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Henry County Weekly.
J. A. FOUCHE, Publisher.
R. L. JOHNSON, Editor.
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“A little farm well tilled and a lit
tle barn well filled” is ju3t as condu
cive to comfort and happiness now as
It was ijj the last century, declares
the Farmers’ Home Journal. Small
farmers, who are good farmers, come
about as near being independent as
any class of people on earth.
The farm value on December 1 of
the crops for the last two years is giv
en by the Department of Agriculture
in figures which aggregate $7,397,-
814,000. The farm uplift seems, to
the New York Sun, to have made
pretty good progress before it was
tackled by Executive commissioners.
Perhaps the difficulty which the com
missioners experienced in arousing
farm interest in their uplifting en
deavors is explained by the foregoing
financial facts relating to crops alone
and taking no account of other farm
products, cattle, hogs, poultry and
the like.
While Wall Street throws Itself
Into spasms, finance becomes disrupt
ed, banks totter, mills close and rail
ways go into receivers’ hands, the
green old earth proceeds placidly
about her settled mission of supply
ing things to eat to troubled human
ity. The common soil, remarks the
Richmond Times-Dispatch.is the most
wonderful asset that this country
has. It knows no panics, is troubled
by no scares, maintains no relations
with maniplation and Jobbery. And
during the fiscal year it yielded to
the nation, directly and indirectly,
new wealth valued at no less than
$7,778,000,000.
To arouse the student’s interest is
well, but, after all, it is the student
who must learn, objects the New
York Sun. His education cannot be
poured into him; he must work at the
pump himself. Nobody can give to
him what he will not take. And if,
as some persons hold, the most valu
able thing about an education is the
discipline involved in the labor of
getting it, why should this value be
deliberately thrown overboard? Fath
er Pardow’s experience leads him into
foreboding: ‘‘Are we developing men
tal acumen? We have iiiany readers
but few thinkers. I have taught
thousands of boys, and I say we are
turning out a degenerate race. We
need sturdier stuff to make inventors
and other great men. By reading
books we do not develop mental life.
W r e must digest what we read. It
has been said that the man of one
book was to be feared, and it is the
man who works along a single line
who becomes a specialist.”
No mutter how carefully the mur
der be planned, though no human
eye see it, can the murderer evade a
remorse which prompts him to cry
out, “Am I my brother's keeper?”
Greek mythology personified the Eu
menides, “Avenging Furies,” forever
pursuing the shedder of blood until
he gave up his guilty secret. Every
age, insists the New York World, has
its writer who repeats the story. Eu
ripedes relates the tragedy of Orestes,
Shakespeare has portrayed the agony
of Macbeth, Poe has told of the “Imp
of the Perverse” and “The Black
Cat,” Bulwer of "Eugene Aram.”
John H. Prentis in “The Case of Dr.
Horace” puts the question squarely:
Is it possible for a murderer to re
main silent? Even though the guilty
secret may never be confessed in
words, the impulse to revisit the scene
of crime can rarely be resisted. True,
there may be exceptions. Lombroso
speaks of “moral imbeciles” who lack
entirely a sense of right and wrong.
The Sicilian bandit and the Kentucky
feudist of to-day, who to all intents
are “throw-backs,” may escape the
vision of their crime. But a conclu
sion cannot be drawn from abnormal
types. The ordinary murderer cannot
elude his sense of isolation, and with
maddening iteration the blood of the
victim "crieth from the ground."
Week's cleverest cartoon, by C. R. MacaUley, ir. the New York World.
CAPTAIN Til.! .5 01 ; THE WRECK
—————
Ship Sank Under Him and He Was Rescued From the Sea —
Williams, the Second Officer, With Him to the End —
Fished From the Water First, He Directed the Search
For the Captain —Praise For All the Ship’s Men.
New York City.—Captain William
I. Sealby, of the wrecked White Star
liner Republic, told the story of the
disaster. One thing he did not tell
was why he had elected to stay with
his ship until it sank. Being an offi
cer of the Royal Naval Reserve and
a commander for the White Star,
Captain Sealby presupposed that this
act needed no explanation.
“Before 6 o’clock on Sunday night
we knew that the Republic would
never live to reach Martha's Vine
yard,’’ was the way Captain Sealby
began his tale. “By 7 o’clock she
was way down in the stern, and wal
lowing with long, painful rolls, that
meant there was very little more life
left in her. Williams (R. J. Will
iams, the second officer) and I stood
on the bridge and kept our eves
ahead on the lights of the Gresham
and Seneca, which were towing. -The
ship was so low in the stern that the
waves were breaking over her at that
point and the water was swashing
clear up to the ladder of the saloon
deck aft.
“I think it must have been just
about 8 o'clock when we both saw
that she was going to drop under us
within a very few minutes. First
thing we did was to prepare a Holmes
distress light, which burns when it
touches water. This we left on the
bridge with us so that when we went
down the men on the revenue cutters
could be directed to the spot where
the Republic went down. While we
were working over the light Will
iams, who has a bit of sporting blood
in him. joked about our situation.
“ ‘What do you make of it, Will
iams?’ I had asked him.
“ ‘I don’t think it will be a long
race to the bottom,’ he laughed.
‘When you are ready let her go and
we’ll make a sprint of it.’
“Before we had finished with the
Holmes light we began to hear a roar
ing and cracking of the deck seams
back of us. It was the air driving
out ahead of the advancing water.
That is the last call of a sinking ship.
I directed Williams to burn two blue
lights, the signal to the revenue cut
ters that we were going down and fOr
them to cast off. Then I let loose
five shots with my revolver.
“We were going down steadily
then and pretty fast. I veiled at
Williams to make for the fore rig
ging. We both dropped down the
ladder to the saloon deck, each carry
ing a blue light in one hand. By the
time our feet touched the saloon deck
it was at an angle of nearly thirty
degrees, wet and slippery. We could
not keep our feet, so we grabbed the
rail and crawled. The water was
rushing up on us from behind and
the explosions and rending of the tim
bers from ’midships told us that al
ready the stern was under water.
“We had reached the forecastle
bead when Williams slipped to the
deck and grabbed a post of the rail
with bis elbow. That was the last I
saw of him until after it was over. 1
managed to get forward to the fore
mast and to climb the rigging as far
as the forward running light, about
100 feet up. Below me about half
of the ship was visible and she was
tipped up like a rocking chair about
to go over backward.
“My blue light would not burn be
cause it had become wet. I fired one
more shot from my revolver, the last.
Then everything dropped and T was
in the water with the foremast slip
ping down beside me like an elevator
plunger.
“There was a boiling, yeasty mass
of water about me and a great roar
ing. I went under, but came up
again, for the air had gathered un
der my greatcoat and buoyed mo up.
I guess I went around spinning for a
time: then 1 hit a spar. From the
spar I managed to get to a hatch cover.
Things were flying around in the wat
er and I came near being*badl'*
banged up before I managed to pull
my body up on the hatch cover and
lie there all spread out with nothing
but my head and shoulders above the
waves.
“It was very cold. I saw the
searchlights on the Gresham and Sen
eca trying to pick me up, but they
went around and around and misled
me. I managed to load my revolver
again and it went off, although it had
had a ducking. Soon after that a
boat manned by four of the Repub
lic’s crew and four sailors from the
Gresham commanded by Gunner's
Mate Johnson slid up near me. 1
waved a towel 1 had picked up out of
the water. They saw me and came
and picked me up. I was weak and
cold—quite finished. Williams was
in the boat when it picked me up, I
was glad to see. He was quite done
up, too. We were quite back on our
feet again after the men on the Gres
ham had ministered to us. T cannot
speak too highly of the work of the
revenue cutters that were trying to
tow us; it was magnificent.”
Captain Sealby had a word to say
about his officers and crew.
“I have nothing but praise for the
actions of the,officers and crew of the
Republic both at the time of the col
lision and subsequently during the
very trying task of getting the pas
sengers transferred to the Florida.
The success of this maneuvre t at
tribute to the remarkable discipline
and cohesion between officers and
crew. The passengers themselves
aided greatly by their conduct. There
was absolutely no panic among them
and the women behaved splendidly.”
The Republic’s commander also
paid a generous compliment to Binns,
the wireless operator, who liad stuck
to his key although part of the wire
less cabin on the boat deck bad been
carried away by the Florida’s prow.
Second Officer tVilliams told of his,
experiences after he had become sep
arated from bis superior on the slant
ing deck of the Republic. He said:
“When I fell down on the saloon
deck on the port side I hung onto the
rail with my elbow. In three minutes
it. was all over. I felt her lift straight
up in the air and saw the prow right
over my head: then she just slid
down. I felt the stern strike bot
tom, for there was a jar and then I
felt something give. I believe she
broke in the middle where she had
been rammed by the Florida.
“I was pitched off the deck before
the last of her drooped out of sight.
I just caught a glimpse of the keel
dropping past me as I hit the water.
I tread water for a second to get my
balance, then I struck out for about a
dozen strokes before the boil of the
water got me.
“A grating hatch hit me and I held
on. I couldn't climb onto it because
the seas rolled me off every time I
scrambled up. I was getting tired of
trying when another grating came
along. I grabbed it with one hand
and held on between them. I guess I
was in the water almost half an hour
when the boat from the Gresham
came along and pulled me out. I di
rected the men where to look for the
captain and we found him in another
five minutes.”
Williams saved a brier pipe and a
pocketoiece out of the wreck and that
was all.
Jack Binns. the wireless operator
who flashed the news of the Repub
lic’s ramming to Siasconset wireless
station and who subsequently kept at
his place communicating with the
shins hastening in relief, seemed to
believe that the loss of 500 cigarettes
he had with him when the Republic
left New York on Friday was one of
the most serious features of the
wreck.
“Part of the wireless cabin was
torn away in the crash,” said Binns,
“but the instruments were not hurt.
As soon as the captain heard what
the damage was he sent me orders to
send out the distress signal. T found
that the instrument was dead. The
electric motors had gone bad with
the flooding of the engine room. I
| knew where the accumulators —stor-
age batteries you call them—that
are carried for emergencies just such
as that one were kept, and T groped
for them in the dark. When I got
them coupled up I tried the key and
found that the spark was right.”
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INTERNATIONAL LESSON COM
MENTS FOR FEBRUARY 7.
Subject: True and False Brotherhood,
Acts 4: 32-."5:11 Golden Text:
Prov. 12:22—Commit Verses 32,
33—Commentary on the Lesson.
TIME.—3O A.D.or later. PLACE.
Jerusalem.
EXPOSITION I. A Spirit-filled
Church, 4:32-37. Some time has
passed since Pentecost, perhaps a
year or more, but still the unity and
love of the early church abide. It
was deep seated and permanent. Its
origin is snown in the immediately
preceding ve-se, “they were all filled
with the Holy Ghost.” This is the
spirit of genuine Christianity in every
age. The forirf of expression may dif
fer, even as it did in the early church,
for we find no community of goods
outside Jerusalem, but no true Chris
tian regards aught of the things which
he possesses as his own (1 Jno. 3:14,
17, 18). “And with great power gave
the Apostles witness of the resurrec
tion of the Lord Jesus.” Here was
another result of being filled with the
Holy Ghost. There is much witness
ing to “the resurrection of the Lord
Jesus” in these days, but is it “with
great power?” There is evidently
nothing more needed by the individ
ual believer and the church than a
new filling with the Holy Ghost, that
there may again be love, unity and
power. The word translated “gave”
in this verse occurs forty-seven times
in the N. T., and always has in it the
thought of giving something due.
“Their witness to the resurrection of
the Lord Jesus” was something the
Apostles owed to the world, and It is
something every one who knows Jesus
Christ owes to the world, to give
their witness to Him (Rom. 1:14,
15). “Great grace was upon them
all.” It is not said whether it was
God’s favor or man’s favor that was
upon them. It seems, therefore, to
imply both (cf. Luke 2-52). The rea
son why "great grace was upon them
all” was because love and self-sacri-,
fice abounded. No man looked upon
his own interests, “but every man on
the things of others” (comp. 2 Cor.
9:7, 8; Phil. 4:15, 1»). “According
as any one had need.” Not according
to distinguished abilities or notable
services, but according to need. That
is the Christian principle of distribu
tion.
11. A Devil-filled Hypocrite, vs. 1-
11. It is an exceeding fair picture
we Jiave been looking on up to this
point, but the serpent again enters
Eden. Up to this point the church’s
danger had been principally from
without, hut now it faces the greater
peril of foes within. No wonder God,
who loves His church, dealth with
this matter with a stern hand. The
atmosphere of love and entire conse
cration in which the deed of Ananias
was done, made it the more unpar
donable. The same language is used
in describing his action and that of
Barnabas, up to a certain point. But
what a difference: the one the deed
of self-forgetting love, the other the
deed of closely calculating hypocrisy.
The early church was not perfect
(Jno. 8:44). But the lie of Ananias
was more than an ordinary lie. He
had seen the whole hearted love of
Barnabas (cf. ch. 4:36. 37), how he
had literally brought all that he had
and laid it at the apostles’ feet. He
had seen the admiration the conse
crated Barnabas had awakened In the
apostolic company. He decided to
gain the same applause for himself,
but without paying the full price.
He. too, sold a possession, but se
creted part of the price and brought
the rest with the intent to deceive the
church. The Holy Spirit guided the
early church and the attemnt to de
ceive the Spirit-guided church was an
attempt to deceive the Spirit ITimself.
This presumption brought swift and
awful judgment. Ananias fell dead
the moment his sin was uncovered,
an awful warning to all who attempt
to deceive God. Not all lying can be
called lying to God. But when there
is a false pretence of entire consecra
tion. when something is knowingly
held back for self, that is lying to
God; for consecration is not unto
men, but unto God. Peter's question
is very solemn, “why hath Satan filled
thine heart to lie to the Holy Ghost?”
It implies that while the plan had
originated with Satan. Ananias was
none the less responsible, that he had
given place to Satan and permitted
him to fill his heart. The fact that
the sin originated with Satan did not
lessen but aggravated his guilt. He
had entered into partnership with the
devil. And that is what every liar is
doing, every teacher of error instead
of the truth of God (1 Jno. 2:22). In
chapter four we spe the true disciples
Spirit-filled (ch. 4:31), here we see
Ananias devil-filled. The heart that
is opened to the Holy Spirit He will
fill. The heart that is opened to Sa
tan he will fill. The one who pre
tends to an entire consecration that
does not exist is “tempting the Spirit
of the Lord.” It is a dangerous thing
to do It may not bring physical
death in every instance—indeed it
will not in many; for God gives an
illustrative example of His feeling to
ward certain sins (as, e. g., in the
case of Achan and here) then does
not again visit with immediate Judg
ment, but there will be great loss
none the less. The effect in this case
was most salutary. Those who were
thinking of joining the church for
mercenary motives were held back
from so doing. Would that the Spirit
were present in such power in the
church to-day that hypocrites would
.regard it with terror.
-.HOUSEHOLD
TO REMOVE INDELIBLE INK.
Soak the ink in strong salt (use
rock salt) water over night or half a
day, wash in clear, strong ammonia,
then rub dry and the next washday
they will be all gone.—Boston Post.
LOAVES FOR SANDWICHES.
Half fill pound baking powder cans
with bread dough, and let rise until
nearly level. Bake as any bread, and
you will find neat, round slices with
no crust; suitable for sandwiches,
luncheon .boxes, parties and picnics.
■—Boston Post.
A CURE FOR STAINED WALLS.
We have a large chimney which
stained the wall paper in spite of
successive coats of size, paint, varnish
and shellac. A paperhanger reme
died the matter by pasting sheets of
tinfoil over the spot, taking good
care to smooth out all wrinkles. When
this was thoroughly dried the chim
ney was repapered. We have not
been troubled or bothered with any
stains since. The foil is so very
thin that it may be used under any
paper without danger of showing
through. Of course, the wall was
first cleaned of the old paper.—Good
Housekeeping.
COTTON CURTAINS IN STYLE.
Among the draperies offered for
side curtains are cotton prints that
are excellently done. They are imi
tative of the best designs in the fine
old French and East Indian cottons,
and they make an effective note in a
bedroom.
They are not expensive, they wash,
and keep their color, and they are
wide enough to hang well.
Many housekeepers prefer them to
stuffs that do not wash, as there is
always a feeling of cleanliness about a
sleeping room where the draperies go
to the tub.
Even in the most carefully kept
houses curtains that do not wash are
not taken down, shaken and aired as
many times a winter as they should
be. They, collect dust germs, cob
webs and all manner of unclean par
ticles at the.top and in the^gathers.
When a curtain shows soil quickly,
it is taken down and goes to the tub
and, therefore, one feels well assured
of its cleanliness.
These cotton prints are also used
for covering large armchairs using a
valance around the bottom. Cushions
of the same material are heaped up
in a seat, and other cushions of it
are put on couches and on the other
chairs.
These covers should never be at
tached to cushions; they should be
made into separate slips with buttons
and* buttonholes at one edge; they
can be sent to the wash whenever it
is necessary.
The woman who puts a cotton print
cover—and many of them do—right
over the stuffing and stitches it in,
has a cushion that will not be fit to
use more than two or three months
at best.
She can’t wash it, and whatever
cleaning fluid she uses to take off the
soil soaks in the stuffing and makes
a most disagreeable odor. —New York
Times.
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Heavenly Gems—One egg, one cup
sweet milk, two cups bread flour, two
teaspoonfuls cream tartar, one tea
spoonful soda, one-third cup melted
butter, or partly beef drippings; mix
in order given; bake in gem pans.
Cafe Parfeit—One cup sugar, one
half cup water, one-quarter black
coffee, six egg yolks, one pint heavy
cream. Cook sugar and water five
minutes and add coffee. Pour slow
ly on the beaten egg yolks, add whip
from cream, turn into mould and
pack in ice and salt. Let stand four
hours.
Spiced Apple Jelly—Cut up the
apples without being cored or peeled.
Make a bag of mixed spices (cinna
mon, cloves, ginger root, etc.). Cover
the apples with two-thirds water and
one-third vinegar, add the bag of
spices and let boil until the apples
are well cooked, drain and add equal
quantity of sugar, let boil until it jel
lies (about half an hour), and you
will have a firm jelly.
Oatmeal Bread One cup rolled
oats, one quart water; boil twenty
minutes; add one cup molasses, but
ter size of an egg. one teaspoonful
salt; boil a little while longer, then
put aside to cool; when cool add one
half yeast cake, two quarts of wheat
flour; let it rise over night; in the
morning add one cup of raisins; let
it rise again, and bake. I usually put
the seeded raisins in one loaf
dip it in my baking tin, and the other
two loaves I leave plain. This recipe
knakas three loaves.