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TOE STORY OF
FRANCIS CLUDDE.
E y staitlit J. WEYMAN.
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SYNOTSIA
Mary is queau of England. uncle, Francis Sir
ClufUR is living with Ids
Anthony, ami his cousin Petronilla, Sir
Anthony’-* daughter. Gardiner, bish
„n of Winchester, pays a visit to Sir
Antlmny, and being a Catholic is dis
hy Francis, who is at heart a
Proton"*- OH APT KB IL-Gardi
ner tells Francis who bis father is, that,
he i< a fritter and informer, and offers
to make the young man’s fortune if he
will enter his service as a spy. Francis
as k s for time to reply and runs away,
iiit-u'lingj to carve out his own fortune.
Hf,_fje~i- Gardiner, overtaken against by Clarence, whom he ‘ in- an
agent-if mob by telling them the man
cites the
is a press gang leader, and escapes on
Clarence’s horse and with his dispatches
IV,—Francis goes to an inn at St. Al¬
bans, and showing the dispatches is
thought to be a queen’s courier. Cla¬
rence arrives, and lie escapes with the
aid of a waiting maid, V. and VI.—He
reaches London and Venders aid to two
women, He and the women escape in
a boat, are attacked, and Francis is stun
ned, VII,— They are re-cued and put
in board a vessel bound for Holland.
One of the women proves to be the Duch
css of Stiff i!k, who has married a man
tamed Bertie, The other is a kinswo¬
man named Anne Brandon. Bertie R
on beard too. Being Piotegtants, they
werJ fleeing from England. Francis
tells* them hi? name is Carey. Vi il —
Thev ascend the river Rhine in a boat,
un i reach tlic house of a friend named
I.ind-t om. IX, X and XL—C ar e y
saves Dymphna, Landstrom's daughter
from the violence of a soldier and kill*
tbe man. They decile to bury the
Spaniard, but Carey sees a ghost. Van
Tree, Dyntphna’s , lover, warns them
(bat they are discovered, and they flee.
XII.—They reach Emmerich by boat.
The Dutchman’s pa. iy go to Sauron,
while Carey, Bertie and the two woinen
start for Wesel on horseback. XIII.—
They are delayed by Hoods, and the
Sp niards, led by Clarence, corue The up
with them. Carey disperses tliem.
rivers being flooded, they turn toward
Siauton. Bertie by mistake kills one of
the town guard.' XIV.—They reach
Sniton, but are besieged in the gate
house by the townsfolk, furious at the
death of a citizen. Lmdstrom appears
a n d gains release for the party, provi¬
ded the man who struck the fatal blow
be given up. To save Bertie, who is
ban, Carey surrenders. XV and XVT
—He is tried and condemned to death.
While being lei to the scaffold he is
pardoned by the Duke of Gleves, who
opportunely arrives, and Garry’s real
name is found out.
CHAPTER XVII. .
looking “Hoity, toity!” the duchess cried again,
from one to another of us when
Aune had disappeared. “What has come
to the little fool? Has sho gono crazy?”
I shook my head, too completely at sea
even to hazard a conjecture. Master Ber¬
tie shook his head also, keeping liis eyes
glued to tho door, as if ho could not be¬
lieve Anne had really gone.
T snid nothing to frighten her,” my
lady protested.
should Nothing at all,” I answered. For bow
the announcement that my real
tame was Cludcio terrify Mistress Anne
Brandon nearly out of her senses?
thoughtful Well, no,” Master Bertie agreed, his
face more thoughtful than
tsual, “so far as I hoard, you said notb
a hotter think, my jearn dear, that you liad
follow her and what it is. She
■oust be ill.”
The duchess sat down. “Iwiil go by
er! ’i hy,” sho sujd coolly, at which I was
tot much surprised, for 1 have always re
harked that women havo less sympathy
«th other womon’s ailments,‘especially
"t the nerves, than have men.
tor the moment I want to scold this
™re, silly boy here!” sho continued,
ooiing so kindly at me that 1 blushed
•ga::! and forgot all about Mistress Anile.
R think of him leaving bis home to be
-Mse a wandering his squire of dames merely
father was a—well, not quite
tat ha would havo liked him to he! I
tomcniber something about him,” she
ntinued, pursing up her lips and nod
ttg her head at us. “I fancied him dead,
owever, years ago. But there! if every
6 whose father were not quito to his lik
J h°mo and went astraying, Master
rancis, ail sensible folk would turn inn
«cpers and make their fortunes.”
It was not only that which drove me
Wired 1 “Plained. “The bishop of
Hand”— gave me clearly to under
wi kaw*ol“ lat Cuton inSCd was not tho place for
“ y ,ady 80ornfull f
^ Wit! toversiomirv interest in rhn nrnnertv' ^he P
i you and your father out of wav
J® 8 4 wly vour girl cousin I. left ’ his interest
■ mach mort ,iij. i rj
Jon e , 0
see?” " '
^recalled the whet Martin Luther had said
ttought cuckoo But I have since
hyphen that probably they botli wronged
„ of Gardiner “rij in this.' ' hi-j Ho was not a
N nal to his p ettr aD d e-statewa3 o-ri-e
«iely !ii„i. m/a™ r thfnb
that hi= i im, ...
? Coton was chinflv de-ire to use
laps 5 services ahrnriiT„ ririmriauri conjunction oer per
^eventi-iim’a With remoter ~ . and darker plan
*? tort dc J otl51 .K L ho Cludd “
*ttl<i haVe UrCh ' YU 11 ‘'“I Ct
^ *onld LvTa Jm h n ,P° | ia " SSib,e ghter had c- a “ Z d
certainly y haV ® f ’ a nu j? f f 1 ” 1
Qurpn Gary’s M lasting , favor. I .
if k ecanThis r a e
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S *^J3 Ham- had mu“b en-ieb^ uT-was
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CONYERS, GA., SATURDAY, JULY 13, 1895.
fiient.
“Tlio strangest thing of all,” the duch¬
ess continued, with alacrity, ‘-scorns to
mo to bo this—that if he had not meddled
with you ho would not have had his plans
in regard to us thwarted. If ho had not
driven you from homo, yon would never
have helped m.e to escape from London
nor been with us to fail ids agents.”
“A higher power tin,n the chancellor ar
ranged that! said Master Bertie emphat
lcally.
“ Well, ut any rate, I am glad that you
are you!” the duchess answered, rising
gnyly. "A Cludde? Why, one feels at
home again, and yet,” she continued, her
lips trembling suddenly and her eyes fill¬
ing with tears as sho looked at me, “there
was never house raised yet on nobler deed
than yours.”
“Go, go, go!” cried her husband, seeing
my embarrassment. “Go and look to that
foolish girl!”
“I will! Yet stop!” cried my lady,
pausing when she was half way across the
Door and returning, “I was forgetting
that I have another letter to open. It is
very odd that this letter was never opened
before,” sho continued, producing that
which lind lain in my haversack. “It lias
had several narrow escapes. But this time
I vow I will seo inside it. 1’ou givo rue
leave?”
“Oh, yes,"I said, smiling. “I wash
my hands of it. Whoever tho Mistress
Clarence to whom it is addressed may bo,
it is enough that her name is Clarence!
We have suffered too much at his lianas.”
“I open it, then,” my lady cried dra¬
matically. I nodded. She took her hus¬
band’s dagger and out tho green silk which
bound the packet and opened and read.
Only a few words. Then sho stopped,
and looking off the paper shivered. ‘‘I do
not understand this,” sho murmured.
“What does it mean?”
“No good, I’ll be sworn!” Master Ber
tio replied, gazing at her eagerly. “Read
it aloud, Katherine.”
“ 'To Mistress A--B--. lam adver¬
tised by my trusty agent, Master Clarence,
tiiat lio hath benefited much by your aid
in tlic matter in which I have employed
him. Such service goetli always for much,
and never for naught, with jne. In which
belief confirm yourself. For tho present,
working with him as heretofore, bo secret,
and on no account let your true senti¬
ments come to light. So you will be tlio
move valuable to me,’oven as it is more
easy to unfasten a barred dour from within
than from without.’ ”
Here the duchess broke off abruptly and
turned on us a faco full of wonder. “ What
does it mean?” slio asked.
“Is that all?” her husband said.
“Not quite,” she answered, returning
to it and reading;
“ ‘Those whom you liavo hitherto served
have too long made a mockery of sacred
things, but tiieir cup is full, and tlio busi¬
ness of seeing that they drink it Both with
me, who am not wont to be slothful in
these matters. Bo faithful and secret.
Good speed and faro you well.
“ ‘STE. W inton.’ ”
“Ono tiling is quito clear,” said Master
Bertie slowly. “That yon and I are tho
persons whose cup is full. You remember
how you once dressed up a clog in a rochet
and dandled it before Gardiner? And it
is our matter ill which Clarence is em¬
ployed. Then who is it who has been co¬
operating with him, and whose aid is of
so much value to him?”
“‘Even as it is easier,’” I muttered
thoughtfully, “ ‘to unfasten a barred door
from within than from without.’ ” What
was it of which that strango sentenco re¬
minded me? Ha! I had it. Of the night
on which wo had fled from Master Lind
strom’s house, when Mistress Anno liad
been seized with that odd fit of pervorse
ness and had almost opened the door look
ing upon tho river in spite of all I could
say or do. It was of that the sentenco re
minded me. “To whom is it addressed?”
I asked abruptly.
“To Mistress Clarence,” 1117 lady an
swered
“No—inside, I mean.”
“Oh! to Mistress A--B--. But
that gives us no clow,” she added, “It is
a disguise. You see, they are tho two first
letters of the alphabet.”
So they were, and the initial letters of
Anno Brandon! I wondered that tho
duchess did not seo it; that she did not at
onto turn ber suspicions toward the right
quarter. But she was, for a woman, sin
gularly truthful and confiding, and she
saw nothing. lie seemed
I looked at Master Bertie.
puzzled, fy discerning, I fancy, how strange
the allusions pointed to Mistress Anne,
but not daring at once to draw the infer
enee She was his wife’s kinswoman by
marriage, albeit a distant one, and much
indebted to bor. Sho liad been almost as
his own sister. She was young and fair
and to associate treachery and ingratitude
Mr ”“ a “‘ l0 °
Jatto'rtW Wh/lSl “flUitS »
see
a ^IcoullidV^firi^umofmy ■ r vague £r s£ stasu
now, l couni nuu a cun *
idea in a dozen things which had befallen , ,,
the w. had lsbked on tbTdS tne day whenttS wnen i miu
first brought out e 6 r >
S *Trmn'enTered Clareuec s interview vvith
but, as I now guessed, Anne, wearing her
cloak. I recalled the manner hi which sho
had used jne to persuade Master Bertie to
take the Wesel instead of the Santon road,
Xo doubt she had told Clarence to follow
in that direction, if by any chance woes
caped him on the island. And her despair
vtben she heard in the church porch that
I had killed Clarence at the ford! And
Her utter abandonment to fear-poor guil
ty thing!—when she thought that all her
toices had oulv led her with us to a
dreadful death! These things, in tlio light
ir> w which ' nm I now viewed them, were cogent
^ ^
luus nJL" t have been written to some ono
.hnnt said tbe duchess at length,
-To some one d"mr/ in our confidence. ‘On our
side of too as lie calls it.”
.. thot is certain,” 1 said.
“And on ™ tbe wrapper he stales her Mis
Now. who"
“Who could it have been:* That is tho
question wo havo to answer,” Master Ber
tie replied dryly. Hearing his voice, I
knew he had eomo at last to the same con-
you may CisiTihis the servants rrom rr.e in¬
quiry,” ho continued. "Tho bishop of
Winchester would scarcely write to them
in iliac style.”
“Dismiss the servants? Then who is
left!-” she protested.
“I think”— Ho lost courage, hesitated
and broke off. Sho looked at. him wuu
deringly. Jie turned tome, and gaining
conflrll)atioll Xroul my nod beg un «g« lin.
..j think 1 s j, ou](1 ask A -- jj--... ho
said.
"A--II--?” sho cried, still not see¬
ing ono whit.
“Yes; Anno Brandon,” ho answered
sternly.
Sho repeated his words softly and stood
a moment gazing at lilm. In that mo¬
ment sho saw it all. Shesatdown sudden
Jy on the chair beside her and shuddered
violently, as if siie had laid her hand un
wittingly upon a snake. “Oh, liichard,”
sho whispered, “it is too horrible!’
“I four it is too true,” lio answered
gloomily.
I shrank from looking at them, from
meeting her eyes or his. I felt as if this
shamo lind come upon us all. Tlio thought
that tho culprit might walk into tlio rqom
at any moment filled me with terror. I
turned away and looked through tho win¬
dow, leaving tlio husband and wife to¬
gether.
•‘Is it only the name you are thinking
of?” she muttered.
“No,”lio answered. “Before I left Eng¬
land to go to Calais I saw something pass
between them—between her and Clarence
—which surprised me. Only in tlio con¬
fusion of tlioso last days it slipped from
my memory for the time.
“I see, ” sho said quietly. “The villain!”
Looking back on the events of tlio last
week, I found many things made plain by
tho lurid light now cast upon them. I un
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“Not quite," she answered
derstand how Master Lindstrom’s vase
had eomo to be broken when we were dis¬
cussing tho letter, which, in my hands,
must have been a perpetual terror to the
girl, I discerned that she had purposely
sown dissension between myself and Van
Tree and recalled bow she had striven to
persuade us not to leave tho island; then
liow she had induced us to take that un¬
lucky road, finally how on the road her
horse had lagged and lagged behind, de¬
taining us all when every minute was
precious. Tlio things all dovetailed into
one another. Each by itself was weak, but
together they formed a strong scaffold—a
scaffold strong enough for tho hanging of
a man, if she had been a man! The others
appealed to me, tho duchess feverishly
anxious to bo assured one way or the
other. The very suspicion of the existence
of such treachery at her side seemed to
stifle her. Still looking out of the win¬
dow, I detailed tho proofs I diavo men¬
tioned, not gladly, heaven knows, or in
any spirit of revenge, but my duty was
rather to my companions, who had been
truo to me, than to her. I told them tho
truth as far as I knew it. The whole
wretched, miserable truth was only to bo
come known to me later.
“Iwiil go to her,” the duchess said
presently, rising from her seat.
“My dear!” her husband cried. He
stretched out liis hand, and grasping lier
skirt detained her. “You will not”—
“Do not bo afraid!” sho replied sadly as
she stooped over him and kissed his fore¬
head. “It is a thing past scolding, Rich¬
ard, past love, and even hope, and all bat
past pity. I Will be merciful as we hope
for mercy, but she can never be friend of
ours again, and some one must tell her. I
will do so and return. As for that man!”
sho continued, obscuring suddenly the
fair and noble side of her character which
she had just exhibited, and which, I con
fess, had surprised me, for I bad not
thought her capableof a generosity so un
common. “ As for that man ” Repeated,
drawing herself up to her full height,
whiie her eyes sparkleu and lier cheek grew
red, who has turned her into a vile
££*!£,““j
before I found my voice. Then I called
” , t i.q. ay us i n “v 0 u “ahl will do
’ ; ; . by going!” I r ,
“Ws”I said auiTlv “She left the
house 20 minutes ago. i saw her cross tho
rn f ket place, wearing IK. cloak and car
rying a bag. I do not think she will re
turn. 1 ’
Not return? But whither . ba» sho .
gone* they both cried at onco.
I shook my head.
“I can only guess,” ^ I said in a low
voico. I saw no more than t nave told
you,” me?” tbe
“But why did you not tell
duchess cried reproachfully. “She shall
bo brought back.”
“It would be useless, ” Master
answered. Yet I doubt if it bo os Carry
thinks. Why should she go just at this
timc ? Sho does not know that she fs fo*nd
out. .She docs not know that this letter
has fteett recovered. Not a word, mind,
was said of it before she left the room.”
“No,” I allowed, “that is true.”
I was puzzled on this point myself, now
I came to consider it. I could not see why
she had taken the alarm so opportunely,
but I maintained my opinion nevertheless.
“Something frightened her - I said
“though it may not have been the letter.
“Yes,” said the ducaess after a mo-
I suppose something mgr. Pencil ner, ns
you say. I wonder wliat it was, poor
wretch!”
It turned out that I was right. Mistress
Anno had gono Indeed, having staid, so
far as wo could learn from an examinat ion
of the room which she had shared with
Dymphna, merely to put together tho few
things which our adventures had left her
Sho had gone out from among tis in this
foreign land without a word of farewell,
without a good wish given or received,
without a soul to say godspeed! The
thought made mo tremble. If she had
died, it would liavo been different. Kow,
to feel sorrow for her as for ono who had
been with us in-hcart as well ns in body
seemed a mockery. How could we grieve
for one who had moved day by day and
hour by hour among us only tiiat with
each hour and day sho might plot and
scheme and plan our destruction? It was
impossible 1
Wo mado inquiries indeed, but without
result, and so abruptly and terribly sho
passed, for the timo, out of our knowledge,
though often afterward I recalled sadly
tho weary, hunted look which I had somo
times seen in her eyes when sho sat list¬
less and dreamy. Poor girl! Her own acts
had placed her, as the duchess said, be¬
yond love or hope, hut not beyond pity.
So it is in life. Tho day which sees
one’s trial end'sees another’s begin. We,
the duchess and her child, Master iSortie
and I, staid with our good and faithful
friends, tho Lindstroms, awhile, resting
and recruiting our strength, and during
tiiis interval, at the pressing instance of
the duchess, I wrote letters to Sir Anthony
and Potronilla, stating that I was abroad
and was well and looked presently to re¬
turn, but not disclosing my roftigo or the
names of my companions. At the end of
five days, Master Bertie being fairly strong
again and Santcn being considered unsafe
for us as a permanent residence, wo went
under guard to Wesel, where we were re¬
ceived ns peopio of quality and lodged,
there being no fitting place, in the disused
church of St. Willibrod. Here the child
was christened Peregrine—a wanderer— god¬
the governor of tlio city and I being
fathers. And here we lived in peace, al¬
beit with hearts that yearned for lie me,
for some months.
During this timo two pieces of nows
came to us from England—one that the
parliament,’though much pressed to it,
hail refused to acquiesce in the confisca¬
tion of tho duchess’ estates; the other that
our joint persecutor, the great bishop of
Winchester, was dead. This last wo at
first disbelieved. It was truo nevertheless.
Stephen Gardiner, whose vast schemes liad
lnmeshod people so far apart; in station
and indeed in all else as the duchess and
myself, was dead at last; had died toward
tlio end of 1555, at the height of his power,
■with England at his feet, and gone to his
Maker. I have known many worse men,
Wo trusted that this might open tho
way for our rotor* , but we found, on tlio
contrary, that fresh clouds wore rising.
Tho persecution of tho reformers, which
Queen Mary had begun in England, was
carried on with increasing rigor, and her
husband, who was now king of Spain ami
master of tho Netherlands, freed from tho
prudent checks of his father, was inclined
to pleasure her in this by giving what aid
lie could abroad. His minister in tho
Netherlands, tto bishop of Arras, brought
so much pressure to bear upon our protect¬
or to induco him to give us tip that it
was plain the Duko of Cloves must sooner
or later comply. We thought it better,
therefore, to remove ourselves and pres¬
ently did so, going to tho town of Winn
heim, in tlio Rhine palatinate.
Wo found ourselves not much more se¬
cure here, however, and all our efforts to
discover a safe road into Franco failing,
and tlio stock of money which the duchess
had provided beginning to give out wo
were in great straits whither to go or
what to do.
At this timo of our need, however,
Providence opened a door in a quarter
where wo least looked for it. Letters eamo
from Sigismund, the king of Poland, and
from the palatino of Wilna in that coun¬
try, inviting the duchess and Master Ber¬
tie to take up their residence there and
offering the latter an establishment and
honorable employment. Tho overture was
unbooked for and was not accepted with¬
out misgivings, Wilna boing so far dis¬
tant and there being none of our race in
that country. Ilowover, assurance of the
Polish king's good faith reached us—I say
us, for in ail their plans I was included—
through John Alasco, a nobleman who
had visited England. And in duo time we
started on this prodigious journey and
came safely to Wilna, where our reception
was such as tho letters had led us to ex
pcct.
r not t0 set down bero our
, ngeCountry though thev were many in
® £ of f rozen marshes
^ Wng ut to ga over j 8
.omtljns X.r l,, bM Ll?ta» n ;,n ori
saws 1553, when
on to the early autumn o a
letter from the duchess, who was at Wil
oa, was effect* brought to me at Cracovy. It was
to this .
“DEAR Friend—S end you good speed!
Word has come to us hereof an enterprise
Englandward which promises, if it bo
truly reported to us. to so alter things at
f 10 mo that there may bo room for ns at onr
own fireside. Heaven so further it, both
(or our i, a ppi nc ss and the good of the reli
glon. Master Bertie has embarked on it,
and I havo taken upon myself to answer
for yonr ai(J and counsel, which
ne ver been wanting to U3. Wherefore,
dear friend, come, sparing neither horse
no nrs ner anything which may bring
you eoon cr to Wilna, and your assured
and loving friend,
“Katherine Suffolk.”
J n five days after receiving Uii3 I was at
Wilna, and two months later I saw Eng
hand again after an absence of three years.
Karly in November, 1553, Master Bertie
and I lauded at Lowestoft, having made
the passage from Hamburg in a trading
vessel of that place. We stopped only to
6 l w .p 0 ne night, and then, dressed as trav
eling merchant®, we set out on tlio road to
London, entering the city without acci
d e „t or hindrance ca tho third day after
landing. ,--
[TO BE CONTINUED. ]
INTERESTING BITS
OF VARIOUS NATURES.
A Column or Two of Nows and
Other Items of Interest.
An Augusta editor and a Sa¬
vannah editor, according to the
Augusta Chronicle, recently
had this rather trying experi
enee :
“An Augusta editor recently
went to Savannah to see an ed¬
itor of that city. When he
went to the newspaper oilico he
was informed that the Savan¬
nah editor had gone over to Ty¬
bee, and he took the next train
for the island resort. In the
meanwhile a fellow-passenger
from Augusta had met the Sa¬
vannah editor at Tybee and
told him that the Augusta edi ¬
tor had gone to his office to see
him, and lie took the next train
for Savannah. When the Au¬
gusta editor reached Tybee he
learned that tho Savannah edi¬
tor had gone to the city to see
him, and he took the return
train for Savannah. When the
Savannah editor reached his of
lice he learned that the Augus¬
ta editor had gone over to the
island to see him, and ho took
the return train to Tybee. This
seesaw business was kept up
until the Augusta editor nad
spent all his money, and ho took
the night train for Augusta
without ever having seen his
Savannah friend. The next
time Editor Murphy and Editor
Stoval want to see each other
they wi'l meet at Millen where
trains aie not so frequent, and
it is impossible to get away.”
The type should givo tho prin¬
ter a good name, for he is con¬
tinually ‘‘settin’ ’em up. ) )
The people have some quaint
ideas as to the meaning of “free
coinage of silver at hi to 1.”
The Philadelphia Record hears
this ono from the heart of Ala¬
bama, the bailiwick of Reuben
Kolb:
C l We want the free coinage at
10 to 1," cried a gentleman with
chin whiskers and one suspen¬
der to a sound money advocate
in the recent campaign, ‘‘and
we want it now.” ( i Well, my
friend, > > replied the man of
some sanity/‘what do you mean
by free coinage at ‘ 1G to 1?’
How would that help you?”
‘‘How will that help me?’’ re¬
peated the disciple of the lion.
Reuben ; “why it’ll help alieap
sakes. I’ve got a wife and sev¬
en chillen, and if wc can get free
silver at ‘ 16 to 1’ that’ll bring
rnc $16 for every member of the
family. Seven and one is eight
and one is mne. Nine times six
teen is 144. I’ll be in $144 ev¬
ery year. That’s how it’ll help
me. See?”
And still the Hon. Reuben is
in New York trying to raise
^ ^ ^ al the caU8 e ;
and the campaign . of education . .
g6cs steadily on.
This is what Was heard in a
theatre tllC Other night. . , lhey
,
■ . . i ,
* C1C in P llVAlt °° x > ana
was both pretty aild well dressed.
l^Ut , she , . , bad , temper , be
Vi as 111 a
cause she could not see the stage.
“ Why,” Said lie, trying ” to
molllly hei, did J OU not bung .
your opera glass?”
‘‘I did, but I can’t use.”
“Is it broken?”
“ No, but I forgot to put on
my bracelets.”—Tit-Bits.
NO. 28
Save Your Money.
One box of lutt’s Pills willsave
many dollars in doctors’ bills
1 hey will surely cure all diseases
of the stomach, liver or bowels.
No Reckless Assertion
Tor sick headache, dyspepsia,
malaria, constipation and bilio¬
usness, a million people endorse
TUTT’S Liver PILLS
The ladies of Cobb county
Georgia, will have at tho Cotton
States and International Expo-'
sit ion the famous" battle scarred
cabin” from the battlefield of
Kennesaw Mountain, which is
situated in Cobb county. Tit's
was tv plain log cabin about
twenty foot square, which wr.s
situated just behind the Confed¬
erate breastworks. - It was the
center of lire from some of Sher¬
man’s batteries, hut strange to
say, did not burn up. There are
over thirty holes in tho cabin
made by the Federal shells, and
innumerable bullets aro buried
in the logs. Tho battle cabin
will be taken down and exactly
replaced on the exposition
grounds. Inside will be sold
relics of the battlefield, of which
a great many luivo been collected
in the way of shells, old gunbar
rels, bullets and battlefield relics
of like character.
Americus expects to receive
the first bale of the new cotton
crop during this month.—Colum
bus Enquirer-Sun.
The committee appointed to
devise and report a plan to ad¬
vertise Putnam at tho Atlanta
exposition met hist Tuesday,
there being present D.T. Single¬
ton, Robt. Young, W. F. Jen¬
kins, N. S. Walker and Geo. W.
Adams. It was decided to print
10,000 pamphlets descriptive of
the county, and tocirculate thorn
to the best advantage possible.
This pamphlet will he a very at¬
tractive specimen of the typo¬
graphical art, and its reading
matter will lie terse, engaging
and practical.—Eatouton Mes¬
senger.
A.—“Have you ever board
the 8-year-old violin player who
is creating such a sensation?”
II.—“Oh, yes ; I heard him
in Berlin twelve years ago.”—
Ephemero Comique.
Mr. (J. P. Frcdric, tho famous
caterer of Mobile, has obtained
a concession for a Creole restau¬
rant at the Cotton States and In¬
ternational Exposition, in which
he wilLserve Gulf products in
the most delightful style. His
specialty is the crab omelette, a
dish which he originated. Ho
will erect a building of uniquo
design, representing a crab. In
front the two claws will lie util¬
ized as stairways by which ac¬
cess may be had to the upper
lloor. On tho ground floor crab
omelettes and other light re¬
freshments will be served. Tho
upper floor will be a regular din¬
ing room where set meals will
be served. It will be on the Mid¬
way, just above the Forestry
Building, and a space of 00 by
140 feet has been assigned to Mr.
Frederic for this purpose.
A gentleman went into a chem¬
ist’s shop and inquired: ‘‘Do
you keep agood cure for corns?”
‘‘Yes sir; hero you have an
excellent preparation. One of
my customers has bceu using it
for the last fourteen years with
very good results.”—El Diluvio.
Or. Miles’ FVin «ll» are guaranteed totVtm
ifentfuc/w UnM nUautcu “One cent» d«e£