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VOL. XXVI. NO 37
Great Slaughter Of
Dry Goods, Hats,
Shoes & Notions
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At Norcrosw.
Desiring to close out this branch of my
business by December next, I offer my en
tire stock of dry goods, hats, shoes, no
tions, etc., for cash
At I^ir«t Cohl.
I have a large, well selected stock of
first class goods in this line that will be
closed out at a great bargain.
Come at Once.
I will keep a good supply of family gro
ceries, hardware and stock feed which will
be sold at reduced prices.
Civerv Huhliichh:
I also conduct a general livery business
where ample accommodations will- be giv
en the traveling public.
Ail persons indebted to me by note or
account are notified to make payment by
the first of October.
I*. I \ Medlock.
Norcross, Ga., Sept., 16, 1896.
I* IT 11 AND POINT.
II^ —‘Man proposes’—what’s
tin' rest of the quotation ?
She —Woman accepts.
Lemon juice is cordially rec
ommended for one kind of felon,
tic* penitentiary for the other.
—Texas Sifter.
‘I am dying for a kiss,’ suid
Cholly to his fiancee, Dolly.
Dolly is now entitled to a
life-savors’ medal. —BuflV.lo Kx
press.
‘I see t hat your coachman has
loft, you, .lekoly .*
•Yes. I was one of the lew
things he c oldn’t steal.’ —De-
troit Kreo Press.
•Old friends are best’—’tisquite
untrue;
Girl friends, so dear, we have
In plenty;
And of them all I think —don t
you ?
The dearest one’s not over
twenty.
—Truth.
Ethel —Mamma, what makes
the lady dress all in black ?
Muntma —Because she s a sis
ter of charity.
Ethel —Is charity dead, then?
—l’rineeton Tiger.
Miss Antique —At the charity
fair last night Mr.Gayboy paid
$0 to kiss me, teehee!
Grace Cutting—There’s noth
ing that dear bov weuldn t do
for charity. —N. V. World.
Bow down, however gr iut ye be
and wise,
Another hem claims our
thought and care;
’Tis lie who proudly bears away
(ho prize
For the majestic pumpkin at
the fair.
—Washington Star.
First Wheelman (a beginner.)
—Strim ge how a fellow will run
into things w hen lie first begins
to rile.
He im 1W he elimu.-' 1 es; I ran
into d lit to get my wheel.—
Boston Transcript.
Magistrate (to elderly wit
ness) —Your age, madam ?
Witn, ss—Thirty.
Magistrate—Thirty what ?
Witless—Years!
Magistrate—Oh, thanks. I
thought it might he months. —
Comic Cuts.
Editor and Proprietor —Will
next Sunday’s Horror lie up to
our regular standard !
Managing Editor —1 think it
will, sir. In the composing
room today three new proof
reader* fainted dead away.
Life.
Judge (to prospective jury
man)—Have you any pieoon
oeived ideas, sir, in regard to
this ease V
Prospective Juryman—Er, 1
thiuk
Judge—Stop 1 sir; stop right
there 1 You are disqualified for
the duties of a juryman.—
Larks.
Teacher—W ill ie Taddell a, you
have a piece of chewing gum in
your desk. Bring it to me in
•tuntly.
Willie Taddles—Yes'in; but
it ain’t the flavor you use. ‘
Yours is orange and this is wiu- 1
tergreon —Harper’s Bazar.
According to the way some
folks talk, the only people, who
ever been good are dead.
The Gwinnett Herald.
T 1 e orator told ’em “talk was
cheap,”
But he wiited from the earth
When a man in the crowd—
He spoke aloud,
“Well, jest give us 10 cents
worth!”
—Atlanta Constitution.
He—After all, do you think
tiiis equal-suffrage agitat ion has
benefit ted women any '!
She—Yes, indeed! Photog
raphers used'to take bridal pho
tographs with the bride stand
ing up and the groom sitting
down, hut now tho bride sits
down and the g oum stands up.
—r. a .
CRACK KU ISMS.
From the Georgia Cracker.
The man who owes money
and can’t pay, owes an apology.
If he don’t pay that, he is a
double debtor.
Lions in your path are not to
frighten you. They are to de
velop your courage and strength
by conquering them.
Grit is the pugilist who
knocks the is out of all its.
Grit is ploughing a way
through clouds of difficulty to
the stars of success.
Industry is the philosopher’s
stone which turns all it touches
into gold.
Green persimmons are always
safe from the ’possum.
Shoes are cheapest at the
factory where the hands whistle
merriest.
The hard hoard bunk in boy
hood is but the step-stone to a
feather bed of your old age.
Don’t make excuse for your
jeans; u corn-cob stopper don’t
hurt tin* eider in the jug.
Don’t judge a man by what
he says; wait till a moment for
action; dead limbs show, when
the sap rise*.
Take care of your nickels
now; they’ll take cure of you
some day.
Always talk to suit your
crowd; <1 riving steers with mule
talk is Hinging away words.
I’d rather be u 75-cent cord
wood chopper than a lfi-eent
politician,
Success is “getting there 1 ’
when a fellow starts anywhere,
whether his stakes are set furor
near.
something"™ KNOW.
It may be worth something
to know th#t the very best med
icine for restoring the tired out
nervous system to a healthy
vigor is Kleotric Bitter*. This
medicine is purely vegetable,
i act* by giving tone to the nerve
i centres in the stomach, gently
l stimulates the Liver and Kid
* neys, and aids these orguns in
throwing off impurities in the
blood. Electric Bitters im-
proves the appetite, aids diges
tiou, and is pronounced by I
those who have tried it as tilt
very best blood purifier and 1
nerve tonic, Try It. Sold for
fiOe. or 11-00 per bottle at A.
- M Winn’* Drug Store.
We wrong Got and cheat men
if we refuse to let our light
shine as it should, because tal
-1 low is expensive.
LAWRENCEVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 24th 1896.
Locally
Interesting.
Wha Others Say
And Do.
! SOME THINGS COMPILED
FOR Till-; ITIJLIC.
Oil! CURIOSITY SHOP. OTIIKII
Till.Vlß OK I.NTKKKST TO
LOCAL READERS,
Our new S-nator is well s ip
plied with names—Alexander
Stephens Clay.
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The niarv friends of Dr. A.
O. Sims will regret to learn
that he is partially paralyzed
in his legs, and to such an"ex- :
tent that hi* has to use crutches
with which to walk.
The railroad authorities arc
arranging to give Norcross an
extra side-track, but in doing!
so they have played havoc with
a long row of beaut iful shade j
trees that were running parallel
w ith the road.
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Mr. Chas. E. brand was over j
several (lavs last week. Charlie
is one of the brightest boys this
county ever produced, and he
has many friends over here who ;
are always glad to see him. He |
is now an applicant for inspect-j
or of fertilizers, and we hope he !
wi I get the position to which
he aspires.
The Rambler met Dr. J.
Frank Harris, of South Georgia,
on the train a few days ago.
He came rip to spend a few
hours with lire mother. We
insisted on the Doctor staying
a week or so and sp< nding part
of the time in Lawrencoville,
but on account of his enormous
practice in McDonald, his pres
ent home, In* had to hurry hack
to see the hundreds of patients
that look to him for life. Dr.
Harris was raised at Suwunee
and in growing up hound the
people there to him with the
strongest ties of friendship.
He was also a pedagogue at one
one time, and “taught the
I'.LihJw'h, ‘fh.f'ttVrfio.yi
fun tr goes without saying that
his many friends all over the
country will be glad to learn
that he is enjoying good health
and prospering in wire-grass
Georgia. lb* is now laying in
a stock of drugs and will open
a first-clas- drug store soon.
There are some things Nor
cross could always boast of. j
For instance, we might say that
she has the cleverest set of bus
iness men that can be found in
North Georgia; she is the happy
possessor of the prettiest girls
you can find outside ot Law
rcnceville; she has a progress
ive population that never fails
to respond to duty when called
upon; she has schools and
churches, and parks and hotels,:
and, by the way, her hotels
can’t bo beat. Thk Ramhi.ku!
stopped with Mr. K O. Med
look lust week, and when van
want to learn what an old
| fashioned Virginia welcome
means just go down to Noreross
for a day or two and put up
with Mr. Medlock and he’ll do
the rest. We learn that tho
other hotels are run on the
same high plain. We like those
people down there, and the
temptation to remain with them
longer was hard to overcome;
luit a newspaper man is in one
respect, at least, like the wan
dering Jew —lie has to keep
movin’.
And next Thursday is Thanks
giving day! It should be ob
served by every Is dy. I care not
how unfortunate has been
the lot of any man, lie bus
much to be thankful for. The
rich man in hi* palace, sur
rounded by .all the blessings
that wealth and friend* and
power can bestow upon him.
should turn away for a day and
give thanks to Him who gave
him his wealth and who pre
serves his fortune. The busi
mau should close his doors long
enough to remember from
whence comes his daily bread.
Tim peasant in his cabin should
forget his poverty and look up
on ttie bright side of life and !
consider the innumerable bless-j
ing. that have couie to make!
hi* home happy and hi* path-j
' way a peaceful journey.
But thanksgiving days are
I goon to be numbered among the
has-been; and the next genera
tion will not know what un old
ilium thanksgiving day meant.
1 It is uot now what it was ten
i year* ago. Next Thursday yon
lean walk through the busy
street* of our city and the hur
ry und hustle of husinus* will
move just us iL is today. On
the streets you will see the boys
trying their new knives on a
| dry goods box, and near by will
stand the loafer spinning lii*
stale anecdotes and blowing off
his accumulated gas, and the
only sign of a holiday will I
the doors of the batik clos'd
and on it a placard which reads:
A CLOSED,A LEOAL HOLIDAY. }
How was it ten years ago ?
Hardly a man could he seen on
the street; all were at home
with their families. Every bov
i was out in the field, sprouting
up out of a pair of new boots
with red tops, and my! my I
Innv the game sought the une.\-
jplorod regions of ti e earth for
protection! This great sport
| was followed by the boys from
early morn till high noon when.
I worn out and tired from theii
tramp over field and forest,
they ieturned home with an
appetite that need not be tempt
ed by the smoking turkey that
sent, forth its delicious odors
from the kitchen, or the roast-
ed pig that lay on the long
dinning table yonder, around
which unt “the grown folks”
and the neighbors who were in
vited in to spend thanksgivings
day. Ah, how we youngsters
thought that grown folks would
never get through and that our
time would never come. Bui
those prime old days are rapid
ly vanishing away, and in a few
more years the very memory
of what thanksgiving day used
to be will vanish completely.
The Rambler
THE SON OF THE FISHER
MAN.
A stranoe ieoe.ni> told at the
FIRESIDES OF IRELAND.
From l'lie Philadelphia Times.
Silting one day by one of the
lochs of Erin, were an old mai
and his son. They were very
poor, and supported themselves
by the fish that they were able
to catch from the rivers ami.
the lochs about. The sou wa
not very blight, and daily tin
old fisherman instructed him hi
the art by which he was to gain
bis livelihood.
But the boy snt dreamiti'
half the tinmof gallant knight
and fine ladies and beautilu
prancing horses, such as In* had
heard of from an old woman i>
tors, lie saw a dark speck mm
ing which, gradually drnwini
near, proved to he a boat, ii
the stern of which :v man was
sitting.
The bench, where the two sat
being very smooth, tin* mai
drew his boat directly toward
them, and jumpiug into tin
sand, pulled the craft high am
dry on the bank. The boy gaz
ed at the stranger with wondoi
and awe, for here seemed tin
realization of one of his dreams
The man appeared to be of higl
degree, being clothed in riches.
splendor, and carrying himself
with the air and grace suited t<
a prince or a king.
“Fisherman,” the strangei
said, addressing the old mai ,
“let me take your son away
with me for a year and a day
and I shall bring biin back b
you, here, a wise mao.”
“Nay,” said the father, “m
son is dear to me, though In* i
not over-bright, and my o|.
woman could not well part w it I
him.”
“Let the woman be!” th.
stranger said roughly. “They
know not what is best tor tlieii
own. lam Gruagttcli, the mas
ter of treks. Let no* have th
boy and you will not regret it.’
After much persuasion, n
which the youth joined, the
father consented. So the stran
ger and the boy went into tin*
boat,nml the fisherman watched
them disappear; then he went
to his hut, ami told his wile
w hat In* hud'done.
Again on u clear, bright morn
ing, a year ami a day later, tin*
old fisherman sat. by tin* locb,
straining bis weary eyes out
[over the water. Suddenly he
saw a dark spot, far out, aud
as it drew near ho pereeiy d it
to lm a boat in which sat two
! men. W'lien it reached tin*
J strand, the elder Jumped out
and called to the fisherman:
“Old man, wlmt see ye here?'
“Alas, sir,” the fatln-r an- j
swered, “it is a year aud a day
since a man came and to<>k ;
away my soon, promising t<>;
i bring him back today.”
“ ’Tis well remembered," tin
stranger said, “and see, here is
! your son! Is ho not a wise
| man?”
The father caught lus loug
ahsent one to his heart, and
j wept for joy. But again the
, 1 stranger interrupted 1
Let me take your son again,
and ] will make him a wise
man, beyond his years!”
I lie father protested, but the
stranger begged and pleaded. I
and the two again parted. But
in his grief the father forgot to
exact a promise from the Grtia
gaeh. He soon realized his mis
fortune, however, for when the
boat was out from the land the
Gruagach called in:
“I kept my word, and brought
yourson to you with a year and
a day*. But now I have given
you no promise. Sav good-by
to the hoy, for I shall keep him
forever, and you shall see him
no more.”
With Imwed head and a heavy
heart the old fisherman sought
his home; hut when lie told his
wife of their loss, she rebuked
him, nor could either of them
rest.
The old man at last set out
to find his child.
And so, day after day, an old
man might have been seen, on
a weary pilgrimage. He rested
bat one night in any of the
houses on his way. and he soon
was footsore and weary. But
still lie pressed on.
One night he came to a hut
where sat an old crone over a
dying lire. When she saw his
sad plight she asked him what
trouble brought him to such sad
trails. \\ hen she had heard his
story she said:
“Afus, alas, I fear your son
is gone forever. I, too, had a
son in the long years ago, and
the Gruagach took him away.
I will never see him again.’’
In the morning the old wo
man pointed to a road and said:
“There lies your path. Seek
your son, and luck attend you!’
So the father journeyed all
lav, mid by night In* reached
ihe castle of tin* Gruagach,
where In* was received with
warmth by the master himself.
“L"ftt and drink and rest to
night,” he said to the weary
traveler, “and tomorrow I will
let you see your son, though
blow upon inV sYlver 11- .
and al! the birds of the air will
come at my call. Among them
will be twelve doves. I will
throw a handful of wheat l<>
them and they will eat it.
While they do that von must
[tick out from them your son.
If you do not, you must leave
my palace forever and seek ln'm
no more.”
That night, when all the pal
ace slept, the old father was
awakened hy a gentle touch
and there before him was his
“Father,” he said, “to-mor
row you will not know me un
less you harken to what I say.
When I come in as one of the
doves, I will stay to the last
Then I will make a circle about
my comrades,flapping my w ings
and pecking at their beaks. As
1 raise my wings you will see
beneath one of them a mark,
which I always bore under my
arm. Keep your eves upon me,
and choose me, and all will be
well. Item ember, my father,
ill that 1 have said. ”
In the morning the futher
I a ruse and breakfasted. All
{morning the Gruagach showed
him the wonders and the beau
ties of his castle, but the old
j man kept thinking all the time
! of his son's words.
At noon the two went out in
to the court yard. Hero most
beautifu] treasures did the old
man see; strange Mowers and
plants, and vines trailing overj
golden arbors, beautiful col ;
uinns of silver and alabaster
supported the wide portals
leading into the castle on four
sides. The sun Mashed down
into this wide Sluice, and the
fountain, playing in the mid
dle. became radiant with the
diffused light, breaking it up
into its prismatic colors, and
carrying it in its spray high in-
to the air, like vapor* ol gold
i and green and violet.
Standing beside the magic!
i fountain, the Gruagach blew a!
i soft blastupon Ins silver whis- 1
tic. Immediately there was a
w hirring of w ings, and flock |
upon Mock of birds hovered over
the wide courtyard. Among
them wore twelve snow-white
doves, each one so like the oili
er Unit one could not tell them
apart. These twelve came near
to the Gruagach, who threw
from his hand some wheat,
i which they immediately begun
to eat.
One bird, however, behaved
very strongly. J( flapj,. d j| s
wings, and pecked with its beak
:it the other birds. Then it
made a complete circuit around
the ot her eleven, and then, sud
denly quieting, it fell to eating
the wheat with the others.
The fisherman kept his eyes
on this bird continually, and
when he saw it quietly eat ing. i
he said to the Uruagaoh:
“This is the bird that I will '
have, and no other one.”
It is well,” said the master.
‘'l cannot blame you for wish
ing to have your son. but I
blame the person who betrayed
mo, and I will yet punish him.
Take your treasure now, and
welcome, hut guard him well, |
warn you!”
And with these words the
Gruagach, the castle, the foun
tain, the birds, all disappeared
in nn instant, and the fisher
man found himself with his
son, standing in a field near his
home.
Guickly they sped there, and
the old mother was overjoyed
to see again her boy,
Isut the family was as poor
as ever, and they resorted to
fishing again, as their only
means of sustenance.
A flout this time it was pro
claimed through the vil'uge
that a horse race would be held
in adjoining town, where all the
fleetest horses of the kingdom
might be seen. When the day
of the race armed, father and
son set out to witness Ihe splen
dor, for it was rumored that
knights and ladies would be
there, and tournaments would
be held . When they came near
the racecourse the son said.
“Listen, my father. I’ll
make of myself the finest and
licetest horse that will be here
to-day. Then you lead me to
the fair, and I’ll prance and
pretend to bite every man that
comes near me. Get a rider for
me, but hold me in till all the
other horses are far ah'
.Then, Job win tin* tnUe,
every rich man will want to buy
me. Do not sell me for less
(hail five hundred pounds, but
after you have your money take
the bit from my month, and do
not sell the bridle for any
money. Then come to this spot ;
Shake the bridle, and I’ll be
here in my own form.”
All was done as the young
man had directed, and never
was there so much shouting and j
cheering at a horse race as
there was that day. Every
man came’to the fisherman ask
ing the price of the horse, whose
powers had brokeu all records.
“Five hundred pounds is my j
price for him,” the fisherman!
said, and immediately a man
pushed the gold into his hand
but the lishermnn took the bit
fiom the horse’s mouth a;.d
went quietly to the place where
his son had changed his form
There he shook the bridle, and
his hoy stood before him.
With glad hearts they went
home. And now they were so
rich that they needed nut to
tish any more. They lived in
case and comfort for u year.
Then again, at every cross roan
in the kingdom, it was pro
claimed t hut a great hunt would
lie hdd the next day.
“Come, father, let go to the
hunt,” the youth said.
“Nay,” answered i lie old man
“we have all we need; let u*
bide at home,”
“Come, no will get more
gold,” tile yulltll per-isted.
Ho they departed, and when
they came to the spot w here tlie
boy had made a horse of him-
self. lie said:
“1 will muke myself the fleet- i
est hound, and will win tin j
piize for you. Afterwards, do!
not sell mo for lesfl than tJ.HKi, I
till) lie sure to keep the rope,
that hinds me, and shake it at {
this spot, else yoll Will go home ■
without me.”
So the fisherman took the
hound to the hunt, and it pull
ed and and tugged at the rope,
hut lie held it fast. When all
the other dogs were far away he
j let his sou go, and as u Mash of
| lightning lie darted <>|V and dis
appeared from view. Hi Mill he
returned with tin* game, ami so
swift was he that every one
marveled. Many made bids
for him, but the fisherman re
fused to sell him for less than
JCtiUO. Then a man put that
1.00 PER ANNUM, IN ADVANCE
of all in Leavening Power— Latest U. S. Gov’t Repor*
lv»S! Powder
ABSQK.UTEI.V pure
much gold into lii>< hand, and
I so confused was tin* father by
j the noise and bustle, that he*
lorgot to keep tin* rope.
| A moment later the Grua
gaeli of tricks laughed and
j said:
‘‘-Vow will I take the worth
of mv money out of your sou.”
And he departed with the
hound.
I lie father was in despair,
and he went to his h me* and
told his wife of Jus misfortune.
I hey were both very sad. but
still they were better off than
they had been, for they had
plenty of money.
The Gruagach, meanwhile,
took the boy home and put him
in a cave. He bound him,
hand and foot, and lied rough
cords about him, with knots up
to his chin. From above him
'here fell, drop by drop, a
I'oison, which ate into the skin,
then into flesh, then into the
bone and marrow. And there
h«* lay, day after day, without
meat or drink, under the poison
drops.
Now there was in the castle
nt the Gruagach, a serving maid
to whom the youth had been
kind, in her need. One morn
ing, when the master of the
castle was out hunting with his
eleven sons, this maid passe 1
through the cava with a tub of
refuse water* a river ran besi (e
tin* linage nnl she was on her
way to empty the tub into it.
When the youth saw her, lie
hogged her to moisten his lips
w itll * lie -oiled water.
“Ah I” she cried, “H><. < *
guch will irtl 1,10 if 1 «ive you
...uch as a drop.”
“Remember the turn I did
f\tr- vUlfitV.'K*!VaYW?
maid could not resist this ap
peal. She offered him the tub,
Imt lie said:
“1 cannot drink till you loos
en a cord at my throat,”
She did this, and straightway
ho made an eel of himself and
jumped into the tub. Then lie
shook the water till it splashed
all around on the floor of the
cell, and then he jumped onto
the floor and slid under the door
and down to the river beside
the house.
When Gruagach eunie home
with his sons, they went to look
at their prisoner, but he was
not there. Then, raising hi*
*word in anger, he called the
I maid, and threatened her with
instant death if she did not tell
j what had happened during his
absence. When lie heard, he
immediately, with his sons,
went to the river, and all
twelve became eels. I nder
every stone they sought, and
| swum down the stream, stilt
! searching for tin* son of the
fisherman. When In* knew
they were pursuing him he be
came a salmon, unif when they
knew they made themselves I
otters, by this time they wer*
in tin* sea, and the fisherman’s I
son was weak with hunger and
fatigue, but still the pursuers
wore after him, so ho became a
whale* Then they made <>t
themselves camion whales, and
were surrounding him, when lie
changed into a swallow, and
jumping from the water ho Mew
away.
When the Gruagaeh saw tJii*
I In* and his sous made of them*
1 *elv**s t wive haw ks, and whirled
and darted about him till they
all came in view of the castle
!of the king of the land. This
I king had a daughter of w hom
I In* was very fond, lb* had
! built for her a beautiful sum-
mer bower, and at tliis moment I
she was sitting *iu the top of it. I
Hlie saw the snuggle of th<* J
birds amt pitied the swallow, I
when, to her umazcinout, it be- I
gun to droop towards her, amt
then it suddenly disappeared as
she felt something drop into
tier tap. Hlie looked, and found
a ring, so pleating to her eye
that she plaeed it on her ting
i‘fr -
The Gruagach seeing this, ap
peared with his sons at the door
of i lie castle in the forms of tin*
i lineal looking LUeU on y
The princess, meanwhile, was
so much pleased with her trink
et I hat she kept looking at it.
•••Iltlu* time. The,, the ring
spoke:
‘ Do not part with me. prin-
Mv life is in y,,ur
t hands.”
Rut at that moment she was
sent fin* to come before the
king. I here she saw twelve
handsome men, who played
, most beautifully on every in
j strument in the palace. For a
; a reward they asked for the
| ring on the hand of the prin
e«‘9s.
1 hen the ring again spoke to
her:
“Do not give me up. Rut if
you must tin so, first, command
Dint a bushel of wheat, mixed
with three gallons of strong
spirits, shall he placed in an
open barrel before the tire.
W hen you have to part with me
throw me into the fire and you
shall see Strang,* sport,”
Ihe princess did as she was
told, and when the king insist
ed on her giving up the ring,
she threw it into the flames.
At that moment the Gruagach,
with his sons made of them
selves twelve pairs of tongs and
poked at the tiro to find the
-[lark that held the ring. Sud
denly, out flew a spark into the
barrel, and just as suddenly the
tongs became cocks, and ate
the wheat, and then they all
lay about in a stupot, caused
by*the spirits iii the w|ji** *
. , , > snore the
It was not.
and the fisherman s
»»«•**
son were married, and on last
night of tin* feast, the old king
stepped from his throne and
placed the crown upon the head
pose he is reigning still, for so
end all good stories that are
told in the land of Erin.
WHERE \\AS~ METHUSE
LAH ?
“Where was Methuselah dur
ing the deluge ?” This, says
the Literary Digest, in the ques
tion which Dr. 11. L. Wood, of
this city, raises, and to which
he Muds no satisfactory answer.
He argues: “This distinguish
ed pi triarch seems t*> have been
forgotten at the time, for no
mention is made of him as one
•if tin* chosen few to enter the
ur 1 :: and, on the other hund.wn
ire told thut ‘every living creat
ure perished without the ars,
nid every man.’ Now. Me
iliuselai lived ‘nine hundred
and sixty-nine years,’ and since
he had fully ten mouths of life
left to him at the beginning of
the flood, lie could have com
pleted his grund total of yeurs
nowhere else than inside the
irk. At Noah’s birth, Methu
s 'tali had full six hundred yeurs
*o live. *ln the six hundredth
year ot Noah’s life,’ ‘the win
dows of heaven opened’ and ‘in
the selfsame day entered Noah,
md She in and sous with them
into the ark.” Noah was there
fore old) years old when the
Mood begun. Methuselah hud
•till ten months to live ere his
MiUthyear w as complete. Where
iviis he? The dwellers in tHu
irk did not issue from it for a
year and ton days after their
entrance. Methuselah must
have therefore died during the
| interval, and presumably he
.vus buried; but, strange to say,
iot hing is said of this singular
I circumstance. ”
I’HK DISCOVERY SAVED
HIH LIFE.
Mr. G. Cuillmiette, Druggist,
beaversville, 111., says: “To
Dr. King’s New Discovery 1 owe
ny life. Was taken with La
irippe and tried all the pliysi
| -inns for miles about, but of no
I avail and was given up audtoid
l could not live. Having Dr.
I King’s New Discovery in my
I store 1 sent for a bottle and Is*-
I gan its use and from the first
I dose began to get belter, and
alter using three bottles was up
j and about again. It is worth
its weight in gold. Me *“ n ,*
;eep store or house without
(im a Ire** trial at A. M.W mn *
I Drug Store.
, Hew strange that go. d ps»
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