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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 throat? Do you cough a great 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. SCOTT'S EMULSION of Cod-liver Oil with Hypophos phites contains such remedies. It has wonderful nourishing and healing power. The cause of the cough is removed; the whole system is given new life and vigor; and the danger from threatening lung trouble is swept away. Book about it free. For sale by all druggists at 50c. and SI.OO. SCOTT a BOWNE, New Y-,ik. 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. Corn fs a vigorous feeder and fe sponds well to liberal fertiliza tion. On corn lands the yield increases and the soil improves if properly treated with fer tilizers containing not under 7% actual Potash. A trial of this plan costs but little and is sure to lead to profitable culture. All about Potash —the results of Its use by ctn.\l l periment on the best farms in the United States—it told in a little book which we publish and Will gladly &ud tree to any farmer in America who wfill write for U. 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 ture. 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. HOW’S THIS! Me ofi'er One Hundred Dollars Re ward for any case of Catarrh that can not ha cured by Hall’s Catarrh Cure. F. J. CHENEY & CG. Crops-, To ledo, O. Wetnc unbersigned have known ;F. J. 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