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THE DEFIANCE OF ULYSSES.
Eadare, my hart; not lonj; *lmlt tlion endura,
IlMabwrtn. the mort;
Tbe tut *U an* dona; th end U> mire;
Endure, my bean.'
flamre stand two wwfli by the ffoJdeo throne
Of Zetw no hlfrh,
from them be ecattera mirth and acauere moan.
To men that die.
had them of many joy* haat liad thy aliaret
Thy perfect part;
Battle and lore. And evil thiols and fair;
Endure, my Ih.**ll
right one U*t trreateet battle under cbteld.
Wage that war well
The* eeefe tby fellows In the shadowy field
Of aaphodef.
There Is the knightly Hector; there the men
Who fought for Troy;
Shall see not fight our battled o'er again!
Were that not Joyf
Though no sun shine* beyond the dusky v*et.
Thy perfect part
There shall thou hare of the unbroken rent'
Endurn, my heart'
-The World’* Desire
TWO YANKEE WOMEN.
"Yon might just ns well as not give
It op at once, Hannah Doble,’’ the
widow Doble said. Jerking out her
words between the thumps of the sad
Iron with which she was ironing a linen
ulster. “Jeff Larkin ain't no sort of
(teddy company fur ray darter.” and
the iron came down with an extra
crash, and the widow lifted it to within
an inch of tier cheek, and deciding that
It was too cool for further jse, carried
H to the stove and took up another.
Meanwhile Hannah steadily bent her
bead over the sewing machine at which
the sat. and said nothing
“ You are paying attention to me,
Hannah Jane Doblef” queried the
mother
“Yes, mother, 1 hear," said Hannah.
Mrs. Doble felt that this was all that
was necessary Her word was law, and
Hannah never answered back.
The sewing machine hummed. The
Iron crashed at intervals for half an
hour afterward, then the widow lifted
lwr fall basket to the top of the chest
of drawers? folded the ironing blanket,
put away the stand and holder, filled
the kettle and put it on, made ttie
dough he had set to rise up into bis
cuits and put them into the oven and
sat down beside her work basket. On
it lay a muslin waist, a little bunch of
forget-me-nots scattered over a white
ground.
“If I didn’t forgot," said Mrs. Doble.
“I can't cut two sleeves out of what is
left of the patron, nol)ow, and seein’
It’s blindman’s holiday you might as
well take the time to run to the store
and get a yard more. 1 dunno whether
to tell you to tell Priscilly Coots that
she gave me short measure or not. Ef
1 waa goin’ myself I’d do it sure, but
bein’ you air young 1 dunno as I orter
tell you to suss an elderly person, but
you njight kinder look so. and It
wouldn’t be no harm if you said that
usually twelve good yards made you a
muslin dress."
Hannah Jane had risen from the ma
chine and was folding the muslin skirt
which she had Just completed. She
laid it on the basket beside her mother
without a word, and took lip the two
bits of money that the latter had taken
from her poeketbook and laid on the
table. Then she put on her hat, still
without saying a word.
“You heard what I said, Hannah
Janef” queried the widow.
"Yes, urn, 1 heard," said Hannah,
and went to the door. There sho stood
quite (till for a moment, then came
back, bent over her mother and kissed
her. *
Kissing was an unusual proceeding
with that household, but this was an
unusual occasion perhaps, and the
widow patted the girl’s soft pink cheek
and held her slim hand a moment.
“You know it’s only fur your good,
Hannah Jane," she said gently.' “1
wouldn’t want yon to have to boar
what some does. I knowed Jeff Lar
kin's pa und his uncle. He takes after
them two mon like’s pease in a pod
takes after each other. Heoin’t lit. fur a
good gal like you, Hannah Jane Doble.”
Hannah was half way to the door
again by this time.
“You heard what 1 said, Hannah
Janet’ queried Mrs. Doble.
“Yes, ma.” said Hannah, “I heard.”
And the door closed behind her.
The widow went to the window and
watched her daughter out of sight.
Despite the typical New England cold
ness of her manner, she loved that
slim, pretty, pink and white girl of
hers devotedly, and it was no caprice
that made her roughen the course of
what, in Hannah’s case, was certainly
true love.
The worthless boy with a pretty face
was certainly not the husband any sen
sible woman could desire for her daugh
ter, especially in the walk of life which
demanded hard work and steady pur
pose of the head of the family. If they
had been fashionable people, he the
•on of a rich man, who inherited his
money and had no need for labor for
it, the woman won by his tine eyes
might never have found him out, but
there among the plain village folk, one
Eke Jeff dragged the woman he mar
ried down into sordid poverty in a fow
years.
“Like as not Hannah would hev to
take In sewing or go out washing be
fore long,” the widow said. “It’s bet
tor to smash feelings to once than to
hev ’em chip off by degrees.” Then
she began to set the tea table.
“I’ll get out some plum sass," site
said, talking to herself, “and I dunno
but we might as well eat up the pound
cako. Hannah is a favorite of sweets. ”
She hustled about, making the meal
os tempting us possible, forgetting the
old days of her girlhood when a little
tiff with young John Doble could hike
away her appetite, thinking to make
Hannah Jane happy with plum pro.
eervps and potmd cake. It grew dark
and she lighted the lamp, but she did
n*t draw down the shade. It seemed
to her that it would be more cheerful
for Hannah, coining up the lane, to see
the warm glow from the keeping room
window. Ilannah staid longer than
she thought she would.
“I suppose there's some of them long
talkers In the store,” said Mrs. Doble
to herself; “and Hannah ain't one to
push herself or say, ‘Couldn’t you wait
on me, Mrs. Coots V Hannah is most
too quiet. Her pa always let himself
be put on without rnakin’ no remarks.
She takes after him. Now, I always
had my say, and so I got my way.”
She stood at the window looking out
for ten minutes longer; then she took
her shawl from a peg behind the door
and threw it over her head, and went
out into the garden and down the
path.
“1 wish Hannah would come,” she
said. “I didn’t thiak she’d be so late.
I don’t know os there is any tramps
about, but it’s kinder lonely along past
Winkle’s bam and the school house o’
nights.”
She walked on. The chill of even
ing—the soft mystery of the starlight
awakened In her bosom a nameless
dread, such as comes to those who liave
faith in the supernatural and fear to
see “something white” change into a
veritable specter.
“It’s kind o’ spooky," the widow
Doble said to herself. “I do wisli 1
hadn't let Hannah Jane go by herself;
I do wish 1 hadn’t."
So she walked on until the village
stones were beneath her feet and the
store in sight, Mrs. Coots standing on
its step, arms akimbo, os though busi
ness was over for the evening.
“I got soared about Hannah, she
was gone so long,” Mrs. Doble said, her
breath shortening, her voice a little
faint. “Did sho come into the store,
Priscilly?”
“Oh, yes, for that muslin," said
Mrs. Coots, “not ten minutes ago. I
was real sorry. You see, I cheated you
without knowin’ it Some of the num
bers is rubbed off the yard marks on
the counter, and my glasses got broke,
and without ’em I couldn’t see good.
I’ve been cheatin’ unpremeditated, so
I didn’t take nothin’ fur tho extry
piece. 1 guess you’ll Und Hannah to
iium when you go back. Probably
she took the cross road way, seein’ 1
kept her talkin', and there was one or
two in besides. They all got talkin’,
too—kind of laughin' and skylarkin’,
you know. Hoys and girls together,
young folks wilL We used to our
selves.”
“So wo did, Prisdlly,” said Mrs.
Doble. "But 1 must run home."
And away she sped, happy when the
light from her own window was visible.
“Of course sho came home crossroad
way,” she said to herself.
Hut when she had opened tho door
she saw that Hannah was not In tho
room. Neither was she upstairs in
either of the tidy bedrooms or in the
darkened parlor.
“Site’s stopped somewhercs or other
I suppose,” site skid. “But that ain’t
liko my Hannah Jane, neither."
Out again she hurried into the gar
den, fearing to leave the gate lest tho
girl should come home while sho was
away. But tho 9 o’clock bell rang
out, and still site stood there chilled
through and through, but most of all
cold at heart.
Sho had gone down to the village by
the cross roads; she had called her
daughter’s name over and over again,
returning always to the gate—always
peeping in at the window to see if Han
nah had returned. Now sho bethought
her of a neighbor who would help her
hunt for Hannah—who had men and
dogs and lanterns at command. The
awful stories told of girls found mur
dered in lonely places were making tho
poor woman ill with terror, and off site
went again.
The clock was striking 10; the farm
er was making the last rounds of sta
ble and barn with his little son at his
heels.
“Halloo, Mrs. Doblei” he cried.
“Nothing wrongl”
“Yes,” she answered, grim and gray
in her mortal anguish—“yes; Hannah
is missing —my Hannah sence 5
o’clock—sence 6, anyway. She’d becfi
to the store—l’m thinkin’ of tramps.”
“Good Lud!" cried the farmer. “Oh,
I hope not, Mrs. Doble—l hope not I”
“Nothing is the matter, Mrs. Doble,”
cried the boy at his father’s side. “Miss
Hannah has gone on the cars. I saw her
at tho depot. She was along with Jeff
Larkin. Seven o’clock train they took.
She had quite a sizable bag, for I saw
her get it from the baggage master,
like he’d been keeping it for her.”
“Nothing the matter,” the child had
said in his ignorance; but the father
understood why Mrs. Doble turned her
face to tlie side of the bam and shook
as with an ague.
“Carry them kindlings in, Tom,” he
said, and when they were alone his big
hand came down softly ou the elderly
woman's spare shoulder.
“Dunno as 1 can help you any, Mrs.
Doble,” he said, “but I feel for you.”
“Thank you,” she gasped. “I was
so afraid she'd marry him. I bilked to
her. She didn’t answer back; she
never does.”
“Well, the best you can hope now is
that she will, ” said the farmer.
He walked home with her across the
road end saw her seated in her rocking
chair. *
The biscuit were black coals in the
oven, the tea kettle had boiled dry,
and tlie bottom, a fiery red mass, bad
dropped upon the stove. The cat was
drinking the milk, but for the first
time in her hfe Mrs. Doble took heed
of nothing. Even on the dreadful day
of her husband's death she had tidied
up hor room ./is usual, had seen that all
was in order. Now she sat where her
neighbor had placed her, tearless, white,
almost motionless, all night long. In
the morning neighbors flocked in and
put her to bed and gave her strong
green tea, and later the postman
brought a paper with the marriage no
tices marked in blue pencil. There she
read:
“On the evening' of the —of Octo
ber, at the residence of the Rev. Sam
nel Dove, Jefferson Larkin to Hannah
Jane, daughter of the late John Doble,
all of Strawville.”
“That ought to lighten your heart,”
said a well meaning friend, “their be
ing properly married.”
“Of course I knowed they would
be," the mother answered sharply. “I
brought her up to be decent.”
A few days afterward she was up and
at her daily tasks again. She never
mentioned her daughter; no one ever
spoke to lier. People asked her to tea
often, thinking that she must be lonely.
She always accepted their invitations.
Whatever her feelings were sho locked
them in her bosom, and she folded the
half finished muslin gown away in the
old chest of drawers, and covered it
with clean paper on which was sprin
kled a layer of dried lavender, and be
side It she laid the sleeve pattern.
So the years glided by. Time drew
little lines under Mrs. Doble’s eyes
at the corner, the hollows deep
ened in her cheeks, her forehead was
ruled like a copy book. Slowly he
changed her hair, only a little “mixed"
when Hannah Jane took tho train to
New York that night, to pure white;
but she wore it in the same little twist,
fastened up by tho saute black comb.
The value of a cap in old age is not
appreciated as it should be by country
matrons. Whether her dull, gray brown
drosses lasted forever, or were supplied
! y fac-similes, one could not say. Her
best black silk was the same with a
new side plaiting now and then; her
Ugun, long and straight and shapeless,
altered not at all, nor her long, strong
stride up the village street ami down
tho church aisle on Sunday.
She washed on Monday, ironed on
Tuesday, made butter on Wednesday,
baked on Thursday, swept and dusted
on Friday, and scoured ori Saturday
as usual.
Years altered nothing. Fifteen of
them were gone, when one afternoon
she stood nt the table ironing her linen
duster with slow thuds and singing
softly In queer jerks between the
thumps. “When I can read—my title
clear." She had just turned the duster
and was pressing the collar, as she
droned the words, ‘ ‘To mansions—in”—
when tho door behind her opened and
a woman, thin and worn, and dressed
in shabby widow’s mourning entered
tho door. 81ie carried in her hand a
little parcel, and walking soft ly to the
ironing table laid it down beEore Mrs.
Doblo.
“There is the muslin, nm,” she said.
“Mrs. Coots wouldn’t hike the change.
Said she’d made a mistake, her eyes
being poor. Here it is."
She placed a dime and a five cent
ploco beside the parcel and waited,
both hands In wretched black cotton
gloves, through which the nail? were
visible upon the table.
Mrs. Doblo took up the iron and car
ried it to tho stove, folded tho duster,
laid it upon tins basket and lifted that
to the top of the chest of drawers.
Then she put tho ironing cloth away
and unfolded the parcel.
“She's given good measure this time,
Hannah Jane,” she said. “Poor Pris
cilly al ways meant well Mr. Coots is
married again. It’s most biindman’s
holiday; but I guess I can see to cut
out them sleeves,”
Site had opened the drawer and the
fragrance of dried lavender filled the
room, and the blue muslin saw the light
again. Site spread out tho new piece
upon tho table and piuned the pattern
to it.
Hannah had taken off her hat and
veil iukl her miserable little mantilla
with its tattered, crimped braid fringe,
and sjit down in the rocking chair.
“We might as well make it up, fur
spring will bo along before we know
it,” Mrs. Doble went on. “And you
hadn't orter wear weeds fur anybody
that has treated you as bad as Jeff Lar
kin did—all tlie l>arkins always did. I
know just liow it has been. Do you
hear me, Hannah?”
“Yes, ma, I hear,” said Hannah
faintly, her voice broken by emotion.
Tlie widow turned. She stood and
looked upon her daughter, and ;-aw in
her fair face, whence tlie pretty pink
had flown, in the blue eyes th;it had
lost all tiieir sunshine, ail tlie woe of
wretched years of neglect and ill
usage, all the hopeless longing for
home and mother; and Hannah, as
she gazed upon tho furrowed cheeks,
upon the forehead, where the wrinkles
ran one above the otiier to meet the
white liair, knew that age had not done
this work alone, but that- anguish
“sharper ttian the serpent's tooth,”
that “it is to have a thankless child,"
understood for tlie first time what it
was that she had done to her mother,
and with a wild cry stretched out her
onus us a frightened babe might from
its cradle.
Tlie next instant these two cold New
England women were in each other's
arms, clasping and clinging as they
had never done before. They never
spoke one word, but only wept and
wept upon each other's bosoim as
though they would dissolve in tears in
this sudden rush and overflow ofrt-he
pent up emotions of a lifetime.—Mary
Kyie Dallas in Fireside Companion.
Tcqal Advert {semen tx.
GEOBBIA: Hanks County.—All
persons having demands ugsiust tho
estate of Francis Jordan, late of said
county deceased, are hereby notified to
render in their demands to the under
signed according to l*w,snd all persons
indebted to said estate are requested to
make immediate payment.
Jan 12th Its9l. Thomas Jordan,
($2.10) Aclm’r Francis Jordan.
Georgia; Banks County.— To all
whom it may coueern; W S Mize,
guardian for J. M. Mize Ims ap
plies to me for letters of dismission
from said guard nship, and I will pass
upon said aphcaUon on the First Mon
day in April 1891 at my office in
Homer said couuty.
Given under my hand and official
signature,this Jaruary sth, 1891.
($4.00) T. F. HILL, Ord’y.
GEORGIA: Banks County.—No
tice is hereby given that fifteen free
holders of the 1206th district, G.M. of
saw! county htive filed in my office a
petition for an election to be held in
said district for Fence or Stock law
as provided by section 1455 of the
Code of Georgia and the acts aniend
story thereto, and after twenty days’
notice, if no objection is filed an elec
tion will be ordered in terms of the
law. Jan. l()th, 1891.
($2.10) T. F. HILL, Ord’y.
Sheriff Sale.
GEORGIA: Hanks County.—
Will be sold on the First Tuesday
in February next at the courthouse in
said county, within the legal lrnurs of
sale, to the highest bidder, for ea c h,
tho following property to-wit: One
tract of land lying in Haid county and
bordered as follows: On the west hy
I). L. Evans, on the north by James
W. Dodd, on tile cast by E.ul Moat
deceased, on the south by Thomas E.
Anderson and Mrs. Rebecca Lewal
lan, cvnbiining two hundred and
thirty five acres more or less. Said
hind levied on as (he property of .
W. C. Kidd to satisfy m> execution
issued from the Justice court of the
012th district G. M. of said county in
favor of Corner & Carr against the
said W. W. (.'. Kidd. Levy made and
returned to ms bv George \V. Lacy,
L. C. This Dec! 2Uh, 1890.
W. A. Scorn;ms,
(f4.02) Sheriff Hanks County.
GEORGIA: Hanks County. To
all whom it may concern, W ,1 Rufcess
I guardian of A 8 and Isaac A Vaughn,
has applied to tne fm letters of dismis
sion from said guardianship, and I will
pass upon said application mi the first
monday in March, 1891, at my office in
Home.
Given under my hand and official
signature, December Ist. 1890.
12 25 T F HILL, Ord’y.
Administrator’* Sale.
GEORGIA: Maks County. - Agree
able to an order from tlie Court of Or
dinary will be sold before the court
house door on the First Tuesday in
February next (1801) witlmi the lean!
hours of sale, the tract of innd whereon
J. E. York lived nt ihe time of his
death, containing one hundred and sixty
acres more or least, adjoining lands of
Enoch Anderson, Tiiotnas Sheridan,
Mrs. Mis® and others. There is three
tenant houses mi the same rod laud
enough cleared for three horse crop.
Sold ns the property of J. E. York late
of said county, deceased, sold for the
ben lit of tbe heirs and creditors. Terms
Utah. L. N TURK,
(53.48) Administrator.
Libel for Divorce.
Carry Robin cos vs J. M. Robinson
libel for divorce in Banks Superior
Court, September term 1890.
Pursuant to an order from said
court perfecting service by publica
tion the defendant, J. M. Robinson is
hereby notified that a libel for divorce
in favor of bis wife, Carry, is now
pending against him in said court, and
that he is required to be and appear
at the next term of said court to be
held on-the third Monday in March
next to answer said cause.
N. L. Hutchins,
($2.08) Judge S C. W. C.
Oscar Brown, Petitioner’s Attv.
Ljtha H. Davis vs M. Van Davis,
Libel for Divorce in Banks Superior
Court, September term 1890, Grounds
cruel treatment.
It appearing to the Court that the
Defendant M. V. Davis does rot re
side in this State. It is ordered by
the Court that service he perfected
on the defendant by publication as
provided ia statute twice a month for
two months before the next term of
tins court, in the IDnks County Ga
zkttk, ft newspaper published in’ said
county. It is further ordered that the
Clerk of said court direct to and ad
dress n. tice to said defendant if his
address is known requiring to be
and appear at the next term of this
court to answer petitioner's libel for
total divorce. September 19th 1890.
Granted. N. L. Hutchins,
Judge.
G. W. Brown and W. H. Simpkins,
Attorneys for Petitioner.
I hereby certify that the above
order is a true copy of the minutes of
Banks Superior Court, this Dec. 23d,
1890. L. N. Turk, C. S. G.
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