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VOL. XXVI. NO 9
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VICTIMS OF POLITICS.
Don't go into politics for fun.
It may be fun at the start, but
it is crucifictioD at the last.
The paths of politics iu all
lands are lined on both sides
with the bleached skeletons of
mighty men. “Hand us an
other,” say 9 public life, as it
pitches one man aside and
clutches for some promising
man iu law or merchandise or
social position. Politics must
be reformed, anil if you have
the martyr spirit go into them;
but if you undertake that style
of life for regalement and profit
yen make a mistake t hat can
not be corrected. A United
States senator writes this ad
vice to a boy: “If I were to
express any regrets or designate
any great error of my life, it
would be that 1 had ever con
nected myself with party poli
tics, or accepted a political of
fice. Ts you would be happy or
useful, or sclfrenpecting, 1
would advise you to let jiarty
politics and political positions
severely alone. The only safe
spirit in which to enter politics
is the martyr spirit, and then
if you are sacrificed, you will
not he surprised. The fact
that you have great brains af
fords no safety. That is the
very reason why you will be
put down or viciously handled
—Ex.
STAND TOGETHER.
Tbe ElberUm Star furnishes
thin pointed talk for Democrats
iu Georgia:
The reason why the Republi
can parly has ever been such a
power in politics is, that wheth
er an individual or a section of
that party get what they want
or not, when the platform is
agreod upon, when the line of
battle is formed, the whole par
ty, forgetting schismatic dif
ferences, unite in a common
cause against a common ene
my.
What is the use of a division
of democratic forces upon the
eve of a great struggle ? Why
widen tho chasm by bitter words
and uncharitable innuendoes,
when we can bridge it bv indi
vidual compromise and eonces
gion ? What have we to gain
by dissension am >ng our elves
but absolute defeat and a loss
of all fruits of dem rcraticjjuc
eesS in our state and county
elections ?
These are questions which
every democrat should ask him
self, and answer in (ho calm
light of reason, before passi >ii
and prejudice assumes dominion
over his excited son). No hurpli
word or unjust criticism should
pass our lips for those who en
tertain honest differences ot
opinion.
Close up the ranks which are
idclined to straggle, and let
• very democrat touch elbows in
tho coming charge.
A New York wontfru accused
u gentleman sitting uext to her
in the street car of stealing her
purse. He was hi rested, and al
ter tli« woman left the ear the
conductor picked up her purse
if.ui th- floor, wnere she had
dropped it.
A stick of timber 119 fe*t
Jong and 22 inches square,with
out a knot or blemish, cut
at the null at Htq liarn, Wash .
the other day. It was the long
est stick of timber over cut in
tiial State.
The Gwinnett Hera trt
I AM GUILTY.
It. is a trite old saying that
there can be no love without
jealousy. I was passionately
attached to iny wife and I will
freely confess that I was madly
jealous of her, and with good
cause it would seem. Une day 1
met her out talking to a strange
man, who moved hastily away
on my approach. Shewascon
fused, agitated, and when I
taxed her with it refused to toll
me who lie was. His name was
Leeson—that was all she would
say. Constraint and mistrust
rose up between us then, and
we bade-a long farewell to hap
piuess.
It came to a terrible crisis
when one day, returning home
at an unexpected time, 1 found
him iu my house. I overheard
a part of their interview, be
held the passionate kiss of fare
well, and wild, mad, distracted,
I rushed into the street. Here
1 met Clement Grimston, to
whom I poured forth all my
wrongs.
He said lie knew something
-if this man Leeson, and would
take me to a little public house
in Rotherhithe where I might
meet him and demand an ex
planation, but at the same time
implored me to do nothing
rash.
All that clay I steeped my
senses in strong drink, the fool's
Lethe, wherein he drowns all
his troubles. I saw Grimston
again, and at night we went to
Rotherhithe. It was a low, hor
rible den, and it is strange what
one who appeared a gentleman
could he doing there. I met
him, but by this time I was so
mad and blind with drink and
with passion that all that fol
lowed is an utter blank to me.
When at last I returned to
complete consciousness, the
tirst faint streaks of morning
light, were peeping through the
blinds, and J lay on a couch in
my own house. The only other
occupant of the room was Clem
ent Grimston, wno paced rest
lessly up and down.
‘•What is the matter?” I
cried, passing my hand over my
brow. “What has happened ?
Ah, I remember, dimly. Where
is Adel a ?”
“She is gone.”
“Not with 1 Oh, what
happened lust night? I ean't
remember. What a fool I was
to drink like that! Tell me,
Crimson, for heaven’s sake, tell
me!”
“Don’t you really remember?’
he asked slowly, as he gazed
down steadily at me.
“No.”
“You met Eric Leeson. You
had a terrible quarrel. You
were so drunk you seemed un
conscious of what you said or
did. I tried to restrain you.
You would not listen to me,and
1 hen ”
“Then what?” I demanded,
starling to my feet.
There was a pause. Wo look
ed r.l each other, I stupidly
helpless, ho with a solemn pity
and sorrow in his eyes.
“Yes, what then ?” I ex
claimed again.
He laid his hands upon my
shoulders, and betuliug forward
whispered:
“And then you shot him
deadl”
I have left the country. I
mu dwelling by myself in a
lonely hut high up among the
Swiss Alps. I did not see my
wife before I left home. Thank
heaven for that! Mow could I
bid her farewell ? Is she not
saithless to me, and am 1 not
guilty—guilty of murder ?
Clement Grimston was truly
a friend in need to me in mv
present horrible situation. He
had managed to get me away
from the public house at Bother
hit In- before my crime was dis
covered — before 1 was conscious
of it myself—and lie again it
was who helped me to leave
ICnglaud .
1 provided myself with money
enough for my few simple ne
cessities. Adela hail m**uns of
her own and will want lor noth
ing, whatever may befall her.
i It is best she should think me
dead—lost to her forever. 1
am no longer Oswald Lest range.
1 have change 1 my identity.
Would to Hod 1 could so easily
change the past! lam indeed
dead to the world. I never
speak to a soul, save now and
LAWRENCEVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, MAY 12th 1896.
j then the shepherds and peasant*
Jof the mountain land. When
the English travelers pass near
my retreat I shun them as I
would a pestilence.
Then there are the terrible
nights when I wake up in n
sweat, from some ghastly night
mare—but not more ghastly
than the reality—wake up in
an agony of remorse for the hu
man life which I have taken.
And then another terrible
thought generally follows upon
this: Suppose I should have
made a mistake.? Suppose
Adela could have explained lmd
I given her time ? Suppose she
should have been guiltless ?
Ah, heaven.' What difference
can that make now? None,
save to intensify my suffering
and remorse. I never dare ap
proach her again. I must re
main dead to her, for I —l am
guilty 1 Ah, poor Adela, how I
loved her once—aye, and love
her as much still, God help mel
How can I go on leading this
existence ? How is it all to
end—this living death, this self
inflicted expiation of a crime ?
I often wonder. Yet here I
have dragged out three horrible,
weary years—three years that
have seemed to me like an eter
nity.
One day in my lonely wander
ings I came upon a spot where
some tourists had been lunch
ing. They had left a newspaper
behind them. Mechanically I
took it up. It was a London
daily, now some three or four
weeks old. With eager longing
1 read tho news. It was the
first I had seen of the old home
land it) three long, weary years.
That journal falling in my way
was one of those strokes of
chance which we call improb
able in fiction, but which in
reality directed the destinies of
our lives. Suddenly I started
back as a short paragraph met
my gaze:
“It is expected that the trial
will take place about the 17th
prox., at the central criminal
court of Clement Grimston,now
under arrest for the murder of
Mr. Leeson at Rotherhithe about
three years ago.”
Oh, God! This was what I
dreaded. An innocent man was
about to suffer for my crime,
and that man the very one who
had saved me—who hacLscrnened
me from justice!
Without a moment’s pause 1
quitted my Alpine retreat. I
had plenty of money still.
Oh, that horrible journey
through the coutinent of Eu
rope. The rattling, roaring of
the trains sounded like- the
voices of demons rushing thro’
my brain. So slow, so slow!
Should 1 ever reach there, I
wondered.
Alii Paris at last, the gay
city that. 1 had once so dearly
loved, but the looks of things
were changed to me now. And
I was speeding on—on to my
death?
The chan tied, Dover, London;
bustling, noisy, smoky Charing
Cross, another spot fraught
with pleasant memories.
“ Vos, cabman, tbe Old Hai
ley! Drive like wild tiro and
you shall have a sovereign 1”
J rush wildly into the gloomy
solemn old court, where the
sensation-loving crowd are gaz
ing at the prisoner, whom they
think the guilty one.
And now that 1 have come to
tho end id - my fearful journey J
feel sick, dizzy; the place, and
the sea of laces swim swim
about me.
Wliat ahull I do? What shall
I say ? Il l come forward and
tell my strange story, 1 shall
be put down as a madman, but
it must be done Suddenly my
attent ion is urrestod by the man
ill tho witness box. He is a
short, thick-set fellow, with a
cunning face. 1 fancy 1 remem
her dimly to have seen him
som< where before. He is an
swering' questions, making a
statement, and his evidence is
creating a profound sensation.
Of mi much 1 am conscious.
“My name is Kbenezer Start
up,” ho is saying. “I was a
publican by trade, and kept the
Fighting Cocks at Rothorhithe.
I have known the prisoner for
some tune, and he kuowod my
'ist’ry. I remember Mr. Lee
son too. lb* were a young gent
in some sorter trouble. His
right name was Clayton.” I
started. This was ray wife's
muideu name. “Prisoner came
one night with another gent, a
Mr. Lestrange, who was mad
drunk. They was in the club
room. Then Mr. Leeson comes,
and there was ’igh words ’tween
'im and Mr. Lestrange—least
ways Mr. Lestrange did most o'
the talk. T’othor one seemed
surprised like. They locked
themselves in, but there was a
’ole in the door for Hull' meet
in’s and I saw all that passed.
Prisoner knows I did and paid
ino to keep quiet, but oof be
came irregular, and my con
science prompted me to turn
queen’s evidence. I was a eye
witness o’ the crime. Prisoner
kep’ in the background and
’ardly his mouth, but
he shoved a barker into Le
strange’s ’and, and Lestrange
didn’t use. I b’lieve ’e were too
drunk and too wild with passion
to notice, and Grimston fired
it over liis shoulder and shot
Leeson dead 1 ’ ’
What happened after this I
cannot tell. I was innocent,
thank God, innocent, and so
overwhelming was the joy that
I swooned.
******
When I returned to conscious
ness, I found myself in a strange
room, being watched over by
—my own wife, who gazed down
anxiously and tenderly into my
face. It was as though the last
three years had never been, and
that we had simply taken up
again the broken thread of our
lives.
There were yet more discov
eries in store for me. My sus
picions of my wife had been ut
terly groundless The hapless
Leeson, or Clayton, was her
own brolhor. who, fleeing from
jtislico for forgery, 1 * olievo
had sought for help from bi
sister.
Clement Grimston bail been
an arch enemy from the. first
under the guise of friet dship.
There had been some
quarrel between him and Clay
ton, and while murdering him
he had made me the victim of
his crime.
“Oh, Adela,” I said, “how I
have wronged you! Will you
ever forgive me ? Toward you
1 am guilty.”
Rut I knew I was already for
given. My wrongs and suffer
ings hud pleaded for me, and
the past was wiped out. —Buf-
falo Times.
WHEN WE ARE DEAD.
What then? The stars will
still shine in the sky nod the
world swing on its orbit. 'lb"
changing seasons will continue
to bring seed time and I arvest.
Men and women widen marry
ing and be given in marriage
The marts of trade will rescued
with the eager tumults of con
tending voices and the halls of
revelry will echo to the s'rains
of voluptuous music. Karin ts
will drive their panting teams
through the green Holds, and
scholars will pour over curiou
books in great libraries. Poli
ticians will scramble for office,
and men of science will pursue
the secrets of nature. All
things will go on as before
Our absence will not stop a sin
gle wheel in the vast machine
ry For a little while some
kindheartod friend that was
good enough to love us in spite
of our faults may make an oc
cassional visit to graves, but
even that will saon cease. The
very children that we have held
iu our arms, becoming absorbed
ill other interests, will forget
to name our names or remem
ber our faces. In a few veins
at most all traces of our pres
ence upon the curth will liav
vanished away.
Jliland —Your friend Brusli
tou is u very remarkable man
in one respect.
Ilalket— In what resjiect do
you mean ?
Hiland —lie tells me lie can
sleep in a sleeping car.
Stout Man (whose npp-tite
lias been the envy of his tel low
hoarders) —l doclar, I have
three buttons otf my vest.
Mistress of the House--You
will probably find them ill the
dining room, sir.
A young man had bee talking
to a bon d editor for quite a
quarter of an hour, and at-last
observed: “There are some
things in this world that go
without saying.’
“Yes,’ said the editor, 'and
there are still more persons in
the world who say u good deal
without going.’
He went.
PAINLESS EXECUTION. ;
A prominent physician of,
Newark, N. J., is advocating n
new method of execution. He
has been experimenting, and fa
vors a device of his invention
by which murderers would he
put to death by means of a car
bonic acid gas cell He does
not consider the present method
humane, and he condemns elec
trocution. The following in
terviews will give an idea of the
novel plan of the Newarker:
“No method should be used
which admits of resuscitation
after the current has been ad
ministered. The surgeon’s
knives, as we all know, have
completed the work the electri
cal current left undone many
times. The guilotine is, per
haps, the surest and least pain
ful death, but will always be
'ooked on with abhorence, for
most men don’t relish the idea
of having their bodies mutilat
ed.
“They want to look well af
ter death. Shooting is proba
bly the most manly method, if
any such practices can have
such a characteristic. It is
used in warfare, whore the vic
tim may have done no dishon
orable deed. He is permitted
to stand upright, a mark is
placed on his chest over his
heart and a file of soldiers fire
a volley at the mark. No one
man is individually responsible,
so far as he knows, for the kill
ing, and if the bullet touches a
vital part death is practically
instantaneous. There have
been cases, however, where even
-(hooting has failed to kill, and
a second volley is necessary, the
victim suffering intense agony
i i the meantime.
“Hut of all ways of putting a
human being to death none is
io horrible, so revolting and so
brutal ns hanging. A large
percentage of the criminals who
have been hanged have had the
job bungled fearfully. Their
sufferings must have been some
thing monstroils. If a man
can drop six feet with a rope
around his neck, and the rope
breaking, get up and stumble
about, does it not stand to rea
son that when the rope does
not. break he lias sufficient vi
tal) ity to live some moments
while suspended in tho most
fearful agony? To my mind,
hanging should be abolished,
and should never bo permitted
in a civilized country. Any of
the methods I have mentioned
are peferablo to it.
“As to my own device, it is
not perf«*ction, lint l fi>el confi
dent it could lie made a decided
improvement on all existing
systems The idea is by no
means a new one, the arrange
ment of the different parts be
in; all that I lay claim to as
original. First. I would con
struct a cell of boiler iron. Its
door should be provided with
rublsT padding along edges, so
that when closed the cell would
be hermetically sea'ed. The
upper half of the door should
be provided with glass to let in
light, There might bo a win
dow if desired, but it would
have to bo sealed hermetically,
like the closed door. Tho cell
would have on the interior
nothing iu particular to dis
tinguish it from other cells save
fora few perforations in the
boiler iron at the top, jmi. sibly
on the sides and bottom. Now,
when th(> death watch was to be
on my criminal, I'd order him
removed to this cell. • I’d tell
him lie might enter it in abso
lute confidence that no bodily
barm should be done to him—
that for two or three days (giv
ing the exact lime) his life
would be taken, but that after
that period, some time wthin a
week, he should die, and die
painlessly and practically un
conscious of wliat was happen-
“I might take his life while
he ate his breakfast, w hile he
read the paper, smoked or
lounged about his, cell, or 1
might kill him while ho slept,
and (if you make use id' the ex
pression) the victim is none the
wiser. How would Ido it? By
throwing several jets of carbon
ic acid gus into the cell from
different quarters so suddenly
and so rapidly as to Hood the
coll with it to the total exclu
sion of the air. The gas has
greater density than air, you
know, and would tind the way
I to the bottom of the cell, grad
ually dispersing the air until
| it \Pould have driven it all out
“Rut long before this the
criminal would be dead. One
breath of the gns and he would
never take another. Death
would he practically instanta
neous, without pain or any in
convenience. If the gas was
very much dilluted, he might
be conscious for a few seconds,
when he would experience a
pressure on the temples, buzz
ing the ears, and possibly some
nausea. He would very quick
ly pass into a state of coma,
however, and thus to the end.
f am confident that I could
flood the cell with gas so quick
ly that none of these intima
tions of his approaching disso
lution would be given the vic
tim. This could be done by
sending the gas in from a doz
en or more channels.
“The principal objection that
I can think of to the carbonic
acid gas cell is that the victim
might suffer more mentally, in
the way of anticipation, than
in other methods, but I scarce
ly think so. Criminals are not
told when they are to be execu
ted, and the man in the cell
would really be saved the jour
ney to the gallows or to the
electrical chair. True, the hor
ror of being taken unawares
would be great, but would it
not be preferable to the fear
ful death by hanging or electro
cution? We can never hope to
make death pleasant nor lake
from it its mental terrors. We
can, however, in the interest of
humanity, make the criminal’s
physical suffering as slight ns
possible, and at the same time
diminish the mental torture if
we can.
“There would he absolutely
no warning when the deadly
fluid enters the cell, no hissing
or rushing sound or any jarring
or clacking of pipes. It would
lie noiseless, and death would
come with the swiftness of a
(lash of light. There would he
no boggling or bungling. The
victim could not escape, even if
he knew what was going on.
Before he could conceive that
death was coining, and strive to
rouse himself to tight it, it
would have come.”
The doctor promises to sub
mit one of his inventions to
prominent physicians and pen
ologists, and to make some
practical experiments with an
imals.—St. Louis Globe-Demo
crat.
Correspondence.
OHITUARY.
It is with much sadness, in
deed, that we are now called up
on to mourn the death of our
friend, Mr. Virgil Wright, son
of Mr. John S. Wright of Mar
tins district. Having lived his
allotted time, he passed from
this life into thnt “Beautiful
Home Beyond,” where pain
and suffering is unknown, April
ltlth 181K1 His death occurred
at his father’s home. He was
afflicted about two years. Dur
ing that time he bore his suf
fering with patience and cour
age, and iu his failing strength
I he alone realized the approach
Of death. He united with the
Baptist church last summer,
mid during his last illness lie
often said that he was prepared
to journey to that “Beautiful
Land.”
No matter when and where
death comes, he is never a wel
come visitor. When his cold
hand is thrust among us and
one of our best friends is re
moved from our midst the shock
is more than painful. Being
in his twenty-eighth year, be
was just in the bloom of man
hood, and why one so young
and ambitious, who would soon
be where lie could realize the
fruits of his years of labor and
devotion to duty, should be cut
down thus early in life is be
yond our comprehension. We
meekly bow to the will of Him
who dooth all things well, and
say.
“Folded hands in quiet resting;
Blossoms on the silent breast.
In the gentle Savior's keeping
Doth his weary spirit rest.
“One by one they leave us
waiting,
Passing thro’ the valley dim;
One by one, why should we
murmur ?
Jesus calls them unto Him."
Mr. Virgil married a few years
ago. He leaves a wife and two
little boys to ever mourn his
absence. On the next day after
his death, in the presence of a
largo crowd, his remains were
euterred ut old Sweet Water
cemetery. A. S. Hopkins.
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MEETING OF S. S. ASSOCIA
TION.
The Lawrenceville S. ts. As
sociation held its annual con
vention with the Walnut Grove
church on May 2nd.
The convention was called to
order at 10 o’clock by President
J. W. Wilson.
The chaplain being absent re
ligious services were conducted
bv Rev. 11. N. Rainey.
There were 8 schools repre
sented, viz: Hebron, Prospect,
Rock Spring, Elbetbel, Hog
Mountain, Alcovia, Walnut
Grove and Now Hope.
Rev. 11. N. Rainey preached
at 11 o'clock.
Statistical reports wen-hand
ed in all schools present repor
ted their schools iti good condi
tion.
It was unanimously decided
to hold the annual celebration
on Saturday before the 4th
Sunday in July.
The following officers \yere
elected: President, Jas. W.
Wilson, Ist. Vice, J. L. Maul
din, 2nd. Vico, J. J. McDaniel.
Secretary, Jno. G. Hood, Chor
ister. J. C. C.Davis, Assistant,
B. W. C. Graham, Chaplain,
Rev. 11. N. Rainey, Marshall,
W. M. Langley.
Executive committee, J. P.
Iladaway. J. L. Mauldin, T. A.
llaslett, W. J. Wilson, Iverson
Russell.
The covent ion will hold its
annual convention with the
church at Hog Mountain on
Saturday before the iird Sun
day in May, 1897.
Resolved, Ist, That the
thanks of this convention are
due and are heartily tendered
the church at Walnut and vi
cinity for their abundant hos
pitality so cheerfuly given.
Resolved, 2nd, That Thk
Gwinnett Herald and the
Lawrenceville News lie request
ed to publish a syoopsis of the
proceedings of ibis convention.
Jas. W. Wilson, Pres.
Jno, G. Hood, tfec.
CALEB.
[ Last week’s letter. )
Everything is lively since tho
rain come.
Mr. J. S. Hannah is confined
to his bed with fever.
Mrs. Alice Livsey spent last
week in Atlanta.
Mr. and Mrs. William Har
ris, of Villa Rica, are visiting
in our midst.
Mr. J. D. Edna spent three
•lavs last week fishing at Gee’s
mills.
Mr. J. F. Peek’s baby is very
sick at this writing.
Miss Kate Rock more, of Lo
gan ville, returned home last
Friday after several days visit
in our midst.
Mr. and Mrs. D. P. Moore
arc on the sick lisi this week.
«»
T 1 le farmers are about done
planting and ready to go to
working out their corn.
CRI'SE.
[ Last week’s letter.]
The rain has brought up
most of our cotton and remain
der of corn also. So we will
soon have plenty of grass, cot
ten and mixed.
Mr. G. W. Hopkins’ folks
have recently hived two new
swarms of hoes from one old
swarm.
We are sorry to be informed
that Mrs. Williamson Cruse is
worse with pneumonia.
Mrs. Lucinda Silvey is still
oil the mend.
Miss Annie Webb, of this
place, is again visiting relatives
and friends at Norcross.
Mr. J. E. Camp is all smiles.
It’s a girl.
Mr. J. C. Jett closed his dis
tillery the 2ffth, ult. The boys
will have to do without beer
now.
Miss Julia Hopkins isvisitiug
her sister, Mrs Sam Craig, of
near Lawrencevillo.
There will bo quite an im
provement iu our city, soon.
Mr. C. 11. Franklin will erect
a chicken house on the corner
of Norcross and Lawrenoevillc
streets. Mr. J. D. at 48 Law
roncoville street, must shelter
his well and chain his dogs to
keep them from biting. Also,
Mr. 8. 0., of No. 181 Brack
alley, ought to block his dog
too.
W. L. the next time you go
.to Lawreueeville toll whether
you are going to get your li
cense or not, so somebody won’t
I be uneasy.
Miss Lena Hopkins, of Tuck-
I or, visited relative here the 4th
Sunday.
Vr? "iH preach
at Mt labor on the second
Sunday in May.
Rev. Mr. Akins preached at
1 leasant Hill last Sunday.
DA IF LON EG A.
La9t week's letter.
The students are prepairing
their speeches and making ar
rangements for music for com
mencement.
Col. 11. W, J. Ham of Gaines
ville has been sei-cted bv the
the societies to deliver the lit
erary address for them at com
mencement. Something rich is
eipected .
\V e have been having target
practice for the last two weeks
and from jhe way the boys hit
the bull’s eye, we can safely
say that we have some fine
marksmen in college.
f Monday the 2<)ult. at twelve
o’clock the trustees, faculty,
college students and friends of
Col. \\ P. Price assembled in
the college chapel to witness
the unveiling of a beautiful
portrait of Col. Price which was
presented to ths college by tho
trustees, faculty and students
of the college. Col, Price has
been president of the board of
trustees of the N. G. A. Col
lege for more tlia.i twenty-five
years and has always been an
untiring and zealous worker for
the noble institution of which
he was tho founder, and still its
supporter and guide. Col Price
by his kindness and love has
"on the love and respect of the
faculty and students. His
name and deeds will follow on
after his touuge lies in tho
grave. Long live the memory
of our noble hearted and gen
erous friend.
Saturday night the 25ult.the
Decore Society held its regular
spring term public debate. Tho
question sos debate was, Re
solved. shat the U. S. Congress
acted unwisely in rscignizing
the Cuban insnrgcdts as bellig
erents. The debaters were,
All': Messrs. B. P. Gaillard
Jr. and W P, Palmer. Neg;
Messrs. D. W. Almand and 0.
Palmnur. Owing to the illness
of Mr. H. A. Godby salutato
rian Mr. It. C. Nix entertained
the audience very highly with a
fine declamation.. Col. W. A.
Charters presiding the debate
was opened. After quite a live
ly debate between the dispu
tants. who showed by tho mas
terly way t hey handled the sub
ject that they had thoroughly
si tidied it. Col. Charters with
a few appropriate remarks and
compliments gave his decision
iu lavor of the affiimativo.
Saturday the 25u1t., the
Methodist Sunday school pic
nicked at tho Crandell gold
mines three miles south east of
town. It was a very tine day
and every one seemed to have
an excellent time. Boat rid
ing mid tennis were the princi
pal amusements of the day, to
say nothing of tiie parties of
one, two and three couples who
enjoy d the tine scenery of tho
river and hills. One or the ca.
dots sounded tho assembly at
noon and all promptly assem
bled at tho table which was
loaded with the most excellent
dinner ever seen by the students
at a picnic. It would have done
credit to a marriage feast. So
well did everyone show their
appreciations of the dinner
that after quite a while a cadet
mischievously, sounded the re
call. The good |>eople of Dah
lonoga certainly know how to
have a good time, and how to
make everybody eujoy them
selves and when they say that
’ hey are going to have a picnic
thou* needs be no doubts or
fears of a failure on the part of
(he people, and if everyone does
not have a good tune it is sim
ply because ho dorsi’t know
how to enjay a good tiling when
he sees it.
bright and early Thursday
morning of the 2Srdult , Messrs
U. M . Bryson and 11. A. Nuck
olls accompanied by Misses
Lillie and Fannie Gurley left
the “Golden City” en route to
Porter Springs some 1U miles
north-east of this place. The
day was unusually beautiful
and the little party of four had
a most excellent pleasure trip*.
The scenery around this well
known summer resort is grand
and seems with the blending of
the work of man to be specially
touched by the hand of nature,
Having splendid mineral wa
ter gushing from the mountain
side, and being surrounded by
co.vmuKD ox router pau*..