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OGILLA DISPATCH. OCILLA, GEORGIA. IRWIN COUNTY PUBLISHING CO., Proprietors. Apprehension of a great war in Europe is said to be one oanse of the great inorease of immigration to the United States. If there is one thing worse than the bicycle soorcher it is the auto¬ mobile scorcher. He is just so much more a nuisance as he is bigger. He needs to learn the same lesson that has been incnlcated at much expense wherever the wheel has bred reckless¬ ness. The telephone has proved very suc¬ cessful in the West in places where different farmhouses are connected by wire, as it enables them to give each other timely warning of the approach of tramps. It i3 also useful in cases of fire and sickness. The possibilities of the telephone in rural districts are very great. An interesting calculation has re eently been made by an English statis¬ tician, in which he shows that when the electric light has entirely dis¬ placed gas, oil lamps, and candles ia the United Kingdom there will be 40,- 0004 ess deaths annually, these illu- minants being so much more unhealth¬ ful than electricity. A single robber is reports! to have held up two stages on the Yosemite line. After collecting their personal cash from the passengers, he directed the coaches to proceed. It is refresh¬ ing to hear about this, for road travel •was in danger of losing most of its charm out there through the absence of peril. A few events like this will impart a spice to life that it would Jack otherwise, v ■■ - ■ — The unfortunate babies born in Great Britain and her colonies this past winter will have just cause to rail at fate. Tugela Smith aud Bloemfon¬ tein Brown, Mafeking Jones and Lady¬ smith Robinson are names conferred upon recipients helpless to refuse. A similar epidemic raged in this country a year since, and Havana Irving, San Juan Evans and Santiago Nichols peered out among the countless mul¬ titudes of Deweys, Teddys and Fitz- hugh Lees. Few Americans who have not trav¬ eled abroad aro aware how small a quantity of fruit is eaten in Great Britain and on the continent, as com¬ pared with the enormous supply con¬ sumed in this country. It is an old saying that an Englishman makes the eating of a peach almost a religious ceremony. London papers treat as prodigious the receipt of oranges from this continent; bnt it is insignifi¬ cant as compared with the amount consumed in this country. The time has been when a youth who purposed seientifio pursuits had little to expect but toil and poverty. The prospect must have deterred many who would have endured any¬ thing for themselves, but who had others, dependents, to consider. To such men the application of science to every-day industry means much. In effect it has created innumerable new occupations that offer a living and a ohanoe to learn. One who deserves success will ask no more—until he has earned it, states Youth’s Compan¬ ion. Secretary Wilson proposes that the postman’s wagon in the rural free de¬ livery service, which is now rapidly extending,shall carry the daily weather forecast for the benefit of farmers. With universal rural free delivery, every householder may receive a daily visit from a representative of the United States Government. The sug¬ gestion is a reasonable one that the mail-carrier shonld attend to other Government matters, of which a dis¬ tribution of the weather forecasts may be only the first upon an extending list. A writer in the North American Re¬ view calls attention to the evils of ex eessive legislation. It appears that at their last annual sessions the leg¬ islatures of our forty-five States en¬ acted more than fourteen thousand laws—good, bad an indifferent. Such industry might be said to speak vol¬ umes for the public spirit of the Amer¬ ican people if we could wink out of sight the facts that many of the "acts” spring from an unwholesome desire to accomplish social reforms by short processes, and that many more them represent individual or corpor¬ ate contrivances to utilize the power of the State for the turning of private grindstones. FEEDIN* THE STOCK. Hear the oliora* In that tle-np, much, ger-runch, nml ranch and runohl There’* a row of honest orlttensl Does me good to hear ’em munch When the barn Is gettlu’ ousky and the sun’s behind the drifts, Touobiu’ last the gable winder where the dancin’ hav-dnst sifts, When the coaxln’ from the tie-up kind o’ hluts It’s live o’clock, Wal, I’ve got a Job that suits me—that’s the chore of feedln’ stock. We’ve got patohes down to our house—honest patches, though, and neat, Hut we’d rather have the patohes than to skiuch on what we eat. Lots of work, amt grub to baolc ye—tliut’s a.mighty critters wholesome creed, Critters fust, sir, that’s my motto—give the all they ueod. And the way wo do to our house, inarm and me take what Is lelt, And—wal, we ain’t goln’ calculatin' hungry, as you’ll notloe by our bis heft. Hang the mail that’s when be measures out hay, Groanin’ ev'ry time lie Ditches ary forkful ogt the "bay;” Hang-the man who feeds out r:ifI-souH, wood and wire from tho swale, ’Cause he wants to press his herd grass; send his clover off for sale. Oh, the dim old barn seems homelike, with Its overhanging mows. With Its warm and battened tie-up, full of well-fed sheep and cows. Then I shet the door behind me, drop the bar and drive tho pin, And, with Jeff a-wagglu’ after, lug the foamin’ milk palls In. That’s the style of things to our house—marm and me we don’t pull up Until ev'ry critter’s eatln’, from the cattle down to pup. good. Then the blsklts and the sparo-rlb anil plum preserve tH9to For wo’re feellu', me and mother, that we're actin’ ’bout’s wo should. Like or not, a’r, after 9Upper, mother sews another patoh, And she says the duds look trampy, ’cause she ain’t got goods to matoh. Fus*. of all, though, comes the meal bins and the hay mows; after those, II there’s any extry dollars, wal, we’-ll see about some clothes. But to-nlgbt, why, bless ye, mother, pull tho rug aorost the door, Warmth and food and peace and comfort—let’s not pester God for more. —Lewiston (He.) Journal. C] I El A BUNCH OF KSYS. By William H. Brooks* !| Li FACT beyond M dispute was that . I the door was mm barred and they i were locked out. From the pitch black interior of the freight eleva¬ tor Mollie Car¬ ton reviewed the V V- situation. It was werth re- i viewin S> being, - as situations go, unique. In the first place, no young woman Of spend mind sits in a freight eleva¬ tor at midnight attired in a dinner gown as a mere pastime. Add to this the fact that tho painfully new and unyielding ropes by which tho lift was propelled were being pulled upon lustily by the clerk from the neigh¬ boring drug store—awakened from a sound sleep for the purpose—and it wili reajlily be seen that something unusual had happened in the Carton family. when the drug At that moment clerk was pulling Mollie with infinite pains toward the fifth floor, rear, of the apartment building in which the Cartons had the pleasure of residing Mrs. Carton sat wringing her hands and oalling upon heaven to save her child upon the front stairs. To be exact, it was upon the first step of the fourth flight of stairs she sat. Which shonld make it evident to everybody that she was conducting bar lamenta¬ tion just outside her own door, She sat outside not from choice, but be¬ cause she couldn’t help herself. In short, she was locked out. And so was Mollie. So was the drug clerk for that mat¬ ter, but the fifth apartment in the “Brunhilda,” not being his abiding place, he did not take it to heart as Mrs. Carton did. Having known the Cartons for only twenty minutes, jus interest in the matter was as yet quasi-professional. would be better to But perhaps it begin at the beginning. Be it known, then, that Mrs. Carton and her daughter had been giving a little dinner tnat evening. Tho guests had stopped on rather late, and the janitor, after the manner of his kind, having put the lights cut early. Mollie stepped into the hall to light the gas that her friends might find their way down the winding stairs in comfort. Mrs. Carton followed her, and together they sped the parting diners. While they were thus engrossed the door—their own treacherous front door—impelled by a slight draft, or by what somebody has called the total depravity of inanimate things, clicked sharply shut. They both turned quickly, but it was too late, The latch had done its worst. Their maid had departed immedi¬ ately after serving,to a balljintending to spend the night with her sister. Mr. Carton was ont of town on a business trip, So there waa no hope of success from within. It was obviously impossible to go to a hotel attired in their evening frocks. Besides, they had no money. They knew no one in the buildiDg. Their friends all lived at a distance. Their guests were already beyond reach. Mrs. Carton entertained a mental vision of a night spent upon the street, or, at best, in a drafty hall- way. Ske sank down upon the stairs overcome. She also wept. But Mollie was young, and youth is ever resourceful. Also, she had a keen sense of humor, Although she didn’t dare let her mother know it, she was amused, At all events, the situation savored of adventure, and an opportunity for adventure is not to he lightly disregarded, even if it does involve a little discomfort. She patted her mother’s shoulder soothingly. “There, there. Don’t cry, dear. The janitor is sure to have a skeleton key. I’ll run down and get it." But the janitor hadn’t any such thing. Moreover, he resented being disturbed. He was a hard-working man, he said, and a night’s sleep was about all he got out of life aside from throe meals daily. Why didn’t the young lady go wake up the landlord. Landlords had an easy time. All they had to do was collect rents. They were just made to be waked up. They liked it. Fortunately the landlord lived across the strefit. So, wrapping Mrs. Janitor’s shawl about her, Mollie went forth to wake the landlord. Notwithstanding his rent-collecting habit, the landlord seemed to share the janitor’s views on the subject of sleep. He hadn’t a duplicate key, he informed her, after at last he had been awakened and appeared at an upper window. He seemed to Mollie to gloat over the faot. He intimated that his business was renting apart¬ ments, not running other people’s domestic affairs. "But can’t you suggest something?” Mollie cried, desperately. "We must get in, you know.” He suggested the drug clerk on the corner, who had a big bunch of keys, might be able to open the door, an^ then he shut the window. Tho drug clerk was asleep, too, and hard to arouse, but at last opened the door wide. Upon perceiving a young woman, however, he shut it again .quickly that his disheveled condition might not be too apparent, leaving, however, a crack wide enough for con¬ versational purposes. “Give me your prescription,” he said, extending a hand through the aperture. “Dll turn up the light as soon as I get in the back room and you can come in and sit down.” It was harder than she thought it would bo to explain her errand. Mollie’s tongue seemed to cleave to the roof of her mouth. She experi¬ enced difficulty in breathing. “I—it—it isn’t a prescription,” she gasped. “O!” said the clerk. It was all he said, but it sounded like more to Mollie. She knew it meant more. "I—that is, we—my mother and I, you know—are in great trouble-” "Of course, I understand,” said the drug clerk, instant sympathy in his tone. “What does he understand?” thought Mollie wildly. “Don’t you know your physician’s telephone number?” he went on. “I’ll call him up right away.” “It isn’t illness. It really isn’t any¬ thing in your line of business. We are just locked out.” Mollie blurted it out at last. She heaved a little sigh of relief and hur¬ ried on. “Oar landlord said you had a big bunch of keys and were very clever about—about such things, An4 I hoped you’d help us, so I ventured to wake you. It really is a serious mat¬ ter, or I wouldn’t have dreamed of dis¬ turbing you.” There was a tremble in her voice that convinced the drug clerk. It was the same tremble that won the landlord. Moreover, she was young and he was young. And he did hap¬ pen to possess a good.temper. “I ought not to leave the store,” ho said. “Trouble for mo if I get caught. Is it near?” “Just around the corner,” Mollie hastened to assure him. “Wait a minute, then, until I get dressed, and I’ll come with you.” It seemed a long time before he emerged, jingling his bunch of keys, but he really made a hasty .toilet. Together they repaired to Mollie’s flat, and the clerk tried his best to unlock the door, but failed. Then Mollie suggested the freight elevator. "You know therens a sliding door in our kitoken where we take the gro¬ ceries and things off the elevator, Mary never locks it. I have to do that every night the last thing. So it is sure to be open. And it is quite a large door, I’m sure I- Then she turned to the drug clerk deprecatingly. afraid "I’m I’m heavy and the ropes are stiff, But do you suppose you could pull me up on the elevator?” The janitor’s wife’s shawl had slipped off by this time, and Mollie looked so pretty that it would have taken a far more seasoned yonth than the drag clerk to withstand her, es¬ pecially when she plead. "I’m sure I can,” he answered val¬ iantly. “It’s a good plan.” But Mrs. Carton refused t» see in it anything bat her daughter’s doom. "You’ll be killed,” she sobbed, “And then what will your father say?” Mollie aud the clerk descended to the basement, which, of course, was dark, but fortunately the drug clerk had a matoh. They found thejele- vator after a short search. It wasn’t a large elevator, bnt Mollie squeezed herself in and sat like a quarter- opened jackknife, her head bump¬ ing the top of the elevator and her elbows resting on her knees, it, wasn’t'oomfortable. As the machine reached the first floor a voice startled them both. It seemed to oome from Above them. * "Miss Carton," it said, "your door is open. Mrs. Carton, would like you to come upstairs." Mollie and tho “What?” exclaimed drug clerk in tho same breath. "How did it happen?” vouohsafedno explan- But the voice nation. It was an easy matter to drop the elevator the few feet it had ascended. Mollie scrambled out. She and the drug clerk ran upstairs. Mrs. Carton met them at their door beaming, A tall, athletic-looking fellow stood be¬ side her. “My dear,” she said, "let me pre¬ sent Mr. Mocre, who has so kindly, I might say bravely, helped us out of our dilemma.” “But how?” demanded Mollie, heedless of conventions. "How iu the world did he do it?” "Very simple, I assure you, Miss Carton,” said the deliverer. ‘‘O, my dear, he ran a most fearful risk!" exclaimed her mother. "I happened to be one of the bach¬ elors that keep house just across the hall from you,” continued the deliv- erer. “I came home late and found Mrs. Carton sitting outside our door in deepest distress. I naturally asked if I could be of service. And then-” “And then, Mollie,” interrupted Mrs. Carton, “he went into his kitchen and opened his door in the elevator shaft just opposite to ours, pried ours open with an umbrella aud swung across that awful chasm right into our kitchen. Wasn’t that splendid?” stopped, of breath. Mrs. Carton ont Jack Moore laughed. “For a man with a Yale field day or two back of him it was nothing at all,” he said. But Mollie looked impressed. The drug clerk sow it and knew that his brief moment was past. It had been exciting while it lasted. Miss Carton was charming. He bad never come so near to a girl of her class before. But he was glad he knew enough to realize that it was over. Mrs. Carton and Mollie both begged him to come in and have some supper. Mollie even said she’d do something on the chafing-dish fbr him. But he declined. He said he had to get baok to the storei As he bathed his smarting hands with hamamelis in the safe haven of the prescription room he indulged in a few bitter thoughts. Ho remem¬ bered how pretty Miss Carton was. Moore thought so, too. He knew by the way he looked at her. At this' moment the Yale man was probably consuming the rarebit that he, the drug clerk, had really earned. The ache whore his hands were scraped by the ropes seemed to grow worse. “It’s a deueedly unequal world,” he decided. LOST A HOUSE AND LOT. Good and Had Luck of a Man of Norve. “The discovery of seventeen lots that belong to the city and had been forgotten for over half a century re¬ minds me of a curious case that ouce came up in my own experience,” said a well-known New Orleans real es¬ tate agent. "One of my oldest clients is a lady who has resided for a num¬ ber of years in Paris, but whose prin¬ cipal income is derived from several pieces of valuable property located in New Orleans. In 1392 I received in¬ structions to sell a certain house and lot, but on investigation found there was title, apparently a slight cloud on the and requested her to send me all the papers pertaining to it. In response I received a bank box con¬ taining not only the documents I wanted, but also an old bill for the rent for an entirely different piece of property on the other side of the city. The bill was made out by the lady’s father and dated July 1, 1860. It ex¬ cited my curiosity and I proceeded to make some inquiries, which resulted in a surprising discovery. “The property in point was a two- story brick residence, located iu a very desirable neighborhood, and, al¬ though more than forty years old, was still in good repair. It was oc¬ cupied then by a very nice family, who were paying rent to an old citi¬ zen, who believed in all sincerity that he was legal owner of the premises. Just how he acquired his title I would rather not say, because the person who sold to him was never able to make an entirely satisfactory explana¬ tion, and I don’t wish to reopen old wounds. But the fact is that it be¬ longed to my client’s father, or rather his estate, and had simply been lost sight of in the breaking up of the family direotly after the war. For a number of years it had no known owner, then it was coolly appropriatad by an individual who had no more right to the place than the man in the moon. He just came along and took it. I finally straigthened out the snarls and Beoured possession for the lady in Paris without going into court. She is now getting a rental of $250 a year out of it.”—New Orleans Times-Democrat. Worked by Electricity. Canada boasts of one of the most wonderful farms in the world. Its peculiarity lies in the fact that every¬ thing is worked by electrioity. Two waterfalls within the bounds of the farm, some sixty feet, and one hun¬ dred and eighty feet high, furnish the motive power, a central power being erected near, and the current is trans¬ mitted by wires to every available place on the farm. GEORGIA NEWS ITEMS Interesting Happenings In the State Gathered at Random. ItaliiH Hula Crop*. Crops of all kinds thronghout the state have been greatly injured by the rainy weather. Cotton and corn are tar behind and the loss to the fruit will amount to thousands of dollars. Reports received at the agricultural department from all sections of the state report a great damage. Coupled with this there are hundreds of acres of cotton that has never yet been (Shopped out. This faot alone will tend to make the crop short. Grass has grown rapidly during the past three weeks and if the sun should happen to shine at any time soon the farmers will have more work than they can attend to. Commissioner of Agriculture Stevens said: "The crop is two weeks late. The extreme wet and damp weather has damaged the upland corn, and that in tho bottom lands has been over¬ flowed, which will necessitate a great deal of replanting. "The cotton crop has suffered great¬ ly and is exceedingly grassy. Hun¬ dreds of acres of young cotton have not yet bean chopped ont for the first time. In addition to this the cool nights and damp atmosphere has caus¬ ed a great deal of the ootton to become lousy. "The fruit crop has been seriously damaged. It is rotting on many of the trees, and in many of the orchards and vineyards throughout the state is fall¬ ing from the trees and vines. The siege of the rainy weather has been hard on the fruit growers, and the onoe brilliant prospect for a fine crop no longer exists. Grapes are suffering more than anything else. The scarcity of fruit will in all probability cause a rise in the prices.” After a Cotton Mill. A delegation of prominent citizens of Gainesville, visited Philadelphia the past week to look after the move¬ ment of one of the largest cotton mills of the Quaker City to Gainesville. Negotiations have already progressed far enough to warrant the statement that the Philadelphia mill will either he moved directly to Gainesville or a Philadelphia-Georgia combination will be made by which a new mill will be erected in Gainesville to co-operate with the present mill now operating in Philadelphia. Kdltnr Fowler Still Alive. Editor Fowler, of Toccoa, who was so seriously stabbed in the neck by his brother-in-law, Bert Safford, at Demo- rest, on the 21st, is still alive and slight hopes are entertained for his recovery. Safford is in jail awaiting the result, but it is conceded by all who have seen him that he is insane. He refuses to say anything but "yes” or "no” when questioned. Atkinson Monument Fund. The movement to erect a monument to the memory of Governor W. Y. At¬ kinson is bearing fruit. This noble cause bad its origin among the people of Newnan, the home place of the lamented governor. It was quickly taken up by the friends of the departed all over Georgia, and has met with gratifying success. The grand total subscription to the fund to date amounts to about 31,700. Work on the Oemulgee River. Congressman Bartlet has notified President Smith, of the Macon cham¬ ber of commerce, that the work of cleaning the Ocmulgee river will con¬ tinue steadily on, and that $40,000 of the appropriation provided for in the sundry civil bill will be available as soon as the present sum is exhausted. The $20,000 which was appropriated last year has been used, and in re¬ sponse to the notification of this fact by Captain Gillette, who is in charge ef the general work, the authorities at Washington informed him that the addi¬ tional sum of $40,000 will he available at once. Jailer ‘Whips a Mob. Singlehanded and unaided Jailer Tom Taylor at Rome, Ga., prevented a mob from meting out summary pun¬ ishment on Gns Trout, a negro ac- oused of attempted assault. The at¬ tempt took place early Saturday morn¬ ing between 2 and 3 o'clock. Taylor sleeps in the jail office, which offers the ouly entrance to the jail proper. Unsuspecting trouble he was awakened by hammering at the office door. He arose to see the trouble, and when ha opened the door several men forced their way inside. They at once demanded the keys to the jail door and to Trout’s cell. . Taylor refused point blank to com¬ ply aud the crowd leaped upon him in an effort to overpower him. But they reckoned without their host. Taylor is short, but compactly built, and possesses prodigious strength. A desperate struggle began in tho small office, and Taylor was crushed to the floor by superior Dam¬ bers, only to rise again and fling his assailants to all sides. The bed was smashed to pieces and the furniture overturned. As the struggle oontinned Taylor appeared to develop greater strength and fought them off again and again. They finally secured his keys from his pockets, aud while some were trying to unlock the great outside door, oth¬ ers were attempting to keep Taylor back. Like an infuriated lion, the jailer hurled them aside, and leaping to one corner of the office snatched up a win¬ chester and leveling it on the crowd, said with deadly coolness: "Now, gat out, or I’ll pump lead into somebody." They saw he was in earliest and tb party disappeared into the darkness. * * ■ * Want Itamoved. In the United States district oourt at Atlanta a petition has been filed by the International Paper company ask¬ ing as one of the creditors of the bank¬ rupt firm, Wellhouse & Sons, that A. Steiner, appointed receiver a few days ago, be removed. As the ground for the petition, it is alleged that Mr. Steiner was the choice of the bankrupt firm for receiver, and that the bankruptcy was pre-arranged by the Wellhouses, while ostensibly involuntary. Koycott Decided an Illegal. Judge Brinson at Augnsta has filed his decision in a case that is impor¬ tant not onlv to the newspapers, but to organiztd labor, as it deals with the right of unions to employ the boycott as a means of compelling n rival to employ union labor. Judge Brinson decides as follows: "Thu owners of the Tribune have a property interest in that paper. They have a right to such earnings as they can honestly make. The right of laborers to combine is not even re- motely involved in this case, nor is their right to work for whom they may choose, or to cease work, either in a body or as individuals. Nor is their right to patronize, whom they may desire. ‘‘All these rights they unquestion¬ ably have. No one could or should seek to deprive them of these rights. These oirculars seem to have this meaning, viz: ‘We, as organizations, have boycotted The Tribune; we de¬ mand of their patrons that they do the -ame. If the patrons do not do so we hereby put them on notice that we will boycott them also.’ One may be intimidated by threats of property loss, as well as by threats of violence. "Being governed entirely by what 'ferns to be the current authority in other jurisdictions of the United States where those questions have arisen, no other course remains but to hold, under the admitted facts, that the case of the plaintiffs is made out and that they are entitled to the in¬ junction prayed for. The defendants ire, therefore, enjoined from sending to patrons of The Daily Tribune tho said circulars described in said peti¬ tion, or any circulars containing simi¬ lar threats, or from threatening or using any means of intimidation to cause said patrons to sever their busi¬ ness relations with said paper.” Dividend Wanted. Judge James A. Anderson, of At¬ lanta, one of the receivers of the Southern Mutual Building and Loan issociation, stutes that the stockhold¬ ers will not get more than 20 per cent of the amounts found in their favor by Auditor Hammond. Judge Anderson urges that a speedy trial be given in he exceptions to the auditor’s report. He said that he was receiving letters and telegrams from the stockholders asking when they would get their money. There was great clamor for a dividend. No Funds For State Encampment. Governor Candler says he will not recommend the legislature to appropri¬ ate any money at the coming session for expenses of a state encampment for Georgia troops. The governor said at present the state was doing the best it could for the soldier hoys. Under the present plan the state is giving so much per year for company expenses, the idea being, the governor says, to build up the companies instead of reg¬ iments, as heretofore. It is expected, however, the friends of the military will rnnke a strong effort for a large appropriation. Solicitor Is Named. Governor Candler has appointed I. H. Geer, of Colquitt, Ga., solicitor of the county eourt of Miller. The new¬ ly appointed solicitor of Miller county is a young lawyer of prominence, and his selection was made by Governor Candler out of a number of applicants. ANTMMPERIALISTS MEET. Ilf>prpwntativ«i From Various States Con- sitter I.auucliinff a New Party. Anti-imperialists, to the number of thirty-five and hailing from the princi¬ ple cities of the country, met in New York Monday. The meeting was to determine what action they will take in the coming presidential campaign, and as a result of the conference it is probable that a new party will be formed, the members of which will vote independently of both the Repub¬ lican and Democratic 'parties. A resolution was unanimously pass¬ ed directing the executive committee of the American Anti-Imperialists’ League, under the auspioes of which the meeting was held, to call a general conference or convention of anti-im¬ perialists to consider a plan of cam¬ paign. This call will not be issued until after the national Democratic convention at Kansas City, and when issued will probably be for a date early in August. The resolution states that the call is to be issued "to the end that we may carry into effect our condemnation of the imperialistic policy of the present administration." Orange Rebellion Peters Out. The war office in London has re¬ ceived advices from Lord Roberts, Btating that the rebellion in Cape Colony north of the Orange river is now oyer. The last formidable body under Commandant De Yilliers. sur¬ rendered on June 20th, consisting of about 220 men, 280 horses, eighteen wagons, 260 rifles and 100,000 rounds of ammunition.