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Banks County Gazette. VOL I.—NO. 20. over and over again. Over and over r egain. No matter which way I turn, I cl way a find in the book of life Some letter I have to learn. I must take my turn at the mill, l must trrind out the golden grain, l must work at my task with a resolute will Over and over again. We cannot measure the need Of oven the tiniest flower. Nor check the flow of the golden sands That run through a single hour; But the morning dews must fall, And the sun and the summer rain Must do their part, and perform it all Over and over again. Over end ovc>r again Tiie brook through the meadows flows, And over and over again The ponderous mill wheel goes; Ouce doing will not suffice, Though doing ho not In vain; And b easing falling us once or twioe May come if we try aguin. The path that has once been trod Is never so rough to the feet, And the lesson we ones have learned Is never so hard to repeat. Though sorrowful tears must fall. And the heart to its depth be driven With storm and tempest, we need them all To render us meet for heaven. —Josephine Pollard. A Viscount Who Plays the Organ. One of the most remarkable specta cles one sees in London is that of a man playing a barrel organ through the streets. He i3 sometimes accom panied by his wife, who gathers the pieces of money contributed by au ditors. The organ 'is a particularly good one; it must have cost a small fortune, for it has five cylinders and discourses fifty tunes. But the most remarkable feature of all is the placard surmounting the organ and announc ing that the man playing the instru ment is the son of an earl, compelled by parental harshness to cam hi3 liv ing. The placard speaks truiv, for this eccentric person is the Viscount Hin ton, son of a noble earl. This eccentric individual quarreled with his father fourteen years ago, and since then lias led a life of vicissitude. He first took to vocalism in the Ism don music hails, and enjoyed fair suc cess until finally his voice failed him and he had to adopt other means for a livelihood. It occurred to him to turn troubadour. He secured a fine barrel organ on credit and proceeded to tour tiie highways and byways of the me tropolis. His two children were adopt ed by the dowager Duchess of Cleve land; the sou is subaltern in the Welsh fusileers and '.the daughter it at school.—Eugene Field in Chicago News. Exf-rciso aud Reason. Massage is a form of exercise for the very weak, but it must, as soon as the patient is able, be supplemented by voluntary exercise. What .does a per fect system of physical exercise pro pose? Nothing short, of physical re generation of the entire body. A per fect system will ostabh.h the essential condition which will insure correct mid vlg rous circulation of the blood and a thorough sewerage of tiie body by exhalation through the pores of • the skin. Exercise promotes a good appetito, but again reason is called upon to rule the throne. Many persons insist upon stuffing themselves way beyond the rational demands of a sound appetite or the ability of the* sy-fem at any time to eliminate through the natural chan nels. —Jenness-MUier Magazine. H Had a Wide Margin for Gratitude. Of the late Bishop Amos the follow ing anecdote is told While presiding over a certain conference in the west a member began a tirade against the universities and education, thanking God that he had never been corrupted by contact with a college. After pro ceeding thus for a few minutes the bishop interrupted him with the qnos tion, “Do I understand that the brother thanks God for his ignorance?” “Well, yes,” was the answer; "you can put it that way if you want.” “Well, all I have to say, ” said the bishop, in his sweet musical tons- "ail I have to say Is that the broth; r lias a good deal to thank God for."—Baptist Where- She Would Ueturn Tu. She was a reel nice old lady, but she got mad win n sin- approached the ticket office at the narrow gauge ferry and said. “Give me a return ticket ” “Where to." inquired Morris Kern, the ticket*agent." “Why, to 1; re Where else do you suppose 1 wan! to return?" said flier n. o. 1.. a> her eyes snapped (ire. and “Grandpa" Kern handed her out a r<>- turn ticket to Oakland ami raked in two bits. San 1 nuicisco (.'all. c;n> The word Gin- ;>\v in Gaefic signifies a gray smith if has hence been ill /erred that ;t p< iron of this description, eminent in hi ; pr.-fission, had taken up bis residence in the place, and that in compliment to hi.a it had received this nme Oile rs.'oppose t hat us the word also signifies a dark glen, it alludes to the glen at the east end of the church, where tiie cell of St. Keutigern stood. —Exchange. Now is the winter of our discontent. SLEEPING ON THE GO. Why the Lot of a Country Doctor Is Not Exactly a Betf of OaSodils. ‘Yes.” said the doctor, whipping up his horse- it was a sprinter—until the light buggy bounded over the stones of the country road like a freight train on the sleepers It was night, and the lanteri! swinging underneath only made the darkness ahead seem more opaque than ever “Yes, the life of a country doctor is what you might call a picnic in G minor. It is a cake with more spice than plums, for it has more vari ety to tiie square inch than any other pursuit that it has ever been my for tune to encounter. “I have been riding about this coun try for twenty-two years, and have what you might call a pretty extensive practice. 1 attend about everything in the two counties, from chilblains to childbirth. I am the medical foster father of the present generation any where within twenty miles of my home. 1 have closed the eyes and, I trust, eased the pains of some thousands of good people. Many of my constituency do not know my name. I am simply 'The Doctor’ to them. Bad debts? Well, 1 don’t know. I never did keep boobs. But if I had got a dollar for every professional visit that I have made 1 would bo about eight times richer than I am. “1 am on the go eighteen hours out of the twenty four and seven days in the week. Tiie rest of my time I have for rest and recreation. But a doctor does not need the sleep of other people 1 I always keep five horses in the stable and change off several times a day. I am a hard driver. When a horse goes lame or breaks down i put him out to pasture. If the breakdown is a bad one 1 sell the animal and buy a fresh one. Sometimes I drop asleep sitting bolt upright in my buggy, while my horse brings me to the stable of his own accord. “I try to keep awake, because it is not safe to sleep that way, but there are times when I would sleep if I was riding straight into the teeth of hostile artillery. I simply cannot keep awake. Considering that there are three busy coal railroads arid a canal within a fur long of my house the luxury of sleep ing ou the go is extremely hazardous, yet I have ridden for miles on the tow path with the canal not six inches from my buggy wheels on one side and the Lehigh fiver net six inches on the other. I have done it at night, too. Never had a tumble? Oh, yes, I have. Some pretty bad ones. But I aui not dead yet, as you see, and on the whole I have had remark ably good luck. “That lantern between the wheels has saved roe many a journey. People see it coming, know tiiat it means the doctor, and run out lo intercept inn. It isn’t every one who can swing a lantern that way. If you were to try to do without learning the secret of it tiie lantern would go out before you had gone ten rods. "Some day I shall get old and use less and sell out my practice and retire. But 1 fear I will have to be very old and extremely good for nothing. Or else, perhaps, 1 shail pitch out on my head some night and get my quietus that way Then there will be a splen did chance for some young doctor. “But until one or the other contin gency arises the young doctors have got to whistle for patients in my baili wick, I tell you. I iove my business, it is wife and child to me. Arid I pro pose to remain monarch of all I survey as long as my eves can see the horse’s flank and my good right hand can iioid the reins. There’s a strong bit of pride about me if I am only a country doctor, and 1 am going to do the doc toring of tliis countryside if I have to do it for nothing, because when I do it I know it is being dona just right.”— New York Herald. lllibber for Leather Shoes. There is one method of using rubber for the protection of tiie feet from dampness which seems to be without objection, and has lately been applied very acceptably to walking shoes. It consists of the insertion of a single lay er of pmv rubber gum between the outer aud inner soles, affording ample protection against moisture from that dir-. Hon. it is imperceptible in weight or bulk, does not heat the foot or cause it to perspire, and is of slight expense. —Good Housekeeping. Load Your Horn© Light. Be careful of your load. Do not ask lie horse to draw the load of two. What pleasure can there be in going to ride when at every step the beast has to tug like a dray horse? There ure few American roads where the or dinary horse can draw easily more than two persons at a trot. Two horses for four persons. I say; else I would rather walk. —New York Weekly. I’aris of Speech. “Now, Johnny, you know what a noun is, do you ?” “Yoth, urn." “What is Jerusalem?” “An ejaculation, uram.”—Harper’ll Bazar. lIOMEII, BANKS COUNTY, GEORGIA,WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 1890. Dr. Tr.lmage’* First Cigar. The time came in tuv bovhoc l when ! thought I c I,ld - 1 Eke." My ;u - instincts .minded i: i h u;r people were op-.. ‘d to ih Vh •guia weed. :;d inimstrra wh-j vislte us ' whiffed their pipe* on the back stoop. I become possess- -d of this cents and inv.-.-u 1 in a cigar. I was completely mi..shod with mv self and the world when, patting it t my kps in a quiet spot, I applied n lighted lucifer to it. It did not bum well somehow, and required hard puff ing to keep it alight. Ail my powers of suction were necessary, but Omnia vin cit labor I heard my elder bro.lters say in Uieir Latin lessons, and I pulled away. Wien I passed along the vPlage street the pavements seemed to rock and I felt I was on the wrong s : de. Then I crossed over and still felt on the wrong side. • A boy came along and asked me why I looked so pale. I said I was not look ng pale, but that lie looked pale. Then I sat down under the bridge and began to think of the uncertainty of life. I had smoked only one-fourth of the cigar and could smoke no more, though I tried to liavo the value of mv three cents. 1 got home late, and father and mo ther were alarmed at my appearance. I did not tell them of the cigar, as I did not want them to think their son was a reprobate, but said I felt miser able at the pit of my stomach. Then I was put to bed, mustard plasters were applied, and after three or four hours I forgot my sickness in sleep.— Dr. Talmago in New York Journal. Tips from tha Razor. It has come to such a pass that a a man of moderate income reluctantly resigns himself to the expensive luxury of a shave in a barber shop. The growth of the pernicious feeing system makes the barber shop an unhappy stopping place for a modest man who thinks that twenty-five cents is a sufficient expenditure. The moment one enters tiie shop insuperable hints remind him that he is not expected to get out without feeing somebody. The brush boy makes a grab for his hat and insists upon hanging it upon a peg. The barber spends infinite pains upon the unhappy subject. Ho asks in tones irf tender interest whether the razor is harsh, whether the hair should be parted’ one-tenth of oil inch higher or lower, and a hundred other ques tions designed to show what an interest he takes in his customer. Then he presses with a clinging pressure the check into the hand of the miserable victim, and looks dispiritedly at his hand if a coin is not left behind. Before half out of the chair the vic tim is attacked savagely by a brush in the hands of the shop boy, and when tiie miserable man has paid for his shave lie finds the boy blocking up the door with his hat in hand. Pure simuie coerces a fee. A barber shop with a rale forbidding fees could not accommodate its custom ers in a building as largo as t' e post office. —New York Telegram. Certainly Extraordinary. | The publication of rulings by the i secretary of the interior department I upon pension eases contains a remark : able tale told in the application for a i pension by a claimant residing in Illi nois. lie made oath that at the battle of Shiloh. April C, 180,2, being on the skirmish line, a cannon ball cut off the iiiub of a tree, which fc-U upon his back, crushing him to the ground. While lying there ji Confederate sol dier rushed upon him and bayoneted him in the neck. lie was sent home, and there re mained for ten months. He rejoined his regiment in March, 1863. Before Jackson, Miss., lie was again on the skirmish line, when a shell cut. off the limb of a tree, which foil upon him, bearing him to the ground, and once again a Confederate soldier appeared, plunged a bayonet into his neck and retired. Before a special examiner, sent out to investigate this strange story, the claimant stolidly adhered to his declaration. The assistant secretary naively in dorsed this as “an extraordinary story, and a tax upon human credulity, espe cially as not an officer or comrade had even hoard of his being wounded.”— Cor. Indianapolis Journal. Something Left Out. It was a sign reading, “Paint.” No one could mistake it for “express” or “to rent.” It was tacked on the door, and one could read the word across the street. And yet a man walked up, read the sign, opened the door and blurted out: “Hang it! Look at that daub of paint on my sleeve!” “But didn't you see the sign?” asked the proprietor. “(•)f course i did.” “Then you should have been care ful.” “Careful! Careful! How did I know whether you had paint to sell, or had painted your door? Blast you, sir, it might mean paint cn your roof for all 1 knew.”—Detroit Free Press Provhtantlal. -iOur Puritan ancestors were strongly inclini 1 to refer every occurrence to an overruling providence. They were not wrong in theory, but the practice of calling in frequent special interposi tions rather confused the idea of be neficent natural law. The old view is brought out in a story told of John Eliot, the apostle to the Indians. He was as ready to do liis white neighbors aigood turn as to labor for the spiritual Welfare of the savages. Indeed, he was thought by some to be too gen emus. Ills salary was often distributed for the relief of his needy neighbors so soon after the period at which it was received that before another pay clay arrived his own family were straitened fir ! ho comforts of life. One clay the parish treasurer, when called' upon by Mr. Eliot for the salary due, put it into a handkerchief, and tied the ends of the handkerchief in as many hard knots as he could, in order to prevent tiie pastor’s giving away the money before lie got home. The good man received his handker chief and took leave of the treasurer. Ho immodiately went to the house of a sick and necessitous family. On en tering he gave them his blessing, and told them tiiat God had sent them 6omo relief. The sufferers, with tears of gratitude, welcomed their pious benefactor, who, with moistened eyes, began to untie the knots in his handkerchief. After many efforts to get at his money, and impatient at the perplexity and delay, he gave the handkerchief and ail the money to the mother of the family, saying with a trembling accent, “Here, thy dear, take it; I believe the Lord de signs it all for you.”—Youth’s Com panion. A Solemn Thought. Did you ever stop and think while reading tho morning paper that the next day’s issue might contain your obituary? A cheerful thought, but the suddenness of death might well set us all thinking. Our tenure of life Is about as frail as the hold of an apple on the bough when the wind is blow ing. There is no use getting frightened about it, either. If the apple is going to fail, pray heaven it may be ripe and sound to the very coiv; that is all that is essential. There lias been lots of , sunshine for us all wherein to grow sweethearted and mellow if wo havo not willfully interposed our own shadows to hinder the process. And all tho storms tiiat iiavo beaten us, and the gales that have rocked us, and the very frosts that liavo nipped u3 now and then have been pursuing that strange alchemic process whereby juices are made-sweet- and fiber soft ened and enriched if we have but been concent to grow tho way fate chose to have us grow. Then what matter what hour the swift breeze comes tiiat detaches us from the bough? Oniy a puff, a fall and a silence, and then ? —Chicago Her ald. Dr. First Toothache. My first attack of toothache is one of my strongest recollections. I recall the tears I shed, the throbbing pain, and how 1 cried ail night. Then the only dentist we ever heard of, the vil lage doctor, was called. At tiie sight of his forceps the tooth ache stopped. I could not see tne necessity of removing a painless tooth and told him so. But ho talked sooth ingly and introduces his forceps. They could hardly enter for the howls I was emitting. The touch of the cohl steel on my gums made the flesh creep. Then the doctor, whom I thought a cruel wretch, held my head tight against his knee. There was a wrench as if my head was being pulled off. i was (filed with wrath and thought of how I would have it out with the doctor when I became a man. Then was another w-reneh which I seemed to feel to tiie solos of my foot, as if every bone was being wrenched out of its socket, and tiie doctor held the bleed ing molar in the forceps.—Dr. Talmage in New York Journal. The Interest of Fifty-five Years. A client went to bis lawyer and said that he had reason to believe that his father, who had been dead several years, had left money in the Bieecker Street Savings bank. The lawyer made an investigation and found that his client’s father had an account there. It was opened away back in 1830. Four years afterward he evidently in tended to close it, for he drew out all the money deposited except §lO. This £lO had been there since 1334, and had never been touched. The claimant proved his identity, and the bank paid over the money. llow much do yon suppose it was? Four hundred and sixty-six dollars. The §466 was the in terest which had accumulated since 1884.—Interview in New York Star. The United States has taken the lead hi tiie production of great dictionaries the English language, as well as in ■ publication of illustrated luagazinc ..i the first class. | A LOCOMOTIVE’S HEADLONG RUSH. Down a Mountain, Through a Boat, and Into Sixty Feet of Water. One of the most thrilling and startling accidents ever happening in the annals of railroad accidents in this city oc curred at the Iron Mountain railroad incline at West Memphis, when a loco motive engine dashed under a full head of steam down the steep track, crashed tiirough u transfer boat, and plunged info the Mississippi river where the water is sixty feet deep. At 8:45 o'clock in the morning the through train from St. Louis arrived at the west bank of the Mississippi. One half of the coaches had been run onto j the transfer boat, and tiie locomotive had returned for tiie remainder, when i the remaining coaches were seen uiuv : ing down the incline. Someone yelled i to the engineer of the locomotive on ! the incline tha t there was danger of a col i lision. The affrighted engineer jumped | from his engine, which began to move j rapidly down the incline. He tried to j catch and bring it to a stop, seeing no j cause for danger, but it was too late. The speed of the engine was accelerated by the steam and steepness of the grade. Like lightning it sped down the track. Few on the boat saw the mad rush of the abandoned locomotive, but these were paralyzed with fear. There was danger of the engine leaving the track at tho junction of the incline track and that ou tho boat. In case of this the immense mass of iron would have prob ably dashed into the coaches on the boat with their mass of human freight. No power on earth could stop tiie head long rush of the abandoned engine. Like a meteor it rushed along tho track. The spectators expected it to leave the track on its entry on the boat, but tiie locomotive dashed tiirough tiie steamer over its stern and plunged into tho water. A plunge, a deafening roar of dis turbed water, a hissing noise of escap ing steam, and the immense mass of iron went down to the bottom of the river, and in an instant the water was as smooth as glass. Those who wit nessed the thrilling scene breathed a sigh of relief when they realized that only chance had averted a terrible ca tastrophe. —Memphis A vaianche. Extend the Present System. What remains to be done? In the first place, it is necessary to demonstrate to tiie people the practicability and the j fairness of the reform methods, for j therein rest its maintenance and extern ! sion. In the second place, every effort should be made from year to year to obtain appropriation sufficient to enable the-ei vil service commission to carry on their work successfully; In the third place, we must seek the ex tension of the system by executive act, which can reach almost every branch that it is desirable to bring within the law, and strive also by some practical scheme to take the fourth class port masters out of politics. It is utterly impossible to apply to fourth class postmasters, even if it were desirable, the system of competitive examinations, but it is quite possible to take them out of politics, and to that end every effort now should bo direct ed, for with tho removal of the 57,000 fourth class postoffices from politics the old system of patronage will bo prac tically at an end.—Henry Cabot Lodge in Century. Dividing tho Fees. The table waiters in some of the res taurants and hotels of this city have adopted a custom whicli has been in vogue for a long time among their con freres in Paris, which astounded a New Yorker who was made aware of it while at one of tho restaurants of Paris not long ago. The elegantly dressed waiter who brought him the dainty viands told the New Yorker that the waiters there put into one box all tho fees which they procure each day from their customers, and that tho sum total in this treasury is evenly divided among them at night. “But,” the New Yorker asked, “can you always trust all your confreres that they will deal fairly in this business and deposit all the fees they procure?” “We trust in each other's honor,” was the reply, “and we have never had any misunderstanding on the subject.”—New York Sun. Wasn’t TJp in Nautical Terms. Alonzo Gushington (to Miss Anasta sia Prim, his affianced) —Seo yon yacht* Anastasia, how it Ungers near the shore, as if loath to leave it? lam as the yacht, with you the shore, Anas tasia. Miss Anastasia (stiffly)—Alonzo, yon are not a nautical man, are you? Young Gushington—No, Anastasia. Miss Anastasia—Then I pardon you. Young Gushington—Pardon me, An astasia. Why pardon? Miss Anastasia—Because you evi dently are not aware that yon yacht is hugging the shore.—Chicago Special Press Bureau. Dr. John Ball, of the Fifth Avenue (New York) Presbyterian church, has been nearly twenty-throe years its pas tor, and in tha t time has beau absent from the pulpit but twice on account of iiclmess. SINGLE COPY THREE CENTS. A Life Sentence for Nothing, “Tbe case of James Gray is a strange one. but I have heard of others equally remarkable,” says II A. Manners. “Many years ago in an eastern town there lived two men who were very in timate friends. One day one of them disappeared, and a few weeks later a badiy decomposed body was found and identified as that of the missing man. "There was no clew to the murderer, but after a few days the friend came forward and confessed that he had committed the crime He was tried and sentenced to the penitentiary for Lie. Twenty years later the man who was supposed to have been murdered, aud who had been in California all this time; returned to liis old home and inquired for liis former companion. He was told that he was in the peniten tiory for the murder of his friend. The prisoner was soon after liberated, and. in explanation of liis confession, stated that lie had brooded over the disap pearance of his companion until hi had become possessed with tiie idea that he had killed him himself.” -fck Louis Globe-Democrat. A Universal Wish. Tranquility is the wish of all. Th, good while pursuing the track of v • too, the great while following the star of glory, and the little while ereepin. in the styes of dissipation, sigh • tranquility, and make it the great o! ■ ject which they ultimately hope in t tain. How anxiously does tin* saiio? when tossed on tempestuous seas. liifi eyes over the foaming billow-. anticipate the calm security lie In . to enjoy when lie reaches the virtu for shore. Even kings grow wear, their splendid slavery, and nobles sicko under increasing dignities.—New Yo; Ledger. She Surprised The . ■. “Wo are accustomed to i •, ■ says an English book.-*-;' -, ; other day a woman mam; ;r. •• a surprise. She asked t'ov .--.mnart recitation, and after a hv r .. twenty minutes the clerk in a volume we sell for i-- “The woman seized up . and t; down and fr> ga-i * . - assistant supposed she va- going t:q mit it to me u . if she might copy part of It. ant is long suffering, anil <• and i.v - taiajy.' She thereupon asked u ‘lend’her a piece of paper. Tta .. . was a dainty p ece of enphertrirttuate? . handed over a first class pad to w “Then she modestly bagged ? cil, and whin lie had produce I new one, she sat down and w. word of the recitation from to end. When she had . gathered herself up.and v ... walked off with her copy . ' ant’s new pencil."—('ha: The Scope of the Movement AuntTabitha—What’s this’ere F, ers’ Alliance they’re makin’ seeh a t aboutr Uncle Peleg (who knows everythin —Oh, that’s a scheme somethin' iik. th’ Royal Areanyum, t’ perteet us fel lers from giftin' buncoed all th’ time. Judge. Settling Accounts. “Y’our account lias been standing a long time, Mr. Dukey. ” “Then give it a seat, iny dear Shears." “Very glad to, sir; shall we make '• a re-celpt ?” —Clothier and Furnisher Tlio Rankers of Turkey. The most of the banking business oj. Turkey is done by Armenians, and you will not find a Jew pawnbroker in New York who will demand a higher per cent, or drive a harder bar gain. It is so with much of the mer cantile business, and wherever yon find brains, education and busiro - tact required in the Turkish enipi: you will find that an Armenian somewhere about to furnish it.—Fran’ G. Carpenter in National Tribune. London’s Dead. Did you ever think of how much space tile people who die every year; quire for decent burial? If ope could lie content with a grave but 2 by 6 foot 3,030 bodies could be interred in . acre of ground, allowing nothing fo: walks, monuments, roads, etc, On t'ii: crowded plan London’s annual idea s, numbering about 81,000, would; PU cemetery of about twenty-three. acres. —St. Louis Republic. An I l 'Xpert. Mrs. Kydd (suspiciously)—John, you never told me you were a widower! Mr. Kydd (astonished) —Why, bless me* I ain’t 1 Mrs. Kydd—But you know just how to hold the baby. Mr. Kydd—Maria, you have forgot ten that there were fourteen children in my mother’s family, and that we lived in the country. —Duck. Glue both surfaces of your work, ex cepting in the case of veneering. Never glue upon hot wood or use hot tools to veneer with, as the hot wood will ab sorb all the water in the glue too sud denly, and leave only a very small resi due with no adhesive power in it.