, banks,
schoolhouses, electric lighta, telegraph
and telephone offices an l all the para¬
phernalia of a lurgs city, where a year
ago there was not a house. It will have
street railways and mammoth hotels.
Half a dozen railroads will center at
this spot, and the first to get in there is
the great Louisvillo & Nashville line,
which reaches every place of import¬
ance in the South. The name of tliis
city is Middles borough, and its situa¬
tion is in the Cumberland gap.
Fifteen million dollars will have
been put iu there by the principal com-
pany. Numerous sub-companies de-
pending on this main company will
build gas work«, electric-light estab¬
lishments, attend to the sale of land,
erect tremendous factories, and so the
city will rise almost, as it w r ere, in a
night, like one of the fabled palaces of
the Arabian stories. It wil. be an Eng¬
lish manufacturing town, situated in
the heart of the Cumberland Moun-
tains. The streets aud parks are all
laid out, and the names, like the capi¬
tal, are all imported from England.
In the immediate vicinity of the
magic town is found coal of all sorts—
domestic, steam smithing, cooking and
cannel. There is iron ore of various
kinds, clay and manganese ore, zinc,
metallic paint, lead, cement, marble
and sandstone.' There will be erected a
hotel, sanitarium, casino, modeled after
the celebrated batli3 of Ilomburg, Ba-
dtfu- Bade;) and other European resorts,
Seven churches are already being built,
besides the club house, an exhibition
hall, public library and union depot.
The company is even going to estab.ish
a forty-acre lake in the vicinity. The-
town will bo situated from 1000 to
2000 feet above the sea level, and the
experiment of building a whole city at
once will be looked forward to with
some interest.
A Narrow Escape.
Joseph Thomson, iu his article,
“How I Crossed Masai-Land ’ pub
lisbei in Scribner, says: 4 On the last
day of the year, while liuuting for my
New Year’s dinner, an adventure befell
me which nearly closed my days with
the dying year. I had brought down a
buffalo, and, thinking it disabled and
helpless, I proceeded to make sure of
my spoil. I hal almost reached it be¬
fore it seemed aware of my presence,
when, with a grunt of vengeful signifi¬
cance, it was on its feet. Instinctively
1 turned and fled, happily presenting
my rear to its inevitable onslaught. A
few seconds, and its horn caught me in
the hip, penetrated several inches, just
grazing the femoral artery, and sending
me twirling overhead like a bolt from a
catapult, in my fall I got a couple of
ribs broken, and thus lay, stunned and
helpless. I was aware, however, of its
approach to finish me off, and I closed
my eyes, thinking my days were n u m-
bertd. Some seconds passed, and I was
still alive. Opening niy eyes, I found
the brute lying dead beside me, and
then I fainted from loss of blood.
New Brains Every Two Months.
It has been estimated that we get
an entire new outfit of brains every two
months. The duration of a nerve’s
life is about sixty days. Each nerve
cell has its independent functions, sub-
ordinate to the whole brain a? a mass;
and the latter acts as an overseer to the
individual actions and life of each sep-
arate cell. Every cell is destroyed and
renewed every two months, so we each
get six brand new brains per year,
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There are several ways to speak: To
speak well, to speak easily, to speak
justly, and to speak at the right mo-
ment.
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PEARLS OF THOUGHT-
The best excuso is to have none.
Many a man who trios to ride a hobby
gets thrown finally.
Every duty which is bidden to wait,
returns with seven fresh duties at his
back.
A sound discretion is not so much in¬
dicated by making a mistake as by never
repeating it.
Nothing is so indicative of deepest
culture as a tender consideration of
the ignorant.
All the paths of life lead to (lie grave,
and the utmost that we can do is to
avoid the short cuts.
There is one thing about death; it.
never complains that if doesn’t know
how to take some people*.
It does not depend upon us to avoid
poverty, but it does depend upon u$ to
make that poverty respected.
It is never the opinions of others that
displease us, but the pertinacity they
display in obtruding them upon us.
All those who are waiting to be pulled
up in the world will be utilized for
stepping-stones by those who aro get¬
ting up.
Some men have character, more or
less, others have none, and some few
are characters; it is of their essence and
what they are made of.
The prejudices of man emanate from
(he mind aud may be overcome, the
prejudices of women emanate from the
heart and are impregnable.
Plants Protected by Their Juices.
When a drop of (he juica of sorrel,
garlic, saxifrage, or nasturtion r put
upon the tegument of a snail, the ani¬
mal manifests pain ami exudes '
abundance of its mucous secretion; yet
it is not thus affected by a drop of
water. When snails avoid plants
marked by such juices, we have i right
to regard the plants as defended by a
chemical armor. The offensive SU'I-
stance may also be important to the nu-
trition of the plant, but that is not the
question we are dealing with here.
Many plants are evidently lacking in
this means of defense; for, of some
plants, all the animals experimented
upon have been found to prefer fresh to
dead parts. Others are never touched
by them, whether living or dead.
Hence we may conceive that an infinite
variety may exist in the degrees of
chemical armoring between total ab¬
sence of protection and complete pro¬
tection.— Sc ent iji'i A meric in,.
Walelies mill Humanity.
A facetious watchmaker makes this
unique comparison in the Jewelers' tVe.al-
hj: “A watch is like a human body.
It is just as sensitive as the most deli¬
cate child and needs more care and pro¬
tection than it ever receives.
It is affected by climatic influences,
and its vitals are just as liable to de¬
rangement as those of our bodies, its
heart beats govern its action and it*
hands and face tell its condition at all
times.
“3f 1 were to classify the diseases oi
watches I should say that the one where
the works are clogged with dirt and the
oil has become stiff is analogous to our
biliousness. This is the mo t common
complaint watch doctors find, and un-
less the owner of a watch makes it a
rule to submit it to a reputable repairer
he wil1 probably be victimized, just as
human patients are when they consult
quack doctors.”
Two Interesting Documents.
The two most interesting documents
that are to be found in the United
States may bsseen iu the L ;uox Library,
New York City, which contains hun¬
dreds of rare historical treasures. The
two docurfients in question are the orig¬
inal manuscript of George Washing¬
ton’s farewell address aud the letter of
Christopher Columbus announcing the
discovery of America.