The Houston home journal. (Perry, Houston County, Ga.) 1890-1900, April 16, 1891, Image 1

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JOIijS' H. HODG-ES, Proprietor, DEVOTED TO HOME INTERESTS, PROCRESS AND CULTURE. PRICE: TWO DOLLARS A. Year. VOL. XXI. PEKEY, HOUSTON COUNTY, GEOEGIA, THUESDAY, APKIL 16, I89L. NO. 16- JSaSk Hays has appliell for fetters of administration on the estate 'of James Hays, lifts of said county, deceased: This is therefore to cite - all persons concerned to appear at the May term, 1891, of the Court of Ordinary of said county, and show cause, if any they have, why said application should not be granted. Witness my official signature this March 80,1891. J. H. HOUSER, Ordinary. Georgia—Houston County: The widow of D. H. Holleman, de ceased, has appled for 12 months snri- port for herself end four minor children out of estate of stid deceased: This is therefore to cite all persons con cerned to appear at the May term, 1891, of the Court of Ordinary of said county, and show cause, if any they have, why said application should not bo granted. Witness my official signature this March 30,1891. J. H. HOUSER, Ordinary. Georgia—Houston County: W. Brunson, executor of estate of Har riet Holleman, late of said county, do- ceased, has applied for leave to sell the real estate of said deceased. This isthoreforeto cite all personscon- cerned to appear at the May term, 1891 of the court of Ordinary of said coun ty, and show cause, if any they have, why said application should not be granted. Witness my official signature this March 30, 1891. J H. HOUSER, Ordinary. GEORGIA—Houston County: Mrs. C. M. Holleman, administratrix of estalo of B. Holleman, deceased, has applied for dismission from her trust: This is therefore to cite all persons concerned to appSar at the July term, 1891, of the court of Ordinary of said county, and show cause, if any they have,' why said application should not be granted.- Witness my official signature this the 30th of March, 1891. J. H. HOUSER, Ordinary. GEOBGIA—Houston County: All persons conceraod are hereby noti fied to ba and appear at the court of Or- pinarv, to be held in and for said county- on the first Monday in June next, then and there to show cause, if any exists, why W. S. Eelder should not bo dismiss ed from his trust as administrator on the estate of Mrs. C. M. Eelder. late of said county,.deceased, as prayed for by him in petition this day filed in the office df this court. • • Witness my official signature tins 27th day of Fab. 1891. J. H. HOUSER, Ordinary. Georgia—Houston County: W. M. Edmnndson, administrator es tate of -John Edmnndson, deceased,has applied for dismission from bis trust. This is therefore to cite all persons concerned to appear at the Juno term, 1891, of the court or Ordinary of snid county, and show cause, if any tlioy have, "why said application should not be granted. Witness my official signature, tins March 2,1891. J. H. HOUSER, Ordinary. GEOBGIA—JHouston County: Daniel M. Vinson, executor of estate of Elijah Vinson, deceased, has applied for dismission from his trust: This is therefore to cite all persons concerned to appear at the June term, 1391, of the court of Ordinary of said county, and show cause, if any they have, why said application should not be granted. Witness my official signature tins March 2, 1891. , J.H. HOUSER, Ordinary. J. W. PRESTON. A. S. GXI.ES. HOPE POLHILE. PEESTON. GILES is POLEILL, ATTORNEYS AND COUNSEEEOKS AT DAW. Office, No. 510, Mulberry St., Macon, Ga. Will practice in all the State and United States Courts of Georgia. J. L. Hardeman, W. D. Nottingham. HARDEMAN & NOTTINGHAM, Attorneys at Law, Macon, - - — Geobgia. "Will practice in the State and Federal Courts. Office 552J£ Mulberry Street. ©p. p E X3 23 3X1 T X S UH 1 , 306 Second Street, Macon, Ga. •_ SPECIALIST. CLOWNS AND BBIDGES, er*500.00 worlymd live e easily riminp from *5 to Madav. AH age*. We show yen how -d start voii. Cin work In sjuir* time all th«*'rfme. Hi? money forwork- ». Failure unknown among them. NEW am! wonderful. Particulars free. Co.,Bo\ SsO Portland,Maine APPLICATION FOR CHARTER, GEORGIA: (To the Superior Court; Houston County, j of Saif County: MThe petition of C. E. Gilbert, J. D. Tartin, o. W. Olark, C. F. Gooper, J. N. Tuttle, C. H. Moore, J. H.Hodges, E. L. Dennard andC. C. Duncan, of said coun ty,shows that your petitioners, their asso ciates and successors, desire to be incor porated for the term of twenty (20) years, with the privilege of renewal at the ex piration of that time, under the corpor ate name of Houston Building,Loan and Ivostment Company, with power to have and use a common seal, sue and be sued, to buy, sell, own and deal in real and personal property, to improve real estate by erecting dwellings, buildings of any kind whatever, and putting any other improvements thereon that will tend to increase the value of the same, to loan money on real estate, personal property or other security to the members of the company or other persons, to take and execute deeds and mortgages ana all oth er liens, and to sell or otherwise dispose of thy same, to borrow money on real es tate or personal property or other secu rity, for the interest of the company, and to have such other powers as are usual and proper to carry out the purposes and intentions of said company. The petitioners pray for the privilege of making such By-laws and regulations for the government of said company, and tp enforce the same by such fines, forfeit ures and penalties which may be neces sary and proper and not in conflict with the laws of Georgia. The objects of said company are the convenience and the pecuniary profits of its members, and the business they pro pose to conduct is that of a building, loan and investment association. The fund for the purpose is to be raised by month ly installments to be paid by the stock holders into tho company. The principle i ffice and place of busi ness shall bo in Perry, Houston county, Georgia, where a majority of the general board of directors shall reside, but peti tioners .desire the privilege of transacting business elsewhere within the state, and to appoint attorneys or agents to carry on the business of said company when ever necessary. to do so. The capital stock of the company is to be two hundred shares of the par value when paid up of twenty-live (825) dollars per share, and petitioners pray for the privilege of beginning business when ten per cent of said two hundred shares shall have been paid in, and petitioners pray for the privilege of increasing said capi tal stock from lime to time as. business may demand and the beard of directors may direct, to an amount not, to exceed two thousand shares of twenty-five dol lars each. The stock of said company is to bo paid in monthly installments bn each share, and the amount ot said monthly install ment per share is to be fixed by Die board of directors, as may be best for tho share • holdefs and the business of tho company. And vour petitioners will over pray, etc. C. C. DUNCAN, . Petitioners Attorney. Filed in olEce this the 11th day of Feh- ruary, 1891. M. A. EDWARDS, Clerk S. C. WHAT I LIKE. Vesta V. Ohlinger in Old Homeatead. I like the gentle springtime That comes with buds so fair, When hyacinths and snowdrops .^Breathe fragrance on the air; When birds their nests are building 1 Among the budding sprays Of lilac sweet and jessamine— j Oh, that Hike always. ! I like the summer evenings j When twilight falls around, j And silver rays of moonlight Shine softly o’er the ground; And perfnfines from sweet roses And honeysuckles white s>teal out upon the balmy air All through the dewy night. I like the golden autumn When gathered are the sheaves, And touched with red and yellow Are lovely'maple leaves; When nuts are strewn so thickly Beneath the hickory trees, And squirrels in the tree tops Are swaying with the breeze. I like the showy winter, When every twig that’s found Is pure and white and pearly, And covered is the ground With fair, untrodden snowflakes, And frosty is the air That sends the white clouds flying And scattering everywhere. But what I like the best, dear, Is you here by my side, And know you think me dearer Than all the world beside. Though springs and summers come, dear, And falls and winters too, I know your love will last, dear, TUI all the years are through. of the green monnd where Mary iug.” j Donald, but if a time should ever Bains slept her long,sweet sleep: ; “But I may at least find peace,” i come when I cannot endure my Petted and spoiled with toe | said the girl wearily. ' life, you'will let me go away some wealtlUof many a noble heart! "‘Peace comes from the honest ’ where?” Pansy, if we ! “I will let you come and tell roe | poured out at. her feet, she could j discharge of duty. ! not have understood, perhaps, that j deliberately shirk the one, Iiow can all about it, dear, - and we will de- ithe treasures of this one were with- j we hope to obtain the other? Nei- J vise a better remedy,” he answer- held from her, and he did not tell; tiier peace, nor even contentment, j ed, drawing her into his arms. As her. The grief that had brooded: can be founded on wilfully broken j her head dropped against hi over his life had grown to seem like something real—tangible; he could not tear away the silence-of ten sorrowful years and reveal it even to this woman. Yet he knew that he could be loyal, true to her, that nothing but Mary Bains’ green grave could ever come be tween them. His wealth, home, laws It is only here—here where I shoulder, he felt an odd thrill of our lots have been cast, our lives j pleasure. It could not be, that his united, that we can ever hope to heart had awakened, for that was lying dead in Mary Bains’ grave. obtain either.” His words were tenderly spoken, but their hard philosophy fired her. It was duty, duty, with him. What cared he that all her happi- “We must bear our trouble brave ly, Pansy; the world is full of grief, you know.” Then he kissed her and sent her ness was changed by the tide &t j away; but he sat up late that night, social position, his protection and J bitterness that flowed through her thinking. name, all were hers but his love.- little world? AFTER LOVE, DUTY. PITTSBURG POST. Pansy Garland was the most heartless little flirt in the world. I have it on good authority—a doz en authorities, for the matter of that, each one oi which had sought for the missing organ of Miss Gar land’s anatomy, but all in vain. Either they were right,and no such member had entered intoiier com position, or, not relishing their method of vivisection, Miss Gar land had carefully placed the said member beyond the reach of the instruments that threatened it. Whichever th^-case, it was cer tain that the young lady had her self performed this same operation of vivisection many times, and she might have been the embodiment of that fabled and horrible mon ster who feasted on the hearts of his victims, so mightily did she thrive on those dainty tidbits. But one or two circumstances put an end to Miss Garland’s inno cent pastime. The first was the sudden death of her mother, fol lowed scon after by that of her fa ther, leaving the girl all alone in the world—for there were -no lat- GEORGIA: i The above is a t-ruej era | t, rauc hes of either family— Houston County. ) copy of the original r petition for charter for the Houston Building, Loan and Investment Compa ny, as appears on record in this office. Witness my hand and seal this the lltli day of February, 1891 M. A. EDWARDS, Clerk Superior Court. MONEY LOANS On Houston farms procured at the low est possiblo rates of interest. As low, if not lower than the lowest. Apply to W. D. Nottingham, tf . Macon. Ga. Attorney atp^aw, Perry - - ~ - Ga. Will practice m all the courts of this circuit. Attorney at Law, Perry, - - - GA. Will practice in all the Courts fof his cirrcnit. PERRY BRANCH SCHEDULE, sailr, Except Sunday. Leave Perry at 4 A. M. Arrive At Port Valley 5:05 A. M. • Leave Fort Talley at 11:35 p. m. Arrive at Perry, at 12:40 A, JI. Aeave Perry at 3:05 P. si. - Arrive at Fort Valley 4:10 p. M. Leave Fort Valley at 8:05 P. it. Arrive at Perry- at 9:10 p. M. STORE FIXTURES, J OyAslc tor Catalogue. TERRY Ifl’F’G CO., nashville,tenn. and absolutely unprovided for. Her father died insolvent, having got his affairs into such a tangle, not to say snarl, that there had been only one way to cut the Gor dian knot, which he did by breath ing out his life in his daughter’s arms, commending his soul to the clemency of heaven; his debts to his creditors, and Pansy Garland to the guardianship of his executor and heaviest loser by his death, -Donald Howard Marshall. Mr. Marshall knew far more about the necessities of the brutes dependent upon his bounty, than the" requirements of a woman’s heart, yet his own. nature was'so pure, so deep, so tender, as always to touch upon the womanly; so strong and noble ibat the very helplessness of the small, hazel, eyed child appealed to it irresista- bly, as weakness must always ap peal to its opposite. He had had his romance. Out side the city limits yonder, nnder a green mound, his heart lay in the coffin of the woman he had once thought to make his wife. For ten years it had lain there “m solemn salvatory,” sealed forever, as he believed, with the inviolable seal of death; but Winfield Gar land’s daugther must be provided for, protected and cared for, and it was fpr Donald Marshall to do it; there was no one else. If she had been with, and surrounded by friends, there would have been no trouble; a thousand solutions to a perplexing problem would have presented themselves where now there was but one. That one he accepted. — . j He went to her, offered her his ‘ hand, his name, and she. from the* moment she looked up into his grave, ciuiet eyes, knew that she had found her master; and the. Va rious authorities, unlike the com mon run, were correct; her heart had long ago been given, all un consciously, into the keeping: of Donald Marshall. She never ques tioned Ins love, although she knew He was making a daugerous ex periment, but she Sid not realize it. And they were married. One bleak, cold day they turned from the altar and .passed out of the ohurch man and wife. The stray handful of snow that had-been falling-at intervals since dawn sud denly ceased; the gray clouds rent themselves from zenith to horizon, a glory of crystal sunshine poured down upon the head of an unloved wife, and it snowed no - more that day; the rift never closed, but widened and broadened until it took in the whole blue shining dome of heaven; the sun went down iu a pure, mellow sky. She called him to see it, and he, bend ing from his great height, gently kissed her brow. “Thus shall your life be as bright and cloudless to its setting, heaven willing.” She smiled, well content, with out fear for the future she bad given him to keep, while the twi light fell and shut them in. Yes, they were married, he with a woman’s heart in his possession, she—ah! pity is a sad exchange for the rich, living love a woman craves! For a time the strength of her affection mesmerized into artificial vitality the dead body of his, and she was happy. But it could not be always;the truth came crushing down upon her at last. It does not matter how she found it out; it does not matter how the heart comes into its bit terness, how the soul claims its heritage of woe. The greatest question is to learn how to accept it, endure it, and—live. Live! that had to be. She would have, died of mortification, grief and pain, but pain, grief and mor tification rarely kill. She must live and bear her trouble. That was hardest of all. - What was to be done? He was an every day, prosaic sort of man, with little romance about him. He saw but one remedy. “We must expect it and live it down together,” he said sadly. “But will you go away, and let me learn to bear it alone?” “My dear, that is impossible. I cannot give up pay business, drop everything and set out in vain wan derings after happiness, which could never be obtained iu any such fashion,” said this curious young man, opening his eyes. His creed held that the obliga tions of life imposed a higher du ty than to follow the erratic guid ance of an imperfect, emotial na ture. “Then let me go; this is killing me! ’ “You wish to get a—divorce?” He had a fierce internal struggle before he could bring himself to utter that word. He had failed signally, then; in the effort to make her happy, since she could submit to the disgrace—yes, he was old- fashioned enough to call it a dis grace—of a divorce suit, and the uncertain position she must occu py in society afterword, in prefer ence to an honorable place at the head of his house. “A divorce? Yes, anything— anything!” “Poor child! Poor, miserable child!” he said, compassionately. “Forgive me—1 cannot grant your request. You dp not understand what it involves. No, dear,we can never rectify one mistake by plung ing into another. No court in the land can break, in the sight of heaven, the ties which bind us un til death to each other. Space it self cannot; absolve ns. from the There fis-Bnt one way, as I have said; we must live it down togeth er, no.f apart . A woman's rightful plaeeds by her husband’s side, un der his protection; nowhere else can she Rve out her fall life. Any- thing so unnatural as a separation cannot be attended witlra bleis- But she must save the shattered remnants of her life; away from him somewhere she might put them together and piece out an ex istence that might not be wholly despised. She would go away; it would be better for them both. But he had always been kind to her; yes, very kind; she could not think of the tender, compassionate way in which he had sought to help her after she had made her cruel discovery, without tears. Per haps, after all, they could learn to bear it, to live it down, better to gether, as he had said. He was strong, and so very, very patient and tender; close to his side, her weakness hidden in his strength, she might grow contented. But, no,'his heart was dead, and she loved him; there was no content- mant in the thought; she must go. She waited fervently until night, then stole into the empty library and laid her little good-by note on his desk. There was the book he had been reading; yonder, not far off, her own desk, her sewing chair and her work basket. She did not touch anything; she had forfeited the right; she would go now, the room was too much for her. He had preached duty., not love; and yet he was kind—she would always remember his kindness. So she stole away out of the house. On. the terrace she paused one moment to take her courage more firmly in hand, and then, to her dismay, it suddenly evaporated wholly and without warning. She could not go—she dared not! She was—afraid. It was a humiliating confession to make,but it was true. The sight of the big, silent world, although it shimmered like an opal iu the moonlight, struck terror to her soul. What might not lurk yonder in those gray, sinister look ing shadows? No, no, no! She could not go alone, not alone! She crept into the house a mis erable little coward,for whom there could be no apology; it was cool and sweet there, and -safe. Long feathers of silver light were thrown over the carpet; the fragrance of honeysuckles,ber favorite flower, came sweeping in at the window on the fresh night air. r There was.the faint, far-off odor of a cigar somewhere, too. He was coming, her husband! She could hear him whistling soft ly as he came up the path. He was not wholly miserable, then. She hurriedly found the note and de stroyed it, and was ready to face Donald when he entered, though trembling in every limb. “Pansy, is it you, dear, and in the dark?” He always called her dear, he was very tender with his little wife;his one desire was to repair the wrong he had unwittingly done her. v “Where are the -matches? 1 will light the gas,” said he. “No, not yet, Donald, please; I— I do not wish anv light, it liurjs my eyes, I think.” “Are you ill? Does yonr head ache?" “I am well,but I have something to tell yon. I would rather say it in the dark, Donald”—with a per ceptible effort—“I tried to leave your bouse just now—desert you, they call it, don’t they?” “But you did not go,” he said slowly, very slowly. “Why, dear?” “I—I was afraid. The world was so big, so solitary!” “Poor little coward—poor little unhappy Pansy! I want you to promise me never to try to desert me again.” He had not spoken immediately. When he did his voice had been marriage vows which we took upon- ^ ^ was somethirg ourselves m the sight, of heaven under its very quiet that made her shiver. No covert threat, only that great gen tleness without which ha never addressed her, and yet it seemed throbbing with pityandregret that was almost passionate in its still intensity. “I wilLpromise, i f y on wish i t, After that Pansy spoke of her sorrow no more, bat fell into the way of entertaining much compa ny, as she had done when a girl. Donald looked on quietly,glad that she was happy, he told himself ;yet he missed the quiet hours they had spent together, and winced at the sound of her gay laughter when other men paid her homage. He had never observed how pretty she was until she blushed and dimpled at the compliments showered upon her. And how well she talked—with what wit faud vi vacity! Mary Bains had been sweet and gentle, but Pansy was more—a charming and amiable woman of the world." Donald Marshall for years had been true to an ideal. Now he awoke to the real, and discovered that he loved his wife as he had never loved that other woman. And she, he bitterly told himself, had learned to do without him. For Pansy was unfeignedly hap py in these, brighter and gayer days, and seemed well content to take up her girlhood’s pastime just where she had dropped it. To Don ald she was sweet and gracious, and nothing more;, her eyes were no longer raised to his in mute be seeching for the love he with-held; indeed, they sparkled with happi ness and health, and looked at all the world except him. • It was one soft, Jone day. Pan sy had been walking, and came home through the dewy meadows. The twilight had fallervaud Don ald went out to meet her. “I thought you might be afraid,” he said, as a sort -of apology for the intrusion. “No, no!” she returned, smiling. “People whose lives are full have no room for cowardice, I think.” “Then your life is full?” “Yes.” “And you have i)o room for my love? You have discovered it to be quite worthless—it has come too late?” She looked at him, and tho sweet face ( . brightened as she put her hands in his. “No, Donald, it has not come too late. Dear, did you think me blind? I knew you loved me be- force you knew it yourself. That is why my life is full—why I am so happy. Not value your love? Did you think I could live without it?” And Donald was satisfied. AN ADDRESS TO ALLIANCEMEN, Mrs. Carrie "Williams, a silk culturist,~*of San Francisco, says the industry will be brought into prominence at the Works Fair. Over S400,000,000 is employed in the business annually, and Ameri cans Lave not taken enough inter est in it. A company of Japanese, direct from Tokio, lias purchased a tract of land in San Diego couDty, Call and will engage in the indus try. San 'Fracisco has a Ladies’ Silk-Culture Society, the only one in the United States. When an engineer wants to stop an engine, he doesn’t put a break on the balance wheel, but shuts off the power that makes-it run. When you want to quit your meanness, the work must begin on the inside. « A Parisian wit once defined ex perience as a comb that" one be came possessed of after having lost one’s hair. A Wonder Worker. Mr. Fiank Huffman, a young man of Burlington, Ohio, states that be had been under the care of two prominent -physicians, and used their treatment until he was not able to get around. They pro nounced his case to be. consump tion, and incurable. He was per suaded to try Dr. King’s New Dis covery for Consumption, Coughs and Golds, and at that time was not able to walk across the street with out resting. He found, before he~ had used-half of a dollar bottle, that he was much better; he con tinued to use it, and is to-day en joying good health. If you have any Throat, Lung or Chest Troub le, try it. We guarantee satisfac tion. Trial bottle free at Holtz- claw & Gilbert’s Drug Store. Brothers of the Alliance: The Alliance of Spalding county has nominated me for the position of President of the State Alliance of Georgia. They did this on their own motion, and against my re quest, but in a way that my per sonal regard for them will prevent my declining. They instruct their delegate vote for me, which brings me be fore your State body, and thus brought there, it is-natural that should desire to receive the sup port of others. I am not the candidate of any faction in the Alliance. On the contrary, I look upon every AI- lianceman as my friend and broth er. No one Has been consulted as to my candidacy, outside of my own county. I am totally unpledged to any side of any question that may come before the Alliance, and am in no clique, ring, or combination of any nature. I say this much thatevery broth er may know that-1 stand only on the platform of the Alliance, under the banner of Peace, Unity and Fraternity. Having held the controlling in terest in the Southern Alliance Farmer, our organ, for some time, and having been editor of the Farmer and Fruit Grower of Grif fin for years, my position on the principles of the order- have been known and read of all men. I not only favor the principles ef our order, but I try to illustrate them in my life and conduct, i have devoted my brain, my hands and my money to its success,aud my earnest prayer to God is that the Alliance may prosper and finally meet with that success they so richly merit. I do not come into the arena to create a stir or confusion, nor to embitter any man against another. I do not come to break the influence of any man, or to destroy his use fulness. I come simply at the in stance of those who know me best, •t-> try to eularge my sphere of what they call “usefulness to the order. I have no unkind word to say about anyone, and trust that those who do me the honor to press my claims, may do it in “wisdom, jus tice and moderation.” If elected to the position of President of the Alliance I will do all I can to put the entire organi zation in the way of building up and fostering the financial condi tion of its large membership, through the principles of co-oper ation, locally and generally—local ly through their own enterprises, and generally through their ex change. Lbelieve that my expe rience in these matters will be worth something to the order in the accomplishment of these pur poses. I should take the Alliance into no position upon any matter without first arriving at its wishes in the premises,as may be express ed in its laws, or declared by the official action of its advisory com mittees. When men act on their own motion, they sometimes fall into error, however noble and bon orable their intentions may be. The wise man said: “Where no counsel is, the people fall; but in the multitude of counggttors there is safety.” Oar order is too grand an organ ization to be imperilled on. the ac count of anything. Everything of every nature to be done, therefore, should be reft of selfishness, and only the common good of all be sought in every action taken. Top per truly says: “Confidence cannot dwell where selfishness is porter at the gate.” With these sentiments on my lips and in my heart, I say to the great brotherdood, if yon think an other can serve yon better, take him instead til me, and let this be as though it was never -written. With no enemies to punish, no friends to reward, no personal in terests to subserve, I am just as willing to bring up the rear as to leadin the front. ■ The matter is with yon. Fraternally, W. E. H Searcy. Industry is Mightier Than the Sword. More than sixty companies for the manufacture of cotton goods have been organized in -the sonth daring the last eight months. Buckleu's Arnica Salve. • The Best Salve in the world for Colds, Braises, Sores, Ulcers, Salt Bbeijin, Fever Sores, Tetter, Chapped Hands, Chilblains, Corns and all Skin Eruptions, and posi tively onres Piles or "no-pay re quired. It is guaranteed to give derfect satisfaction or money re funded. Price 25 cents per-box For sale by Holtzclaw & Gilbert. Subscribe tor the Hoick Journal Atlanta Constitutor!. In noting the fact that the death of General Johnston followed closely upon that of General Sher man, the Boston Globe calls atten tion to the progress of the South since the two veterans met in North Carolina to arrange terms of peace. When JohnBton surrendered he saw the heart of the Sonth deso lated and turned into a desert by the invaders. Nevrr in modern warfare was there seen a spectacle of such complete wreck and rnin. Yet, says the Globe, during the last year of the lives of these two great military captains, the as sessed valuations of property in the Sonth increased *270,000,000, and 104 new national banks were created, with a capital of *10,523,- 793. The total valne of foreign exports Trom Southern ports in creased $24,141,000, five times as great an increase as that shown by all other ports combined. The production of pig iron was 1,900,- 000 tons, a gain of 395,000 tons over 1889. Over 8,000,000 bales of cotton, worth over *400,000,000, were produced, of which 549,478 bales were consumed in Southern mills. “ When to these facts are added the new railroads and many indus tries springing up on every hand in a section so recently devastated by the sword and torch, and plun- dered for yenrs under reconstruc tion rule, the exhibit now made is one that may well astonish the world. — Before they died Sherman must have reatized the incomparable su periority of the building-up fac tors of industry over the destruc tive agencies of war, and Johnston’s bitter memories of defeat must have been effaced by the smiling victories of peace. Looking at the shining record of the past quarter of a century, it will take a bold prophet to set bounds to our progress during an other generation. The rising South is rushing to the front to stay! Words of Wisdom. Love is always doing, and never stops to rest. No man becomes dizzy while he is looking np. ^ No man can live right who does not believe right. No man has a right to throw his troubles at other people. No man can be a hypocrite and succeed at anything else. Every form that comes and stays begins in the individual.. The man who has no joy in giv ing, has no joy in anything.. People who succeed generally aim to do it, and plan to do it. Yon can get some men to t o anywhere by daring them to go. “Elbow grease” will “gum” like any other lubricator, unless it is used. One of the hardest things to do is to alarm the man who thinks he is safe.; * r- 5 If every dog who barks would bite, the world would soon be full of sore legs. No woman but his own wife ev er finds ont bow disagreeable a man may be. ", There is nothing good in the man who does not desire to be thought well of. One of the duties every man owes to bimserf, is to live so that he can respect himself. The greatest wrongs people com mit against each other are those of which they are not conscious—- The Germ Destroyer. . , In the field of discovery and in vention, medicine lias not kept pace with surgery; That, perhaps, is natural; service surgery is. the mechanical branch of medicine. The general aeceytanceof the germ theory oi disease, however, opens a new field for medicine, and will take-it completly away from the medieval superstitions that still cling to its skirts. And yet medi cine is not withonl its discoveries. ' It has long been known, and the fact is now recognized wherever the test has been made, that Swift’s Specific (S. S. S:) will destroy the germs of malarial diseases, the microbe of skin diseases, »««! the bacilli of contagions and other forms of blood poisoning, ejects them from the blood, and purifies and builds up the system. Ifo medical discoveryof our day bag achieved such remakable snecess. FOB. DTBFXFSU I'« *«»■'• Ir»» Hum. 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