The Bartow tribune. (Cartersville, Ga.) 1910-1917, October 26, 1911, Image 3

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They’re all Alike r Ask any man past fifty years of age and he will tell you of some time in his life when he was sailing high. Things were coming his way. There are few exceptions. Why is he poor now? Wei! there are various reas ons. One thing is sure. It is not because he has placed his money in a sound bank and checked it out only when safe investments were secured. There are more ways to lose money than to make it. It you are making any money, no matter how small the amount, start the saving habit by opening a bank account First National Bank, Cartersville, Georgia. Southern Mill Supply Cos. r MI L AMD MUiE SUPPLIES Pipe and Fittings Saws and Files Roofing and Paint Oils and Gasoline and Horse Shoes Nail Shaftings and Pulleys Packing and Rubber Hose Iron and Steel Mining Tools Blacksmith Tools Rope—Wire and Manilla Pumps and Engines v Cement And everything carried by Up-to-Date Supply House. PHONE 60 Bradley Building. Cartersville, (ia. AN IDEAL FARM FOR SALE 100 Acres of land, one two-story dwelling house situated in a beautiful grove of oaks, two go<d tenant houses, several good barns, one store house, fine pasture walh running water, three good springs on the farm, one well. Close to churches and a good school; on daily mail route; four miles from Cass ville; three miles from White, and ten from Cartersville, Ga. Farm in good state of cultivation. See H. W. HENDERSON, or write him tor terms, at Cass Station, Ca., R. F. D. Pay up Your Subscription Her Blue Bandbox By Gordon Thompson The train rolled into the little sta tion as Gregory Moor?, stepped from the platform he looked for some means of transportation to his sister's country home three 1 ) miles distant. The only public convey ance was the long. rattling stag ' drawn by a pair of lean grays, and as the interior of that ancient ve hicle smelled strongly of mold, ami as it V. - minus springs of any rt. Gregory decided in favor of the *ar autumn air and prepared to walk to Greenlandafter arranging for his luggage u> he sent over. As he left the station a smart little trap rolled tip to the platform ami an extremely tire', girl for several express kages placet! in the trap, while or. die seat beside the airl wa> poised -’i enormous blue I bandbox. “Be careful, please,” warned tiie ! airl anxiously as the express* agent handled the box. Gregory swung down the road i that, led to Greenlands with a keen anticipation of the walk ahead of him. The road was a shady one. dipping up and down with the con formation of the land and affording delightful glimpses of the richly tinted autumn foliage. He had gone perhaps a quarter of a mile when there was the sharp rattle of hoofs on the hard road, and the little trap passed him swiftly, the blue bandbox swaying perilously. He watched her gain the rise be yond and then she disappeared in the depression of the road, only to be silhouetted against the sky at the next hill. At he walked down into this first depression his eyes fell upon the blue bandbox lying in the dust where it bad spilled from the cart. He picked it up hy the string that fastened it and walked on, quite confident that the girl would miss the box and return for it. He was not displeased at the opportuni ty afforded him of meeting the pretty girt. # When he next saw the cart it was still bowling smoothly along the road ahead of him, and tfee girl ap peared not to hare missed the blue bandbox from the seat. To Gregory this was perplexing because she had appeared so solicitous concerning its welfare- The bandbox was light and prob ably contained one of those lacy cre ations that are beloved of just this qqrt of pretty giirl, deotdwd Gregory as he hastened along the road. The trap still kept about twenty tods in advance of his hurrying feet -and -a *MtG* whenever he panted up a hill and lost a trifle m he sped down the next incline. Onoe he shouted, but met with no re sponse and, keenly conscious of the absurd appearance he must present as hid stride hastened-to a dog trot, he was silent. Occasionally he paused to mop his heated face, and once he stooped to drink from a wayside spring, but each delay only increased the dis tance between the blue bandbox and its fair owner. At last he stopped and, turning around as he fanned himself with his hat, he was conscious that some body was following him as industri ously as he was pursuing the girl of the blue bandbox. Lumbering along the road behind him was a large fat negress who shook a threat ening fist in his direction, while her other hand beckoned him to pause in his steps. As she came up to him she glanced fiercely at him and swooped to snatch the bandbox from the ground beside him, but Gregory was too quick and backed into the hushes with the box securely behind him. “Well, mammy, what’s up?” he asked as pleasantly as be could con sidering that, the girl and the trap had entirely disappeared from sight. “What’s up?” she sputtered wrath folly. “Ab’ll show you, young man, what’s up if you don’t hand back ! hat there ban’ box! W T hat you thinkin’ of—a nice respectable young man a-runnin’ off with a lady’s best bonnet? Give me that ban’ box!” she commanded as Gregory showed no signs of yielding to her orders. “I’m sorry, mammy, but this band- Ikix belongs to a young lady who has—” he was beginning when she interrupted him. "That there hat belong to nobody ’pt me mister; it’s mine and 1 can prove it,” sha said solemnly rolling her eyes at him. “If you can prove it I will gladly turn it over to you,’’ returned the exasperated young man. “Only, I would like to suggest, mammy, that hereafter you avoid such cartwheel hats as this one must be!” “You mind yo’ business, young man,” said the woman, sternly. “Now, I can shut my eyes an" tell all about that hat an" you can open the box an’ if it ain’t so, I’ll eat my words.” ‘‘Go ahead,” virged Gregory with a glance over his shoulder at the de serted road. “Well,” began mammy, closin': her eyes and smacking her lips as if about to partake of a feast. “It’s not so big an’ it’s blue with a soft blue ribbing how? an’ teenv blue fnr | get-me-nots all over it. Now look at | it art’ see if I ain’t right!” Gregory stared at her as he re moved the lid of the blue bandhr.x ! and disclosed just such a hat as mannny had described. It was a trifle faded here and there, and it ||Ep Mia Mym hit Upon tha Blwa Bandbait. would act oddly enough on the wool ly tufts of the old woman’s head, She mutt have read bia thoughts, for all St once the broke into a mel low laugh. “Fo’ de lan’ sake, young man, you don’t think I’m goin’ to wear that hatF’ “You said it was yours,” said Gregory, still more mystified. "It’s fo’ my gal, Evalina,” ex plained the woman proudly. "It was give to me by Hiss Helen, Judge Mershon’s daughter. I use to work up to the btg house before Evalina got a city job. I lives beck in the woods an’ Hiqs Helen ayt to me this mewnin’, ‘Aunty, I’ve got a love of a hat cornin’ from town this maw njn’ an’ on my way beck from the station I’ll throw the bandbox as near the path to your house as I can, and you can come out and get it and inside you’ll find that blue for git-me-not hat that Evalina admired so much. I’ll wear that new hat home myse’f. So you, sah, she wored that blue hat to the station, and very likely she tooked the new hat out of the box and changed ’em, and she flung the bandbox near my foot path. When I come out you was a raoin’ up the road like all possessed with my new hat!” She threw back her head and laughed heartily, and as Gregory joined her he was con scious of another laugh, light, rip pling and amused. He turned, to find the little trap drawn up beside them, and the pretty girl an amused spectator of the scene. Gregory removed his hat and then, separately, and finally in unison, he and Mammy related the adventures of the blue bandbox. Gregory would have liked to tell the story all over again just to see her lovely smile, and the double row of pearly teeth. “As you are so wearied in my be half won’t you let me give you a lift along the road ?” asked Miss Mer shon politely as the black woman trudged away with her blue bandbox in one hand and Gregory’s crisp greenback in the other. Once more the cart dipped up and down the hilly road, and with every revolution of the wheels Gregory’s heart heat faster, and the lovely face of the girl beside him seemed to re spond to the magnetism of his voice —and vet they spoke of the most commonplace things. When they discovered that they had left the gates of Greenlands a mile behind them, Gregory met her startled glance and surprise! in it a Strok of wonder, as if she, too, had discovered anew and beautiful i secret. j COUNTY NEWS \Y HITE. The farmers are very busy now gathering their crops. Rev. McGhee lilied his regular ap pointment here Sunday night. There was quite a large congregation. Mr. 1 1. G. Goodridge and family, of Glenview, spent last Sunday with Mr. W. H. Goodridge, of White. .Miss Leona Suiiins, of Union Hill, visited friends at Grassdale Sunday. Mr. Allen tirecn, of White, maue a 1 trip to Cassville Monday. Mr. I (avid Tribble made a trip to j .Atlanta Monday. \li-- K.tliel Goodridge and lilll- j -wte Lillian. s,n at Saturday wilhj Mrs. '. inn it >|. pt- ns. Mr. Wallace Gunn, of Gras-dale.! attended preaching at AN bite Si>.ida> night. Mr. W ill Leach, of Fairmount, \i ited home folks recently. HEATH OF MJS.t ALIC.F THACKER. in the death of little Mi-.- Alii-i Thacker R--ther home ami lamilv is bereft, sorrowful is tin- thought that all, great, small, young and oiil must meet and fall before the great angel we call death. He comes and silences Hie voice, hence our sad- i ness as we p*n U*ese lines of oii< whose presence shall bless ami brighten no more the sorrow laden hearts of earth. The soul of little Alice winged ils flight back to the gates of eternal glory, October 2(Jtb. Her death was so unexpected to her friends. Sick only a few days each day, each hour and moment were hopes of her recovery to health, but the un seen messenger came. God under stood and knew it was best that He call her home. The soul of the dear little girl, aged 14 years, was budd ed on earth to bloom in Heaven She was so gentle and kind which made her life 60 sweet that s-he was loved by all who knew her. As we looked into her little pale face, upon her pulseless heart and silent lips they whispered to us “She is dead.” We answered in tones of faith that she was only sleeping for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven. Btae has gone to meet her loving Saviour and join the angels in their songs Hard it seems the breaking of the chain that now is liven, sfctll God holds it in his bosom and has form ed a link in Heaven. We know tha* she is resting in the home that i? pure and bright, where pain and sorrow are changed to gladness and darkness are all changed to light We cannot, see the love and wis dom of the hand that has taken he. home. Hence we know he will guard and guide her ’till we hear that great voice call t.e us to come home We leave her sleeping and would not call her back for sin and sorrow care and weeping can never be her portion there. One consolation is our heart’s idol has heard the words from the Father’s lips, “Come ijnlc Me, I will give you rest;” Farewell little Alice, farewell un til we meet you again. Oh bow- ve rms? her sweet voice, how lonely we feel to see her vacant, seat at the fire-side and miss her so much in so many places. But God saw- fit to remove tin? precious jewel from the home of , which she was the pride. By her school-mate. ANNIE LACK IE. Girls at the sge of Womanhood When girls arrive at the age when nature must assert itself the general health of the body must be good or there is grave danger that disease will appear which will disastrously alfect their entire lives. It is called the critical time in a girl's life, and it is the duty of every mother to see that the conditions are right. Where there is any departure from health the trouble should be given immediate attention. The symptoms usually are; languidness, a pale, colorless complexion, dull eyes, bad breath, poor appetite, constipation and a weakened state of the nerves. At such times the remedy needed is DR. SIMMONS Squaw Vine Wine It is a woman's remedy. Especially adapted to strengthen the female organism and assist the development which nature is striving to bring about. It puts an end to nervousness, headaches, sickness of the stomach and establishes healthy regularity. When this stage is safely passed, natural conditions speedily return; the pale lace takes on color, the eyes become bright, the breath sweet, the mind clears of melancholy, and the weakened body becomes strong and robust. Sold by Druggists and Dealers. Price SI.OO Per Bottle. C. F. SIMMONS MEDICINE CO., ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI CARTERSVILLE LAND COMPANY Cartersville, Georgia, Offeis for sale, at reasonable prices, on easy terms, vacant lots on West Ave., Bartow, Cook, Erwin and Cass ville streets. See J. H. WALKER, G. H. AUBREY, LITTLE -IrtE BROWN AM) LOCAL OPTION IN BARTOW. Since little Joe declared himself and straddled the whiskey question and tries to ride the two horses of local option and prohibition into the governor’s chair, his friends hardly know where he is at, and can't tell whether he is for or against their side of that question But most of his friends and oppo nents are beginning to learn now to a certainty that the only place in Cartersville during this scarcity money, caused by decline in cot toil where they can find 7 bars of Red Wrapper or Lenox soap and six bars Octagon and six spools Coats thread |,,i- 2-')(- is Hardaway's Cash Store which is the only place in Carters ville where ladies from the country can get the highest retail market price for their eggs in dry goods notions, shoes, (in ware, crockery glass and < 1 ware at lower prices than * • “■ buy them for rjisii a( t*li• i 1 With ranis insltM*! bulhTs, <tiu! que-tions instead of cannon-balls 11,,. line,- rival candidates for gove . rnor of Georgia are bombarding each others camps in a battle liial i- becoming fiercer and fiercer as the lime for the primary approach es. The Hope lb-own forces feel that the card written by Hooper Alexan der. endorsing Hope Brown and his prohibition platform, is one of the strongest blows struck in favor ol their side since the opening of the campaign. I lie Russell torces con tinue actively engaged in a race, in the course of which they occa sionally deviate for a short time tr take a good whack at one or the other of the* opponents, but in whir. Judge Russell uses most of his tiro and ammunition in traveling around the state, explaning his local optio platform to the people, and asking their votes on the merits of his pic J. R. Smith, manager of the Joe- Brown campaign, declares that idle former governor is gaining ground every day. Certain it is that the cun paign headquarters above the Amer iean National Bank in Atlanta, is Hie scene of lively activities. ONLY TWO BIRTH DAYS AND 15 YEARS OLD. There is a girl in South Georgia 15 year's of age who never had but two birthdays as she was born Feb ruary 29th, 1896. and 1901 and 1908 are the only two years since then that had a February 29th, and sh,e cun celebrate her third birthday al 16 in 1912. There are but few things as uncommon as such a girl, but a metal canoe covered with sea weed od dry land anchored with a chain and* a woman’s 25c corset both at to cents each, 2 ladies 5 cent hair nets for a nickle can be found only at one place in North Georgia and that at Hardaway’s Cash Store, where they have a lot of silk handkerchiefs linen towels, labte covers at about two thirds regular price and Nor 2 Lamp globes and burnei 1 * at 8 cents each. Each citizen of ttie United States, under an equal division, would have $34.35, the per capita circulation on October 2nd, according to the circu lation statement issued by the treas ury department. The total money in circulation amounted to $3,242.- 182.715, an increase over ttie preced ing month, when it was *3.228,913,- 034. (n October, 1910, the money in ciruclation totaled $3,164,827,081.