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Bismarck says Germany must Rave a
bigger army.
It is calculated that there arc fully
seventy thousand Germans living in
London at the present time, and that
over fifty per cent, of the foreigners in
England take up their abode in the
metropolis.
Whether or not the coyote howls
must over remain undecided, concludes
the San Francisco Examiner, eminent
authorities having analyzed the noe
tnrnal remarks of the beast and vari
ously interpreted them.
A wholesale dealer in beef depre¬
cates the rapid increase in the number
of creameries hi Maine. These estftb
lishments use up ail the cream, leaving
nothing for the calves but skim milk,
and as a result Maine veal is a scarce
article.
The official mining expert of Prus¬
sia, Herr Nasse, has published a re¬
port of his investigation as to the
possible duration of the coal of the
world. He believes that within six
years the coal mines of Europe will be
exhausted, and that the American sup¬
ply cannot last more than seven or
eight years.
The San Francisco Chronicle pre¬
dicts that flic housewife of the next
century will not have any tin or iron
cooking utensils. She will use alumi¬
num cooking dishes, which are light,
easily cleaned and practically inde¬
structible. A few of these dishes are
now made, and experiments have shown
that they are far superior to any now
in use.
The Japanese are beginning to com¬
pete successfully with Europeans in
the manufacture of umbrellas, and are
not only supplying the home demand,
but are exporting large numbers prin¬
cipally to China, where Japanese goods
are rapidly driving out those of Euro¬
pean manufacture. Tho Japanese ex¬
ported in 1892 no less than 1,202,174
umbrellas.
It is evident to the New York Tri¬
bune that the maple is deeply rooted
in tho affections of the people of Wis¬
consin. In the recent contest in that
State to determine which is the most
popular tree, the maple received the
highest number of votes cast—47,271
leading its principal competitor—the
oak—21,793. The elm came third,
with 14,000 votes, while the pine could
only muster 11,400. It is understood
that the count was fair.
Germany has 5,000,000 depositors in
savings banks; France, 4,150,000;
Great Britain, 3,750,000; Italy, 1,970,
000; Austria, 1,850,000; Switzerland,
1,600,000; Sweden and Norway, 1,-
570,000. The amount of savings de¬
posited in Austria, $613,000,000; in
France, $550,000,000; in Great Brit¬
ain, $536,000,000; in Prussia, $720, -
000,000; in Italy, $346,000,000; in
Norway and Sweden, $220,000,000; in
Switzerland, $118,000,000.
A naturalist recently declared that
we are wrong in ascribing unusual in¬
telligence to animals of the ape species.
“As it is the only animal with hands it
does many things by instinct and habit
and necessity that resemble the acts of
human beings, and make it seem to
us as if it is guided by intellect. The
ape is hardly more intelligent than the
dog, if, indeed, he knows as much. He
has a gift for imitation and a capacity
for mischief, and that is the most
human part of him. But the animal
that really knows the most, or is capa¬
ble of being trained so as to show the
most striking results of education, is
the domestic pig. ”
The Central Peruvian Railway lias
recently completed its line across the
Andes to Oroya, which is thirty miles
beyond the summit and 136 miles from
the coast. The ascent of the road from
the sea is an average of 150 feet per
mile. At the fiftieth mile the eleva¬
tion is about 6000 feet, and at tho
highest point—the 106th mile—the
hight is 15,665 feet. At points near
Oroya smelting works have been estab¬
lished where ores from the adjacent
lulling districts will b6 reduced to a
form suitable for conveyance to the
coast. The road will probably eventu¬
ally be continued to where navigation
begins on the Amazon, from which point
direct communication will be had with
the Atlantic.
SPRING PLACE. MURRAY COUNTY, GA. SATURDAY.AUGUST 12, 1893.
THE rain that comes over
THE HILL,
The rain that comes over the hill—the rain .
The musical, mystical rain,
Borne on from the stretch of the temperate
skies—
The skies that are gray as are my love’s eyes,
Oh the rain!
With the smell of vouug wheat from the
upland plain—
The rain that comes over the hill.
T ho rain that comes over the MU-tho rain .
The mighty and merciless rain.
, That drenches the shaking woodland,
green,
and sweeps
Liko an avalanche over tho dim, tossing
steeps.
Oh the rain'
That falls with a roar on tho vale’s grassy
floor—
The rain that eomes over tho hill.
The rain that comes over tho hill—the rain !
The gleeful and glittering rain,
That plays hide-and-seek with tho sun and
the shade,
In showers of jewels that sparkle and fade,
Oli the rain'
That veils the deep meadow and laughs in
the glade—
Tho rain that comes over the hill.
Tho rain that eomes over the hill—the rain !
The gracious and plentiful rain,
Refreshing the sun-fevered spaces accurst
When the forest is faint and tho fields are
athirst.
Oh the rain!
That brings back her soul to tho Summer
again—
The rain that comes over the hill.
The rain that comes over the hill—the rain !
The dewy, miraculous rain.
Willi the comforting clouds that drift close
to tho breast
Of the-transfigured Earth, by the soft mists
caressed.
Oli the min !
That disturbs not, nor breaks the enchant
ment it makes—
Tho rain that eomes over tho hill.
The rain that comes over tho hill—the rain!
The tearful and tremulous rain,
That sobs hythe wide-open windows at dawn
Where the grieving trees weep on tho noise¬
less lawn.
Oh tlio rain I
Falling softly, like shadows of hopesthataro
gone—
The rain that comes over tho htU.
—R. B. Burns Wilson, iu Harper’s Weekly.
MRS. DENVER'S LODGER,
BV HELEN FOKHEST GRAVES.
Wm OW, Josie, I do wish
you would listen to
S' reason. ”
Mrs. Denver, a
I. * plump, spectacled
matron of some five
, and-forty autumns,
M ‘ m looked with a glance
8* p of admonishing re¬
proof at her niece,
who sat on a low
ing divan, with droop¬
nrown curls, velvety dark eyes,
humid with tears, and a cherry lip
pouting ominously.
Josie Denver was very pretty, with
the fresh, sparkling beauty of eighteen,
and Josie Denver was in love, and, as
all the world knows, tho current of
true love never docs run smooth;
hence the tears, and the crimson flush
on the cheeks, and the trembling of
the pouted
“1 love him, aunt.”
“Love! What nonsense! There
isn’t any such feeling, except in story
papers and sensational novels. It’s all
simple respect and esteem.”
But Josie knew better ; she only bit
her lip, and thought of Frank Elling¬
ton’s last impassioned words. What
did Aunt Denver know of love ?
He’s a poor lawyer,” went on Aunt
Denver, “with not practice enough to
starve on, and I can’t let you enter on
a life of care and drudgery, with your
pretty face and boarding-school educa¬
tion. I’m astonished at Frank Elling¬
ton’s presumption, and still more aston¬
ished at you for allowing it. So now
get your embroidery, and think no
more about this child’s play.”
Josie took up her embroidery, ac¬
cording to orders, but as for the rest
of Aunt Denver’s commands, she in¬
ternally resolved to confided take her own way
about it. She had to Frank
Ellington her trials on the subject of
Aunt Denver’s systematic opposition,
and Frank had bidden her “cheer up
and never mind the old Turk.” But
it was so easy to talk.
“Hush!” cried Mrs. Denver, sud*
denly starting up and dropping her in¬
evitable stocking-darning, “Wasn’t
that a ring at the door-bell ? As true
as I live and breathe it was, and I
wouldn’t a bit wonder if it was a lodger
for our best front room.”
A lodger it was; brisk old gentle¬
man, with a shining brown wig, and
blue spectacles, and a yellow silk hand¬
kerchief tied in multitudinous folds
round his throat, August weather
though it was, while m his two hands
he held respectively a colossal silk um¬
brella and an apoplectic hand-bag.
* ‘I see you have rooms to let, ma’am, ”
said the old gentleman, nodding to¬
ward the papered notice to that effect
which adorned the left hand side of
the door.
“Yes, sir; a sitting-room and a bed¬
room. ”
“Can I look at them?”
it TELL THE TRUTH ”
•“Oh, certainly, sir. .Tosie! here,
Josie! Come and show the rooms. ”
Josie obeyed unwillingly enough,
while the old gentleman trotted after
^ er overgrown spaniel.
“I hope your rooms face the south,”
said the old gentleman. “I couldn’t
think of any other aspect, on account
ni .V rheumatism.”
“Due south, sir,” said Mrs. Denver.
“A bedroom and a sitting-room.”
e to lcct^“nnd’veryn^room^thoT''loom be. I
ma’am—I’ve hope you don’t keep a cat, '
“No, sir.” an antipathy to cats.”
“No public school in tho neighbor
hood, with bawling children? Nor en
gine-bouse?”
“No, sir.”
“What’s your price?”
“Twelve dollars a week, sir, includ¬
ing gas and lire.”
“I’ll take the rooms, and here’s a
month’s pay in advance,” said the old
gentleman, promptly, “My trunks
shall be sent to-nigbt. Is this your
daughter, ma’am?”
“My niece, sir.”
“A nice girl!” was the approving
answer. “Lots of beaus, I’ll go bail.”
Mrs. Denver pursed up her lips
primly.
“No, sir; my niece is too sensible for
such ”
Josie only pouted and blushed.
The new lodger was duly installed in
the sitting-room and bedroom, and Mrs.
Denver rejoiced in spirit.
“It’s so much better than if he were
a silly, sentimental young spark, put¬
ting all, sorts of nonsense in that feather
head of Josie’s,” she thought.
The weeks crept ou, and the old gen¬
tleman read his newspaper, and puffed
away at his meerschaum, and went tod¬
dling off daily to “business,” and paid
his bills with a regularity which filled
Mrs - leaver’s heart with delight.
‘ ‘There’s a lodger for you 1” she said,
exultantly. “I. just wish he’d keep the
rooms forever!”
It was a bright October evening
when Mr. Wiggleton sent for Mrs. Den¬
ver to come up to his room.
“Dear me!” thought the fluttered
housekeeper; “whatever can the mat¬
ter be? It’s too bad. I believe he’s
going to find fault with your guitar
practice, Josie.”
“I can’t help it,” said Josie, pite¬
ously; “I must get on with my guitar
lessons. ”
Mrs. Denver obeyed tho unwonted
summons. Mr. Wiggleton, who was
sitting in a big chair, cleaning his
meerschaum with a bit of chamois, laid
down his work, and solemnly adjusted
his blue spectacles.
“Mrs. Denver,” ho said, “I’m think¬
ing of being married.”
“And leaving me, sir?” ejaculated
the housekeeper, with failing heart.
“It won’t bo necessary, ma’am, to
leave yon.”
“Oh, indeed, sir! Then you will
bring your wife here?”
“My bride will be here already,
ma’am. It’s Miss Josie. ”
“My Josie!”
“Yes, ma’am, your Josie.”
Mrs. Denver’s heart thrilled with
pride and gratification.
“I’m sure, sir, Josie will he very
much flattered.”
“Would you kindly speak to her,
ma’am, and, as it were, break the ice
for me ? You see I’m rather advanced
in years, and I’m not used to this sort
of thing.”
“Certainly, Mrs. sir — oh, certainly,v
cried Denver, smoothing her
apron. “I shall be honored.”
She went down stairs as fast as if
there were no such things as neuralgia
pains, or stiff old bones, in all the
world, to where Josie sat reading in
the little parlor.
“What.do you think, Josie?” she
cried, exultingly. “Here’s good luck
for us! Mr. Wiggleton has fallen in
love with you. ”
“With me, aunty?”
“Yes, and he’s willing to marry yon,
if you will be a good girl. Now, isn’t
that good news!”
But to Mrs. Denver’s amazement
J osie burst into a passion of tears, and
flung her book upon the floor.
“I won’t marry him. An old bundle
of flannel and rheumatism. No, I
won’t. ”
“Josie!”
“I wonder you dare ask me such
thing, aunty, and poor Frank, too!
Never! I’ll go out to service first.”
“Child!” cried tho dismayed aunt,
“you are raving. There—wipe your
eyes, quick, and smooth your hair;
he’s coming down stairs. ”
Apparently, in Mr. Wiggleton’s idea
of things, the process of “breaking
the ice” was not a protracted one for
his step was now heard deliberately
stamping down the stairs.
“Hey! hello! Miss Josie crying!
My, what’s the matter?" cried Mr.
Wiggleton.
“I won’t? There’s no use asking
me!” sobbed Josie.
“She don’t mean it, sir,” apologized
Mrs. Denver. “She’ll sulk quite dif¬
ferently presently. ”
“"Will you leave us alone together,
ma’am?” requested the ancient suitor.
“No—don’t, aunty. Please don’t,”
cried Josie.
Mrs. “Certainly, sir, by all means.” And
Denver whisked out of the room.
She went down stairs, and sat by
the window trying to knit, but secret¬
ly worrying in her mind about the
willful lassie upstairs. Surely sho
would never he so crazy as to refuse
Mr. Wiggleton. Yet girls were so un¬
accountable sometimes. She wished
now that she had insisted upon it,
threatening to turn her out of doors,
else—boen imperative. “But, oh,
dear !” sighed Mrs. Denver, ‘wisdom
always comes too lnte. ”
Presently “Mrs. the door opened.
Denver!” called out the voice
of Mr. Wiggleton—a jocund, compla¬
cent voice, like anything in the world
but the accents of a discarded lover.
Mrs. Denver hastened up stairs with
throbbing heart, and eager, question¬
ing countenance. .Tosie sat smiling
and blushing on the sofa with ono or
two tear- drops sparkling on her eye¬
lashes, while Mr. Wiggleton, with
brown wig somewhat disheveled, bent
chivalrously over her.
“Ik it all right?” asked Mrs. Denver,
faintly, all laying her hand on her heart.
“Its right, ma’am—she has prom¬
ised to be mine. ”
“And when?”
“Next week.”
“Oh, not so soon !” pleaded Josie.
“Dearest!” cried Mr. Wiggleton,
laughingly, “true love brooks no de¬
lay. Next week it must be. ”
“Don’t be foolish, my dear,” said
Mrs. Denver to her niece. “The sooner
the better.”
So Josie, overborne by the majority,
was forced to yield.
“My dear, ” said her aunt, approv
ingly, “I never gave you credit for
half tho good sense you have shown to¬
day.”
“Didn’t you, aunty?”
“But I’m delighted with you ; and
you shall have the nicest wardrobe
money can buy. ”
The wedding-day arrived, and Josie,
looking very lovely in a lustrous white
silk, shadowed by tho snowy cloud of
a tulle vail, was duly married to Mr.
Wiggleton in a new brown wig and a
suit of the choicest broadcloth.
Mrs. Denver, who had remained be¬
hind to superintend the preparation of
tho wedding breakfast, was at the door
to welcome her new nepliew-in-law
and his bride. Sho led tho way up¬
stairs to tho parlor.
“A—hem—m !” coughed Mr. Wiggle¬
ton. “Now that we are safely married,
my dear Jose, I do not see. the neces
sity for keeping up these absurd ap¬
pearances He any longer. ”
calmly removed his wig, dis¬
playing profuse brown curls, and took
the blue spectacles from a pair of
brilliant hazel eyes. A pair of iron
gray side-whiskers were coolly drawn
from his face, and the luxuriant folds
of the white neckcloth suddenly re¬
vealed a very handsome throat. While
instantaneously recovering from a
chronic stoop, and straightening him¬
self, Mr. Wiggleton altered, as if from
the touch of an enchanter’s wand, to
Mr. Frank Ellington.
Mrs. Denver uttered a hysterical
scream.
“Frank Ellington!"
“At your service, my dear aunt!”
‘ ‘Arc you Mr. Wiggleton ?”
“I was five minutes ago.”
“But you—you are not married to
my Josie?”
-‘So tho clergyman says, ma’am.”
“You are a—a deceiving wretch!”
cried the aunt, sinking upon a chair,
“Josie, how dared you?”
“You asked me to marry Mr. Wiggle¬
ton, aunt, and I married him.”
“But I never dreamed of tho base
trick that was being played upon
me. ”
“Oh, well, you see I couldn’t help
that,” said Josie, demurely.
“Stop a moment,” said the bride¬
groom, with a commanding air that
even Mrs. Denver could not resist;
“let mo explain matters, I am no
longer the penniless suitor to whom
you objected, madame. Tho day pre¬
vious to my engaging your rooms I
received a bequest from an uncle, ren
dering me independent for life. I had
no doubt but that you would immedi¬
ately withdraw your objections to my
marriage with your niece, but I pre¬
ferred, remembering the obstacles you
had always interposed in our path, to
woo and win her in my own way. I
think wo are quits now, Mrs. Denver;
shall we be friends henceforward ?”
He laughingly extended his hand.
Mrs. Denver took it, and pressed it,
half pleased, half vexed.
“Quits, then, Frank. And you will
keep tho suite of rooms?”
“I shall duly comply with all that
Mr. Wiggleton promised.”
So, instead of one lodger Mrs. Den¬
ver had two. And Josie and her aunt
both suited.—New York Weekly.
The Groom Declared Himself.
Among the passengers on an Indiana
train the other day, says a local paper,
where a newly-married couple, who
made themselves known to such an ex¬
tent that tho occupants of the car be¬
gan passing sarcastic remarks about
them. The bride and groom stood the
remarks for some time, but finally the
latter, who was a man of tremendous
size, broke out in the following lan¬
guage at his tormentors: “Yes, we’re
married. Just married. We aro go¬
ing 100 miles further on this train,
and I’m going to “spoon” all the way.
If you don’t liko it, you can get out
and walk. She’s my violet and I’m
her sheltering oak.” During the ie
mninder of their journey they were
left in peace.—New York Tribune.
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