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ATTORNEYS’ at law,
McDonoi-oh, 'la.
Will practice ift the counties composing
the Flint Judicial Circuit, the SuprcmeCourt
cf Georgia and the United States District
Court. " apr‘27-1 v
7*n. ii. nnmn.,
attorney at raw,
McDonough, Ga.
Will practice in llie counties
the Flint Circuit, the Supreme Court of
Georgia, and the United States District
Court. nntrlti-ly
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attorney at raw.
McDonoicih, cla.
Will practice in all the Courts of Georgia
Special attention given to commercial and
other collections. Will attend all the Courts
at Hampton regularly. Office upstairs over
The Weekly office.
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attorney at law,
Me Donouoh , Ga .
Will practice in the counties composingthe
Flint Judicial Circuit, and the Supreme and
District Courts of Georgia. Prompt attention
givm to collections. oct. r >-79
U' A. ItKOW A.
‘ ATTORNEY AT LAW.
McDonough, Ga.
Will practice in all the counties compos
ing the Flint Circuit, the Supreme Court of
Georgia and the United States District
Court. jaril-ly
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Hamiton, Ga,
Will practice in all Hie counties composing
t he Flint .Indicia! Circuit, the Supreme Court
of Georgia and the District Court of the
United States. Special and prompt atten
tion given to Collections, Oct 8, 1888
Jno. 1). Stkwaut. j R.T. Daniel.
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ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
GiurriN, Ga.
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Hampton. Ga,
I hereby tender my professional service to
the people of Hampton and surrounding
country. Will attend all cal’s night and
day.
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Gate City Natioal Rank Building,
Atlanta, Ga,
Practices in the State and Federal Courts.
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ers ; will tak<* orders for all k'nds of Boil
ers. We are prepan <1 to do all kinds ol
repairing on Engines, Boilers Mid Machin
ery, generally. We keep in ttock Brass
fittings of all kinds; also Inspirators, In
jectors, Safety Valves, Steam Guages,
Pipe and Pipe Fittings and Iron and Brass
Castings of every Description.
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ELAINE AND ELAINE.
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Dead, sho drifted to his feet;
Tell us. Love, Is Death so sweet?
Oh! the river flowethdeep,
Fathoms deeper is her sleep
Oh! the current driveth strong;
Wilder tides drive souls along.
**rjffi*»g. tJ»ou£> Iwyj bo** not*
To the heart of Ltmuoelot.
Let her pass, It is her place.
Death hath given her this grace.
Let her pass; she resteth well
What her dreams are who can tell?
Mute the steersman; why, if he
Speaketh not a word, should we?
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Dead, she drifteth to his feet.
Close, her eyes keep secrets sweet.
Living, he had loved her well;
High as heaven and deep as he!L
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Watt yon tor her, Launcclot?
Oh t the river floweth fast
Who Is justified at last?
Locked her lips are. Hush! If she
Say eth nothing, how should we?
—Elizabeth Stuart Phelps.
Jews Wailing at Solomon's Wall.
Each of these persons had a well
fhutnbed Hebrew Bible in his band,
and from time to time the party broke
out into a sort of chant, in which an
old patriarch led, and in which the
others joined. This chant was one of
mourning over Jerusalem. It wailed
over the great Jews who were dead,
and for the temple that was in the
hands of the heathen. As it reached
its end the feeling of the mourners
seemed to be more intense. The tears
flowed faster. The women kissed the
stones of Solomon's temple and the
men threw their hands against them in
a frenzy of feeling.
I took a seat on a stone at one end
of tlie wailing place, and watched witli
wonder these people wailing for their
nation. I asked for a translation of
one of the chants, and from it I take
the following, which shows better than
anything else the feeling that Rus
sian Jews have in going to Jerusalem,
and which might be called the prayer
which is uppermost in every Jewish
heart the world over. It is:
“We pray thee have mercy on Zion.
O Lord, gather the children of Jerusa
lem together. May the kingdom soon
return to Zion. Comfort those who
mourn over Jerusalem, and may the
branch of Jesse spring up in it, and
peace and joy abide with Zion.”
This wailing has been going on by
the Jews at this place for more than
five hundred years. When I sn.\v it I
observed a number of Americans and
English looking on. The instantane
ous camera fiend was there. He was
an American, and I was surprised to
seo him fix his tripod and take a pict
ure of these weeping people. I heard
some of the other Americans laughing
at them, and I felt indignant as the
sound reached my ears. I could not
laugh myself. It was one of the sad
dest sights that man has ever seen.
Frank G. Carpenter in National Trib
une.
The Coquette.
The coquette is helped over danger
ous crossings, her packages are picked
up and brushed when she drops them.
The first place at a bank window and
the first consideration In the shops are
hers. The coquette gets the loveliest
flowers, the most delicious candies, the
newest books and the latest prints in
the market. The coquettes receive the
idolatry of men, their hearts, their
hands, their names and finally their
worldly goods.
She need not make a showcase of
herself nor play the flower garden to
be captivating. A girl can be abso
lutely irresistible in a fifteen cent cam
bric. Innocence, yduth, beauty, senti
ment are associated with a girl in a
white dress. kMenty of men shrink
from brocade and passemouterie as
fabrics beyond their income, but the
white cambric, the white mull, the
white anything is a raiment that blots
out arithmetical calculation.
The coquette may be as wise as
Maria Mitchell, Susan B. Anthony or
Abigail Dodge, but she will never let a
man find it out. She knows too well
how they hate things didactic And
so she smiles sweetly, talks gayly and
lives to please.—New York World.
A Wealthy Newsboy.
“Mose” Jacobs, a noted newsboy of
Des Moines, la., is said to be the best
known person in the state of lowa, and
has a corner on all the papers from
larger cities in the country. His voice
sounds like a steam calliope, and it lias
not been used in vain, as he is now re
puted to be worth SIO,OOO, largely in
Des Moines real estate. From early
youth “Mose" has supported his mother
and several brothers and sisters. He
has the manners of a gentleman, and is
highly popular among the citivns of
tljc thriving capital city.—Denver Ne*vs.
A Point of Nationality.
At the Boston Art club Miss A. Is do
ing the honors. She is quite well ac
quuinted with one of the exhibitors,
and tells her party some amusing an
ecdotes of the young artist.
Said Miss I)., “Your friend must be
quite a Bohemian "
“Oh, no,” answered Miss A., “she is
an American; at least her father is.”
Boston Transcript
A bicyclist has achieved tlie feat of
coasting down Mount Washington,
where the fall is 5.000 feet in eight
miles. But Pedalite. who has indulged
in sevend (leaders on his machine, says
that some of the falls lie has made,
proportionally at least, beat this Mount
Washington ehap all to nothing. - i
Boston Tnumeric*
McDonough, ga., fridam* srptembeiliu, i«ik>.
A Fish nawk’s Nest.
The nests of birds always interest us.
The skill with which the oriole
es It is swinging house to the branches
of the elm is ever a source of admira
tion. In what odd plaoes, too, are nests
sometimes found! An old ooat hung
across a fence to serve as a scarecrow
attracts the smaller birds, and that
which was an occasion of terror to the
crows becomes a cozy residence for a
pair of wrens or sparrows.
While cruising along the coast of
Maine we saw a fish hawk's nest in a
very unexpected place. We were run
ning through what is called on the
charts the Fox Island thoroughfare, and
were headed to the westward, making
tor North Haven. Just before wo
reached tills place our attention was
called to a “spindle” on the starboard.
Tfa# “splndto” to' it all iWig ry*b*T>f iron,
with a circular, concave iron disk at
the top, and is placed here to mark a
dangerous ledge. It rises out of the
water to a height of perhajis twenty
feet The slightly hollowed disk that
surmounted the rod contained a large
nest constructed of coarse sticks and
twigs, and on the edge, calmly secure
in their tfomain, two fish hawks wore
perched, watching for their finny proy.
Here, a mile from shore, safe above
the reach of angry billows, they had
built their home. It is interesting to
think of them when the sea was lushed
to fury and the storm raged upon the
deep, dwelling there between the sea
and the sky.
These birds usually nest in tall trees
on cliffs—in places not to be reached
by man without much difficulty, but
instinct had led this pair to choose a
home amid the waves, a home suited
to £he wild find wary nature that loves
solitude so well. —Cor. Youth's Com
panion.
Oliver Cromwell's Watch.
Daniel C. Hopper, of Hopper, Mc-
Gan & Co., Baltimore, Md., has a watch
which was once the property of Oliver
Cromwell. It is of the old English
pattern, witli a double case, the outer
part of which is removable. The outer
case is covered with shark skin riveted
on with brass rivets. The numerals on
the dial are irregular Arabic characters,
and the timepiece, like others of the
period, lias no second hand. The Inner
easo was once very massive, but it has
been worn quite thin and is consider
ably battered. The movement is a very
peculiar one. Its machinery is piled up
in an odd shaped bunch, which is sur
mounted by an elaborately engraved
shield. (
Tlie ns 'p of th|Mtakcr is not shown
on the movement or on either of the
cases, but a piece of work, evidently
inserted in repairing, bears the inscrip
tion, “Jam’s Ilbery, London.” Within
the outer case is a circular pioce of
paper, on which Is printed a coarse
wood cut, surrounded by tlie inscrip
tion, “A. Ileickle, patent lever watch
maker, St. James street, 09, Liverpool."
The history of the watch is well au
thenticated. It descended to Mr. Hop
per from Professor Glover, an English
educator and naturalist, who was an
enthusiastic collector of antiquities.
Professor Glover was a direct descend
ant of the Cromwell family, and pos
sessed ample proof that tho watch was
worn by tho protector. St. Louis
Globe-Democrat.
Pretty Good EtiglUh for a Novice.
We been doing the pottery with
some of the new suinmerists who had
just come, and had enjoyed the many
tilings we saw there. Going Into one
room we found several little girls var
nishing the saucers of flower pots. One
of the Indies tried to converse with ono
of the girls, but the attempt was use
less. Then the foreman said; “She
doesn't s[>eak English. She is French."
Two of our party who had studied
French, and who prided themselves on
their Parisian accent, said tliey would
speak to her. After some consultation
one asked her if she liked her work.
Silence from the French girl. Then
the other began:
“Quel age nvez-vous?”
“Oh, shut up!" exclaimed the girl,
looking up angrily.
We concluded that her English edu
cation had commenced.—Boston Tran
script.
Huseball Popular In England.
We seem to have borrowed still an
other Idea from our American cousins,
for baseball Is now fast beooinlng a
most popular game, and especially in
tile north, where a league (with, we ex-,
poet, the inevitable challenge cup) has
been formed, and the famous Preston
North End football team, among
others, are keeping themselves in con
dition by a constant practice of tliis
comparatively new amusement. As Is
well known, it is the premier sport of
its sort In the United Stat**, and promi
nent professionals at the game can earn
Incomes which would make even our
leading cricket professors en vious. Five
or six hundred a year is a by no means
extraordinary or out of the wuy salary
for a first rate pitcher.—Pall Mall
Gazette.
Employ*** of » Summer I!o^>l.
There are thirty chambermaids cm-,
ployed, four clerks, eight porters, eigilt
een bell boys and forty women who do
nothing but wasli dishes. The cost of
running the hotel in wages to the 1,000
employes during the three months which
constitutes the season is SIOO,OOO. —New
York World.
Water has been found in the desert
of Sahara in such vast quantities by
means of artesian wells that French
engineers are confident of being able to
extend their railroad to a distance of a
week's journey from Algeria right
through the desert.
A MASTERLY RfTREAT.
llow John Shy S»t«I fIN Family from
the I millin'*.
A gentleman jmssed through the olty I
recently on his way to Excelsior Springs
whose name three or four years ago was
one of the moat popuJAr in tlie daily
press of that day. It was Mr. John %
Shy, of Iteming, N. M whose deed of
heroism In saving his wife and family
from massacre by a band of savage
Apaches after a rminii JtUght of severni
miles will ever make L*ntune a con
t{ilcuous one in tlie history of tlie west.
Tlie story is as follows:w‘ -
Mr. Shy had sett lot'<*>* a ranch in
New Mexico with his wife and young f
son, their place being i»«A‘utoen
from any other settlement. The ranph
was attacked by a r-»\lng bond of
algtlteen Apaohee, drive
off tlie stock. Mr. Shy, who was well
irmod and had plenty of ammunition,
placed his wife and child in a place of
safety within the house, and then
opened fire, which was returned. Tlie
fight was waged for sons' time till one
of the Indians succeeded in crawling up
to and setting fire to the tiouse. Tills
necessitated flight, so sending Mrs. Shy
forward under cover of the smoke of
tho burning building, the husband and
father, carrying ilia young son under
Ills arm, made a dash for the cover of
some thick brush which was growing
near by.
An Indian's bullet went through the
child's hip and kxlged in the father's
body, but tlie fight wont oil. Mr. Shy
ran forward some distance, and thou
dropping tlie child in tho brtisli would
face about and fire at the lending pur
suer, who would til us be brought to a
standstill for a time. Then another
short fight and another stand to gain
tlmo for Mrs. Shy, who was fleeing in
the front, and so the day was spent.
The Indians finally gave up the chase,
which had cost thorn no less than six
warriors, and tho exhaustodrfugitives
managed to roach the city of Doming
with their lives. Tlie wounds received
by both father and son were rapidly
healed, and now, when the hostiles are
forever expelled from or killed out of
that neighborhood, tliere is no more
flourishing or happy family in New
Mexico tlmn that of valorous John T.
Shy.—Kansas City Times.
A Memorial to a I'rinoA.
A memorial to the late prince im
porial of France has recently been
erected in tlie Catholic church, Chisle
liurst, where his remains rested before
their removal to tho mausoleum at
Farnborough. Tlie memorial consists
of a canopied wall tomb designed in
the Fifteenth century Gothic to har
monize with tho church in which it is
placed. It occupies a site at the west
ern end of tlie north wall, and is main
ly constructed of Caen stone.
Tlie tomb itself is raiseil upon a step
and has a frontal enriched witli tracery
Inclosing the Imperial cipher, and bear
ing in its center tlie following inscrip
tion: “To tho pious, noble and cliival
rotis Louis Najxjleon, Prince Imperial
of France, who fell in England's cause
on June l, 1879. This monument is
erected by his faithful servant and
friend, tlie Right Rev. Mgr. Goddard,
rector of this parish." Upon tho tomb
slab rests a recumbent figure of tho
prince, life size, in white alabaster.
He is attired in tlie uniform of tho
royal artillery, worn In his fatal cam
paign in Ztiluland, and is wrapped in
liis military cloak.—London Times.
Tlu* Force of Dynamite.
Shooting a candle through a two
inch solid plunk without disturbing it
in the least is being outdono by dyna
mite, which is so quick in its action
that a tender green loaf cun bo com
pressed into the hardest steel before it
has time to flatten. Ono of the experi
ments of the United States Torpedo
works was to place some leaves between
two heavy, flat pieces of iron, set them
on a firm foundation, and see what
gun cotton would do hi forcing the
iron pieces together. The reaction was
so great from just being exploded in
the open air that one of the iron pieces
was driven down upon the other quick
enough to catch an exact and complete
impression of the leaves before they
could escape. It is also a singular fact
that the gun cotton itself should sink
deep into the iron when it explodes,
showing the points of the letters
stamped into the cartridges. This
novel method of engraving by gun
powder is one of the wonders of this
cctitury. —Cleveland Plain-Dealer.
A Queer Counterfeiter.
Bpecial Agent Brooks has two sppcl
mens of the marvelous handiwork of
the crank counterfeiter, who once or
twice a year annoys the government
detectives by putting in circulation a
bogus #2O or SSO note. “My impres
sion is," said Mr. Brooks, “that he is
an artist who every few months utters
ono of these notes through pure devil
try. They are remarkable specimens
of counterfeiting sAill, and a peculiar
ity of them is that they are all done in
soft colors, and the impression can lie
easily wiped out with a wet sponge.
The money thus unlawfully made does
not liegin to pay for the time and ex
pense of making these notes.” —Now
York Telegram.
The first schoolmasters on Manhat
tan Island liad no text books. They
were not even the fortunate jiossessors
of a key or a pony. They read the
Bible, taught their pupils to write a
good Dutch hand and to recite the
catechism by rote. In Peter Stuyve
sant’s time things were improved, as a
few school books were sent from Hol
land. They were tb& property of the
colony.
sl-00 CASH, $1.50 ON SPACE: AND WORTH IT.
THOUGHT HER TIME HAD COME.
Au Old Witnexwt* Home Fire
works, and l’lnj-ed for Help.
An incident which occurred in tho
•fewer jiaviUon the other day is too i
good to be lost Tlie telling of it has ,
been delayed, but it will probably be
none tlie worse for it. Among tho a«
Ci lesions which have become rather
fashionable was one from tlie town of
Hwnjistead, and it was composed of j
tile uieinlx TB of the Iloiapot.ad Method- \
ist EptsrO|ud church. With the schol
ars of the Sunday school Mid tlie mem
bora of tlie okurcti. young and obi, the
pastor and clerical friends, they formed
a goodly company. Among the mein
Ix'rs was a gissl old colored “aunty,”
hud during the early afternoon aud
evening she enjoyed herself immensely,
mid. like those of her kind, took us
much pleasure in seeing others having
fun as in trying to obtain it for herself.
Among tho attractions of the day
w;is a visit to the fireworks, arrange
ments for which laid lieen previously
made. “Aunty” went early to tlie in
closure. She took a front seat. The
scenery at once claimed her attention,
and she wits profuse in her exciama
tions of pleasure. The Mexican dance,
the athletes and the trick horse and {
other incidents of the spectacle drew
forth exclamations of delight, and when
the troops marched up and down on
both sides of tlie “river” she was reml
uiscent to those n tiout her of troops anil
soldiers she had seen in tho past Tho
cannonading began, the rockets boom- j
ed, and tho incessant din opened up,
and “aunty’s” Conduct suddenly
changed. She fairly quaked witli fear.
She shrieked uudslie howled. She im
plored those alxiut her to give her pro
tection. No amount of assurance of
safety would appease hor, and witli a
despairing shriek she fell on her knees,
and- with uplifted hands appealed for
help from above, saying:
“Tho judgment day huh come. Oh, j
Lord! I’so a good niggalil Save me! i
I'so gone done nothin'."
A seat companion bade her rise, and
some of tho officers tried to reassure
her.
“Go way, dull. Ohl if do time
hab come, is 1 ready. Lord! Save met
Save mel"
Thus "aunty" prayed and implored
till tlie last rocket had been fired, the
smoke cleared away and all was quiet.
Then she looked ratlier sheepishly
about, smiled and said: “What an old
fool I is, ain’t I? But fireworks ain’t
like dat always, Is doyf I don’t come
110 11101X1, dat’s sure’s you bom, nohow.
Giltiug skewed like dat don't agree
with me, I’se telling you. You heali
me, honey? De dibil mils’ like de
white folks, ho helps dem do such fun
ny tilings."—Brooklyn Times.
Th© Way in N«w York.
Tlio sudden appearance of a police
man for some uuoccountable reason
struck terror to the soul of an un
washed son of Italy who had boon ten
derly watching his peach cart at the
corner of Exchange place and New
street the othor day. He was soizod
with something that looked very much
like a Chinese fit, during which he up
set his cart, and then he dashed oil
toward Broad street. Acting on the
general principle that running away is
prirna facie evidenco of a violation of
the Penal Code, the [xiliceman started
in pursuit. 110 caught his man at
Broad street and took him back to his
cart His stock of peaches had by this
tiiue fallen to a lonely liulf dosen. A
big crowd gathered. In it and stand
ing close to the cart was a Stock Ex
change boy wearing a gray uniform.
While the |M>Hocman was conjuring
up some reason for locking up the Ital
ian the boy casually helped himself to
a (>eaeh. The policeman saw the theft.
“What are yous doin’?" he demand
ed. “Have ye no respect for the uni
form ye wear?”
The crowd luughed and the boy
walked placidly away. 119 forgot to
return the peach.—New York Times.
Th© iirevlty of Life.
Life appears to me too short to be
spent In nursing animosity or register
ing wrongs. We are and must be, one
and all, burdened with faults in this
world, but the time will come when, I
trust, we shall put them oil in [tutting
oil our corruptible bodies; when de
basement und sin will fall from us with
this cumbrous frumo of flesh and only
the spark will remain—the Impalpable
principle of life and thought, pure ns
when it left the creator to inspire the
creature; whenco it came it will re
turn, perhaps to pass through grada
tions of glory. It is a creed In which I
delight, to which I cling. It makes
eternity a rest, a mighty home, not a
terror and an abyss. Then revenge
never worries my heart, degradation
never too deeply disgusts me, injustice
never crushes 1110 too low; I live in
calm, looking to the end.—Charlotte
Bronte.
A Practicable Hint.
It isn't safe to presume much on the
religion of our neighbors. A good
story is told of the Rev. Hr. Cushman.
He went to a barber during the hot
weather mid said, with a twinkle in his
left eye: “Now, I want you to cut my
hair as short as you would like a ser
mon.” Ou rising from his chair and
ruefully surveying his bald and shining
head he was coin-trained to observe
that the barber wanted no sermon at
alL—Nashville American.
The heat produced from the light of
a firefly is only 1 per cent, of an equal
amount of candle light. The bug’s
light is produced by a chemical action,
as it was increased by putting the fly
in oxygen and diminished iu an at
mosphere of nitrogen.
Ink Hottle Smith.
A recent writer on prison life In Eng
land, Mr. F. \V. Roblnonn, glvJ* many
saddening descriptions of the woman
who pfide themselves on being “hard
eases," and who render the lives of the
officials reith exciting and burdehsoine.
It Occasionally happen*, however, shat
one of these pri*on “oharactors" may
indulge in vagaries more amusing than
horrible. One such was Ink Bottle
Smith, a woman who risked all her
privilege* for the sake et obtaining a
doily atom of that fluid.
Site would take her tkiuibie to
school (111 it witli ink and secret it in
her hair Then <si returning to her
cell she would ingeniously construct an
inkstand from rids same thimble and a
bit of her dinner loot Whop hur Uiim-
Ide was c uifigoaUoL, and careful means
were taken that she can-led no receiver
to school, she still found means to ab-
stract ink from the txittles, and thus
kept herself well supplied.
Due day she was returning front
school with the rest of the prisoners,
looking very grave and thoughtful, but
walking with unusual haste. She would
have dashed into her cell and closed tlie
door had not tlie suspieious matron fol
lowed Iter.
"What’s the matter, Smith -are you
not well?” was the inquiry.
Huiitli put her hand to Iter head, as
though schooling had boon too much
for her.
“A headache ?”
Site riodd<*d.
“Altl it’s not worth while putting
your inuiio down to soc tho doctor for
that, is it?”
Smith slnxik her head and gave vent
to a murmuring noise.
“Than why don’t you say so? You’re
not too ill to speak.”
Smith groaned and looked dismally
at the matron, who was scarcely able
to preserve the dignity of office upon
detecting a small black rivulet oozing
from ono corner of tho prisoner's lips,
and meandering down her chin. De
prived of her thlmhle, she had brought
tho ink nwny in her mouth!
“Don’t make a report of this,” urged
she afterward. "I’vo suffered orfuUy, i
miss, and nearly myself. Oil,”
she added, witli a grin, if you’d sent
for tho doctor, and lin’d looked at my
tongue, wouldn’t lie have jumped I’’—
Youth’s (Join jinn ion.
Why tho Dnynkn Hunt HcntU.
Mimy Dayak tribes are still addicted
to head hunting, a practice which luia
■undo their name notorious, and Which
but lately threatened tho destruction
of the wliofo race. It is essentially a
religious practice—so much so that no
important act in their lives seems
sanctioned unless accompanied by the
offering of one or more heads. The
child is bom under adverse influences
unless tho father lias presented a head
or two to the mother before its birth.
Tile young man cannot become a man
and arm himself with tiie mandau or
war club until he has beheaded at
least ono victim. The wooer is re
jected by tho maiden of his choice un
less ho can produce ono head to adorn
their new home. The chief fails to
secure recognition until ho can exhibit
to his subjects a heiul secured by his
own hand. No dying person can enter
tho kingdom beyond the grave with
honor unless ho is accompanied by ono
or more headless companions. Every
rajah owes to his runk the tribute of
a numerous escort after death.—Klisee
Ileclus in Popular Science Monthly.
Tlio Inland of Hollg;olai)«l.
Shaped like an Inverted flat Iron—
the broad end to wan 1 us—its sboer red
walls are crowned with tender green.
At its base a white lino of narrow, !
sandy beach widens at the (mint near
est us to a considerable area, which is
called the “Unterland,” and is crowd
ed with white houses, whoso red tiler]
roofs are the color of tho cliffs behind
them. Hero is the only landing place.
Another village, sociably huddled
around the church and liglithouso,
looks down from tho “Oberland,” and
can only bo reached by a flight of
stairs called tho “Treppe,” or by a
“lift” of ample proportions. Half a
mile to the eastward lies tho Dune, a
sister islet, upon which one sees a clus
ter of houses, a pavilion and a little
orchard of green bathing machines,
such as are used at English watering
places.— C. Emma Cheney in Scrib
ner's.
A Luugli on the Sexton.
The 9 o’clock curfew bell at St.
Paul's church, Lynn, failed to ring at
the usual hour tho othor night, but
startled the good people at Wixxl End
by its loud clangor at 10. The call men
of the Wood End fire department
house rallied with great promptitude,
and a crowd gathered quickly on the
sidewalk. There was a hearty laugh
when it was learned tliat the faithful
sexton of Kt. Paul s bad Just returned
from the band concert at Nahant
Beach, and not realizing that he was
ono hour late went Into the church
and rang the bell from slioor force of
liabit. The crowding of the people up
to the church doors first apprised him
of his mistake, and ho quickly drop[ied
the bell rope.—Boston Journal.
The following is an extract of a letter
froml)r. JamesßurroughtoMr. Hough
ton, F. R. 8., dated in 1700: “About a
month ago, at Stanton, a laboring man
of middle age had for some time so in
ordinate an appetite tliat 1 hud it at
tested by on eye witness tliat he ate up
an ordinary leg of veal, roasted, at a
meal, and fed at this rate for many
days together. He would eat sow
tlusties mid other herbs ns greedily as
beasts which use such food. ”
VOICES CAUOHT AS THEY «Ll_
How CouVfruitleu Strikes One on »
St«»m«r W hich Sul In at Dnylight.
Scene: A transatlantic steamship
pier Time! fla m. Themisa mist
low on the water, and tho Meam escape
valve of the vessel is making a dismal
howl. A lower officer Of the steamer
is leaning on the lower end of the gang
plank, lie looks sloepy and htsurly.
“liow much more time?” asks a
young fellow who comes up with iwu
companions.
'‘Don’t know.” *
“Oh. there’s no hurry tbfn (Jpme
on, boy a"
“Wliore Is my stateroom? That’s
funny £>h, yes, lieru it is—«Uty three;
thought It was seventy three.”
“Waff.” tram . another gangway.
i "where's the stateroom steward? Somo
mistake about this.- The lowor berth
is”
“Johnnie missing! Why, Charles, I
told you to look out for trim. Where
is tie? Johnnie I Yon bad boy, why
don’t you"
“I can’t help it, sir. Some wisunder
standing To morrow wo can”
“Show this lady to her stateroom,
steward. She can’t find"
“Those fhreo bottles were to bo care
fully iced. My man told you that last
night"
"I forgot a steamer chair entirely.
Run out and got ono, Will.”
“Oh, dear, 1 forgot to.tell. Annie to
say good-by to Alice for me."
“Door locked? Some ono must lie
asleep inside. Wake up I" (Hung I bang!)
‘Thank you, sir.”
“The idea of sailing at such an out
rageous hour. Tide? What differ
ence"—
"Hang these (ample that couu; aboard
at daylight and wake men up I"
“Don’t forget that chair. It has
your initials and tho number of your
stateroom on it."
“Where's the room steward ?”
“By Jove, Charlie, 1 forgot te pay
that last cheek in my hurry.”
“Cahlo? Certainly."
“There, dear, run ashore; it’s about
time." (Sounds which resemble sob
bing. )
“From the tipper dock, mind; blue
handkerchief."
“Oh, no, nover In my life; don’t
aiind rough weather at ail.”
’“End of the pier. I will see you
anyway If you” ,
“Hurry, dear; good-by."
“Your bag? Certainly, sir. Wliat
number? Eighty-sev—?”
“Time’s up" (in a chorus).
“Oh—sorry—thank you —good-by—
oh, no, indeed—dock—write—surely."
(Rush for tho deck.)
A belated passenger runs up and
hurries along the gangplank.
“By Oeorgo, close call. Never missed
ono In my life. Good-by, old man.”
“There's Huey I Oh, I can’t couio
down to kiss you. Don’t you come up
You’ll get carried away."
“Say, Harry, make that dozen two,
will you 7 I’ll settio with you when
you come hack."
“Why, it’s flftoon minutes, and wo
haven’t started."
“Say, Dick (in an undertone), look
at Phil. That supper fixed him.”
Tho steam valve censes its sorrowful
song. There is 9 slight quiver of the
iron liulL Two uniformed men run up
the gangplunk.
“Good-by” (in chorus).
“John, remember about the gloves."
There is a sound of wliirling water
ami the steamer begins to move slowly.
Every one on the pier hastens to tho
end. The black bull makes its way
out toward mid stream. Handker
chiefs flutter and hats warn Tho
crowd ou tho pier starts for the street.
The women’s faces are white and men
yawn wearily. Tho sun is yellow in
the street and the people go in differ
ent directions, looking tired and dis
gusted.—Now York Tribune.
A Child's Pre«ence of Mind.
A few days ago there occurred on the
west shore of the lake opposite Mrs.
Allen Gruy’s cottago a wonderful ex
hibition of a child’s bravery and pres
ence of mind. Mr. George L. Gray’s
boys, Eddie aged 9 and Harold aged f>,
were playing on the dock. Eddie made
a misstep and fell into tho lake where
the water was eight or nine feet deep.
Little 5 year-old Harold, instead of
screaming with fright or losing time by
running for help, lay down at full
length on tho dock, and when Eddie
arose to the surface ho seized him by
the collar and held on firmly.
The brave little lad tlien used Ills
lungs most lustily and succeeded in at
tracting the attention of Ilia grand
mother, Sirs. Gray Sho called on the
next cottager, Mr. Dobrln, for help,
and he ran to Harold's assistance, and
pulled Eddie ashore. Mr. Gray says
there is no doubt tliat his oldest boy
would have drowned but for Harold’s
doing just-os be did. The manly little
fellow did not seem to realize that be
had performed a remarkable act for
one of bis years. —lthaca Journal.
Foutul m Way to lieut the Itell Punch.
A Kansas City street cur conductor
has found an easy way to beat the bell
punch. He goes oil to some secluded
spot at night, notes the number indi
cated by the register, pulls the machine
until it lias counted off the entire 10,000
and begun at oue again, after which he
rings till the register indicates 100 less
than when he began and stops. He is
then in a position to ring fares honest
ly all next day and be $5 ahead of tho
company at night. The only way now
to beat the honest street car conductor
is to make the counting capacity of the
register 100,000, or handcuff him to
some other honest man hired to watch
him day and night. Chicago Tribune.
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