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TIIE CASHIER.
The cashier sat at hi* desk, yonder-
inn what he had better do about that
Jones note. He felt sure that Jones
was on the square, but
"Excuse me. Is this the cashier?"
It was a pretty woman of thirty
-who spoke. She was well dressed,
and there was that about her which
caused the cashier to look a second
tJm<.
"Yea, madam."
"I am Mrs. Jenkins My hurband
lias an account hen-. lie’ll be In
pret-ty soon to draw soid< i; «m«y. I
don't want you to lot bite have it. ’’
The cashier looked a third time at
his caller. This time h. scared hard,
and the little woman on the other
aide of the railing looked down at the
tesselated floor.
"Hut is it his account, madam. If
he wants to draw some money. I can't
atop him.”
"My husband is the beat man In the
•world," the woman Haiti. “l or "GO
days In the year ho Is good and kind
to rne—he Is always good and kind—
but then, onco In n long while, he
*ets -that Is—ho isn't—O you know!"
“Yes. I guess I know," said the
cashier.
"And I don’t want you to let him
have any money. I know it Is his
money, nut if fie doesn’t get the
money—If he Just stops to think a
minute, he will "
"I’ll see v.'hat I ran do, madam,”
•aid the cashier.
"Thank you, sir.” s^Jd the woman.
mtmply, and went away.
The cashier walked over to the rage
of the paying teller and picked up
bis Rheet on which was written the
list of depositors. After the name of
Mr. Jenkins, the husband of the wo
man Who had called on him, ho wrote:
"glop payment on this account un
til my O. K. la secured." Then ho
nigr^d his name and called the paying
tetter's atention to the notation.
An hour later Mr. Jenkins came In
•mi! presented for payment a check for
$300, Jenkins wan an old depositor
and carried a good account.
“I’m sorry. Mr. Jenkins.” snld the
paying toller, "but you'll have to g*t
*• ‘Hut you don’t know the amount
of his income?*
"It doos sound a little Ashy, doesn’t
It? But It’s true. There are a good
-the cashier’s O. K. before I can pay
this check.”
There was, perhaps, a "slight odor
of whisky on Mr. Jenkins’s breath.
Jenkins grow angry and Insulted In
a minute.
"Is my account overdrawn?” he de
manded.
"No. sir; your balanco is >980."
“Then what do you mean by refus
ing to honor my check ?’*“
"You’ll have to see the cashier
•bout that. I am acting under or
ders."
Jenkins stormed over to tho cashier’s
desk. Ho was rod in the face and
furious.
“What do you mean by stopping
payment on my account?" he growled.
The cashier looked up from hi a dosk
•ml looked tho angry depositor
straight in the eyes. He looked hard
•nd In a moment Jenkins dropped his
•yes.
“You know what I mean.” said the
cashier, slowly.
"Who told you nnythlng about it?”
•aid Jenkins, presently.
The cashier waited a minute, again
looking Jenkins straight In the eyes.
"You know who told mo." said tbe
cashier below his breath.
.!• nklns turned without a word and
w n,,f od straight out of tho hank. Next
Waning he came back. His wife was
wi’h him. The couplo walked up to
the cashier's desk.
"I want you to put my bank account
In my wife’s name,” snld Jenkins. In
a purely formal ami businesslike way
the transfer was made. No explana
tions were made and no questions
wrere asked on either side. But as Mr.
•nd Mrs. Jenkins walked away the
•reman turned and looked nt the
cashier.
"I’m used to being railed a hard
hearted and cynical old skinflint, and
•II sorts of names,” said the cashter.
••hut when a woman looks at me aa
•he did thin morning T forget them
•1) It makes me feel like I was re
ally doing some good In the world.”—
Chicago Tribune.
LITTLE BLUR CAPES.
Those little capes did make a differ
ence. As Jong as Stella wore the black
jacket everything wont on Just tbe
■ame. Then she happened to get the
blue coat with capes. It was a velvet
affair with long, affectionate streamers
of soft silk that bad a way of float
ing on the breeze when they were
walking and then curling round Phll’a V
neck with a sudden swi.sh. lief'-
could defend himself a gust of
would leap around a corner, sei;
•no handed to him. A snakes
bOiUeu.sa.mmg.
"I toil ml u on an ant hill. (
lather aim say that you louna
it is not easy to any w«u was
dost with joy. Tissu or tu.- <>«i
Lbv tbe giri was quite ca.u-, and
NUGET3 FROM GEORGIA.
Don’t dllcyt Bad Manners.
The man who Is always hoping tor
the best may not ever reach It, but he
has a happy time whistling on the
wa/.
piv
■the
and slap
Platonic
through
Phil UK'
s'here
lip*
them again.-t hi'iJan
conversation hs'd to
then, while, with on
Stella’s to Heady her
free hand to put thoi
they belonged.
First, the deepest one—and
eyes smiled over the next; dowj
went, and now only her laughin
were hidden; then the irapert
tiniest capo of all—and there was an
azure sparkle in her eyes and a new
pink in her cheeks that nothing could
account for except the peculiar shade
of blue of that new coat. Then they
went back to their discussion of ques
tions of the universe.
nut It was different—and it kept on
being different. For the wind blew
every day and they were very old
friends by the time Phil made up his
mind to accept a good business offer
in Pittsburg last fall. They bad phi
losophized over outgrown love affair*
and had told each other why they
were never going to have any more,
with tho frankness of good comrades,
but not a shadow of sentimentality had
ever fatten across their p th until the
very last minute of the night when
Phil said good-by.
Even then, It wasn't much. Phil
finished Ills farewell in a businesslike
manner and went down the steps;
then suddenly r ime back to where she
stood and caught her hands In his.
"Good-by, little blue capes,” he whis
pered. That was all—and as for their
letters since then, anybody might read
them.
Oh, It was platonic, no doubt
haps the surest sign was the fact that,
after Phil was gone, Stella actually
took a little adventure they had had
together and wove It Into a love story,
which she had the luck to sell In
obscure quarter for a small sum
filthy lucre. When It. came back to
her in print she wished she
been so lucky, for the possibility of
Phtt’H ever reading the words she had
made him say In that stcyy gav
a sudden shock. She shuddered as
she remembered the copied wander
ings of certain foolish stories she had
road, but as the weeks went by and
Phil’s matter-of-fact letters kept com
ing she forgot to worry about It.
Then, last week, Phi! came back.
The first evening he catted he Inquired
for tho little blue capes.
"That coat’s in the hall," laughed
Stella. "Want to see It?"
He did—and in a spirit of mischief
she slipped Into it and stoyd smiling
up Into his face. She know in a min
ute what was coming. It was all In
his eyes—poor fellow! For there waa
not a shado^of a chance tor him—not
one. She was trying to think how she
could »ay It In the gentlest, kindest
way when he began to speak.
Suddenly her complacent face turn
ed scarlet and she sat weakly down
on the couch. The awful love story!
Phil waa declaring himself in the lan
guage of It« hero! Mown went her
head Into n pillow and up went the
little blue capes over the flaming
cheeks.
That was exactly what tho girl In
the atory had done—only she had been
In a hammock! Stella remembered
It too late, Phil had taken his cue.
••Dearest." he murmured, folding hfa
hand over the little, nervous one that
was clasping and unclasping itself
against the skirt. There was a silence
—then a stirring under the capes, and,
In spite of his daring, Phil trembled
before tho wrath that might be com
ing. Then another little hand, all wet
with tears, stole from beneath the
capes and went to find Its mate.
It had been the only way Stella
could think of to end the story when
the wrote It, and, to her overwhelm
ing surprise. It was the only ending
•he could think of now!
I am his.”
The old man agreed to every thing
liter earned him to tha;
part oi the loresi where t :iu money
Wa#' hidden. ll'uu the g Men tKiu
tied about his foot, he waited lull of
expectation—hut the wonder did not
happen. He felt no pressure Horn
tho skin. Then he was seized with
fury, and, a& if all sickness had gone
Horn him, he runhed to Loano’s hut.
"Your wisdom did no good, old vii-
A correspondent asks us to publish
the following extract called "Rules
Adopted by a Wise Girl." It Is very
important that girls should have n
Tho saying is, wo learn sad lessons j proper standard of behavior in Just
I don’t
In tbe School of Experience; but if j BtlC |, matters:
we didn’t gaii! experience we’d never ^
kn'j-.v which way the road turned. J ^ *
Wo are not always on the bright f know:
fide of Ilf*.-, but we really need tbe ’
darkness sometimes—for resting pur-
lie. >o
< trance a iraud!” lie Crioa flingih;
I snakes kin ,u tho face of the wizard.
I Morrow makes friends of people that
; ne-er would be friends with the light
j shining around them forever.
j There are many worlds about ns;
; but our only duly is to make this
one better for having lived in IL—
Atlanta Constitution.
1 AMI
U
fault.”
Mah in do
Just then
brown poll.
ter, can
man he
me i
vaa foaming with laj
Sarawaxuu, T;.;zu and
man, brought by tho ht
to the hut. The polu
d i*oth parties, and decid
in favor of Mu hi ado.
In the valley, on tho other side of
I’edrotaJIagalla, Tiszu and Sarawamu
soon built their hut, and Mahindo
came to live with them.
One evening, when tiie young couple
were sitting in tiie moonlight before
tlieir hut, Tiszu remarked: "Strange
that the wizard’s formula did not help
your father."
IE's young wife smiled. "It was not
a real snakes kin, beloved. 1 suspect
ed Loano, and feared that there was
no such skin to lie found. So I dyed
the skins you brought me in the Junes
ol plants until i gut the right color.”
iszu siiook his head and said, smil
ing, "l>ove is and ever will be the
ihat wizard!”—N. Y. Sun.
Rlley-Jones.
A friend of James Whitcomb Riley
Cells a story of an encounter tbe bach
elor poet onoo had with a woman re
porter. The energentic young woman
after strenuous efforts, had finally
caught Mr. Riley at the telephone
This la the conversation that fol
lowed:
"la that Mr. Riley?”
"Yea. That la Mias r.
"Miss Jonas of the Courier-Journal,
rvo been trying all day to get an in
terview with you. Mr. Riley.”
"Ah, would It were now a view In
stead of an interview.” said tho poet
Valiantly.
•*Oh. thanka. How long will you re
main in Louisville, Mr. Riley?"
"Only a short time."
"Is your wife with you?”
"No. ma’am, sho is not.”
"Where Is she. may I ask?"
"You may ask. roy dear Miss Jones,
but I find It very difficult to answer.
i am in absolute ignorance as to her
whereabouts. For aught I know to
the contrary, the may right now be at
the other end of thla telephone.”—
Detroit News.
Rtv. Dr. Hals's Mistake.
Tho Rev. Dr. Edward Everett Hale,
recently appointed chaplain of the
8enate. Is famed for his absent-mind
edness. Not long ago he visited the
New York State Reformatory at El
mira, where he was asked to occupy
the pulpit of the chapel and address
the convicts. When he arose he found
every seat occupied. Beaming with
pleasure, he a*t-wished his hearers
by saying:
”1 am pleased and gratified to see
so many here to-day."
On Engine 60 Years—No Accident
Probably the most remarkable en
gine driver in this country la Mr.
Robert Maybanlc, who haa just re
tired. and la living at Twickenham.
During more than half a century's
service on the London end 8outh
Western Railway he has traveled
quite 2.000.000 miles; not once has he
been late for duty, and no accident
of the slightest character has hap
pened to a train In his charge.—Lon
don Express.
Had Substitute.
Tho lato Dr. Oils Avery, of Hones-
dale, Pa., was the oldest dentls' In
America, and he was also the first
American ever to receive a dentists
certificate.
Dr. Avery was talking one afternoon
to a reporter about the earlier, unen
lightened days of Honesdale.
"We had not then," he said, "aa
much religious feeling as we have
now. I remember a revival service,
very pocrly attended, that was held
during a certain winter. The revival
ist. since the people would not come
to him, went to them, and on the
street corners he would halt and
question them concerning their relig
ious beliefs.
"1 haven’t seen you at our revival,”
he said to one very old, bent man.
"What would I be doin' there?” tho
other answered. *
’’Don’t you ever pray?" said tho re
vivalist.
The old man shook his head.
*"No,’ he said; 'I carry a rabbit's
\>ot.’ "—Chicago Record-Herald.
Chief of the Uklaha.
Charles Penio, tho oldest chief of
the I'kiah tribe, died at Cox Ranchero
recently, and the Indians are now
celebrating a death feast. Penio was
107 years old and ruled the Ukiaha
long before the whito settlers arrived,
and the death of many whites lies at
his door. He was judge and juiy for
tho tribe, but was deposed about
twenty-five years ago for killing Sam
Warden. Warden and another Indian
had quarrelled over a game of cards
and the other Indian was killed.
Pento was sent for and had War
den tied to a tree to be shot. He
dodged the first bullet, which so in
furiated the chief that Ihe seized an
axe and chopped off Warden’s head.
Penio was held In jail for several
months, but none of the Indians could
be induced to testify against him.
Penio had always resented the en
croachment of the whites and waa
considered dangerous. He was buried
(n Indian style, with his pony and war
implements.—Sacramento Bee.
How Two Missouri Towns Got Their
Names.
Nearly eighty years ago, when the
Presidential struggle between Clay
end Jackson wm at Cts height. It is
related that a band of emigrants from
Kentucky, and the then other West
ern States, commenced to settle on
the north side of the Missouri River
end called their county Clay and the
county seat Liberty.
At the same time another lot of
emigrants from Virginia and other
Southern States pitched their tents on
the south side of the Big Muddy and
oalled their county Jackson and the
capital Independence. And so It re
mains to tfaCe day. Clay stood for lib
erty and Jackson for independence.
Many Names.
"Well," Raid the pro-Jap, triumphant
ly, "I guess you’ll agree now that tbe
Russians won’t stop short of Mukden.'
"Oh, I don't know," replied the pro-
Russian. I’m sure they’ll make a
stand at Shenking.”
"What?”
"At Shenking. If not there—certain
ly at Shenyang."
"Pooh!” responded the pro-Jap.
“They’ll go right to Mukden."
‘‘Well," Insisted the pro-ItUHslan.
“I’ll wager they make a stand at Fen-
Tienfu, anyway."
These names were all new to the
pro-Jap, bo he dld’t take the wager.
And It was well he didn’t, for when
he went to the library and consulted a
map of Manchuria ho found that Fen-
Tienfu, Shenyang, Shenking and Muk
den were all one and the same place.
—Philadelphia Press.
Direct Evidence.
The lawyer shook his finger warn-
lngly at tho witness and said: "Now
wo want to hear just what you know,
not what some one else knows, or
what you think, or anything of that
kind, but what you know. Do you un
derstand?"
"Watt, I know,” said the witness,
with emphasis, us ho lifted one limber
leg and placed it across the other, "I
know that Clay Grubb said that Bill
Thomson told him that he heard John
Thomas’s wife tell Sid Snuford’s gal
that her husband was there when the
fight tuk place, and that he said that
they slung each other around in the
bushes right eonsid’ablo.’’—Youth’s
Companion.
man smoke when
r drives with me. If he
better than to do It I
promptly tel! him what I think of It.
2. I don't give my photographs to
men. T used to occasionally, but I
am wiser now. I should hate by and
by to know that my face might be
hanging up in Tom, Dick or Harry’s
room.
I don’t let a man take my arm
when he walks with me. If he does
I tell him I prefer him to give me his
1. I don't go out with a man just be
cause he asks me. I like it better if
he asks another to go too—his sister,
for instance.
5. I don’t let any man "see me
home from church.” If he hasn’t got
gumption enough to take me there
and sit through the service with me,
he can stay away altogether.
fi. I don’t let any man give me
presents unless it is something of a
trifling cost—like fruit or flowers,
And I always guage a man by
taste In this respect.
7. I do not encourage any man
who is not perfectly polite and agree
able to my mother. Whoever calls on
me sees a great deal of her.
8. I don’t allow a caller to stay
later than 10 o’clock. If he does not
go at that time I tell him politely
that this Us my custom.—Christian
Witness. *
Habits.
Xed was watching grandpa put on
his shoes.
“Why do you turn ’em over to
shake ’em before you put ’em' on:’’
be
ske ( |.
A Fire-Escape.
He Found it..
In one of the neighboring cities a
family was seated at dinner, when the
doorbell was rung. The servant t
to the door. It was noticed that she
held long parlying, and It was sur
mised, consequently, that there waa
some element of uncertainty in the
Interview. On her return, tho master
of the house inquired:
"Well, Bridget, who was it?”
"It was a gentleman, sir. looking
for the wrong house."—Philadelphia
Public Ledger.
Waste of Time.
The experienced highwayman waa
taking about his apprentice.
"I never will learn that fellow any
thing," he growlbd. '.‘He holdiup peo
ple that ain't seen a penny for days.”
"Did he hold up a beggar?" asked
tho friend.
“Worse than that. He held up a
man coming home ' from summer
vacation."
In After Year*.
Mrs. Green—“William, what objec
tion have you to that young man who
U calling on our daughter?"
Green—"He la silly, Mary.”
Mrs. Green—"Oh, that because tfe’a
In love. I remember when you were a
very silly young man."
Green—"Silly Isn’t the proper name
for it, Mary. I was a measly idiot—
that's what I was."
Indication of Interest
•Teacher la Interested in you, pa."
4 -How eoF
-Why. today, after she told me ter-
«a times to tit down and behave ay-
mlt. she said she wondered what sort
of • father l-had.”—Cleveland Plain
Many Tongues In One Country.
The diversity of tongues to be
found In one country la often e matter
of surprise. Last year the Bible So
ciety** agents sold the Scriptures tn
fifty-three different languages in the
Ruslan empire, in twenty-eight In
Burma, in thirty languages in South
Malaysia, and fifty-three in the Egyp
tian agency.
The Coot of Mining 8hafts.
Even ee far back as seventy-fire
years tho cost of sinking coal mine
shafts In England varied from >50.000
to >75,000. Wt(h the greater depth
required a« the upper reins of coal
were worked out. the cost increased.
In 1857 >200.000 was spent in sinking
4 shaft at tho Haswelt Colliery in Dur-
hsm, and a quicksand that could not
be conquered with the appliances and
methods of that day. finally caused
the abandonment of the bore. At
Mutton Colliery, not far from Has-
well, >1,600,000 was spent In sinkng
three shafts, which were completed
when 1.4SS feet deep.
Improved methods of dealing with
water-bearing strata have made more
modern shafts leas costly than those
of the middle of the last century—lose
costly both actually and proportion
aielj.
Other Side of it.
“But," protested the prospective
tenant, "the house is awfully damp.”
"My dear sir,’’ replied tho agent,
that is one of its many advantages. In
caso of fire it isn’t likely to burn."
“And there is no water in the well,”
continued tho would-be renter.
"Why, another advantage,” said the
agent. “In case your children happen
t« fall in it they won’t drown.”
Next Thing to It?
"I heerd you had quite a religous
awakenin’ in your church last Sun
day.”
“Well, no, you couldn’t hardly call
It an awakenin' although it come migh
ty dost to It Old Deacon Whiffletree,
who waa sleeping on,the back aeat,
stirred uneasy-like an’ Deacon Surcin
gle quit snorin’, an’ let out a couple
o* rousin’ yawns.—Indianapolis Sun.
Beyond Doubt.
"Do you believe that two can live as
cheaply aa one?' he asked, for the
reason that he undoubtedy wished to
know.
"Yet,” replied the fellow who draws
more fool questions than his shares
"I believe that most any two men
could live on what my wife spends.”
—Chicago Tribune.
Knew Whereof Ho 8poke.
"One-half the world,” remarked the
party with the quotation habit,
"doesn’t know how the other halt
lives”
T guess that’s right," rejoined Ute
married man, "but tho feminine half
works overtime trying to find out.”
Chose the Lesser Evil.
Tess—That horrid Mr. Hansom In
sisted upon kissing me last night
Jess—Why didn't yon scream?
Teas—I didn't want to scare the
poor follow.—Philadelphia Pres*.
A public school teacher in Balt!
more tells of a district trustee in a
town not far from the Monumental
City who is much Interested In the
disciplinary methods to be used In
case of fire in a school building.
Whenever he, in company with the
examining board, made the rounds of
the various schools, he would Invar
iably put many questions to the pu
pils as to what they would do In case
of fire. In many Instances the teach
ers forestalled him by coaching their
pupils as to the proper replies to such
questions. In one school particular
ly the children had been carefully
prepared In this respect.
One day, however, the trustee var
ied his usual program, and instead of
propounding the customary questions,
decided to address the children on
other topics.
“Now, boys and girls,’’he began,
"what would you do if I were to make
you a little speech?”
With embarrassing unanimity the
pupils eagerly shouted, "We would
form a line nnd march down-stairs'”
—Woman’s Home- Companion.
Storm Pita In Oklahoma.
It is estimated today from reports
received from various towns in the
“New Country,” that 6,000 cyclone
caves are being used. City officials
and town boards are urging this, and
some of them have passed ordinances
repuiring it. At Hinton Oklahoma,
the following public notice has been
published:
“On nights when clouds look nt all
dangerous, a sentry will be stationed
In the bell tower, provided with a re
peating shotgun. If there Is apparent
danger he will ring the bell nnd fire
n number of shots In quick succes
sion. Also any person sees a storm
coming when the sentry is not so
stationed he will be expected to fire
a gun."
The moral of the above tale Is to
avoid Oklahoma and remain in Geor
gia.
An Example to Hit Race.
Simon Jones, a negro boy fifteen
year* old, works regular on Marshal
Wade’s street force and does a man’s
work and receives full pay. Last
Saturday when almost all the colored
people were off on a ’scurslon, Simon
waa at work, earning a dollar a day.
He takes care of his money with Jeal
ous care, and when he draws his pay
he deposits it regularly in the sav
ings department of one of the banks
here ad already has about >175 to
his credit. Such cases as this are
so rare that it is well worthy of men
tion.—Quitman Free Press.
There must be something wrong
about that nigger.
“Did I:” snld grandpa.
"Why, yes, you did; Ididn’t see
anything come out. I have to shake
the sand out of my shoes ’most every
Grandpa laughed. "I didn't notice
morning.”
that I shook my shoes, Ned; but I
got in Hie habit of shaking my shoes
every time before putting them on
when I waa in India.”
“Why did you do it there?”
“To shake out scorpions or centi
pedes or other vermin that might he
hidden In them.”
“But you don't need to do it here,
for we don't have such things."
"I know; but I formed the habit,
nnd now T do it without thinking."
“Habit is a queer thing, isn’t it?"
said Ned.
"It’s a very strong thing said grand
pa, "remember that my boy. A habit
Is a chain that grows stronger every
day, and it seems as if a bad habit
grows stronger than a good one. If
you want to have good habits when
you are old, form them while you are
young, nnd let them be growing
strong all the while you live."—
Mayflower.
lost
Two hundred French fisherma
off the Grand Banks.
The Russians lost over $1,000,000
in warships in the late sea fight.
And Joe Hill seems to have
lost in the shuffle.
Peace at any price, will now be the
battle cry throughout Russia.
The Czar should now hunt tip the
Mikado and have a little private talk.
At any rate the Russians have the
satisfaction of knowing that they
sunk one American ship.
Togo to the Mikado: "We have
met tho enemy, and they are ours,”
or words to that effect.
Osborne and West did not meet at
the capitol. The country is to be
congratulated.
It Is thought that a portion of the
Russian fleet will reach Vladivostok,
though they’ll be In a trap for keeps.
The Japs were evidently waiting
like a cat watching a mouse and when
the time arrived they made their coup.
Hoke Smith speaks at Ocllla today.
It begins to look as if Hokalas meant
business.
Yesterday Rojestvensky was the hero
of the hour in St. Petersburg, today
ho Is dead. What Is greatness?
Tho number of Russian battleships
of all classes captured or sunk by the
Japanese numbers nineteen at this
writing.
It Is our intention never again to
go to war with any body but one thing
Is sure, we will never go up against
the Japs or any of their relations.
The drowning of eight Russian ship
captains shows the nature of the ter
rible havoc wrought by the Japanese
guns in the late sea fight.
Emory Speer will, deliver a eulogy
on Joseph E. Brown at Mercer Uni
versity in June. It Is altogether prop-
that Joe Brown should be eulo
gized by a man of his own Ilk.
Repeal the Chinese exclusion act
and we will hear no more about try
ing to induce Immigrants to the
South. Chinese laborers will come
and make this section bloom like a
rose.
Hew the Knew.
Ida—"Are they really rich?”
Mar—"I ehoold cay aa When they
slipped several spoons and saucers
la their gripe the hotel clerk said tt
waa merely the souvenir hobby.”
NOTICE.
Will be at the following places
dates named for the purpose of
receiving State and County Tax re
turns for 1905. This being the last
round:
Sweat District, May 23.
Blckley District, May 25.
Wares boro District, May 27.
Millwood District, May 29.
Manor Distrct, May 30.
Glenmore District, May 31.
Branganza District, June 2.
Way cross District, June 6. 6, 7,
10, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16. and 17.
W. R. HARBIN.
Tax Receiver Ware Ca, Go.
This May 20th, 1905.
8, 9,
Low Excursion Rates via. 8outhem
Railway.
ASHEVILLE, N. C.—Annual Confer
ence Y. M. C. A. and Y. W. C. A.,
June 9-25, 1905. Rate ONE FARE
plus 25 cents for round trip. Tick
ets on sale June 8, 10, 15 and 17,
with final limit June 28, 1905.
FORT WORTH, TEX.—General As
sembly Southern Presbyterian
Church. May 18-26, 1905. Rate ONE
FARE plus >2.00 for round trip.
Tickets on sale May 15, 16 and 17,
final limit May 31. 1905.
TORONTO, ONT.—International Sun
day School Association, June20-27,
1905. Rate ONE FARE plus 60
cents for round trip. Tickets on
sale June 19, 20, 22, 23, limited to
June 30, 1905.
HOT SPRINGS, VA.—Southern Hard
ware Jobbers’ Association, June 6-
9, 1905. Rate ONE FARE plus 25
cents round trip. Tickets on sale
June 3, 4 and 5, limited to June 13,
1905, with privilege of extension to
July 15. 1905.
For detailed information address
any agent Southern Railway, or
Brook* Morgan, Assistant General
Passenger Agent, Atlanta, Ga.
