Below is the OCR text representation for this newspapers page.

Banks County Gazette. VOL 2.—NO. 1. THE UNKNOWN HERO. Beneath the waving soughing pine, Fie sleeps (he last long sleep, No immortals around him twine No loving friends above him weep. He sleeps beneath the earthen sod, Moistened from a mortal wound Unknown of men, bur known of God. Waiting till the trump shall sound. “Killed in battle,” a hero brave, Thrilling with a patriot’s pride; ll ts humble life lie freely gave, A Godlike hero, thus he died. Without a name—lie needs it not, A simple hoard points out the head. The grave will never ba forgot. Enough for us, he is ouit dead. W. A. Harris. Faithfulness in Humble Places. That is a very tender story con cerning faithfulness in humble places which Jean Ingelow has related for ns. It was in one of the Orkney Islands, far beyond the north of Scotland. On the coast of this island there stood out a rock, called the Lonely Rock, very dangerous to navigators. One night, long ago, there cat in a fisherman’s hut ashore a young girl, toiling at her spinning wheel, looking out upon the dark and driving clouds, and listening anxiously to the wind and sea. At last the morning canto; and one boat that should have been riding on the waves, was missing. It was her father's boat, and half a utile front the cottage her father’s body was found, washed tip upon the shore. He had been wrecked against this Lone ly Rock. That was more than fifty years ago. The girl watched her father’s body, according to the custom of her peo ple, till it was laid in the grave; then she lay down on the bed . ,and slept- When the night came site arose, and set a candle in her casement, as a beacon to the fishermen and a guide. All night long she sat by the candle, trimmed it when it flickered do\?n, and spun. So many hanks of yarn as she had spun before for her daily bread she spun still, and one hank over for her nightly candle. And from that time to the time of the telling of this story (for fifty years thro git youth, maturi ty, into old age) site has turned night into day. And in the snow storms of winter, in the serene calms of summer, through the driving mists, deceptive moonlig! t, and solemn darkness, that northern harbor lias never once been without the light of that small candle. However far the fisherman might be standing out at sea, he had only to bear down straight for that lighted window, and he was sure of a safe entrance into the harbor. And so for all these fifty years that tiny light, flaming thus out of devo ion and self sacrifice, has helped and cheered and saved. Surely this was finding chancPfor service in an humble place; surely this was lowliness glorified by faith fulness; surely the smile of the Lord Jesus must have followed along the beams of that poor candle, gleaming from that humble window, as they went wandering forth to bless and guide the fishermen tossing in their little boats upon the sea.—Home and Fireside. Another Disgraceful Surrender. The national league of republican clubs is one of tho-expedients of des perate politicians to keep their clutch on the people. Its prime design has seemed to be to attempt to raise a little enthusiasm in “off years,” and between campaigns. A series of issue less campaigns with political shibbo leths taken from the museum of an tiquities, does not tend to inspire much zeal in the rank and file of po litical followers. Something must be done to raise their drooping spirits. Accordingly', brass bands and bunt ing were recently marshalled in Cin cinnati, and with them came the local henchmen of the great political cap tains in a dozen states, to hold a con vention, make fiery speeches and pass some resolutions, to indicate which way the party is going to look next year. The usual number of “regrets” from party leaders were handed in by let ter. The big artillery want to be safely out of thowny of any mistakes the popguns may make. A great many historical speeches were made, on the topics treated more at large in certain great works by Horace Greeley, Dr. Headly and Dr. Abbott. Then the commit tee on resolutions reported a pretty little platform, in tended *o catch everybody, as it extols both protection and free trade, or, in republican parlance, reciprocity. But one resolution, although it embodied the best convictions of men of every political party, run amuck of a Wis con sin dutchman. The resolution asked for legislation restricting the importation of European beggars and criminals. The Wisconsin refugee did not like this. Gen, Fairchild, remem bering the recent defeat of the repub lican party in Wisconsin because they passed a law to teach English instead of German in the schools, besought the convention to “heed the earnest words” of this foreigner. So the con vontion agreed to let in foreign beg gars, foreign contract laborers, for eigu imbeciles, foreign lunatics, for eign everything except convicts. But this disgraceful fawning foreign born votes was not the last limit of cowardly surrender of the league to immortality and injustice. lie who reads “between the lines” can readily see the drift of the following covert utterance: “Loyal and intelligent republicans will not seek to destroy vested inter ests, nor to cripple any legitimate enterprise, but they demand that the best thought of the republican party shall be concentrated on the formula lion of such legislate n as will protect (lie people from any exactions of the usurer, from the oppression of monop olies, or from tlic extortionate de mands of public, carriers.” It does not require marvelous pene tration to discover that more than railroads and banks are included in the “vested interests” whi h republi cans “will not seek to destroy.” Lliey indeed promise to “protect the people from any exa< tions 'of the usurer,” monopolist or public carrier. But there is no hint of protection of the people from the “vested interests” of brewery or distillery. These “legiti mate enteiprisos” may rest content in the liappy assurance that they will not be “crippled” by any legislation at the hands of “loyal and intelligent republicans.’’—Demorest Times. Nagging and Scolding. It may be truly said that one per son of a fretting, complaining, nag ging disposition can upset a house hold of twenty persons every day in the year. Especially is this the case if the person he the feminine head of the family. The reason for this is that there seems to be no escape from a w oman, because naturally, she must have her say in domestic affairs, and is always about and around the house. A grumbling man generally gives vent to his discontent at certain times, and at rare intervals, while a woman frets about almost continually. The fretting is not so bad, however, as the nagging, the continual prodding of the unfortunate man who plays sec ond fiddle in his own home. For him there is no escape, because t>e very fact of his allowing himself to be nagged, proves Boat he is a man of mild temper, and consequently to be nagged with safety. The pity of it is that the man of mild and even dis position is just the man who always happens to he the husband of a whin ing, fretful creature, who is little better than an undeveloped terma gant. A real out and out termagant is, on the whole, to be preferred, I think, to a whining,' nagging woman, because somttimes she has lier sweet and tender spells w hen she regrets perhaps the sharpness of her own tongue and would fain make amends. The habitual eomplainer is intolera ble, and does more harm than she realizes; it is a positive fact that many a good and gentle man is sent sibwiy to his grave by the constant annoyance of a fretful wife. The hus- HOMER, BANKS COUNTY, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, MAY 13, 1891. band of a nagging, fretful wife may readily le known; there are infallible signs in his whole carriage, air and countenance by which one can read his weary life. He is in reality a mere nobody, or gets to be one in due course of time, for no manhood, unless of the most virile character, can with stand the undermining influence of constant nagging, unless there is a touch of the brutal accompanying it. If truth must be told, it requires a bit of brutality to cope with a nagging woman; she must be frightened,actu ally frightened occasionally, to keep her from going beyond bounds. It is difliv'ult to say sometimes which is the worse, a nagging woman or a scold, but on the whole, I think the nagging woman the worse. In both cases the effect on the man who is unhappy enough to fill, nominally, the position of lord and master or husband, is dreadful; he is either converted into a brute, or a nonentity whose indi viduality is completely submerged— lost. There is no sight so unsightly, in fact, so revolting, as that of a woman who rules her husband and dominates him to such a degree as this. One would think that she would he ashamed to so belittle her husband before the world, her world, however little or large it may be! Such a woman has unsexed herself and deserves only condemnation.— Aunt Ruth in Ladies’ World. Banksville. As we see nothing more from your correspondent at this plac I thought I would give you a few items from our flourishing little town. Farmers are about up with their work and fishing is the order of the day. The sucker, the carp, the trout, the imidcal, the eel and the jackfish, and even down to the little silverside and chub are all devoured, and still there is great demand for fish and polk sallct at our hotel on Hill street. Mr. J. W. Balinger has built a pick et fence along side of Broad street fronting the depot. Mr. Balinger is one of our best citizens. We learn that while Mr. P. F. Lof tis was walking around his hog pen, preparing to execute judgment against a fat pig, a large rail was knocked off the pen and done serious damage to his foot. Mr. John W. Vickory and lady have been visiting relatives on Gum log the past week. Our Sunday school at New Hope lias been reorganized, with W. J. Bar ret superintendent, who gives perfect satisfaction. Professor Cook is one of the most progressive young men in attendance. We welcome Brother Cook in our ranks. Misses Sallie McKee, Lou Craw ford and Looney are the most charming ladies who attend our school. We want to holler “three cheers” for Mrs. L. A. Dorough and Mr. IV. A. Harris for their good pieces on temperance when we come to that all important question. Wrighttown may he counted in the fight. We appreciate The Gazette very much. Temperance. Take It to Tlie Lord in Prayer. Worry hurts us more than work, and as Christians we have no right to be the victims of worry, anxious care, depression, and forebodings Instead of complaints, let us try supplications; instead of brooding over difficulties, let us tell them to Jesus, and spread out oui needs within “the presence of the Almighty,” where alone peace and strength abido. Some Chris tian people appear to hold that we are invariably bound to be stoical, and express no sorrow or regret what ever, because God chooses all; but he who was all human as well as all divine knows that the floods over whelm us sometimes, and that when we seem in the lowest depths. He who wept with the troubled hearts at Bethany does not bid us remain stoics in the hour of tribulation. Let the tears have their course if need be—probe the trouble to their depths —but do not attempt to do so alone. Why stay away from the Mercy-seat at the shadow-time ? Why not seek the only heart that can comfort and help and guide ? We remember once hearing a speaker tell how, in his youth, lie and a young companion became lost in the maze at Hampton Court; they wandered about tired and discouraged, hut felt sure they would find their way out presently, and thought it would seem foolish to ask direction, though they saw an old man working not far off. All their efforts, however, proved una vailing, and at last they came with red faces to ask the old man if he could possibly tell them how to get out of the maze. “Why,” he answered, “that's just what, I am here for; why did you not say you wanted to get out before?’’ and he put them at once on the right track. Those young men learned that day not to rely so absolutely on their own wis dom and ability; there is One who stands ready to be our counselor, our guide, our light in every labyrinth; instead af yielding to worry, let us simply ask him to take us by the hand and lead us through.—The Quiver. Ex President Hayes writes thus about wine in the White House while he was President. The abstinence from the use of intoxicating drinks in the Waite House, both in public and privately, while Mrs. Hayes and myself were its occupants, is without precedent, and has not since been followed. Neither of us regretted the course adopted. Every such step, when lirst taken of course, meets with opposition and criticism. It cannot hereafter be claimed, bv fair minded and well informed people, that liquor as a beverage is a neces sity in the Executive Mansion.— Advocate. Wliat is There in a Name? A ipan said in my hearing a few days since, on the railroad cars: “After all, what is in a name?” The remark set me thinking, and I asked myself. What is there in a name? These are merely human names that thrill you through and through. Such a name was that of Henry Clay, to the Kentuckian; William Wirt, -to the Virginian; Daniel Webster, to the New Englander! Sometimes we forget the titles of our very best friends, and we have to pause and think before we can recall the name. But can you imagine any freak of intellect in which you could forget the Saviour’s designation? That word “Jesus” seems to fit the tongue in every dialect. When the voice in old age gets feeble and trem- ulous and indistinct, still this regal word has potent utterance. When an aged man was dying, and he had lost his memory of every tiling else, one of his children said to him : “Father, do you know me?” He replied: “No, I don’t know you.” And another child came and asked the same ques tion, and goi the same answer; and another, and anot er. Then the min ister of Christ came in and said to the dying man: “Father, do you know me? ’ He replied: “No, I don’t know you.” Then said the minister: “I)o you know Jesus?” O yes,” said the old man, “I know Jesus! Chief among ten thousand, and the One altogether lovely.” Yes, in ail lan guages, and ihe world over it is a mighty name! Jesus, I love thy charming name, ’Tis music to my ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud That heaven and earth might hear! To be persecuted for righteousness’ sake is one thing; to suffer for our own folly and sin is quite another. This is a distinction that must not be overlooked. It is drawn with great clearness and force by St. James: “For what glory is it, if, when we be buffeted for your faults, ye shall take it patiently ? but if when ye do w< 11, and suffer foi it, ye take it patiently, this is acceptable with God. —Chris tian Advocate. The Toledo Blade, in commenting upon the defeat in Nebraska, says: “Whatever factors were responsible for the defeat of the Nebraska arnend ment, primarily it was due to the one fact the majority of the people were not educated up to the point ot see ing the supreme importance of pro hibition to that State and themselves. The thing to do is to educate! Lead men to understand the relation of the rum trafic to crime, to poverty, to vice, to disease; to realize the tre mendous waste it entails; to see that there is no way of avoiding these but by crushing.the saloon; and that the omy method of doing this is to adopt prohibition, and thus pulverize the rum power.” Principle and Feeling. “Religion is a matter of principle.” Yes, so it is; but principle ought to be set on tire with love. There may be extravagances connected with re vivals of religion. Wesley was a calm, self-possessed kind of man, and yet under his quiet preaching, it is said, strong men would sometimes fall to the floor as though they were shot. lie tried to check all undue demonstrations, hut did he stop preaching the vital doctrines of Meth odism because the movement had a few drawbacks? If he had done so, God would have raised up someone else to preach his gospel of anew era. God was not willing to stay this tidal wave of salvation because it may have had a little foam upon its crest. Even a fanatic with a heart full of love is a thousand miles nearer heaven than a coldhearted formalist. The gospel is not merely a cold, abstract creed, nor a code of iron laws, nor a system of forms and ceremonies. Wcat does God care for frippery of forms and the child’s-play of empty ceremonies? But it is the power of God unto salvation, enabling believers to say, “ The love of God is shod abroad in our hearts;” and this in dwelling love lights up the whole life, making it saintly, and lovely and beautiful.—Rev. T. M. Griffith. The Ilockford, 111., Moniton hits the nail on the head in the following paragraph, and thoughtful people should push the inquiry till their rep resentatives answer: “Now that congress has protected the Soldier’s Home of Washington from he drink evil by prohib’ting the trafic within one mile of the Home, how would it do to secure our con gressmen from temptation by pro hibiting the sale of liquor w ithin oue mile of the copitol ? Asa matter of fact our people are much more inter ested in having sober congressmen than sober ex-soldiers, for the former make laws and are in a position to do us serious trouble if they legislate while under the evil influence of strong drink.”—Demorest Times. Many a man that is noted for liis politeness in business and social cir cles, becomes rough, uncouth, and boorish as socn as he enters his own home. And many a woman that has the most charming manners in her in tercourse with the outmde world seems to forget that courtesy and gentleness are due to her husband and children as well as to other peo ple. If someone that is wise in such matters will explain these facts to us, we shall lift our hat to him in recog nition of the service.—Christian Ad vocate. A Wrong Tendency. There is a tendency among us to be satisfied witn a shallow religious experience, and this disposition is, in a great meaauro, chargable to the men commissioned of God to preach the Word. They frequently fail to emphasize the essential truths of the Bible concerning sin, repentance, faith, and holy living. We do not favor sensational preaching, but we do assert that the watchman should warn the people with all the earnest ness of his redeemed nature —warn them against every form of ungodli tie.<s and worldly lust; and, with a pathos and fervor born of love to God and men, he should enforce the duty of complete consecration to Christ. Formalism and indifference have, in many places, dried the very founda- SINGLE COPY rr HREE CENTS, tions of religious life, the fashion of the world has crept into the church; the chilly atmosphere of ungodliness has stolen into 'lie pulpit, and we are in a pitiful plight, having the form of godliness while we deny its power. What is the remedy! Let the preachers tarry till they arc endued with powers from God; let them not go forth till they are clothed with the strength of pentecostal grace. Let them be filled with the Holy Ghost and with faith; then let them preach out of the fulness of a blessed experience, relying on the promise of God that his work shall not return void, hut shall accomplish that where unto he has sent it.—Alabama Chris tian Advocate. IMvcrsified Products. Politics is undoubtedly a fairly good crop to raise on the farm, but like turnip seed, there is soni£ danger of its being sowed “too thick.” We have several exchanges, with agricultural names, and we look in vain through their colums from week to week for remarks about planting potatoes, suggestions concerning corn, methods of making manures, advice about asparagus, and plans for plant ing peas. On a recent examination of one of these newspapers we found only a single article on the products of the soil, while there were ten editorials and thirty-five clippings from the Farmer’s Friend Journals; about the products of party caucuses and polit ical deals. We have only words of commen dation for the farmers who are bravely struggling to cast off the yoke of old party servitude, hut we want to see a generation of farmers educated in the science of diversified crops, and methods of increasing farm profits, and we connot see very good pros pects of attaining this kind of learn ing, if the most trusted farmer's papers devote their spaee wholly to politics.—Demorest Times. “Seek ye first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you.” The “all these things” mean food' and clothing, life and the means to sup port it. We would like to see an ex ample of this kind starve to death. The heavens would fall first. The mail that trusts God fully will have administered to him that condition of earthly good that is best fur him, and eternal life in the bargain.—Nash ville Christian Advocate. When a famous French physician was asked how it was that, with his aristocratic family antecedents, he could be so strong a republican, he answered: “1 have disected several noblemen, and have failed to,find any thing more than is found in common men.” Mrs. Browning puts the same truth, in somewhat a- different form, thus: “We are one iiesh, after all; and need one flnanel—with a proper sense of difference in the qual ity.—Nashville Christian Advocate. I seldom hear the precious name of Jesus mentioned without being reminded of the perfect, finished work of the cross, whereby I and all others who believe on him are per fectly saved forever. The very pre cious name of Jesus brings perfect, lasting peace and joy at all times to the soul, and nothing can destroy it, neither self, sin, Satan, the world, nor can any thing else destroy this perfect peace.—Selected. Nothing is small in God’s sight. The tiny flower which your eye can scarct ly see may lie just as perfect as the most showy plants in the garden. The smallest diamond may be as brilliant as the Koh hoor, or the lar gest gems that flash in the crowns of kings. So at least acts may bo jusfc as beautiful, as pure, as honorable, as the greatest, deeds that shine in dazzling splendor before men.—J. R. Miller. California is the only state in the union which at present produces quicksilver in commercial quantities.