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VOLUME VIII.
Over And Over Again,
rver and over again,
No matter which way I turn,
I always And in the Book of Life
Some lesson I have to learn.
1 must tako my turn at the mill,
mst grind out the golden grain,
I must work at my task with a resolute will
I Over and over again.
, We cannot measure the need
Os even the tiniest (lower
Nor .'heck the flow oE the golden sa
That run through a single hour.
But the morning dews must fall
And the sun aud the summer rain
.Must do their part, aud perform it >
Over and over again.
Over and over again.
The brook through the meadow flows;
Aud over and over again
The ponderous mill-wheel goea
Once doing will not suffice,
Though doing be not in v ain;
And a blessing failing us once or twice
May count if we try again.
The path that hath once been trod
Is never so rough to the feet;
And the lesson we once have learned
Is never so hard to repeat.
Though sorrowful tears may fall,
And no ear seems to hear our cries,
These storms aud tempests, we need them all.
To prepare us for Paradise.
SMOKY ROW.
BY HELEN WHITNEY CLABK.
t
“Very passable apartments—very
pnss-a-ble !” said Mr. Caltborn, con
descendingly. “I hardly think we
can do any better, Nora?”
“I don’t see how we could, I’m sure,
ipapa,” returned Nora, demurely.
And so Mr. Calthorn and his pretty
daughter became inmates ol' Mrs. Cot
rterill’s “select boarding-house” in
■Smoky Row.
How it got its name, nobody could
tell, ns the appellation of “Smoky”
was equally applicable to other build
ings in i'ho city ; but there it was—a
long row of red-brick houses, each
tenement exactly like its neighbor,
each with its double hall-door, two
front windows, and flight of half a
dozen stone steps.
From a back view, the houses were
counterparts also, each having a one
story kitchen attached, with a small
side-porch, a hydrant in the yard, and
a coal-house near the gate, opening in
to the alley.
Mr. Calthorn was a fine-looking, el
derly gentleman, with a gray mous
tache, a choleric temper, and a domi
neering manner which greatly belied
his real kindness of heart.
Nora resembled her handsome fath
er to an uncommon degree, having
the same rich complexion, Irish-blue
eyes and warm, red-brown hair, though
she had not inherited his unfortunate
temper, having a sunny, light-hearted
disposition of her own.
Mr. Calthorn was reading the morn
ing paper, while his daughter leaned
on the window-sill, at his elbow, idly
watching the pedestrians jostling each
other along the narrow sidewalk.
Suddenly she drew back, a swift
blush, like a danger-signal, staining
her cheek.
The cause of her alarm was nothing
more formidable than a tall young
man, with a drooping brown moustache
and a pair of very dark eyes kubwii as
“magnetic,” whose glances had met
her own with a flash of admiration.
Twice before that Nora had encoun
tered the same young man, who was
handsome enough to turn any girl’s
head, and each time his eyes had
looked boldly yet respectfully into her
own.
“Who could he be?” she wondered,
half vexed that she could not repress
the thrill of pleasure at his evident in
teicst in herself'.
“What are you doing in my room,
sir?” demanded Mr. Calthorn in a
threatening voice.
He had returned from an evening
stroll with his daughter, to find an
intruder in the very centre of the
room, coolly preparing to lay aside his
coat.
It was yet early in the evening. The
street lamps had just been lighted, and
the room being in partial darkness,
only the outlines of the bold intruder
could be discerned.
“What are yon doing here I say?”
blustered the irate proprietor angrily.
But the oulprit, whoever he was,
seemed to be more embarrassed than
frightoned.
“I—l beg your pardon, sir! I
though* it was o»y room he stammered,
MT. VERNON, MONTGOMERY C®., GA„ THURSDAY NOVEMBER 2, i 893.
But Mr. Calthorn was not to be ap
peased.
“Thought it was your room indeed!
A likely story !” he scoffed. “But you
will not get off so easily, let me tell
you. Bun down stairs, Nora, and dis
patch some one for a policeman. First
send some of the boarders up here to
help me detain this burglar if he at
tempts to escape.
Mr. Calthorn struck a match and
lighted the gas as he spoke, and Nora,
looking with frightened eyes over her
father’s shoulder, at once recognized
the intruder.
It was the young man with the dark
eyes and drooping brown moustache.
“I am uot a burglar, sir, and I shall
not attempt to escape,” explained the
accused, with quiet dignity. “I have
a room iu this row of buildings, No.
13, and my presence here is owing sim
ply to a mistake—”
“A mistake—ha, ha! A dear mis
take it will prove for you, young man.
Bun, Nora—”
“Oh, papa, I am sure he is not a
burglar!” faltered Nora, earnestly.
But her father turned on her fuming
with wrath.
“Do as I bid you!” he commanded,
sternly.
And Nora hastened dowu stairs, not
to call a policeman, but to rush wildly
for assistance in another quarter.
She quickly returned, accompanied
by the landlady of No, 13, who
| promply exonerated the supposed bur
glar.
“Burglar, indeed !” she sniffed, dis
dainfully. “Why, it’s Mr. Lionel
Luthellyn us has boarded with me on
an’ off for the last five years. And as
i for him a-being in your room,
mistakes have happened afore now in
; this row, where each house loohs
exactly like every other.”
“I suppose it’s all right, and I am at
liberty to leave now?” interposed Mr.
Luthellyn, casting a grateful glance at
! Nora.
“Humph! I have my doubts about
it’s being all right,” retorted Mr.
Calthorn, gruffly; “but if it really
I was a mistake, as rou say, young man,
I would advise you to be more careful
in the future. Such mistakes have au
awkward look.”
The landlady gave an audible sniff,
and marched from the room with her
chin at an angle of forty-five degrees.
But Mr. Luthellyn bowed courteous
ly, stole another glance at Nora, and
took his departure with leisurely dig
nity.
“An impudent young puppy,” com
mented Mr. Calthorn, severely.
And Nora felt that her first romance
had been nipped in the bud.
It was three or four days later that
Mr. Calthorn arose at an earlier hour
as was his custom, had his cold bath
made a careful toilet, and went out
for a brisk walk and a breath of fresh
air, to get up a good appetite for
breakfast.
He had gone rather farther than usu
al, and was beginning to puff' a
with the exertion of walking, when he
discovered that he was iu the rear of
his boarding-house, and resolved to
take a short cut and enter by the back
He accordingly crossed the alley,
opened the back gate, passed the hy
drant and the one-story kitchen and
entered the dining-room through a
door opening on the back poroh.
The room was vacant, (but the table
was spread in readiness for breakfast,
while the appetizing odor of coffee
aud broiled ham, from the culinary de
partment, gave promise that the rneal
would soon be served.
Mr, Calthorn aoeocdingly helped
himself to a chair, drew the morning
paper from his pocket, and was about
to glance over its columns, when brisk
footsteps sounded in the hall, and soon
a tall figure loomed in the doorway,
but halted on the very threshold, as if
rooted to the spot.
To Mr. Calthorn’s surprise, he be
held the countenance of Mr. Lionel
! Luthellyn.
The young man started, the older
j one scowded.
“So, ho, my young scapegrace! At
your old tricks again, hey? Another
! mistake I suppose !” he scoffed, sarcas
tically.
But the youug “scapegrace” smiled
good naturedly.
“It certainly is a mistake sir, ; ’ he
returned ; “only the shoe it on the
other foot this time. It is your mis
take, instead of mine.
Mr. Calthorn’s florid countenance
turned crimson, and liis gray mous
tache bristled with wrath.
“My mistake —my mistake!” he
shouted. “Why, you young jacka
napes, you—yon —you —”
“Dish up the breakfast, Betty, an’
be quick about it! I hear the young
gentleman scornin’ down!” cried a
shrill voice.
And with a gasp of consternation
Mr. Calthorn realized that ho had
actually entered the wrong house!
Overcome by chagrin, lie cowered
in liis chair like a convicted criminal.
The tables were turned indeed, aud
here he was at the mercy of the young
man whom he liad been reviling as a
scapegrace and a jackanapes.
Swift footsteps were heard approach
ing, and the unfortunate victim of his
own carelessness felt that he was lost.
But Lionel Luthellyn was equal to
the occasion.
“No one needs to know anything
about it,” he whispered, reassuringly.
“Only keep cool.”
And as the landlady, followed by
Betty with the linm and coffee, entered
the room, he was saying, in a loud
voice:
“Thank you so much for calling on
me, Mr. Calthorn! And now if you
sit up to the table and have breakfast
with me, I shall feel that I am quite
forgiven.”
The invitation was accepted, and
under fjjo combined influence of the
coffee, the broiled ham,warm rolls and
other accompaniments, together with
his escape from an embarrassing posi
tion, Mr. Calthorn recovered his
equanimity, and proved as genial a
guest as heart could wish.
And what more could ho do than to
extend the hand of friendship to the
young man who had so magnanimous
ly “heaped coals of fire” on liis head!
And it was not until after a certain
wedding, which tools place a few
mouths later on, that Mr. Calthorn,
much to his surprise, learned that his
son-in-law, whom he had once accused
of being a burglar and housebreaker,
was really the sole owner and proprie
tor of “Smoky Bow,” although the
fact was not generally known among
the tenants.
Even Mrs. Whyte the landlady of
No. 13, was not aware that she wa#
boarding so important a personage.—
[Saturday Night.
New Theory of Sleep.
Some discussion has been going on
concerning Herr Rosenbaum’s recently
proposed theory of sleep, namely,
that the anaemic condition of the brain
is due to an excess of water in the
brain cells of that body. The suppo
sition, as stated, is that sleep is essen
tially a matter of nervous action, and
the direct cause is thought to bo fa
tigue of the nerve cells which commu
nicate with the heart and bring about
some change in the circulation; the
nerve cells are thus supposed to bo
full of water when sleep comes on,
and this water (luring sleep passes in
to the venous blood as waste and the
nerve cells then receive nourishment
from fresh arterial blood—then, when
the process is entirely over, the sleeper
awakes. According to this theory,
sleep is not solely healthy because it
rests the body and brain, but also be
cause it invigorates them. It is also
to be inferred from Rosenbaum's the
ory that the nerve cells and brain ol
infante who sleep so much must con
tain more water than is to be found in
those of adults, and that the effective
ness of brain cells is in inverse ratio
to the water contents.
Os not inferior interest is the theory
of Doctor James Cappe, of Edinburgh,
and also held by some other eminent
scientists, namely, that the veins of
the piarnater,. the inner membrane of
' theskull.are capable of congesting and
! dispersing comparatively large quanti
| ties of blood—that congestion pro
i duces vertigo and senselessness or
stupor—and that the dispersion of
| blood from the brain cells produces a
■ slight compression on the surface ol
i the brain and thus brings about sleep.
—[New York Tribune.
The First Prize.
“Well, Johnny, who carried oft' the
first prize at school?”
Johnny—“l did.”
“What was it for?”
Johnny—“ Teacher sent roe cause
.Timmy, the fellow who won it, was too
sick to come after it. "—[Chicago in
, Ur Ocean.
A GREAT LIBRARY.
Magnificent Edifice Now Being
Erected in Washington.
A Home For the Nation’s Liter
ary Treasures.
The congressional library at Wash
ington is slowly approaching comple
tion, so far as applies to the super
structure and general outline. Its
massive dome was erected this season,
and the sun glistening on its bright
white metal roof is seen down the
Potomac miles away.
The building is 468 by 336 feet, not
counting the main entrance and stair
way, which project 30 feet beyond the
rectangular lines. The long corridors
and great rooms, together with the
massive walls, in the present rough
interior, give the impression of a fort
ress. The other portions of the build
ing aro dwarfed when compared with
the reading room under the great
dome which towers over 100 feet over
head.
The building is built around a hol
low square, the outer portion or cur
tain being only 35 feet wide from the
exterior wall to the courts within. The
space inclosed by the four curtains is
about 360 by 285 feet. In the middle
of this rectangle is built tho grand
octagonal reading room. Connecting
the reading room-with the outer curtain
are three wings running uortli, east
and south, dividing tho unoccupied
space into four spacious courts, 164
feet long by 100 feet wide. The wings
leading from the reading room to tho t
outer eurtaiu are of uniform height'!,
witli the remainder of tho building,
three stories and u basement. They
are given up entirely to book stacks
and are arranged with floors about six
feet apart and narrow alcoves, which
will enable attendants to find any book
without disturbing his neighbor.
The architectural style of the li
brary of Congress is Italian renaiss
ance, like that of its companion struct
ure, the National Capitol. The walls
are a cold gray granite, which from ue
distance is not unlike marble. Tho
first story is rough hewn, the stones
laid in courses like the gray bricks. I
There is no carving cm this story ex- I
cept a frieze, which marks the liue of
the first and seooud stories. Tho
stone of the latter story is cut rough,
and a wider and more elaborate frieze
separates it from the upper story,
which is finely cut and carved. Tho
cornice and the frieze over the third
story windows are beautifully carved
in simple, chaste designs. j
This description, applies to three,]
elevations of the building, the north,,
east, and south. On the corners there
are more carving and other corner
effects, including carved faces ou the
keystones of the arches over the win- i
dows of the second story. These faces
form a most interesting series, em
bracing a characteristic countenance
representing every distinctive race; and
people on the earth, and in an effective
way demonstrating tho cosmopolitan
character of a temple erected for the
preservation of useful knowledge.
The west front, which faces the
Capitol, is perhaps the most beautiful
architectural effect in America. Fol
lowing the general style of the other
three elevations, it begins on
the ground floor with a rough
hewn base growing more elaborate as
it rises. The fourth story is richly
carved. The columns, in pairs, huge
fingers of granite, a single piece from
base to capital, support a cornice that
might have been dug from the sacred
soil of Greece, the buried remains of
the work of one of the fathers of archi
tecture. Cherubs and scrolls and
wreaths chiseled in the very granite
tell to the world that here is to be the
home of culture and refinement, the
palace of the “art preservative of all
arts” printing.
The dome which overtops the libra
ry, as if in deference to the dome of
the National Capitol is sublime, yet
not aiming to excel the grandeur of its
neighbor.
The building will cost #4,000,000
aud will eventually be made to accom
modate 1,500,000 volumes.
Repairing an Ocean ( aide.
It has always been a matter of spec
nlation and wonder to most people as
to how a marine cable orice broken in
midocean is ever got together agatn.
The explanation in this: First it must
he known that the cable practically
rests everywhere on the bottom of tlio
sea. Os course there are places where
sudden deep places coming between
shallow ones will cause the cable to
make a span ns over a ravine or gully.
In other places the ocean is so deep
that the cable finds its specific gravity
somewhere in midwater, so to speak.
Tn that case it rests quite as firmly as
if it were nu solid ground.
Win'll a break occurs the first step,
of course, is to accurately locate its
position. A conductor such as a cable
offers a certain amount of obstruction
or “resistance” to the passage of an
electric current. Apparatus lias been
devised for the measurement of this
“resistance.” The unit of resistance
is called an ohm. The resistance of
the average cable is, roughly speaking,
three ohms per nautical mile. Re
sistance practically ceases at the point
where the conductors make consider
able contact with the water. There
fore, if when measuring to locate a
break it be found that the measuring
apparatus indicates a resistance of 000
ohms the position of the fault will be
known to be 000 miles from shore.
With this information the captain ol
the repairing ship is able to determine
by his charts of the course of the cable,
tho latitude and longitude of the spot
where tho break occurred, aud can
proceed with certainty to effect the
repair. When the approximate neigh
borhood of tho track is reached a
grapnel is dropped overboard and tho
vessel steams slowly in acourse at right
angles to the run of the cable. On
deck of tho ship there is a machine
called a dynometer, which, as its name
■implies, is used to measure resistance.
The rope securing tho grapnel passes
under this. I f the dynometer records
u steady increase of strain it indicates
;tf»at the grapnel has caught the cable.
•Ifon the other baud, the resistance
varies from nothing *to tons and from
'tonsto nothing again it is known that
ttv’ grapnel is only engaging rooks or
other projections of an uneven-bottom.
It is frequently necessary to drag over
[such aground several times before tho
■ cable can be secured.
Having secured one end of a parted
[cable, tho vessel moors it to a buoy
sand proceeds to search for tho other
end. When both ends are brought to
gether on deck the electrician holds
communication with the shore on both
sides to make sure that there are no
oilier defective places and that the
ruble is perfect in both directions.
ThiH having been satisfactorily dc
'termined, all that remains is to splice
| the ends together and drop the cable
more hack into tho sea.—[ New
Times-Democrat.
The (lost of a Nluck Wire.
In the course of recent discussion
you the propriety of spending public
♦money for repairs, a certain vote was
opposed. One of the advocates of the
expenditure related the following inci
dent,: A few years ago there was a se
rious accident on the Lachine Canal at
Montreal. The wire from the (leek to
tho engine room of a certain steamer
that was passing through the canal had
become slack. The officer in charge
on ileak pulled the wire to ring the
bell in the engine room and stop the
steamer as she entered one of tho locks.
The wire being out of order, the bell
did not ring, the steamer kept on at
full speed, thclock gates were smashed
by the collision, the waters were sud
denly let out, and many vessels inside
were greatly damaged. There was also
an obstruction to business for several
days at a crowded season of the year,
and a great fleet of upward and down
ward bound craft were detained with
very great detriment to their cargoes.
Indeed, the whole loss was estimated
roughly at scarcely less than one mil
lion and a quarter dollars. Tho speaker
asked his hearers to consider how
much would have been saved by spend
ing a quarter of a dollar in having that
wire tightened before the catastrophe
occurred. (Christian Herald.
An Unpleasant Word.
Young Wife—“ How nice it would
he if life were a perpetual honeymoon
—nothing but billing and cooing.”
Young Husband “H’m! I think I
could get along with just the cooing.”
—[Truth.
■frozen meat is now transported
from Argentina to Europe to good ad
..vantage.
NUMBER 34.
Ode to tho Hon.
Os robin and-bluo-birri wad'Hnnet^
Spring poets'write page sfterpwwSf
Their p raises .areieonnded-.«aehmlnwt%
By prophet, soothsayer and sage,
But iint-shuKrtho stars sang togsiher,
Not since-the ornation-of men,
Has any nuo ilpawn a gooseteother
In praise of the pattont-old JiOB.
A.ll honor and praiso'to tho singiag
That cheers up tho wildwoodtowprinc,
Tho old recollection* oft bringing
Joy, childhood ami that sort of -thing.
Ilut dearer to me lliau tho twitter
Os robin or martin or wren,
Is that motherly oluck when a litter
Os chiekoiuwmrround the old hen.
And her mid-winter cackle, how cheery,
Above the new nest she has made;
It notiilos hearts all aweary
Another fresh egg lias been laid.
Aud when the old bird, aged and lazy and
fat,
Is well cooked with light dumplings and
gravy,
There’s great consolation in that.
—American Poultry Advocate.
HUMOROUS.
Tho hen is not a cheerful fowl. She
broods a great deal.
They met by chants—the soprano
aud tho basso in the choir.
The girl who had a falling out with
her friend will not try the hammock
again.
“I’m hardly ever free from dyspep
sia!” “Wliat a sufferer your wife
must be.”
“How pleasant it is to be tall.”
“Pleasant?” “Yes; everybody looks
up to you. ”
“Travers says his best poems are
still unwritten.” “No doubt; that’s
why they’re tho best.”
Wben a man comes to ask you for
your opinion he really asks you for
your confirmation of his own.
Host (who has trod on the old lady’s
skirt): “Oh, forgive mol You see
it’s my natural instinct to detain yon.”
Miss Fosdiok—“You say Mr. HkiddN
is a peddler. What, does ho peddle?’’
Miss Keodiek -“He pedals his bicy
cle.”
“What is your idea of u poet?” she
asked. “A poet,” replied he, “ is a
inau who is long on hair and short on
cash.
Homeouo Jma asked: “Whore do
flies go in tho winter?” We don’t
know, but wo wish they would go there
in summer.
He—“l never saw clothing so cheap
as it, is now. Any man can dress like a
gentleman.” Blie —“Yes, indeed. So
can the ludies."
Teacher— “He wulked with a lumber
ing gait. What, does that mean?”
Bright Hoy—“Thatmeuns he walked as
if he was carrying a plank.”
Vun Belt—“ When my wife gets hys
terical and begins to cry, how can I
stop hor?” Invalid’s Wife—“ Tell
her it is making her nose red.”
“Humph! Ilow Jong does ittake to
fill an order in this restaurant, any
how?” “I do not really know, sir,
I have been here only one week.”
An Ohio man has put up a fac
tory for tho production of vases to
hold the ahlioh of cremated persons.
He must expect to urn a good deal.
Butcher—“ Didn’t you like that ham?
Why it, was some that I cured myself.”
Customer “(Jail that ham cured?
Wli,y, man, it wasn’t even convales
cent.”
“Madame,” said the tramp trying
to work on her sympathies, “can I
have a fit in your vestibule?” “No,”
she said ; ‘ ‘go across the street to the
tailor shop.”
Maud —“Why did you break off your
engagement with Charley?” Ellen—
“ Well, you see he would wear shirts
and neckties which didn’t become my
complexion.”
Hhe (sentimental): — “Which would
you rather do, paint a great picture or
write a great, poem?” He (of the
modern school) “Whichever would
bring the highest price.”
Judge—“ Three months and ten
days.” Prisoner—“ Can’t you make
it a shorter sentence, yer Honor?”
Judge—“l can.” Prisoner— • ‘Thank
you, yer honor.” Judge — “ One
year.”
Mistress—“l should like to know
what business that policeman has in my
kitchen every night in the week?”
Cook—“ Please I think he’s sus
picious of me neglectin' me work, at
wosasiaU’