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Serventor settled back comfortably
In his chair and lit the after-dinner
cigar to which he had limited him
self In deference to his wife's fears
that he was Injuring his health by
excessive smoking
"Oh!" he exclaimed suddenly.
"What do you think? Wllllngton has
backed out of that little stag party
at Renford's. His wife wouldn't let
him go. Wouldn't that give you a
nervous chill? Adeline, If I had a
'e like that I'd be tempted to take
club to her. I don't suppose ho
dares open up his moutb around the
house without raising his hand to ask
permission.
"How would you like So have It said
that your husband stood In terror of
you, little woman?" he asked jocu
larly.
"I wouldn't like It at all," replied
Mrs. Serventor, promptly. "I believe
In a man doing what he pleases os
long as he doesn't misconduct hlm-
•elf. I’m not an advanced woman
like Mrs. Wllllngton, you know.’
"No, you're not, by George!" said
her husband, admiringly.
"Besides, I know you wouldn't stand
dictation," laughed the lady.
"Well, I guess not," said Sarventor.
"What kind of a party Is this, Ed
ward?" asked Mrs. Sarventor pres
ently, as she threaded a needle.
"Oh, Just men, you know.”
"Are they nice?"
"It depends on what you call nice,
It Isn't like a pink tea."
"I suppose you will all smoke like
chimneys and play oaivls. Well, of
course, you will go If you want to.'
"Why, certainly."
“You needn't be cross about It, Ed
ward. I’m not cross.
"I don't see any reason why you
should be.”
"I might not like It, though,
wouldn’t wonder a bit if they played
THE EGG IN HISTORY.
It Is Snrrocaitt.nl hy Stacy Anrlant
Leiran4a and kteliefa.
Llko many another term in Chris
tian nomenclature, the word “Easter'*
Ik derived from pagjn sources. The
Saxon goddess of light, Estra, was
honored with an annual festival at the
vernal equinox. The Jewish Passover
was aJso re.ruJated by the March moon,
and the resurrection of Jesui occurred
THE aiRBOB OF FATE
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A VENETIAN LEGEND OF THE DAY r i
OF THE DOGES.
m»r> of the Renat> Who Warn lufnvl-
Wtili the Yltsluu of tier Own
Lovcllarii aud the Stator In the
Church of Sun <*lortria Mawgloro.
at this :
Here is a legend width I beard in
In later centuries the | Venice. 1 offer it to all among yoi
cards for money—end that’s gambling.
You don’t blame me for not wanting
my husband to be a gambler. That
wouldn't be reasonable, would it,
dear?”
“Why, Adeline! Suppose It was
a penny ante—enough to give an in*
terest to the game?”
"“The principle is the same. But,
of course, my narrow views needn’t
stand In the way of your having a
good time.”
“Oh, thunder!”
“Now you are losing your temper.
Well, we won’t say anything moro
about It You’ve made up your mind
that you’ll go whether I like it or not
or whether it’s right or wrong. I
wouldn’t say a word for the world to
displease you. You know I wouldn’t,
Edward. I don’t like to have you
cross.”
“But, my dear!”
“No, we won’t say anything more
about It And then you’ll be tempted
to emoke more than Is good for you.
I know you won’t break your promise
to me, but—”
“What promise?”
"About smoking more than one
cigar in an evening.’’
“Adeline, I Juet said I’d try it for
awhile and see bow it went.”
“Then you intend to. Oh. Edward!”
“Nonsense. You aren’t talking rea
sonably, my dear. You just don’t
want me to go.”
“No, I want you to go. If you
prefer the society of a set or horrid
card-playing men to your wife's I
ought not to complain. I ought to be
g-g-glad."
“Why, Adeline, my dear!”
“No, I’m not. You know I’m not
You dud-dud-don’t love me.”
‘‘Of course, 1 do. You know per
fectly well i do."
Mrs. Sarventor put aside her hus
band’s caressing band and dried her
yy?s. Ttum.«bS_«aM; “This Is very
foolish of me, Edward. I ought to be
ashamed of myself, and I am, too Of
course, you must go, dear. You know
1 would neyer oppose you In anything.
We’rg b*j£n married" over a year fiow
Ynd, of course, I ought not to expect
that you wouldn’t get Just a little
tired of a silly girl in all t nt time.”
“Dearest,” said Sarventor. “how can
you say such absurd things? Tired of
you!”
i ‘T suppose If I had made our little
home attractive—"
“You’ve made It a little paradise."
“And of course you miss all your
old bachelor habits.”
“Miss nothing I know when I’m
well off.”
—i'Then why,” demanded Mrs Sar
ventor, “are you so crazy to go to this
horrid stag party?"
"I'm not crazy about it I don’t
care a thing about ft. I don’t know
that I’d go if I hadn’t promised—at
least I half promised.”
“Then you won’t go? Oh, good!”
“Not If you don’t want me to,
dearest”
“Ob, but I don’t want you to stay
at home Just because you know I’d
be hurt if you went I went you to
do exactly es your please. You’d
better go. perhaps, dear.”
•Well, I 0aa1 want to,” said Sar-
great Christian festival came to beu
the pagan name Easter and to be cele
brated at a time coincident with the
Jewish feast.
Sluce remotest times the egg has
symbolized re-creation. Persian tradi
tion 1ms it that the world was hatched
from uu egg at the season which cor
responds to the vernal equinox, for
which reason eggs are still given for
New Year’s presents by the Perstnns.
The druids said that the sun, a great
egg. hatebud from Itself the earth nud
other planets.
By the Chinese it is believed that the
world was formed of two parts of u
great egg. From the yolk man came
forth. He then waved his hand, and
the upper hnl( of the shell went up
ward and became the concave heavens;
the lower half reversed, making the
convex earth, and the white albumen
became the seas.
When Christianity took over various
of the Saxon rites the Paschal eggs of
the Jews were vested with u new sig
nificance—uamely, the resurrection of
Christ. They were colored red In mem
ory of the blood shed for man’s re
demption.—Chicago News.
EAGLES IN REAL LIFE.
They Do Not Poum the Mod Feroc
ity One Iteudu About.
Did the old eagle show* tight? is the
first query put by the casual listener.
I always see n truce of disappoint
ment swi*»p over his countenance
when he hears the answer. The mo
ment you speak of climbing to un
eagle’s aerie the average man gets an
Idea of a harrowing tale of the pho
tographer hanging to the edge of u
cliff or the top of a tree, with the old
eagles clawing out pound chunks ut
very swoop. Few eagles possess the
msd ferocity pictured and magnified
by sensutionul story tellers. When we
first scrambled over bowlders of the
canyon up toward the nest I saw the
old eagle slip quietly from her eggs
and skim out over the mountain top.
When I strapped on tho climbers to
ascend the tree I had one eye opened
for trouble. But each time wo visited
the spot the parents silently disap
peared and stayed away as long as we
cared to bold possession. They kept a
watchful eye, however, from the blue
distance overhead. For a noble bird
like the eagle this abandoning of the
nest and young seemed to me cowardly
at first Torhaps the long years of per
secution have taught him something.
The first rule of self preservation of
this pair seemed to bo to keep half a
mile distant from the animal that
lights with neither beak nor daw.—
Country Calendar.
Worshiped nt a Distance.
Curiosity had led the little girl t»
forsake the nursery, where the other
children were playing, and to go to take
a peep at tho great parlors where the
company had assembled, but she pru
dently remained concealed umong the
palms.
One of the guests spied her there.
“Hello, little girl!” be said. "Are you
having n good time?”
M-h’m! Say, do you see that lady
over there under the chandelier? That’s
my mamma. Isn’t she nice?”
Indeed she Is. Can’t you Introduce
me?”
'Goodness, no!” she exclaimed. “I
couldn’t do that. I haven’t been intro*
duced to her myself yet.”—Chlcngo
Tribune.
Could Not Qualify.
•11 knowu Scotch horse eouper
vas considered a respectable
member of u congregation, was fre
quently pressed by the minister to al
low himself to be nominated for the
eldership. He always put the matter
off with evasive answers, but at length
the minister demanded the reason for
bis refusal. Thus driven into a corner
the worthy replied: “Man, 1 wonder to
hear you, Mr. McNab! IIoo can a man
be an elder and sell a horse?”—Scottish
American. .««• ‘ •« . •
Tree* Shrink and Expand.
Perhaps It Is more interesting than
strictly useful to know that the dlame*
lej of trew not only varies from sum
mer to’ whiter, but from day to day.
They are larger from nooa until Jwl-
light next morning than from twilight
to noon; they ore smaller In winter
who are fond of solitude aud silcnc
I offer it to you as I would offer u
flower which has blossomed amid som
ber shadows on u sleeping lagoon:
Ghita Gherardiui was the niece of the
doge. I’oets whose names we have for
gotten, but who were renowned ut that
time, had composed innumerable songs
in her honor. They praised in them the
tresses of the young girl, black as night,
in which pearls gleamed like milk
white stars. They also sang about the
radiance of her dark violet eyes aud
about the two roses which formed her
lips. In truth, Ghita Gherardiui was
very beautiful. She had, however, lis
tened too earnestly to the pussionate
words of the singers, aud on Immense
pride took possession of her young soul.
One night she heard lieueoth her win
dow the yearning sob of a lute. Stand
ing in a motionless gonJola, a lovesick
page was singing to her. Tender was
the music, and the water and the dark
ness added something to the sweetness
of the strains nml to the passion in the
voice of the singer. The young page
was glorifying her us the most radiant
among all women.
Ghitu heat'd him, nnd a delightful
tremor ran through her. Without wait
ing to light the torches, which had gone
out, site took her mirror nnd ran to the
window, through which the moonlight
shone into her room. Thereupon In this
mysterious light she saw that she wu9
strangely beautiful; that tier beauty
was indeed almost supernatural. - The
moonlight revealed her pale and trans
parent, like the princess of u poem.
Intoxicated with her charms, she let
the seductive mirror slip from her
hand, nud n sigh of admiration und of
ecstasy escaped her as she cried:
“I am beautiful! I urn beautiful!”
Thenceforth Gblta Gherardiui spent
all her time marveling at her own beau
ty. She did not desire to fall in love,
for she fancied that there was no man
llviug wiio wns worthy of her. Thoso
songs which had no words of praise for
her eyes und her hair she treated with
contempt, and to tho mysteries of reli
gion she never gave a thought.
She went to high mass solely for tho
purpose of being seen by the people
and of being flattered by them as they
whispered to one another about her.
Tho restless eyes were never turned
toward the altar.
She thought of nothing save her own
triumphant beauty and of the Jewels
which set it off In sumptuous fashion.
One day Ghita Gherardiui slipped a
little mirror beside the first page of
her mass book, which had been deli
cately illuminated by n pious artist.
And while her attitudo of devotion edi
fied the multitude ahe studied her face
enshrined in the book of prayer, ,
The doge’s nicco had forgotten that
the Creator alone is worthy of wor
ship and not nny of his creatures. She
bad also forgotten that pride is an
abominable sin—aye, perhaps the most
perilous of all sins—since It wns the
cause of the rebellion of the archan
gels and the downfall of Lucifer.
One day Ghita Gherardiui was in
tently studying her face in the little
mirror between tho holy leaves of her
mass book, nnd suddenly she uttered n
loud cry of terror. Through the large
building it rang, drowning the solemn
voice of the priest, tho responses of the
congregation nnd the sonorous mur
mur of the organ. And straightway
the doge's niece fell to the ground in
a faint She bad seen reflected In the
guilty mirror, the sacrilegious mirror,
not her own countenance, but thnt of
Death.
There is today In the Church of Sou
Giorgls Mnggiore, where this mli'acle
was accomplished, the statue of a wo
man, who is seated and looking at her
self In a mirror. Very beautiful is
this woman, as beautiful as Ghita
Gherurdini was formerly. The story
goes that this statue Is the work of u
famous sculptor, but the people be
lieve—and their legends contain a
good deal of truth—that It was once
Ghita Ghcrnrdinl herself and that her
body was turned into stone by the ter
rible vision.
To all those who love the silence of
dead cities I offer this legend. I found
It at Venice aa one occasionally finds a
flower which has blossomed amid som
ber shadows on a sleeping lagoon.—
Helene de Znylen do Nyevolt in Euro
pean Edition New York Herald.
A man's mark is his Honor. It stands for him and
he stands for it. It’s the old Saxon way of signifying
good intentions.
The right to be protected in the exclusive use of a
trade mark has been long recognized by llie common
law and enforced by the chancery courts of England
and this country.
The Government puts its mark on a bond to give it
value.
The National Biscuit Company puts its trade mark
In red and white on each end of a package of biscuit,
crackers and wafers to distinguish these products and
to guarantee the quality, and it dots.
To more clearly comprehend the real value of this
trade mark, try packages of BUTTER THIN BISCUIT
and LEMON SNAPS.
NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY
\
Its
Trade Mark
•Ct.'lT MJi'l ‘. \ Kit 1 !i f MLIk'l '• 1 If OOx'l it *0-
peutic notion
ttie mucous
ark’s Liquid
y aud surely
L.p.res
Catarrh
£fc y rV; v?fr*j cg ", nnd local utatment alone
I'l * / •; / r j */f wi’l not cure it. Sulphur is the
S * HrflKS- t " knSwn sad.
' u :/ h'^mlesrivitpowerf::]constitution
'.j value has liccn recog-
,-itall it acurative effects
ina .le t'll the discovcrv
i Liquid Ctdphvr. f o post
in'* i* il ; ftvtiou that v.c guarantee it to
• » CNlai: li. l-.c.vma, Ane, Itch, Dan-
t\ -uff, Ring•vo-tn, Tricl >/1 Icat, Diphtlie*
r ; •, re Mcu’h and Throat, Granulated
Ey»: ;d.i, nnd ad dineasrs of the Scalp.
; . ; • S’ / n'-rimw?empower:::ieo
•it'-ril ? '\ 1/ l/uldc. !..» value lias ix
, \s' r.SrA-'..'wru^eb l h:itallit3curat
HtwoocK J u$uir> sul?::*.* ointment.
c«T*ocli«liv f'-r t • w nild«,Open
nt..J Put*', f •? f-riuoM, Bolls,
uvl.riw ot Fatsa mut Uatuls, aud
L-n - f sulphur.
HANCOCK L«r n CLiV?l!UH CO,
pe'lliiicrK, MiL
TWO CLASSES OF OAKS.
Three ofja Kind Beats
Two Pair.
....
Th. Onion.
The value of the otiloti In the dietary
dj, I doot -wot to." sou mr
>. -!•*—Wht to stay and spend
ranlsc —US you, and that «•*
•tho tracing with you.
tarn It-—Chlcaoo Non.
than la emnmcr. Low temperatures. a» ,
well a. high, promote evaporation. Tho ! Ja» been made
trees evaporate from their branches in I d>>«e«l «««• A " “f”
winter, and no the colder tho weather j * n '’ beauty wait on the fragrant vege-
the more they .brink, ] 8J *' onhm . In Mm ,
j No doctor you'll pay,
Tbo Milky w«y. ( mna nna vans while another
me nutty **ny. runs one old verse, while another
A gentleman one day la ta king to , 5M „ Kood complexion to the
several farm laborers on astronomy 1
thought he could give the form hands a
poser. “Can you,” he said, “tell me
what made the Milky Way?*’ The
farm hands studied a minute, and then
one of them said: "Yes, 1 think I can.
It was the cow thal Jumped over the
moon”
CkrrrfalBNi.
Cheerfulness Is one of the universally
understood attributes. It Is accepted
at Its face value the world over. It
la the gold coin of disposition. Indeed,
It is such a large part of disposition
that It would almost seem to constitute
the whole of It
We Urs longer than our forefathers,
tot we suffer more from s thousand
artlllcUl anxieties and cares.—Buiwer.
onion eater thus:
Fresh onion and leek.
New skin In n week.
Hit It.
Teachcr-Robert, what doe* a volca
no do with It. lava? Robert (the dull
est boy In the e!aa«)-!-um-ah-glve
It up! Teacher—Correct! Very good In
deed, Robert.
Sult.il Him.
Bhe—Ob, I detest aofa pillow* and
tidies'. If I ever keep home I’ll never
have such things ar— He—Will you be
my wife?—Chicago Record-Herald.
Of 100,000 children ten years old (le
243 win survlrt to tb« ago of seventy-
Many a man with a "Uoh-tul
Flush” tries to heat both, liusi-
ness of course is not a ‘'jf-tnie"
anil the illustration simply serves
a purpose. The seller ol good or
indifferent qualities of Buggies
< r Wagons cannot win outagainst
the one who sells the Best at Ihc
right price. t
accustomed to balance things fairly, will
On. Sot,it,It- P„t It. Wood, th. otli.r
For Its Ilrllllnncy of Colorin';.
Tho groat onk family might bo divid
ed into two classes—those that ript-ii
their ucoriiM In one season, such us tho
white, post nnd mossy cup oaks, aud
thoso which require two full years,
such ns the red, scarlet nnd Mack onks.
To tho first clnss belong the chestnut
onk nnd the live onk of the south. T^J*
latter tree fur generationa pJuyed an
Important part in shipbuilding, but has
now been superseded by iron and steel.
The leaf, which Is an evergreen, In en
tirely without Indentations und is thick
and lentbery. The wood ia very heavy
and strong, has it beautiful grain and
I Is susceptible of taking ii high polish.
At one time this wood was so vnluable
that our government paid 1200,000 for
large tracts of land In tho south, that
our navy might be sure of n supply of
live oak timber.
To the second cluss of oaks wo are
largely indebted for the gorgeous col
ors of our autumn leaves. Tho red,
scarlet nnd pin oaks, with their bril
liant reds, scarlets and browns, are
close competitors with tho moplo in
gtvlug our American landscapes the
most wonderful autumn colorings to be
found anywhere In tho world. These
three trees linve leaves which at first
glance are qulto similar, but by care
ful examination may always be dis
tinguished.— St. Nicholas.
A clear freeing ey
qu ckiy discover that the quality of the Buggi'-S and Wagons we sell
is the trade** inning kind.
THE J. A. JONES BUGGY GO.,
Waycross, Georgia.
GEORGIA'S FAMOUS RESORT
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EVENING HERALD Low prees.
:lass work
In an old ganio book published In
Englnnd in 1820 nppeared tho follow
ing formula for tho lessening of the
sparrow iM*st:.”Tako some Ices of wine
and hemlock Juice, temper thorn to
gether and steep a quantity of wheat
therein for tlx* xpure of one night. Then
place the humo In a spot whero the
birds resort to feed, and when they
have eaten thereof they will drop down
dead drunk. Too much hemlock should
not bo used or there will 1h» a danger
of polHonlng the birds and rendering
them un wholesome food.”
Thaek*r«r*» flout of Character*.
Home one who has t>cen looking at the
list of characters enumerated in tho
last volume of an edition of Thackeray’s
works has calculated thnt their num
ber totals ut) to between 11,000 and
3.BOO. We have not checked the esti
mate. but. accepting li an accurate,
slum* the discoverer's astonishment.—
“Yes”
Churches
School Houses
and Homes
ought to.be decorated and made beautiful
and healthful by ualag
dStVtU
A Rock Cement
not rubor acala. Deatrors
vermin. No washing of w
la white and beau
tiful time Do**
dlaeaeagennaand
walla after onoe ap
plied.' Any on* can brush It oo-tnls with
•old water. Plain tinting an-l whitening, and
oat elaborate rallaL ateneil work, and
Ing may be doee with IL Other finish aa
og fanciful naraaa and mixed with hot
mother* tho eemamtlng property
f era stuck on wita
matter, which rota.
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For sale in Waycross, Ga., by-
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