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VOL. XVI
Art and Nature.
“La’me l’ said Aunt Melissa, put
tine* on her spectacles, ‘-how yon
have spur ceil up, to bo sure.’
“I never such a change in any
one in all my born days!’ said
Mrs. Perry.
They were both right. Alfred
Perry had changed marvelously in
he brief (wo years that he had
been a Now York lawyer. The
luetic sunburn bad faded away
from his cheek, a song silky mus
tache graced his upper lip, and
his hair, curled and scented, was
brushed away from his well devel
oped forehead
“vVhat will Annette say!’ ejacu
lated Aunt Melissa* “I've a great
mind to send right up to Squire
Dawson’s and let her know that
you've gel home.’
But any such proceeding was
rendered unnecessary by the
ing of the noor and the unexpect
ed appariton of Miss Annette Daw
B on’s blooming S6?f,
“Why, here she is now?’ »aki
Mrs. Perry.
“Bos*, here she is,’ sparkled An
nette, ard dropping from her apron
a tangle of wild flowers, fern
plumes, and feathery grasses, she
ran up to the new arrival and stood
on tip-toe to kiss him.
“Oh, Fred, how glad lam to
see you --and how your now mus»
tache does feel!’
She was radiantly protty, with
dewy-hazel eyes, carling silky
hair blown over her temples, and a
tiny rosebud month.
‘ Yon are so abrupt, Annette— ’
“Not Annette, Fred. Have you
forgotten tbe dear old name “Nan
ny f
Appearantly he paid no heed to
what she said ; ho was earnestly
sciiitiuiztng the cUtoptad roseflush
ed face.
“Child, how frightfully sunburn
ed you are—and what an unbes
corning color that lilac is—just ex
actly the sort of calico dress that
every chambermaid wears!’
“Don’t you like it ?’ said Nancy*
a litt.e discomfited. “But, Fred
“Not so loud it really startles
oue. Sit down, Annette —not on
the edge of tbe table, child —how
v cry dillerent your manners aro
from what I have been accustomed
to Here's a chair’
Nancy Dawson snl sided into
the cusnionod seat, pouting. EvK
dently her ffaucee had come bac*
marvelously changed, and Nancy
wasn’t altogether certain that she
lilted tho transformation.
She listened to smooth talk-r-it
was very attractive, yet if was not
the old Fred. 7/e spoke of operas,
soirees, evening gatherings, at-d
to Nanny if seemed as be had
passed into another world since
tho day on which, standing be
neath tbe holly tree in the woods,
he plighted his troth to her.
“1 wish you could have the ad
vantage of a season in New York
Annette,’he said* “You have no
idea how much it would improve
you.’
Nanny '.ooked nuldenly up,
with a red s'ain on her cheek,
‘ Don’t you like me as I am, Al
fred r
“There 1 what a quick tempered
little pasß it is!’ be said, pulling
the silken head" “Of course 1
like yon, Nan : but you see you’re
a diamond in the rough—you
neod polishing.’
“You never said so in the old
times, Alfred.’
“Because my dear, my standard
has oeeu raised since those same
‘old times.’ ”
“Fied, 1 wish you had never
gone away from Stansdale.’
lie laughed in the superior, pat
ronizing way that she so much dis
liked.
But Nanny Dawson wont home
and cried heresolf to sleep that
night.
The two weeks of her lover’s so
joum among his native Lills and
dales were anything but pleasant
to the little village beauty livery
thing she did or said or wore seem
ed to provoke criticism from Al
fred Perry ; amloneday,in a hurst
of passionate tears, she cried out:
“What would you have ms do,
Fred V
“Exactly,’ said Mr. Perry.daint
LAWRENCEVILLE G-A Tusday June 22 1886.
ily off the head of a tall buttercup
with his ivory headed cane, “Now
you ask me the question, I think
a sow months with Mrs. Gordon
Trevallian in Philadelphia would
give your manners the finishing
touch which they certainly lack
now.’
“Well, Fred, I will go to this
Mrs. Gordon Trevallian and try
to becom ’
“A little more like the other
people,’ laughingly interrupted
Mr. Perry,
And Nanny bit her lip and mute
ly accepted the amendment.
And when he had taken his de
parture to New York, Annette
Dawson packed her trunk, kissed
her mother good bye. and started
for Philadelphia to bo civilized ac
cording to rule and plummet of
the fiirsfnmed Mrs. Gordon Treval
liau.
Almost before they began to
note<tho progress of time the year
rolled round again to the June
roses, and the sunny meadow
slopes were all crimson with the
flush of the wild strawberries.
•‘Nanny’s letters grow rather
stiff of late, it seems to me,’ pen**
dered Mr. Perry, the evening be
fore he started for home on his an
nual vacation, “and I don’t know
that 1 like so many French phrases
and hackney quotations sprinkled
through them. 7/eigho! One
gets very ‘ tired of the monotony
and formality of city society l’fn
not sorry, on the whole, that I am
going back to Stansdale and little
unsophisticated Nar.ny Dawson.*
Slansdale was sweet and as syL,
van as ever—tne honeysukles ag
sweet as of old, and Alfred Perry
drew a long breath of relief as he
sat on tho ajd fashioned porch.
“How pleasant this is !’ he ex
plained aloud* “But I shou.d
think wsi in iii. vo been
uuwn to seo me before this.’
“We don’t cal! her Nanny udw,’
said Aunt Melissa, with a little
contraction of she brow. “She’d
rather be called Miss Minette.
Taint noways likely she’H come
down, neither— Bbe’s a dreadful
hand for what the lino folks calls
‘eliqueto’ nowadays!
“Nonsense !’ said Perry.
“That’s just what I say myself.
But that Filadelfy school made
another gal of Nanny.’
Alfred looked discomfilod. Tho
next day he walked up to Squire
Dawson’s stately red brick house
and inquired for Fanny.
“She might have met at tho
door,’ he thought, as he remem
bered that she sifting-room window
coinmandod a fair viow of tho
road*
Ten minutes he sat in the par
tor, drearily waiting befoie the
door opened and Nanny appeared.
Not the old, impulsive Nanny
with crimson cheeks and sparling
eyes, who would have rushed into
his arms wit'* aery of delight, but
a tall graceful young iady in an
irreproachable toilet ot white inus
liu and fluttering ribbons, who
courtesied low, and touched his
hand with the extreme tips of her
lingers.
“jVaiitiy !’ he faltered aghast,
“1 am very glad to see yen, Al
fred,’ she said calmly.
“One would scarcely suppose it
from your manner,’ he said, with
some pique.
“Mrs. Gordon Trevallian says
that impulsiveness is near akin to
vulgarity.’
Alfred winced.
“Nanny, will you come fora
little walk with mo? I cau’t say a
word sitting up hero in this stiff
fashion.’
“Not in ibis broiling Sunshine V
Airs. Trevallian says our complex
ions should be our first care.’
“Nonsense!’ ejaculated Mr. Per
ry.
“Pray, Alfred, spare my feeling
Excitement is so-so verypros
nouuce / Airs Gordon Trevallian
is of opinion
“Hang Mrs. Gordon Trevallian
aud her opinions!’ blurted out tho
incensed ioy,er.
“Alfred
“Well, I mean iff persisted Mr.
Perry, springing to his foot and
striding angrily up and dowu the
room. ‘She hat made a—a—
mere machine out of you—sbo has
spoiled you— yos, completely spoil
ed you !’
“Dear ra-*!’ said Nanny, opene
ing horyes vory wido, “Surely
you cannot exception to my man-?
uers. Mrs. Gordon Trevallian de
clares lam the most- promising
pupil sho has—and it Ims been my
careful study for the fast twe've
months to repress all tne undue
impulsiveness to which you prop
erly objected ’
“I was an idiot,’hurst in Alfred.
‘A fool—an unmitigated block
head !’
Be sat templatiug Nanny as
Our Own Sect ion-We Labor For Its Advancement.
one might look upon the cold per.
fectiou of a lifeless statue. It
was Nanny, and yet not Nanny !
His own doings, yet how infinitely
repulsive 40 him—and as he
thought of ah the bright freshness
and vivacity that he had deliber
ately put away from him, his head
dropped on his lmuib, and some
thing very like a sob burst from
the laboring depth of his breast.
“Fred! Darling Fred!’
He looked up wi/li « start—i<
was the old, thrilling voice again,
Nauny was kueeling at his sidei
heedless of crumpled ribbons or
crushed muslin, her eyes shining
up into his face.
“My darling!’ she excised, “I
hate Mrs. Gordon Trevallian as
badly as yon do—and, in spite of
kei prison house, I am Nanny
Dawson still! Tell me that you
love me Ered ! Tell me that you
like me just as I am!’
“I wouldn’t exchange you I’cried
Fred, enthusiastically, “for all the
society belles in creation! I’ve
made a donkey of myself, and you
are the dearest little tactician in
the world to prove to me what a
wretched fool I should have been
could I had my own way.”
OPIE REED’S REFLECTIONS.
Farming; nndonbtly, is the nos
blest of all pursuits. The lawyer
may chase a fleeting fee up the
avenue of crime or down the street
of illegitimate transaction; the
doctor may feel the pulse of a dol
lar brought to him by glaring
eyes nnp feverish breath; but the
money she farmer realizes comes
through the agencies of no calam
ity, It comes at (he bidding of
nature—comes at the call of one
of nature’s greatest gifts, a good
appetite. The farmer earns eve
ry coni he realizes, I speak from
experience, for I worked on a
farm once. I may have earned a
large sum of money, but I didn’t
realize any. Tho cut worm and
the smut, the rust and t lIA lYOnnn
tiie plunders nmLU’® *' n ” < ia *
snatched me wdh an ungentle
hand. I had been running, or
rather hobling, a weekly paper in
a Kentucky town, and, upon kind
ly advice offered by the sheriff’, I
sold out and rented a farm. 7’he
shoriff sa-d (hat I wouldAvoll ns a
farmei’. He said that his father
often made money that. way. 7
confess that the prospect of hav
ing enough to eat flattered mo. I
had frolioed so long with a news
paper that I was hungry. The
man of whom I rented tho form
graciously accepted a mortgage
on my prospective crop. I plow
ed wiili gay spirits, with the glad
haw, haw, of an emancipated man.
My nights were sweet and dewy,
mj days were glorious. 1 listened
to tbe chattorjack when the sun
turned down his light and scatter
ed bushels of rpses in the west ; I
heard the hoarse bray of my mule
when the morning star was fading
away into the effnlgoncs of day
light. I knocked tho dirt out of
my shoes and washed my feet be
foro going to bed; I ran with niin
ble capers when I plowed up a
nest of bees; I dodged with a
tbrili when tho black snake glided
across the corn rows to greet me,
Yes, I did all this: yet, w hen auls
umn came, when the fodder worm
stung me, when tne sun had lost
much of his glare, and wligu the
moon cut bright didoes athwart
the scythe that had boen left in
the meadow, I turned my back up
ou the scenes of my labors, and
with a wardrobe consisting of a
hickory shirt and a cotton hand
kerchief, walked away. 1 have
net cultivated a crop since that
time:
Arkansas farming is is varied
and interesting. The big planter
ives in town, taking care, of
course, that his plantation shall
remain in the country. I haye
devoted some study to the ques
tion, and have decided that the
country is the best place for plan
tations. Street cars aud omnibus
es, the parading German baud,
and the corner idler arc not cons
uucivo to tbe production of cot-*
lon. The planter, as a rule, has a
hankering lor something stronger
than sweet milk. In fact, when
invited, he will drink whisky;
when not invited, he drinks it any
way.
Tho hillside farmer is a chnrac -
acter, It makes no difference to
him whether the creek runs up.
stream or dowu. Ho wants a fits
tig ooru bread aud Ue bosom of a
sow. That’s what he wants. His
dogs are in better order than bis
borses, and his cows have to be
he/ped up should they lie down ;
yet he is curiously contented,
//is butter, if indeed he have
ano, is pale with a ghastly smell
of reproof, and his cornmeal i 6 as
coarse as the conversation of a
raftsmau, yet he makes no effort
to better his condition.
Some time ago, while I was a
candidate for Governor of Arkaas
sas, I came across the hill side
farmer. As 1 rode up he was
standing with his long arms rest
ing upon the pretense of a gate.
“How are you, my friend ?’ said
I.
“How yor know I’m yer friend?’
he asked.
“Ob, morely supposed se- Who
lives here ?’ .
“I do,’
“Yes, but who are yon ?’
“The man what lives here,’
“My friend, lam a candidate
for Governor, and wfmld like to
have you support me. 4
“Katn’t do it.’
“ IFhy ?’
“Becase it’s erbolffi as much as
I ken do tor s’port iqyse’f.’
“I mean that I want you to veto
for me,’
“Then w’j’ntyerHay so V
“I introduced and added;
*‘l have lived jljue sovoral years,
ami think that J deserve the con
fidence of Unpeople.’
“What’s your business V
“I rurf a newspaper.’
“D mocrat or Methodist V
.“Democratic.’
“Wall, I wuz in hopes that it
was mixed, fur /’in a Dimercrat.
an’ wife’s cr Methodist*’
I assured him that l would add
a Methodist dapartment, but niter
all, he did not hroi**. ’ ’ •, *
mi wnifii .me; and, thinking
I might conciliate him by exhibing
interest m his affairs, 1 asked:
“llow many acres have you
here?’
“Don’t know,’
“What do you raise mostly?’
“Chillun and doga.’
“How many children have yon ?’
“Gotten dogs, 1 fnrgit how
many chillun. Reckon wife she
kuows fur she counted ’em last.’
7 gave him np as a hopeless ense
Year in and year out, the hill farm
er iu a certain section of Arkan
sas is tho same. He takes no uote
of time, moralizes not upon the
gray streaks in his ragged board.
Ilis children grow up, grand-chil
dren come and climb about the
old man’s rheumatic knees, still he
seems not to take heed es the fu
ture. He dies, his sons take his
place. They stand with-their long
rrras resting on the gate, dreamily
looking at nothing.—-Arkansaw
Traveler.
AN ACTUAL TIiAGEDY.
For some time past Mr. and
Mrs, Stramanna have resided iu
Donvcr, Col- Last Decomber
Mrs. Stramann’s father was so
badly beaten by a burglar that he
died shortly afterward, and within
a month his wife died of grief*
These aad occurrence had a serious
effect upon tho mind of Mrs. Stra
maur, who has acted stiangely
ever since and during tho past
week or two has shown many evi
dences of insanity. Bho’ was about
27 years of ago and has a little
girl 6 years old. One morning
Mr. Stramann got up early and
went to the stable to feud his
horse. When he got through ho
started back to the house, and
when on the way heard three shots
in rapid succession. Fearing that
had happened, he start
ed.© n a run for his bed room,
wheio he had loft his wife and
‘child sleeping.
As he entered he saw that his
wife lay dead od tho bed, a pistol
clutched iu her left hand, and their
child clasping the corpse of its
mother in its arms and crying
“Mamma Las killed heiselt!” Mr.
Stramann ran out cf tho house
slnieking. Neighbors who had
heard the slots and boon attracted
by Mrv Stramaun’s cries went to
his house and ciowded into the
bedroom, They found the little
•girl still clasping her mother’s life
less form, and it was with diffieul
ty that they could take her away.
ww found that her night drett
had been set afire by the flash of
the powder from the pistol, It
was smothered by the close em.
brace in which she- hold her moth
er.
SOH OOLBOY STRIKE I IS.
The most interesting conditions
laid down in behalf of any set of
strikers are those which we find
in the Indianapolis Sentinel pro
pounded by a lot es school boys
inspired with an ardent desire for
reform in the methods of public
education.
1 A reduction of the hours 0/
study.
2. An increase of the periods
of recess.
3. Noon to begin 11 o’clock aDd
extend to 1:30 or 2, according to
the condition of the weather.
4. School shall let out any after
noon when there is a base ball
match or a circus within fifteen
miles.
5. Any scholar who wants a “re
ward of merit” to carry home to
his parents can have it at whole
sale or cost price:
(J. Ferrules to bo muac vi «oit
wood.
7. The the old-time custom of
punishing boys by compelling
them to sit with the girls shall be
immediately restored.
8. A boy who holds up his right
hand and says, “Please, sir, may I
go out?” shall be allowed to go,
whether it be necessary or not.
9. The number of boys allowed
to go and fetch a pall of water
sha'l no increased from two to
four, with proper allowance for
lime consumed in going and com
ing.
10. No boy shall be punished
for offensive words spoken in de
bate with another boy.
1L While believing in arid*>•*>-
OT 1 fcjV** v * WO 111-
sist that two boys who liavo (l
grudge to settle shall be allowed
to fight it out between themselves,
No teacher need apply a whip on
vccount of it.
12. A boy who tells on another
boy shad bo boycotted.
13. Nc boy shall be kept iu
school except at bis own request,
ah when another boy is lying in
wait to lick him.
Yho exception to the principal
of arbitration laid dowr in the
eleventh article is we think, to be
commended and we judge that
people generally will agree that
this school boys’ strike >* quite as
sound as many of those that have
made a great btir in the world of
lato.
BADLY TREATED.
Hr. Anderson Bradley thought
that a mercantile establishment in
the Indian Territory could not fail
to yield handsome profits. He
opened a Btore in tho Choctaw Na
tion about two months ago The
other day lie returned to Little
Rock. His clothes was much
worn and his manly physique ap.
peared to have received some sort
of a shock,
“Why, Anderson,” said a friend
‘‘you do not appear to be enjoying
yourself,’’
“No, I am not biosterously hap
py.”
“What has become of your store
iu the Indian Territory?’
* ‘lt’s up there yet.”
“Has business been very good ?’
“Middling,”
“Come, tell me what’s the mat
ter?”
“Well, I wasn’t treated rightly.
When 1 went up there 1 found a
man who wanted to sell his store,
He offered the establishment at a
very reasonable ra/e, and as I had
the cash I bought it. I restocked
the house and soon thought myself
on the road to prosperity. Sever
al days afterward a man walked
briskly into the store and said.
“My name is Fowler.” I shook
hands with him, for he looked as
though he might become a good
customer, and invited him to sit
down.
“Why did Piles leave so sudden
ly ?" he asked, meaning the man
from whom I had bought the
store. I replied that I did not
know. He went behind the coun
ter and going up to the desk be
gan looking over my books, lie
was a muscular fellow and I was I
dirterurined to treat kua with po'
JOHN T. WI LSON, Jr., Publisher
! liteness, but 1 soon found it necs
essary to say something. He
turned lo me and remarked;
“As the dull season is coming
on I reckon 111 have to get along
without you.”
“What do you mean ?’ I de
manded.
“I mean that 111 have to diss
charge you. Piles had no authori
ty to hire any one. He might
have waited until 1 got buck.’
•‘Will you p/oa«o explainl
said.
“I think, sir,” he replied, “that
you are the one to explain.’
“I’ll do so. This is my house,
and —’
“Your house?”
“Yes, my house. I bought it
of Piles.”
“Then Piles sold something that
did not belong to him. This is my
store. Piles was only a clerk.
“I couid do nothing. I went to
law, but lost the case. All my
money was gone, and I was in a
strange country. lhad to tramp
away. I would tell you more but
Piles is in towD.’ -
“Andyou are hunting him?’
“Well, no, 1 am Arcpiug v«* v»
his way. He says that he didn't
charge me enough for the store,
and says, so I understand, that he
proposes to got oven with me
physically, I llko a quiet life, you
kuow, and therefor* shall not as>-
sociate with him.”—Arkansaw
Traveler.
SHREWD BILL.
“Mebbe you’ve seen my boy
Bill hanging around here!’’ queri
ed a farmer of a policeman at the
Central Market recently. “He’s a
common looking chap, a little bow
backed, ami linu red mittens, a
blue comforter and a scared look,’
‘J cow snob a chap about an
hour (ig o) Rut bo's a man grown.’
body, but ho don’t know nuthin,’
Tho othe morning to start the fire,
and come to loo 1 ! arouhd he
couldn’t find a match in thehouso
It’s half a mile to the nearest
naybu’s, and wliat did that smart
son of mine do? 7/o put the
kindling inlo the cook-stove, luck
ed Borne paper under it nnd then
got down tho stiot gun to try a
brilliant experiment. He thought
the flame of the powder would sot
ths kindlings going and save him
a tramp.”
“And didn’t it ?”
“Why, iho long-legged ignoras
inus never stopped to see if the
gup wasn’t already loaded, when,
as a matter of fact, she had a big
charge of powder, and a handful
of buck shot already down. When
that gun went off the report riz
everybody out of bed in a twink
ling, and away went all the glass
in the kitchen windows, We hain’t
got tho houso fairly clear of smoke
and ashes yet, while the charge of
shot blow tho whole back of the
stove out.”
“What did the boy do ?’
“He was lying on his back on
the floor when 1 got down. I got
some water end put out the con#
flogration in his hair and eyes
brows and goatee, aud thon I led
him to the back door and gave
Dim a lift which lit him over a
snow-drift six feet high. I guess
I was a little too hasty. I heard
he came to town, and I thought
I’d hunt him np and sort o’ apolo
gize.”
At that moment Bill came round
a corner of the butcher market,
and the father held out his hand
and said.
“Bill, you aro the darrdest fool
in the State of Michigan, but you
can come home all the same !’
“Do you want me to T’
“Sartin. You don’t know enough
to chaw gum, and it’s a wonder
you hain’ibiu bit by cats since
you left home Git in ihur, and
mind the team, while I go aud
price a new cook-stove.—Detroit
Free Press.
There is a scarcity of bread in
Buffalo, N. Y . owing to the ba
ker’s staike,
Mrs. Langtry is the craze again
iu London, and her public appear
ance creates a sensation.
The soda fountain man is the
only person who can “hiss” at peo
pie without giving offense,
Paris hotels aro crowded to an
oxtont unprecedented in the his
tory of that gay and giddy city,
M. Gfevy is veiy fond of music
but draws the line at fellow? learn
iug to play tho cornet*
GWINNETT HERALD
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NO 24
ALL SORTS;
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Fault’s profits—The wages of
sin.
Light blacksmithing—Shooing
flies.
A balloon often creates asceut
sation.
Mme. Minnie Huuk owns a cas
tle iu Switzlandv
Social oil and water will not mix
among the Americans in London.
Fewer fashionable churches
than usual will be closed this sum
mer.
The President’s wedding cabs
had no plums in it for mug warn ps.
When schoonos can be bought
for five cents, who cares for free
ships?
No young lady goes to the conn,
try without an amateur photograph
outfit.
The best advertised summer
hotels will bo tho bee? patronized
this season. ~ «- .
The little lady of the White
the President,
Von Ranke, the historian, work
ed eight hoar# in a day for mors
than forty years.
Spain’s royal baby has four
n urses, who take turns iu adminis
tering paregoric.
No carpenter in all England can
be induced to take an order for a
home rule.
The exodus of clergymen to
Europe of all denominations, is
really remarkable,
Lucy Lareom, the poetess, was
ones an operative in a New Eng
land cotter mill.
juice over the
\ mnitn hay# got
m£o hot water here.
Americans are a multitude in
Loudon now, pushing and elbows
ing among themselves.
The most fashionable occupa
tion for aristocratic amateurs in
Baris now is wood carving.
Liszt’s four most famouse pu
pils were Ruoenstein, Yon Bulow,
Tausig and Bendel,
Some A mericana who visit Col
ogne are raueh surprised that the
cathedral is unfinished.
It is very fortunate that all Dam
ocralic babies caD be named “Fran
kie,” irrespective of sex,
Mrs. Flora Adams Darling, of
IFashinton, Is now a Darling M-
A.of New Windsor College, Md.
The Prsident’s wife will now
begin to make acquaintance with
the cupboards of the White House.
W’e hear a great deal of talk
about the consumption of tub.
We wonder they don’t try cod
ivei oil.
1
“Not this eave,some other save,’’
as the bird said to his mate when
seeking a resting place near the
roof.
'‘Hallelujah Hitch’’ is the name
of a bourne Salvation Army cap
tain stationed a l Port Colborne,
Canada,
Mrs. Langtry is negotiating for
the purchaso of a site for a theatre,
which she proposes to build in
London,
“I like my victuals and drinks
very plain.” “Yes I see you are
very fond ox plain soda in the
rmoning.’
The /’resident does not find
public busineess so fascinating as
playing the zither, hut it seem*
kind of natural.
Tht largest church in Washing"
ton is said to be that of the color*
ed Methodists. It seat® 28000
people, at a cost of $116,000.
Jaehue looks wearily at a boiled
shirt and sighs for a twenty-five
cent Havana: but the way of the
transgressor is hard.
Prince Alexander, of Balgaiia,
wants a wite, and will shortly
make a journey through the West
of Eur ope in search of a bride.
Tbe most modest man ever
heard of was in a row-boat in a
storm. Ho got swamped and
browned because he refuted to
dog the there*