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Fitzgerald Leader. FITZGERALD, GEORGIA. — PUBLISHED BY— 3EEI\rd) SOW. Some doctor down East has started an “anti-breakfast crusade” and is trying to induce the working classes to get along without a morning meal. Forty-one tramps in Baltimore have got the better of the law by invoking it. Being arraigned for vagrancy the other day, they demanded a trial by jury. As a result they were sent to jail, where they will have plenty to eat and nothing to do for some time to come. During the last fiscal year Canada bought of us merchandise to the amount of sixty-six million dollars, while all South America took from us goods to the value of $33,000,000. Great Britain and her dependencies took fifty-seven per cent, of our total exports. Germany increased her im¬ ports from the United States by the sum of $27,000,000. To Belgium our exports were six millions larger than the preceding year, to France ten millions, and to Holland twele mil¬ lions larger. Balliol, the most exclusive of Oxford (England) colleges, has among its un¬ dergraduates a married Lancashire mill hand twenty-three years of age, who worked his way into tho univer¬ sity by studying after factory hours, with the help of free libraries and uni¬ versity extension lectures. He passed his Greek examination eighteen months after learning the alphabet, and within six weeks after admission to college won the Brackenbury history scholar¬ ship, worth $400 a year for four years. He is trying for an honor degree in history. The experiments in wireless teleg¬ raphy which Signor Marconi has been conducting at Rome and at Spezzia, have been followed by the greatest in¬ terest in Italy by royalty, the govern¬ ment, the press and the public, says the Westminster Gazette. Generally speaking, Signor Marconi’s discovery is calculated to produce surprising re¬ sults. In addition to the possibility of exploding gunpowder magazines on board ship from a long distance off, Signor Marconi foresees that he will be able by means of the waves in the air to set automatically and simultane¬ ously all the watches in the pockets of the inhabitants of a town by timing them from one central clock, with a daily electrical discharge at uoon. Hypnotism is not recognized in law. This is the decision of the Supreme Court of California. In a case of mur¬ der an appeal was made on the grounds that the evidence was circumstantial, and that the lower court erred in re¬ fusing to allow a hypnotist to testify that he hypnotized the defendant after the murder and that the latter denied the crime when under the hypnotic spell. Commissioner Searles, whose opinion was affirmed by the court, said that the law did not recognize hypno¬ tism. In passing on the case the Su¬ preme Court agreed, but Justice Mc¬ Farland took occasion to say that he did not quite agree as to the attitude of the law toward hypnotism, It could not be considered in this case though it might be in others. The temper of the American is to spend as he earns, maintains Hard¬ ware; the ah’, so to speak, prompts this temper. Having no self-recog¬ nized peasantry here, and the prevail¬ ing thought being that one man is as good as another, each spends to rival his neighbor. Thus Americans are good spenders. They say “the Indian don’t eat pork only when he can’t get it,” so the average American only stops spending when the supply runs dry. For the past five years we have lived the lesson of an enforced econo¬ my. The wage earners have not had their full wages; the bondholder has not had his usual interest, and divi¬ dends have often failed. Every day is reported a revival of industry. Wheels long idle begin to buzz. Suc¬ cess begets success. Hope is father to the fruition. Soon we will forget the seven years of famine and we will have seven years of plenty. We num¬ ber now 70,000,000, with 26,000,000 wage earners. Every year 1,500,000 are added to the population. Every year of these a new 500,000 are added to the wage earners; a new 1,500,000 of people each year, plus the present number, means 300,000 new houses for them to live in, clothing and food for this new addition, over and above the last year’s amount of food and clothing. So with such numbers, such increases and such demands the buzz of industry in the land must soon rise abovd the wail of pessimistic despon- dancy. .'THE TWO WORDS. One day a harsh word, rashly sat A, But yet the harsh wont left a trace Upon an evil journey aped, The kind word could not quite effuse. And like a sharp and cruel dart And though the heart Its lovo regained, It pierced a friend fond nud tovlng heart; f It Friends bore a could scar that forgive long remained; It turnel a into a foe, but not forgot. And everywhere brought pain and woe. Or lose the sense of keen regret. A kind word followed It one day, Oh, if we could but loarn to know Flow swiftly on its blessed way; How swift mid sure our words can go. It healed the wound, it soothed *&e pain., How would wo weigh with utmost caro And friends of old were friends ugal 1 ;. Each thought before It sought the air, It made the hate and anger cease, And only speak the words that move And everywhere broughtjoy and pcaco. Like white-winged messengers of lovo. —Great Thoughts. A 'Will The Way. V. and \ 0 -*-*-- s ‘0 By GWENDOLEN OVERTON ; o>;. wmt i^^SSfiNISTENCE uu- C ^ er gunrd- i ianship of some I j one who is doing i: I his duty by you a is not an un- / mixed pleasure. Miss Bradford’s av*.. sister, Mrs. Gal¬ latin, was doing her duty by Miss Bradford. The former was not at all pretty. The latter was very, very pretty—which is so much 'more charm¬ ing than being very, very beautiful. But Mrs. Gallatin was married and Miss Bradford was not. This came of the fact that Mrs. Gallatin had visited at p or t Preble and had captured an unfledged lieutenant by- manoeuvring and a miracle, and that Miss Bradford had spent her twenty-one years in a small Maine town. Boys in the village had been in love with Bessie Bradford, but she had not been in love with them, and she had, moreover, a decent appreciation of her own value and knew she was far too good for such as they. There had been a college youth, also, once; but he and she had quarreled before the end of his summer visit. And now Bessie was one-and-twenty and the family worried. It worried itself into a state where even the raising of a mortgage on the home did not Beem too great a thing, if it would but in¬ sure her marriage. With the money thus obtained she was sent across the continent, with instructions to get herself wedded before she came back. She was told to marry a general if she could. If not—anything, down to a second lieutenant. But rank was to bs the primary consideration, Miss Bradford agreed. She picked out a very nice general, mentally. He would be about five-and thirty, and hand¬ some and dashing. That years went with rank was one of the things the civilian novels of army life she had read had not taught her. Besides, she was romantic—as a very pretty girl should be. So she promised that grade should govern her choice. Then she departed to visit her sister at the Presidio. Lieutenant and Mrs. Gallatin lived in the building known as the “Cor¬ ral.” If the Corral were in the city, it would be called a tenement. But Uncle Sam doesn’t quarter his officers in tenements. The Gallatius were cramped for room—very cramped. They had three children and second lieutenant’s pay. So they were poor. Therefore, taking Miss Bradford in was not a pleasure. It was a duty. But Bessie felt the unpleasantness of the situation the very day of her ar¬ rival. “Captain Soutter is going to take you to the hop this evening, Bess,” Mrs. Gallatin said; Bessie was cutting paper bird-cages for her niece. Mrs. Gallatin was mending a pinafore. “I’ve promised to go with Mr. Mil¬ ford,” answered Miss Bradford, stop¬ ping and looking up from the scissors. “Mr. who?” “Mr. Milford. Colonel Milford’s son, who lives in St. Louis.” “Where have you met him?” The “him” warned Bessie that she was running on rocks. “On the train. We got acquainted. He’s in business in St. Louis, and he’s coming to visit his people because he’s in bad health. He is a very nice man.” “Man! He must be about twenty- three. A perfect boy. And his busi¬ ness is being a briefless barrister. Now, let me tell you one thing, Bes¬ sie. You must learn from the first that the civilian son of an officer is no¬ body at all in a garrison. You will hurt your chances badly wit! the of¬ ficers by going with him. How did he know there was to be a hop?” Bessie finished opening the cage, gave it to her niece with a kiss, gath¬ ered the scraps of paper in her baud and threw them into the waste-basket, clasped her fingers behind her curly brown head, and answered leisurely: “He didn’t know there was to be one to-night. He asked me to go to tho first one there should be after our ar¬ rival.” Mrs. Gallatin thought how very, very pretty Bessie was and wondered if her husband contrasted them. “He probably will never think of it again. Captain Soutter is going to call to ask you, this afternoon, and you’d better accept.” “Can one go with two men out here —ante-nuptially?” “Dont be vulgar. Yon needn’t consider the Milford boy.” “Oh! but I must, Genevieve, you know. I promised. ” Miss Bradford’s big gray eyes were guilelessly ear¬ nest. “I’ve no doubt that pose is taking with the men. But you can’t make your devotion to promises succeed with me, dear. I know you too well. I can’t remember that they worried you, with the boys at home.” “This promise . doesn’t worry me. Not a little bit.” “Well, I should suggest that you take my advice and be less flippant. Recollect that you were not sent ’way out here to flirt with penniless civil¬ ians and small boys.” “If I forget, remind me, will you? I’ll make you a little red silk flag, if you like. I can make flags. I made one for a fair at home, once. You might draw it out of your bosom and wave it when you see me about to run off the track you have all so kindly and laboriously laid for me to run on. I’ll teach you the signals. Mr. Mil¬ ford and I studied them from the back of our sleeper. I think there’s some one at the door, sister dearie.” It was Captain Soutter, come to for¬ malize the hop arrangement. He was, obviously, very glad that he had come. For Miss Bradford was pretty—ex¬ traordinarily pretty. “I am happy in being a near neigh¬ bor of yours, Miss Bradford,” he told her. He forgot—as men will—how often he had cursed the ill-luck which threw him within hearing distance of the Gallatin trio of infants. vicinity, “Yes?” said Bessie; “you are in our then?” “A little above yon in the world. I live upstairs. When you want me you have only to pound on the ceiling.” “The—what is it?—quartermaster? The quartermaster mightn’t like me to wear out his ceiling.” “You flatter me by the implication, Miss Bradford. But I’ll settle with the Q. M. if you will only pound. For instance, will you pound to-night when you are ready for the hop, to which it is my dearest wish to be permitted to escort He forgot what lie had wished when Mrs. Gallatin had asked him to per¬ form this act of courtesy toward the coming sister. But then he had looked at Mrs. Gallatin and had judged from her of the sister. “I would be only too delighted, if it were not that I have already promised to go with some one else.” jin The betrayed captain manifested his astonishment and resentment at having oeen subjected to refusal. He had a high opinion of his dignity, had the captain. “Why, who on earth can have asked you already?” he cried. Miss Bradford had a cool little Northern air, when she liked. She considered the captain’s question in bad taste. So she raised her eyebrows and smiled most sweetly. “I shall hope to have a dance with you, Captain Soutter,” she said. And she had, not one, but three. The captain forgot his wrath at the sight of her. When she came from the dressing-room into the hallway to join young Milford, the captain was by the door. He looked at her. “Might I hope to be accorded the second and fifth and ninth, Miss Brad¬ ford?” he asked. “Oh! thank you,” said Bessie. She was grateful, and he was quite ap¬ peased. Now Miss Bradford was a success. She had what is known as a beautiful time for three whole months. No girl was remembered ever to have re¬ ceived altogether so much attention. She always hud lovers—and the two don’t always go together. Captain Soutter loved her, so did Lieutenant Paxton, and so did young Milford. Bessie loved young Milford. A girl who prefers “oit.” clothes to a uniform is peculiar, to say the least. Bessie didn’t say or show whom she loved, except to Milford. She had told him. She had refused Paxton, and she was warding the captain off. But the last she could not do much longer. The captain had a good opinion of him¬ self. He also had a dignity which was not to be trifled with. Mrs. Gallatin was by no means sure of Miss Bradford. So one day she spoke to her. The process of being spoken to / can rouse the worst in a girl. But Bessie was in a broken aud contrito frame of mind. She and young Milford had quarreled, and she didn’t care what became of her. She might as well marry any old man and sacrifice herself for her family. She made a most affecting picture of herself as an offering ou the altar of matrimony and filial duty. She would pine away picturesquely in a year or so, and Will Milford—well, perhaps he would go to the bad. She hoped so. It was under this pressure that, she solemuly promised and swore to Mrs. Gallatin to marry Captain Soutter if he asked her. What Miss Bradford promised and swore she never broke. So as soon as she and young Mil¬ ford made it up, she set about won¬ dering how Captain Soutter was to be kept from asking her. Yet she could not arrive at any plan. The captain was an impetuous man, and he was neither over well-bred nor nicely dis¬ criminating. Bessie was worried. If it had been that she had promised and sworn anything to young Milford and had had to choose which vow to break, she would not have hesitated. But she had teased him, and had only answered “maybe.” For which Bhe now suffered. l3ut Fate came to her aid—as it al¬ ways should and always doesn’t in the case of a very pretty girl. and She was going to another hop, she was going with Captain Souttcr. He had invited her at the time that she was practicing for the martyr role. As she couldn’t, therefore, go with Milford, she would wear the gown he liked, which was white silk. For it she had to have white gloves; and her white gloves were soiled. Therefore they must be cleaned. Mis3 Bradford was an adept at cleaning gloves. She prepared a special mixture of a num- her of chemicals and powders, This mixture had to be whipped—as if it had been the white of eggs—very light and frothy. It had a most unpleasant odor, but it was pretty to look upon. Because the odor was so unpleasant Miss Bradford opened the door into the hallway and stood just within it beating. There was air in the hallway, but there was none in the Gallatius’ quar¬ ters, as the baby had a cold. Captain Soutter had a cold, too—a frightful one. If he had not had he would would have noticed the smell of Miss Bradford’s mixture. He came through the hall on his way to his own quar¬ ters on the floor above. Colonel Mil¬ ford was with him. The captain did¬ n't like the colonel particularly, on ac¬ count of his being his son’s father. “Ah! Miss Bessie! What a pretty, housewifely picture we make,” said the captain. Bessie smiled encouragingly. “What are we doing? Whipping cream? How good it looks. If Hebe would but feed us with ambrosia. ” The colonel smelled the ambrosia; but he held his peace. “I’ll give you a taste, captain, if you want it very, very much. Open your mouth wi-i-de. Shut your eyes.” She put a heaping forkful in his mouth. The horrible taste made him gasp. The gasp made him swallow the froth. Colonel Milford laughed. But Captain Soutter wout to his quar¬ ters without a word. Bessie went to the hop that night with young Milford. Afterward, while she and her sister and Lieutenant Gallatin were having their supper of crackers and cheese, Miss Bradford told them that she was going to marry the penniless civilian. “But how about Captain Soutter?” wailed Mrs. Gallatin. “Hush! He might hear you. Oh! I’m awfully afraid he’ll never speak to me again.” And he never did.— San Francisco Argonaut. Dor Gives Up Life to Save His Master. When a man gives up his life for another, posterity erects a monument to his memory; but when a dog dies that his master may live, men stop and think, and John Walker, of Roselle, N. J., was doing a lot of thinking Sat¬ urday night. He was face to face with death, and his dog had averted the blow. Walker left his house early in tho morning for a stroll. His dog followed him. He tried to drive him back. Then master and dog started to walk along the Jersey Central Railroad tracks to Elizabeth. Midway between the stations Walker met a heavy freight train running rapidly eastward, making enough j noise to deaden all other sounds. Walker stepped to the west-bound track. His dog, which had been run- ning ahead after birds or loitering be- hind to make short and noisy excur- sions into the bushes, closed in on his master when the train neared him. i Walker was careless. He never looked behind him, and did not hear or see the Royal Blue Express. Brake- men on the freight train shouted warn¬ ings. The engineer of the express train blew his whistle, with no avail. It was too late to stop, althongh tho engineer was trying to do so. Walker plodded on. When the train was nearly on top of Walker his dog sprang at him with a] growl. Walker turned, saw the train I and stepped aside in time to avoid the I cars as they swept past him with a roar. Not so with the dog. The pi- lot of the engine struck the animal and tossed him aside. Whcn Walker recovered his senses he looked for his dog. The faithful animal lay dying, with his back broken. Walker carried his dog to the side of the track. The brute licked his hand, feebly wagged his tail, and died in his master’s arms.—New York Press. Indians and Animals in Bronze. Indians and animals typical of America are to be perpetuated in bronze for the National Zoological Garden at Washington, if the plans of certain men of public affairs at tho National Capital are carried out. And Edward Kemeys, the Chicago sculptor, is the artist who is to execute the statues of the fast disappearing red man aud the fauna of America. Congress will be asked for an appropriation for tlie pur- pose, and it is expected that that body will respond as generously for the pur- pose as it has heretofore in the beau- tifying of the great National park. Capt. Kemeys has returned to his Bryn Mawr residence after a six weeks’ visit to Washington and is at work on the project. j Aro There Living: Azfcecs? Dr. Saville, of Washington, read a paper before the anthropological sec- tion of the American Association for the Advancement of Science, in the absence of the author, Miss Zelia Nut- tal. The author contended that the Aztecs are not an extinct race, but many representatives are alive now, men and women of magnificent phy- sique, not withered decrepits, as mauy believe, who still speak the language of Montezuma. Miss Nuttal’s paper was startingly original and productive of much discussion, the greater part of , which, Detroit however, Journal! was in her favor._ ’ , IP 9 / ✓k-i <*- V Ziyi c7 i i>Jr~ ffi* ! , r -~ Ar. m May Weed In Fields. May weed is not a kind of weed that seriously troubles the careful former. It mainly comes in on hard, trodden places by road sides,where if anything else starts to grow it is crushed out. The may weed, not being so easily killed, survives. May weed cannot thrive where there is an undisturbed and thrifty growth of clover, but let the clover be trampled in the mire by stock, and the may weed will be ready to grow and take the vacant place. It is most often seen, aside from road¬ sides, at- the entrance to pasture lots, where clover and the grasses are trampled to death by stock. Milk Fever. Milk fever is a disease to be dread¬ ed by the man who has first-class dairy cows, and who feeds and cares for them in such a manner as to make them large producers. The man with scrub cows, that have to rustle for themselves during the winter round the straw stack, never suffers from loss by milk fever when his cows come in in the spring. It is true he gets no profit out of his cows, and he rarely gets product enough from them to pay for the little feed and care they do have. But he can, and does, console himself by saying he never has milk fever with his cows like those men do who “stuff and pamper aud baby their cows.” We have lo3t, within the past fifteen years, several valuable cows with this disease. We think we now know how to prevent. A heifer with her first calf never has it and very rarely with the second calf. A cow that is milked continuously right up to calving is not liable to have milk fever, at least we have never known one to. We hesi¬ tated to write that last sentence for fear some one would accuse us of ad¬ vocating continuous milking. That we do not, but still feel bound to state that fact. A cow that i3 starved, or fed just enough to live on, will never have milk fever. One way is to dry the cow up six or eight weeks before she is due to calve (unless she is such a persistent milker as to make that impracticable); at the same time reduce her feed by taking nearly, if not quite al’, the grain from her. Her bowels should be kept loose. If the cow is in flush pasture, and she is one you have reason to believe like¬ ly to have milk fever, the only safe way to do is to keep her upon dry feed. We know it is hard for the man who has been in the habit of “babying” and petting his cows and feeding them to their full capacity to refuse them all they want to eat, but it is the only safe way to do with some of them. After a cow has had milk fever once she is more liable than other cows to have it again, and if she does have it a second time she will be always most sure to die.—Hoard’s Dairyman, - The Pig and the Orchard. The two go together well. The pig stirs up the soil about the trees, let- ting in the sunshine and moisture to tbs roots and fertilizing them, while devouring many grubs that would otherwise prey upon the fruit. But c ■v '■ •» c^l,s £2 NOVEL pia PEN. many orchards cannot be fenced and many owners of fenced orchards, even, -would like to have the pig confine Bis efforts around the trunk of each tree. To secure this have four fence panels made and yard a pig for a short time in succesion about each tree as suggested in the diagram. Poultry in Orchards. Mr. -Tegetmeier, the famous English authority on poultry, in commenting on a report of the Rhode Island Ex¬ periment Station regarding the value of fowls to orchards, says: “For many years I have advocated the introduc- tion of poultry into apple orchards, maintaining that they do good service, two very distinct inodes—first, by mauuriug the ground, and, secondly, by the destruction of insects and g rub s that hibernate in the soil.” The apple maggot appears to be ex- tending in America, attacking the fa- vorite Baldwin, which is so well known a3 being imported largely into this country, and rendering it entirely un- fltfor use, but the spraying the trees witb Bordeaux mixture and Paris g r een has appeared to prevent all seri- ous at taoks „f this insect. j u mature state this insect is a which deposits its eggs in the pulp 0 f (Be apple beneath the skin. The young maggots grow within the fruit, which they render worthless, and when mature emerge from the apple and go into the ground, lying in the pupa state beneath the surface soil among the grass roots.,. Samples of the earth, six inches square, were taken, and the number of maggots un- der the trees varied, according to the size, from 1600 to more than 12,000 under each tree; the pupa Bomewhat resembles kernels of wheat. Now comes the point which was particularly interesting to me. The experiment was tried as to whether poultry, if confined to a small range and encour- aged to scratch, would destroy these pupa. was placed A large about movable tree, whosj^ifl wire fej^fl a had been destroyed by side hens of were the called fence was into rais<^j|Bnd the enclosure. fifty Thefence was let down and they •i. re confined to the space around the tree. As soon as they had eaten the corn they naturally began to scratch for pupa, and in the course of three or four days it was found that the latter had disappeared. As these insects re¬ main in the pupa state from the fall of • the apple to the following spring, when they appear, it may be expected that next year the number of flies breeding from the apple maggot will be greatly diminished in the localities where this plan is followed. From personal experience, ing lively over of many the advantages years, I can of speak alljfl pafM fowls apple and orchards. chickens a free raWflM the They not only nure soil and destroy all insects harboring in it, but they find, for some weeks, a considerable portion of their own food—the windfalls, which they devour greedily, with any grubs they may contain. The raising of poultry for sale may be much more advantageously carried on where the land is made to produce two crops—namely, apples and eggs— than where only one is gathered. Movable Roost and Droppings-Board. When the nests are under the drop¬ pings-board there is a greater liability of lice multiplying, as the heat accu¬ mulated in the neats from the bodies of the lions is conducive to their pro¬ pagation. They go up to the roost and annoy the hens. The nests can- rot be easily made movable when cov- 1 *?? t * MOVABLE BOOST. ered by the droppings-board if the roost is also over the board. The il- lustration is a design of a movable roost placed over a droppings-board, the board having legs of any height desired to keep it off the floor. This arrangement permits of placing the roost and board at any desired loca¬ tion in the house, and it and the nests (which should also be movable) can be taken outside and cleaned at auv time. Fafm and Garden Notes. Save early pullets for the winter layers. Road dust is a good material to scat¬ ter under the roots as an absorbent. Fruit and poultry make a good com- bination as tile fowls hunt for and con- sume many insect pests and are the better for the exercise it gives them. Don’t forget that skim milk and the scraps from the table fed to the fowls will yield greater returns than you can possibly get from them in any other way. You cannot be too particular about keeping the poultry houses clean, aud if yon will paint the roots once a week with kerosene it will be a great aid in keeping down lice and mites. Corn-fed hogs can hardly be any¬ thing less than lard hogs, a lesson which those who are aspiring to duce the bacon hog, with its fat and streak of lean, will do well to lay to heart. 1 The old saying that there’s more in the feed thau in the breed, may be true in some cases, while in others the re¬ verse is true. The fact is, that for profit good feeding and good breeding are both leading essentials. Among the two-legged frauds, that should be giveu “walking papers” is *lie traveling hog cholera doctor with a “sure cure.” The chances are he has more cholera germs ou his boots than his remedy ever destroyed. By utilizing rough, bushy or foul lands as sheep pastures, we not only may secure a revenue from otherwise expensive property, but the value of such lands is enhanced thereby. In considering sheep as land renovators and improvers, the term “golden hoof” is no misnomer. The power corn-husker is no Ifl an been experiment; demonstrated; its practical and yet utilj* itfj a long time ere the old husking-a fl^J laid on the shelf alongside the in very many cases the corn gn can strap on his little peg and aM crop cheaper than in any othe|fl There is a question as to wB is best to sow timothy seed in or behind the drill hoes whenj to wheat in the fall. Locat somewhat to do with the answ. heavy (flay soils we would sow on light, porous soils deeper J is required and we would so wfl and Because bushes, sheep picking will feed upcj| up mui would is no reason be passed that over they by BhouJfl othdj pelled They will to subsist not thrive upon a upoi* staiJH tures. Liberal feeding anfl are absolutely essential to sJW sheep. £