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HENS NOT STUPID.
Maraly Follow Natural Inatlnota UH
Thom by Their Anoeatora.
Every automoblllst knows that when
his car approaches a hen Instead of
calmly stepping to the side of the road
and safety In nine cases out of ten
Bhe runs along ahead In hysterical ex
citement, doing what she should have
done In the first place only when com
pletely exhausted and then only by ac
cident apparently. Other domestic
animals have the same annoying habit,
and ns It often causes their wholly
needless donth, the usual explanation
of It Is their stupidity. That Is an un
fair criticism, for neither birds nor
nnlmals ore ever stupid—never are,
that Is, about meeting exigencies
which their ancestors were In the hab
it of meeting.
It Is the lesson of Immemorial expe
rience for all these creatures that from
the pursuit of an enemy that cannot
be fought there Is safety If anywhere
In straightaway flight nt topmost
spged. Motion, In any other direction
would give the pursuer a fatal advan
tage by enabling him to "cut corners"
and cover a . shorter distance than his
selected prey. The hen’s mistake is
not in running along tko road, but In
assuming that the automobile wants
to catch her and will do so If It can.
That assumption Is a perfectly natural
oiys, and every living hen Is the de
scendant of Innumerable generations
of hens that acted upon it exactly as
she does.—New York Times.
CRAWFORD,
Georgi
a sleek looking Frenchman play a
piano in a way that made me feel all
over in spots. An soon as he sat down
on the £,tool i knew by the way he
handled himself that he understood
the machine he was running. He
tapped the keys away up one end, just
as if they were gauges and he wanted
to see if he had water enough. Then
ho looked up as if he wanted to know
how much steam he was carrying, and
the next moment he pulled, open the
throttle and sailed on to the main line
ns If he was half an hour late. You
could hear her thunder over culverts
and bridges and getting faster (and
faster, until the fellow rocked about
in his seat like a cradle. Somehow I
thought It was old 36 pulling a pas
senger train and getting out of the
way of a special. The fellow worked
the keys on the middle division like
lightning, and then he flew along the
north end of the line until the drivers
went around like a buzz saw and I got
Breeder of
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excitedt About the time 1 was fixing
to. tell him to cut her off .a little he
kicked the dampers under the machine
wide open, pulled the throttle away
back In the tender, and how be did
run! I couldn’t stand It any longer,
and yelled to him that he was pound
ing In the left side, and If he wasn’t
careful he’d drop his ash pan. But
he didn’t bear. No one heard me.
Everything was flying and whizzing.
Telegraph poles on the side of the
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Mad* Now Practically as It Was Mada
Nine Centuries Ago.
In an article on gold leaf in the Mag
azine of Commerce John Mnstln says
that lust as the date of the discovery
of gold Is too remote even to be guess-
,ed at so Is the origin of gold leaf lost
in antiquity.
On some of the most ancient mum
mies discovered gold leaf has been used
on the skin, tongue, teeth, etc., and
In some Instances on the cofflns also;
It also appears on tombs, monuments
and the like, and, strange to say,
though gilding with “thin sheets of
hammered gold" and “skins of gold”—
otherwise gold leaf—was known to be
practiced at least In .the eighth cen
tury B. C., the process of bringing the
gold Into these fine sheets or “skins"
was, at any rate in the eleventh cen
tury A. D., substantially the same as
that used today, no advance whatever
having been made In the Intervening
nine centuries.' ‘
Further, on some of the Grecian pot
tery of the fifth century the gold leaf
used is as thin as that used today, so
that In results obtained also we have
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spun
track looked like a row of cornstalks,
and trees appeared to be a mudbank,
and all the time the exhaust of the
old machine sounded like the hum of a
bumblebee. I tried to yell out, but my
tongue wouldn’t movei He went
that Next
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A splendid assortment ol
styles and highest grade
stalled in our Job Depar
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people smashed and mangled and
bleeding and gasping for water. 1
heard another crash as the French
professor struck the deep keys away
down on the lower end of the southern
division, and then I came to my senses.
There he was at a ’dead standstill!'
door of the firebox of the
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poor work, and is much more satisfactory
not advanced In the least, but still keep
practically to the same average thick
ness as that used on the Egyptian cof
fins of the third century A. D. and
most of the Greek vases of the fifth.
before him.
years old I’ll never forget the ride
that Frenchman gave me on a piano.”
-Life.
h you; on anything ip tihie rfe'mJT-
do our level best to pleaLSe you,
Brougham and Mulled Port.
Lord Brougham who as a member
of the house of commons was a most
abstemious man. upon, his promotion
to the peerage acquired less commend
able habits. During his long and Im
passioned appeal to the lords to re
frain from rejecting the reform bill
of 1832 “five tumblers of mulled port,
with a dash of brandy, were brought
to him at intervals.” When he came
to-^ils last sentence (“I warn you, I
Implore you—yea, on my bended knee
I supplicate yon—reject not this bill")
he knelt on the woolsack, whence he
slipped to the floor. It Is recorded In
the “Lives of the Lord Chancellors’’
that “he remained some time as If In
prayer, but his friends, alarmed lest
he should be suffering from the effects
of mulled port, picked him up and
placed him safely on the woolsack.”
MODEST VICTOR HUGO.
Th* Great Master Thought No Honor
Too Great For Himself.
It was Theophlle Gautier who said
something to the effect that If he
thought that one line of the great mas
ter, Victor Hugo, was bad he would
not acknowledge it to himself if he
were alone at the bottom of a dark
well. On another occasion Gautier
spoke of Victor Hugo as “a new Moses
fresh from Sinai, charged to deliver
the tablets of the law.” Decidedly.
Victor Hugo was a man who knew
how to cast a spell upon those about
him. For example, look at the follow
ing picture drawn In the “Souvenir sur
Turgenieff:”
“One evening Hugo’s admirers as
sembled In 41s drawing room, were
competing with one another in the
eulogy of his genius, and the idea was
thrown out, that the street In which
he lived ought to bear hls name. Some
one suggested that the Btreet was too
small to be worthy of so great a poet,
and the honor of bearing hls name
ought to be assigned to some more Im
portant thoroughfare. Then they pro
ceeded to enumerate the most popular
quarters of Paris, In an ascending
scale, until one man exclaimed with
enthusiasm that it would be an honor
for the city of Paris itself to be re-
Hugo,
PHONE 141.
CAIRO, GA.
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ramed after the man of genius,
leaning against the mantelpiece, listen
ed complacently to these flatterers out
bidding each other. Then, with an air
of one engaged in deep thought, he
turned to a young man nnd said to
him In hls grand style, ‘Even that will
come, my friends—even that will
come.’ "—Bookman.
213 Temple Court.
full of him. In Italy and Spain he was
often the brightest mnn in town, and
hls shop was headquarters for wit
and Intrigue. Jasamln became fa
mous as a poet In southern France nnd
recited hls verses with razor, scissors,
brush and comical gesture as he dress
ed the hair of fine ladles and gentle
men In hls shop. He bad a great, run,
made money, hived fame, and Smiles
mnde a book about him.
Of Course Not.
If a man really loves a woman of
course he wouldn’t masry her for the
world If he were not quite sure he
was the best person she could by any
noaslbllitr marry.—Holmes, . .. .
the People of Grady County
Modem County Paper.
GEORGIA.
ATLANTA,
Bring your Job Print
ing to The Progress
office. We have the
best equipped plant
in this section.
Best Intentions.
Mamma—Johnny, what Is the baby
Johnny—Nothin’. I
yelling about?
Jest took his milk and showed him
bow to drink it—Cleveland Leader.
