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T 1 10 Tillo Ni A< <)N WEEKLY TELEGRAPH: TIT.SDAY NOVEMBER 17, JS^.-TWKLYK PAGES. SOUTUKUN SCENES. Sutprnu. Plantation Lit* An Georgia In tlic Olden Time. Written for the Macon Tsleuiuph. Cold and drenr was the aspect that greet- ed my eyes, as I sat upon the old draw bars by the horse lot, and gazed across the brown expanse of Blue Spring plantation. Wild gusts of wind swept the Helds at brief intervals, dying away in a melan choly sigh, and succeeded by a depressing stillness, during which the eddying rifts of golden leaves of the old china tree banked themselves in the fence jambs. In the west the sun was setting, the only sign of his august presence being the faint glow of the dark and dnll reddish tingo upon the hanks of gTey cloud that stretched across the hori- aou. Tho great pine woods to the eastward rose in shadowy gloominess, each bough and branch of the uilleHt trees fully out lined against the leaden sky. From tho northeast came a flock of wild ducks, flying high and directing their course toward the more genial feeding grounds toward tho southwest. Half a dozen cattle were stand ing in a crouching attitude in front of tho draw-bars, their rough coats looking all tho more shaggy from their drawn and pinched appearance. Now and then a yearling would blent in a peculiar whiniiig, long-drawn kind of way, and the mother ■would answer in a subdued, “moeo" that was a sad thing to hear. And the hogs were squealing plaintively, and, in fact, everything wore an aspect of desolation. While I was standing in the lane, think ing of the pitiablenesa of the nnimnls that must spend the night outside, I saw Uncle Mentor come out of the crib with a big bas ket of com on his shoulder. “Where you going?" I asked. “Gwine ter feed de fatt'nin’ hogs. Wan' ter go wi' me?” Of course I wonted to go. 80 away wo went, down by tho old persimmon tree to the potato patch, where a large num ber of plump hogs were rooting in the noft earth, or disporting themselves among the vines. Uncle Mentor began throwing the com right and left and calling, “Goo- oop, goo-ooy, pig-goop," in the monoto nous way he had, and here thoy come from every direction. Some would smell of the corn, then wheel about aud kick up their heels in a disdainful manner. “Dat’s dcs de way dey do. Er fat hog's do sassies ting in de vvorl'. Dey don’ squeal Dodder. An’ cf yo' let yo' hog squeal in de pen ’e sho' not to get fat. Look at dot ole sntty sow, da', she des too biggity fo’ any use. Nevoh min', ole lady; yo git fixed fo’ long.” Before we left the old man picked up several large “nigger-killers” and put them in his basket. “Gwine tor have roas’ tatcr temight, an’ ef yo come down ter my house I’ll tell yo' bourn er funny scrape ole man Dave an’ 'e boss, Mars' Roderick, got inter one night sorter lack dis.” After sapper I obtained permiasion to at tend the seance. When I reached the cabin Uncle Mentor was sitting on n bench busily engaged in mending a basket. I watched him as he dexterously twisted the long whiteoak spl ts into shape, humming his fu- vorite tune: “Oli. walk In. walk in. walk in I say, XVslk In de pa'lah ter heah de banjo play. Walk In de pa’lab ter beah de banjo ring. An’ watch de nlggah nngab w’ile ’e pick It on de string.” Before tho fire lay several big potatoes which from time to time he turned around so that they might be thoroughly cooked without scorching. “Now, tell mo abont the fire hunt, Uncle Mentor,” said I, with boyish impatience. “Fiah hunt, didn’ yo’ say? Ob, yes, well I done fo’got ’boat dut twel yo’ mentioned il. Go dere in de co’ner an’ feel in dat big gou’d, an’ yo’ fin’ some gronn’ peas w’at I done had seasonin’. Yes, dot waa er ha’d scrape, I toll yo’. Yo’ see ole man Dave *e wus Mars Uoderick’s fight him’ man. Ev’y wher’ one go do ad der go. Mars Boderick ’e wus de beateucs’ man ter fiah hunt yo’ evah heerd nv. ’E in de woods mo* all ue time, au’ Dave, ’e al’us went long wid ’e boss, ’o did, an’ ’e wus es good a* ’e bos* wus. I tell w’at ’e wus er good un. Mars Boderick ’e tuck’n built Dave er cabin ont on de roadside, erway fow de quntah, an’ Dave au’ ’e wifo livo out dere in grau’ style. But dey bu’nt u hole frough de back sticks of de chimbly an’ Dave kep sayin’ ’e gwine fix it, but ’c didn’t, on’ bime by dey bn’nt nuddor hole frough light side uv de fus oue, an’ neitler one wasn’t bigger’n au anger bole. “One ntgbt Mare Boderick an’ Dave, dey pu*s out in de woods on er fiah hunt, dey did : an’ do night waa duhk es pitch. By some menus dey rambled ’round twel dey Ic*’ de way, and dey wa’nt no stars to tell ’em wey dey wus, an’ Mars Boderick, ’e say •Dsve, wey yo’ reck’n we is?’ Dove, ’e so ■mart, ’o say, ‘W’y, boss, wo right hock nv de new gronn’, wey I been gitt’n hoa’ds.’ ‘No, we not,’ Mara llodcrick soy, ‘we must lie down close to de big flat wey I built do hag pen.’ F’om dat dey, got to orgy in’, nn’ las’ Dave’e say, ‘Boss, I know de way home, I got two big ole niggah killer tatoh» in do floh, an’ I’s hongrey, an’ ef yo’ ( des go de way I tell yo’ we be home in no time.’ Den dey starto<l off, an’ it ’gun to aortor mist er little. Las’ dey cum ter er tree w’at been fresh ent down, an’ dey bofo ‘membered dat it waa a rail tree at de back aide uv de new gronn’. Den dey bofe broke out in er laff, on’ ’greed dat dey was right, •u’ wasn’t mo’ dan er mile fom home. Don ■ley walked erlong right brisk. Mars Bod- anck kcepiu’ de light in de fiah-pan luov’in’ *1)001 ’hiud ’im so es ter shiue de deeah’s eye, ef > happen ter run ’pon one. Dey had’n’ walked mo’ dan er hnnd’cd yards w’en Mars Boderick ’o stop right short an’ reach ’* han’ ’round ao, an whispuh low and an’ easy to Dave, “Han’ me de gun. We right close tn de biggest ole back in de range.” Dave looked erheod, an’ sho’ nntf, right oat dare wus de eyeo, des es plain es day, an’ de deeab mus’ be mighty close ’case a eyes show wide erpa’L Mars Boderick, *e tuck de gun, *e did, an’ “bang" went de gun, an’ dem eyes dea Hew nil to pieces, an’ aomefin’ dea act up er squall dat yo’ could er heerd er ha’f a mile or mo’, an’ old Dave ’e broke off in de d’rection nr de racket dea er hollerin’ an’ say *Oh Lo’d, Mare Boderick, yo’ done lull Patsy, an’ mint my ’totem w’at I had er roas’ in, to' God! Mare Rod- crick, yo’ done kilt Patsy!’ Wen ’a dashed inter de cabin Patsy was up on der table er yellin’lack de Ole Nick. ‘Putney, Mare Boderick lay, ‘Wey yo’ hit?’ *Oh, Lo’d! Bom, I hit right yen in de head, an’ my brains is cornin' out.’ Ya! ya! ya! I can’ he'p but laff w'en I fink bout dat scrape. W’en dey got eT light, dey fonn' out dat Patay, fool lack, bad des lay down wid ’er head to de fiah, dea lack er niggah, an' de taUhs waa done cooked to er mush, an’ de fiah died down, an' Patay went tor sleep, an' was dea er snorin’ er way. Dave an’ Mare Boderick, dey wni ‘fooled 'bout wey dey was, and dey see de cgals nv fiah frough dem boles in de chinny, an’ dey fought dev wus de deeah’s eyes, an’ w’en Mare Boderick shot, ’* des scattered de coals, an’ ashes, an’ de aaf Utah all over de ole fool ornan, an’ hit’s er wondah da shot hand a, ter hit’er, but dey did’n’, an’ old Dave, ole cuss, ’e got so mad ’bout loain’ ’e TOM’ totoha twel ’e lack ter jump right on PaUy an’ larrup ’er good fashion bout it “Huh! w*y yo’ waa’ gone to Nap’s bouse. Open yc’ eye* V tek ilia roas’ Utah an’ git i om heuh, far’ hit’s bed time." Americas, Os., M. M. Poison. To the f»r jtoMin future, sweet We look for treasures, things untnM In richness, that will sometimes ((net Onr bspiw eyes ss we behold; Anil yet an apprehension hrimts Some slight conception ss of pain. Lest, with the wealth of future things, rair youtn may not return again. Within that annny realm of Joy, Where gather gifts of coming days. With hriUiaut srenes our eyes employ To quicken gladness, as we gaze; Yet some misgiving damps the thought. As sunshine gently yields to rain, As tf. in all the glory wrought, Young pride may nut exult again. In rich reality, so blight The future of our souls will know The ecstasies of pure delight That into ripe fruition tlow; But still a shade of doubt imparts Rome sense of bliss reversed to bane. I-est, in the raptures of our hearts, First love may not cntbrUl again. —Boston Journal. EXPERIENCE IN A HAREM. How Dr. Warren Came Near Cansing; a Divorce by Ills Politeness. Dr. Edward Warren, in his forthcoming book, “A Doctor's Experiences in Three Continents,” gives the following amusing account of his professional visita to a harem in Egypt, and the jealousy caused by his politeness to a fair patient: I came near being the cause of a divorce on one occasion, simply doing that which I considered to be domanded by the laws of common politeness. I was sent for by nn old bey of wealth and influence to visit the youngest of his foul wives—a hazel-eyed, voluptuous-locking Circassian—who suf fering from stomatites, produced by the use of henna, a substance in common use among tho women of Egypt for the staining of their nails, teeth, the soles of their feet, etc. I found her seated upon a divan, covered with a haburrnb, and os a special privilege I was permitted to introduce my hand beneath its folds and to feel her gums, prescribing to tho best of my ability, under these disadvantageous circumstances, I promised to return in a few days and bow ed myself out of the apartment. On my second visit, by some accident, I left my dragoman at home, and found, on my arrival at the Bey's residence, that ita master was absent. The eunuch received me very graciously, however, and conducted me to the apartment of his mistress, where I found the patient awaiting me. The fair invalid was unusually complaisant, ex pressing much pleasure at my visit, chat ting gayly about her malady, and gradually removing her veil until she had uncovered her entire face, which I thought perfectly right, as her mother was present, and as it enabled me to examine her gums, and to make a proper application to them. She then oracred coffeo anil cigarettes, which I accepted in the best Arabic that I Could master, and made myself as agreeable as possible, thongh not getting beyond a few conimnrplaco expressions token from the phrase-houk. I was delighted with the manner in which I had been entertained, and I departed, re- joicingtin tho conviction that I had mudo a good impression upon the invalid and had secured the family en permanence as friends and patrons. At an early honr on tho succeeding morn ing I received a message from the Bey to tho effect (hat his wife had gone to the country for n change of air, and the sum of fifty francs in return for my profession al services. Assured nt once that some thing wns wrong, 1 sent Achmcd around to present my compliments aud to ascertain tho difficulty. He soon returned looking os pale as a ghost, and frightened nearly ont of his wits. •Oh, doctor,” he exclaimed, na lie enter ed my, office, “the Bey is terribly angry with yon. lie is going to visit the Khedive to complain that yon lmvo insulted him, nnd to ask for retirees. He says that you shall be driven out of tho country for tho grout outrage that you have perpetrated in his house on yesterday. You are in serions trouble. I am sorry that I was not with you." “I was os polito and respectful an possi ble on yesterday. I conducted myself as a gentleman and a physician in every way, Of what does the old fool complain? ' “He says that you have violated the Mo hammedan law—that yon have offered an insult to the religion and the customs ol tbe country, and he swears by the beard of the Prophet that yon shall be pnnished for it. He has already pnnished his wife.” “Punished his wife? What does it all mean T" His wifo uncovered herself before you, did sho not?" Yes, hut I had nothing to do with her nncovering herself. She did it of her own volition. What have I done, I should like to know?" “You looked nt her face; yon saw her mouth and the back of her head.” “Of course, but how could I help seeinf; her fuce and head when she uncovered them 1 As for her month, it is what I wanted to see. Was there any crime in aeeing what waa before my eyes—in looking nt what I was sent for to treat?” “Yea, Doctor, according to the Mohamme dan btw it was a crime to look at them, and capecially at her month and bead. Yon have dcttlcd her by gazing at them, and have placed your life even at the mercy of her husband." “A crime to look at her face! Defiled by seeing her month and head! What was I to do when she uncovered herself and ex posed thorn to my view?" “It was your solemn duty to turn your bock upon her and then widk to the corner of the room and hold your face until she bail re-covered herself. That is what onr law nnd customs demnnd under such circum stances; and it is for not doing that precise thing that the old man is nugry and U go ing to report yon to bis highness.” “Well, let him report ns soon as he pleas ure highness has lived in Christian countries, and he knows that to turn one’s back on a lady is an offense that no gen tleman would think of committing, lam not in the least alarmed. Bat yon say be ban punished his wife. Wbatnaaho done to her?" “Oh, yes, he has punifhed her. I heard both her and her mother wailing, and tbe eunnch told me that tbe Bey had said to her, 'I dirorce yon,’ twice, and had ordered her to her country place on probation for six months, when he would decide whether or not he would make tbe divorce absolute, repeating it the third time. Nothing bnt the prayers of her mother has prevented him from divorcing her at once and abso lutely." “Then come with me; I will pey him a visit, and, after having explained my con duct, having shown him ss a Christian and a gentleman that I could not turn my back on a lady, I will intercede for the poor wo- more to he compared to that of an Oriental than a mustard seed to a pumpkin. The old bey waa as suave and obsequious as if 1 had been the Khedive himself. Although he would have been pleased to throw me in to the Nile, he actunlly embraced me, aud declared that he and his.bonsehold were my friends nnd slaves. As we sipped our cof fee together I made Achmed explain that, never having lived in a Mohammedan coun try before, 1 was .ignorant of its customs, and that iu Christian lands it was regarded a breach of civility to turn one’s hack up on n lady, especially the wife of agreat man nnd an esteemed friend. Ue professed to he more than satisfied, nnd begged mo never to think of tho occurrence ngaiu. nnd vowed that no other physician should ever cross his threshold while 1 remained in tho country. I then tried to pnt in n word for lire wife but, while he smiled, bowed, and looked the very picture of amiability, he told Ach- ined in Tutkisb, knowing that 1 did not on- dem’.and the language, that if another word was said concerning his harem, or if I was informed of the threat he waa then rnuking, he (Achmcd) should receive the kourbashe and be seut to the Soudan, a region which iu Egypt is placed upon the same plane with the ■'bottomless pit," both ns regards climate and a billet de relonr.” I could learn nothing respecting the fate of the unfortunate wife, nnd I never saw or heard of the Bey again while I remained in It se soems that with many women the mouth and the back of the head are the piece* de resistance, and that the face is veiled for the especial purpose of guarding their features against masculine observa tion, this exposure being regarded ns the it/iima (Aide of pollution, especially if the woman he a wife. FAIR KNITTERS OF STOCKINGS. The Latest Fashionable Caprice of Pretty Society Girts. Philadelphia Sews. Fashionable girls in Philadelphia are en thusiastic just now about knitting stock ings. Time they formerly spent iu calling or novel reading in now devoted to manu facturing the cutest kind of dainty silk stockings of various colors nnd sizes, marked with charming clocks iu silver or gold thread. Many of them have forgot ten, for the timebeing, their stupid but pic turesque poodles; have nlmost discarded afternoon drivea through the licau: ifnl av enues of Fniriuount Park, and have become experts in judging silk threads, for pa tience and tlmo are required to match deli cate shades in shops, and caution is neces sary to get right qualities. Theso maidens who knit because they like it, not for hard cash, seldom sew alone, for “knitting cir cles" are part of the programme, ahd theso gatherings are not surpassed as gossiping centres, at least so rumor hath it, by tho most ancient of church sewing meetings. A Daily News reporter was favored with a glimpse of one of these charming gather ings, and the vision was almost os gorgeous ns tho dream of an Oriental harem. Gath ered aronnd a low table in n Walnut street drawing-room were five fashionable maid ens, dressed in dainty, loose wrappers of figured satin, plying their tiny needles with the grace of fairies. In charmingly uncon ventional attitudes they sat, for they thought they were alone, and one lovely brnnette half reclined on a sofa nndcr n hanging silver lamp, on ideal of womanly- beauty, as her luxuriant hair fiowed, nn- conftned, over her shoulders, and tho eyes of her grim ancestors in stately oil paint ings above her head, for the party wns at her home, looked down upon her. Ten snowy hands picked np tho silken stitches ns quickly as experienced operators could have done; tbon bright eyes danced with fun os five tongues chattered, all at once, and tho stockings gradually lengthened. Fine stockings they were—nothing poor in their quality, workmanship, or tasteful colors. Some were light blue, one 'was pink and one was cream color. Of course A .MINING ACCIDENT. An Explosion of Giant 1’otvder Imprisons 300 Men. Dram, Coi.., November 14.—A dispatch to the Associated Press from Silver Cliff re ports that an explosion of ginnt powder occurred last ovening in tho boiler-room of tho Bull Domingo mine. The building took jilt anti the flames communicated to the shaft house and to the timbers ht the en trance to tho mine, cutting off the means of escape of the men iu the lower levels. Hundreds of men soon gathered at the scene to assist in quenching the fire, and to rescue the imprisoned miners. After work ing all night nnd this morning, the flitmes were extingnished aud the debrin cleared from the mouth of the shaft. Mr Armstrong, the foreman, was then lot down by ropes about 100 feet. Ho found the shaft filled with debrin. At this hour hopes are entertained that the imprisoned men are still alive in the drift nt tho 550-foot level. Over 300 men are at work trying to save them. Tho loss to tho company on buildings nnd machinery is about $50,000. Denver, November 14.—A later dispatch from Silver Cliff says: At 5 p. in. Foreman Armstrong wns let down to the 550 feet level. He found ten men, all death Five of them hntl climbed eighteen feet from the bottom of the shaft to the drift, nnd there died. The bodies were found in the mouth of the drift. The other five hud died at the drills in the face of the drift. Mach indignation is felt towards the su perintendent, nnd there is strung talk of lynching him by tho miners, who accnse him of crimimd negligence in keeping giant powder in the boiler room. It seems now that tho fire originated in tho roof of the building, and it portion of tho burning roof fell into the boiler room nnd on the giant powder, which exploded, blowing n hole in the boiler and dislocat ing tho machinery, so that everything stopped’nt once. But men could have been drawn from the mine if the machinery could have been kept running notwithstanding that the building was on fire. On one was seriously injured by the explosion in the building, but the engineer amt several others were stunned nnd bruised. Engineer Chamberlain was standing at his engine, trying to make it work, whon ho wns surrounded by the flames and was carried away by friends. Hundreds of citizens of ltositn, Silver Cliff and Oncerida worked till night Inst night nnd nil day to-day endeavoring to resene the miners, nnd hundreds are there now helping to get the bodies ont of the mine. Everything is done by hand, ns the ma chinery is destroyed. The sad calamity has cast a gloom over the community such as was never known before. One Million Specimen Copies Free If you wish to examine tho paper, sond your full name and address to tho publishers. Published Weekly. Circulation 350,000 copies. Only $1.75 a year. Now Subscriptions sent nt once, with $1.75, will Include the. paper FItEE from the time tlic subscription Is received to Jan. 1,1880, and a full year’s inbxcripUon from that date, mention Ibis Paper. Address PERRY MASON & CO., Publishers, 41 Temple Place, Boston, Maas, HIS LAST CIGAR. How Hon. Chauncoy M. Depew Stopped .Smoking a Dozen Years Ago. Albany Journal. That genial humorist, able lawyer, adroit S nlitician and eloquent speaker, the Hon. hauncey M. Depew, was in Albany yester day attending the meeting of the New York Central stockholders. Meeting n friend, tho tender of a cigar to Mr. Depew recalled an interesting reminiscence, which we give in Mr. Depew's words. Said he: “I was a confirmed smoker, smoking twenty cigars a day np to about a dozen years ago; when I gave np the habit. I now- do not use tobacco. Twelve or tbirteo years ago I fonnd myself suffering from in digestion, with wakeful fits nt night, ner vousness and inability to snbmit to mnch mental strain. I was in the city of Albany one day and bonght a twenty-five-cent Par- toga. I was walking np Broadway, and at the comer of State street I took the cigar out of my mouth aud looked at it, I had smoked about an inch of it. A thought ■track me. I bad been reading a German savant's book, on the nnhsalthfulness of tlie use of tobacco. I looked at my cigar and said: “Yon are responsible for this , ... . . mischief.” I threw that Partaga into the their shape was perfection, for were they gutter, nnd resolved not to smoke again. nni in Kn ll.i.m lie tl.n IffUinsn'l .. . ’ ° The Cry is, Still they Cornel NEW GOODS BY EVERY STEAMER. Just received latest novelties in Velvets, Plain, Brocaded and Two-Toned NEW SILKS ! NEW DRESS GOODS. We are now prepared to show tho finest lino of Under wear in the city for Ladies’, Children’s nnd Men’s Wear. Tho sale of these goods has been immense this season, necessitat ing tho doubling of our first orders and extensive additions to our already largo variety. New Towels in Plain and Fancy Styles. New Napkins and Doylies. New Damasks in White and Colored just opened and offered at attractive prices. Now Hosiery for Ladies’, Misses’ and Gents, in all the latest styles. Ladies’ Silk Hose in Black and Colored at ex tremely low prices. The largest line of Silk Handkerchiefs in Macon. Beau tiful styles and great variety of prices. Immense stock of Embroidered Hemstitched and Plain Linen Handkerchiefs at prices that astonish and delight the purchasers. , CARPETS. Great additions the past week in fine nnd medium grades. Our sales immense, and shipments to other cities numerous. Sweeping reductions for balance of season. Respectfully, J. W. RICE & CO., Triangular Work,il.Vm not to be worn by the knitters? AN EMPEROR'S GIFT. “All right, your excellency; I think that is the best course to puisne.’’ I drove st once to the house of the Bey, where I was met by the eunuch with many aalaams, professions of friendship, and the assurance that bis master was not at home. "That is all right,” said I, slipping a ten- franc piece into his itching palm. “I will await his return." I waa immediately invi ted into the house, given a cup of coffeo and a pipe, and overwhelmed with politeness, while the master waa prodocsl after so brief a delay aa to assure me that be had been at home sll the time. Talk about French politeness! It is no Francis Joti'i.li, of Austria, Honors a Lit tle Montgomery Girl. Montgomery Advertiser, November 0. An Advertiser reporter yestertlay saw a beautiful niece of jewelry which has an in teresting history; it is not likely that there U another auch iu America. It is a present from the Emperor of Austria to a little child here in the city. In design it is a four-leaf clover in gold, with u lovely dinmond dew- drop in its centre. Upon its buck is this inscription, engraved in the moat tasty manner: “From his Imperial Majesty, Em- C ror Francis Joseph I, to Churlotte Pol- t; Ischl, lHth August, 1885.” From Mr. Ignatins Poliak, the little girl's father, an acuonnt of the imperinl gif t is ob tained. Mrs. Poliak spent last summer at the famous Alpine resort, Ischl. The Aus trian Emperor was there at tho same time. The 18th of Augnst waa little Charlotte's sixth birthday. Her annt, without Mrs. Poliak's knowing it, remembering that the 18th waa also Uie Emperor’s birthday .wrote a note of congratulation from the child os n little American girl on her sixth birthday to the Emperor on bis fifth-fourth, anti signed it simply “Charlotte.” Tho note was accompanied by a small bunch of flow ers. Nothing was heard of the modest tribute of regard until eight dure afterward, when the Emperor's master of ceremonies called upon Mrs. Poliak nnd in the name of his sovereign presented the beautiful token already described. Ue told the lady that when the Emperor came across the simple note and bnnch of flowers from au Ameri can child in the files of presents he was sc struck with its sincerity and disinterested ness tlmt he shed tears, and directed that the child's fall name be obtained und her self songht ont in order Hint his thanks might he retained along with a memento of his esteem. BYE-BYE, PAPA. A Chilli Killed While llhlitlnx Her Father ’ Good-bye. A Jersey City special says: Little Mnmia Lyman, the five-year-old daughter of Mr. Michael Lyman, a young laboring man, No. 444 Henderson street, was killed nn Satur day night while enthnsiaaticolly bidding her father good-night. The Lymans live on the fourth floor of a tenement. Mr. Lyman started out to make some purchases, and little Mamie, aa had been her habit, leaned ont of tbe window to throw a kiss st her papa and say good-bye. As her father ■topped from the front door she excitedly waved her hand and cried, “Bye-bye, naps.” He returned the signal, and she delighted at the recognition, waved her hand more vigorously. Suddenly she utter ed a cry and clutched at the window milL The next instant she fell almost at her father's feet. The tittle one waa terribly crashed. She waa picked np unconscious atid carried to her parents' room, where abe died an hoar later. I hale tha bi*. oM Caahionnl pill.: By .low rinrv they downward wend. And often paoM, or upward tend; With sack dheumfurt are they fraught. Tlutr food rCacta earnout to naught Now. Dr. nan prepare, a pill That tart exactly flUTtho MU— A Fatlrt. rethar. that i. aU- A plaannt Pargatire, and unnlt; Jaat try theta it you feel thalr need. YonTl had that I apeak truth. Indeed. For six months I suffered the torments of the damned. I wanted to smoke, hut I resolutely refused. My appetite meanwhile twos growing better, my sleep was growing sounder, nnd I conld do more work. I did not smoke up to two or three years ago. After I hnd worked for seventeen hoars con tinuously ono day, late at night I thonghCT would try a cigar as a soothing influence, lit a cigar. It wits delicious. I enjoyed tho aroma of tho smoke and the pleasure of the cigar more than I con say. The next day I smoked four cigars and the next two. fonnd tho nse of tobacco was affecting my physical system, and I stopped it entirely and have not commenced again, and proba bly never shall." sir. Depew's genial face, his merry langh and Ills vigorous appetite drive away any suspicion one might entertain that he over wus u victim of dyspepsia or its common inrent, the tobacco habit. Mr. Depew, we relieve, is the only American of note, except ing General Grant, who is known to hnve lmd the strength of will to break off amok ing at a moment's wanting nnd without moment's hesitation or delay. Only nn in veterate smoker Who has bail the experience can appreciate the grit required to success fully pass through it. A .MIRACULOUS FEAT. Two Men Drive Over a ilallroail Track and Bridge* Without Accident. A Milwaukee, Win., special says: A spe cial from Columbus, this State, says that lost night a farmer living a tew miles from town, who occasionally comes in and gets very elevoted, performed an exploit worthy f record. The night was as dark as Embus, anil at about 2 a. ni., accompanied by boon companion, the two start ed for ont of town with a horse and buggy. At the Ludington’ street crossing of the Chicago, Milwaukee and HL l’aul track the home wns tnrneu on tbe track, and was driven a mile and a half eastward thereon, to the first highway crooning. The feat was accomplished without accident, althongh the route lay over the iron railway bridge over the Crawfish, with a 00-foot span, which is nnpUnked, the horse haring only the cross-ties and guard-rails, each having an 8-inch face to walk npon. The tracks of the home, which waa shod only in front, were plainly traced across tbe bridge, showing that the carefnl animal hod stepped on the ties abont half way crass, anil t non hod walked on a guard rail the rest of ihc way. Two culverts and two two cuttle-guard* were passed over in the same way, one of the wheels of ihu baggy running between the nils and tbe other just outside. ( Georgia Patent.. Mr. II, N. Jenkins, solicitor of patents, Washington, D. C., officially reports to the Tklkokaph the following complete list of patents granted Georgia inventors for the week ending November 10, 1885: J. B. Armstrong, F. E. Beane anil Rufus Carter A Co., Augusta, shutter-worker; M. Hen drick. Jackson, plow; L. D. Monroe and O. Wiggins, Morgan, cultivator; same parties, combined cotton seed planter and fertilizer distributer; J. H. Alexander, Augusta, label; W. H. Whitehead, Waycroas, label. Wlirnre Cornea the Name of Soeotloutf It Is dartred from two Orerk word. •tKDtfllmf “to prewrre the Dith;" sad Itdreemo IU till*, far than U no pmwrmtion which will do this aw rapidly, aurety sad platrentti. The com sumption of Bozo Excelsion Cotton Gin I W P Q < >* IS STILL MANUFACTURED BY Massey Cotton Grin Works! NEAR MACON, GEORGIA ’ Feeders and Condensers always on hand Old gins repaired at short *notice nnd cheap. Send for circulars and pnees to Massey Cotton Gin Works, Macon, Georgia. jun7snn.twGm u NOW IS THE TIME ! Don’t Waste Yonr Money on Third-Class Machinery. Thousands wasted every year by not coming to Head quarters to buy Machinery. OVER FIFTY ENGINES SOLO. Como and read what tho planters say about them. Wo can show tho strongest certificates of tho best planters in Georgia. The repairs on fifty Engines arc nominally noth ing. Tho simplest, strongest and most durable Engines in the United States. M. J. HATCHER <& CO. General Agents. CLOTHING AND HATS ESTABLISHED IN 1885. Winsliip & Callaway, 120 Second Stbef.t, Extend a generul invitation to tho public to cull and sec their extensive stock of First-Class Clothing and Hats forGents and Boys now oponing for the fall and winter trad them an early call. enta Give