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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. 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BEDSTEADS, SAFES, MATKESSES, ' LOUNGES, CIIAIRS, ETC., ETC. . Do you need a trunk? If so you ought to see W. VV. Jordan’s Mamotb Stock of them. I also carry a good stock of Sewing Machines, Machine Oil, Ncedlea and parts for all machines. I also carry a fine Stock of Coffins, Caskets, Burial Robes, Gloves, Shoes and Hoes for Burial purposes. Call and see my goods and see how cheap Ir an sell you. Remember the Iron Store. ' W„ XV. JORDAN. WM. BROWN Jr. R. I. MEALOR. J. W. BROWN mm pi who. OPD LNDEtI NEW MANAGEMENT. Office and Shops near Air-Line Depot, fwispiispipm Valves and Cocks, Steam Guages, Water Glasses, IRON AND BRASS CASTINGS, Repairing of all kinds of Machinery a specialty. , Correspondence Solicited. (10-15-91) Gainmyiixe, Ga Dwyers. PTMTED WARDS Attorney sit Law HOMER, GEORGIA. Money to loan on three per cent, commission. and payments made bv insfallunuits. J. W. HILL, Attorney at La>v JEFFERSON. GEORGIA. TFrTrTf^iSTit rT, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Harmony Grove, Georgia., Will practice in Ranks, Jackson, Franklin, .Madison, and adjacent coun ties, and also in the Supreme and Fed era! courts of the State. Will give special attention to collections and make prompt returns. C. 11. FAULKNER, Attorney at Law BELLTON, GEORGIA. COLLECTING A SPECIALTY A. C. MOSS, At I orii ey at Law IIOMER, GEORGIA. Drugs. Medicines , Etc. ~ W IZ ELL DRUGS, MEDICINES, CHEMIC ALS, COMBS, BRUSHES. PERFUMERY, SOAPS, and Everything in the Drag Line. Give u> a call when in Atheni. We will make it to vour interest. L. D. SLEDGE & CO. 29 Clayton Street, Athens, Georgia Doctors. V. D. LOCKHART; PHYSICIAN, HOMER, - - - GEORGIA. Dr. A. H. Stapler, HOMER GEORGIA. Special attention given to Surgery Obstetrics and Chronic diseases of long standing. Druggist. Dr. L. J. SHARP, WHOLESALE & RETAIL DRUGGIS TANARUS, HARMONY GROVE, GA. HOME ENTERPRISES.