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Bulloch -. • • Times.
PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY
-AT
STATESBORO, GEORGIA.
J. R MILLER, Editor and Publisher.
Accoidiug to an authority on peda
gogy, “the most hopelessly dull chil¬
dren are scatter-brained ones who catch
and toss facts from tongue .tips without,
turning them over in tbeir own minds.”
The $3,000,000 wnich the nat manu¬
facturers of the country have got to
hand over to the inventor of the sweat
band used on hats affords a striking
illustration, observes the Scientific
American, of the value of genius when it
makes a hit.
Scandinavia sends to our shores the
fewest illiterate persons—less than one
per cent, of the entire emigration from
Norway, Sweden and Denmark. Italy
Bends the greatest number, upward of
seventy-five per cent, of the immigrants
from that country not knowing how tc
read or write.
The most daring of the experimenters
of the last decade of the Nineteenth
Century, perhaps, is Nikola Tesla, who
was unknown to the scientific world five
or six years ago, but who to-day is re¬
garded as a second Edison, and who ha3
achieved more magnificent results than
any half dozen of his contemporaries
combined.
More passengers were carried on
American railroads last year than there
are men, women and children in Europe
and North and South America. Fewer
passengers were killed on all the rail¬
ways of the United States in a year than
die from accidents in New York City
alone, every three months, according to
the figures of the Board of Health.
Rev. Edward Everett Hale proposes,
states the Christian at Work, that 800
“Curisuan supervisors” be appointed to
take care of Boston’s 40,000 poor and
incapable, and that each Christian su¬
pervisor have an apportionment of 500
to watch over, for whom he shall admin¬
ister “religious and sanitary govern¬
ment” as it is stated, and for whom he
shall be held responsible.
The menu of one of the meals provided
for the favored queen of au oriental
-harem is reported by the ew Yi
EASTER MOHNIMO.
Enrapture! wakes the glad, expectant earth
Beneath the gentle kiss of nature's breath.
Whose melody proclaims the morning’s
birth
To whisper of the joy that follows death;
While silently the starlights disappear
Before the splendor of the coming morn
That thrills the world with strange, ecstatic
fear,
As unto her a wondrous life is born;
For see! as hurling darkness from the skies
The sun appears in radiancy sublime—
The Resurrection to ensymbolize—
While earth and heaven in exultant chime
Peal forth in grand antiphonal accord
Y'irir enthein, “Hallelujah,praise the Lord!"
—Clifford Howard.
ALBA.
A SIBERIAN ROMANCE.
j\ SWIRL of snow from
Y Vi ft the mountain-side
■;7
blinded the eyes of the
convicts, and they
wearily begged to be
allowed to rest, ’ but
m to push on Ragged ptor ii
Wprm ^ and worn, the
!& women, who had left
home and country to
follow their exiled
i ' husbands, hugged
puny, 1 crying babes to
their chilled bosoms, and dragged on
resolutely. A pitiful sight, truly! Men
and women, many of them reared in
luxury, were now forced to march, day
after day, in the most inclement weather,
with scant clothing, and only the poorest
food—a black bread made from the
sweepings of mills. Even pebbles and
other refuse formed the greater part of
the ingredients. With this bread they
were allowed a cupful of water. That
was all!
One of the convicts, a lad of seven¬
teen, whose handsome face was smirched
with blood from a wound on his broad
forehead—caused by a blow from the
fist of one of the guards—leaned weari¬
ly on the “varnak” on his left to whom
he was chained. The chain depending
from his right hand, and attached to his
foot, seemed unusually heavy, for he
was weak from loss of blood, but a
kick from the guard nearest him forced
him to make a desperate effort to push
on. His glossy black hair fell in mat¬
ted locks over his brow. Doubtloss his
rank had induced the authorities to
show him some marks of favor, for he
was more warmly clad than his fellow
convicts, and his head had not been
shaven. ti:. His face . gleamed pale in the
riTk hearts of the inhuman ! guards. » D ? J1Qthe
1?a ? tbe y° ua gest convict in
this ., detachment, was a descendant of
the royal .amily of Poland, now under
attested attempted, 1 H of f f 8 ?
lowers,^Vjpfe'an gl’OCRrv ! r frq y
considered proud and cold h igers,
but they little knew the t ess of
the young Princess’s hear edged
from childhood to Iran Si >ff, only
son of the royal house of .and, she
had lavished all her young 1 j on her
future banishment lord. reached Waen her, the njrg did of his
s not
faint as his mother did. Tly were at
a brilliant ball. The orde* was im¬
mediately given to drive honj Then,
with pale lips and white, ^awn face,
Alba sat down besi de her fin and tried
to devise some means of escip for her
lover. AH night long she aced her
room, thinking, thinking, dunking!
She must do something! c o’clock
struck, and still no an was
made by which sne c ild help
him. Sinking on her 1 ecs, she
prayed for help. The serv i(, enter¬
ing an hour later, found her i *ep. She
seemed dazed when awakenet then she
said: ier.”
“Tell my maid I wish to st
When the maid came, she o«red her
wraps brought.
“But your iadysbip will cmge her
dress?”
No, XT there was no time to ifc. Al¬
r f ad Y rau f h ad beea ^tedjHastily
^ippm- dress, which the f fur she had mantle not over yet Jmoved, r ball
Alba filled her purse with mc«j, fc and,
blddln S the “ a ld t£ " n ? one e she
iad ier w ” a 0De ? alon \ she e to , ‘ e ht ‘ tbe Petersburg ^ouse.f Making wgard- ,
less of f impudent T _ glances / fromjl-aveiers,
she thought only of Ivan, whcjfas going
farther from her every moment!
It was a dull, cold morningiyhen she
reached the city. Snow wasffalling in
great flakes. The Princess d we to the
palace, but was refused admi iln when
she told her errand, a3 they impelled
her to do. For hours she wandered
aimlessly through the streets httractiag
much attention by her ri h attire,
At last, weary and heartsick,
she entered a church o say a
prayer for her helpless lova . As she
left the edifice, she was start! id by the
tramp of soldiers. It was the Emperor’s
escort. They were passing uj the street
in the direction of the palace the Em
peror bowing right and lift to the
crowds of people on the sidewalks.
Pusfiing the he reached
his carriage, and implored 1 im to save
her lover. He scarcely hear'; her, and,
turning to the soldiers, deounded the
cause of the disturbance. They rudely
forced her back, and the carriage moved
on slowly. But she was nofcgoing to be
repulsed without another effort, and
again making her way to the side of the
carriage, she repeated her earnest ap
peal. The Emperor requested the sol
di t bring the maideu cheek} closer. With
downcast eyes, and \ flushing
h ot i yj she toJd of her Jove for he exited
nobleman> and again i m pi P orC cfT His Ex
cellenC y to pardon him. )
“Never will I pardon starve! that Rash bov.
Go t0 J° ur lover and T with him
,,
* he royal party moved , « ft, h soUliers ...
on,
her roughly ad* they
Ntermined
[. she called
As His
k a brown
ith jewels,
hat of a
Id, cross in
kissed falling
late the
lence tones
with
pardoned.
pssible. If
lere might
me. The
left the
■ her sweet
■ver. The
Ksport Ft for
cross the
train crept!
ised against
low-capped
the Obi at
id to walk
di(ig snow,
stenes, but j
ier courage
oit blew in
, $nd some
ity, and she
;re- tattered
d Tobolsk,
t had been
aijion guard
tl em?” she
In lh>t!” y reached
How
I( vv strange
tl lomy sta¬
pes of the
I her. 8he
tr whiskers,
u wall, nn
jnvicts of 1 iat
lOne pe
but w ;h
bushed 1 m
like a d ;r
her sufl •
l those cr l
their je s
|dead,” id again. (s
eps, scare '
ag. Son
,er, but i
t face sers
pr they oi
ce a Tar
p his kirn
I but a chi
laud carrii
r are v<
inhabit t
not und
ew he x
her.
and h
y with 1
He dof
cap asf
left her at the door of his cab;u, and
’book hi* head when she slipped
some roubles into his band.
It was night when she reached Tinmen,
and found shelter in a miserable inn. As
she sat near the tire in the smoky room,
she attracted the attention of an old
man, who addressed her in Polish.
“Are you in trouble?” he asked. She
was such a child, iu spite of the care in
her face!
“Yes,” she replied wearily.
“I am a pardoned exile from Obdorsk.
I was sent there for drunkenness. 1 havi
suffered, too.”
His worn, attenuated frame and
sunken eyes seemed to echo his words.
“Did you ever see any of the political
exiles?” she asked eagerly.
“Yes. I met some at Tobolsk. From
there they go to the Trans-Baikal Dis¬
trict.”
“How long were you there?” She
searched his face with her restless eyes
to see if she could read there any sign of
his having seen her lover.
“Five years.” He wondered that she
expressed no sorrow. It was a long
time to spend in that God-forsaken
country. But she was saying to her¬
self: “I might have known he had nevei
seen Ivan.” Still, something prompted
her to tell him. Her heart was aching
for some one to advise her. Merely
telling our troubles sometimes lightens
them.
“I had a lover who was exiled. So
handsome and brave. But he was shot
near Tobolsk.”
“Near Tobolsk? How long ago?”
“Six days.”
“Was he dark, with eyes like a Tar
tar?”
“Yes. His eyes were like midnight
skies, with twinklings stars shining
through.” She seems paralyzed from
cold and fatigue, and wonders vaguely
how he knows that Ivans s eyes were
dark. Is he sane? What does he mean?
He is saying that he has seen Ivan!^ It
was only three days ago! Mother of God,
is it true? No, she must be dreaming!
“Your lover is living,” be repeats. “I
saw him at Berezov three days ago. He
was trying to reach the coast, expecting
to take a steamer for America,
It is long before he can make her un
derstand, but he tells her again and
again. She starts hastily to her feet,
“I will go to him,” she whispers, and
although he insists that she must wait
until morning, she shakes her head. He
gives her some advice as to the route,
aQ( I g oes man y versts with her, iu spite
of his feebleness. He can scarcely keep
up with her. She seems to have acquireu
Qew energy, and almost runs. At day
break they find a boatman, who rows her
some distance, the old man leaving her
at the river bank. “God speed you!”
he said, but she thinks only of reaching
Ivan, and scarcely looks at the pathetic
figure waving his tattered hat at her from
the shore. Her hands were clasped in
her lap. Something like a smile hov
ered round her mouth. Once when they
we re very ? near the shore, some women
f edge , with
clothes were so ragged, and ier golden
bair was 80 rou " b -
She dares not inquire for Ivan at Bere
zov, but silently searches for him. She
feels satisfied at last that he has left the
village, and finding a boatman to take
her to Obdorsk, gives him more gold
than he has seen for many a day. How
her head throbs, and the trees seem to
be dancing before her eyes. Strange to
say, they are very kind to her at the
quiet Obdorsk inn—she seeks the most
unpretentious one. They nurse her with
rough tenderness for days. She talks
incessantly of Ivan, but her language is
strange to them, and they do not under
stand. In her delirium she rises from
her bed and wanders along the coast,
calling feebly for Ivan, sinking down in
the sand at last from weakness. When
she awakens, she finds Ivan’s arms
around her.
“Alba, what are you doing here?”
She tells him how she has searched
for him.
“And you did this for me! My dar¬
ling! How can I love you enough! Off
there with the convicts I thought of
you many times, and longed for one love
iook from your blue eyes, but I never
expected to see them again. And lying
ia the snow, when they left me for dead,
I, too, thought for a time that death was
very near, and I should never again feel
yoir kiss on my lips.”
Then he told her how after the traiu
had left him he had revived, as it would
seem by a miracle, aud had dragged
hims3lf to a hut, where he was nursed
until he was able to keep on. Even now
his wounds were not entirely healed.
Tht ships passing looked like great
white birds in the distance. One stopped.
It was only a freight ship going to
Alaska, but they kindly allowed the fugi¬
tives co board her, and as they steamed
away from the country that they feared
and hated, they felt a load lifted from
their weary, burdened hearts.
It was not until long afterward, in
their peaceful American home, that Alba
heard the full story of Ivan’s terrible
sufferings in reaching Obdorsk.—Ro¬
mance.
Necessily of Self-Coutrol.
Doctor 8. Weir Mitchell, lecturing to
a school of nurses lately upon the neces
sity of self-controi in emergencies, told
the following incident: One of his
patients, while in a low, nervous coa
dition, swallowed by mistake a dose
from the wrong bottle. She shrieked out
that she was poisoned. One of the
nurses screamed “Aconite!” and began
to cry hysterically. The other nurse,
seeing that the patient was going into
convulsions from terror, when relief
would be impossible,said coolly : “Don’t
be frightened. Look here,” taking a
mouthful of the dose herself. She then
went outside to rid her mouth of it,
procured an emetic, and sent for a doc¬
tor and a stomach pump. Her calmness
saved the life of the patient.—Argonaut.
WORDS OP WISDOM.
’ Some shepherds pay the most attention
to the fattest sheep.
One of the best of housekeepers is the
woman who hates dirt.
It is hard for the shepherd to fatten
the sheep that prefer to live on husks.
Love your enemies, and you won’t have
any trouble about treating them right.
No woman ever gains anything by
marrying a man whom she cannot love.
The thought that he can be well off
with little, never enters the worldling’s
head.
The more your enemy hates you the
harder you can hit him with kindness and
love.
The nation has no better friend than
the mother who teaches her children to
pray.
The world gives nothing in the way of
treasure without sending trouble there¬
with.
People who wear loud clothes are do:
ing their best to make up for some con
scious lack.
Crushing a rose always gives it a
chance to speas louder and say more
about itself.
Do your enemy a favor every chance
you get, and it will cut like an ax, if you
do it in the right spirit.
No man ever gets to the top anywhere
without being tried in fires that prove
there is good metal in him.
The character of love is the same, sum¬
mer and winter. It does not change
with circumstance or climate.
There are people who often say, “I’m
too poor to do thu3 and so,” when they
ought to say, “I’m too stingy.”
Nothing will take the fight out of a
quarrelsome man any quicker than to find
out that there is no fight in you.
Some birds are so taken up with their
bright plumage as to forget that they
have very black feet.—Ram’s Horn,
Nature's Freaks in Plants.
Nowhere is the evidence of design in
nature more emphatically set forth than
among certain forms of plant life, which,
in their various functions, seem to ap¬
proach so near the animal kingdom that
the observer feels that here is some
strange plant animal—something that
might possibly form a connecting link
between the aaimals and plants.
In a close study of these plants intelligence we see
many evidences of seeming and
that are not found in some animals,
so remarkable are the actions of certain
plants that the impression is forced upon
us that we are confronted with intelli¬
gence or something strangely akin to it.
In the present paper I wish to call at¬
tention to the group which is popularly
known as carnivorous plants, or flesh
eaters. A familiar example is the little
drosera, so common in - various H portions por tions
of the country. The plant is sm.
inconspicuous. The first one I ever saw
my eye by a sudden flash of fiery
ous. There were several tender* deli
cate stalks in the centre, and round
a bout near the ground four or five
singular, . round, pad like objects about
the size of small buttons. These were
leaves and their upper surface was
covered with reddish tentacles that stood
boldly up, each bearing a delicate drop
of dew that gleamed and glistened in the
sunlight like a veritable garnet. Across
the top of the leaves a long legged fra
g^ e i nsec t lay, caught but a second be
I° re anc * d y‘ a S a most terrible death,
Five or six cf the hair like tentacles
were thrown across its legs and wings,
holding it down and pressing its body
nearer and nearer to the leaf, while
other rich, blood red stalks were in all
positions,bending over to encompass the
victim. The sight was a horror in a
miniature, and reminded me of the ac
tions of an octopus. It has eight sucker
lined arms radiating from a small, bag
shaped body, and each arm has all the
sinuosity, all the possibility of motion of
a snake, ever undulating, quivering, as
if with suppressed emotion, while over
the entire mass wave3 and varied shades
of color seem to ebb and flow.—Cali¬
fornian Magazine.
A Great War Just Avoided.
About two months ago we were on the
eve of a European war. Some of the
advisers of the Czai insisted very much
on the desirability of Russia declaring
war against Germany, as the defective
armaments of the German troop3 would
give Russia a great advantage over her
opponent. It was further pointed out
to the Emperor Alexander that France
was five months ahead of Russia in the
matter of armaments. In order to as¬
certain the true facts ot the case the
Czar sent his brother, the Grand Duke
Sergius, to Rome, Paris and London.
By some indiscretion the object of his
Imperial Highness’s visit became known
to the Spanish Ambassador at St. Peters¬
burg, who telegraphed it to Madrid,
from which city the news, in some un
explained manner, found its way to Ber¬
lin. It is added that the Emperor of
Germany at one moment thought a war
unavoidable. Toe result of the Grand
Duke’s travels established the fact that
in the various countries visited by him
there was not that inclination for war
which the Czar's advisers would have led
His Majesty to believe—Pall Mall Ga¬
zette.
The Farmer and the Rodent.
A farmer in Madrid, Me., found a
muskrat down in a barrel of sweet ap¬
ples ia his cellar unable to get out, and,
with a tender and compassionate heart,
took his ratship by the tail, pulled him
from the barrel and let him go. The
following day the epistle was repeated,
and for a few days continued until the
muskrat had become so well educated
that when he heard his benefactor com¬
ing he would stick up his tail to be lifted
out.—Now York News.
For Rent.
Plantation nine miles below Statesboro,
eood dwelling and barn. Enough land
for one or two horse farm. Apply Ga. to
tf S. L. Moore, Jr. Statesboro,
1JXSUKJ2 YOLK STUCK.
Parties dcsiriog to have their live stoci
insuied can do so by applying to the un¬
dersigned, as he is the representative o t
the Southern Live Stock Insurauce Cora
pany of Atlanta, Ga., for this section.
This company has a capital stock of
$50,000. Act wisely and insure your
horse as you would your house.
A. J. BRINSON,
44 Rocky Ford, Ga.
ror uain.
I have on band a iarge lot of cypress
shingles for sale cheap for cash.
W. S. Prkrtotrans.
J. C. WHITE, M. D.
8TATESBORO. GEORGIA.
W. T. SMITH,
Livery, M k Sale Sties s
Statesboro, Gra.
. STATESBORO. GA.
HALL’S HOTEL,
Statesboro, Ca.
Come and enjoy yourselves. Roqms well
comfortable, porters polite and table
furnished.
W. N. HALL, Proprietor.
L. J. McLEAN,
DENTIST,
STATESBORO, GA.
D. I. WATERS,
Fbotocraplier.
171 Congress St. Savannah, Ga.
Large Assortment of Frames and
Mouluiugs. I guarantee the best work
for the least money. When in need of
anything in my line ©all on me.
Horses efl Mules for Sala.
I have a fine lot of horses and mules
jugt arrived, for sale. Come at once and
they are picked
It lSThobest wtever
this market.
W. T, SMITH.
tf
W. W.
DOVER, GEORGIA.
Dealers io Ciprs and
aid’Belresbneot Generally.
The Public is invited to
call and see me when at
Dover.
GUANO BUYERS,
TAKE NOTICE!
I am Agent for the following
standard Brands of Guano and
would be pleased to furnish same
either at Statesboro or auy where
else desired. l ean sell y oil Bald*
win’s Dissolvtfif Bone at $25.00
a Ton. I also have for’ saw
Chatham Gm^io, Eclipse Gnano f
and Kainit Silt.
HIRAM FRANKLIN,
Statesboro, Ga.
NANCY HANKS ROUTE.
M. S. DIV.
o’ *^ aac J U an ks, arrive... 8 44 am
k’ ‘ 6 30 pm
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n ' arr,Te .......1155 am
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ii t q* 8, night • « ....... 3 00 pm
.« passenger........11-25 “ pm
........ 8 00 am
SOUTH _ CAROLINA DIV.
No. 14, mail arrives 8 87
“ 2 “ << . am
‘‘ 4, , night train, *' v - 6 25 pm
L arrives. leaves...", Ill 2(tpm
“ 8 50
frafe, . am
it *o’ 3, night leaves.... . 6 40 pm
train, leaves ..., .33 40 am
minutes. Savannah to AtkLta, 6 hours and 45
Try “Nancy Hanks” Route.
H. M. C0MRR, Receiver.