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RAIN IN THE RIVER. .7,
Lo, the Image of man’s endeavor;
Foam and bubbles that burst and flee;
Rain in the river-rain in the river—
Rain in the river that hastes to sea. _
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Tears are flowing for ever and over,
Many for sorrow, and some for glee;
Rain in the river—rain in the river—
Rain in the river that hastes to sea.
Resignation that falters never;
Bitter revolt at the wrongs that be;
Rain in the river—rain in the river—
Rain in the river that hastes to sea.
What shall hearten us? What deliver?
Virtue and Truth that make wise and free;
Rain in the river—rain in the river—
Rain in the river that hastes to sea.
Mav we have courage to fight forever, be
And never to yield, tho’ our blood may
Rain in the river—rain in the river—
Rain in the river that hastes to sea.
—Herbert E. Clarke, in Tannhauser and
Other Poems.
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1 Miss Gresham’s £
Engagements.
8 BY ELIZABETH HARMAN* 8
lo oooooooooooooooooooooooo §
IRS KITTY GRES
ham harfl broken
SL her engagement
4 with dfiarlie Earl,
i and unhappy. Charlie was He
Iy very
went about look
i n g melancholy,
and he rode his
beautiful bay hun¬
ter, H i g h-fl i e r,
miles and miles
every day, but nothing diverted his
mind from the fact that he had been
thrown over by tho girl he loved.
Charlie was attractive looking, very
slender, not very tall, with fair hair,
and a long, fair, twisted mustabhe.
All his life he had found liis chief joy
among his horses and his polo ponies,
and High-flier was the jewel of his
stables. Until he met Kitty, he never
had thought it possible that, anything
could take precedence of High-flier iu
his heart.
Kitty had taken precedence in a
number of hearts. She was clothed
about as it were with a garment with
that intangible quality or gift called
style. If she had put on rags and
tatters, they would have at once
assumed an air and a grace, but as her
papa was amply blossed with this
world’s goods, she was not called
upon to display her magic, and, in¬
stead, glorified the pretty things that
clever people on both sides of the
world contrived for her.
In addition to being stylish, Kitty
was pretty, with quantities of soft,
dark hair, blue eyes and singularly
brilliant teeth.
“Don’t talk to me about Charlie
Earl! I hate him!” she said toiler
most intimate friend, who had essayed
to probe her heart the day after the
engftgfeiuent was broken, and the way
eke rushed into everything that came
up for the next threo weeks, and
flirted with every man who came near
her, and allowed Harry Gibson, who
had been in love with her for a year,
to devote himself to her, should have
convinced the most skeptical that she
cared absolutely nothing for her ex
fiance.
Then the races at the Hunt Club
came off. Everyone went in her best
bib and tucker, and Kitty, of
course, was there. She came
driving in to the Club grounds
in her phaeton, dressed all
in black—dainty, chiffony, Frencliy
black—with a big, feathered picture
hat on her graceful head. Beside her
was Harry Gibson, looking ineffably
happy.
Charlie Earl was to ride in two of
the races—.one for ponies, one for
hunters—and he was resplendent in
his pink coat, with a little cap to
match, tight white trousers and black
boots.
Kitty bowed to him with elaborate
indifference as he rode past on his
pony, “Dart,” to the first race, and
she smiled scornfully with a slightly
bored expression while the race was
being run, and when Charlie came in
far ahead of the other racers.
“Charlie does ride well!” exclaimed
Gibson, iu generous admiration.
“Oh, he is rather a good horseman,”
said Kitty. »‘ Y hat a sweet pony your
‘Kitty is Mr. Gibson. Yhy didn t
you rule her in the race .*
Ah, I m net much to look at on a
horse, said Gibson, “and I don t like
to make myself ridiculous m some
YTiose „ Won t you tell me? said
Krtty with a languishing glance.
°h, you know, Kitty!” sard Gib
son.
“Indeed I don’t,” protested Kitty.
“In the eyes of the only girl in all
the world I have ever loved,” said
Gibson, forgetting the little actress
and the seven or eight sisters of seven
or eigM to friends, and the t»o or
om
ntaae the saute statement
-
“And what is her name?” eaid
Kitty, demurely.
“Yours!” said Gibson.
“Oh!” said Kitty, casting down her
eyes and trying to blush.
“You won’t refuse me?” said Gib
son, his round, blonde face red with
nervousness and anxiety. that he
“No,” said Kitty, so low
could scarcely hear her, her head still
bent.
Gibson began to pour* forth his
rapture in adjectives and exclamation
points. hunters began.
Then the race for
“And we’re engaged, aren’t we,
Kitty?” said Gibson, ecstatically,
“Yes,” Kitty admitted.
“And may I tell?”
“As soon as you like.”
“And you love me?”
“Why else should I marry you?”
said Kitty, with a glance that tried to
be arch, and then her eyes returned
to the flying figures in the race and
followed the two in the lead—Charlie
Earl on High-flier and Dicky Tremont
on his big gray mare, Swallow.
Swallow was ahead at the first and
second hurdles, but at the third High¬
flier was gaining on her, and they rose
to it almost simultaneously. Swallow’s
hind legs caught on the top bar, and
down she came with a thud and a
crash, knocking against High-flier’s
front legs, and bringing him down be¬
side her. Dicky was tumbled head
over-heels, but jumped up almost in¬
stantly. Charlie was thrown ahead as
straight as an arrow, and fell full
length on the trade—and did not move.
Kitty’s hands clinched tight over
the reins for a second—then with a
loud shriek she gathered up her skirts
and leaped to the ground. She ran to
the place where Charlie lay—she
forced her way through the crowd that
surrounded him, and falling on her
knees beside him, she began dabbing
helplessly at his face with her hand¬
kerchief. while her tears fell on him.
“Charlie! Charlie! Oh, Charlie!”
she wailed, regardless of the staring
faces—regardlehs of everything save
that the man she had sworn she hated
was apparently dying, or dead.
Charlie slowly opened liis eyes.
“Do you—take—it—back?” he said
feebly.
“Yes, oh, yes!” said Kitty. “I
never*' meant it. I loved you all the
time!”
Charlie sat up with astounding alac
rity.
“I wasn’t much hurt,” he said. “My
breath was knocked out of me—but I
thought that would get you! Oh,
Kitty, you darling!”
•He caught her bauds and laughed
with joyous impudence right in her
face—aud she laughed with him.—The
White Elephant.
Ivory in tlie Yukon Valley.
Among the miners to return from
the Klondike was John YTlkenson, of
Nanaimo, British Colombia. He
brought with him $40,000, the result
of three months’ work. While Mr.
Wilkenson has laid the foundation of
a fortune, liis eye has not been single
to gold. He says that large and ex¬
ceptionally fine specimens of ivory
were found last season solidly imbed¬
ded in icy gravel. Ivory tusks of
mastodons weighing as much as 150
pounds have been found in an excel¬
lent state of preservation. Piles and
piles of bones have been taken out,
aud there is every indication that dur¬
ing some prehistoric period large
bands of mastodons grazed over the
great plains of the Yukon valley. That
was during an age, no doubt, when the
country was subject to tropical influ¬
ences.
There are indications on every hand
to show that rank tropical vegetation
once covered the great frozen region
of the northwestern part of Alaska.
While working one of these claims Mr.
Y’ilkeuson found a leg bone of a mas¬
todon covered with flesh. It was
taken from a bed of ice, and was after¬
ward sent to the Dominion Museum
at Ottawa.—Seattle (Y 7 ash.) dispatch
to Chicago Tribune.
Are X Bays Dangerous?
A number of persons who have been
experimented on with the X rays, de¬
clare that they cause exceedingly
violent palpitation of the heart, which
after a short time becomes intolerable.
The uses of the rays are so many that
it is important to know that the inter¬
position of a metal plate is a very
great advantage, aud prevents much
of the distress which the uninterrupted
rays are likely to cause.
The morphine habit becomes prac
tically incurable in five years. The
user alcoholic spirits may continue
eigrlxt or ten years before he reaches
the incurable stage. This will depend
on the free intervals between the time
0 f using spirits. Ylien he becomes
incurable he may abstain, but the in
j ure d brain and nervous system never
recover.—Quarterly Journal of Ine
briety .
——-“
sieo P m s m a Cannon,
The _ largest cannon m the world was
taken by the British when India was
conquered. The cannon was cast
about the year 1500, and was the work
of achief named ChulebyKoomy Khan,
of Ahmednugger. fitted^ The inside of the t.!
gun is with .eat., and i,w
r :: ,he Bri t h offlcers *
go for a quiet noond.j , sleep.
.
Bill IP'S III 1111.
WILLIAM RECEIVES A COMMUNI¬
CATION FROM AN OLD FRIEND.
INTERESTING GEORGIA HISTORY.
Incidents Which Occurred When Indians
Koamcd the Forests of the Empire
State of the South.
I thought that almost everybody was
dead but me, especially since Jndge
Clark died, the man of memories, the
historian, the jurist, the amiable and
lovable citizen. I want his book as
soon as Mrs. Wyly has it published.
I know it will be a treasure to the old
people, and should be to the young.
I thought that all my contemporaries
who were familiar with the public af¬
fairs of fifty and sixty years ago were
dead, but I was mistaken. Quite a
flood of historic letters have come to
me of late from venerable and scholar¬
ly men who have awakened from their
long retirement and write me some
most interesting recollections of men
and events of bygone dnjrs. What
careful, artistic penmanship illumines
most of these letters, reminding me of
my father’s, and John McPherson
Berrien’s, and Henry K. Jackson’s and
others who were trained to write by
the schoolmasters of the olden time.
Here is a long and scholarly letter
from Mr. S. P. Hale, of Madisonville,
Tenn., who is now in his seventy
fourth year, and whose father was an
officer in the army that moved the
Cherokees beyond the Mississippi
river. It took many months for the
soldiers to gather these Indians to¬
gether, for they kept in hiding as long
as possible, Hale’s and ivhile this was going
on Mr. father and his family
were located at New Echota, in what
is now Gordon county. “We lived,”
says Mr. Hale, “in a house that my
father rented from Boudinot, and he
purchased from him many articles of
handsome furniture, among which was
a heavy folding leaf dining table made
of cherry wood and finished in artistic
style. This table has been in the fam¬
ily ever since and is now in my house,
and on it we eat our humble meal*
three times a day. I prize it highly a*
a souvenir of my childhood, for I was
then only 12 years old. I remember well
seeing Mr. Boudinot and John Bidge
and other notable Indians in confer¬
ence there. Ridge was tall, erect and
copper-colored; nose equiline, eyes
black aud piercing, and hair straight,
black and coarse. He dressed like a
white man and spoke broken English
fluently. His father was an Indian,
his mother a half breed, and he was
educated at a Moravian mission schodl.
“Boudinot was not so tall, but was
a heavier, broader man with attractive
features and polished manners. He
dressed stylishly, wore a tall silk hat
and spoke English in its purity. He
published a newspaper at New Echota
in the Indian dialect, and we boys did
often play with the type. Boudinot,
whose Indian name was Charles Yann,
was of mixed blood, and while at the
mission school attracted the attention
of Elias Boudinot, a wealthy gentle¬
man of Philadelphia, who adopted
him and gave him his Huguenot name.
This is the same philanthropist who
was the founder aud first president of
the American Bible Society, and gave
it $10,000 to start on. Eis will con¬
tained many bequests to charity, and
among them one of $2,000 to provide
spectacles for poor old women.
“But can you tell me anything of
Paschal—Lieutenant Paschal. I think
he was a Georgian. He was there at
New Echota on General Wood’s staff
as aide de camp and came there with
Captain Derrick’s company from Dah
lonega. He fell desperately in love
with John Ridge’s only daughter, Sa¬
rah, a beautiful and lovely girl, and
the best horsewoman I ever saw. He
courted her and married her there.
They spent some time at our house
and their marriage was quite a roman¬
tic episode in our monotonous life.
During their courtship she one day
expressed a desire to ride my father’s
horse, ‘Muekle John,’ a steed of blood
and mettle. My father reluctantly
consented and for her safety had a
bridle with a very severe bit put on
him. Paschal vas mounted .on a fast
T Indian pony and ... they were soon away
girl about propped to return to the bappv. bridles laughing and let! j
swap
Muekle John go as fast as he pleased.
Paschal tried to exchange without her
dismounting, but the moment Muekle j
John found his mouth free he gave a :
snort and started home on a wild oan- j
ter. In vain did Paschal try to over
ride his sweetheart. It was a John 1
Gilpin race and Muekle John never !
slackened his speed until he reached
the horse block where his rider had !
mounted. She was wild with lauchter i
ftnd excitement and declared it was
tbe filie6t ride of ber iife and that
^ ben the borse got tired sbft lasbed j
b j m on But J noor Paschal “t did not for
ft lonc . time r OV(LT from be shock ‘ 1 for
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brM .
and many t ars ego I read something
about a Judge Paschal .out in Texas.
Is he the same man?”
I suppose that he was, for Paschal
did live in Texas for several years and
published a paper in Austin, and in
1859 contributed largely to the election
of his friend, Sam Houston as gover¬
nor. He settled first in Arkansas and
practiced law and soon won distinction
and was elected judge of the supreme
court in 1841. In 1869 he r- moved to
Washington city and founded the law
department of Georgetown University
and became its president and there
received the degree of LL.D. He
published and compiled many law
books and also wrote a biography of
General Sam Houston. It is with
pride that we give this sketch of this
notable and gifted man, for he was a
Georgian born in Greene county, edu¬
cated at Mercer and admitted to the
bar in 1831 at Washington, in Wilke*
county. He died in 1872. I wonder
if there were any quadroon children
born to his Indian wife. No doubt he
has relatives living in Georgia who can
tell.
In perusing these ancient records I
find that Governor Troup, the noblest
Roman of them all, was a full-blooded
cousin to that famous Indian chief¬
tain, General William McIntosh, and
that the general’s father was, as is
usual, a Scotchman who took an In
dian wife. Governor Troup’s mother
and McIntosh’s father were brother
and sister. McIntosh was chief of the
Creeks, and like Ridge and Boudinot
was assassinated for signing the treaty
that ceded the Creek lands to Georgia.
I tell you, these Scotchmen, or Scotch
Irish, as George Adair calls them,
were on the wild hunt for Indian
wives, and they had the pick and took
the best of them. Even Osceola was
the son of a Scotchman. Maybe my
friend George Adair has a streak of
injun blood in him, who knows? If
Evan Howell hasn’t, then all signs fail
in the face.
It is sad to realize that in a few
years more not a man or woman will be
left who mingled with the aboriginal
owners of Georgia soil—these Creeks
and Cherokees and Seminoles, who
gave kind welcome to our ancestors,
only to be despoiled of their homes—
not a man left to tell of their trials and
tribulations.
Big John Underwood, the Roman
runagee, who fled from the foul inva¬
der and for lack of any better trans¬
portation drove a steer in the shafts of
a one-horse wagon, and for lack of
harness bored a hole through the dash¬
board and drew the steer’s tail through
aud tied the end in a knot, used to
tell me many stories about the indians,
for he lived among them away back in
the 30’s. He, too, tried to marry an
Indian maiden, but he wasn’t a Scotch¬
man and couldn’t shoot the crossbow
nor the long bow aud so she wouldn’t
have him. These Indians had great
admiration for the archer’s skill. I
remember visiting the wigwam of an
old Indian on Sawny’s mountain,
near Cumming, Ga. I, too, was , then
a lad of twelve years and got the old
man’s grandsons to shoot for me ana
my young cousins. Splitting the up¬
per end of a small stick that was
about three feet long, I inserted a
silver quarter in the split and stuck
the other end in the ground. At thirty
yards the boys would hit the quar¬
ter with an arrow almost every
time, and, of course I gave it to
them. How did they ever learn to do
this? I asked of the old man. They
begin, he said, almost as soon as they
can walk. First they shoot at a big
tree, and then a smaller one, and then
a still smaller one, and keep on from
year to year until they can knock out
a squirrel’s eye. In 1846 I visited an
uncle in Smith county, Mississippi,
and found a remnant of the Chioka
saws there. They were friendly and
kind and very expert in killing deer
by shining their eyes at night. My
cousins and I we/A with them one
night, but uuhappily they shined the
eyes of a yearling calf that belonged
to one of the neighbors and shot him.
It mortified and troubled them very
much, but as they went hunting on
our account, we quieted their fears by
paying for the calf the next day.
I forgot to mention that Elias Bou¬
dinot, the philanthropist, wrote a very
learned treatise to prove that the
Indians of North America all descend¬
ed from the lost tribes of Israel, and
his book made many converts to that
belief.
And now the sad news comes that
General Avery is dead—my genial,
loving * friend of forty rears—a man
’
. T alw i ove d to meet whether
1< ? om ( ? r c n ie * 11 eTva
°^ £ ood pleasant , cheer he . was. winf Yua.
-
kind meetings he always gave. Y hat
thoughtful comments on men and ie
eTents * ke da J* Georgia can i
afford to lose such men as Geneim
Avery and Judge Clark, but still tae
"orld moves on. “Close up, close
U P- is the word from the Great Com
mander, and the gaps that death makes
iu our ranks are closed and soon for
gotten.—Bum Arp in Atlanta Consti
tution.
Lightning M . Liberated , .. a Canary Bird Bird.
Lightning sometimes plays queer
freaks, as when it melted the wire
from which hung a Berwick canary’s
ratm the catre falling 3 to the floor and
m wtoh was not
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ial.
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CONVICTS MAY BE m TO WO!
ON PUBLIC ROADS.
ATTORNEY GENERAL’S STATEMQ
Four Plans By Which the Misdoing
Convicts May Be Worked -Oth
er
Georgia News.
the Attorney General Terrell has i SJ ,
ment: following self-explanatory J 1
Misdemeanor convicts m ay be led
worked in four ways:
First. Upon the chaingang of the
Where the convict cot
is sentenced.
Second. Upon the chaingaag of anv
corporated town, city or village 0 f
county.
Third. Upon the chaingang of aav
county of the o
state under a contract
tween the authorities of the two eo untie
terested.
Fourth. Upon any works except meo]
ical pursuits wherein the products of t]
labor will come into competition with
products of free labor, that the countv
thoritles may see fit to employ the chi
gang, provided, the control of the conv
is not given to private persons. Under l
latter plan the county authorities may
ploy them upon the farm of a private pen
employ them at cutting timber for the s
mill of a private person, etc:, buttheeou
authorities must retain control of the t
victs and not let any private person h
management or control of them.
Camps Are Breaking Up.
Of the eight hundred misdemea
convicts illegally confined in prh
camps in Georgia three hundred li
already been unshackled from tl
lawless bondage and put to work u;
the public roads of the counties vh
convicted them. The camps rt
still exist are slowly but surely dia
tegrating, and it is now a question
a very short time when the good wi
of reform which Governor Atkins
inaugurated a few months ago
crowned with complete success.
Every day brings fresh evidence
the healthy work of the leaven of
form in this loaf of illegality. Aires
the counties of Jasper, Hancock, Ei
mond, YTlkes, Elbert, Bulloch, j
pling and Y 7 ashington have joined
the good work, and the meeting of
fall term of other superior and cou]
courts will unquestionably compl
the job. Governor Atkinson s
that he does not believe there will
a single private misdemeanor com
camp in Georgia by the time the a
legislature meets, and there is plfl
of evidence to sustain his predict)
* * *
There was one witness before
Fulton county grand jury whichl
dieted Y 7 B. Fuller, who gave sd
. s<j
startling testimony and furnished
evidence which puts the prisoner ;
bad light. The witness was
Brown, Fuller. of Woodbury, Mr. Brown the brotherj stated t
law* of arrested j
after Fuller had been le.tej
carried to Atlanta, he wrote a
a friend in Woodbury asking o' iD j
get his coat and destroy what he foij
in the pockets. Y 7 hen Fuller v as j
rested at a sawmill, near Woodbd
he was not given time to go home a
get his coat. When the letter was
ceived the coat was founu an
piockets searched and a bottle o* ®
phiue was discovered. Tite ! •
had been anxiety purchased about in having Atlanta,^ «
Fuller’s that ae
stroyed pointed to the fact
bought it for the purpose of
to the child.
W. W. Williamsor, «
Captain Georgia team £ *
captained the
Girt, has received a challenge m
Georgia men from the i "'em 1 »
regiment of New York, winch
accepted, and the match " - 1 *__
the Avondale range,near Sav -
on day. The T'.ven
on Thanksgiving maul of >*
third regiment contains
York’s crack shots state and at bea those ^
resented the ^
their recent work at bea T l * .
the Georgia boys loci
ever, huge joke, an
challenge as a returned sav la¬ f
them who have They
test will be all one way. - ^
they will give the * ev
good time, but they will h^e
them a lesson on the range.
third time Comm „ ' *
r m i bids for the •
rece ve
- cnrmlv of fertilize 1 mg'
55* , company, of Denw*<- •.
, the contract won
n n nev ul “U
tbat reaso b
bed for. The socce^ 1
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d that if they m 1 ,
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tk ' e0 ntract bv l» st J -I
jomd matter go. >*^- ^
ission the>cireum er
3 stating informing dm ; ^
o L the bid ami
bids would be
uatil the noon hoar
Owing to the nea- -
ber the JV. se * it is necessary and xJe tn-* , ' . _ <
be once.
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