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HE TURN OF THE ROAD.
Then's * gleam of meted gold,
■ And a blink of care stained wall,
Ud the lano a rood or to.
Where a thatched roof huddlee low*
f will sold “ “
And 4 daf will seldom fall
ta rulstrow, bent and old.
raHnll— v
Rime-frost hair and little fed shawl.
Through her black gapped doorway farce,
Venr frail and meager and small.
And the years* unllfted load
With a faltering foot she bears
Twist the tall banks to and fro,
But her steps will ever stay
Ere the turn of the road—
Jfever reach It, you might guese
That they halt for feoblen
Hi
t they halt for feeblenees,
TUI you hear her story told.
For she says: “The children aU
Are aweary while aWay;
Years long since I watched them go—
Twas when day came glimmering oold
Round the turn of the road;
And I’m loneeome left behind;
Yet time paesee, fast or slow,
And they're coming home some day*
They'll come back to me, they said;
Just this morn that's overhead
It might uhance for aught I know.
And that's always In my mind,
For I drcaiu it lu my sleep.
And I think It when I wake.
And when out of doors I creep
. Toward the turn of the road.
Then a step 1 hardly make.
But I'm saying all the while,
Ere another minute's gone.
I mar see them there, all three,
nlni‘*
f/i'
Coming home, poor lads, to me.
Round the turn of the road.
Bat a stone's throw farther on.
If I'd creep to whore It showed
Like a riband stretched a mile.
And the longest look I'd take
mi
■
Saw naught stirring on Its white*
ny urn
Sure my hoart were flt to break.
So before I come In sight,
Home I set my face again,
b the
ki • •
Lost I'd lose the thought that's light
Thro* the darksome day. And then
If 1 find the houso so still
That roy heart begins to ache
Ere my foot Is o'er (he sill,
1 can think I needn't fret,
If they're maybe near me yet
At the turn of tho road."
-Jane Barlow In Bookman,
THE STILL.
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"TIiovo'h no use cooking any more
concha, Theo, 1 con’,t ent another
mouthful of anything till I have some
wator. Come down to tho boat.”
Theo, a brawny nngroboy of eight
een or twonty, barefooted, with his
' trousers reltod, to bis knees, bis shirt
open at the throat and u tuttered
.straw hat on his head, followed to a
boat that lay well up oii the lieach
with a great hole Btove in her side.
VI brought you down here,” said
Harry 'Waterford, leaning his back
against the boat and looking seriously
at the colored boy, "because I don’t
want Sansom to hear what I say.
But this thing Ib coming to an end.
You see how Sansom sits them with
his head on his kuoes, looking at the
water? He’s been that way all day.
That’s the thirst. He feels it worse
than we do because lie is a mulatto,
and they haven't the strength of a
pure black or n pure white. But
wo’ll be tho saino way by tomorrow
and Sansom will he worse. This is
the third day without water, and in
another twenty-four hours we’ll not
be able to help ourselves.”
"That’s true, boss," Theo replied;
"conchs 1b salt, and they make a pow
erful thirst; hut what are wegoiug
to dot”
"I nni going to throw the ballast
out of tliis boat, patch' her up and
try to take her to Nassau. It is a
slim chance, but I might as well
drown as die hero of thinit."
They were on Pelicau island, these
boys, only twelve miles from Nas
sau, in the Bahamas. But in the
terrific hurricane that was blowing
they might oh well have boon a thou
sand miles away, even If they had
not bilged their boat while landing
on the Island.
Harry Waterford, nn American
boy spending the winter iu the hotel
in Nossab witii his father, had gone
out fishing with the two colored
boatmen, and when the storm sud
denly broke up they hod managed to
reach Pelican island, with no food,
and with their water jug washed full
of Balt son water.
The lack of food was a small mat-
tor, for pleuty of, conchs nro to be
near the shores of these is-
found near
lands, and conchs when properly pre
pared nro as wholesome as clams.
But the water I Pelican island was
not more than on acre in extent, a
soUd'ljmestone rock, with thin soil on
top and not a drop of fresh water.
They had suffered terribly fob
By •.
three days and now they had reached
the danger point.
“flight os well throw yourself into
the sea fit once, boss," Theo answered.
“There is no small boat made could
live in this sea. And the wind would
pick it right out of the water. Tliis
-Is what we call n long gale—tho wind
Steeps in the same quarter. It may
’. blow so for five or six days. There
-wouldn’t no Nassau boatman come
.-out while it lasts for no money.”
“I am going to try it," Harry re
plied. "It is sure deatli*to stay h ere.
You and Sansom can do as you like,
'.but I have mode up my mind to go.
The wind blows dead for Nassau, and
I shall lash the sail over this hole in
the side and try it with a double
reefed jib.”
"You’ll go down, boss, sure," Theo
expostulated.
■i "How can she sink if we throw
out the ballast?" Harry asked. "If
slje Alls she’ll still Boat. She’ll be as
good as n raft"
“You don’t know what a sea is
breaking op the Nassau shore I" Theo
argued.
“No," said Harry, "but I know
what a thirst is killing us here. Givo
■me a hand with these planks, and
we'll get the ballast out.”
Harry picked up the end of one of
the planks that formed a false bot
tom for the boat, under which the
ballast . Iny. and Theo. seeing it tiso-
lees to expostulate, seised the other
end and the plank was thrown over
the aide.
Harry did not stoop to lift another
dank. Something day there in the
x>ttom of the boat that his eyes
fixed upon. Ho looked and looked
as though fascinated and dreading
to move lest he find it all a mistake.
"What's the matter, boset" Theo
asked at length.
"What is this boat ballasted with,
Theo?"
‘.‘Lead pipe,” Theo answered. “It
was better than sandbags, because it
took less room. We bought It out of
the big Spanish steamer that was
wrecked a year ago."
“And didn’t I”
Harry's throat was so parched and
he was so much excited he could not
speak.
“What is it, boss? That plank must
have been too heavy for you. Sit
down a few minutes and rest.”
“Oh, I'm all right. Didn't I Bee a
teakettlo in the locker (" ,
"Yes; we always bring that copper
teakittlo along. MoHt boutmon like
coffee, but we like tea.”
Before he had finished Harry hnd
, umped out of tho lioat and wns wav
ing Ills hat frantically. "Hurrah!
Water I Water I Oh, I can taste it
already!"
“Tho fever’s took yo, lw<s,” suid
Thoo, following Hairy out of the
boat and grasping his arm.
Nonsense, ’’ Harry shouted. 1 ‘It's
water. I tell ybu wo shall have ail
the water wo wont Inside of two
hours. Don’t think I’m crazy; I'm
all right Lead pipe and a teakettle.
Don’t you know that lead pipe and a
teakettle ure as good afi a spring?
Go and reuse Sansom and get to
work and you shall soon have all the
water you can drink."
Theo walked off toward Sansom,
but not without looking doubtfully
over his sliouldor at Harry, whoso
Budden excitement he could not un
derstand.
Harry climl>ed back into the boat
and drew out a piece of. half inch
lead pipe about fifteen feci long. He
went into the little cabin and found
the copper kettle, big enough to hold
two gallons.
"Now, Sansom,” he cried, “you
take the hatchet and got plenty of
firewood—n big pile—enough to Inst
all night. Thoo will stay here to help
me."
Sansom took the hatchet and
started for a thicket, keeping within
the shelter of the rocks that shielded
him from the fury of the hurricane.
“Here, Thoo, look fit the end of
this pipe. Now I wish you to make
me a plug out of the hardest wood
you oan find, with the small end just
big enough to flt snugly into tho pipe
and the largo end three times as big.”
Harry twisted the pipe five times
around a broken limb of a 11*60 that
lay pear, five or six inches in diame
ter, and thus made u coil, leaving
about twp foot of tho pipe straight at
the top of the coil and a foot or
more at tho bottom.
‘Here’s tho plug,” said Theo, re
turning with it.
Yes, and now I'll showyou,” Har
ry sold. "Got mo that hatchet from
Sansom for a minute, Now then!"
He inserted tho small end of the
plug into the end of the pipe and
struck it six or eight smart blows
with the hatchet. Thie drove the
plug in aud enlarged the bore of tho
end of tho pipo to more than double
its original size. Then he took the
; out.
fow got iue a big spike out of
the boat and drive the end into any
piece of wood for a handle, you
know. Then heat the spike redhot
in the fire."
While Theo wns doing this Harry
fitted the enlarged end of tho pipe to
the spout of the teakettle, and gently
pounded it down snug and tight with
the hatchet.
When the spike wns hot enough
ho melted the edges of - the pipe,
and thus soldered it to the kettle.
“Now bring the water jug out of
the boat, and that rusty tin pail you
use for bailing," he ordered.
Theo brought- pail and jug, and
Harry managed to cut a small hole
through the sido of tho pail, almost
at tho bottom, through which he
thrust tho straight end-of pipe from
the lower part of the coil, thus fix
ing, the coil in the pail, and stuffing
pieces of his hnndkerehief into the
hole beelde the pipe to make it water
tight.
Then he bent down about three
inches of the end of pipe that pro
truded from the pail like u water
spigot.
“Now, Theo,” said Ui6 thirsty
young scientist, "you build me n' lit
tle hearth of stones to hold the ket
tle just where it is now; and you,
Samson, get that other old pan out
of the boat and dip me up some
water."
Harry scraped away sand on the
side of tho pail farthest from the fire
until the mouth of tho water jug was
brought ou a level with the bottom
of the pail, with the bout end of the
pipe running into it.
In n few minutes there was a roar
ing, fire under the kettle, for fuel was
plenty.
"Hi, boss, that kitt.Ie'11 soon begin
to sing!" Theo shouted as the fire
crackled and roared.
“Kettle!!' said Harry. "There is
no kettle here!"-
"Why," Theo answered, “there's
my old copper kittle that I make my
tea out of."
“No.” Ham- corrected him. "That
Is not a kettle any more; it is a‘re
tort.’ This coil of pipe is • ‘worm.’
The water jug is a ‘receiver.’ The
whole apparatus is a ‘still.’ I am go
ing to distill water now, and you
shall both have a drink in a very few
minutes." f
A few minutes later the kettle be
gan to sing. Too much steam es
caped around the lid, and Horry tore
a pieco of lining from his coat, wetted
It in
, he heard; but he said
op, drop, drop, drop—it
now, though slow, and
of those drops aspoon-
Theo.
boss?"
I been
the pail and placed it over the
joints. Then he lay down on the
sand and put his ear close to the
water jug.
Drop, drop,
not a -word.
Drop, drop, dro]
was steady
every sixty
full It was the sweetest music he
ever heard, the falling of those drops
of life. It was the singing of birds
in green meadows, the dashing of
cascades over mossy rocks.
"More wood on Hie fire,
Keep her hot."
“What got into the jug,
Theo asked after the fire hi
replenished.
“Fresh water!” Harry cried.
"Oh, no, boss; you can’t turn salt
water into fresh.”
"Can’t I? Go bring mo a tumbler
and a tablespoon out of the boat-
two tumblers.”
Theo brought tho tumblers and
three tablespoons, and Harry lifted
the jug from undor the end of the
ilpe, putting one of .the tumblers in
ts place.
1 ‘Hold your spoons!"
Theo and Sansom stood each with
spoon iu his outstretched hand.
Harry emptied the jug into one of
the tumblers. Such a tiny bit!
He filled Theo’s spoon, filled Sun-
som’s and hnd only a few drops left
for himself—not half a spoonful.
“Now taste it"
It was warm, but sweet os the
water from any well. To taste was
to swallow to boys in their thirsty
condition. It moistened their parch
ed throats, gave them new life. Even
Sansom revived.
"That heats me, boss,” said he.
’ ‘That’s something Sansom never saw
done before. But there’s so little
of it!"
m OTHERWISE.
Sain Small- fixes the price for colored
votes In the Atlanta district at $1 each.
“If I had *3,000, and could afford to do
such a disreputable thing,” said he to
an Indianapolis News reporter, “I
could go in my distriet and buy 3,000
colored votes,"
It is reported that the dreaded
Asiatic cholera has reached our shores.
A Miss Francis Morgan, of Griswold,
Conn, died last Tuesday of a disease
pronounced by pliyslcinns to be Asiatlo
cholera. A strong quarantine has
been placed against all vessels from
foreign shores, and especially against
those from Hamburg and Havre,
where the disease is said to prevail.
All hecessary precautions have been
taken to prevent the spread of the dis
ease In tills country.
The
» »
sensational story nbout the
miners making an attack on the l)ade
coal mines has resulted In nothing so
far but a sensation, and it Is not likely
to develop any further. It was only a
sensation, and will end ns such. The
idea of the Tennessee miners invading
Georgia to attempt any such thing is
abBUrd, and It would only begin aud
end in a feeble attempt. Our Gover
nor has the backbone to put down nny
such Insurrection in Its recipiency,
and Georgians need have no fear in
oaso of an emergency.
It is charged ngninst Gov. lluohannn
that he was In a saloon highly Intoxi
cated when the news of the outbreak
of the miners reached him, and that
bis condition prevented Ills being able
to take action in the matter. It is also
charged that Buchanan and Ford were
both in collusion with the miners, and
that Buchanan,contemplating the race
for Governor as an independent, wns
catering to the miner vote of East
Tennessee. Tennessee seems to be In
need of a new Governor. Though there
is some doubt about the truth or nil
these oharges, then 1 is evidently some
thing wrong with Tennessee’^ chief
executive.
"If we can make a spoonful, we
can make a pailful," said Harry.
"We’ve only to.keep the fire going
and water in tho kettle. It’s the
simplest thing in the world. The
heat turns the water into steam,
which tries. to escape by the pipe.
The water in the pail keeps the pipe
cool aud the steam is condensed into
fresh water and runs into the jug.
It’s one of the first things I learned
in chemistry; some use, isn’t it?"
“It saved three lives," said Theo
solemnly.
“Now we will keep watch night
and day,” said Harry; “four hours
on and eight off, the man on watch
to keep tho fire going and keep water
in the kettle. Put a little morn wa
ter in now, Theo; about a pint at a
time. Never have the kettle more
than a quarter full aud never let the
fire go down. Now, go and cook
some more conchs for supper."
At supper time the boys had a good
half tumbler of water apiece.
The kettle was kept etoaming nil
night, and next morning the jug was
more than a quarter full.
For four days after the making of
the still the boys lived on concha and
distilled water. It was not a gener
ous diet, but they made no com
plaints.
The storm abated on the fifth day
that they wore on the island. But
for two days more tho sen wns too
rough for them to venture out in tho
broken boat.
On the seventh day they heard a
steam whistle dose by and’ a few
minutes later the Hteurn tug City of
Nnssauwas puffing off their beach
with Harry’s father on board, and
the men on her cheering at sight of
the three hoys olive and well.
Mr. Waterford was hardly on the
island before he saw the still, and he
knew at n glance what it meant.
"Who made that still?" he asked.
"Mr. Harry made it, sir," Theo an
swered.
Tho father had Harry in his arms.
"My boy,"he said, “you have often
been told" that knowledge is power,
without paying much attention to it.
Now you know tkHt knowledge is
life.”
Harry learned afterward that his
father had offered a great sum of
money while the storm was raging
•to any boatman who would' go in
search of him,’ but no one would
venture. Tho tug was the lirst boat
rat after the storm
The still was boxed aud sent to New
York, and Theo and Samson soon
afterward had a beautiful new I tout,
supplied with any number of t-oppei*
kettles.—William Prysdale m 'Boston
Globe.
FOR GIRLS ORLY.
THINUM THAT CONCERN AND IN
TEREST THE PAIR HEX,
And NM intended (nr the Naughty Idea
«• Hrml,
T« nuke Htmc Happy*
From the Dallas (Tex.) News.
Wlmt the belated.husband needs is a
keyhole as large ns a horse-collar, so
that he can stick his head through it
and call his wife to come down and
open the door.
Kind Wnrdr Cnn Never Die.
From Truth.
Alioe: “I can’t find my umbrella
case anywhere. Did you take It?”
Etltel: “No; why should I take it?’
Alioe; “Oh, I didn’t know but what
you might have thought it was one of
your stockings.”
A ItlagnnnimenrGlii*
From tho Chicago Nows.
“Won’t you give me just one kiss?”
“No, sir. I’m not so mean and stingy
as that.”
The l,ee Conntr Primary. v
A primary was held in Lee county’?
Tuesday for the nomination of a Leg
islative candidate.
As was announced by the Herald
Wednesday, Mr, Jno. F. Ferguson was
the successful candidate.
The vote by precincts stood as fol
lows : «
Chokee—Ferguson,, 38; Wells, 4;
Duncan, 10.
Leesburg—Ferguson, 48; Wells, 8;
Duncan 53.
Smithville—Ferguson,39; Wells 61;
Duncan 3. ' _ „ „ ‘
Bed Bone—Feguson, 24; Wells, 0; Jj
Duncan, 21.
Total—J. T. Ferguson, 122; W. D.
Wells, 58; A. B. Dunoan, 88.
Ferguson will of oourse beeleoted.
RECEIVER'S SALE.
GEORGIA—DorUUKRTY COl'NTV.
By virtue of ou order of tho Superior Court o
said county, grunted at the April term. 1893, in
tho case of W. II. Culpepper ngninst F. Ft Dris
coll ponding In suid Court, I will soil before tho
Court Houso door in sold county on tho Urn
Tuesduy In October, 1893, commencing nt 13
o’clock Jits Stundnrd time, for cosh, tho follow
ing property: Commencing nt tho northwest
Heed This Good Advice.
From the Wushington Post.
Young woman, beware of the man
whose breath Is tainted with a tariff
argument.
Hlie Hnd been There*
From the Detrolt’Freu Press,
“I beg your pardon,” said the oheeky
youth to the calm and austere maiden
in the Pullman, “hut I think 1 have
seen you somewhere before.” The
maiden fixed a freezing stare upon
him. “I think not,” she replied se
verely ; “I have been there several
times, but only to pass through.”
Then lie passed on.
The latest sensation !n New York
political circles is the report of Labor
Commissioner Peck, In which several
statementa are made adverse to De
mocracy, although lie is a Democrat
and was appointed by Cleveland in
1888. The chief hostility to Democ
racy Is the recommendation nf the
MoKInley bill as a beneficent meas
ure, and tlie peculiar part of the trans
action la that the report, which is en
tirely unnecessary just at tills tune, is
said to have received the approval and
sanction of Senator Hill, It is thus
rumored that IIIII has proven traitor
to the party, and that he will aid In
tradliig the batlonal politics of the
State for State politics, ft Is sin
cerely to he'hoped that the rumor Is n
false-one, but it seems to have made
the Republicans' of the State exceed
ingly jubilant.' Senator IIIII is not the
man, however, to be so easily influ
enced by prejudice and jenlousy.
Pnulrulng llir Cornel.
From the Lniliei* Home Journal.
The question of fastening the Btays
from the top down, or vice versa, is
one that is best decided by one’s self,
though the French corset maker claims
tliata stout woman should always clasp
her corset from the; top down, nnd a
slender one reverse this mode. The
broad hone with an underlining of
plush Is most desirable in all stays,
but is really the one most seldom seen.
People continually write and talk nnd
write against stays without ever hav
ing tried those that are really proper
to wear.
The bar of the State has written a
letter to Chief Justice Logan E. Bleok-
ley, of the State Supreme Court, cotn-
pliiuent’ng him fur Ills efficient and
untiring efforts in the past, and urg
ing him to reiuuin upon the bench. In
Ills reply, which wns characteristic of
his noble traits, he said that he hnd
reached a period of life when the hope
of doing useful .work was the chief, If
not the only, incentive to labor; that
he might to desire that position In
which he could render the best ser
vice, and that if the wishes of the
General Assembly coincided with
those of the members of the bar who
had signed the letter, it wns his inten
tion to remain upon the bench. It is
needless to say that such will be the
case.
WATSON’S WAV’S.
Some l.tterntilre that Hurts.
What a Good Fit Menus.
It Is as foolish and absurd to try to
wear a shoe too short for you as it
would be to wear gloves several sizes
too small.
By a good fit it is meant that the
shoe should he neither too large nor
too small, should not wrinkle nor
allow the foot room enough to slip
around in it, but should he just large
euough for the foot to comfortably
fill it. They should be about three-
quarters of an inch longer than your
foot, measuring from the heel to the
end of the big toe. and should be
square toed and provided with low,
wide heels.—Detroit Free Press.
The following is the contents of one
of the bills which are now beingcircu-
lated nil over the State and especially in
the Tenth district. They are calcula
ted to do little Tommie mupb damage
among the Negroes of the Tenth where
he claims to have suqh a strong fol
lowing:
“CONGRESSMAN TOM WATSON DEFEATS A
WORTHY-. COLORED VAN’S CLAIM.
“Rend Wliat the Rev. Charles L. Brad-,
well Says:
“As a constituent of Hon. L. F. Liv
ingston, member of Congress from the
Fifth district, I make the following
statement:
“Mr. Livingston hid in charge for
me a claim against the government,
which was regarded as just and equit
able by the Senators and members of
Congress from Georgia. The claim
would have been allowed had it not
been for thu opposition of Hon. Thos.
E. Watson, who vailed the regular
order on his colleague, and placed
many obstacles in'the way. If Mr.
Watson is the representative of the
Third Party, his party and himself are
not friends to the colored people, and
1 advise my people not to vote lor him
"Chahlks E. Bradwkll.
■ “Atlanta, Un., Aug. 27, 1892.”
Watermelons are no longer plenti
ful on the market.
Hon. DuPont Gukrry, one of the
ablest Democrats re Georgia, has re
ceived a request from the National
Campaign Committee, askiug ill's ser
vices on the stump during the cam
paign. The committee could not have
made a more judicious selection.
The VinlPil Engagement Ring.
Fi-oin tho Ladles Home Journal.
An artistio engagement ring is
formed of two narrow bands of gold
that become one just in the oentre;
the part where they are divided is
tilled in with small but pure diamonds,
These smnll, dear stones are always
preferred by women of good taste to
very large ones less perfect in color
and reshape.
A Matter of Woudcr.
From tlio ni-ooklyn T.ife.
“I see by that sign,” said the man in
the ehalr to the barber, “that you hone
razors for private use.”
“Yes, sir. Hnve you some that want
honing?”
“No; but I wns wondering why you
didn’t hone the razors you use on your
customers.”
There are lots of Negroes In Geor
gia who are getting, to be too respect-
nble to belong to the Republican party,
and the Third Party movement is fast
driving them into tile Democratic
party.
corner of city lot Vo. 34 on North c r Railroad
or A
.troctln tliocltv of Albany, Gn, nnd so South
Washington street 44 toot, thonen east ton
feet, thence north 44 tent, thence west on North
or Hnilrond street 10S to stnl-ting point. This
land Inis n good, two-story- brlok store on It, Is
n cornel- lot, adjoins the railroads, nnd is u very
desirable business location. Titles porfect.
F. G. EDWARDS,
Sept 1, 1892. Receiver in Suid Case.
BUSINESS CHANGES.
I have this day sold to Kd. L. Wight, Agt., my
interest in thu Heat Estate nnd Insurnnoo bust*
ness' heretofore owned and conducted by the .
IICSS iiurt'tuiuio vtvitcu nuu uuuuuuimi xi me .
linn of Molntoidi A Lockett. My late partner,H
Mr. Win. Lockett, has formed h copartnership ’
in the tiumo business with C'ol. Wight, nnd in
retiring from tho real estate nnd insurance
business I dcairo to commend my successor nnd
into partner to the patronage of my friends.
I retire from the real estate nnd insurance
business for tho purpose ot consolidating my
resources and giving my entiro attention to the
publication of the Herald.
ii. m. mcintosh.
Albany, (in., August 1,1802.
Tho undersigned have this day consolidated
tho insurance businesses heretofore done by the
sepnrate linns of Ed. L. Wight A Co„ and Me*
In tosh »t Lockett, nnd will continue the same
under the Arm name of Ed. L. Wight A Co.
We have also formed n copartnership in the
roal estate business under the firm name of
Wm. Lockett A Co., nnd will do a genornl roal
estate and renting business, in tho same otUcc,
where wo will bo glad to see our friends and
patrons. ED. L. WIGHT, Aot.,
WM. LOCKETT.
Albany, Un., August 1,1802.
CITATION..
ADiVIVfVIMTRATRVX DISMISSION.
STATE OF GEOHGIA, DovailBRTV Cot f NTY.
Miss ElluThorn, administratrix of tho cstato of
Joseph E. Thorn, deceased, having lllod her ap
plication in this ofllco to be bo dismissed from
said trust, this is to notify all persons concerned
to show oauso on or before tho first Monday In
October next, why suid application should not
bo granted.
>V itness my hnrid nnd oflieinl signature this
Oth day of July, 1802.
SAMUEL W. SMITH,
Jy8-td Ordinary Dougherty County, Go.
BUSINESS INSTITUTE
Bookkeeping, Photographo, Telegra
phy, taught by experience teachers
Terms easy. Call on or address,
G. W, H. STANLEY,
129 Broad street, ThomasvlUe, Ga.
l-30-9m.
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word. The same is true of each new
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Russia it has had a walk-over.
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Whether you’ve well, whether yon’ro sick,
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