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VOL. XXVI. NO 16
QUITE A SPELL.
There is a farmer who is YY
Enough to take his EE,
And study nature with liih 11
And think of what he 00.
He hears the clatter of t he JJ
A 9 they each other TT,
And sees that when a tree DKK
It makes a home for HI!.
A yoke of oxen he will IT,
With many haws and GO,
And their mistakes he will XQQ
When plow ing for hi« PP.
He little buys,but much lie sells,-
And therefore little 00.
And when he hoes his soil by
spells
He als i soils liis hose.
—St. Nicholas.
HER CONSOLATION.
A woman was sentenced to
imprisonment by a bench of
magistrates, the presiding jus
tiee of which was a well known
officer of militia, whose pride
iu his regiment was the subject
of public comment.
On receiving her sentence she
thus addressed the bench:
“Well your worships, iny fa
ther was a lagged for life, and
my husband is doing 10 years’
“hard,’ and I have a brother
and a sister that are two out
and out had ones, but I thank
the Lord that made me that no
body belonging to me was ever
coiinectec wi’ the •inilishy.’ ”
HARDLY EVER REEUSEI)
A senator’s wife, who is an
accomplished musician, gave a
dinner party at Washington re
cently. Anoug the guests’ was
a certain member of the Ken
tucky delegation in Congress
While uwuitilig the announce
ment of dinner, at the urgent
request of some of the guests,
the hostess played ai.d sang.
She had just tinisned a polo
naise by Chopin, which was
greeted by burst i f applayse.
and as she arose from the piano,
iu the silence that followed the
s v«et strains, her husband" turn
ed to the gentleman from the
Blue tirassState with: “Would
you like * sonata before dinner.
Colonel ?”
“Well, I don’t mind,”
promptly replied the Kentucky
et-itesnn.il, bracing up quickly.
“1 had two on m v way here, blit
I reckon 1 can stand another. ”
BOSTON’S CONE USING
STREETS.
The yarn that tin* down-town
streets in Boston were formerly
cow-paths, and that unless one
be cureful in keeping bearings
be is liulde to walk in circlet,
although apparently walking
straight ahead, must be true b -
cause it bus been verified. It
is to the effect thai a stranger,
having asked a policeman to
direct him to a certain pluc
several blocks distant, followed
the directions until he became
bewildered.
Si e ng a policeman, he asked
again I" be directed oil Ins way.
Confused again by not finding
tile place, lie appealed again to
a policeman. *‘Lo*ik here!
the policeman remarked, em
phatically; “D you ask me
that question again 1 II run you
in—sen?” A stranger, who in
serted that story into a descrip
tion of his experiences iu the
town recently, was confused
when a reputable gentleman ol
85 years interrupted by saying
that his experience in IHJIo was
similar, except that the persi n
he asked was not a policeman.
Any yarn I bat holds good lot
half u centurv ought to be be
lieved. —New York Times.
WHAT TO DO NEXT.
We are nil more or less fa
miliar with that exasperating
class of individuals who seem to
feel that the simple common
sense of the world is centered
in themselves, utid that the rest
of us are in used of guidance
and direction in the simplest
duties of lile.
Mr B was a young mau
of this class. He was always
painfully profuse i i details re
garding unything he wished
done. He had a parrot, ot'
which he was excessively fond,
and when he was about to go
abroad for a tew months, leav
ing his bird behind him, he
bored and exasperated his luin
ily and friends with senseless
details regarding the care >d
the parrot, uu I Ids !u-t w >rd«,
screeched from the deck of tli
»tea nit-r that h«.re him away,
were:
• Hi, Jim!”
“What?” shouted the broth
er on the pier.
•*l. ink out for my parrot!”
came faintly ovei the water.
As if this wus not enough, he
had no sooner ic.ic*lod Liver
pool than ho sent the following
cablegram to Ins brother, who
had assunn-d charge ot the par
rot :
“He sure and lei d my parrot.
On recei i . of tins the infuri
ated brother cabled back, at
his broiher’s expense;
“I hare fed l.er, but she is
hungry igrin. What shall 1
do next V’ ’
j — - —*
ttitijus Taliules as.aisl digestion,
ttipaus 1 atJUleo ..uie bad brealU
The GwinnetT Hffram
MIRIAM.
BV CATHKHI.VK IKWKTT.
It was a stately old mansion,
built after the broad and liberal
fashion of New England’s.earlier
days.
Set well hack from the public
highway, and shaded by a cen
tury’s growth of elm and maple
trees, it spoke at once of thrift
and affluence.
Behind it rose the great New
Hampshire hills, an eternal
background of majesty and
beauty.
From the front could be
caught far glimpses of the sil
very ripples, the devious de
tours and erratic curves of the
softly flowing Saco; while on
either side, far as the eye could
reach, stretched the emerald
slopes of Conway’s lovely inter
vales.
It was a fair home, in a good
ly land; and the stalwart voting
man who went far toward till
ing one of its wide open door
ways, valued it none the less
that it had found favor in the
sweet brown eyes of the tall
slip of a girl beside him.
The girl herself reflected none
of the fresh joyousness of her
surroundings; had not her com
panion been utterly love blind
ed, lie would have noticed the
unaccustomed droop ot tile sen
sitive mouth and the veiled sad
ness of the down-drooped eyes.
Through long sleepless hours
she had been nerving herself to
renounce a future that seemed
to hold every element of happi
ness; it fora whim,
a shadow , a dream.
In the clear radiance of day,
her task took upon itself new
difficulties and grew every mo
ment more distasteful and üb
horent. Two lives to be wreck
ed; a niai ’s future darkened,
her own destroyed, because —
she smiled bitterly, an unpleas
ant smile that quita uncon
sciously voiced itself in 11 little
ripple of derison, quickly check
ed by the sharp tap, tap, of an
approaching crutch.
The next moment Mrs. Amory
joined them.
The was a tii v woman, white
haired and very lame, but the
tieantv of her fair old face was
a thing to wonder at; a loveli
ness dateless ot days, unladed,
magnetic, beguiling; yet for
once in his life, her son greeted
her with no worshipping smile
of affection; but turning toward
Avis said gravely, “Sweetheart,
my mother thinks the time Inis
come for you to hear a bit of
family history, and so 1 have
consented for her to tell you a
story, at once so sad, and so re
pellent, that refer to
it.”
The girl addressed put out
her hand with a little gesture
of negation. She had no right
to hear any family history; in
her heart sin- had repudiated
tin m both, only her courage
was not equal to voicing the
strange reuuciatton.
“Come, ntv child,” said the
ladv, pressing aff<*ct innately
tile outstretched hand, and so
evidently misunderstanding the
sentiment it was designed to ex
press that tin* girl, having no]
heart to undeceive her, followed
Inilt-unw illinglv the halting i
steps.
They stnp|*ed in front ot a i
closed door, which Mrs. Amory,
taking a key from her pocket,
softly unlocked, standing aside
meanwhile, for the lovers to en
ter. r
It was a dainty and ben ill it ill
a part incut, all white and gold,
like a bride's room.
Curtains of delicate lace
draped t lie Hower-glled w indow s;
two or three birds were singing
shrilly and a grout white eat of
dignified demeanor came across
the velvet carpet, with an affa
ble ‘ineou’ of welcome; cb-arlv
the room, m spile id its splen
dor and isolation, was inhabit
ed; indeed II mysterious pel'soU
lalitv seemed to dominate its
\.-rv at mosphei--.
Entering It, one's eves were
insensibly drawn toward its
i most attractive feature, a iniig
uiticent oil painting repre ent
ing a bride and gloom, lie, a
strikingly handsome man of
■ soldierly bearing, garbed in tin
splendid uniform of a l ulled
i States Cavalry officer; she, a
i winsome, tiny lady, shrouded
from lead to foot in priceless
,lace.
Avis, looking at her smiling
LAWRENCEVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, JUNE 30th 1896.
lips, murmured .apprehensively
“ The lady of mv dream; whm
can—what does it mean ?”
“Sit down, mv dear,” *ai<
Mrs. Amorv, gently draw inn
the girl to a set at her side.
“I suppose you had thought
Rulj4l my only child, yet long
before lie was Korn I had a
daughter; you see her there,
smiling from that canvass; the*
sweetest, wilisomest child that
ever gladdened a mother's heart
for a season.
“.She grew up, Lived and
married, as women will; mar
ried a soldier, and in those days
sui'li a marriage meant peril
and heart break, and ofttimes
death itself.
“For a year or two they were
very happy; life in nn eastern
cantp was one long holiday;
then came an order for frontier
service. When he started on
his dangerous journey, Captain
Archer sent his wife home.
Three miserable weeks she spent
wit h us, and t lien, in spite of
our pleading and his commands,
she followed him. It was a
desperate venture, successful
only through the subtlest strat
egy and most reckless daring.
“In the* very thickest of that
most* savage* and cruel warfare
—an Inetian uprising—her quest
ended; and the astonished band
of soldiers who had escorted the
women and children of the post
to a place of safety, found upon
tln*ir return, that in the garb
of a raggest recruit, they hail
brought to destruction their
commander’s wife. He was
holding a fort at the time; an
unimportant, insufficiently gar
risoned station, where through
some official blunder the re-en
forcements urgently demanded,
eagerly expected, fuiled to ap
pear. Time and again the
place was attacked by wander
ing hands of Indians, but the
defense was in every case* so
spirited and destructive, that
after a short conflict the attack
mg forces withdrew. These
skirmish'** always left the little
bantP diminished; and "so des-
perate did their strait at Inst
become that two iii'-n, taking
their lives in their hands, left
the beleaguered garrison, in
search of help.
“These two plainsmen, prac
ticed in every art of Indian
strategy, were sorely missed by
those they left behind. Water
and food gre*w scarce; men sick
ened, one or two died, and tin*
scattering attacks were h*ss
spiritedly repulsed.
“Some idea of their true con
dition dawned upon the coward
ly fiends by whom they were
surrounded, and then swiftly,
suddenly, the end came. It is
a matter of frontier history;
the brave* defense made* by a
handful of enfeebled litel. and
one woman: for the* wife of the
commander bore well lu*r part.
Gaping wounds she* dressed, dy
ing eyes she closed, while over
tin* crack of ritie and roar of
gun arose ln*r voice of patient
hope* and deathless courage.
“At tin* last fierce assault,
whi*n weak, wounded, and dy
ing. man after man reeled from
his plum*, sin* caught a rifle*,
and by her husband's side
fought on and on in tile hope
less end. She knew the un
written law of frontier life;
that no white woman must fall,
living, into the powr of a sav
age foe; knew that ln*r fair
body was safe from torture, her
pure soul from dishonor.; that
at the last, a swift and sudden
release would come from the
liund that loved her best; so
knowing, so lighting, a new
sound broke on her ear; tin
wild war cry of the Apache’s,
and, hideously painted, well
armed, and yelling like demons,
a Iri sh bund of Indians bore
down upon the doomed post.
“Through the smoke of bat
tle, the anguished eyes of wife
and husband met; he kissed her,
wildly, fiercely, grasped his re
volver, and fell prone at her
feet, shot through the shoul
der.
“Louder, fiercer, grew the
uproar; over the shot-torn walls
swarmed the savage hordes at
last. *
“irflnull pity had a wounded
man to expect ’at their hands.
“She press, d the tlllizxlc ot
the dropped revolver to her
hrsband s temple and tired.
“The report blemied with a
faint cry of welcome, lost in a
ringing cheer of rescue.
“From the bloody ruok .bid
smothe r all about, a hand shot
out iinii smote* away tin* weap
| "ii light pressed against' ln*r
:: own aching hn ast. while other
hands caught and held ln*r
I fast.
“Through the din and hub
bub, the sobs amt shouts of
men gone mad with joy, she
learned the story of her new
' lease of life.
“Of the two men who left
tin* fort, one only had succeed
ed in passing the awful eofdin
of death that surrounded it.
“He* had secured re-enforce
ments, and was returning with
them, when they came sudden
ly upon a detached party ot
Apache warriors hastening to
participate in a massacre al
rendy looked upon as a so e
gone conclusion. The Indians
we re surprised and outnumber
e*d; the soldiers hot hearted
from rece'iit scenes of savage
lust and slaughter.
"In less time than it would
take to give* the bloody (h*tllils,
tin* victors were free to <*x
cliange their wearied troop
horses for fresh ponies, and te*
conceal their uniforms beneath
the buckskin shirts, the fringe s
feathers amt uncouth fnrbedows
of their defeat**d foes. So eti--
guised. they had nearly rea died
the fort heftn* their identity
was d scovereet; the discovery
itself was synonymous with a
sharp hand-to-hand conflict,
the incidents of which none ot
tln* survivors cared to dismiss.
“She listened to the story
calmly, almost stupidly: while
at her feet her husband lay
dead, grievously wounded in
the shoulder, but slain outright
by her own too hasty hand.
“Not until they attein leel .<>
lead her from the* spot. «;i«l >l.e
show any realization <>: her stir
roundings; then came a slurp
struggle, followed by lliercitlll
insensibility.
“We* heard nothing of all
this tor months; then lu*r fath
-I*l* found and brought lu*r home.
“Ever since*, she* has lived in
this and tin* adjoining room,
shunning society and wrapped
up completely in the strange eh
lusion of perpetual bridehood.
“Ti'tirs have failed her eves,
and her pretty golden hair is
snow white, but sin* IV harmless,
epiite* harmless, and but tor Imr
queer adhenmee to tin* bridal
garments and one still more pa
thetic phase of madiii'ss that
necessitates confinement, -lie
would be almost like other pci -
pie.
“It was your right to know
this; but if I have* read your
character aright, you will feel
no repugnance toward this
most afflicted woman
“I shall love and In nor he *,”
Avis cried; lifting her tear-vet
face; “and 1 am glad, so glad
you told me this, because 1
have seen her, talked with he*r,
und for her sake was all ready
to throw mv life’s away.
"Last night I was awaken d
from a sound sh*ep by a curious
ami uncanny feeling of com
panionship. F'tr a moment I
lay shivering and {lightened;
then from (In* soft radi.mcc ol
tin* moonlight, a woman s shad
owy form seemed to emerge.
There was no ghostly sugges
tion to her well-nourished form,
j but her hair was snow while,
I her skin of a strange w.ixen hue,
and her eyes absolutely color
less.
“She collie and belli over me
wringing her hands. “Go
away, little bride,” -aid she;
“go away before your marriage
brings death to him, and de
spair to you; 1 can see t-lie
blood that you must shod, the
murder that you must ib>; be
warned, and go away wnile
i your hands are clean, a d your
heart is pure,” Tlu-n she went
over to my dressing-table,
j caught up my little \ cit nan
hair dagger, and smiling a d
1 waving her arms, vanished as
suddenly as she had app a red.
“At first I thought it was a
dream; but this morning the
dagger was really gone, then 1
believed that a vision had ls-eo
Vouchsafed me.”
She stopped, star,l d at tin
look of terror on the face it'lnr
companions.
■'(’■ill Id she have conn ■ horn ■'!'
gasped llalpli, and darted into
tin- m-xt room. His mot er
followed, and there Avis found
. tin-in, bending above a while
.draped l*cd and a motionless
| form. .
“I told you,” stdibed Mrs.
Ainory, “that one* phase of my
| daughter’s madness necessitat
ed confinement; she was always
trying to finish herincoinpleted
work. We thought her safe
with friends, but she* must have
escaped—escaped and come
home.
“Your pretty toy has finished I
the tragedy of her blighted
lib*,’ lifting as she spoke*, the
be*d clothing to disclose* a gleam
ot silver and two waxen hand*,
folded above a broad crimson
stain.
AMERICAN WOMEN.
American woman, says the
Chicago Tribune, is generally
gracious, elegant. She* likes to
remain fresh and voting, mill to
please a long time after the
“limit of age*.”
Bhe is artistic, refined and
cultivated also; sin* is willing
to look and listen, and often
times she r<*ally understands
the artistic. There is no lae*k
of “woman painters,” but there
i* a lacking of “paintings by
woman.”
If one leaves iii the shadow
c*rtain exceptions, one wifi see
that a modern American wo
man is charming and almost
superior to the majority of Eu
ropean women. She is me re
amusing, more frank, more fun
nv, ami has infinite variety;
sin* is more serious, also. She
like** noise and pleasure; chif
fons and >*vi*ii love; sin* like**
children,too —but not too many
of them. One may even say
that sin* prefers other people’*
children; but sin* makes a good,
intelligent and affectionate
mother.
It is related that Demosthe
m*se. subdued by a woman,said:
•That which In* thought in a
year, a woman overturned in a
night.” The history of tin*
Greek women would be almost
tin* history of Greece; and in
America, as iu France, the his-
t >ry which does not’follow wo
inim loses its way.
There is a descending ladder;
on the top in the white house
we see the influence of a wo
man; not far from the heights
ai- find a woman forcing men
to vote on the no license ques
tion. Wherever she appears
she dictates tile laws, she im
poses her fancies, she urges her
despotism.
An American wrilei says that
American democracy, the pre
ti nded apostle of equality, the
Jevelers of privileges, have till
i ished by establishing inequality
I for the benefit of woman, bv
, , *
making her s privileged person
par excellence, and reversing
i lie Asiatic conception, have
made her despot, and men her
subjects.
The Ameriean woman is al
ways in the fashion—no matter
what she may do—no matter
what the barbarism of Imrdress
may be, It is seldom that she
adorns ln-r dress—it is tin* dress
that adorns her.—A Parisian in
American.
HIMOROt'S.
Pushpen —I am glad yon like
my story. Hut don’t you think
l ought to write some sort of
un iutroduetion to it ?
Hlydig—Mv dear fellow, that
story needs no introduction, li
is an old friend.
Every desk in this office is
crowded with things that are
saved in the hope that tliev
may come in handy some day.
When tin- occasion rises when
these things can be used we will
not be aide to tirul them, but
still go on saving them.
“Send it away quick!’-’ ex
claimed the Spanish general in
great excitement.
“What has hupjtencd ask
ed the correspondent.
‘‘Another Spanish victory!
One of tie- guards lm- just beat
mi insurgent prisoner three
straight games of seven up.
Bibuian —Did your w atcli slop
when you dropped it on (In
door ?
Mugley—Of Couse it did. Dm
you suppose it would go through
the ceiling ?
“*\Jury, I hope you took good
care of mv animals while I was
away.”
“Indeed I did; only once 1
forgot to feed the cal. ”
“1 hope she didn’t suffer.”
“Oh, no; she ate the canary
and the parrot,”
——
! Win nwe say “he handles the
rib ions gracefully.” we do i.ot
mein that he also cries ‘‘cash.”
I PROFITABLE PUBLICITY !
I
BV NATII’I.. C. VOWI.ER, .111.,
DOCTOR IIK PI’HI.ICITV.
The local pape*r is for local
readers. It reaches nobody|
else, and is confined .to the* peo
ple ot the town or city, and the
surrounding country.
Its readers live within a tew
| miles of its place of issue, and
j depend upon the local stores
! for everything they eat and
drink, for about everything
j they wear, and for nearly everv
j thing t lley use
The circulars mailed, or de
livered, to the local homes, or
distributed upon the street, may
not be read, but the local ad
vertisement in the local news
paper is read.
Ninety-nine |»er cent, of the
families read the newspapers,
j and one hundred per cent, of
I everybody, with brains and
j money enough to buy anything,
jare regular readers of local pa
pers .
The great magazine is appre
ciated: the story paper is rend:
\ but frequently they are skipped,
and occasionally the subscrip
tion runs out: but no -elf-re
specting man, or woman, misses
any issue of the local paper, for
every item in that papal’, and
| every advertisment, has a di
rect bearing upon local life, lo
cal necessity, and local inter
est.
The local newspaper i- the
only medium that is indispens
I able to the family, and to the
man and woman of home and
I character. ,
The local newspaper enters
the home, and may be the only
j medium read and re-read bv
every member of the family
The advertisement in the lo
cal newspaper, per copy print
ed. is worth from twice to ten
times as much as any in other
I method of local advertising.
Other mediums may be of
value; advertising in the local
new-paper must be of value.
| The advertisment not only
connects po.—lble customers
(with sellers, but it brings prob
able customers in direct touch
with tlie goods advertised.
All local advertisers may not
be successful, but there never
Was a successful retailer who
I wasn’t an extensive advertiser
in local newspapers.
A (GANT HOG.
There is a hog on exhibition
here which is, perhaps, the
largest living hog in the known
world.
It will be 4 years old this
month and was raised in Rob
i ertson county, Texas, by Mr.
Briggs.
When he sold the hog six
months ago it weighed 1.480
pounds. He is S feet 8 inches
; long, 4 feet 1 inch high, meas
ures (5 feet around the neck. K
feet arounU the body and 28
niches around the forearm.
His ftvt are as large as those
of a common ox and tin- leg
bone larger than that of the
largest steers.
He is Poland Chitity and Bed
Jersey.
He eats corn like an ox, takes
the whole ear in his mouth at
olice, and eats the cob as well
vs the corn, eating from forty
to fifty ears at a time.
There seems to be no surplus
llesli on him and lie can easily
he made to reach 2 2<io pounds.
The present owner, T. Rati
gnu, paid liiOO for the hog und
| has bee-| offered ♦1,500 lor him.
He has a fire policy on tin
! animal for f»,<NIU.
No other hog, it is said, ever
reached such tremendous pro
portions.—Kaufman (Tex) cor
respondent Galveston New-.
CON DENSEI** TEST I MON V.
CJius. B. Hood, Broker and
Manufacturer’s Ag*nt, Colum-
I bus.O., testifies that Dr. King‘-
Nevf Discovery has no equal as
a Cough remedy,
i J. D. Brown, Prop., St. Janies
Hotel, Ft. Wayne, Ind., testi
fies that he w as cur'd of aCongh
us two years Standing, caused
by l.aUrippc, by Dr. King's
New Discovery.
B. F. Merrill, Baldwinsville,
Mas-., says tliut he lias used
and recommended it and never
i knew it to fail and would rather
have it than any doctor, lie
-1 cause it always cure*.
Mrs. Hemming, 222 K. 2f»tli
St. Clticugo, always keeps it at
hand, und has no fear of Croup,
he -ause it instantly ralieves.
Free trial bottles at \. M.
Winn's Drugstore, Lawrence
ville.
Is there any fee I big in the
world to equal that which you
experience when you Jind tliut
vour pockeibook has been sto
len?
i
LOO PER ANNUM, IN ADVANCE
Highest of all in Leavening Power.—Latest U.S. Gov’t Report
Rf&IKSg
Absolutely pure
A FLORAL LOVE STORY.
Fair Marigold a maiden was.
Sweet William was lu-r lover.
Their path was twined w ith Bit
tersweet :
It did not run thro’ Clover.
I In* Ladies 1 rcsses raven were.
Her cheeks a lovely Rose.
She wore line Lady’s Slippers
To warm Imr small Pink toes
Her Poppy was an Elder.
Who had a Mint of gold.
An awful old Snapdragon
1 o make one s blood run cold.
His temper was like Sour < trass.
His daughter’s heart he w rung
With words both tierce ami bit
ter—
He had an Adder's Tongue.
The lover’s hair was like the
Flax
( >f pure Germanic type.
He wore a Dutchman’sßreeelies;
He smoked a Dutchman’s
Pipe:
He -cut Marshmallows by the
pound
And choicest Wintergrei-n.
She painted him Forgetnu-nots,
The bluest ever seen.
He couldn’t serenade her
Within the Nightshade dark,
For every Thyme he tried it
Her father's Dogwood bark,
And so lie set a certain day
To meet at Four-o’clock,
Her face was palp as Snowdrops,
E'cii whiter than her frock.
I'lii* lover vowed lie’ll Pine and
die
I f she should say him no.
And then lie up and kissed her
Rollout h t lie M i-i |♦' t<>l *.
“My love will Live Forever.
My sweet, will you be true ?
Give me a little lleurtease:
Sav only. ‘I love Yew.’ ”
She faltered that for him alone
She’d Orange Blossoms wear.
Then swayed like supple Willow
And tore her Maidenhair,
For Madder than a hornet
Before them stood her Pop.
ho swore he’ll Cane till' fellow
I’util hi : made him Hop.
Oh, quickly up Rosemary.
She cried: ’‘You’ll Rue tin*
day.
Most cruel father. Haste, mv
dear,
And Lettuce lice away.”
But t hat inhuman parent
So plied his Birch rod there
He settled all tl i l tut ion
Between that hapless Pear.
The youth a monastery sought
And donned a black Monk
shood,
Tile maid ute poison Ivy
And died within a wood.
—Catherine E. Glen, in l.adic.-’
Home Journal.
frank James’ in a new
BOLE.
Frank James as a guard on
express trains carrying large
amounts of money or valuables
is one of the novelties t III* ex
press people are now arranging.
Negotiations have I in prog
ress now for several weeks, but
the probabilities are that they
will be closed up within a few
days.
The effect of Janies’ name,
in view of his former prowess in
robbing trains himself, is what
tin* express companies are aim
ing after. They do not know,
'hey say, that In* could stop a
determined robber any more
than one of their own messen
gers, hut they think the ordina
ry train robber would hesitate
to tackle him.
James is willing to accept the
position, and guarantee that
no train in his charge will be
robbed, except over bis dead
body, with one single provision,
and that is that the express
people put up a bond of $20,1* **
this amount to go to his widow
in case of his death.
Tin* express people are in
••lined to yield to this, though
there is some opposition to this.
James has been firm in standing
out for it, and will not go mi
the road unless the bond is fix
ed up to his satisfaction. Since
In* became a respectable and
law-abiding citizen, he has ta
ken very good care of his fami
ly. and he does not propose
to commence doing anything
else now .
When'the negotiations were
tirist begun, In* was asked if be
could -hoot with both hands.
“Well. ” he replied, “it used
to lie that 1 could, und I guess
I have not forgotten how. ”
James has been working stead
ily for ionic time, but lias nev
er been able to make un exorbi
tant salary, and for that reason
would he willing to take the
risk of fliis venture.
his friends says,
"It is not as much r.isk as he
has taken on hundreds of occa
sions before, when out on one
"* I’aid-. The only differ
•nec won hi he that in tine he
would have law on his side *'
Ex.
HERMIT LIFE OF A HI'S
BAND.
Nkw Smykva, Fla,, June 28.
Fifteen years ago A. B. Cou
wav, a prosperous merchant of
Jersey City, N. J., mysteriously
disappeared, leaving a hand
some young wife and a little
son.
Conway's home life was hap
py and his business prospering.
No reason was known for his
Might- Detectives were employ
ed and rewards offered, but no
trace was found of the missing
man. At last the public came
to believe Conway had either
been murdered and the body
concealed, or had willfully de
serted his wife and child.
Mrs. Conway, however, never
lost hope. She believed her
husband was alive and that his
absence was due to no disloyal
ty to her.
Settling up his business, she
began a search for the missing
man. She has followed clews
in many states, and even in
Mexico and Canada.
A few days ago, when almost
disheaitened. she learned that
a man living a hermit life near
here answered the description
of her husband. This man
came here liftren years ago,
when this section was a wilder
ness. He acted queerly and the
few settlors thought he was de
mented.
The stranger bought a few
acres across the river from New
Smyrna, built a small cottage
and lived as a recluse. To avoid
meeting people, he would some
times go a mile out of his way.
He was kindly mane red and
pure in life, but shunned hu
man companionship. As the
country settled up, he lived •
more and more secluded, an I in
time came to be known as the
“Hermit of the Peninsula,”
Mrs. Conway, accompanied
by her sou, now a stalwart
young man, arrived Fridayv
Mrs. Conway and son went to
the hermit's cottage. The her
mit was gazing at a full length
portrait <>f Mrs. Conway as she
appeared when a bride and did
not notice the visitors. Mrs.
Conway approached and with a
sob said: “Albert!”
The hermit turned, and in a
moment husband and wife were
clasped in each other's arms.
Explaining his disappearance
Conway said his mind suddenly
gave way and he wandered off,
not knowing where he was go
ing. When his mind cleared a
year later he found himself in
Florida. Ashamed to return,
he continued to live as a her
mit until his wife found him.
The reunited family are now
stopping here, l *ut will leave
for New York Monday.
SOCK GRAPES.
What is office ?
Let it go!
All the world’s
A Meeting show.
All uneasy
111 the town
“Lies the head that
Wears a crown- ’
Not for money
Dul I run;
Not for money—
Though I’ve none.
It was money, though,
That tripped me.
Money w hipped *ue —
Money whipped me!
On this grasping,
Grinding earth
There’s no room
For solid worth.
Hang the office!
Lot ’em bray—
Twas a cheap one *
Anyway!
•M
Yvette Guilbert illustrated
how a plain face, no voice and
the simplest, frocks can, with
the aid of a unique style of clev
erness, bring to the owner sever
al thousand dollars a w«-ek.