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Is Your Stomach Wrong
Sooner or inter you will be wrong in every orpin of your
body. 11 in a well known fact thatoyer96': of all siclui«'»ses
lire caused by ailments of the digestive organs. If you have
theslighcst suspicion that your stomach requires treatment,
don't delay a moment. Little ilia soon grow into serious ills.
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N E W N A NFIII D A Y , AUG. 11.
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CAPTAIN' 3 S ECRK T
Them wiih bay upon hiu forehead.
There wita Jrlory in bin name;
lie hud led Mh country’ll cohort*
Through the crimuon Held of fame.
Yet from Mb breiwt. al midnight.
When the throng had reaped to cheer,
He took a faded hloHBom
And kinHt*d it wiLh a tear.
A little faded violet.
A bloom I>f withered hue;
ItuL more than fame
Or loud declaim
He prized IU faded blue.
We have nil a hidden atory
Of a flay more bright an'I dear:
We may hide it with our laughter -
It will haunt uh with a tear.
And we’vo all aomo little keeprtuke
Where no eye can ever mark,
Aral, like the great, commander.
We kiiiH it In the dark.
A little faded violet.
Perchance a loop of gold,
A vlft of love,
We prize a bo vo
All thut earth can hold
|Samuel Minturn Peck.
Don’t Nag at Your Servants.
Dorothy Dlx. In Atlanta tJeoruinn.
One of the reasons why the servant
question is a perpetually acute one in
most households is because the average
woman never learns to mind her own
business. If Cam had been a daughter
of Eve instead of a son, he wohld never
have asked: “Arn I my brother's
keeper?” He wouldn’t even have
raised the point. He would have been
perfectly sure that he had a right to
manage all of Abel's affairs, and regu
late his comings in and his goings out.
Perhaps few remnrkH are more fre
quently heard in the family circle limn
the exasperated exclamation, "By
George, I manage a hundred employees
in my store witli less trouble than you
do one cook! Why, I’ve got people
that have been with me ten years, and
you Imve such a procession of maids
through the kitchen that. 1 never get to
know them by sight,” with which men
greet their wives' announcement that
Nora or Hilda or Dinah has left, and
they will have a picked-tip dinner, and
begin a new search for a servant.
The man can’t understand why his
wife is forever changing maids. The
women can’t comprehend why she can
never keep a servant. She tells you,
with tears in her eyes, thut the work
is light, the maid’s room comfortable,
and she pays good wages.
Apparently the situation is highly de
sirable, yet nobody remains in it long,
and the only way sho ran account for
it is by attributing it to some inexpli
cable vagary of "girls”—as if they be
longed to a different human species
from mistresses.
Yet the reul explanation is simple
enough, and it consists in the fact that
the average woman is constitutionally
incapable of attending to her own busi
ness, and site meddles and interferes
and nags at her servants until it gets on
their nerves so they can’t stand it.
Whenever you find a woman who at
tends to her end of the work and lets
her maids attend to theirs you will find
a household in which servants stay on,
happy and contented, year after year.
It's woman's mania for having her
linger in every pie that's at the root of
the servant girl problem. In trying to
run her house she attempts also to run
her servants' ntl airs, in the house and
out of it, and no flesh and blood will
bear that. At least, it won’t in free
America.
When a man litres a clerk or a book
keeper he permits lii.n freedom to do
the work, within certain lines, in his
own way, and pretty much as ho
pleases. If he accomplishes satisfac
tory results it is all that is necessary.
His system is his own. No one frets
at him continually, or aggravates him
with petty and infinitesimal hair-split
ting details about the way he does it.
When he is in the midst of making
out a bill or adding up a column of
figures the proprietor doesn’t rush in
with a few suggestions, or take a hand
in the work just long enough to knock
the other fellow's system silly. On the
contrary, the employer knows that it
would simply put the clerk out, and he
attends to hisown business and lets the
clerk attend to his.
But do women allow their servants
this liberty?
They do not. No mistress would
think that she was doing her duty if
she permitted her cook to arrange her
kitchen in her own way, with the pots
and pans where they were most handy
to her, nor would she dream of letting
a maid plan out her work and follow
her own p'ans or have a chance to use
such mind and judgment as the Lord
gave her. Yet servants have their own
ideas and ways of doing things just as
much ub any line lady.
Nor is there any reason why a servant
shouldn't be treated on the same plane
as any other employee. It is but right
that the mistress should require that
certain work should he done by a cer
tain time, but after that why not leave
the maid free to do it in her own way
without, interference? Every one of us
knows that the most aggravating and
nerve-wearing thing in the world is to
have someone stand over you while you
work, deluging you with a continual
How of suggestions.
Yet that's the way many women
treat their maids. “Use the kitchen
spoon for this.” “Put a pinch more
spice in,” "Beat the eggs to you in
stead of from you,” “Dust the book
case before you do the piano.” So runs
the chorus of the mistress’ instruction
to the maid’s work. It is enough to
drive one crazy, and there is no wonder
that many cooks spoil so much good
broth.
Then why should the mistress arro
gate to herself the right to pry into
her maid’s private affairs, and chaperon
her more carefully than she does her
own daughter? Nora’s love alTair with
the policeman is her own affair. If she
goes to the movies insteud of church on
Sunday, it’s nobody else's business. If
she spends her money for silly linery,
insteud of putting it into the savings
hunk, it is her privilege. No man em
ployer attempts to regulate the affairs
of the people he hires outside of work
ing hours, hut a woman fools that be
cause she pays a maid six or seven dol
lars a week it gives her a perfect right
to run the girl’s whole life.
Believe me, the one recipe for keep
ing a good servant is to keep out of the
kitchen as much as possible. Try it,
lailies. Concern yourself with results
instead of means. Just remember that
every woman in the world has her
“way” of doing things to which she is
wedded with a deathless alfoction, and
that you interfere with this at your
peril.
Accord to Bridget the right to cook
in her own way, so that the cooking is
good; let Mary clean up in her own way,
so tnut the house is tidy, and you will
never have to liuunt the intelligence
agency.
Try minding your own business as the
beat way of keeping a servant.
W. T. Greene, Hopkinton, N. H.,
writes the following letter, which will
interest every one who has kidney trou
ble: "For over a year Mrs. Greene had
been allhcted with a very stubborn kid
ney trouble. Foley's Kidney Pills have
done more to complete her recovery
than any medicine she has taken and I
feel it tny duty to recommend them.”
For sale by all dealers.
The New York Press tells of the fol
lowing dialogue:
"Where’s Jack Wilkins, who used to
be the strongest boy in the school?”
"He’s running the trimming depart
ment in his wife’s millinery store.”
"What became of Harold Harte, who
was going to be an opera singer?"
"He's night watchman at the deaf
| mute home over in Pebbletown."
"And where is Millie Stinger, who
was the prettiest girl in the valley?”
| "Her oldest hoy tells me that she
1 weighs 250 pounds.”
“And Henry Robinson, who used to
be the stupidest boy in school?”
"You'll find him over at the barrel
; factory, lie's putting in a modern etli-
, ciency system for them.”
| ”1 suppose poor Willie Peterman, the
village idiot boy, died long ago?”
"No, indeed. Doe Simpson removed
1 what there was of Willie's brain and
| now lie's the tango professor at Whiffle
| Beach and coining money."
"Jane,” said Bobby at the breakfast
! table, "did Mr. Julius take any of the
umbrellas w hats from the tack when
he went home last night?”
"Why, of course not, Bobby,"
laughed Jane, "why should he?"
"That's just what I'd like to know,”
said Bobby, "because when he went
out l heard him say: "I'm going to
steal one, and—
"Why, what's the matter. Jane?”
To Spell or Not to Spell.
Now York Tribune.
The great Brooklyn spelling bee, de
vised by our neighbor across the bridge,
The Eagle, seems to have been at once
a glorious and a heartrending success.
Sixty-one girls arid forty-three boys of
the public and parochial schools stood
up on the Academy of Music stage and
spelled for dear life —until finally one
survived to tell the tale and be pro
nounced the champion of all Long Is
land.
Easy little word3 like legible, ineligi
ble. hydrangea, stylographic, harass
and impassable constituted the first
round of words fired at the children.
Nine flunked. Next came disillusion
ized, desiccate, and such, with ten more
victims. After that the words grew
steadily fiercer and the slaughter was
terrific. Idiosyncrasy put out nine,
phlox seven, triphthong four. Schism
found the whole line in a panic. Syzum,
seism, scycisf and scissum, it ran; but
finally a boy saved the day.
In the end three children, two boys
and one girl, were left. All failed on
lachrymose. And it was no worse a
word than prodigious, Dominie Samp
son’s favorite, that pinned the gold
medal on Master Ambrose Blaney, in
stead of Miss Glusela Greenberg or
Master Eugene O’Reilly.
As it happened, it was a parochial
school child that won. So the defend
ers of our public schools have thrust
upon them this new item in an old in
dictment. The whole teaching of spell
ing, including the resurrected spelling
bee, may be a slaughter of the inno
cents. But it is not a patch on the
slaughter of the English tongue which
our public school graduates effect day
by day and year after year.
Heaven help the man who imagines
he can dodge enemies by trying to
please everybody! If such an individ
ual ever succeeds pass him over this
way, that we may look at his mortal
remains ere he vanishes away, for sure
ly this earth cannot be his abiding-
place. Now, we do not infer that one
should be going through this world try
ing to find beams to knock and thump
his head against, disputing every man's
opinion, fighting and elbowing and
crowding all who differ from him. That,
again, is another extreme. Other peo
ple have their opinions. Don’t fall
into the error of supposing they will
respect you more for turning your coat
every day to match the color of theirs.
Wear your clothes in spite of wind
and weather, storm and sunshine. It
costs the irresolute ten times the trou
ble to wind and shuffle and twist than
it does honest., manly independence to
stand.--Nashville (Ga.) Herald.
Not So Strange After All.
You may think it strange that so
many people are cured of stomach
trouble by Chamberlain’s Tablets. You
would not, however, if you should give
them a trial. They strengthen and in
vigorate the stomach and enable it to
perform its functions naturally. Mrs.
Rosie Itish, Wabash, Ind., writes,
"Nothing did me the least good until I
began using Chamberlain's Tablets. It
is decidedly the best medicine for stom
ach trouble I have ever used." For sale
by all dealers.
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The two bosom friends met fortui
tously and rushed into a mutually fond
embrace.
"Oh, dearie,” cried the first to get
her breath, "I so wanted to be the first
to congratulate you on your engage
ment! How mean you were not to give
your dearest friend a hint as to what
was expected."
"Well, dear, I ”
"Now, don't tell me you concealed
things from me on purpose.”
••1 »
"I know. And that charming fiance
of yours! Weren’t you perfectly sur
prised to death when he proposed?"
“I can’t say I was. Why should I
have been?”
"Why, everybody else was."
A coolness has now arisen.
If a minister’s trousers bag at the
knees no apology is necessary.
How To Give Quinine To Children.
FFBKII.lNFis the trade-murk n.ime civen to an
improved On mi nf. It is a Ta>teles> Syrup, pleas-
nnt to take aiul does not disturb the* stomach.
Children take it and never know it is Quinine.
Also especially adapted to adults who cannot
take ordinary Quinine. Does not nauseate nor
cause nervousness nor ringing in the head. Try
it the uext time you need Quinine (or any pur
pose. Ask for '-ounce original package. The
oame FRBRiLlNE is blown iu bottle. 25 cent*.
Squirrel in Home of Kittens.
An interested reader verified the
facts in the following account of the
unusual attachment of a squirrel to a
family of cats, which was published in
the Daily Times of Woburn, Massachu
setts, where the incident occurred;
A squirrel has made its home with the
Cardinal family on Fowle street, under
the care and guidance of a careful and
loving tabby and a number of little
kittens. The other day the mother cat
with her batch of three or four little
ones was taking a short walk and was
in the act of entering the house, when
a tiny squirrel which had followed them
for a distance, ran confidently up to the
kittens and playfully, although fearful
ly, attempted to make friends. Strange
ly enough, the big cat took little or no
notice of it.
When the members of the cat family
entered the house, the little squirrel
hopped up the step and disappeared
into the house. Mrs. Ralph Cardinal
was amazed at the unusual tableau, but
was even more surprised when the
squirrel followed the cat and kittens to
the nest, and then fearlessly cuddled up
with the rest. That happened several
days ago. Now the squirrel is a regu
lar member of the eat family.
The estate owned by the late Col.
Crowinshield in a New England seaport
town adjoins the pasture of a sturdy
farmer. A valuable dog owned by the
Colonel used to get into the pasture and
chase the farmer’s cows. Finally, he
went to Col. Crowinshield and request
ed that the annoyance be stopped.
"How do you know it is my dog?”
asked Col. Crowinshield, rather unsat
isfactorily.
"How do I know?" exclaimed the
farmer, with rising indignation. "Why,
I've seen him time and again!"
‘‘You must bring me better proof,"
replied the Colonel, coldly.
"All right, sir,” said the farmer, in
no uncertain tone. "The next time the
dog bothers my cows I’ll bring you all
the proof you want—in a wheelbar
row.”
It is possible that man’s inherent
hunger for power and adventure may
take other forms —perhaps that of a
masculine cult, of strength and beauty,
partaking of newer, purified Hellenism,
and in accordance with the natural ad
vantages and ascendancy of the male
animal. Woman—drab, utilitarian and
self-divested of those artificial or ac
quired beauties by which she has
cleverly thwarted nature’s intention of
making her the less beautiful sex—may
again, should she fail to appeal to man’s
sexual or esthetic nature, sink into a
subordinate place. Or this may be
brought about through the gradual
usurpation of the occupation of men by
the increasing number of so-called
neuter women, already so active in the
world as the slaves of mechanical
routine.
Edith —"Why didn’t you tell me you
had that seat painted yesterday, papa?”
Father—“Why, what happened?”
Edith —"Why, Freddy and I sat
down on it last night, and Freddy got
paint all over the back of hi3 coat and
trousers."
SICKENED BY CALOMEL.
If you ever saw anyone made sick by
calomel you won’t want any more calo
mel yourself. There’s no real reason
why a person should take calomel any
way, when fifty cents will buy a large
bottle of Dodson’s Liver Tone—a good
remedy that perfectly and safely takes
the place of dangerous calomel, which
is only another form of deadly and
poisonous mercury.
Dodson's Liver Tone is a pleasant-
tasting vegetable liquid which will start
the liver just as surely as calomel, and
which has absolutely no bad after-ef
fects.
Children and grown people can take
Dodson’s Liver Tone without any re
striction of habit or diet. John R. Cates
Drug Co. sell it and guarantee it to
take the place of calomel, and will re
fund your money at once if it fails in
your case.
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Saved Girl’s Life
“I want to tell you what wonderful benefit I have re
ceived from the use of Thedford’s Black-Draught,” writes
■g Mrs. Sylvania Woods, of Clifton Mills, Ky.
“It certainly has no equal for la grippe, bad colds,
g liver and stomach troubles. I firmly believe Black-Draught
2 saved my little girl’s life. When she had the measles,
55j wcn t ' ll on her, but one good dose of Thedford’s
Black-Draught made them break out, and she has had no ®
J more trouble. I shall never be without J
Buck-Fraught
in my home.” For constipation, indigestion, headache, dizzi- ®
ness, malaria, chills and fever, biliousness, and all similar S
ailments, Thedford’s Black-Draught has proved itself a safe, ^
reliable, gentle and valuable remedy. jg|
If you suffer from any of these complaints, try Black- #
Draught. It is a medicine of known merit Seventy-five ®
years of splendid success proves its value. Good for J
young and old. For sale everywhere. Price 25 cents.
OMETHING NEW
I
Automatic Oil Cook Stove. No wicks; no leaky valves; easy to keep
clean ; quick to heat.
Same as gas stove, and much cheaper to operate. They are selling.
Come in and let us you show.
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NEWNAN, GA.
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which uses an entirely new principle in collar-finishing. When finished on this
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