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THE HENRY COUNTY WEEKLY
CONSOLIDATED JANUARY 1,1391.
VOL. XV.
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ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
M< lIOMM Cll, ’ iA.
Will pru *ti<:»* il* t!:«: counlies composing
the Flint Judicial tin uit, l lie Supreme Court
, , ergia and the t’niled States District
Court. aprt!7-ly
attorney at law.
McDonough, Da.
Will practice in the counties composing
the Flint Circuit, the Supreme Court of
Georgia, and the United States District
Court. marl 6-1 y
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attorney at law.
McDonocoh, (>a.
Will practice in all the Courts of Georgia
Special attention given to commercial and
other collections. Will attend all the Courts
it Hampton regularly. Office upstairs over
[hi Wkkklv office.
j r. WAMa
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
McDonouoh, Ga.
Will practice in llte countiescomposingthe
Flint Judicial Circuit, and the Supreme and
District Court sof Georgia, Prompt attention
giv -,n to collections. octs-’7tt
t. iiisotvv
’ ATTORNEY AT LAW,
McDonouoh, Ga.
Will practice in all the counties compos
ing the Flint Circuit, the Supreme Court of
Georgia and the United States Distriet
Court. janl-lv
IT A. PEKPUi*,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Hampton, Ga,
Will practice in ail the counties composing
tlie Flint Judicial Circuit, the Supreme Court
of Georgia and the District Court ot tlie
United States, Special and prompt atten
tiongivento Collections, Oct 8, 1888
Jno. D. Stewart. j II.T. Danikl.
STEW UM' &
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Grissin, Ga.
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Gate City Nation! Rank I’uilding,
Atlanta. Ga.
I’racticcH in tlie -Rate and Federal Courts.
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TO THE
NORTH, * SOUTH,
EAST AND WEST.
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trainsand Pullman Sleep
ers to
Memphis and the West r
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'QqYpA Baking
Powder
ABSOLUTELY PURE
IF WE COtLI) KNOW.
Whither do Our footsteps tend 7
More and more wo yearn to know,
As life’s shadows longer grow.
And the evening hours descend,
And before us lies the end.
When the door shall open wide,
And behind us softly close.
What to our expectant eyes
Will the future life disclose 7
Shall we see a morning break,
Fair and fragrant and serene,
Seeming like the blessed dream
Of some unlorgotten eve V
Shall we walk in gladness on,
Under smiling skies of blue,
Through an ever deepening dawn.
Into wide fields fresh and new 7
Meeting those who eajpo before,
Knowing each familiar look
And each well remembered tone,
Though so many years had flown
Since each other’s hand we took,
Saying farewells o’er and o’er 7
Shall we talk of earthly days,
Speaking low, with bated breath,
Of the awful mystery
Of our human life and death 7
Shall wc wonder to recall
How' our hearts were prone to fear,
How we scarcely dared to hope
In any heaven so lair, so near 7
Ah! if we could only know.
As the shadows deeper grow,
Whither our swift footsteps tend,
As they suiely near the end !
—Catherine S. Mason, Boston Courier.
A lilting Match.
In West Coal township, early yes
terday morning, Patrick Ryan and
James Levitt, engaged in a ten-round
biting match, a cot.test that has rarely
been equaled in brutality by any strug
gle between human beings. For some
time there bad been bad blood between
the men over the latter’s wife, and
when the principals met on Saturday
night, they concluded to have a “prize”
light with bare knuckle. It was mid
night when they met, with a couple of
hundred of friends, on a dancing pavil
lion.
After fighting a few rounds the
principals agreed to turn the struggle
into a biting match. Their bands
were strapped behind their hacks and
time was called. Uyan dodged Levitt’s
rush, and before the latter could recover
Ryan’s teeth had torn a piece of Hesh
from his opponents elietk. Levitt im
mediately retailed by sinking his mo
lars into Ryan’s neck. Ryan sprang
on his half-fainting opponent and de
liberately tore almost half of the lower
jaw out. The spectators not being
able to stand further brutality, inter
fered, stopped the light, and both men
were carried home.—Philadelphia
Record.
A Reliable Assistant.
The poet and tiie almanac maker
agree that all seasons have their signs,
but tho'se of spring are most active
and insistent. It is then that, nature
throws off the lethagy of winter and
prepares to renew her bounties. It is
then, also that nature attempts to
off the impurities that have lain dor
mant in the human system. This ef
fort manifests itself in various ways
—in the increased activity of old af
fections, in tlie appearance of boils,
car buncles and other eruptions, and in
the various symptoms so familiar to
those who have suffered. It is at this
period that nature finds an active and
a trustworthy assistant in S. S. S.,
which, in tlie work of purifying tlie
blood and strengthening the system,
has proven to lie the most perfect
spring medicine ever offered to the
public.
Rev. J. W lluike, Macon Ga.
says: I have found I’radycrotme an
infallible and almost instant cuie for
Headache.
Slow lo {lire All S»l»in lli
•■ilW'S,”
Simply apply “Swaynk’s Oistmknt.”
No internal medicine required. Cures
teller, ecr.cma, iteli, all eruptions on tlie
thee, hands, nose, Ae , leaving tbe skin
clear, white and healthy. Its great healing
and curative powers are posesaed by no
other renu-dy. Ask your druggist lor
S\\ A i nk's Oistmknt.
Itch on human and horses and all
animals cured in 30 minutes by Wool
ford's Sanitary Lotion. Never fails
Sold by C. D. McDonald, druggist
i McDonough Ga.
AND HENRY COUNTY TIMES.
McDonough, ga.. Friday, august 7, tstn.
I’rayers of The Metliodists.
The college of Bishops of the Meth
odist Episcopal church South at its an
nual meeting in May determined to
set apart the second week in August as
a week of prayer, with proper humilia
tion before Almighty God for the bap
tism of the Holy Spirit -upon work both
at home and in the missionary fields.
The following program will be car
ried out :
Sunday, Aug. 11— Sermons on the
baptism of the lloiy Spirit as a prepa
ration for service.
.Monday Aug. 10—Prayer for great
er spiri’ual powei for all our preach
ers.
Tuesday, Aug. 11—Prayer for more
spiritual-mindedness and a higher esti
mate of spiritual things for all our
people.
Wednesday, Aug. 12—Prayer for
more home religion, more family alters
and greater fidelity to the religous need
of the home.
Thursday, Aug. 13—Prayer for the
youth of the church in our Sunday
schools and institutions of learning, or
who ought to be and are not.
Friday, Aug. 14—Prayer for our
missionaries, native helpers and mem
bers in foreign fields.
Saturday, Aug. 1 j—Prayer for our
missionary workers among unevange
lized in our cities and on the fron
tiers.
Is This True?
There is some food for reflection in
the following, clipped from the Press
and Pulpit column of the Printer’s
Album w hieh says :
“A preacher recently said that a
newspaper that told the truth and the
whole truth, couldn’t he a pecuniary
success. The minister who will at all
limes and under all circumstances till
the whole truth about liis members,
alive or dead, might not occupy the
pulpit more than one Sunday, and in
some cases might find it convenient to
leave town. The press and the pulpit
go hand in hand with the whitewash
brush and pleasant words, magnifying
little virtues into big ones. The pul
pit, the press and the giavestoie are
the great saint making triumvirate.”
The August number of The Old
Homestead contains the opening chap
ters of “A Foolish Woman” from the
pen of Mac Willard (Mac Craig) of
Jacksonville, Fla one of the most gif
ted writers in the south. The story
deals with the domestic relations of two
mismated families, for whom business
cares and society’s charms make the
mati imonoial yoke somewhat galling.
It is a story of thrilling and dramatic
interest, yet wholly devoid of sensation
al features. 'I he passionate yearning
far conjugal love and the futile effort
of a noble womanhood and sterling
n.anhood to bear up bravely against tlie
weakness and apparent indifference of
their respective life partners are de
picted in the strongest and most fasci
nating manner by the gifted writer.
This is one of the best and cleanest
sto:ies ever presented to the [teople uf
the south by a southern writer. The
number is filled with excellent complete
stories, with poems, sketches, and es
says of talented writers. Prominent
| features are the children’s page, the
domestic department, and vocal and
instrumental music. The success of
this publication conclusively proves
that the south can support and main
tain a strictly first-class literary and
family magazine. Subcription price
•t 1 per annum. Sample copies free.
Address Tlie Old Homestead Publish
ing Co., Savannah, Ga.
Since Cheatham’s Tasteless Chill
Tonic was introduced many other 'lon
ics have been introduced to the public.
None, however, have met with the
same success. The reason is simple—
they do not do the work it does.
When you have chills try it. Price 50
aud7s cects. Guaranteed to cure.
Tasteless Cu-tor Oil. What a bless
ing. No longer will golden bribes lie
1 offered'or corporal punishment inflicted
as a persuasive for children to swallow
a dose of castor oil. Cheatham’s Taste
less Castor Oil is taken by them with
delight. They cry for it. Piicc2s
cents.
THE FOUR WINDS
Wind of the North,
Wind of the Norland snows,
Wind of the winnowed skies faharp, clear
stars—
Blow (‘old and keen across the natoxi hills.
And crisp the lowland i**>ls with crystal films,
And bhir the casement squares with glittering
ieo.
Hut go not near oiy love.
Wind of the West,
Wind of the few, far clouds.
Wind of the gold and crimson sunset lands—
Blow fresh and pure across thed peaks and
plains.
And broaden the blue spaces of that heavens,
And sway the grasses and the mountain pines.
Hut let my dear one root. 0
Wind of the East,
Wind of the sunrise seas.
Wind of the clinging mists and gray, harsh
rains—
Blow' moist and chill across the wastes of brine.
And shut the sun out, and the moon and stars.
And lash the boughs against the dripping eaves.
Yet keep thou from my love.
But thou, sweet wind!
Wind of the fragrant South,
Wind from the bowers of jasmine and of rose—
Over magnolia glooms ami lilied lakes
And flow ering forests come with dewy wings.
And stir the petals at her feet, and kis3
The low mound where she lies.
-Charles Ilenry Luders in Century.
A PULLMAN CAR WOOING
Scene: Eastern bound Pullman car
at the Oakland mole. Time: 3:30 p.m.
Enter elderly gentleman, carrying
small valise and large hamper. Fol
lowing him two ladies, evidently mother
and daughter. Daughter in dark blue
traveling costume, with large bunch of
violets pinned to front of her jacket; is
a pretty, slender girl, of about eighteen.
Botli laden with flowers, books and
numerous small parcels, which they de
posit in section nearest middle tar.
Tlie following conversation ensues:
“Gladys, dear, I am really worried
over your taking this trip alone. Had
you not better wait a day or so, to see
if we can hunt some one up to accom
pany you?”
“Oh, no, indeed, papa. It was un
fortunate that Mr. Wilson was taken
ill so suddenly this morning, so that
Mrs. Wilson could not go with mo this
afternoon, hut, you see I’ll have to start
today to reach Omaha in t.imo for
Clara’s wedding, esjiecially as I’m to lie
bridemaid. You and mamma must
not worry, for I shall got along all right
alone. ’’
In the meanwhile other passengers
: come in and find their respective sec
tions. The engine toots warningly.
1 A few more kisses and hurried instruc
tions and papa and mamma are gone.
The train moves off, slowly at first,
then with increasing speed carries her
farther and further away from the two
' worried souls she had just left.
Gladys felt a little frightened at the
prospect of this, her first long journey
alone, and kept her face turned toward
the fast Hying but unnoticed land
scape, for the blue eyes behind the
long veil were blurred with tears.
Her thoughts llew hack to her par
ents, now on the xvay to their home in
San Francisco. She knew how much
they would miss her—the only child—
though she was going to stop only a
few weeks with her Omaha friends.
She thought, too, of some one else who
—well, some one who was also left in
San Francisco.
Finally turning to inspect her fellow
travelers, she thought the few men and
two fussy old ladies looked very unin
teresting. Thrown carelessly in the
section opposite was a valise and a
man’s ulster, but the owner was not
visible. She turned her attention to
the books, candy and flowers piled up
in front of her. She read, smiled over
and tucked away in her bag the cards
and tiny sealed notes hidden in the
candy boxes or attached to the bou
quets.
Time passed, and with a reckless lit
tle yawn Gladys glanced at her watch
and found it was after C. The porter
just then announced that a ship will !>e
made now at Sacramento for dinner.
Gladys thought of the bother of un
packing the neatly strapped hamper for
just one meal, disliked the idea of go
ing out at the station alone, wished
Mrs. Wilson had come, then decided
to dine on c:uidy, as she was not very
hungry.
At the moment a familiar form conic
up the aisle, and in a second a tall,
handsome young man was standing
near with outstretched hand. A gleam
of amusement was in his dark eyes as
he quietly said. “How do you do,
Gladys ?’’
A delicate pink colored her checks as
she shook hands and answered him
with a surpris'd and rather cool, “Why.
Jack, where did you come from !"
"From the smoking room, where I’ve
been for the last three hours, ever since
I came in, and found you so wrapped
up in the scenery you did not see me,”
he replied, moving some books away
and sitting beside her in the most mat
ter of course way.
“Where are you going. Jack f”
“To Omaha, Gladys.”
“What for?” asked she suspiciously.
“Partly business, partly pleasure.
Business, to hike care of you; pleasure,
to l»e with you,” lie answered con
cisely.
"Now, .Jack, you know this is very
foolish, after”
“Last night, when you refused me
again. Yes, I know; but you see I
can’t help being foolish. Was born so,
1 guess,” said Jack resignedly.
Deal silence followed this for about
two minutes. She looked steadily out
of the window, while he gazed absently
at the bald head of a man a few seats
in front.
Then lie broke the silence by leaning
toward tier and saying in a soft and
persuasive tone, “Gladys, won’t you
reconsider wliat you said last night ?”
Looking around nervously to see if
any one could hear, she answered, “No,
Jars, please don’t go over that again,
for it won’t do one bit of good."
He looked disappointed; then, pick
ing up her jacket, said, "Well, we’re
almost to Sacramento. Come, let us
go out to dinner. ”
Gladys rose quickly, glad that she
dfd not have to dine on candy after all;
and while helping her with her coat
Jack casually remarked:
“You have lots of flowers.”
"Yes, and these lovely violets - they
came this morning with no card at
tached , but I think I eon thank you
for tlieyj,." she said, looking up bright
ly at' him. ♦
A tender look enino into his eyes as
he said, "Yes. I sent them, and Tin
much obliged to you for wearing them.”
“Oh,” said Gladys, rather coolly, “I
had no preference. They matched my
dress so well that is why 1 wore
them.”
“Yes, I see," assented he as coolly.
“Those cream roses would not look
well with it at all, for Instance."
Poor little violets —that lAst remark
caused their dethronement, for the girl
with a flush hastily and angrily de
tached them, saying, “Come to think
of it, the roses would lie fur more ef
fective,” and pinned a few of the long
stemmed beauties in their place.
Just :is quickly Jack replaced a few
violets lie had worn in his coat with a
rosebud that she dropped, saying,
“Mine are withered, too."
Gladys looked annoyed, but said
nothing, and in live minutes they were
hurriedly eating dinner at the station
install runt.
Afterward Jack amused and enter
tained her till the early bedtime, and
she slept soundly that night, feeling
safe with a friend so near.
Carefully looking from behind her
curtain next morning, Gladys saw that
the opposite section had been changed
from “two beds to two seats” again,
but Jack was not visible. Half an
hour found her dressed, waiting for
him to appear, as she intended asking
him to breakfast out of the well
stocked hamper.
Presently he came in, ami after a
very slight hesitation smilingly ac
cepted her invitation, lie helped her
unpack the hamper and set tlie table
in her section, and in a perfect gale of
fun they begun their morning meal,
sitting opposite.
"This is fun, isn’t it?” said Gladys,
spearing for a sardine with a corkscrew,
for Jack, as company, was honored
with the only fork.
“Immense!” he assented so emphat
ically that she laughed gleefully.
Emboldened by tliis, Jack, in tlie act
of carrying a piece of cold chicken to
his mouth, leaned over, and lowering
his voice and fork at the same time,
said eoaxingly, “Let’s breakfast together
always —shall we, Gladys?"
She smiled in spite of herself at his
tone and manner, even while a dainty
frown slightly marred her pretty fore
head, and she answered briefly and em
phatically: “Couldn’t think of such a
thing. Don’t be silly, Jack.”
"Oh, you cruel little girl!” said Jack
dramatically, as he straightened up and
proceeded to eat tlie morsel on his fork.
Their merry little meal over, the rest
of the day passed in the usual routine
of a Pullman car. Jack was all de
votion from first to last. Heading,
talking and eating, with hasty little
promenades when there was an oppor
tunity, was the order of the day.
Gladys acknowledged to herself, af
ter bidding him good night, that Jack
was a very pleasant companion—but
she did not want to marry him; no, in
deed.
Jack llolliss had known and loved
Gladys Preston since lie was a Imy of
nineteen and she a little girl of four
teen. He had proposed and been de
dined several times, but knowing that
she did not dislike him, and believing
that “everything comes to the man
who waits,” lie was waiting, and in the
meantime wooing to tlie best of liis
ability.
He was very much afraid she would
meet some other man during her visit,
who would fall in love with her and
win her; hence his deep laid scheme to
travel to Omaha with her. As for
Gladys, after her first surprise at seeing
him on board, she was so used to liis
never failing devotion that she took his
coming with her as a matter of course.
It was just like Jack, she thought.
The second morning Gladys arose
with a severe headache. YVith that
and a wretched night’s sleep she was
worn out and cross—undeniably so.
She snubbed pisir Jack, who was all
sympathy; refused the cup of tea he
brought her when they changed ears at
Ogden, and when the journey began
again lay hack on the pillows he fixed
in the seat for her and would have
nothing to say to him.
AH day she suffered intensely, feign
ing sleep most of the time to avoid
being fussed over by the sympathetic
old ladies.
How Jaek longed to take the golden
brown head in liis arms and stroke the
throbbing temples. Toward evening,
when the rest of the passengers were
out at dinner, he asked her, with a jias
sionate tre.mor in his voice, to give him
the right to do so.
Nile was trying to swallow the tea he
bail again brought in to her. Pushing
it away she said angrily:
“Jack, you bother me to death.
Don't ever mention that subject to me
again, for I will not marry you. Go
away, <-uid don’t speak to n»e at all.”
Then the aching head dropped wearily
back on the pillow.
Jack paled, took tlie half emptied
cup and walked silently out of the oar.
That was the last she saw of him that
< Henry County Weekly, Kstablisnefl 187*1,
( Henry County 'l imes, Established 188-4.
night. Bho had her berth made up
early, and, utterly exhausted, soon fell
into a refreshing sleep, front which slio
awoke in tlie night with the headache
gone.
Her first thought, was of Jack, and
her eyes o[>eued wide with shame as
she reiucniltevod her rudeness to the
Mian who had alwuys bocu so kind to
her. She recalled the [uiincd, set look,
as lie had turned away the evening be
fore, and resolved to oak his pardon
the first thing in the morning, when, of
course, he would forgive her and they
would l*> good friends again.
Morning found Gladys herself again,
sweet and pretty as ever; but no Jaek
to bo seen. Ho had not eoiue iu to
take breakfast with her, as she expeet
od, so she decided he must have eaten
at tho station, which had been passed
eurly, before she was up.
After a lonely little breakfast by her
self, she settled down comfortably with
a liook to read and wait for him to
come and make up.
The hours passed, however, and still
no Jack. His traps were still opjiosito,
so he must be on tlie train, probably in
tho smoking room, where the other men
sjH*nt most of their time. Stic liegan
to grow very indignant at his neglect.
"To lie sure, I told him never to
s{ieak to me again, hut he knew 1 did
not mean it," soliloquized Gladys; then
tossed her head and vowed she didn’t
care what lie did.
At luncheon time she saw him disap
pear in the eating room without so
much as a look even in her direction.
Shortly after the train mo vis 1 lie saun
tered carelessly into liis section. Meet
ing her wondering eyes he gravely
bowed, then taking a book, was to all
intents soon absorbed in its contents.
Her heart seemed to sink a few
inches as she fully realized that he had
taken her hasty words literally, and
did not intend s|M-ukiiig to her. Hilt
pride eamo to her rescue, and she was
appai-eritly as much interested in her
work as lie was in liis.
The afternoon rolled on, and still
.they read, never glancing at each
other. As the train drew up at the din
ner station lie threw down his hook,
and, without a word to the girl across
the aisle, went out talking and latigh-
I ing with one of the men.
Gladys, who had not left the ear
that day, timidly asked the old ladies
if she could go out to dinner with them
and was promptly taken under their
wing. After dinner Jaek staid in the
smoking room playing cards.
Then, ;is the shadows darkened so
that she could not see to read, Gladys’
spirits fell to lowest ebb. Turning to
the window, but seeing nothing of the
fast darkening landscape, she gazed
steadily out with fast tilling eyes. Him
realized and confessed then to herself
how much she had missed Jack all day.
On the train flew into the darkness.
The car lamps were lit and berths were
lieing made up all around her. More
and more lonely and low sjarited she
grew. Tomorrow morning would bring
them to Omaha, where her friends
would meet tier. She would go one
way, Jaek another, and ho would never
speak to lic-r again. The last thought *
was too much for her, and by this time
she was crying softly but bitterly in the
corner, with her face still turned to tin;
window.
All, Jack, deliberately staying away
all day from willful little Gladys was a
diplomatic stroke of yours!
Huddenly some one leaned over her
and said softly, "Why, Gladys, homo- ]
sick already ?”
Startled, she turned quickly, and with j
a joyful little catch of her breath
dashed her handkerchief over her eyes
and answered shyly, “No, Jaek, only
lonesome, and I—l’m sorry I was sc
rude yesterday."
Jfe sat down, screening her from any
prying eyes, and said very low, “Gladys,
darling, were you crying Isx-ause I’ve
been such an unmanly beast today?"
The pretty head dropped lower- but
no answer. Jaek gluneed around; no
one was looking. Taking her hand la
said: “Gladys, once more I ask you to
bo iny wife. If you say no, I shall
never trouble you again, but shall take
the first train home from Omaha to
morrow, a disappointed man. YYliich
is it dear, yes or no?”
Htiil no answer.
"Hay yes, dearest,” pleaded Jack,
with his Iqis dangerously near the fluffy
bang.
An almost imperceptible noil was all
the answer lie got. But it seemed to
satisfy him. Gently raising her head
lie stole a kiss, just 111 time to escape the
porter’s inquisitive eyes as he came up
blandly asking tlie young lady if she
was ready to have her ln-rt.li made up.
Blushing furiously, tho young lady
sail! yes, she was ready; so pressing her
hand warmly, Jaek whispered, “Good
night, love,” and left her, well satisfied
with the result of his journey.—Jessie
Howell Hull in Overland.
A (ierm:ui Legend.
The Ocriuaus have a legend of Fred
eric lku’latrossa that he is not dead, but
in an enchanted sleep, sitting with his
knight* at a marble table in the cavern
of KyfThausen, in the Hart/, mountains.
His long red beard has grown during
this long enchantment, and, covering
the table, descends to the door, and
tliat he sits thus, waiting the moment
that will set him free. There he has
ls>en kept for long centuries—there ho
must stay forages.—St. Louis Republic.
* 4 Knglii»h a* She lit Spoke.”
“Hid you call on the Jamisons last
evening t"
“Yes.”
“How did you find them!”
“Easily enough. I’ve been there be
fore.” —Kate Field’s Washington.
SIX UNLUCKY SI'ItKKS.
How They Ruined a Bright Sian’s
Whole Life.
One poor man—he is now dead—l
know, who was ruined half a dozen
times by drink in a very curious and,
1 believe, unique manner. lie was
miserable enough about his sins, but
his penitence never drove to get drunk.
<>ite the contrary. Drink ruined
nini, and yet lie was drunk exactly six
j times during the whole of his life and
no more. Most unfortunately these
were the very days when he ought not
to havo got drunk. As a rule he drank
very lit tie. Now the first time that ho
got drunk was when he was made cap
taWi of his school and got a scholar
ship for the university, lie drank
champagne and it went to his legs and
he met the head master. Result, loss
of his place and scholarship. The
next timo he got drunk was the night
before the final examination for his
degree. It was of the highest impor
tance to him that he should take a
good degree ; if he did himself justice
; lie was sure of a good first and of a
fellowship. Unluckily, ho got drunk
on the very evening when he should
have gone sober and early to bed ; the
next day he was a wreck ar.d failed al
together. in the end betook a third.
After this he renounced scholarship
and went into journalism. Ho did
pretty well, writing articles and making
a good income and being perfectly
steady, though, of course, ho had the
reputation of tlio man who had got
drunk and lost his first. Then there
came a moment when a certain editori
al chair was vacant, He knew that he
was mentioned for it. Ho got drunk
and was seen by the proprietor in a
condition of hot coppers and imbeciJli
ty. So he failed. He then got en
gaged to be married.
Will it be believed that he got drunk
the very evening before thw wedding,
and was seen in that condition by the
unhappy bride and all her friends?
Result : marriage ceremony not per
formed. So he remained a bachelor.
And there was once a lawsuit in which
his evidence was all-important. He
got drunk the day before the case came
on. When lie went into the box bis
bruins were addled and the cuse was
ruined. Lastly, lie got drunk on bis
birthday—l believe his sixtieth went
home in a pelting rain, took pneumonia
ami died. “I’ve only been drunk six
times in my life,” he lamented, with
his latest breath, “and each time it has
mined me. For u tenth part of the
penalty that 1 have paid for these six
times most men might have got drunk
every night of their lives. If I had it
to do all over again I would too.” And
in this impen titent frame he departed.
An Unreasonable Woman.
Iwo old fellows were in the seat
behind n.e in the car. They had just
met by accident, says the Chicago
Herald, after a long separation, and
having discussed the weather 1 , the crops
and the farmers’ alliance they fell up
on domestic matters.
“You married a Grayling, didn’t
you ?”
os, my first woman was a Gray
ling. Good woman, too.”
“Yes, I bet she was good if she was
one of old Hiram Grayling’s gals.”
“Well, she wasn’t as good to work
as some of the other girls. Now,when
it come to pickin’ bresh and helpin’
with the clearin’ she wasn’t much
good ; said her hack give out, and all
that.”
“Yaw,” said the other, sympathet
ically.”
“Yes, but then she was better than
most women. I didn’t do as well the
last t : me.”
“Is that so? Let’s see, who did
you marry the last time?”
“1 married that girl of Hen Evans,
you know—the one that used lo look
so healthy. She got sick with typhoid
! fever right after harvest, two years
ago, and lost her hair. When she got
well she was alwavs dingin’ me for
i* . .
money to buy a switch. Now, my
first wife had on a good switch when
she died, and we didn’t bury it v ith
her. Hut do you think the Kva-.s wo
man would put that thing on he:’ head?
No, sir; no, s’ree! She said if I could
not afford as many hair switches as I
could wives I might go to grass for all
her. Just goes on talkin’ that way,
you know.”
“Too bad,” said the other man.
“She'll he wantin' a new coffin all to
heistlf next thing you know.”
Young men desiring to attend a business
College will liml it to their adi.mtage to
call at this office lie fore making arrange
ments el sin here.
NO- 48