The Newnan herald. (Newnan, Ga.) 1915-1947, February 26, 1915, Image 5

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NEWNAN HERALD Published weekly, and entered at the poatoffice Newnan. Ga.. as second-class mail matter. The Herald office in upstairs in the Carpenter building. 7‘a Greenville street. ’Phone 6. Rheumatic Throat Is Common Trouble Should Be Treated in Blood To Prevent Recurrence. . Thorp are successful gargles that stop soreness In the throat, but to prevent their incessant return, the blood must be put in order. The best remedy l» S. 8. S., ns it Intiuenees all the functions of the body to neutralize the irritants or waste products nud to stimulate their excretion through the proper channels. Rheumatic sore throat Is a dangerous Indication, as it means that the blood is loaded with more uric acid than the kid neys can excrete, and may thus lead to eerlouB general disturbance. The action of S. 8. 8. stimulates cellular activity. It prevents the accumulation of irritants in local Bpots. It enables the arteries to supply quickly the new red blood to replace worn-out tissue. For this reason uric acid that finds the throat an easy prey to its breaking-down influence, Is scattered and eliminated. In other words. S. S. S. prevents chronic con ditions by enabling all the mucous linings of the body to secrete healthy mucus. Its influence Is shown in a marked improve ment of the bronchial tubes, whereby the husklness of voice with thick, grayish ex pectorations is overcome. S. S. 8., well diluted with water, means a blood bath, since It is welcome to any stomach and at once gets into the blood. S, S. 8. is free of all minerals and con tains ingredients wonderfully conducive to .well-balanced health. You can get it at any drug store, but do not accept anything else. There is danger in substitutes. 8. S. S. is prepared ouly by 'Hie Swift Specific Co., .128 Swift Bldg., Atlanta, Ga. Our Medical Dept, will give you free instruction by mail on any subject iif blood disorders, Write today. Professional Cards. DR. SAM BRADSHAW OSTEOPATH ► A Woman I Hater How She Won Him By IDA SPEED Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co. 300-307 Atlanta National Bank Building. At lanta, Ga. Atlanta ’phone—Main, 3901; Deca tur 'phone. 268. W. L. WOODROOF, PHYSICIAN ANDSURGEON. Office 11% Greenville Btreet. Residence 9 perry street. Office ’phone 401; residence ’phone 451. D. A. HANEY, PHYSICIAN ANDSURGEON. Offers his professional service to the people of Newnan, and will answer all calls town or coun ty. Office in the Jones Building, E. Broad Street. Office and residence ’phone 289. THOS. J. JONES, PHYSICIAN ANDSURGEON. Office on E. Broad Btreet, near public square. Residence next door to Virginia House. T. B. DAVIS, PHYSICIAN ANOSURGEON. Office—Sanitorium building. Office ’phone 5—1 call; residence ’phone 5—2 callB. W. A. TURNER, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Special attention given to surgery and diseases of women. Office 24 W. Broad street. ’Phone 230 F. I. WELCH, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Office No. 9 Temple avenue, opposite public school building. ’Phone 234. THOS. G. FARMER, JR., ATTORNEY AT LAW Will give careful and prompt attention to all legal businee entrusted to me. Money to loan Office in court-house. Manta and West Point RAILROAD COMPANY ARRIVAL AND DEPARTURE OF TRAINS AT NEWNAN, GA. EFFECTIVE NOV. 1, 1914. Subject to change and typographical errors. No. 36 7:25 a. m. No. 19 7:50 a. in. No 18 .. . . .. 9:45 a. m. No 33 10:40 a. m. No. 39... 3:17 p.m. Ne 20 6:35 p. m No 34,. 6:37 p. m. No 42 «:43a. m No(V» I8t4®a, m No 40 12:52 p. m. No. 17 1:12 p.m. No. 41 7:20p.m. No. 37 6:23 p. m. No. 36 10:28 p m- All trains daily. Odd numbers, southbound; even numbers, north bound. For Shoe and Har ness Repairing and NEW HARNESS go to A. J. BILLINGS 6 SPRING ST. Only high-class materials used in my work. Court Calendar. COWETA CIRCUIT. R. W. Freeman, Judge; J. Render Terrell,8o- licitor-Oeneral. Meriwether—Third Mondays in February and ^oweta—First Mondays in March andSeptem. Heard—Tliird Mondays in March and Septem ber Carroll—First Mondays in April and Octohei Troup—First Mondays in February and Aug CITY COURT OF NEWNAN. W. A. Post, Judge; W. L. Btaliings. Bolic. itor. . (Quarterly term meets third Mondays in Janu ary, April, July and October. • WVWWVTVTVV’rrTWYVYVTV « Women folks can usually git the wildest kind of fellers to eatlu’ out of their hands by just feedin' ’em flat tery. The sorriest horse In the world can tell the difference between just good emellln’ feed and the kind thnt will stick to his ribs, but it's just once in awhile you’ll find a man that knows what’s good for his soul. Bill Christy was this kind. He was also the handsomest man 1 ever saw. He come to work at the Walkin' Stick ranch nnd went by the nnnie Chris. He had so much energy he worked the reBt of us to death tryln’ to keep up with him. There wasn’t any un dertake’ he wasn’t equal to except one thut had women connected with it He just wouldn’t stand for the skirts, and his favorite pony, Limbo, was just like him in this respect Ed Beverstock, owner of the Wnlkin' Stick, had been married just a year. His wife had been to school back east and liked to put It on strong. She brought a cook with her, and us boys was so tired of batchln’ that we wel comed her .right now. When summer came Mrs. Ed takes up a notion to have a big house party. So she invites a crowd out from town and also Mr. Lawson, the rich, unmar ried owner of the D Blanks, a neigh borin’ ranch. Ed tells us boys he has hired a band of three pieces at $25 a day to play for the dancin’. “You fellers have at it," he says “Your pay goes on Just the same, but you are paid to show the company n good time.” The evenin’ before the bunch nrrlv ed the wind stopped blowin', nnd so naturally the windmills stopped pump in’. No matter how many fiestas are in progress, cattle still want to drink water. “This is too bad," Ed says, “but you fellers can take turns runnin’ the en gine so none of you will miss much of the fun.” “No need of that,” says Chris. “I'll run the engine night nnd day. This Is where I slough.” The whole house party centered around Delia Dumont, a schoolmate of Mrs. Ed’s, who had never been in the west before. She seemed powerful pleased with our way of doin’ things. By the first evenin' they nil got on to Chris not likin' the girls, and every female in the bunch begins to make a smoke at him. They nearly badgered him to death, but timidity ain’t a fail in’ with Chris, nnd he held his own. The second mornin' several couples of us have Just come in from a ride and are loungin' on the front gallery, with our saddles on the fence, where we’ve left ’em. Chris rides up in a gallop on Limbo and throws the bridle over his pony’s head and mukes for the dog house, which is our name for the bunk house in this country. He never looks at us. but runs in for a pair of pliers to fix somethin' about the engine. Dee Dumont runs out to Limbo, in tendin' to put her saddle on him for fun and show us a stunt, though no body knew her intention. Dee don’t know about western sad dles, so she starts to pull this one off, and, it bein’ strapped to Limbo, he be gins to kick, and Dee trips over a root and falls. In a second or two Limbo has made some bad dents in $75 of Bill Christy's increment invested In that hand carved saddle. We all run to Dee, but Chris beats us. He helps her up without even askin' if she’s hurt and then calls Limbo some awful bard names, fellin’ him to come there. "I’m so sorry about your saddle, Mr. Christy," says Dee. “I was just seized with a wild desire to ride your pretty pony. I do hope you’ll forgive me. It was all my fault.” “Limbo won’t stand for women,” be says and rides off. The last night of the bouse party the wind began to blow so the engine wasn’t needed. Ed Beverstock looked up his engi- neerman. “Step to It tonight. Chris,” he Bays. “It’B your last chance, and the ladies are all anxious to dance with you." There wasn’t any gettin’ around It. so Chris washed up and put on his serge clothes and a soft white shirt and a dark blue strip of tie down the front. “Wonder if he dances as well as he looks." suys Miss Hubbard, the school teacher from Headwater. “Divinely.” says Mrs. Eld. “I don't know what might have happened if I’d seen him before 1 saw my hus band.” “Nothin’, believe me!" says Dee Du mont and they ail laugh. Dee bad been the life of the crowd all week, teachin’ us turkey trots and aviation glides and learnln’ our fancy stunts like “Put Yonr Little Foot” and “Cornin' Tbro’ the Rye." that was so old they was new to her. I bad Just bad a twostep with her and kept sayin' to myself that tomor row was the last, and I was half glad. Dee makes for the back door of the big. broad hall, where Chris Is smokin’ and chattln' tbe music-inns. I'u» trail in’ along ufter her, nnd Lawson saun ters up just as we do. Chris has been dancin' every time, but has never gut around to Dee. "Mr. Christy." Buys Dee. "if they'll piny for us I’ll tench you the turkey trot next time." And she smiles at him and the musicians too. “Thanks,” tays Chris, throwln' away his cigarette, "but I've got this num ber. Try me again." She turns away to hide the way her lips is quiverin’. Lawson steps up. “Miss Dumont," he suys, "may 1 have the honor?" I was glad ho accented honor. I liked him better than 1 did Chris right then. But don't you know before thw dunce broke up Chris asked her to waltz with him, and she did. I tell the whole outfit goodby nt breakfust the next mornin' and make a sneak. You know how it is the day nfter. I was sleepy, nud wo was goln’ to rouud up nnd brand the next week. Some of the boys had to drive the vis itors and musicians to the rnllrond; others helped to clean up nt the house. Chris had been down tinkerin' with the engine since before day. I Intend ed to help him. but when 1 got down to the tank he was inside the shack and didn't sec me. He had an old cot out at one side of the engine house screened by u clump of mesquite. I dropped down on it I could see a blur of green made by tho Bermuda grass on the bank of the tank nnd the droopin' willows that bend to the water's edge. There was no sound but the creak of the wind mills and an occasional unpretty word that Chris let go nt the engine he was tryin’ to fix. The ranch house was a quarter of a mile away, so 1 was sur prised to see through my half closed eyes a white spot ngnlnst the green. This kinder woke me up, nnd at the same time Chris said an awful word and hurled his monkey wrench through the door of the engine house. There was n big splash aud a little scream. Chris come runniu’ out on the bank. “Did It strike you?" he snys. with more excitement in his voice than had ever heard before. "No,” says Miss Della Dumont, hold- in’ her handkerchief to her face, “it only splashed mud nud slime ou my clean white linen. And I suppose the curl has nil come out of tny hair nnd my face Is wet and dirty. No, it didn’t strike me," she repents. “Areu’t you sorry that it didn’t?" “Why. no,” says Chris, nnd there was laughter in his voice now. "Why should I want to hurt you?” "Because.” she says, "that seems to have been your sole aim in life durin the last week—that aud makin’ me ridiculous. I want you to know that have not forgotten your failure to ac cept my apology when 1 tried to re move your saddle and got it all scarred up. I shall never forget your rudeness when 1 asked you to dance with me.” “I ■ couldn’t stand my partner up, could I?” asks Chris, innocent, asked you to try me again,” he says. “And, besides. Lawson was there. He'i one of your gallant scouts." “Yes, he is,” she says, "hut I sacri ficed his friendship in duncln' with you afterward. He said if I had had one ounce of independence I would not have done it.” “Well, I don’t know that you would,” says Chris, thoughtful. At that she boiled over. “You brute!” she says quick nnd fu rious. “You are the most Insultln man I’ve ever known. All the rest have seemed to want to please me. I’ll tell you why I danced with you. though I scorned to tell Lawson. It was be cause Eve asked me to overlook your —peculiarities." The way she said that last word made old Chris wtnc-e a little. “She told me you practically owned this ranch and had been backin’ Ed all this time; that without your money it could not run. Shp Is afraid to cross you, but I’m not. Because you are good lookin’ and conceited you believe all women are attracted to you.” “And now you’ve told me what am and what I think,” says Chris, cool and calm, “maybe you’ll tell me bow you happened to come down to tbe engine house this mornin'.” “I was leavin’ today.” she says, “and I could not go until I hud seen you I wanted to tell you that. If this was my ranch you shouldn't stay on It a day; no. not an hour. I hate you. 1 loathe and detest you! You dog!" But before she got the last word out be bad her In his arms. He'kept pusb- ln’ back tbe little c-url that falls against her face and klssln' the spot be neath it “Why, you little cat!” he says de lighted. "You have got a temper. Thank goodness you are not one of the spineless kind. This Is all you lacked to make you perfect in my light I'd begun to despair of your havin' any spirit. I’d almost made up my mind I'd have to lose you. but ntiw —now! Why, It's my ranch,” he says, “and you shall stay on It—always!” She was strugglin’ hard to git away from him. “Yon beauty!” be snys. low ribd careenin'. “You darlln’! My, how I cbd love you!" He kept holdln’ her that way nnd klssln' her face and hair because she would not give him tier lips. "Stop!” sbe says at last. "Stop hold- in’ my arras this minute.” There wns somethin' in her tone that made him let her go and step back a little. I expect be thought 6be was goln' to slap bis face—I did. I’m goln’ to tell you what she done. She puts her arms around bis neck and bolds up her lips to be kissed. I bear him draw a sharp breath. “You old dog!" she says when he gives her a chance to speak. Funny what a difference that word “old" made! Tribute to Sainted Fannie Crosby. To those who duly appreciate the power and beauty of a Christian life is given to feel deeply the loss when one who represents such a character is re moved from among the living. It is with inexpressiblegratitudeand thanks giving to God that I pause to join the many thousands in acknowledging the power and influence of her beautiful life, so full of God, and to day mingle with them my tents of joy and sorrow —of sorrow, because of our infinite loss—of joy, because of her eternal gain. In all Christendom, when the church bells ring for the worship of our God, who gave us such a life ns was hers, the sweet odor of her life will mingle with the hymns of praise and the melody of music as they ascend to to the throne above, or as we move about in the circle of our homes, or along the highways where God seems nearest, and our hearts break forth with the song— "Take my life and Jet it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee,— M let us remember that such was her life —a call and inspiration to ub to a better and holier life. What eubiime visions of the “be yond” was granted her, we can faintly conceive by her constant fellowship with God. Thank God for such a life. A. L. Hamby. Greenville, Ga., Feb. 17th. After Many Years. J. L. Southers, Eau Claire, Wis., writes: “Years ago I wrote you in re gard to great results I obtained from Foley’s Kidney Pills. After all these years I have never had a return of those terrible backaches or sleepless nights; —I am permanently cured.” Men and women, young and old, find this relia ble remedy relieves rheumatism, back ache, stiff joints and ills caused by weak or diseased kidneys or bladder. Sold by all dealers. Mrs. Bagwig was no exception to the general rule. She believed implicitly in the heaven-sent genius of her off spring—and there were five of them. Above all was she convinced thatGer vangeline was born to charm the best audiences of Europe by her gift for piano playing. So at the age of 10 Gervangeline was sent twice a week to the expensive academy of Herr Poppanfizzel. At the end of the first term the proud mother called on the great man in order to give him an opportunity of holding forth on Gervangeline’s genius Said she: "Now, professor, how long will it be before my daughter is a really great oianist?” Herr Poppanfizzel thought for a few minutes. At last he Baid: "Dot is a ding imbossible to dell.” “Howitt^that?” said Mrs. Bagwig, in a mother-fighting-for-her-young sort of voice. “I’m Bure she has the necessary qualifications, hasn’t she now?” “Veil, matam,” said the professor “she haf two hands!” What a lovely collection of pessimists we would be if we could see ourselves as others Bee us! Half Your Living Without Money Cost A right or wrong start in 1915 will make or break most fhrmers in the Cotton States. We are all facing a crisis on cotton. Cotton credit is up set. The supply merchant cannot ad vance supplies on 1915 cotton. You must do your best to produce on your own acres the food and grain supplies that have made up most of your store debt in the past. A good piece of garden ground, rightly planted, rightly tended and kept planted the year round, can be made to pay half your living. It will save you more money than you made on the best five acres of cotton you ever grew! But it must be a real garden, and not the mere one-plant ing patch In tho spring and fan. Hastings’ 1915 Seed Book tells all about the right kind of a money-sav ing garden and the vegetables to put in it. It tells about the field crops as well and shows you the clear road to real farm prosperity, comfort and independence. IT’S FREE. Send for it today to H. G. HA8TINGS A CO, Atlanta, Ga.—Advt. Disordered Kidney, Cause Much Pain Willi pain ontl misery by day, siecp-disturbinS blad der weakness at night, tired, nr rvoua. run-down men and warm n every where i re glad to know that Feb v Kidney Fills restore heal:}) and strength, and the regular set ion at kid neys and bladder. For sale by J. F. LEE DRUG CO. Yes—Many People have told us the same story—distrem after eating, gases, heartburn. A Dyspepsia Tablet before and after each meal will relieve you. Sold only by us—25c. John R. Cates Drug Co. JEWWKK. You Need a Tonic There are times in every woman’s life when she needs a tonic to help her over the hard places. When that time comes to you, you know what tonic to take—Cardui, the woman's tonic. Cardui is com posed of purely vegetable ingredients, which act gently, yet surely, on the weakened womanly organs, and helps build them back to strength and health. It has benefited thousands and thousands of weak, ailing women in its past half century of wonderful success, and it will do the same for you. You can’t make a mistake in taking CARDUI The Woman’s Tonic Miss Amelia Wilson, R. F. D. No. 4, Alma, Ark., says: “I think Cardui is the greatest medicine on earth, for women. Before I began to take Cardui, 1 was so weak and nervous, and had such awful dizzy spells and a poor appetite. Now I feel as well and as strong as 1 ever did, and can eat most anything.” Begin taking Cardui today. Sold by all dealers. Has Helped Thousands. , Mill < >■< >■< >■< > ywnpp—Mij The Ford Sedan is high class in appearance and appointments. All the luxurious con veniences you desire in a family car. It carries five passengers comfortably. The seats are restful, and splendidly upholstered with cloth of the highest quality. Large doors give con venient entrance on either side. Plate glass windows give the qualifications of the closed limousine for inclement weather, and plenty of fresh air when open. With high quality in detail is economy in maintenance—less than 2c a mile. Ford Coupelet $750; Runabout $440; Tour ing Car $490; Town Car $690; Sedan $975. All cars fully equipped, f. o. b. Detroit. On display and sale at The Newnan Auto Co. Buyers will share in profits if we sell at retail 300,000 new Ford carH be tween August, 1014, and August, 1915. P Made a Quick Sale T HE Investment Department af a Bal timore stock exchange house had a caller who wished to buy fifty shares of a certain investment stock. While the customer waited, the manager called upthe firm’s Philadelphiaagenton the Bell Long Distance Telephone and secured the stock, with the promise of delivery next day. Quick trades are often made by the Bell Telephone service. 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