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Volume VI.
“INDEPENDENT IN ALL THINGS.”
CONYERS, GEORGIA, JUNE 8, 1883.
MOTTO IN A WEDDING RING.
A lover gave the golden ring
Into the goldsmith’s hand.
“Give me,’ he said, “a tender
Within this golden band.”
The goldsmith graved,
With careful art,
“Till death us part.”
The wedding bells rang gladly out;
The husband said: “Oh, wife,
Together we shall share the grief,
The happiness of life.
I give to thee
My band ray heart.
Till death us part.”
’Twas she that lifted then his hand,
(O, love that this should be!)
Then on it placed the golden band,
And whispered, tenderly;
“Till death us join,
Lo, I am thine
And I am thine.
“And when death jolns'we nevermore
Shall know an aching heart;
The bridal of that better love
Death has no power to part.
That troth will he
Vor thee and me
Eternity.”
So, up the hill and down the hill
Through fifty changing years,
They shared each other’s happiness,
They dried each other’s tears,
Alas! Alas!
That death’s cold dart
• Huch love can part!
But ODe sad day she stood alone
Beside the narrow bed,
She drew the ring from off her hand.
And to tiie^goldsmith said:
“ Oh, man, who graved
With careful art,
‘Till death us part,’
“Now grave four other -words for me:
•Til death ns join.’ ” He took
Tho precious golden band once more,
With a solemn, wistful look.
Aud wrought with care,
For love, not coin,
“Till death us joiu.”
—Exchange.
WRAITH OF THE JUNCTION
“It’s going to be an awful night, Ned.’’
And as she spoke the giri shivered beneath
her cloak, though she strove to conceal the
movement.
They stood at the entrance of a wild
mountain pass, beside the panting engine
which was to draw a heavily laden train
over fifty miles of the most dangerous road
be found in the great West, The day
was just endingin dismal blackness had
one in which r^in bad fought with the
for the mastery, and, being conquered,
in its flight been sent hither and thith¬
in blinding sheets. Every torrent which
its way from the heights above was
madly, roaring and hissing under
bridges which spanned the deep chan¬
which had been perhaps centuries in
their present depths, as if angry
being lashed so furiously by the tem¬
now abroad in the mountains.
Ned Lester, the engineer whoqg Katie
kept on at his work without look,
up as he replied,—
‘Yes, ’tis rather lonely out to night. But
I don't mind it. I ve seen many full
bad."
"I don’t know when," responded the girl
for such Katy was. “I never
the wind bowl so mournfully, nor the
sound so madly as it does to night.
1 1 hail worry about you till I know you’re
beyond the mountains.”
“Worry, Katy! Why should you?” And
the strong young man now paused with his
lantern in his hand, and looked anxiously
into the face of the girl. “You haven’t seen
it—that thing—again?"
Katy's eyes were at that moment turned
away, and Ned, could not see the expression
they wore. have,”
“You will laugh at me if I say I
she said ; “but I cannot help it. I don’t
want to see it, indeed I don’t. It never
comeB except just before something dread
ful. You remember the last time was when
Ben Anderson went down.”
“Poor Ben!”
The engineer’s face wore a cloud for an
instant In spite of himself, the words of
Katy sent a chill through him. He could
not understand the girl. She was a strange
creature. Often he had wondered for hours
at some peculiar expression she let fall on
occasions like this, when he drew up at the
Glen to look his engine over before starting
out on the perilous ride before him.
“I don’t blame you, Katy,” he continued,
trying to smile. “It must be unpleasant to
have such things haunting one. I’ll promise
yon ti. keep a sharp eye out to-night. Don’t
let your heart grow lonely thinking of me.
’Twouldu’t do any good, and ’ll only make
the hours pass more slowly. Now good
He stood with one foot on the step.
Leaning down, he felt the lips of the girl up
on his own for a moment. Then she whis
pered,— should
“Ned, would you believe it if you
see that yourself? Would it make you more
careful?”
There was an earnestness about her
question that almost caused the young man
to shrink from the touch she laid on his
arm.
“Whv Katy, I’m always careful, you
know - I can’t bear to think of such a thing,
I ef s put it away from our minds. I shall
be ad right"
“But would you? I must have an answer,
n
“Yes, then. I think I should be more
cautious, would expect semething trouble
some if such a thing should appear to me,
“ But it won’t I'm not one of the kind they
, 'we R„ t Smart is getting in a
hnrrv must be off. Good night, again."
r'irther moment he had mounted his
fiery S steed, and pulling the lever, started
i train with its precious freight of human
lives out into the darkness lying ahead,
while the girl went back to the little house
she occupied almost alone at that lonely
place as watchman for the great railroad.
Two years prior to that time, her father
had held the same position. In a tempest
such as the one now howling abroad he had
been carried away on a high bridge over
which he was hastening to warn an ap¬
proaching train of danger. Since then there
had been two disasters along the fifty miles
which lay around the side of the mountain,
and before each one of them there had come
to Katy Grent the wraith of her dead fath¬
er, just as it had come now.
“God grant it may mean nothing to Ned!”
she said feverently, as she placed a lamp in
the window, where its rays fell far along the
track, dispelling the shadows, “for I love
him better than all the world besidel”
Ned Lester’s lace wore a determined look
as he stood at his post that night, yet it was
plain to see that the words of Katy had
brought uneasiness to his mind.
He see the wraith of old Great, the dead
watchman! He remembe-ed what bad
come to all those who had had the misfor¬
tune to look upon it, and could not repress
a shudder. Then he threw off this emo¬
tion.
“Pshaw!” he muttered, hardly above his
breath. “This is all nonsense. I mnsn’t
give way like this. No man on the line has
the reputation of being more careful than 1
am. If Katy has seen that thing it may
not mean anything to me."
He looked out ahead The ronte ran
along the side of the mountain which tower
ed away overhead, further than the eye
could reach Now and then the train thun¬
dered across long bridges which extended
like threads from bank to bank of ravines
almost boundless, and which it made one
dizzy to look into, while on the other side
nothing met the eye but darkness seemingly
palpable.
Turning his gaze behind, Ned saw the
long train creeping along like some great
serpent winding its way over a crooked
track. And everywhere the wind and rain.
What a storm it was! Who can wonder if
the young engineer, lion-hearted though he
was, wished the run were over? But he
must face the night and the tempest.
At a little way station apparently crowd¬
ed into a niche in the rocks, the train halted
for orders. The engine, hissing like some
uneasy demon, drew up slowly, and Ned
leaped down for the instructions he was
wont to receive here.
The wind caught him the moment he was
on the ground, and hurrii d him swiftly to¬
ward the rear of the train, while the rain
splashed heavily upon him. Once he al¬
most lost his breath. Pulling his coat clqset
about him, he battled with the storm king.
Suddenly something touched him, Turn¬
ing abruptly, he caught a piece of paper
which fluttered into his hand from some
source unknown to him, for no one was
within reach. Raising his lantern, he stared
at the words written upon the sheet in clear,
bold characters. They were:—
“Do not pass Riverton Junction without
orders. Meet extra Twelve at Landreths
and take switch."
“Not pass P.iverton Junction! I wonder
what’s up?” soliloquized Ned, starting back
toward his engine. “This is something un
usual. I never took the switch at Landreth’s
in my life. Wonder if Stuart knows any
thing about this? ’
Pausing a moment, he then bounded back
to find the conductor, stiff holding ttie slip
in his band.
“How is this, Stuart? Why do we take
switch to-night at Landreth s? ne asked
standing beside the conductor.
“Take the switch at Landreth’s! You are
wrong, Ned,” wag vhe startling reply. “We
stop nowhere, but go through without stop,
as usual. Everything has to get out of the
way for us,”
“But see here. 1 have orders to— Great
heaven! What does this mean?”
He raised his hand to show the paper
which he had a moment before received.
It was gonel
The engineer turned pale, and trembled
What was the meaning of this thing? He
knew he had held the orders when he came
up. Distinctly had he read the words. Yet
the papei had disappeared, Might it not be
that the wind had snatched it out of his
grasp? Search revealed nothing.
“You are dead sure, S’uart, that we don’t
stop at Landreth s to-night?”
“Sure?" As sure as that I stand here
Read. .
The conductor held up his orders, and
Ned saw that he wa3 right.
Without a word the astonished engineer
weut back to his seat in the locomotive
He seemed like one in a dream. Over and
over again the question formed itself in his
mind: “What does this mean ? What can
it mean ?” Question as he would, no reply
suggested itself. Once he thought the night
operator might have made a mistake; but
this idea vanished as speedily as it came;
there could be no doubt about the operator s
accuracy: Hai he an enemy who had
taken this means of injuring him? This
too, seemed far from likely; lor nowhere in
the world was there any one that hated him.
Beside, upon noneof these theories coold he
accountfor the mysterious disappearance
the of paper That was the thing which
put to rout ah his fancies on the subject.
Sti'l moving like a man in his sleep, Ned
started out ag’in into the night Blacker
than ever seemed the sky overhead, and
more bounding the g nets of w„,d and rain
Tn epite of the blazing headlight which did
its best to dispel the gloom, the engineer
could not see more tnan a hundred yards
ahead, though he bent forward and peered
1 earnestly over the track, Now and men a
| sharp curve would completely shut out the
short view he otherwise would have bad,
j and it was impossible to know what lay
in the way.
Ned Hope was not a superstitious man.
No braver handled the iever on the line ;
but the curious thing which had just hap¬
pened to him, coming so closely upon the
words of warning uttered by Katy Grent,
was almost enough to unsettle any man.
There was so much dependent upon him !
On and on rumbled the heavy train, and
Ned thought with satisfaction that every
turn of the nightly drivers brought him
nearer the plains beyond the mountain.
Now they came shooting up to Landretli’s.
Would he find extra Twelve here, as the
mysterious telegram had led him to infer 7
Eagerly Ned leaned forward to catch the
glare which would answer this question.
He more than half expected to see it, though
never before had he done so. He was be¬
ginning to believe that in spite of his hopes
there was something behind this singular
warning.
There it was! The blaze from the extra
train lying off at the switch lighted up the
darkness just ahead. Almost instiuctively
Ned pulled the throttle, for'Riverton Junc¬
tion lay only half a mile beyond. Then,
as if half ashamed, he threw it open again
and the train flew on.
Just beyond Riverton Station there
stretched the longest bridge on the ronte,
spanning one of the deepest defiles, at the
bottom'of which roared a rapid stream now
thrice its usual size Often had Ned gazed
iuto the depths of that chasm, and a hush
came over his soul now when he thought
what would be the result should an accident
take place there.
Ashe approached the Junction once more
his hand sought the lever and again it was
withdrawn. What was the matter with hitn7
He asked the question and tried to laugh.
Did not the conductor say they were to go
through without stop? Had not his own
eyes seen the orders 7 This was only weak¬
ness. He would overcome it; and setting
his teeth grimly together, the young man
stood in his place, and the train swept past
the station, nothing being visible but a
glimmer of the lights shining through the
storm,
A few minutes more, and the engineer
saw the long bridge in advance. At that
instant something appeared on the timbers
of the structure ahead. Rubbing his eyes,
Ned stared out of his window at the object.
A man’s form, yet it was no mortal. A
weired, ghostly thing, which waved a lan¬
tern widly in its hand while it tottered
along between the railst
Nearer and nearer drew the train, and
Ned, with his fingers glued to the lever,
J tood like one struck dumb, for he knew at
that moment that something awful was be
tore him. The face of the wraith was that
of old Grent! As the engine came abreast
of the apparition, there was such a beseech¬
ing look upon the face upturned to Ned’s
that he exclaimed,—
“Great heaven I Bill, look at '.hat thing.
The fireman leaped to Ned’s side and
peered out of the cab. Nothing hut dense
blackness met his gaze. The wrai h bad
vanished.
With pale cheeks, the engineer reversed
his lever. He could not go on heedless
after that. Now the train, already upon
the bridge, came to a stop, and the deafning
howl of the steam hurling itself down the
precipice fell upon his ear.
Springing down from the locomotive,
the engineer groped his way out over the
iridge with his lantern in his hand. He
could feel the structure tremble beneath
aim, and he fancied it swayed two and fro
irom side to side. He clung tightly to the
teams for safety, for the wind blew a hur¬
ricane, and nearly carried him away.
A few paces further, and he came to a
dead halt, glaring like a maniac before him.
At his feet yawned an abyss a hundred feet
deep. The bridge had been broken at the
centre pier, and dahed into the valley below
a erased and ruined mass I
A Strange Case.
A curious story is told of a man who is
-iuffering from a deadening of the nerves.
The recognition of any kind of feeling is
delayed; sensation follows an act performed
just a minute and four seconds after the
performance. For example, should he prick
iiis finger the pain would be felt just one
minute aud four seconds alter the puncture.
There is. no diminution or loss of sensation
au J concioasness, and feeling is just as
acute as if he were in a normal condition ;
it is only delayed in transmission, owing to
gonle organic cerebral deficency or poison
, n g. There is also an absence of the mas
cu ) ar tension or rigidity noticeable in well
defined cases of catalepsy. To describe his
ease ag one 0 f extreme nervous prostration
would be incorrect. It is only a temporary
inertitude, a slow communication to the
brain of an action performed. The eyes,
ears. nose and all the senses are similarly
afficted, and acknowledge impressions ac
cording to their nearness to or distance
from the brain. Should the gentleman stub
his toe, while walking on the street, he would
travel half a block before he became con
ciousofit. Should he strike his head against
something, the seusation would be trans
; mitted sooner. He hears himself talk about
j thirty seconds after he has uttered the words
and in eating tastes his food several seconds
after it is masticated and swallowed. For
exsample, he eats a plate of soup, and imme
diateiy after finishing itcommencee on meat,
By the time be is industriously feeding on
the meat he begins to taste his soup He
’ is not at all sensitive concerning his abnor-
1 the ^condition, inordinate use which of tooacco. doctors attribute to
C. W. WHITE, Publisher.
Number 12.
The Many Things Into Which Paper is
Made.
A tall man, with sharp features and a
thoughtful air, sat in a small study, and
gazed gravely at a brown object that lay at
his feet.
“It is a paper railroad cross tie,” he said.
The reporter raised it with some difficulty.
It was of very close fibre, and so highly pol¬
ished that it resembled rosewood. Its in¬
ventor tapped it with his nail, aud said:
“It doesn’t look much like paper, does
u?”
“It seems more like iron. Is it possible
that it is made of paper?”
“Oh, yes; almost anything can now be
made of paper. A paper ball can be ren¬
dered so solid that nothing will indent it but
a diamond tool. Car wheels are now made
of paper. Its strength is astonishing. You
can suspend 330 pounds from a Bank of
England note and it will not part. Bath
tubs, pots, plates, knives, forks, cooking
stoves, printing presses, steam engines and
chimneys are made of paper nowadays, and
there is absolutely no limit to the uses to
which it may be put.”
“Have paper cross ties ever been used?’
“Not yet. The cross tie is my invention.’
“How did you happen to think of it?”
“Well, I didn’t happen to think of it, ex.
actly. I started out deliberately to invent
a substitute for the wooden cross tie or
sleeper; and I kept steadily at it nntil I was
successful. I thought of paper. There are
scores of mills in the country where paper,
straw, prairie grass, and other fibrous sub¬
stances are converted in Btraw board. The
process is simple. The straw is reduced to
a pulp aud run out into hoards. These
straw boards are gold all over the country
as substitutes for wood. My invention util
izes straw board. The cross tie is construct¬
ed of sheets or layers of paper or straw
hoard, laid one upon another, cemented and
compressed into molds. It makes a perfect
cross tie. It is practically water and fire
proof, as it is manufactured under 500 de
grees of heat Atmospheric changes have
no i fDct on it. It can be made as cheap as
wood at the present time, and will last at
least twenty-five years.—New York Sun
The Altitude of Boys.
The Superintendent of the Public Schools
of Denver, having noticed that small boys
are of assorted sizes, has tried to discover
the physical causes which make one variety
of small boys taller than another. Follow¬
ing the truly scientific method, he first as¬
sumed that boys born at the level of the sea
would grow taller than boys born at any
given height above it—or, in other words,
that the height of small boys varies inversely
as the elevation of their habitat.
The Denver School Superintendent may
be well acquainted with books, but he evi¬
dently knows very little of boys. Variation
in the height of small boys is due, not to
climate influence, but to fruit influence. In
countries where apple trees abound small
boys are tall, as in the New England States.
In countries where apples are scarce and
melons abundant, as in most Southern
Countries, small boys are smaller than they
are els 3 where. The reason is obvious. In
New England the constant effort to reach
up to an apple tree bough and steal a few
apples stretches the small boy to his utmost
height, and as this process is constantly re¬
peated, the small boy becomes elongated,
or, in other words, grows tall. In the South¬
ern states the act of stealing melons re¬
quires the small boy to bow down in order
to inspect and pick his melons. Consequent
ly he is rarely stretched to bis full height,
and, of ccurse, does not become as tall as
the boys ol the apple-growing regions.
Remarkable Surgical Operation.
A Paris letter says that t ie young man
who an operation was perf irmed for the
extraction of a spoon from h s stomach has
completely recovered from the effects of the
hazardus operation, and is now enjoying his
usual health. Interesting particulars are
given of this operation, which was performed
by Dr. Felizet. Iiy the use of the Faueher
tube introduced through the mouth the
stomach was fully cleansed prior to the nov
operation, which prevented the risk of per¬
itonitis. An ineiaion was then made in the
epigastric region, in order to render the
coat of the stomach easily accessible, M.
Felizet employed the following contrivance.
To the end projf cling from the man’s mouth
he fitted a spherical vessel containing ether.
This he heated by submersion in water of
sixty degrees temper iture. The ether vap¬
or rushing through the tube filled the stom¬
ach, which, becom-ngdistended, was brought
forward to the wound effected by the oper¬
ator’s knife. The spoon was thus readily
found and extracted. It measured over
nine inches. 1 s had been accidentally swal
owed by the man, a waiter at a cafe, in the
attempt to imitate the feats of a famous
sword-swai !< w. r.
It is not srffi ;ie’t that we introduce the
young into an aimosphere of virtue, so
called. It most be also bright and clear
j with happiness and energy, if it is to win
young hearts. Where religion is made
gloomy, virtue melancholy, and all duty
tinged with the sombre hue of self-restraint,
it is certain that young and joyous natures
will shrink from them. Such religion is
not religious; such virtue is not virtuous; it
rather shows itself to be the enemy of true
goodness by driving away by its repellent
aspect those who might embrace it. Hap -
piness is the twin-sister of right doing. To
preserve their union with sacred care is the
highest office of philanthropy; to divorce
them is the wr-troad to degradation and
mn.
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ALL SORTS.
Thing8’worth noing—Invitations to drink.
—Boston Star.
Breaches of promise—Those your tailor
didn't bring home.—Chicago Herald.
The musician, like the cook, makes his
bread out of his do.—Boston Transcript.
Type-setters’ song—“We never speak as
we pass ’pie.’ ’’—New York Advertiser.
Why are bores like trees? Because we
ove th m best when they leave,—Oil City
Derrick.
What did the paper weight for?—New
South. Probably tor its ink,—come—Geor¬
gia Major.
Could the pitcher of a base ball team be
spoken of as “the power behind the thrown?"
—Life.
The wig is the missing link. It is neither
man nor monkey, but a bare boon.—Boston
Transcript.
A bee often meets with reverses, hut as a
rule he is successful iu the end.—Rochester
Post-Express. ,
A man in Rochester has such a cracked
voice that he rarely says anything without
breaking his word.—Rochester Post Ex¬
press.
A California man choked himself to death
with a tape measure. The coroner’s verdict
was that he died by inches.—Burlington
Free Press.
A new paper in New York is called the
Lamb. The proprietors will probably have
hard work to keep the wolf from the door,
—Boston Transcript.
The oldest song in existence is said to be:
“We won’t go home till morning.” It evi¬
dently belongs to very early times.—Music¬
al Herald. •
The Grecian authorities now exclude
American pork. Greece without pork must
be almost as bad as pork without greace.—
Boston Transcript,
Dr. Potter, of N- w York laments "the
decay of enthusiasm.’’ He should watch
the small boy on the morning of the circus.
—Hartford Post.
A genius advertised—“A sewing machine
for twenty-live cents in stamps,” and his
dupes did not see the point until they
received a cambric needle.—The Book
Keeper.
A young lady being told at a recent fire
to stand back or else the hose would be
turned on her, replied: “Oh, I don’t care;
they are stripped on both sides, anyway."-—
Columbia Spectator.
A good deal of comment has been bestow¬
ed upon Red Cloud and his gold mine. If
the darkest cloud may have a silver lining,
why shouldn't a Red Cloud have a gold, one?
—Boston Transcript.
Brigham Young's grave iB utterly neglect¬
ed, and his widows never visit it. They went
there once to cry over his remains, but it
made the ground so sloppy that they al]
caught cold.—Las Vega 3 Optic.
“My Watch Below" is the singular title of
the last novel. The writer’s timepiece had
probably, by reason of a hole in his pocket,
found its way to his boot via his pant’s leg.
—Pittsburgh Telrgraph.
"I was so mad at George last night,” sai *
a girl of her sweet hea -t. “Yes,” said her
ill natured brother, "I noticed that when I
looked in the parlor you were up in arms.”
—Cincinnati Saturday Night.
Grayling is the name of a fish; Fish is the
name of the Grayling’s owner, and Fisher
is the name of her skipper, who had just
finished his fish when the Grayling went
down to the fishes,—N. Y. Sun.
An Irishman seeing a Dnde emerging
from Delmonico’s the other night exclaimed:
“Oi say. come down out of that—will yez,
from under th’hat. Maybe ye think Oi
can’t see the legs of yez a danglin’down."
_
It is Slid that a young lady can never
whistle in the presence of her lover. The
reason is obvious. He doesn’t give her a
chance. When she gets her lips in a proper
position for whistling something else always
oecurB.—Rochester Post-Express.
Jones (a wealthy prohibitionist, who is
giving a dinner to Pareber on strictly tem¬
perance principles)—“John, it is very close
in here. Can’t you open something?”
Parcher (witheagerness)—“Yes! that’s a
good idea 1 Open a bottle.”
At the bank—Cashier: “Excuse me,
madam, bnt your account is rather over¬
drawn.” Mrs. Maltravers (whoso husband
is off on business and has left her a check
book): “Oh, Mr. Cashier! that can’t be
possible. I’ve got lots of checks left yet.’
—Columbia Spectator.
Lady friend—“So yin are going to grad¬
uate next month, Celia Dear me I what a
time of it you must have I I suppose you
are nearly fagged out.” Celia—“Oh, dear,
no; mamma hires a dress maker and she
does all the sewing. All I have to do is to
try on, you know.” Lady friend—“Ah,
yes: I see.”—Boston Transcript.
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