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'Oh, tell me not the woods are fair,
Now Spring is on her way,
Well, well I know how brightly there
In joy the young leaves play ;
How sweet on winds of morn or eve,
The violet’s breath may be,
Yet ask me, woo me not to leave
My lone rock by the sea.
Yet ask me, woo me not to leave
My lone rock by the sea.
The wild waves thunder on the shore,
The curlew’s restless cries
Unto my watching heart are more
Than all earth’s melodies.
Come back, my ocean rover, come!
There’s but one place for me,
Till I can greet thy swift sail home,
My lone rock by the sea!
Till I can greet thy swift sail home,
My lone rock by the sea!
ysalni ii.
1 The kingdom of Christ. 10 Kings are ex
horted to accept it.
WHY do the heathen rage, and the peo
ple imagine a vain thing ?
2 The kings of the earth set themselves,
and the rulers take counsel together,against
the Lord, and against his anointed, say
ing,
3 Let us break their bands asunder, and
cast away their cords from us.
4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall
laugh; the Lord shall have them in deris
ion.
5 Then shall he speak unto them in his
wrath, and vex them in his sore displeas
ure.
6 Yet have I set my king upon my holy
hill of Zion.
7 I will declare the decree; the Lord
hath said unto me, Thou art my son; this
day have I begotten thee.
8 Ask of me, and I shall give thee the
heathen for thine inheritance, and the ut
termost parts of the earth for thy posses
sion.
9 Thou shalt break them with a rod of
iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a
potter’s vessel.
10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings;
he instructed, ye judges of the earth.
11 Serve the Lord with fear and rejoice
With trembling.
12 Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye
from the way, when his wrath is
indled but a little. Blessed are all they
that put their trust in him.
Some of the grandest scenery in
America is exhibited from Lookout
Mountain, right above the city of Chat>
tanooga. By the Western & Atlantic
hail road from Atlanta, and the rail
road leading to the top of the moun
tain you now go upon grand old Look
out without the tedious hack drive
which was formerly an inevitable part
of the trip. See that your tickets read
over the W. & A. R. R.
The Kennesaw Route i# the q uicfcept.
■A. Humorous dare-devil—the very xnem to suit my purpose. Buiw.b.
Invention of the Fan.
Here is a pretty legend which tells
of the invention of the fan :
‘‘The Chinese annalists relate that
long, long and long ago, when the
Emperor Hoang-Ti reigned, his em
press, the beautiful Su-ling-shi, held a
grand court festival one sultry sum
mer day. The sun just blazed down
from an unclouded sky; the air was
so still that even when the empress
and her ladies wandered into the gar
dens, not a zephyr moved to refresh
them by a cooling breeze. ‘lf I could
only make the air move 1’ sighed the
despairing princess, and she dismissed
her attendants and took a bath in a
secluded fountain. As she lay reclin
ing in indolent languor beneath the
shade, a queer little old woman ap
proached her, and bowing to the
ground placed in her hand the pret
tiest, tiniest little fan, all ivory and
silk and gold and lacquer work, and
said: ‘O gracious queen! consort of
the Son of Heaven, behold what will
make the air cool when the sun burns
the earth!’ She then retired as mys
teriously .as she came. The heart of
Su-ling-shi was filled with delight,
and the next day she showed the
miniature fan to a cunning artisan and
bade him make her a dozen such toys
of large size, which he accordingly
did. So the Empress Su-ling-shi suf
fered no more from the heat when the
west winds were still, and ever
since fans have been prized objects of
comfort and elegance.”
The Western & Atlantic Railroad
runs more trains per day over the
game rails than any other south
of the Ohio River,
OUR “BASEBALL” NUMBER.
ATLANTA, CA., NOVEMBER I, 1888.
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BETWEEN TWO FIRES.
Making* a Railroad Man.
The railroad man is made, not
born, and it is quite a feat to make
him. Only years of honest work and
study can produce a general freight
agent. All the heads of the freight
department of railroads today were
ten or twenty years ago billing, check
ing, or trucking freight, or carrying
“bulled” messages, copying letters,
etc., in the humble but necessary
capacity of office boy. — Chicago Jour
nal.
The “General,” the W. & A. R.
R., engine, which has attracted nat
ional reputation, from its capture by
Federal spies, at Big Shanty, during
the war, passed up the road, this
week, to the G. A. R. Camp at Col
umbus, 0., and will also put in an
appearance at the Cincinnati Exposi
tion. The “General” is getting some
what aged now, and will not excite
jealousy for beauty; but while pulling
the Dalton accommodation last sea
son, she frequently picked up fifty
miles an hour, for a short jump, and
on one occasion took the neck off of
a wild turkey as nicely as if it had
been done by a rifle ball. If Bennett
Smith had been at the throttle, with
the Andrews party, she might have
got through, even if she had had to
swim the Tennessee river to reach the
Federal lines. — Dalton Argus, Sept., 1.
There is not a road leading out of
Atlanta which presents such a variety
of beautiful scenery within its first
fifty miles, as does the Westerp & At
lantic. This is why it is the favorite
road to all who wish to spend a day
or two out of the city without going
butaehoft tfisfcmce,
flic ®(i> Storij.
Wheaton B. Despard in'Life tells an old
but refreshing story in thetfollowing lines:
ON THE BEACH.
he:
Belle, I’ve sought you all the morning,
I return to town to day;
Pardon if-1 give no warning,
There is something I must say.
she :
Sought me long ? You must be weary I
4re you ill? You look quite pale ;
When you go life will by dreary!
Well, I’m ready for your tale.
he :
I can keep it back no longer—
Belle, I need you in my life;
Will is strong, but love is stronger—
Dear one, will you be my wife ?
she :
Be your wife? Your words seem braver
Than they seemed in days of yore ;
But your love would surely waver,
Now as then, please say no more.
he:
Ah, you jest! Though once I faltered,
Failed your heart to comprehend,
Never once my feelings altered,
Not alone did I offend.
she:
Was I fickle in those hours?
Ah, perhaps, ’twas better so ;
’Mid the score that owned your powers,
My poor heart was quite de trop !
he :
So it ends, then ? I have spoken
Words that live until I die;
And you smile while hearts are broken!
Belle, God bless you, dear! Good-by I
she :
Good-by ! I could always tease you !
Take my hand before you go,
And, if it would really please you,
Keep it, Jack, for weal or woe.
Between two Fires.
Our illustration shows how the
sharpshooter in the rifle pits before
Kennesaw Mountain and Marietta,
during June 1864, was hedged about
by dangers. Just as he was getting
the drop on the Confederate sharp
shooter in the pit before him, he was
startled by a rattling sound behind
him, and great guns! the daddy of all
the rattlesnakes was reaching tor him.
The result is shown in the cut.
The engine “Gov. Jos. E. Brown,”
of the Western & Atlantic, arrived
on time Saturday, drawing six palace
cars on No. 1. Charlie Barrett held
the throttle. He is proud of his new
born engine, which has just been
turned out of the Atlanta shops in
tine condition. — Chattanooga
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