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WIT AM) lII’MOIC. The Jones family are going to have a re-union in Maryland. When the Smith family re-unite they will select a larger State for obvious reasons. There is a crazy man in Buffalo who imagines he is an umpire. And there are lots of base-hall players who imagine their umpire is a crazy man. Pittsburg Chromr.lt. l<et us not be harsh with the politi cians. If it wasn't for polities many men who are too lazy to earn their liv ing with their hands would be paupers. • —Texas Sifting*. ••I'm looking for employment-” said a young man entering a merchant's of fice. "You arc, hoy? Well, you’ll find it in the dictionary over there er — among the K'a." Tut-Hits. First Dude I sav, f'liawles, how much did you pay for this cigar you just gave me? Second Dude A friend gave me n ls>\ of them. First Dude (turning tip his nose) You paid too much for them. Herman Joke. When a man stops at a railroad sta tion with three minutes for refresh ments. and is handed out a scalding hot cup of coffee, it is dangerous to ask him: "Is this hot enough for you?” — J.owcll Citizen. Little Charlie Papa, will you buy me a drum? Fond father Ah, but, my t>oy, you will disturb me very much if 1 do. Charlie O, no, papa; I won’t drum except when you're asleep.- Uon ahoc's Magazine. Summer Theatricals: “Do you pass th* l jterfosh?” asked a seedy individual of the doorkeeper of the theatre. "What is your profession?” “I’m a tramp.” “l’ass right in. You’re one of us, 1 aeo.” Tut-Hits. “Who is that thin, cadaverous fellow just coming up from the dressing room?" “lie is the heavy man of the company.” “Indeed! And who is that fat man sitting over yonder?" “He’s the light, comedian.” Merchant Trav eler. “Did you go fishing when you were in the country last week?" asked Pod snap of Fangle. “No; couldn’t get any bait," was the reply. “Why, that was singular; how was that?" "Happened to strike a local-option neighborhood.” - IHUsburg Chronicle. KUa Wheeler Wilcox, in a late poem, jubilantly cries: "O, ho! for the West.” (10, to, thou twanger of the lyre, the West can do its own hoeing! It would, however, like a few good scarecrows to stand around in the cornfields just now. No objection to poets. —Cleveland Sun. ••('an you tell me the difference be tween a hen with three legs and a very young baby?” asked Hieronymus Tuck of Nebuchadnezzar Snippit. "I don’t think 1 can,” replied Snippit; “what is itP" "One is a little strange and the other is a little stranger. Titttburg Chronicle. “These are extravagant days wo live in,” said Mrs. OriuiHonheak to her hus band, after they had been approached by their son for n fresh lining for his pocket book. "Yes, nnd that probably accounts for their getting •shorter,’ you know,” replied the over-jocular man.- Yonkers Statesman. “What is this anti-saloon movement?” asked a friend of our fellow-citizen, Col. Calhoun Sozzlo. “Ante saloon," says the Colonel, toying with the straw berry tlint had settled iu the bottom of his glass, “must be one of them clubs where they play poker, (illume all ot her of them, George.” Boston Bulle tin. llow irreverent the most reverent prayers of children sometimes seem. Little Jack wanted a tricycle, and ho was taught to pray for what he wanted. As he dropped on his knees by his little bod lie added to his “Now 1 lay me:" “Please, God, make papa buy me a tricycle. That’s a dandy." Hartford Tost. The conductors of the Paris omni buses are witty as well us (lolite. The other day a woman of immense size stood oil the sidewalk and hailed a passing vehicle. “Is there loom for me?” she asked. “No, madunio,” re plied the conductor, with great suavity; “there is only room for one." From 'Jie French. One of the great advertisers of ancient times waa Trajan, who inserted a whole soluuui in the Homan Forum. lie put i cut of himself at the top of the column, uni ordered the whole tiling to run iaily “ts." The result was that Trajan add out his whole stock long ago. Mid retired from business. Springfield {Mass.) Union. Dobson —Hello, Johson, old man, how are you? O, by the way, can you ghaugn a S2O hill? Johson (pleased lo be thought a capitalist) Certainly, my boy, certainly. Dobson Good! I’m glad to hear it. Then vou’ll certainly be able to pay me that *!> you borrowed last year. And Johson had to pay. — Somerville Journal. Bagiev Did you enjoy yourself at the elam-bako?" Bailey lndeed l lid.” Bagiev —1 suppose the clams made good eating?” Bailey 1 don’t know about that; 1 didn’t wait. You lee, they couldn’t got the lire to burn, to we dlsjiosed of the liquids and came borne. 1 can enjoy a clam-bake every day In the week. Tul-Bits. Two disreputable-looking and dirty individuals are brought before the Commissary of Police charged _ with vagrancy. “Where do you live?” de manded the magistrate of one of them. ••(), 1 have regular lodging,” was the reply. "And you?" he asked, turning lo tlie other. "1 live on the floor be low, yor Honor.”- French Joke. “O. isn’t it a lovely night, Adolphus? Just fancy how delightful the nights must be in the Orient! The azure blue iky, the perfume of the flowers, the soft tinkling ” “1 tell you Miranda, dear. 1 prefer the nights they have iu Alaska, l'hev're just immense." “Im mense, Adolplius?” "Yes, for courting, rboy’re so long, you kuow.”—J’hnadel pAia Cali The mackerel arc swarming into Canadian waters to escape the whales, which are very numerous just now ami destructive of the smaller tish. Here is a chance tor sweet revenge. la>t our navy sail at once for the north and drive the w hales iu shore, where they will destroy the mackerel. NN e may Sst square tliat way if iu no other. — oston Post. ••Father.” said Hollo, “to whom was Byron writing when he said, ’Fare thee well, ami if forever, still forever fare thee well?” “0,” said Kollo’s father, who is away up in ancient history, “be. was writing an ode to Patti’s farewell tour; •Still, forever fare then well.’ " “And who was Byron? ' asked Kollo. “He was a prophet,” said Kollo s Uncle George.— Hurd* He. A Boston young woman at C.itskill said to her brother, in the, absence of somebody elso’s brother, “ 1 here is an impressiveness akin to solemnity iden tified with the pro-peet, Algernon, prompting the soul to soar to bights hitherto imagined unatlain but where are you going, Algernon?" “lam go ing for a doctor.” "For whom?” "Both of us.” -N. Times. (bice iijMiri a time a good man took his little boy to the gallery of the House to show him the great men of the Nation, and they listened to an able effort by one of them. When ho had finished the father turned lo the boy and put his hand on his head. “My son,” no said, “an honest man is the noblest work of God.” The boy looked into bis father’s face with his great, earnest eyes. “Papa,” lie in quired, simply, “who made congress men?” Washington Critic. According to the Washington Critic ex-Congrcssman Harris of Virginia re cently employed a brick mason to whom he remarked one day: "I say, John, you are not laying those brick in a workmanlike manner.” “1 aim, aint I?” replied the mason. “Wen, 1 don’t make no claims for velocity nor nieeosi ty, but for Buhstaiitiahlenoss an’ iluria bility I don’t turn my ban’ to no mason in the whole .Slab: of Virginny, Judge, and es you don’t like my stylishness you better git somebody else.” Tlio Judge accepted the apology and watch ed the work a little closer. Cherry I’le. Ben: Perlcy Poore, who is one of the most delightful old grangers, writes about the cherry pic. If anybody ever knew a cherry pie it is Mr. Poore. Ho is now seventy-one years old. Mr. Poore says: . I have road with interest a lamenta tion over the decadence of cherry pie, which says that the likeness between the modern pio and an old-fashioned one made of pie cherries is much like that between a horse-chestnut and a chestnut horse. It exists rather in sound than in substance, and involves what is to all intents and purposes a contradiction in terms. For a cherry pic is now made from cherries that are not lit for pies. This is to be deplored, for if pie is ever laudable, I will not say justifiable, it is in the form of cherry pio. The gooseberry is to he spoken of with respect; hut that, when it takes on a pie-liko form, assumes the shape of a tart, and is without the upper crust, or •Voflin,” as it used to he called. Mince pie is, of course, to ho treated with de ference, as a long-established institu tion, which mingles with our earliest memories of Christinas and indigestion. But the connections of that venerable condiment are so exclusively with a sea son of ice anil snow that the considera tion of it at the present melting period of the year would awaken profound re grets, and perhaps wound tender sensi bilities. Os apple pie I will not speak scornfully, if the apples have a fine tart flavor and arc stewed soft, and the crust is tender and flaky. As to veal pie, the conditions of which they may lie re ceived with favor arc well established, we must “know the* ludy as made it,” But as the making of veal pies, and the performance of most other household duties, seems now to be done by machin ery or the issuing of orders by telegraph, recognizable veal pio may be regarded as not existing, and 1 return, like the rondo in an old-fashioned sonata, to my lirst theme, the laudation of cherry pie, meaning thereby a pie made of pie cher ries. The disappearance of the pie cherry is a serious loss to our fruit table. Lot us Spur up tlie purists and conservatives in language, by saying that it is a serious jHimonal loss. It had, or I will even yet say has, an exquisite flavor, so pecu liar that it cannot ho imitated or re placed; a flavor entirely unlike that ol the finest cherry of the other species, except of so far as hotli are recogniza ble as being of the same family. Anil this cherry seems to have been especial ly provided by nature for the sole pur pose of being made into pies. For, un stewed, it is sour and bitter, and alto gether unpleasant to the general palate. It is only m the pie, or when stewed foi .“food," that its delicious and indescrib able aroma delights both the nose and palate of nppreciativo boys, and, 1 might add, men; whereas a pie niadeot the other species, bo it the finest ox heart that over grew, is a poor, flashy thing, a manifest impostor to the least observant lover of the genuine article. College Discipline. Hundreds of graduates of the Prince ton college in all parts of the country, says Harper's Weekly, were sorry to learn of the death of Dr. John Maclean, ex-president of that institution. His familiar figure, with long black cloak and high hat on the back of his head, will bo missed from the streets of Prince ton, where for more than eighty years it appeared almost daily, and at the annual commencements, where it was cheered longer and more loudly than any other. While discharging the ac tive duties of his office tlie doctor—or “Johnny,” as the boys used affection ately to call him was iu the habit ol prowling about the campus with a dark lantern whenever any disorder was brewing, and he invariably softened his footfall by wearing a pair of "gum shoes.” Thousands of times previous to 186$, did the campus resound at night with yells of “John! ’ “John!” that served either to warn mischief makers of his proximity or to draw the old gentleman from his house for the fun of seeing him in the chase. \V hen he succeeded in capturing an offender his practice was to grab him around the body w ith his right arm and then turn the dark lantern upon Ins face. Tne next morning the culprit was invited to apj*ear before the faculty. The favorite amusement in those days was to have a “horn spree.” It consisted of blowing enormous tin horns, removing gates from fences, making bonfires, serenad ing the more obnoxious of the professors or tutors, and having a sort of Buflalo- Bill’s-Wild-West time generally. When Dr. MoCosh became president he in trusted the duty of preserving order at night to a new pflicotj called the proctor. /_ „ * IDEAL EYES. An Old Philosopher'* Opinion of Different Colored Optic*. "Character reading by the color of tne eyes is a comparatively new study, hut is steadily gaining in favor,” said an old gentleman the other day as he sat on one of the benches in Madison Square and watched the hurrying throng go by. "I've been studying eyes for the last half-century,” he continued, “and I can teil you that blue eyes, and brown eyes, and green eyes, and all the other kinds were not made for nothing. They were colored to assist people in reading the character of their owners, and a little knowledge of what the different colors denote will be found of great assistance in life.” “What do you consider the most beautiful eyes?” was asked. “Well, they’re very scarce,” said the old gentleman, letting his eyes wander over the half-dozen faces before him. "Not one here has got the ideal eye. It’s a perfect violet or a velvet brown as soft and gentle as a doe’s. Violet eyes are very rare. I don’t mean deep blue eyes, but genuine purple eyes. Babies have them sometimes, but I’ve only scon one or two women with them, and never a man. They denote too perfect a character for that —gentleness, intelli gence, devotion, and boundless faith. Those virtues aren’t often found in one person. “Brown eyes? Yes, they are plenti ful, and physically perhaps the most beautiful eye in the world. I think they come next to violet eyes when they are light enough to read foeling in them. Dark brown eyes are too deep. They seldom mirror the heart feelings, but are tine to look at.” “Gray eyes are the most common in the world; so what in general do they characterize in tho opinion of the eye ologist?” asked a youth with a pair of blue-gray orbs. “Well, there are a hundred different kinds of gray eyes, you know,” said tho old gentleman. “Yours are one kind, mine another. People haven't become udvanccd enough to have more than or five colors to apply to eyes; so any that aren’t blue, or black, or brown, or hazel are called gray. You seldom see a real stupid person with gray eyes; but the genuine gray—that is always found among highly intellectual people. Steel-gray eyes with largo pupils denote iintense foeling; blue-gray eyes are gen ■eral among people with kindly hearts. You never find a real mean spirit be hind a pair of bluo-gray eyes. “I’ve made a utility of real blue eyes,” he continued. “They denote quickness of thought, and generally fine physical development, when they are largo and .bright. About nine-tenths of our engi neers, railroad brakenien, light-house keepers, policemon, cadets, and army uiiif navy officers, and many others selected for physical perfection, have blue eyes. Very few blue-eyed people are color-blind or near-sighted. “Hazel eyes denote musical ability and grace of person. They are very pretty eyes, too, and then thorn are real green eyes. They aro not so scarce as is generally supposed; but I haven't made a oloso study of them, orof yellow eyes either. I hear tho latter aro very fashionable, hut 1 shouldn’t imagine a yellow-eyed person would have a nieo disposition.” After a further discussion about the value of eyeology the old scientist put on his gold-rimmed glasses over a pair of sharp grey eyes and wandered out of tho square, pausing to ascertain tho color of the optics of every person who passed him. —New York Journal. - *0 • “Isn’t ho beautiful?” said the wife of the politician, as she dandled her baby boy, who smiled and kicked every time she threw him up. “He is,” answered the proud father as he watched the play of tlie little foot; “hut I’m afraid he will never be a good party man.” “Why not?” “Because lie’s a kicker.” It is these terrible things that east a gloom over tho happiest families.” —Boston Courier. Cion. Sherman anil His Son. “One Who Loves Both” writes this to tho Washington Post: I ask space to correct some impressions likely to he given by some correspondents regard ing Mr. ’Thomas Sherman and his dis tinguished father and his devoted mother, who is one among tho best of God's good women. It is true that when Mr. Thomas Sherman announced his intention to renounce the world tho General felt keenly and spoke bitterly, but his words were the outgrowth of wounded pride and not of altered affec tion, amt the father and his son parted not in anger, but in sorrow. For several years there was not intercourse between the two. but with his mother and sister there was constant and loving correspondence. When Mr. Thomas Sherman returned from Stony hurst he met his father in the General’s home, then situated ou Fif teenth street. Tho family having left town a few days before, the young scholastic came to the city, thinking it best that the two who loved each other best of all the world should bo alone. It was a fnost happy visit, and. though tho brave old General might not have been as vain of the modest habit of tho young scholastic as lie would undoubt edly have been proud of the epaulets, sword, and buttons xvhich mark the uniform of a soldier, he never so ex pressed himself, and took honest satis faction and keen delight in showing his sou among old friends and army asso ciates. After three days thus happily spent the two went together to Oak land, where Mi's. Sherman had a cot tage. and where the entire family wait ed to welcome their father and brother. It is said the few days there were un clouded. The father and his son were inseparable and perfect felicity marked every moment of the time. It seems a pity that correspondents do not better inform themselves before wounding others by publishing faise statements of purely private affairs, and a shame that of all others this writer should have selected as a subject tho brave soldier and the true woman, his wife. A correspondent wants to kuow "if the Indian question is assuming any new phases.” lVm’t know, we’re sure, what the Indian question is. Fifteen years it was. “How! Got any ruiu?" Wo don't suppose it has chatig i ed. unless all the Indians have died. — Burdette. AN EXTINCT It ACE. Interentlng Relics of the Mound-Builder* Found in Georgia. The region around Scull Shoals was a favorite haunt of the redman, as evi denced by the tumuli on the river and creek banks and the relics of their handiwork that bestrew the ground, j Every lield in this locality is rich in pottery, arrowheads, and other inde structible implements formed by their crude skill. Just across the river from Mr. Fatnbrough’s d three large mounds, while a dauber of smaller ones are found on the creek bottoms. Mr. Morton tells us that the large mounds were evidently intended as a fortification, for many years ago, after a freshet had carried away the soil around them down into the clay, a black circle of decayed wood was seen, showing where timbers had been driven into the ground and rotted off. This stockade perhaps even antedated the Indian race, as these people could not tell who erected these immense piles of earth. Mr. Morton says that after that freshet Indian relics could have been gathered by the cart-load. He saw several pieces of flint, shaped like a saucer, but hollowed on both sides, of different colors, cut and polished as smooth as glass. With the rude im-. plements that the aborigines had, it is a mystery to know how they fashioned their vessels. The ground around these mounds is now a pasture and covered with Bermuda grass, and relies are not so easily found as heretofore. There is a small mound on Hose Creek that is cultivated, and the plow here often turns up the queerest finds, that are destroyed or thrown aside, as Indian relics arc so common in this section that they are not appreciated. Not far from this smaller mound are some rocks filled with curious shaped holes, made by the Indians. Some were evidently intended as mortars, in which to pour their corn, while others seemed to be molds, in which to form spoons and other imple ments. These cavities in rocks are numerous in this section, and near them are always found beads, pottery, stone implements, and other articles. The ground near one of these mortised rocks was strew with human teeth. It must have been the place of business of an Indian tooth-carpenter. At a famous wash-hole near old Scull Shoals are a sid of stone steps, about the length and dimensions of stairs and perfectly smooth and regular, beginning on the bank and leading down to the bottom of the river. They are evidently the work of some extinct race of men, but for what purpose they were fashioned no one can surmise. We did not see these steps, but several reliable gentle men told us of their existence. A hor rible massacre once occured at Scull Shoals, across the river in Greene County, that is still fresh in the minds of the old people around here, and tho site of the cabin occupied by the un fortunate family is still pointed out. Tho Oconee was then the boundary line between the white and Indian country, and on the east bank there resided an industrious family named Thrasher, re lated to the people still living in Oconee County by the name. There was fre quent trouble between the whites and Indians, as both races were constantly crossing tho border and committing depredations. Some lawless whites once crossed into the Indian country uud committed several cold-blooded murders that stirred up the savage blood of these people. In retaliation a band of them crossed the river at Scull Shoals and fell upon and murdered and scalped the Thrasher family, five in number, and escaped across the river. After the murder the Indians stopped at a large rock near tho roadside, still pointed out, and cleaned and loaded anew their guns. The pursuers that followed found tho rags and pieces of wadding they had used for this purpose. An Indian trail once led across tho shoals, for in those days the river could bo here crossed by stepping from rock to rock without even wetting the feet Gen. Clark, when pursuing the Indians that culminated in the battle of Jack’s Creek, crossed with his troops here,—• Athens (Go.) Banner. Jewel Frauds. 1 There is consternation just now in the Palais Royal, and the jewelers of Paris have found themselves the dupes of what has not yet been pronounced to be a fraud. Last year they were tho victims of a diamond fraud. The gems found at the Cape were more plentiful and of inferior quality to the genuine diamond of fifty years ago. Tho lire was less brilliaut and the stones had a yellow tinge. An ingenious manipula tor steeped them in a violet dye, and by some chemical process they came forth from the ordeal a pure and brilliant white. This industrious investigator received as a reward of his research a recompense of six mouths imprisonment and the Palais Royal jewelers were for tho moment comforted. There are somo splendid rubies in the market whoso genesis it is very difficult to ac count for. Tested chemically they an swer the true definition of the oriental ruby; analysis shows them to consist of all its constituents —and nothing else. The chemist is satisfied, but the expert has his doubts. The fire is not so bril liant, and there are certain yellow tones which tho true gem has escaped. It is suspected that a difficult problem has been solved, especially since it is found that these gems when broken up do not follow a regular line of cleavage, as a crystal should, but split in all direc tions. It is suspected that Swiss artifi cers have learned how to melt a num ber of small rubies and consolidate them into one. Ten carats’ weight of ruby sparks would be worth about ten shillings. One ruby of ten carats would be worth some hundreds of pounds. The subject is a serious one, and there are both chemical and legal difficulties in its treatment. Experts are now em ployed to ascertain how the thing is done, and then the judges will decide whether the process or sale amounts to fraud.— Pall Mall Gazelle. ••We should retaliate, sir—retaliate on Canada for this outrage, sir—this outrage of seizing our ti-iiing vessels!" he exclaimed, as he waved his umbrella around his head. "War is a dreadful thing.” said one of the group. "Who’s talking about war?" "Then iiow would you retaliate?" “Why. >ir, induce their capitalists to invest in American rail i road securities, and bankrupt the l>o [ minion inside of five years.”— Wall tire cl Sett's. AN ALASKAN GLACIER. A River Stopped Short and Turned to Io« in Its Alabaster Bed. Picture to yourself a vast river, twe or three miles in breadth, pouring down from the eminence of an icy peak thirty miles away—a river fed by numerou lateral tributaries that fiow from every declivity. Imagine tiffs river lashed to a fury and covered from end to e.. 1, fathoms deep, with foam, and then thr whole suddenly frozen and fixed evermore —that is your glacier. Some times the surface is stained with thr debris of the mountain; sometimes the tluish-green tinge of the ancient ica v; o[ s out; generally the surface is as white as down and very fair to look upon, for at a distance —we were about sight miles from the lower edge of it— the eye detects no flaw. It might be a torrent of milk and honey. It might almost be compared in its immaculate beauty to one of tho rivers of Paradise that ilow hard by the throne of God. It seems to be moving in majesty, and yi. is stationary, or nearly so, for we might sit by its frozen shore and grow gray with watching and even our dull eyes could detect no change in even a rpple of it. A river of Paradise, in deed, escaped from the gardens of the blessed but overcome by the squalor of t; is little globe it has stopped short and turned to ice in its alabaster bed. One evening about 8:30 o’clock and tho sun still high above the western n. jntain range we found ourselves op posite „ae Davidson Glacier. It passes out of a uroad ravine and spreads fan like upon the shore under the neighbor ing clifl's. It is three miles in breadth along the front and 1,200 feet in height when it begins to crumble and slope to ward the shore. A terminal moraine a mile and a half in depth separates it from the sea. A forest, or the remnant of a forest, stands between it and the vvater it is slowly but surely approach ing. The fate of this solemn wood is sealed. Anon the mightiest among these mighty trees will fall like grain before the sickle of the reaper. We were very near tiffs glacier. Wo saw *ll tho wrinkles and lissures and the deep discolorations. We saw how the monstrous mass wound in and out be tvvt n the mountains, and crowded ffie a on every side, and rubbed their skins off in spots, and left grooved lines liko high-water marks along the face of the cliffs; how it gathered as it went and ground to powder and to paste whatever came within its reach, be coming worse and worse and greedier »aid more rapacious as it creeps down into the lowlands, so that when it coaches the sea, where it must end its course and dissolve away, it will have covered itself with slime and confusion; it will have left ruin and desolation in its track, but it will likewise have cleft out a valley with walls polished like brass and a floor as smooth as marble; one that will be utilized in after ages, when it has carpeted itself with green and hung its walls with tho tapestry of its vine. Surely no other power on earth could have done the job so neatly. One sees this work in process and in fresh comnletion in Alaska. The bald inlet yonder, with a surface as smooth as glass aud with delicate tracery along its polished sides —tracery that looks kike etching upon glass —was modeled by glaciers not so very many years ago; within tlio oontury, somo of thorn, par haps. A glacier, probably the very glacier we are seeking, followed this track and ground them all into shape; every angle of action, of motion shall I say, is indelibly impressed upon each aud every rock hereabout; so all these nortlilar.ds, from sea to sea, the world over, have been laboriously licked into shape by the irresistible tide of ice. Verily, tho mills of the gods grind slowly, but what a grist they grind!— Letter in San Francisco Chronicle. The Boots of English Girls. I am glad to find that I have warm supporters in my crusade against tho English fashion of wearing ugly boots. A lady writes to me: “I cannot say how rejoiced I am that you are making another effort to improve the chaussure of English girls. The thick-soled, low heeled, badly fitting masses of wrinkled toobigness are ever with us a baneful horror tiiat it would be a mercy to get rid of. The reason you give for the ex istence of so much unnecessary ugliness is doubtless the true one, and I fully agree with you as to its absurdity. There is just as good reason, every whit, for making girls wear at all times and seasons thick woolen gloves about four sizes too large, instead of nice tight kids. Ido not for a moment say that fir Is may not, in the country, seasonab ly wear, as you say, ‘stout sensible boots;’ but what Ido say is that such things are no more fitted for the dressy promenade than is a plow-horse for drawing the smart victoria. * * * In my time croquet parties were at the full, and short dresses compelled an at tention to one’s foot gear that is now too much excused. At that time we in variably perched upon the tallest of Louis XV. heels; but now, alas! I find my daughters the only wearers, of them for about half a mile around.” — London World. There was a new writer on the paper. As he took his pen in hand and com menced to write the editor looked over his shoulder and read “Alabama claims ” “Is that the best you can do?” roared the editor—“to write about the Alabama claims? What do our reader care about the Alabama claims? That question was settled years ago.” The new writer said nothing, but kept right along: “Alabama claims to be one of the best cotton-growing states in the Union.” “O!” saiuthe editor, as he dropped into his chair and resumed his sb ears. lid-Bits. For Handsomest! Cheapest! Beat IRON ROOFING. SIDING, CEILING, Send for lUn.trited Catalogue and Price* of CINCINNATI (O) CORRUGATING COw nww FT *n * -cc c Tisfttne card, with 7. a. 3 name net:7 printed !0 e-nlt * 3 Besutitni _ hrouio uot with MM y 25 cent*. W _ B E cjrtnt rigitiog rardfl, gilt og fan ly /|. 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The price has been reduced to suit the times. Send for circular giving foil description and terms. Globe Planter M’fg Co., 226 Marietta Street, Atlanta. Ga. STEEL PENS. PATRJZE HOME INDUSTRY. We are now ottering to tne punllo STEEL PENS of our own manufacture. Our Plowboy Eagle Is the but business pen iii the market, 75 cents per gross, postpaid to any address on receipt of price. And for lino writing our Plowboy Favorite Surpasses any pen yet made, #I.OO per gross postpaid, on receipt of price. Samples on ap plication. THE PLOWBOY CO., East Point, Ga. THE PLOWBOY CO. fS PREPARED TO DO NEWSPAPER woirlk: Os Tvery Description In TBS 883? POSSIBLE MANNER, And at the Shortest Notice. We FurnUh READY PRINT INSIDES OH OUTSIDES For Newspapers, or THI Hiitat Offer ol Excellence. NEWSPAPER HEADS Hade to Order From tte Latest Style of Typ* Publishers who desire to furnish theb subscribers with the greatest amosnt ol reading matter at the least coat, will d* well to communicate with ns at once. We will print the inside or outside, el the entire paper, if desired. Samples of Ready Prints sent on ap plication, and prices quoted that ars surprisingly low and defy competition. All we ask is an opportunity to ssrvs sur fellow publishers, confident that wf can give satisfaction. THE PLONYBOY CO. East Beimtt