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B \nks County Gazette.
VOL. > l
TOMORROW.
Tomorrow- —aye, tomorrow —
When wiii it come around?
It always says 'tis coming,
But never can be found.
!l\ always in the distance,
’.t 's ui its way
1 be here before long,
’ .oe more short day.
1> w wii that day approaches
■. ■- tiii tomorrow wait,
i -4. i -0 tired of waiting.
£’ surely oust be late.
S>*me urn - I ask a favor
■ ’ !■ 1 morrow, tt o,
onthe answer to me.
• v n<c what to do.
' 1 town arrow
, ■ 1.1 come around.
.■r before me.
ere is found.
-. ■: .... i till i iiuorrow
! > what should be Uone
I for you’ll be waiting
Each selling of the sun
i'hs tre.i bnrous one flies on,
Ami it will ne’er be here,
For when you think you’ve gained it
’Twill he today, 1 fear
Tomorrow stih will mock you
As loud iu echoes ring—
I’ll come to you tomorrow
And all my pleasures bring.
’Tis ignis fatuus like,
E'er tli'ting just before,
While you will long to catch it
And that it wait implore.
Oh, come, oh, come, tomorrow!
I long to wele me you.
Ah, will you ne’er permit me
Your tempting face to view?
Martha S. l.ippincott jin Brooklyn
Eagle.
-JOE’S WIFIT
Dr. Ford was driving home in the
twilight after a hard day’s work, tired
and anxious as to the result of an im
portant surgical operation performed
that morning. The mud spattered
up from the street as he rolled alono,
uni the > hdling November dri.'.zie
gave to the familiar trees a forlorn, ai
niist ghastly, aspect. His heart
wurmed as he pictured to Imuself his
wite watching fot him, with a wel
coming smile from their co'/.v parlor;
dianer ready-, and a long, restful even
ng be! if then;.
Bui j lie di i >% u*;.r home no cheer
fu! light streamed from door or win
dow. .ill seemed a* dark and and
serti-d as the dripping street He
threw lha reins to the boy whole duty
it was to hold ihe horge on their pro
fessional rounds, and flung open the
front door with an irritated injured
felling.
No tender smile; no sympathetic
voice; no firelight; no dituer, appar
ently.
“Elinor!” he called.
Throat
Coughs
Is there a tickling in the
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deal, especially when lying
down? Are you hoarse at
times ? Does nearly every cold
you take settle in your throat?
These “throat coughs” are
very deceptive. Don’t neglect
them. Troches, or cough
syrups won't touch the -spot.
You must take remedies that
will enrich the blood, tone up
the nerves; and heal the in
flamed membranes.
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No answer.
‘‘Elinor !”
This tune a voice speke out of the
darkness, a tired voicr.
‘Do be more quiet. John; the baby
is just going to sleep ”
“Confound it! Why isn't there -
light here ? and why isn’t the baby
asleep before this time ?”
“He has been fretful all day with
his teeth; and I have not bad a chance
to change my dress even,” was the
answer.
A wailing cry from the 1 u sery stmt
the voice hurrying thither-, and the
docter, wiili soma words not quite
audible, proceeded to light the ga
and take off his damp overcoat. The
horse waseoid; the parlor had evident
ly ocen arranged by Hibernian hands
an odor ot something burning stole
from the kitchen regions. A pleasant
reception, truly, for a man after a long
day’s work !
He ran upstairs with no gentle foot
steps His wife sat by the nursery
fire; her face wore a weary expression,
and she had on the same blue gowu
which she had donned Jfor breakfast.
The baby, at length, slept in her arms.
She held up a warning linger as her
husband catne blundering in, but al
ready baby's light slumber bad been
disturbed, and the process of southing
and singing had to be all repeated for
the fiftieth time.
It seemed to the young mother as if
her patience could hold out no longer.
It was provoking to have the little
one startled from his uneasy dreams
again. She knew Bridget would spoil
the dinner. She had been trying all
day to get downstairs to make the
house pleasant with a magic toucli
here and there. She longod t get
iuto a fresh gown and brush her hair;
but there had been no chance for her
to do one of these things. Nurse was
away with a sick sister, and babies al
ways demand more from their mamas
than from any one else. They are
tyrannical little darlings, and know
and seizi every opport uiity to prove
their power over the anxious, half-ig.
norant young mothers who are happy,
after all, to be slaves in such sweet
service.
When, at last, the dinner bell rang,
Mrs Kerd laid baby gently in his crib,
j seu.al . sleep this tune, warm and
Hovely m his utter repose. She gave
a hurried dab at her wavy locks,
caught up a fresh handerchief, and
ran to join her husband, who sat at
the table, decidedly cross look upon
his fine face. He barely tasted the
soup, then pushed it away in dis
gust.
“Burned ?” asked the wife.
“Of course. Can’t you smell it all
over the house ? Why don’t you look
after Bridget a little ?”
“Why, John, I have hardly been
downstairs today.”
“Where’s Hannah?”
“She went fo her sister’* last
night.”
“Oh! yes, I forgot. What’s this?
Cold corned beef! Ilealiy, Elinor,
have you nothing else ?”
“Would you like an omelet, John?”
“No. A beefsteak, if there is one
in the house.”
Mrs. Ford rose herself and west
into the kitchen. The girl, of course,
had just filled up the range with fresh
coal; go there was nothing to be done
but to make the best of the cold
meat, potatoes and macaroni, fol
lowed by a dessert of apply pudding
and cheese.
Dr. Ford found fault with the pota
toes and said lie was tired of m ica
ioni, the bread w,ts dry, the butler
not perfect. As to the pudding:
“Mr mother,” he said, always had
mince pie at this season.”
This was the last straw; and his
wife, unusually sensitive fo straws to
n:g' t, could bear no more.
••{t is a pity you ever left your
mother,” she sa .1, bitterly.
“I think so too,” be responded, push
ing hi* chair back.
Ilia wife hesitated a moment wheth
er to run around the table and burst
into tears upon her husband’s shoul
der or to rush upstairs and have a
good cry by baby’s side. She decided
HOMER, BANKS COUNTY, GEORGIA : DECEMBER 3, 1890.
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increases and the soil improves
if properly treated with fer
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GERMAN KALI WORKS.
93 Nassau St., Ntw VoA* _
npun'the latter course and, with quiv
ermg lips, loft the room, aud shut her
self up In the nursery, whore the fire
was dying on the hearth and the baby
breathing softly in strange contrast to
her overwrought condition;
“Well, it was provoking. Women
always must e.iy and fly into a passion
about trifles.'’
Bill her husband, even as he thought
these words, began to feel repentant.
He remembered the teething baby
and the long day at home alone. In
another moment he would have fol
lowed his wife upstairs and, with kiss
es and kind words, make tynends for
the pains he had given her. But the
door-bell rang, and a summons to visit
a sick man at some distance away sent
him at onee out into the wet night.
And all domestic grievances were foi
gotten before be had driven two
blocks.
The patient lived in a squalid part
of the town down by river. Tne dark
ness seemed deeper in this pooi neigh
borhood, the rain more soaking, and
the wind keener.
l’hc river swept suldily by; a black
swollen tide reflecting the fltfhng
lights on the bridge.
But the doctor minded this discom
fort very little. He was in love with
Ins profession, ardent and young. Be
sides, the daspisad dinner had given
him new courage to go forth into the
fight with pain and death.
He entered the one room of the low
house to which he had been directed
with a face qui'o free from impatience
A woman opened the door for him
a lean, miserable creature, with pule
void of expre sion. Her thin hair
straggled over her neck; her calico
dress hung limp and graddled from
her sharp shoulders. She started at
the doctor as he entered, and he could
see that there were tears in her child-
Seven Months With Fever.
Wonderful Recovery of Health*
Mr. Baird's rapid and marvelous recovery
from a mere skeleton to bl normal weight,
270 pounds, was surely the fullest test of the
grandest strength-giving and building-up
medicine ever produced, namely:
Dr. Miles’ Restorative Nervine.
J. 11. Baird.
“Gentlemen— I wish to express to you my
gratitude for the great good that Dr.
Mile*' Nervine has done for me, I was
taken sick with typhoid fever and I laid
jin bed for seven months. After getting
over the fever I was thin, nervous and tiretE
and did not regain my lost strength. I tried
several proprietary medicines, and finally,
after having been reduced in weight to 130
pounds, I began trying your Nervine, and at
once began to improve. Was finally entirely
cured, and today I can say I never felt bet
ter in all my life, and weigh 270 pounds.
This is my normal weight, as I measure
0 feet 554 inches in height."
South Bend, Ind. J. 11. BAIRD.
Dr. Miles* Nervine is sold on a positive
guarantee that the first bottle will Benefit.
All druggists sell it at 1,6 bottles for *5, or
it will 1* sent prepaid, on receipt of price
by tbe Dr. Miles Medical Cos., Elkhart, Ind.
Dr. Miles’ Nervine Re r‘S2„ h
like eves.
“Joe’s sick.” she said, slowly, still
gazing into his face.
“What’s the matter ?” N
“He—lie’s goin’ ter die, may be,”
she faltered, piteouslv.
“Oh! I hope not,” was the hearty
reply.
“Joe’s sick,” she repeated in a whis
per and shaking her head.
“Who’s come ?” exclaimed a voice
from the bed in one corner of the
room. “Nelly, girl who are ye talk in
with ?’’
“It s Dr. Ford, whi *1 you sent for,”
said the doctor, approaching the bed.
One candle in a tin candlestick
j ligthed dimly the untidy, comfortless
I lace, showing the stove, ind a man
v\ ith tumbled hair and a rough beard
lying among the pillows of the bed.
“Oh ! the doctor,” said he, with fe
verish eyes staring from under shaggy
brow*.
“How long havo yon been ill l”
asked the physician, sitting down on
a rickety chair.
“It’s a week since I give up,” an
swered the sick man, “but I’ve been
feeling bad a long time back.”
Dr. Ford placed his little thermom
eter umlei the patient’s tongue, and
waited silently,
“Joe’s sick,” moaned the girl pocr
•ng out of the shadows.
Tne sufferer seemed to be irritated
by the repetition ot these words, and
made an impatient gesture; but as he
did so, glanced pitifully towards the
slouching figure.
“What you most need is good nurs
ing,” said the doctor, after examining
the theroionetur.
The man’s face darkened. The
woman moved away and hovered aim
lessly over the stove.
“She’s my wife,” said the sick man
hoarsely “1 know she ain’t quite like
other folks. But she’s peaceable and
good, not bold and noisy like tin
other women. 1 pitied her first off;
then I got kind o’ fond of her. And
she ”
His wife had crept to the bedside
and stood there with vacant, troubled
face, fumbling with helpless looking
hands at (he pillows.
“Joe,” she slid, “Joe,” much ai a
mother might spaak her baby’s name.
“She can do nothing for mo, nor for
herself,” whispered flic man, as lie
clasped ono of the fluttering hands in
his.
“I can earn good wages when I’m
well,” ho went on, “and I did the
cooking and kept the hoise tidy then.
But now everything’s going wrong.
She spoils all the victuals, but she
don’t mean to. She can’t help it.”
At that moment somithing on tbo
stove boiled over with a loud hiss,
and filled tho room with the odor of
scorching milk.
The girl started, thin moved slowly
towards tho ruined mess.
“D it!" said tho sick man,
through his teeth.
“Don’t burn yourself, Nelly,” he
called out gently, as if to a little
child.
She turned bewildered with the
saucepan in her hand, the tears over
flowing at last.
“Never mind, my girl, throw it
away. Don’cry; We can get plenty
more.”
‘ You see, doctor,” he said, in his
hoarse voice, “I can’t speak rough to
her. She’s my wife, you know.”
The doctor sat with bent head,
speechless.
“I’ll send you a nurse, ray man,” he
said after a pause, rising, “What
you need is good care.” I’ll come
again tomorrow ” And, with a low
bow to man and wife, now clinging
together, hand in hand, the doctor
said “Good uight,” and disappeared.
“Thank you, sir,” called out the
sick man.
The girl only stared andwiped with
one thin hand the last tear from her
eyelashes.
Two hours later a capable, kind
hearted woman was installed as nurse
in the home by the livsr She brought
with her food m abundance and com-
forts of all kinds.
Dr. Ford drove slowly homeward.
Though late, a bright light shone
from the parlor window as he stopped-
The glow of a wood fire illuminated
the room as lie entered.
But no one came to meet him.
11 is wife sat in her lo.v rocker fast
asleep. The lamp flung a calm radi
ance over her bronze brown hair
and delicate cheek as she slept with
her head drooping against the crim
son hack of the chait. Her sweet
child like expression, with a touch of
pathos in the lips; and her hands lay
loosely clasped in the lap of her dam
tygowu of softest dove color.
Near the fire stood a while draped
tabid holding a tempting little repast,
carefully-arranged- From a slender
glass inutile midst hung one deep red
rose. The doctor knew she had cut
it for him from her favorite plant.
Beneath it on a pretty plate reposed
th* ilakiest, most, delectable looking
of pies.
Dr. Ford stooped and kissed his
his wife’s fair cheek reverently
She stirred, then openod liar large
eyes slowly.
“Oh! you have come I am
sorry I was not awake to meet you-
But here’s a iuince, dear. I sent
over to your mother for one.”
“Hang the pi#!” cried John Ford.
“Elinor, I’m a bn±te.”
‘ Oh! no, dear, only a man • instead
of an archangel, as I once firmly be
lieved you to bo.- But never mind.
How do you like my dress?’’
“It’s divine; bombazine, I suppose.
You’ro an angel, Elinor - But, dear,
cst, come lier'e and sit by me. I’ve
just been to see a gentleman. I
want to to[l you all about it.” —Ex.
Henry White,-who killed a police
man in Columbus, has been sentenced
to bang January 15th, next -
The Democratic rooster' can’t be
thankful that he is not a turkey for
Uo is not. He ceased to be a rooster
on Nov. 3rd.
A bill has boeu introduced to elect
the governor every four years and to
make bun iueligiblo to re election.
It also provides for ti four years’
term for the members of the legisla
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Vf eyler remarks: “Tho bullet
that will kill me has never been cast,”
would have been nearer the tact had
it been phrased thus: “The rifle that
will send a bullet far enough to reach
me has never been invented,” is thi
way a newspaper man puts it.—
Rome Ilustier.
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