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The Henry County Weekly
A Weekly Newspaper Devoted to the Interests of McDonough and Henry County.
VOL. XLV.
A BELATED VALENTINE.
By Om» Lucy Tarpley.
One afternoon in February Eu
gene was trying his new skates.
The wind was blowing full in his
face, its coldness bringing color to
his cheeks. Eugene was a small
boy only ten years old. .But he felt
as old as his father, for the day
before had been his birthday. The
skates was one of the many pres
ents he had received. He was plea
sed with his skates and his chest
swelled with pride, as he rolled
back and forth on the only side
walk that the little village of
Woodland afforded.
The side walk was in front of
Miss Gray’s house. Strangers often
wondered why this was the only
place in town where a sidewalk
was before the house, but Miss
Gray never gave any reasous. Her
house was a nicely furnished one,
but was neither pretentious nor
extremely pretty; although it was
very home-like in its appearance.
Eugene had been skating for
quite awhile when his feet sudden
ly slipped, and he fell sprawling to
the tile pavement. Trying to rise to
his feet, he found the pain in his
arm to be so great that he was
unable to oo so. Each atttempt
made the pain more intense. Feel
ing as if a black cloth had been
suddenly thrown over his face,
he lay back motionless on the
hard pavement
When he regained conscious
ness he was in a beautiful room.
He tried to raise up on his elbow,
but he fell back on the pillow and
let his eyes take in all the sights.
He thought this the most beauti
ful room he had ever seen. Eu
gene felt that he was either dream
ing or had been changed into one
of the characters of his favorite
fairy tales.
Just at this moment a soft voice
tinkled at his head. His eyes
turned in the direction from which
the silvery voice had come, and
then rested on the most beautiful
lady that he had ever seen. But
had Caroline Gray’s friends seen
her they could haye told him that
she had faded like a rose that is
cut off from the bush and laid
aside.
Caroline came to the bed-side
and took his hand in hers, “Where
am I, why am I here?” asked Eu
gene. She brought a chair to the
bed-side and began saying in her
musical voice: “Now, dearie, you
mustn’t worry about that now, for
you must be perfectly quiet. You
were, as you remember, skating
in front of my house when vou
fell. I was in the garden cubing
roses for the table when I saw
you out on the sidewalk. We got
you into the house and called the
doctor. He came and set your
arm, which I hope will not be long
in healing. You have been asleep
since the doctor left you. It is
almost dark now, so I’ll get you a
nice warm supper. What woQld
you like ?”
“My name is Eugene.”
“Oh, said Miss Gray,” and her
face went white. She seemed to
undergo a change, but finally
she came back to herself and real
ized that a pair of dark, inqifiring
eyes were staring up into her own.
These eyes were strangely like
the ones that had had much to
do with her youth.
“I’d like some toast, an egg and
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some cocoa if I may have it. My
daddy always has it ordered for
me, and—and I want some cake,
too.”
“All right dearie, you may have
it.” And she hurried off to pre
pare his supper. After her re
turn Eugene looked up and said,
“Tell me a story please. My dad
dy always tells ’em to me. Miss
Gray agreed, and when she had
finished Eugene exclaimed excit
edly, “That’s lots better than the
ones my daddy tells.”
“I am very glad you liked it,
but” —here she was interrupted
by a knock at the door. “Good
evening, sir,” she said, for it was
a man clad in a long, black coat,
who stood before he.
“Is my little son here ?”
“Why there is a little boy here,
you may come in and see if he is
yours.”
When he came into the room
he exclaimed, “Caroline, don’t you
know me? lam Eugene.”
She almost fell in a dead faint,
but regaining her senses she said,
“Eugene, I never expected to meet
you again.
“Why did you not answer my
letters ?”
T never received any.”
“Today is St. Valentine’s Dav.
Do you remember twelve years
ago today I bought you a Valen
tine, but did not send it as you
didn’t answer my letters. I will
deliver it tonight,” he drew from
his pocket an envelope yellow
with age, “I always carry it next
to my heart,” he said by way of
explanation.
Caroline took it from his hand
and tore the envelope open.
While doing so a note fell out in
her lap. “Why, fcJugene, vou
know I can’t do what this note
says. If Eugene is your son, you
know I can’t be your wife.
“But Caroline let me explain.
Eugene’s mcther died when he
was two years old. I did wrong
to marry Esther when I loved you
all the while. But when you did
not answer my letters I thought
you false, and can you blame me?
Poor Esther never knew I didn’t
love her.”
“Daddy, come here,” called Eu
gene, who thought their conver
sation rather long. “I wants Miss
Caroline to come live with us.
You wouldn’t mind, would you
daddy? And she tells such nice
stories, too.”
“Yes, Eugene, surely she shall
live with us always. For as soon
as you are well again we are to
be married.”
“Uh' daddy, I’se so happy.”
And having imprinted a kiss on
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Attention, Land Owners.
At 10 o’clock, Saturdoy, Feb 22,
a petition will be filed with Clerk
of Superior Court, asking for
Drainage District No 1 to be
established. It is necessary that
all interested in this project be
present at the court house at that
hour, as matters of importance
will have to be attended to. Any
opposed to this project are invited
to be with us.
H. P. Hawkins, Chm’n.
A. G. Harris, Sec’ty.
A Woman's Recommendation.
Mrs. D. T. Tryor, Franklin Av.,
Otsego, 0., writes: “Nine years
ago I was very much afflicted
with kidney trouble. I bought
different kinds of medicine, but
all to no effect, until one day I
bought a box of Foley Kidney
Pills. I realized so great a benefit
from the use of that box that I
concluded myself cured of kidney
trouble. I feel safe in recom
mending Foley Kidnej Pills to any
kidney sufferes.” They relieve
backache, sore muscles, stiff joints,
rheumatic pains and bladder ail
ments. The McDonough Drug Co.
Notice.
I have just received shipment
nitrate soda. Buv while you can
get it. HARRIS BROWN,
Locust Grove, Ga.
ATTENTION, FARMERS!
We are organizing a Federal
Farm Loan Association for Henry
county, having already procured
a majority of the applications for
loans necessary for the granting
of a charter.
Henry county farmers should
avail themselves of the opportuni
ty to come into this organization
with us and secure money from
The Federal Land Bank at the
rate of 5% per cent.
We will hold a meeting at the
old Nathan Fears home, two miles
east of Hampton, at 10 o’clock a.
m., on Thursday, March 6th, 1919,
at which time we will elect officers
and take applications from any
person in Henry county desiring
to borrow money with us. Any
one desiring to come in with us
and make application should bring
along their title papers and make
application for the loan on that
date.
All persons interested are invit
ed to be present with us- This
organization is for the benefit of
the farmers entering the same,
being a mutual affair in its nature,
and is not for the special gain of
any individual. Anyone interest
ed should telephone, write or call
in person on
GRADY F. FEARS,
Acting Secretary Treasurer Hamp
ton National Farm Loan Asso
ciation, Hampton, Ga.
’Phone No. 2400-3,
Mr. Fears will be in McDonough
first Tuesday and take pleasure in
explaining personally to anyone
interested.
A Tribute to Mrs. Jesse
Freeman.
Just, as the sun was sending forth
its golden rays on the beautiful
morning of December 28, (jod call
ed for our dearly beloved friend,
Mrs. Freeman, whom we all knew
and loved so well.
We cannot see why Death’s An
gel comes when life is at the great
est pleasure, but at the twinkling
of an eye we are carried into an
other life. It was so hard to part
from her. We can but weep for
her ; we do not want her to leave
that heavenly home to live in this
world of sin and woe.
Blessed is the memory of her,
which floats to us like the beautiful
perfumes of some woods blossoms.
The music of other voices may be
lost, but the wonderful memory ot
her will echo in our hearts and
souls forever.
No one ever heard the deceased
utter an unkind word about any
person. She was always kind and
generous. Her influence will live
thru the years to come, for the
good of ker friends and compan
ions, who were great in number.
Her smiling face and cheering
words will be missed by every one
who knew her.
During the few short moments
of illness, she never made any com
plaints. She is not dead but sieep
eth ; we shall behold her lovely
face on the resurrection morn, if
we doeth the Father’s will, and live
with her thru eternity. She was
loved and admired by all who
knew her.
Mrs. Freeman was a very lova
ble character. She was true to her
friends and steadfast in all things.
The soul of honor and knightly
coutesy, she was held in the very
tenderest affection by those who
knew her best. She was ever ready
to bestow a favor and grant a kind
ness to anyone, not only to a neigh
bor, but to all. No person ever
lived more thoroughly the prov
erb, ‘‘Best be thyself, imperial,
plain and true.”
Her passing leaves a keenly felt
vacancy in the home life and a
sense of painful loss in every heart
of the hundreds into which she en
tered.
Her friends will miss her, her
family will miss her love and coun
sel, but let us remember, ‘‘Our loss
is heaven’s gain.”
At the end of a Perfect Day we
will fine the soul of the friends
we’ve made.
Written by a friend.
OBSERVER
The Woodmen of the World
Is the Largest Insurance
Order in the World.
Has over 900,000 members.
Has a surplus of over $43,-
000,000.
Has paid Widows and Orphans
over One Hundred Million Dollars.
You can carry a policy of from
$250 to $5,000.
A young man at 18 can carry
SI,OOO for only $9.60 per year.
A man at 30 can carry a policy
of SI,OOO for only sl2 and camp
dues.
Puts a monument on your grave.
The McDonough Camp has sev
eral new applications and is grow
ing.
It will pay you to investigate if
you are thinking of taking more
Insurance.
See J. C. Culpepper at court
house, or T. J. Patterson, Coun
selor Commander, or see W. G.
Thompson, Clerk, McDonough, Ga.
Mr. J. W, Brannan
Crosses Great Divide.
About 11 o’clock last Sunday
night, at his home just north of
McDonough, Mr. J. W. Brannan
breathed his last,
Mr. Brannan was 59 years old
last September, and had been in
declining health some time Irom
asthmatic affection, which was re
cently complicated with dropsy,
hastening the end. Mr. Brannan
was one of Henry county’s best
and most highly esteemed farm
ers. He was a splendid neighbor,
good citizen, true friend, and sin
cere sympathy is extended the
bereaved ones.
Mr. Brannan is survived by his
wife and seven sons, Erie, of Camp
Wheeler; Jack and Homer, Amer
ican Expeditionary Forces, France;
Raleigh, Camp Gordon; Sam,
George and Otis; and two daugh
ters, Mrs. Cloud Brannan and Miss
Barbara Brannan.
Funeral services were conduct
ed by Rev. E. Oglesby at the home
at 10 o’clock Tuesday morning,
and the remains laid to rest in
McDonough cemetery, a very
large gathering attesting the
esteem in which deceased was
held.
Elliston News Notes.
Mr. Adell Morgan of New Hope
spent Tuesday night with Mr. and
Mrs. Thurber D. Trainer.
Mrs. Lillian Maddox spent the
week end with her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. George Evans.
Miss Nina Mae Bryans spent
Sunday with Mrs. Lillian Hooten*
Mr. J. D. Carter was visiting
friends in Moccasin Gap Tuesday-
We are glad to know Mr. Will
Barham and family are better at
this writing.
Private I. C. Cowan has arrived
safely from overseas and is at
home to stay.
Mr. Chester Whitaker and
Claude Cowan attended the box
supper at Riverdale school house
Friday night.
Miss Wilmer Cowan spent last
week with her sister, Mrs. Tom
Smith.
Miss Elon Mason has returned
home after a visit to Atlanta.
Daisy.
LOCUST GROVE LOCALS.
We are glad to see the town
presenting a much better appear
ance, and we hope Mayor Harkins
will keep the good work going till
all the trees are taken out of the
sidewalks and every street put in
good condition.
Mrs. Claude Arnall has gone to
Oklahoma after a visit of two
months to her parents, Mr. and
Mrs. R. C. Brown.
Miss Wylene Donovan has re
turned from a visit to relatives in
Atlanta.
Mrs. W. J. Smith and little
daughter Evelyn are home from a
visit to Atlanta.
Mr, William Schell, Jr., of At
lanta, spent Saturday here.
Mr. William Simpson and Master
Warren Barnett spent Monday in
Atlanta.
Mr. Edwin Middlebrooks, who
has recently returned from France,
is with his mother, Mrs. Annie
Middlebrooks.
Mr. and Mrs. William Cross and
Miss Mattie Cross spent Monday
in Jackson.
Club Meeting.
The Stockbridge Woman’s Club
met at the home of Mrs. A. H.
Swann on Feb. 12, 1919. Minutes
were read and approved, roll call
ed and dues collected. Mrs. John
Walden was unanimously elected
a member of the Club.
Flans were made for the Club
to co-operate with the principal
and pupils of the high school in
planting shrubbery and beautify
ing the school campus, and the
following committee appointed :
Mrs. John Ward, Mrs. John
Walden, Mrs. S. C. McWilliams.
The Club moved to pay the five
dollars already pledged to the Tal
lulah Falls schools. Also to send
check at once for half the amount
pledged to support a French or
phan.
The business of the Club over,
each member was engaged for a
few minutes in a contest relating
to the work of the Club for 1918,
and a prophecy concerning the
work for 1919. The winner being
Mrs. J. D. McCullough. Valentine
hearts and pencils were used for
the contest.
A delicious salad course was
artistically served by the hostess.
Mrs. S. C. McWilliams,
Publicity Chairman.
Stolen Auto Crashes
Into Horse and Buggy
Rill Barnett, a negro who has
been driving for Mr. Howard Car
michael several years, slipped Mr.
Carmichael’s car out one night
last week and with Robert Hull,
another negro, started on a sup
posed joy ride to Atlanta.
They were driving without
lights, and just this side of Camp
creek crashed into the horse and
buggy of Mr. John Perry, break
ing two of the horse’s legs, smash
ing the buggy and Mr. Perry mi
raculously escaping. The car was
also overturned and badly damag
ed, and it was necessary to shoot
the horse on account of its utterly
helpless condition.
Hull immediately disappeared,
and after confinement of a few
days from injuries Barnett also
escaped and neither have since
been heard of.
Catarrh Cannot Be Cured
With LOCAL. APPLICATIONS, as they
cannot reach the seat of the disease.
Catarrh is a local disease, greatly in
fluenced by constitutional conditions,
and in order to curt- it you must
take an internal remedy. Hall's Ca
tarrh .Cure is taken internally and
acts thru the blood on the mucous sur
faces of the system. Hall's Catarrh
Cure was prescribed by one of the best
physicians in this country for years. It
is composed of some of the best tonics
known, combined with some of the
best blood purifiers. The perfect com
bination of the ingredients in Hall’s
Catarrh Cure is what produces such
wonderful results in catarrhal condi
tions. Send for testimonials, free.
IF. J. CHENEY & CO., Props., Toledo, O.
All Druggists, 75c.
; Hall’s Family Pills for constipation.
$1.50 A YEAR
