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Newspaper Page TextXflE MERCURY. —nnd.cl»ss irmtlor at the San- ••gflfBS*-. iprtm.M. rtnuin* n JERNI6AN & SCARBOROUGH. .yl .50 par Tsar. THE MERCURY. A. J. JERNIGAN, Proprietor DEVOTED TO LITERATURE, AGRICULTURE AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCE. •1.50 PER ANNUA* VOL. I. SANDERSVILLE, G A., JANUARY 25, 1881. NO. 43. THE MERCURY. PUBLISHED EVE4Y TUESDAY. NOTICE. H All communications intended lor this paper molt be accompanied with the lull name oi the writer, not neceeaarily lor pobli* ration, but aa a guarantee of good iaith. We are in no way re.pon.ible lor tho views •r epiniona oI eomepondente. llusic, Music. Farewell. Tlio boat wont drilling, drifting, over tho sleeping eea, And the man that I loved tho dearest rat in the boat with me. 00 TO jernican VOB The Bbadow ol coming parting hung over the great gray swell, And tho winds that swept scrota it sobbed on larowoU, larewell. TIOLINS, iCCORDEONS, BOWS, STRINGS, rosin boxes, etc. Machine Needles, OIL and SHUTTLES m Hndi ol Machines, lor sale. I will *0* . i .m ni Munhinna that X order parts ol Machines that get • jko, r 1 1 “'“ and new pieoee arc wanted. A. J. JERNIGAN. G, W. H. WHITAKER, DENTIST, BandertviUe, Go. Terms Cash. Ofles st hi. residenoe on Harris Street. April I, 1880. B. D. EVANS, Attorney at Law, April 1,1180. Banders villa, Ga. DR. WM. RAWLINGS, Physician & Surgeon BandertviUe, Ga. OSes el Bandarsvdle Hotel. April H, 1880. E. A. SULLIVAN, NOTARY PUBLIC, Headers villa, Ga. 8pMisl attention given to eoUeotion ehimi. Offloe in the Ooart-Houae. 0. H. ROGERS, Attorney at Law, SandersvUle, Ga. Prompt attention given to all basineas. Offloe is northwest room oi Court-House. Key ♦, 1880. C. C. BROWN, Attorney at Law, Sanders villa, Ga. Will practise in the 8tato and United States (outs. Offloe in Conrt-nonse. H. N. HOLLIFIELD, Physician & Surgeon Sandarsville, Ga. Offloa asst door to Mrs. Bayne’s millinery ***** on Uariis Street. DR. i. B. ROBERTS, Physician & Surgeon Dm boat wont drilling, drifting, in the linger- ing noi thorn night, And the laoo that I loved tho dearest paled with tho paling light. money—that he Is glad 1 have not any, ana—and he’s coming to see you to-mor* row. father." Mr. Warden smiled gravely and patted Janets white hand as Bho planed It caressingly on his shoulder. Then he said, slowly. "Coming to see me, is hcP Well, dear, 1 must tala about it to him. Now ou must go to bed—it must be late, and want to think. Good-night, my dear —good-night." Janet pi wrinkled forehead with more tenderness We strove to join light laughter j we strove to wake a jest; But tho voice that I loved the dearest rang sadly ’mid tho rest. The boat went drifting, drifting, while the dull Bkies lowered down, And tho “ragged rims ol thundsr" gave tho rocky head n crown. than usual. Sho, who wns accustomed to his quiet, studious manner, knew thnt he had been shaken by what she had told him, and that he wished to be alone, so sho crept away to her cham ber, flitting tlnough the dark passages and. echoing galleries like some fair spirit, and fell to sleep on Iter pillows, t to image ol life, youth and hope, in the midst of decaying age and forgotten grandeur. the boat went drifting, drifting, while to tho darkening sky, For tho man that I loved the dearest the prayer rose silently. Oh, true, strong hand I touoh no more; brave smile I may rot see; Will tho God who governs timo and tide bring him baok to my Die and me T —All (he year Round. It was the week beioro Janet’s mar riage, and in the old picture-gallery, standing where the sunlight fell upon them, were Janet and her betrothed. Hither iter father oiten came at night, candle in hand, to gaze on those who had gone before him. drawing aside tho vail thnt covered the face of his ill- starred brother George. The portraits on the walls looked down upon them as if scandalized at JANET’S FORTUNE. with liis arm round Janet’s waist, at the eirl tiad raised tier fair foco to tho handsome one above her The old Manor House at Whitebrook stood out grim and dark against the clear cold wintry day. Its long narrow win dows and closed oaken doors looked stern and forbidding, as it the proud spirit of the house would frown back all outsiders. The leafless branches of the elms on either side ol tho long avenue tossed their haro arms in tho chilly breeze, and moaned over the fallen for tune of the owner of tho Manor,and tho very wind itself seemed to sigh mourn fully as it soughed round the corners rf the house, and down the tall twisted chimney. In the picture gallery old portraits looked grimly at each otiier in the dim light, and seemed to shake their heads and murmur: “ Has it como to this P" In the bare ebambers fluttering threads of tapestry and heavy velvet, moth-eaten furniture w as all that wns left of the lormer grandeur of the house, and tho ghosts of the ancient owners seemed to linger in every dark corner. In a large, shabbily-furnished room, before a blight wood Are, sat a young girl. The flickering light fell upon her small oval face, witli its surrounding halo of golden halt, nnd played lovingly about flic wliito bands nnd slender fig- Shc snt in a huge old armchair,her Saadesavllla, Ga. 11*7 bs MMaftad at his oflloa on Haynes «• Mnaonio Lodge building, irom 8 3 “ durin * lrh^n hi * rfl sjrieoo®, on Churoh street. , fc .„ : on v^n *^y«tasa o mdi,« NW d. Watches, Clocks AHD JEWELRY urniD rr eheek resting upon ono hand, nnd her gray eyes fixed upon tho bright flames. Site seemed out of place in that dark, somber room, from tho walls ef which armed knights and beruffid white- bearded courtiers looked down upon her from out their heavy frames as if in wonder at Iter dainty presenco. The flames flickered and danced, casting strnnge slmdows upon the walls; the wind sighed mournfully in the wide •hironoy, but Janet Warden was buried in hi r own thoughts, and wns not to be iisturhed from them. Surely they were nlensant ones, for a smile played upon iter lips, nnd n blush rose to her cheek -very now and then, as she sat there gnzing into the leaping flames. At last, however, she roused herself, and rising from her chair, stood for a few minutes irresolutely, her hands clasping each other tightly. Then, with a light step site left the room, nnd crossing the cold dark hall paused hefore a door. Open ing it she entered a room smaller than that which she had left, and darker, for the wood tire burnt low. and there was no lamp on the table, which was strewn with books and papers. In an armchair before the fire sat a man who seemed to bo asleep, for his head leant against the back ol the chair and his eyes were closed. “Father!" The eyes slowly opened, and Mr Warden raised his head. “Alt, Janet! When did you come home, dear?" lie said, looking fondly at the blooming face bent over him. ‘•An hour ago, fathor-Mr. Wood drove me home.” There was a little hesitancy about toe last speech, and Janet drew a low seat o her father’s side, and taking his left hand, enressed it softly. “So Mr. Wood drove you home, JanetP Very kind of him—wasn’t itP He’s a fine fellow—I always liked him Janet still caressed the hand she JERNIGAN POSTOFFICE HOURS. 7:00 to 11:30 a. m, 1:30 to 6:00 p. m. K. A. Sullivan, P. M. Subscribe for the MERCURY, Only SI.60 per annvm. POBUSUID BY •jgWlGAN & SCARBOROUGH . buy your Spectacles, Spectacles, from held, and Mr. Warden spoke again: tdressi I hope, my dear, you went dressed as you should bo.” “Oh, yes, father, dear. You know. I do not dress like the Greys and the Nortons, I can always afford to look like a lady.” , . , Mr- Warden nodded hts head gravely and Janet pressed her lips to his Land “Father, dear, she said, in a low voice that trembled, “I have something to tell you." “ To tell me, JanetP Let me hear it, dear. I hope you aro in no trouble of anv kind.’’ And Mr. Warden looked graver. “Oil, no, father. Mr. Wood”—and Janet’s face grew crimson in the flicker ing firelight—“lie asked—me—oh, father —to be his wife.” , Janet hid her face on the broad hand clasped in hers, and there woe silence in the darkroom. , . At last Mr. Warden laid hts other JERNIGAN. Wnoino wiUiout oar Tnde Httfc. On hand and f or ftSS&'iS'W 1 BRIM* POINTS. Aftd Instead o( crowding Plants “ 3 X» +. »“«* & Ini. j To BTOOL opart, bar* mow ROOM - to cuasss fas *'**«»» "aoleihiix ol> ° ul “ WMk »B°. “ ni1 1 »lth S*V, buibe!."^ Syjsf *M<Kolon,J)Bl.,aml Farmer." iosuv* CUTXOJf, J,.. Ml. FImmbi, Ml. hand upon his daughter’s drooping head „„iri i>„ D b-ttw*“And what was your fanet pressed her lips to her father’s your mother being the only visitors he litis ever received.” Ilchry Wood kissed his betrothed ten derly. “ It is a very sad story, my love —t Bio it all now. Jut we will banish it. Stay, though—what became of tho scapegrace, Georgef’ ‘Hei eshot himself two months after grandmamma’s death—he never came to the manor afterward—and I fancy it ,liat por- wjiat they saw, for Henry was standing One old pninting in particular of Sir Warden, George Warden, Janet’s great grand father, seemed to frown darkly at the audacious couple whs dared to intrude upon the privacy of himself and his companions thus—while on tho other side of the gallery a fair young girl, in laced bodice nnd powdered bnlr, seemed by tho swcetsmilo upon her painful face to sympathize with the lovers. “My dearest Janet,” said Mr. Wood, I really cannot permit you to talk like this. Long before I knew you or had seen your iace I had heard of W bite- brook Manor and its mister and mis tress. My mother has often told me of the friendship that had existed i etween my grandfather and your mother, apd I have seen her lament over the change brought about in tho Warden family. But, Janet, I saw you—and then—then ou know what happened. I vow, anet, if you were worth thirty thou sand dollars a year, your . face would seem no fairer, your heart ho purer, in my sight. Willyot not, can you not, believe me when I repeat I love you for yourself, nnd that your weight in gold would not enhance your value in my opinion, whatever it may iu ^ 1 -“- peoplc’s P" It is so good, so kind of you to sny so, Henry l” said Janet, tearfully. “ And [ believe what you say, indeed I do; but—but my father is so grieved when lie thinks lie has to give you a portion less wife that it mnkes mo grieve, too " Then grieve no more, my darling: for if you do, I will-what shall I threaten you withP Alt, I know. I’ll run away with you, and then you shall have no grand wedding, as my mother insists upon.!’ Janet laughed. “Oh, Henry, ns if I cared for that! But what was it you wished me to tell you last nightP You st id before you went away you would come this morn ing to hear.” Henry Wood drew her toward the broad window-seat near them, and his face grew graver “Janet, dear, I want you to tell me how your grandfather managed to lo e his fortune as lie did, and how your father lias never been abie to retrieve it Are you vexed nt my questioning?” Oh, Henry, nol But it is so sad—so very sad! However, I will tell you as well as I can. Listen, then. You know for years, owing to the reckless way in which my grent-grnndfather sp£nt his money, the estate bocame inyolved, and when bis eldest son came to bo master of the manor he found himself in grent difficulties. ... However, he worked well and hard stinting himself to givo his children a good education and pay off the mort gages, so that, at last, the estate was tree. But all this time the house had been becoming very mu<‘h as it is now nnd then fresh troubles came. “My Uncle Marmnduke died of con sumption, and Aunt Jane ran away to be married-she died a long time ago, I know, for her husband treated her very cruelly. Then Uncle George was very must have been grief and remorse t made him put an end to ills life. Isn’t it dreadtulP” Dreadful indeed I Your father seems to hnvc been your grandfather’s only good and filial child.” Yes—lie and Aunt Alice, who died eight or nine years ago. She never married, you know—but she would not live with us. She said that sho was sure the Manor House had lost all go.id- iuck, and she could not live in it to see its ruin.” “Ah!" said Henry, rising from his scat and shaking hie head. “ Janet, dear, you have quite given me tho hor rors! Now, for a change, let us take a walk round the gallery, and you shall tell whoso are all these venerabli traits.” They sauntered slowly along, Janet pointing out each ancestor as they passed the portraits, her lover making ills com ments upon It. Janet, I can trace a likeness in this face to yours,” he said, as they stood op posite tfte fair young girl with tho pow dered hair and laced bodice. “You have her eyes and smile.” Do you think soP Ah, no, she is so pretty!" And pray what are youP” was the retort. “ She is my great-aunt, Lady Leigh,” said Janet, without answering him. She died very young, I believe." “ And who is this ferocious old gen tleman?" asked Henry, looking at very grim painting in a suit of armor nsworain hand. “Ho looks with drawn swon avage enough to swallow the whole lot f hts relations, Janet.” “ Doesn’t he? That’s Sir Marmnduke Warden; he was quite ns ferocious as he looks, I believe. Nurse Grantly usod to tell me a dreadful story about him. and said, huskily;! answer, JanetP” . “ Oh, father—I was so surprised—so —so troubled, that I—I said Yes, and Janet burst into tears. Again Mr. Warden stroked the droop_ ing head, and said, quietly: “And—and do vou love him, JanetP” Jimet did not answer nt once—per haps her tears prevented her—then she raised her arms and threw them round her father’s neck. “ Oh—so much, father-so very—very much— very much! Is it wrong? OU, no, I’m sure you willnotsayso. “My dear,” said Mr. Warden, it is not wrong, for it must have come to Mil® at last; and I would rather't should be Henry Wood than any other man l know. But, my child, he must that you are penniless. Have you told him tbisP" fl “Oh father, Lite knows-evervone dots, that we are poor, and—and tliac i have nothing. But lie says’-and Janet’s features brightened through her tears—“that he does not care for my poor grandmamma’s mind had become weaker and weaker with all these troubles; she cou'd not bear them so well as grandpapa. Well,oue night when they were all sitting in the oak parlor (my father was abroad, you know), Uncle George came in quite suddenly—for he had been iu London—and whispered to grandmamma. Sho was more fond of him than any of the others, you know, and so no one was surprised when she got up and went out with him. Bat everybody was horrified a few minutes afterward to hearadreadful scream,and rushing oui they found grandmamma insensible on the floor in the hall. “Uncle George seemed half mad, for he disappeared from the house in the midst of all the confusion. They took grand mamma to her room; but, though she recovered from the swoon, she never re covered her senses, and they were obliged to watch her day and night. She talked incessantly of her George, and ruin and duels, nnd said things no oue could understand. One night Iter nurse f 11 asleep, and, awakening in the middle oi the night, found her patient gone. She rushed out of the room, and found grandmamma at tfte bottom of the oak staircase in a kind of swoon. She was taken back to her bed, but she never spoke again, and died two days afterward. Curiously enough, on looking for her dressing-case somo days afterward, my grandfather could not find it. Search was made everywhere, but in vain.. My father said it was a great pity, for it contained valuable jewels given to gran grow so fond of them that I shall not get a glance in my direction.” Wlmt Janet’s ahswer was we shall not say: but one tiling we know, and thnt is, that the jewels were sent to London, the o)d diamond brooches sold, and several thousand pounds came into Mr. Warden’s empty pockets. The other jewelry was reset by order of Henry Wood, and presented again to Janet; and on her wedding-day the diamonds that sparkled in her ears, and rivaled the brightness of her eyes, had once been hidden in the box chat contained J anet’s fortune. His only daughter was very benutiful, ' ’ * .hi * * a gei for whose family Sir Marmadtikc had a great hatred. Well, this gentleman persuaded Sybil Warlen to run away with him. As she was descending from tho window of her room by a ladder, her father was in tho west parlor and heard her lover’s voice. He rushed' out witli his pistols, and, oh, Henry! in a fury he raised his arm and fired. Sybil received the shot in her side.” “Old wretch I" exclaimed Henry Wood, indignantly. “If I had been Sybil’s lover, I would have——” And, without completing the sentence, the young man struck tue hilt of the heavy, silver-mounted whip ho bad in liis hand upon the armed breast of the knight. The blow was scarcely struck when tho picture swayed, Henry having baruly ring aside and drag Janet with time to sr ? ring aside ana arag t fell, with a frightful crash What Diphtheria In. Dr. James M. Kerr, of Pittsburg, has published an article on the cause and cure of diphtheria whioh is attracting wide attention. He declares that the disease is not a result of sewer-gas. He says it is local in its first stage, and con stltutional in the next, as a result of blood poisoning, and recommends treat* ment of a simple and effective kind. So effective is this treatment that out of forty cases he has lost but one, and that ono through the negligence of jhe patient’s attendants in regard to diet. Tho false membrano to the throat attendant upon the disease can be removed by local appli cations. For this a rather powerful lotion of hydrochlorio acid and glycerine is recommended. But the moment the membrame forms the patient is threat ened with another and far more dan gerous malady. While t 1 ' is process is going on in the tonsils a virulent poison is distilled in the neighborhood, a very small portion of which, if it passes into the stomach, producos acute gastritis FARM, GARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD. Farm anil Harden Notes. Give your stock plenty of bedding. Keep farm accounts during tho year 1881. Industry and economy lead to pros perity. Good shelter for stook is cheaper than foddor. Don’t fail to institute improvements this year. Always give the soil the first meal If it is well fed with manure it will fued nil else—plants, animals and men. Add a little wood ashes to the flower pots of favorites, and see how quickly it wilt nourish and improve the growth. Cornstalks contain more potash than any other fodder fed to cows. Tho oomb of a fowl is a sure indica tion of the state of its health. If it loses its bright, rich color it is diseased in some way, and as the disease approaches its worst stages the oomb turns blank. A piece of beef is much more tender and juicy when the animal has been fed on roots than beef made where no roots aro fed. A largo per cent, of food given to pigs is wasted when uncooked. Pigs will not assimilate raw food like older anl- !A Snow-Flake. Onse he sang ol summer,| Nothing but the summer;* Now he sings of winter, Ol winter bleak and drear; Jnst bocatiso thorn’s (alien A snow-flake on his (orehead, He must go and fancy! ■Tis winter all tho year! — T. B. Aldrith. HUMOROUS. Man is naturally a teacher—he alwayi has a pupil in his eye. How is it we-often see men of good habits so poorly dressed. Josh Billings declares that the man who gets bit twice by the same dog is better adapted for that kind oi bualneee than any other. A “slight” mistake: Jilting the girl you thought to be poor, and afterward .... discovering that she is worth n eool $10,000.—Keokuk Gate Orty. They haven’t settled on the price of board at New York’s proposed million dollar hotel, but the head sten male, and they can only be fed eoonomi- ..... .. ■£( •*- and thus poisons the blood. The system becomes much depressed, the notion of the heart and brain is lowered, ordina rily to the verge and sometimes to tho worst conditii amid dense clouds of dust, Heavens I” cried Mr. Wood, as the echoes died away, and Janet still clunf: to lilsarm. “ What a noise and smothorl Pah! I am half choked. My dear Janet, don’t tremble so. There is no harm dono." Oh, Henry! Look!” criod Janet, as the cloud of dust gradually cleared nwav. “There is a door behind the picture! What can it beP" There wns, indeed, a small door, witli an old-fashioned handle, whioh had been completely concealed by tho fallen portrait. Henry sprang forward and endeavored to open it. Janet, this is tho entrance to some secret passugo. no doubt. How tho door sticks * Ha! at last.” With n vigorous tug he pulled it open, and they both peered eagerly into a low, dark passage. “I wil go and explore,” said Henry. ‘“Do not come, Janet, lest you ” “Oli, I must oome, too, Henry. Do let me." Who could resist her pretty pleading (ace P Certainly not Henry; so the two entered the passage, stooping lest they should strike their heads, Henry going first, with Janet holding his hand. Suddenly he stumbled, and stooping down, cried: “ Here’s a box, or something, Janet; let us go back o the light and sco wlmt it is." Back they went, and found that the box was evidently an old desk or a dressing-case; it had been once very handsome, and was locked. “By Jove 1" oried Harry, excitedly, “this is an adventure. I must break the lock, Janet." ion of paralysis, and tho patient dies, not, as is sup posed, from asphyxia, but from the presence of virulent poison in the blood. After removing the false mem brano Dr. Korr puts into tho stomach a simple ohemical preparation, containing magnesia, to oombine and neutralize the dipththeretio poisons and gently remove them through the proper channels. Mcnntimo he supports the patient with nutrioious, non-irritant food until the crisis arrives, when wine, or, if neces sary, whisky and brandy are copiously used to aid in throwing oil' the clutch that threatens to choke the life out of tho heart and brain. This of tho dis ease in its commonest form. Malignant diphtheria is incurable. A reporter of the Eagle has inter viewed a number of eminent Brooklyn physicians, and is glad to learn that something like unanimity has at length begun to prevail as to the main characteristics of the disorder. He finis that the sewer-gas theory has been bandoned. The dangerous pneumonia attending the disease is attributed to blood poisoning. The system is inocu lated by somo specific virus, whether bnctcrin or something else, whoso ten dency is to promote putrefaction of the tissues, they do not profess to know. The mode of treatment, therefore, has become more nearly uniform. Tho parts first and most tangibly affected, namely, the throat, fauces and nates, aro locally treated, either by external application or by washes laid on witli a brush, to destrov tho false membrane How the poison is introduced from the throat into the system, if, indeed, it is, there is a difference of opinion; but one of tho best authorities interviewed, Dr Childs, who had great experience in ttie matter, gives it as his opinion that Dr Kerr lias hit upon an ncourate solution of the process, and that the course oi treatment recommended by him seems very plausible. It differs in essentials in n i way !rom that suggested by tilt Brooklyn doctors, namely, to check the membraneous growth with strong antiseptics, to administer antidotes to the poison in tiie stomach nnd ; amove it naturally, and by tonics and stimulants to fortify the system and assist it to throw off the poison that has already found its way into the circulation. cally by first cooking their iced All feeders who have studied the habits of the animals they feed, have discerned that they take special note of time, and are disappointed if the time is dolnyod only a few minutes. A French writer recommends a novel modo of enriohing and promoting the S rowth especially of geraniums. Tamely, watering tho plants with a solution of 150 grains oi glue in about two gallons of water. Professor Roberts says that fifty bush- els ol wood ashes per acre increased the yield of grass in a certain location moro than any other manure, while ground bone improved the clover. Exposure to cold rains is very inju rious Lo fowls. A tow hours under tho rigors of a storm of snow oi sleet will put them back for days and sometimes weoxs in laying, besides the danger of their getting cold or becoming croupy Hanging floral decorations in potB or baskets sin He raised his heavy whip, and with one blow shattered th __e lock. The lid sprang open, and Janet utterei a cry. “ Oh, Henry I Henry ! this must be poor grandmamma’s lost dressing- case.” Old-fisbioned bracelets, heavy gold chains, 'gold-jeweled diamond earrings and brooches lay before the astonished eyes of the lovers, and Janet half- lauehed, half-cried, ns she said: “ Henry, this is a iortune; these jew els must be valuable " “Yes,” replied Henry Wood. “I think your father had better know of our discovery. On tho whole, I fancy that blow of mine did some good to the old knight. At all events he returned f ood for evil by iallingat our feet in that ind manner, and revealing to us such hidden treasures.” Janet flew away to iter father’s study, A Dead Letter Incident. A very amusing incident recently oo currcd at the dead letter offloo. A lady ordered a set of false teeth from dentist in Harrisburg, Pa , and directed them to be sent by mail. Stic waited several weeks for their arrival, and, as they did not come, sho wrote to the dentist to know the cause of tho delay He informed her that he had mailed them soon after they were ordered, as instructed. The lady went to tho dead letter office to inquire if anything had been heard of a package addressed lo her As she was very modest, she did not like to giv> the name of tho article con tained in the package. But upon being informed that in order to recover the tost package she must descri e its con tents, she did as requested; and imagine tier surprise when Superintendent Dal lus handed her a mutila’ed box contain ing the fragments of what were once set of teeth. The pouch in which the package was mailed had been run over by a train of cars, which separated every tooth from the plate.— Wasfnngton Herald. A Good Country for Fat Men; and, having greatly disturbed him by a bo- most mamrua by her mother and grand- m “Weil, ail these troubles broke grand papa’s heart, and he died. My father then married mamma—who, you know, was as poor as he was—and I wa3 born. But things never prospered with him. He loBt, lost—always lost—and when mamma died he gave up struggling. Poor father!” said Janet, her eyes filling with tears. “I fancy mamma’s death broke his heart, Henry. Ho shut him self up then, and has heen what you see him, kind and loving to me, but always determined to shun the world, you and very incoherent tale, dragged the wildered Mr. Warden off to the old gallery. “ There, father, dear 1" she cried, as he stood gazing in amazement at the jewelry scattered on the floor. “We have found your fortune." Mr. Warden smiled faintly. “Not mine, my dear. These jewels would all have been yours, I expect, and your mother’s before you. .How came they thereF” “ Don’t sou think grandmamma may have hidden themP" said Janet. “Ah, well, yes; I expect she did. Poor motherl What made her c nmmit so strange an act P Yes, this was a favor ite bracelet.of hers, I remember. Ah, well, dear, they are yours; do with hem what you will.” He pressed his lips sadly to Janet’s forehead, and, turning, left the gallery. “ Oh, Henry,” cried Janet, the tears in her gray eyes, “you wil'. not now have an entirely portionless wife!” "No,” grumbled Henry. “And, therefore, I think the best thing to be done is to hide these wonderful chains and things away again, or you will The Spartans of o d showed no mercy to fat humanity. They paid much at tention to the rearing of men They took charge of the firmness and loose ness of men’s flesh, and regulated the degree of fatness to which it was lawful in a free stale to any citizen to extend his body. Tlio.se who dared to grow too soft or too fat for military exercise and the service of Sparta were soundly whipped. In one particular instance that of Nauchis, the son of Polybius the offender was brought before tho Epltori and a meeting of the whole peo pie of Sparta, at which his unlawful fat ness was exposed, and he was threaten ed with perpetual banishment if he did not bring his body within the regular Spartan compass and give up his culpa ble mode of living, which was declared pnworthy of a Spartan Quite a Curiosity. A man in McDonald county, Mis souri, has a natuial kaleidoscope. It * a dark green stone, nearly transparent, about the size of a turkey’s egg and nearly that shape and somewhat rough. By holding it to the light and looking through it magnificent views of scenery can bo obtained—Indians chasing buf falo, moving caravans of camels, fields of waving gross, mountain scenery cities and villages, vast stretcher o prairie, etc. It was found in Buffalo creek, near the home of it* owner, steward ia to wear yellow kids and speak four lan guages. At Paris, recently, M. de Lease pa was asked about his newly-born heir. He remarked that it was a very precocious infant, as it already very distinctly said Pa-pa-na-ma!” The scientists say that shutting the eyes improves the hearing. This Is probably tho reason why somo men al ways wink at vou when you talk poli tics to them.—Buffalo Rmnrcse. The New Haven Rrgisier ejaculates: What a merry sound the scrape of tha snow shovel haa upon the morning air. Especially if you are snug in bed and somebody else is doing the shoveling. A lawyer’s brisl ia very long, And Mr. White is bleak, A men is dry when he is green, And when he’e tight he’s steak; A Arc is hot whsn ft is ooeled, A lamp is heavy though ite light, A shoe is bought when it ie told, A men o«n seo when ont oi sight. p. can have an abundance of light and sunshine, and not near the stoveor reg ister. If tiie light comes from on*side, tha basket ought to bo turned everyday. When the orchard is young it is best to cultivate thoroughly, amt hoed crops, like potatoes, roots, eto., can be grown ana present pay for tho trouble, but as tho trees get older and shndo t he ground, nothing else but fruit shou.d oe ox peoted irom the orchard. Pumpkins are an excellent food for cattle, but if fed to milk cows great osfre should be exercised that the animals do not oa . too many seeds, the best plan being to removo the seeds when cutting them up. Tho seeds have a diuretio effect, thus lessening the flow of milk. Last spring J. N. Marden, of Balti more, Md., tried the experiment of keeping the lrost awav from 8,600 of his pear trees by building fires around them on severo nights. His orchard contains 15,000 trees, and those treated as above described yielded fruit that sold for moro than $5,000, while tho bal ance of tho orchard produced compara tively little. ■Household Hints The following is said to bo a remedy for rheumatism: Four ounces of salt peter in ono pint of sloohol; shako well and batho the parts affected; wetting red ‘flannel with it, lay it on. It docs not cure, but takes away the redness reduces the swelling, and relieves the tot ment and agony. Beef omelet, which is good for break fast or tea, is made of ono pound of chopped beef, two well-beaten eggs, three soda orackers rolled fine, three or four tahlesuoonfuls of milk or crcaui. Season to your tasto with; pepper, salt and sage. Make this into a roll, cover it loosely with a well-buttered olotli and bake half nn l^our in a basin with a little water in it. When cold, cut it into thin slices. A little English work, “Sleep nnd how to obtain it,” says that insomnia is not so dangorous as commonly sup posed, for tiie author knows an eminent man of lotters who has suffered from it for many years without injury. When a man begins to dream of his work he may know that he is under too great mental strain. The author’s plan < inducing sleep is to reckon up friends and acquaintances whoso [name begins with a certain letter. bbagi hard-boiled eggs chopped, or with raw eggs beaten into tee dressing j for one small head, or half of a good-sized one, use three eggs, beat them till they are light, then add six tablespoonfuls of vinegar, two tablespooniuls of made mustard, a piece of butter the size of walnut. Cook this dressing until begins to thicken; when it is cold pour ii over the chopped cabbage. When boiled eggs are used, chop the whites of the eggs with the cabbage, and after rubbing the yolks till they are fine stir them into the dressing. When the eggs are cooked, the rest of the dressing docs not need cooking. Man’s Natural Fasd. Before entering upon those points 1 he must premise a lew words on the main question t What Ib l he natural food of man P As an abBlraet truth, the maxim of the physiologist Haller is absolutely unimpeachable; “Our proper nutriment should consist of vegetable and semi- animal substances which can be eaten with relish before their natural taste has been disguised by artificial preparation." For even tho most ap- moved modes' of grinding, bolting, cavtning. cooking, spicing, heating and freezing our food are, strictly • - speaking, abuses of our digestive or- gnns. ft is a fallacy lo suppose that hot spices aid tho process of digestion; they irritate the stomach and cause it to discharge the ingistaas rapidly as possible, ns it would hasten to rid tself ol tartarized antimony or any other poison; but, tltis very precipita tion ot tho gastric functions prevents the formation of healthy chyle. There is an important difference between rapjd and thorough digestion. In a sim ilar way a high temperature of our food facilitates deglutition, but, by dis pensing with insalivatlon and tbs proper use of our teeth, we make the stomach perform the work of our jaws and salivary glands; in other words, we make our iood less digestible. By bolting our flour and extracting tha nu tritive principle ot various liquids, we full into the opposite error; we try to assist our digestive organs by per forming median icaily a part ol their proper and legitimate funotlonB. The health of tiie human system cannot be maintained on concentrated nutriment; even the air wo inhale oontains azotic gascB which must be separated from tiie life-sustaining principle by the aeiion of our respiratory organs—not iy any inorganic process. We cannot breathe pure oxygen. For analogous reasons bran flour makes better br^ad than bolted flour; meat and saccharine fruits aro healthier titan meat extracts and pure glucose. In short, artificial extracts and compounds, are, on the whole, less wholesome titan the palftta- blo product of nnturo. In the case of bran iluur and certain fruits with a large percentage of wholly innutritious matter, chemistry fails to account for this (act, but biology suggests the mediate cause: tho normal type of our physical constitution dates from a period when the digestive organs ol our(frugiv- orous) ancestors adapted themselves to such food—a period compared with whose duration the age of grist mills and made dishes is but of yesterday.— Popular Science Monthly. Venezuelan Bell-Ringers. How these bells are rung! Surely out of no other bells is there so much clangor got as out of these Venezuelan church bells. The ringer is a stalwart fellow, who clambers up Close beneath his awful instrument, braces his feet firmly on two cross beams, grasps with both hands a sort ot handle on the bot tom of the clapper, and sets to work. His head is in tho bell, and the spot be hind it is the only one he doesn’t man age to srnke. He pounds on all sides with fury; his blows are delivered with frightful rapidity in a sort of rhythm to which a very active jig-dancer could keep step well; lie exerts himself with tiie tempest of sound, of which he is the center, and seeks to redouble his ef forts ; only when exhaustion forbids the prolongation of his wild delight does he stop and mop his brow. His only rival in musical action is the tambourine man of a minstrel trouoe, but his instrument discounts a myriad of tambourines. An educational exchange asks the question: “Is one language enoughP” As a general thing it is, but there are times when it isn’t. When a man goes to throw a scuttle of coal on the fire, lor instance, and strikes the stove two inches below the door, and the coal flies nine ways for Sunday, he feels that one language - to express his feelings is meager indeed. Not Equal to the Emergency. lie looked a bit hard up, but he had a pleasant face and smooth address as he walls ed into the offieo of a railroad run ning West and wked for the superinten dent. Who., cboducted to that official’s desk he began: I want the favor of a pass to Buf falo." Can’t have it,” was the prompt re ply- “ I expected that answer, and am pre pared f >r it. I did not come here with a tale of woe. I havo not been robbed.” No?” Not a rob. I did not lose my money on the street. I am not obliged to rush home to see my wif.‘. I am not a con sumptive who is anxious to get home and die among his friondc. All these pleas are old.” “ Yes, very old and thin.” “ And yet I want apr<,3s to Buffalo. I feel that I Lave a right to ask it." “On what groundaP” “ This morning I saved the life of a passenger on one of your transfer boats. He was a big, red-whiskered man named Clark. Had begone overboard it would .:avc cost vou perhaps $50,000 to settle the claim." “Clark? Big man with red whiskers? Wretched man, you know not what you did! That’s the man who has already got a claim for $80,000 against us for breaking his leg. If you had only let him gone overboard you conld have settled with his heirs for less than a quarter of the amount. Go out—go away. You have taken thousands of dollars out of our pockets by your med dlesome act.” The beat walked out without a word, but as he reached the door he was heard ‘^1 thought I was the best liar on the Atlantic coast, but I might as well hanf on from this deal."—Wall Street Daily Newt.

Georgia Historic Newspapers

The Mercury. (Sandersville, Ga.) 1880-1???, January 25, 1881, Image 1