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WORDS.
Ttfar&a arA great forces in the realm of life.
Be careful of their use. Who talks cf hate*
Of poverty, of sickness, but sets rife
These very elements to mar his fate.
When love, health, happiness and plenty hear
Their names repeated over day by day,
They wing their way like answering fairies -near,
Then nestle down within our homes to stay.
Who talks of evil conjures into shape
That formless thing and gives it life and scope.
This is the law; then let no word escape
That does not breathe of everlasting hope.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox in Woman’s Home Com*
panion.
A MATCH FOR A .MILLION, j
Winning; a Wrestling; Bout tlie Form- j
elation of a Fortune.
“Had I caught my train that night” ;
laughed the man'who has had nothing I
to do for a quarter of a century but to j
sit and watclPpine trees grow to swell j
his bank account, “I would probably be
a farmer now trying to raise a mort
gage and a few other things. I had ;
gone to a little town in lower Wiseon-1
sin to see a colt that a man there want- j
ed to sell. I was a good judge of stock ,
and pretty shrewd on a trade, but a
greener country lad never broke into a !
town. I would have walked back to
the farm after I found myself too late j
for the train, but I saw a handbill an- !
nouncing a show that night and could
not resist the temptation to see it. ,
though it did cost a auarter.
“In my hilarious appreciation I was
more of an entertainment than they
had on the stage, especially as I was
utterly oblivious to the fact that I did
not look like any one else in the audi
ence. Toward the end of the perform
ance a huge fellow came out, tossed
cannon balls in the air, held men out
at arm’s length and lifted heavy
weights. After this showing of his
prowess he offered $10 to any one
whom he could not throw inside of
two minutes. 1 was the crack wrestler
in all our section, though none present
knew it and I felt as though the chal
lenge was aimed directly at me. I
turned hot and cold during a few sec
onds of extreme silence. Then I sprang
np and as I came out of my old blouse
shouted, ‘I’ll go you. b’gosb!’
“There was a roar of laughter, and
then some of those about me urged me
not to go up there and have my neck
broken. But one old man told me to
go In and do my best. It was a tough
job. but I finally threw the giant al
most through the floor with A hip lock.
There was a little hesitancy about giv
ing me the $10, but the crowd shouted
until I got it The old man took me
home with him, and in a week I had
charge of all the teams in his lumber
camps. In time I became a partner,
and be cleared the way to make me
rich. That was really a match for a
million.”—Washington Star.
The Story of a Picture.
j ' Benjamin West’s picture of the
“Death of Nelson” is closely connected
I With an anecdote of the great sailor,
j Just before he went to sea for the last
| time he was present at a dinner, dnr-
; lug which he sat between the artist
; an d Sir William Hamilton. Nelson was
i expressing to Hamilton his regret that
he had not. in his youth, acquired some
taste for art and some discrimination
; in judging it. “But.” said he, turning
to West, “there is one picture whosa
; power I do feeL 1 never pass a shop
j where your ‘Death of Wolfe' is In the
J window without being stopped by it.”
! West made some gracious answer to
the compliment, and Nelson went on,
j “Why have you painted no more like
| it?’
j “Because, my lord,” West replied,
; “there are mo more subjects.”
“Ah,” said the sailor, “I didn’t think
I of that.”
“But my lord,” continued West "I
! am afraid your intrepidity will yet
: furnish me with another such scene,
and if it should I shall certainly avail
myself of it”
! “Will you?” said Nelson—“will you,
Mr. West? Then I hope I shall die in
the next battle!”
A few days later he sailed, his
strangely expressed aspiration was re
alized, and the scene lives upon can
vas.
AARON BURR’S MAGNETISM.
How Be Earned Breakfast.
I must bave walked the streets (of
Richmond) till after midnight At last
1 became so exhausted that I could
walk no longer. 1 was tired, I was
hungry, 1 was everything but discour
aged. Just about tbe time when I
reached extreme physical exhaustion I
came upon a portion of a street where
the board sidewalk was considerably
elevated. I waited for a few minutes
till I was sure that no passersby could
see me and then crept under the side
walk and lay for the night -upon the
ground, with my satchel of clothing for
a pillow. Nearly all night I could hear
the tramp of feet over my head.
The next morning I found myself
somewhat refreshed, but I was ex
tremely hungry, because it had been a
long time since I had had sufficient
food. As soon as it became light enough
for me to see my surroundings I notic
ed that I was near a large ship and
that this ship seemed to be unloading a
cargo of pig iron. I went nt once to the
vessel and asked the captain to permit
me to help unload the vessel in order
to get money for food. The captain, a
white man, who seemed to be kind
hearted, consented. I worked long
enough to earn money for my break
fast, and it seems to me, as I remember
it now, to have been about the best
breakfast that I have ever eaten.—
Booker T.. Washington in Outlook.
Worse Than His Own.
A gentleman who owns one of the
finest estates in the north of Ireland,
While in his gardens one morning, no
ticed one of the laborers very badly
clad and asked him:
“Have you no better clothes than
those, Mat?”
“No, in troth, yer honor, worse luck,”
replied Mat
“Well, call at the house this evening
on your way home,” said the gentle
man. ‘T'll leave an old suit of mine
with the butler for you.”
A few days later, when showing a
party of visitors through the gardens,
he was much annoyed to see Mat look
ing, if possible, more a scarecrow than
ever.
“Why are yon still wearing those old
clothes, Mat?” he asked.
“Sure, yer honor, they’re the best I
have,” replied Mat.
“But did you hot get the suit I left
for you the other day?” asked the gen
tleman.
“Indeed, an I did, thank yer honor
kindly,” replied Mat; “but, sure, I had
to lave them at home to be mended.”—
London Tit-Bits.
He Conquered All Feminine Hearts
Without an Effort.
“Prom the time the beautiful and
brilliant Mme. Jurnel bad been a youDg
girl and when Aaron Burr was only
a captain. In the American army she
bad been more than once under the
spell of his strange fascination." writes
William Perrine in The Ladies’ Home
Journal. “Burr had introduced her to
the celebrated Margaret Monerieff. had
desperately flirted with her and had
implanted within her an admiration
which was still alive when he was
an aged social exile. She had written
of him in earlier days that be appeared
to her to be Tbe perfection of man
hood,’ that his figure and form bad
been fashioned in the mold of tbe
graces and that he was as familiar
With the drawing room as with the
camp.
“ ‘In a wordJ she said. *he was a
combined model of Mars and Apollo.
His eye was of the deepest black and
sparkled with an incomprehensible
brilliancy when be smiled, but if en
raged its power was absolutely ter
rific. Into whatever female society
he chanced by tbe fortunes of war or
the vicissitudes of private life to be
cast, be conquered all hearts without
an effort, and until he became deeply
Involved In the affairs of state and
the vexations incident to the political
arena I do not believe a female capa
ble of the gentle emotions of love ever
looked upon him without loving him.'
Wherever he went he was petted and
caressed by her sex, and hundreds
vied with each other in a continuous
struggle to offer him some testimonial
of their adulation. Subsequently Mme.
Jnmel was married to Burr, who was
nearly 80 and she nearly 60. I}ie mar
riage was not a happy one, and the
two soon separated.”
Little Harry’s Diplomacy.
Little Harry was very fond of sweet
things to eat, and especially of pad
dings, which were his favorite dessert.
Accordingly his dinners were made a
burden to him, since his parents per
sisted that he must make his meals
off the substantials and leave what
Harry called the good things until last.
One day while Harry’s nostrils. were
tickled with the tantalizing , pdor^j ofi
his most favored padding a scheme'
was bom in his brain that points his ;
way to future greatness. When his'
mother put before him a .plate of meat
and potatoes he eyed it a momhnt in;
apparent ecstasy; then, shoving it re-!
gretfully away, he said:.
“I declare that looks so good I guess
I’ll leave it till the very last thing and
get rid of that pudding first!”—What
to Hat.
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ing piles, sores and skin diseases
acquired by DeWitt’s Witch Hazel
Salve has led to the making of
worthless counterfeits. Be sure to
get only DeWitt’s Salve. Holtz-
claw’s Drugstore.
How the Artist Was Called. '
When Henry S. Watson, the illustrat
or, landed at Naples, he did not know
much about European travel. He had
to make some sketches in the villages
about Naples, and his experiences have
filled him with wonder enough for a
lifetime. His deft pencil helped him a.
bit. At one little village inn he tried
to get it through the landlord’s head
that he was to be called early in the
morning. He couldn’t make himself
understood. At last he drew a picture
of himself lying in bed, the sun peep
ing through the window, the clock at
the hour of 6 and the Chambermaid
knocking at the door. Then it was
quite plain, and they woke him on the
tick.—Saturday Evening Post.
To The Deaf.
A ricli lady, cured of her deaf
ness and noises in the head by Dr.
Nicholson’s Artificial Ear Drums,
gave $10,000 to his Instute, so
that deaf people unable to pro
cure the Ear Drums may have
them free. Address No. 1474. The
Nicolson Institute, 780 Eighth
Avenue, New York.
Tlie Best Prescription for Malaria*
Chills and Fever is a bottle of
Grove’s Tasteless Chill Tonic.
It is simply iron and quinine in a
tasteless form. No cure—no pay.
Price 50c.
Her - Meanness.
An American hostess, on the occa
sion of a gathering of distinguished
people, was endeavoring to add to the
pleasure of a Frenchman by talking to
him in his native language.' Noticing
that her lack of fluency was Irksome to
the lady and desiring to relieve her em
barrassment, with praiseworthy amia
bility the foreigner said:
“Pardon, madame, somewhat the
French is difficult for you. I am able
to understand your mean-ness if you
will speak English.”—London Chroni
cle.
Got No Antograpli.
To an applicant for his autograph
Mark Twain on one occasion sent a let
ter the substance of which was as fol
lows:
“To ask a doctor or builder or sculp
tor for his autograph would be in no
way rude. To ask one of these for a
specimen of his work, however, is
quite another thing, and the request
might be justifiably refused. It would
never be fair to ask a doctor for one
of his corpses to remember him by.”
There was no autograph to the letter,
which was typewritten throughout.
Don’t get the notion in helping the
poor that you can do more with a
“cheerful word” than you can with a
dollar.—Atchison Globe.
Always speak well of the dead, and
if you have time you might speak a
good word for the living occasionally.—
Chicago News.
Persons who suffer from indi
gestion cannot expect to live long,
because they cannot eat the food
required to nourish the body and
the products of the undigested
foods they do eat poison the blood.
It is important to cure indigest
ion as soon as possible, and the
best method of doing this is to
use the preparation known as Ko-
dol Dyspepsia Cure. It digests
what you eat and restores all the
digestive organs to perfect health.
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