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H X 3 z o o c Z H z * c fl CLIFFORD GRUBBS, Publisher. ICVJiKV YEAR, The spring has loss of brightness, Every year, And tho snow a ghastlier whltenoss, Every year, Nor do summer flowers quicken, Nor does autumn fruitage thicken, As they once did, for they stoken Every year. Life Is a count of losses, Every year, For the weak are heavier crosses; Every year. Lost springs with sobs replying, Unto weary autumn’s sighing, While those we love are dying, Every year. It is growing darker, colder, Every year, As tho heat and light grow older, Evory year, 1 caro not now for danolng, Or for eyes with passion glancing, Love is less and less entrancing, Evory year. For tho days have less of gladness, Every year, The nighls have more of sadness, Every year, Fair springs no longer oliarm us, Tho winds and weather harm us, The threats of death alarm us, Evory year. There come new cares and sorrows, Every year, Dark days and darker morrows, Every year, The ghosts of dead loves haunt us,, The ghosts of ohanged friends taunt us, And disappointments daunt us, Every year. Of tne loves and sorrows blended, Evory year, Of the charms of friendship ended, Every year, Of the ties that still might bind me, Unlil lime and death resigned mo, My inllmilies remind me, Every year. Thank God, no clouds are shifting, Every year, O’er the land to whioh we re drifting, Every year, No losses there will grieve us, Nor loving faces leave us, Nor death of friends bereave us, Every year. —Albert Piko. The County Line Road. BY GEORGY. S. CCTHBEBTSON. yJ/M fln’fl Vi / N a particular •cSe portion of the fair /flit State of Michigan ^§9 ~stretch located of high g? way, on J M 5 -. the boundary be tween two coun ^ ties, for which reason it is familiarly known to the adjacent residents as the “County Line Road.” In former clays, before the keen bladed ax and Bharn toothed saw of the sturdy settler had accomplished such a wonderful transformation in the appearance of tho landscape, both sides of the road were lined for a number of miles by a dense, heavy growth of forest and underbrush. In consequence of this fact and the soarcitv of human habitations, the farmers who traveled over this route to the city markets located at its ter urination, found an exceedingly lone¬ some, cheerless ride before them. But then, the highly remunerative prices paid for the results of their toil, as was evidenced by their well filled purses on their return, offered ade¬ quate inducements to them to brave the dangers and discomforts of the BolitBr y i°<«ney. The dangers to whioh we refer were occasioned by a band of outlaws who Lad established their headquarters in this extensive belt of timber. Startling were the stories circulated concerning the bold deeds of this rof gang; many were tho farmers that pould io the testify from bitter experience and veracity of these stories; numerous were the attempts mode to apprehend and bring tho criminals to justice. Bnt all to no purpose. The “County Line Road” continued to possess a reputation so unsavory that it struck terror into the hearts oi those who were obliged to travel its lonely windings. ’ Robert Emmet only eighteen was years of age when his father died and left him in charge of their newly set¬ tled, partially cleared farm with the responsibility resting on his ineXperi enoed youDg shoulders of caring and providing for his widowed mother and his two small brothers, Robert was a healthy, active youth, with a clear brain and strong, wqll-de veloped musoles. He fully realized the gravity of his position and cheer fully and bravely went to work. By dint of earnest, tireless efforts, fine crops of grain and vegetables were grown and harvested; so that, when in the waning life of autumn there came whisperings of the arrival of blustering winter, the Emmet family found food themselves plentifully provided With and an ample surplus of SYCAMORE. IRWIN COUNTY. GA., FRIDAY, MARCH 26, 1897. Our life is loss worth living, Every year, > And briefer our thanksgiving. Every year, And love grown faint and Iretful With lips but half regretful, Averts Its eyes forgetful, Every year. Ah, how sad to look before us, Every year, While the cloud grows darker o’er as Every year. When we see the blossoms faded. That to bloom we might lmvo aldod And Immortal garlands braided, Every year. To tho past go more dead faces, Every year, And the loved leave vaoant places Every year, Everywhere the sad eyes meet us, In tho evening's dusk they greet us, And to come to them entreat us, Every year. “You are growing old,” they tell us, “Every yourj” “You are more alone,” they tell us, “Every year-.” "You can win no new affection, You have only rocollection, Deepest sorrow and dejection," "Every year." Too true. Life’s shores are shifting Every year, And we are shoreward drifting, Every year, Old places, changing, fret us, The living more forget us, There are fewer to regret us, Every year. But the truer life draws nigher, Every year, And Its morning star olimbs higher, Every year. Earth’s hold on us grows slighter, And the heavy burdens lighter. And the dawn immortal hrighler, Every year. .. farm produce which, when sold, would bring in sufficient revenue to meet all the expenses incurred in the manage¬ ment of their farm and household. But in order that this happy result might be brought about, it was, of course, necessary that Robert should convey to the city markets the prod¬ ucts of his summer’s labor over the ill-famed “County Line Road.” It was not a pleasant prospect that eonironted him. Just the week pre vious his nearest neighbor went on a similar expedition and returned, tell¬ ing a doleful story, having been re¬ lieved of his watch and all his money. A couple of days following this af¬ fair a well organized posse of men, under leadership of the sheriff, started out, determined upon capturing the highwaymen. Scouring the wood for nearly a week, they were on the point of giving up, when a rude log cabin was discovered in a deep ravine. Here they came upon three members of the gang, who, being taken by sur¬ prise, surrendered after a slight resis¬ tance. These weloome tidings were joyfully received by everybody, but no one felt more jubilant over them than did the hero of this narrative, Robert Em¬ met. He now believed he would be able to carry his produce to market, and return therefrom in safety. Nor was he mistaken, for a month passed rapidly by, during whioh time he made several successful trips; and, as a natural result, the carefully hoarded earnings, tucked snugly away in the old stocking in the tin box under the loose board in the eorner of the kitchen floor, had become enlarged to such an extent as to burst from the confinement of their wooly prison. The day arrived at last when Robert was to mate his last visit to the city. Thankful, indeed, for his past good fortune and happy in the thought of the near-by termination of his labor, he bade the dear ones at home fare¬ well, and gaily mounted to his place on the load. Justly proud was he of the team of beautiful prancing colts whioh, heavy strongly as proved their burden, pulled the so on the bridle reins In en¬ deavor to cover the ground at a faster gait, that it had made their youthful master's arms ache to hold them down to a steady paoe. Robert was far on his way when day¬ light’s rosy hues began to tinge the eastern horizon. The weather was sharp and frosty, and the roads like pavement, so hard were they frozen, and the city was safely reached early in the afternoon. Before nightfall he had succeeded in disposing of; the major portion of “In Union, Strength and Prosperity Abound.” his load, and what remained was parted with the fallowing morning. Quite a handsome sum was gained from the sale. The coin he carried in a leathern pouoh in his breeches pooket, while the bills were carefully rolled up in a bunoh and stowed away in an inside pooket of his vest. When his team had finished their feed of grain he started out on the homeward journey. His heart was as light as the fleecy clouds that floated lazily about on the western margin of the sky, and he hummed a lively tune as the wagon rattled along over the smooth road. It was still early in the day and few conveyances were abroad and these were headed toward the city. For the first ten of the thirty-four miles farm houses were numerous, but after that the country grew gradually wilder, with settlers’ homes less in number and located farther apart. Arriving within a mile of the forest, Kobert perceived a tall figure rise suddenly from the ditch at the road¬ side and walk ahead with slow, halting movements. As he drew nearer he could see a woman. She was attired in a dress of coarse, dark material and a thick woolen shawl hung in lcose folds around her shoulders. Her head gear consisted of a small felt hat, over which was drawn a olose, brown veil that completely concealed her fea¬ tures. Her hands were enveloped in mittens and in one of them she carried a little wicker basket, whose contents were hidden from view by a strip of paper tuoked about it. As Kobert drove np the woman paused and turned around. She didn’t raise her veil when she spoke, and her voice was low and hoarse. “Would yon give an old woman a ride?” she asked, and then went off into a paroxysm of coughing. “Certainly, ma’am!” said Kobert, cheerfully, at the same time bringing his team to a stop. “What a terrible cold the poor thing’s got,” was his mental comment, ns he looked down pityingly. When the fit of coughing had subsided she clambered slowly into the wagon and took a place beside tho young teamster, who drew up the heavy robe and kindly assisted in arranging and tuoking it around his passenger. remarked, “Quite chilly," he bot¬ tling himself again on his seat. But his companion made no reply, and he concluded that she did not de¬ sire to enter into conversation. So they drove along in a silenoe broken only by the noise of the vehicle and the clatter of the horses’ hoofs on the frozen road-bed. Bat if Robert’s tongue was silent, his thinking powers were by no means dormant, and over him there crept a vague, uncertain feeling that every¬ thing was not just as it shou d be. Now and then he stole a glance at the woman, who sat as motionless as a marble Image. During one of these glances the stiff breeze that was blowing caught a exposing corner of for the veil and instant flung it stubby [back, an a growth of black chin whiskers! down Immediately unruly the covering stranger apd pulled in¬ the dulged in another dry, raoking cough. “A woman with a beard 1” thbugkt Robert in dismay, and then in : flash he realized that seated beside hi n was a man in disgnise, a man belonging to a gang of highwaymen. It was a startling discovery but evidently his unwelcome passbnger was totally unaware that he had it. .What should he do? He mu t de¬ cide quickly, for soon the forest' onld be reached and in its gloomy were]ata- mazes no doubt other highwaymen tioned at the spot where it was intjnd ed he should be robbed of his h rd earntd money. Suddenly he ga ich e a quick little jerk of his head w tilted his hat over on his ear, and the wind catching it, off it went. “Whoa! Princsl Whoa, Topsvl 'he oried; “Whoa, I say! I’ve lost my lat. “I’ll hold the horses till you get it,” said his companion, checking with ap¬ parent effort another attack of cot gh ing. couldn’t “Oh, no, ma’am 11 tl ink of it. They’re a pair of colts and - ery difficult to manage unless you un ler stand them. I’ll hold them and ?ou may do me the kindness to get'my hat.” The counterfeit woman depositing appeared nndeoided a minute, then the basket in the bottom of the wagon, dropped down over the wheel to the ground and hobbled off in the direc¬ tion of the ditch. Robert watched until the hat had been picked up, and then spoke sharply to the horses, at the same time strik¬ ing them lightly oVeT their backs with the reins. The noble animals sprang forward with a bound and struck into a steady run. A torrent of oaths falling on his ears above the racket of the wagon, the young driver glanced over his Shoulder and saw thflt his late com¬ panion had torn off the veil and was running rapidly after him. But it was hot long until there was a long distance between them. “Weil derne, my good horses,” he said, approvingly. “Yon deserve a double quantity of oats to-night and if I live to get home, you shall have it. Ah! here’s that strange little ba&et, I must see what’s in it." Ricking It np he cautiously the paper and two well-charged, largo caliber revolvers were revealed to his gaze. The wood was entered with consid¬ erable apprehension, still he felt safer than if he had been destitute of means to defend himself. But nothing of a suspicious nature was farther encoun¬ tered and—much to his relief—the journey was concluded in safety.— Detroit Free Press. WORDS OF WISDOM. Ton know the man when yon know the company he keeps. If good advice were gold, every poc¬ ket would bo full of money. Tho man who has a strong will i3 often strong ih nothing else. Hypocrisy is a certificate of good character vice gives to virtue. The world’s creed is, “He is the bost man who wears the best coat.” The man who is envious of evil doers will soon be an evil door himself. The man who will not livo np to his convictions Is untrue to himself. Gray hair and wripkles may come, but a happy heart is always young. Where the temperature is just right for a saint it is too warm for a sinner. The man who stands behind truth to fight has a shelter that is bullet¬ proof. If all the humor of life could only be known, what a jolly world this would be. The man whose knowledge all comes from books will not find it the power to move living men. Trying to produced look like a wool sheep has never yet any on tho back of a goat.—Ram’s Horn. Parisian Lawyers. Lawyers In France, according to a Rochester gentleman, who has jnst returned from a three years’ sojourn in Paris, do not have such an easy time as they do in this oountry, says the Union and Advertiser. There, far from encouraging the bright young men of the land to enter Into the legal profession, it would seem that they are discouraged and every obstacle thrown in their path, the result generally being that it is only a rioh man who oan be a lawyer. “Under the regulations at present in force,” says this Rochester gentle¬ man, “barristers, after they have kept their terms and passed a sort of three years’ novitiate, during which they have the title of advocate, but have no voice in the deliberations of the coun¬ cil of discipline, are inscribed on the rolls. They can plead during the three years’ probation, but it is a sort of empty privilege in nine cases out ten. When an eminent barrister in France employs a junior it is generally rolls; should some one inscribed on the he employ the pto bationer, the honor thus accorded him must suffice. He does not pay him. “But he must live, and here is where the problem comes in, whioh is much more easily solved by the Ameri¬ can or English young lawyer than it is by his Parisian brother. In the first place, there is the outlay for his gown, or beretta, which comes close to $16, unless he prefers to hire it at the rate of ten cents per day. Then he must engage some one to teach him deport¬ ment, for this is an essential qualifica¬ tion in this land, where King Etiquette rules with an iron hand. The servioes of professor of the conservatory must also be oalled in to train his voice, unless nature has been kind to him in that respect. But these expenses are mere incidents. He must, above all, not live in small chambers and rent dingy offices, Poverty is a poor key to open the pockets of clients." A Watch That Winds Itself. The latest novelty in the line of timekeepers will appeal to lazy and forgetful people. It consists of a watch which does uot require any its winding. All that is necessary for owner to do in order to have the time with him always is to walk the half a mile a day. The watch does rest. These novel watches are got out in several varieties of cases, some of them extremely ornamental, bnt the kind most commonly seen in Chioago is made with a plain blaok case and an open face. The winding mechanism oonsists of an ingenious oontrivanoe by whioh a small weight is railed and ldwered from the jar of walking. The motion of the weight works a small ratchet arrangement, which winds tho sprinjpto its full tension, and then is automatically held until more winding is needed. A course of shaking will up and down for a few minutes an¬ swer the same purpose as a stroll afoot, while all the jolts and jaiB of ordinary existence are likewise mode useful as a means of winding.—Chicago Tribune. White Elephants. In Siam elephants roam wild in the forests, but a royal edict forbids any¬ body to kill them. Great rewards, on the other hand, are bestowed upon any one who is so fortunate as to cap¬ ture a white elephant. Siam, When one fa secured in it ie fetched to the capital city and pre¬ sented to the King. Thenceforth honors almost royal are paid to it. Ii is garlanded with flowers and pampered with delioaoiea 1.00 A T«a*. VOL. VIII. NO. 5. Georgia Suwanee Southern & Florida* Florida Ry. Ri ver Route to Time T«,E>lo No< 31> HolJiH HOUND. NORTHBOUND. No. 6, | No. 3. No. I. | STATIONS. 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PalBchLv 7 30am 10 30pm Ar Miami Lv 5 00am Operates Puitmaa Buffet sleepers the year round between Nashville, Tenn., and Jacksonville, Fla., via Macon and Tifton on trains Nos. 3 and 4. Operates Local Sleepers the year round between Macon, Ga., and Pa¬ latka, Fla., via G. S. & F. direot on trains Nos. 3 and 4. Operates Pullman Buffet Sleepers between St. Louis, Mo., and Jackson¬ ville, Fla., via Maoon and Tifton on trains Nos. 1 and 2. Direct line to Fitzgerald Soldier Colony via Tifton. No. 1—Dinner, Tifton; Supper, Lake City. No. 2—Breakfast, Lake City; Dinner, Tifton. No. 3—Breakfast, Lake City. No. 4—Supper, Lake Oity. No. 5—Supper, Oordele. No. 6—Breakfast, Cordele. Winter tourist tiokets on sale to all Florida points, commencing Novem¬ ber 1st, 1896. D. G. HALL, T. P. A., W. H. LUCAS, F. P. A., 12 Kimball House, Atlanta, Ga. ■ Hogan street, Jacksonville, Fla. C. B. RHODES, Soliciting Passenger Agent, Maoon, Ga. JT, LANE, General Superintendent. G. A. MACDONALD, Gen. Pas*. Agl Tifton and KTortlieastern H« R. “SOLDIER’S COLONY ROUTE.” Local Time Table No. 5. No. 7 No. 3!No. 1 Effective February 9, 1897. No. 2 No. 4 No8. P.M. P. M. A.M. A.M. P.M. P.M. 4 00 4 00 7 30 Leave.... Tifton, Ga.... Arrive 12 00 7 16 7 15 4 12 4 13 7 45 .. f Brighton, Ga... 11 45 7 00 7 00 4 20 4 22 7 55 ..f Harding, Ga... 11 86 6 51 6 51 4 40 4 42 8 16 ..fPinetta, Ga.... 11 16 6 31 6 31 4 45 4 48 8 31 ....Mystic, Ga.... 11 10 6 25 6 25 4 56 5 00 8 43 ..f Fletcher, Ga... 10 59 6 13 6 18 I 5 10 5 16 9 00 Arrive.. Fitzgerald, Ga... LeavejlO 45 6 00 6 001 Trains Nos. 1, 2, 3 and 4 run daily, except Sunday, Trains Nos. 7 and 8 run on Sunday only, (f) Flag Station. Trains stop only on signal. All trains make connection with the Plant System and Georgia Southern and Florida at Tifton, and the Georgia and Alabama at Fitzgerald. ■ F. G. BOATRIGHT, Traffic Manager. H. H. TIFT, President. W. O. TIFT, Vice-President. General Offioes; Tifton, Georgia. W. A. DYE. P. D. FRANKLIN : ? 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