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THE HENRY COUNTY WEEKLY CONSOLIDATED JANUARY 1,1391. VOL. XV. PIIOFESSIOXA L VAliliS. j jit. t;. i*. <• t.MiMtKi.r. DENTIST. McDosui (in '■* Anv mu-itesir-ini; Kuril ilum- v::t» ilc sonime-lnhil eiMier l<y i-nllil-g on me in pri a„n , )r udili >--siie: me tliroiiffli the mail* I'erni* eash. unH I ** apeeial uminja-nu-iii f »i e 'itherw i-v ntade. Uk.) \V II ItV \ N j W.T. UiCKKX. [f!*l l A .V I>1( lit >• 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 [t] »• KKA«*^. 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. j Oil A 3.. I I lh ATTORNEY AT LAW, Gate City Nation! Rank I’uilding, Atlanta. Ga. I’racticcH in tlie -Rate and Federal Courts. THE— Ga. R'Y. IS TilK ONLY SHORT AND DIRECT LINE TO THE NORTH, * SOUTH, EAST AND WEST. PULLMAN'S FINEST VES~ TIBULE SLEEPERS BKTW KEN ATLANTA & KNOXVILLE MACON & CHATTANOOGA BRUNSWICK & ATLANTA uiriioi rnu.MJE. Direct Connections at Chat tanooga with Through trainsand Pullman Sleep ers to Memphis and the West r 2i | la no* title Milh I*iillm«in Kleepers lor WASHINGTON, PHILADELPHIA, AND NEW YORK. JOR fvktiikr information address, B.w. WRENN, CHAS. N.KICHT lienl. I'***- X* - A. ( . I\ A. KNOXVILLE. ATLANTA (■irorgia Midland A Gulf R. It. SOI TH. Leave McDonough 7:00 a. m. Arrive Greenwood i'li - Loud la 7:-ia “ “ Griffin ... north. . Leave Griffin 4:,M > P- Arrive Louells 4:4,1 Greenwood .. “ ‘ McDonough. ... •>:OS M. K. GRAY, Sup’t. Highest of all in Leavening Power.— U. S. Gov’t Report, Aug. ij, 1889. '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