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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN,
SATURDAY, DECEMBER 15, 1V*.
MIRANDY ON WORRYING
■BY DOROTHY DIX=
D E ODDER day, raid Mlrandy, Sla
1 Aramlncy, what la one ot dese
heah away-backed, ahlftlees wo
men, dat looks lak dey was bawn wld
twins, an' a dirty calllker wrapper on,
stopped me aa I was a perambulatin'
up de street by her house, an' called
me In.
"Sis Mlrandy,” says she, "rejoice wld
me, for I'se found arace at las', l'se
got de sood news of de true word, an'
I couldn't let you go by wldout paseln'
lilt on to yon.”
“Bless Oord for dat!" 'spnns J, “but
what Is hit 7"
“I’se done Jlned de Don't Worry
Club,” she says, “an' all my troubles Is
done rolled often me, lak water often a
duck's back."
"Humph!" 'spons I, “dat sounds
mlchty good, but how does de new
faith wuk?"
“De Secret of de prognostication an'
de wharforeness of hit Is dat you don't
let nothin' pester you after you gits to
be a member of de ‘soclatldn, an' learns
de grips an' de pass words,” says she.
"Ef de house ain't swept, an' d*
dishes Is piled up onwashed In de sink,
an' de beds ain't made, Instld of being
boddered ,'bout hit, you Jest setB down
ca’m an' pacified In a rockin' cheer,
an' puts yo' mind on de fact dat you is
a charter member of de Don't Worry
Club, an' den you picks up yo’ book
an' goes along readln' 'bout how Lord
Cecil fell In love wld de haughty Lady
Gwendoline.
"Or, maybe you notices dat yo* little
Johnny la done wo' a hole In de seat of
his breeches, or dat yo' Sally Ann Is
got de knees of her stockln's out, or dat
de baby Is smeared all down de front
of his pinafore wld bread un' molasses,
or some of de neighbors draps In to tell
you dat yo' Tommy is smokin' clgnr-
ettes an' playin' craps wld some bad
boys around de corner. Dere has been
a time, Sla Mlrandy, when dem things
would a troubled me, but not now.
''Nawm, I'se done rfs above all dat
sence I’se done got de light In de Don't
Worry Club. I des lays back now an'
takes my ease, an* reflects dat a hun
dred years from now hit won't make
no difference wheddor de house was
kept tidy or dirty, or de chlllen was
ragged or patched.
"Nuther does I aggervate myself any
mo' 'bout de cookin’. Ef I feels lak
goln' to market In de mawnln', I docs
hit, an' ef dey ain’t nothin' comes up
dat I'd enjoy doin' mo' In de after'
noon, I has a good hot dlnnet ready for
Mose when he gits home from his wuk,
but ef 'J don't Incline dat way I don't
do hit, for I belongs to de Don't Worry
Club, an' de things dat Mose says when
I sets him down to some cold bread an'
do scrape of meat dat was lef over from
do day heto' don't trouble me none. I
des puts cotton In iny cars, an' turns
my thoughts on somethin' pleasant
whilst he grumbles away, for nothin'
don't pester me no ino' now.
"I tell you, Sis Mlrandy," says she,
"I'se done found de road to peace an'
happiness, an' hit's de Don't Worry
Club."
“Maybe so,” 'spons I, “but Is Mose a
travailin' lilt wld you?”
"No, Sis Mlrandy, I'se sorry to say
dat he ain’t. I'se done my bes' to con
vert him', an’ I’se been a shinin' ex
ample right befo’ his eyes, for I’se
showed my faith by my wuk, but Mose
Is still down In de low ground of trou
ble an' tribulation, a-worryln' over
ev’ythlng, an' I'se afeared dat I ain't
neyer gwlne to be able to Ilf him u->
for hit looks lak to me dat de less I
worries, de mo' he does,” says she.
“Yassum, I specks dat's de way dat
hit wuks out. In mos' famblys."
"How so, Sis' Mlrandy?" axes she.
"Well," says I, "dere’s a lot of wor-
ryln' dat's got to be done In ev’y fam-
bly, en' ef one member of hit ducks
Ills sheer or her sheer, Homebody else
Is got to do a double amount of lay-
In' awake at night a-tryln' to Agger out
how de rent Is gwlne to be paid, an’ de
grocery man squared, an* de chlllen
sent to school. Dat's de reason dat
you don’t never see a husband an' a
wife a-goln' up togedder, t' give de
right hand of fellowship In de Don't
Worry Club.
"I’se seed a lot of women dat belong
to hit, an' delr husbands had to wash
an' dress de chlllen, an’ walk de baby
wld de colic, an' clean up de house
an' git dinner of a night after dey got
home from wuk.
“An' I’se seed a lot of men dat was
'sorters In de cause, an' whilst dey set
up In the back room of de corner saloon
an' et free lunch an' drank beer, an*
speechified 'bout de folly of troublin'
trouble until trouble troubled you, or
of takln’ hit even den. delr wives was
a-bendln’ .over de wash tub support
In' de famhly.
"Yassum," says I, "whar you finds a
wife or a husband dat belongs to a
Don't Worry Club, you will find dat
de odder one Is do President of de Mo'
Worry Club"
"Sis Mlrandy," says Sis Araminty
wld a sigh, "I'se afeared dat I can't
convert you to de faith."
“Dat you can't,” says I. “I'se a good,
fust class free hand worrier, un' I'se
proud of hit, an* I wouldn't change ef
I could. For I'se done took notice Out
when I eats up wld old man Trouble
for a night or two a-sputin' de pints
of de proposition wld him, dat things
sorter begins to happen my way. Yas
sum, dere's somethin’ doin' when I
gets to worryln' 'bout a thing.
"I’se always been what dey calls a
worryln' mother—an' dcre ain’t none of
my chlllen dat warn't kept clean, an'
well fed, an' dat was a-mooseyn around
de streets wld hoodlums. Case I wor
ried ef dey was out of my sight, an'
dat’s de way I kept dem' out of bod
company, an' de calllboose.
"Den when doy growed up I worried
’bout delr glttin' a eddlcatlon, an’ I
worried de wash board an' de cook
stove so hard dat I sent Ma'y Jane to
de female cemetary, an' Thomas* Jef
ferson to de college what he Is dlsttn-,
gulshed hlseelf In football.
"An' I'se worried a heap 'bout' glt-
tln' along. Cose I believes In trustin'
In de Lawd, Sis Araminty,” says I. "but
I'se done observed dat my prars am a
heap mo' apt to be answered when I
gits out an’ hustles .for do things dat I
axes for, an' dat’s de reason dat I don't
set down, an' fold my hands, an' say
dat I reckon I’ll be took kear of some
ay, an' ef I ain't hit don't matter, an'
ain't worth pesterin’ 'bout.
“Nawm, dat ain't me. I worries 'hoot
de future, an' de po'house In our old
age, an* I worries Ike 'bout hit, an' con
sequently Iko Is always got a good Job
an’ wo’Be got a little money tucked
away In de bank, un' whilst we inav
be missin' a little of dat ca'm teelln'
right now, you ain't goln’ to hear of
Brer Jenkins u-passin' de hat for lirer
Ike an' Sis Mlrandy when dey Is too
ole to wuk anymo’.
'■Yaesum, give me de worriers ev’y
time. Dey are de folks dat does things.
Nobody dat was so afeared of lookin’
a thing dat was aggervatln* In de face
dat dey shut delr eyes to hit ever
amounted to a row of pins.”
"Don't you believe In de Don’t Wor
ry Club, Sis Mlrandy?" axes Sis Ara
minty.
“Well, Sis Araminty," says I. q
reckon hit's a mighty good thing for
dem dat Is too trillin' to do anythin'
anyway. De least dey can do Is to keep
from bodderln' de worries dat Is doin’
delr wuk for 'em, an' havin' to wuk
over time at worryln'."
LORD ELLINGTON’S DOUBLE
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o o
O Extract from Ancient and Mod- O
0 ern Society, 1st January, 1906: 0
0 "We understand that a marriage 0
0 has been arranged and will take O
O place shortly between Sir Des- 0
0 mond Fallon, of Fallon Park, Q
0 Northumberland, and the Hon.
0 Muriel Wynne, only daughter of
0 Lord Lothbury, the head of the 0
0 famous London banking firm." 0
O O
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O Extract from the Dally Tele-
O phone, 2d January, 1906:
O "Lord Evllngton Is leaving Eng-
0 land Immediately for South Afrl- 0
0 ca, where he will commence a O
0 shooting expedition that Is ex- 0
0 pected to last for some months." 0
0 0
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I.
1 on tin* only occasion when she could
iMiMnhly hart Iwronio connected with It—
that lit to any, when I Invited Sir Hes-
mond Fallon to dinner for the express pur
pose of meet I UK her, mid for other rea
son*. Mhe hail gone out to *|»eud the
evening with her alitor nt Kensington, and
was extremely annoyed when abo found
ahe hnd nilined the opportunity of enter
taining Kir l»eniutind; ahe was Interested
In bli fipiironclilng marriage. bin reputa
tion and lila title, und ahe dldu't pee him':
and, I repent, she hnd nothing to do with
this slory I only mention her hem one
•he la a memlier of my family, and fluit
given her n port of claim of recognition.
We live at Putney, In a bouse that I
purehnned at an nlmurdly low price the
year after wo were mnrrled. Thirteen hun
dred Pounds waa nil f paid for the louse,
seventy yenrs to run; ground rent. £6. ’*
you saw the Iioum* y * * *
a good liarKiilii.
preferred
Irocatjse 1 had Anally decided that f could
not tee iny wny to negotiate the 00,000,
and Hlr Desmond was beginning to make
general but acid remarks about people who
have the honor to follow iny profenalou.
He looked perfectly astounded when tny
visitor entered; sprang up, and held out
his band.
"Why, Jack!" be cried, "all the world
believes you are In Africa!"
My tenant gated at him for a moment
end then turned to me with a glance of
Inquiry.
•'You know Sir Desmond?" I asked.
"I nm afraid there Is tome mistake." he
said. "This gentleman "appears to know
me, but, upon my word—"
I explained to Fallon.
•This Is Mr. Grant, the
stadlo, and an old friend of
yoiMmve met him Bt eomo artistic ftitic
Hlr Desmond shook his-bead and dropped
back Into his chair.
"I mistook you for an old friend." he
paid to Grant. "Tim resemblance le renlly
extraordinary."
till
, w j pt
bile this passed away, nnd he nppenrod to
fleet; he was ao absorbed that he paid
no attention to our conrerantlnn. niul. In
deed, seemed unaware of It. lie emerged
from hla reverie suddenly, nnd with a Jest
nt Ills own expense, Insisted on Grunt re
maining, thmiglt he aceuied anxious to get
sway, and entertained us an a polished man
of the world, who has lx*en In every de-
slrable nnd undesirable corner of It. alone
ran do. We puoaad a very pleasant evening
nnd Fnllon Item me ao chummy with Grant
that he gave himself an Invitation to visit
the studio ot the earliest possible date.
Apparently, he hnd forgotten all nlrout h|«
disappointment with regard to the £20,000
that I renlly couldn't lend him.
I am sorry to »oy Unit the remainder of
tills little story will be written by my
wife. Hhe asserts that I have referred to
myself nnd my own affairs far too often,
nnd that the proper wny to tell a tale Is
Just to tell It—In her way.
BY ARTHUR HOOLEY.
very small, or his hump ot #eclualvoneoa
very Inrge. Hnd the observer l*»en it
woman, she might hnvo fonnd n third al
tentative, more roinuutlc and pathetic—that
lie- for Mr. Grant wn» young and ex
tremely attractive—that he could remain
wedded only to the art which he carl-
entered, might he due to some desolating
disappointment In connection with other
matrimonial desires.
Hlr Desmond Fnllon was, perhaps,
■hre,wed n Judge of men as of horses; It
was his business to make money out of
troth, and Ids misfortune to fall frequent
ly when his hopes were most roseate. He
was cultivating this ncqimli'tnuec for n def
inite mid selfish reason; he wished to make
a cat's paw of his friend, hut It was uot
until lie luid exercised all his admitted pow
ers of fascination, nnd established himself
on terms of Intlnmte familiarity, that he
put Into motion the desperate scheme
which Ills fertile brain had conceived on
the occasion of the first meeting, nnd which
hnd since lieen cunningly and carefully
elaborat'd.
lie began cautiously, passing from vague
and Jesting rtmarks to more serious hints;
finding that these were nether misunder
stood nor resented, he advanced Iroldly;
Anally ho explained the scheme, coolly,
a matter or business,
•When first I saw you," he said, "you
may remember that I was amazed. I
thought you were n man whom I knew
well; If you will excuse the bull, you nre
more like him ttinn ho Is hluiself. There
Is nobody living who would not he de
ceived by the astounding resemblance. You
have his face, figure, and oven his voice.
I should not he at all astonished to And
thnt your hniidwrltlng nlso Is nlrcndy
very colorable Imitation of his. I hnvo t
tlced that people who reseiulde one a.,
other closely In their physical attributes
“No; I hnvo no particular feeling one
way or the other. It Is trhe thnt he In-
eonvenleured me for n time; I almost
thought that he was going to carry off the
r rlxe for which I was striving. However,
managed to put him out of the run
nliif."
"May I ask how?"
"I contrived that a certain person should
hear of a few discreditable episodes which
had not occurred."
"You must be a pretty damnable kind of
n scoundrel, you know," observed Grant,
.surveying him with mild curiosity.
"Oh, all’s fair In lore nnd war. ita’
sides, I waa playing for ft big stake. I an
still playing for It. and I want 120.000 to In
sure success. I am sure you will admire
the simplicity of my scheme for obtain
ing It. Listen. I have several letters from
Lord Evllngton. You will learn to Imitate
his handwriting, and I shall nlso coach you
In u few personal details. When you nre
proflclent, you will quietly make your way
one morning Into the city; will stroll Into
Lotlihurv** Think and Inquire for Lord Loth-
bury. He will not bo there, because we
vhiill choose a day when 1 know ho will
he away. You will then ask for a check
It.
It was some days before Hlr Desmond
. mjr wife would
1 freehold place. Hhe said
.Bp. several Glues. Ho should I as a matter
«Fsentiment, but we huvep't any children,I
and I reckon thnt neither of us will In* Iii
a position to worry nlrotit choslng a fresh
residence when the lease runs out. We
Shall Is* pretty Armly established by then,
wny
the other.
__ ... house, and we used to Imre
of land nt one side that was quite watted,
so I thought tin* matter out. and ns my
9(> ■ iiioiiko i i ii«- iiiiiiiT-r out. Mini nn m.t
wife wanted a conservatory, I built n stu
dio, with a small bed room attached, and
advertised for a tenant nt £80 per annum,
strictly Inclusive. The first man who took
ft proved disappointing; he said thnt the
light was In the wrong place, and though
J hid altered tin* Are place ami put In a
patent stove for him, he Insisted on leav
ing. and I could only recover n quarter's
rent. The next man was more satisfactory
—In fact, admirable. He was young and
seemed In a hurry. He came one after
noon In January, nnd hsikcd around, paid
a year's rent In advance, and took tins-
sesslou In the morning. That was nil I
knew of him, mid the only request he made
would admit I hnd | accepted his own Invitation to visit his
new acquaintance— the gentleman who hired
a studio liecsuso he couldn't paint: hut
when the Ice had once Iroen broken. It was
not allowed sufficient time to freeze again;
visit followed visit, nnd casual Interest
seemed to have developed Into close friend
ship. However, Mr. Grant In no wny
changed his usual hnldts; he went out only
In the early morning or the evening, wear
ing always the old Norfolk suit, and avoid
ing frequented thoroughfares. Apparently
he liefer felt any Inclination to run up to
Piccadilly or the Htrund; music hulls and
etalls. But this Is not n case of
mere resemblance; I run scarcely believe
thnt you nre not the man himself. My
dear fellow, likenesses like this are not to
l*e trifled with; they nre special dispensa
tions of providence, nnd wise meu should
make the most of them."-
"And whom have I the honor to resem
ble so closely?" Inquired Grant.
"One of the richest men In England—
though he Isn't In Knglnud, by the way, at
present. You nre the perfect double of
the earl of Evllngton."
Grant meditatively blew a cloud from his
pipe. "I think yon have mentioned his
name two or three times lately In your
Interesting reminiscences. Let me see: Is
he not the man who was supposed to he
more or less dovoted to the lady whom
you are going to marry?"
Hlr Desmond shrugged his shoulders.
“Quite so; he left England Immediately
nfter our engagement was announced. I
believe he Is soothing Ills Ineerated emo
tions by shooting elephants In Africa."
"You don't seem to like him l"
__ rr and get It cushed. The
cashier will In* astonished to see you, nnd
you may mention curtly that you have
The amount —
Home fiirorlse, bit no suspicion. I ban*
pen to know thnt the bnlunce of the earrs
account Is quite large enough to meet the
check. Even If It were not, they would
cash It. You see, you are Vaorri Evllng
ton: yon have his very accent. Man, ths
things beautifully simple. There’s only
one other point: If you lumpen to meet
auy one who appears to recognise yon, you
mast use your native wit; Its easy to nod,
and be la n hnrrr. Even It you were but
tonholed It wouldn't matter. My dear fel
low, If you yourself said you wore not
tho earl, people would laugh at you. There
Is not the slightest danger."
"And what do I get for mv valuable as
sistance?" Inquired Grant, after n pause.
"Five thousand down, nnd nnother flvo—
or ten. If you like—when I’m mnrrled."
‘ Why not halves?"
'Because I must 1
now. and you can wiwm m »■•». n
wouldn't do to hare tho check too large, or
I'd any make It forty thousand ami share
-««ke.’ r
Very well.” said the painter who could
not paint. "Now give mo my flrat writing
lesson." \
A week later n gentleman alighted from
hansom at the corner of Gracechurch
street. He strolled on for a few yards,-and
was Joined by nnother gentleman. Hecurlng
a passing four-wheeler, they entered, the
now-comer giving the order, "Waterloo."
When the door wns shut Hlr Desmond re
moved hi s hat. "Well?" ho aa Id.
Grunt nodded. "It’a all right; twenty-fivs
thousand. In notes."
"Good lord," said Rlr Desmond; and there
wns n Quaver In his voice. "You’d bettor
give me the package," he said.
Grant fumbled In the pocket of hie frock
coat, extracted a email bundle, deliberately
counted seventy rustling notes, and re
placed tho parcel in Ills pocket. "I got
twenty In thousands, and the rest In hun
<tro/1a *' ha nhausrsH
i back
•aid
wls,” he oltservod.
Give me my twenty," said Hlr Desmond,
Irritably. "Why have you stuck them back
!u your pocket?"
"Because I lot*
Grant
His accomplice bit his Up. "Don't play
the fool," ho said. "Betides, honor among
thieves, you know "
"You are probably familiar with the
ways of thieves," said Orant Idly. 4 T“*
not, nnd If you don’t like It, wo’l! drive
the nearest police station."
"And expose the whole thing?" Inquired
Hlr Desmond sardonically.
"And expose you, /ou pitiful schemer,
returned tho other. “Cannot you see eve
et that I am Lord Evllngton. and that yo_
inve be en persuading uie to act aa my own
doable?"
EPILOGUE.
Xoooooooooooooooooo
EXTRACT FROM ANCIENT AND
o MODERN SOCIETY, 2D APRIL, 1908.
We ere authorised to announce that
a marriage has been arranged, and
will take place shortly, between the
o Earl of Evllngton and the lion. Muriel
o Lynn, only daughter of Lord Loth-
o bury.
o It will thus be seen that there waa
o no foundation for the rumor published
o by several of our contemporaries to
o the effect that the Jlon. Muriel bad
o contracted an engagement with n
o well known Northumbrian Baronet,
o
XooooooooooooooooooX
XooooooooooooooooooX
o
o EXTRACT FROM THE DAILY
o TELEPHONE, 3UD APRIL, 1908.
o
n Sir Desmond Fallon, of Fallon Park, o
o Northumberland, has been ordered to o
o make a prolbuged stay In Egypt for o
the henoflt of hie health.
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LITTLE KNOWN COMPOSERS
mysterious In Ills ways! My wife
found much comfort In observing when he
didn’t go out, and In suggesting reasons
for hi* careful seclusion; then ue dlseov
ered (he told us so himself* that he was r
paluter who couldn't paint, but ns he hnd
.‘a small private Income he could afford to
Indulge his hobby. When we know all
about him, and realised thnt he wasn’t a
millionaire or a duke In dlagulae, we be-
gan to lose Interest In the fact that he nl
ways wore an old Norfolk suit, nnd went
out only In the early morning, or when
darkness hnd fallen, for n walk on Wimble
lion common. We gradually lierame quite
friendly. In an unobtrusive wny; and *
or twice he dropped In nfter dluner,
borrow a book, or smoke u cigar.
I tnny mention that I am n financial
expert. »r what ordinary tieople call a
Mi'Oey-lender, so those who know Hlr Des-
‘ mond as well aa I do will understand why
1 know him so well. It was one of the
-greatest surprises that I have experienced
When I rend In the society papers the va
rtous reference* to his contemplated mar
riage with Lord Lothbury'* only daughter
tana heiress; It was oearcely credible that
so keen a man of business should permit
hla daughter to nfflnnre herself to it spend
thrift. Certainly, the great banker win
sufficiently wealthy to permit hla daughter
to Indulge In the luxury of n love match.
Yet those Who have million* to play with
generally prefer alliances with families
which possess similar privf
conclusion 1 could arrive ■
North Country baronet was even smarter
than I had believed him, nnd that he hnd
contrived In some extraordinary way to.
conceal the fact* thnt his large estates
were heavily mortgaged, while his debts
were on a scale that I must respectfully
term magnificent.
When ho called on me to nrrange n
trifling of I2U.OOO | venture*! to suggest
R at be should apply to bis prosttccllYe
Iher-lu-biw, who would, no doubt. I*e
pleased to accommodate him. He smiled,
and with the utmost nmlnhlllty and frank
lies* pointed out the dellcsey of his |kj-
sltlon: Lord Lothbury, be udmltted, wns
«mtte Ignorant of his peculiar financial po
sition. If the illusion i*oold only In* in*In
talued till the marriage took place nil would
Iro well; If not—bt shrugged hit abonld-
era.
"And the 128,000 which yon with to l»or
row wilt help to maintain the Illusion?"
I asked.
"Give uie the £21,000. and I will guarantee
that the marriage takes plain* within u
month.” be said.
"And the security?'" I suggested.
"I thall be married to the richest heir
ess In England, Isn't that sufficient?** be Ue-
minded.
There was no doubt that the oeeurlty
waa not altogether to he despised; I Ua\e
known large sums of money to In* lent, nt
proportionately large rate* of Interest, on
the strength nf expectations much leas
substantial. However. I am a cautious
man. by training and Inclination; I under-
. . - ----- “ engagements do
stand perfectly thnt nl
end In domestic bliss, i
, uor the divorce court;
and I Invited Kit Desmond to illne with me
In the evening, when we could discuss the
matter more at leisure. I forgot to send
a wire to my wife, though f knew she
had arranged to visit her sister at Kensing
ton. Coaaeoaently. when Hlr Desmond
came dowu ne found me atone, and we
were able to talk confidentially.
It was about 18 o'clock and we were
iapt lighting ■ second cigar, when my
friend from the studio drufQMd In ca Him I-
i mta m
wrarlitx lb- lu>-vltul>U' ,Wf.>lk will.
Rrfsrence to nn nlil scrap bonk. In
which nro many war rcmlnlsccnco.,
camp sonar ami war poetry, hrtnaK in
mind th, fact that very few readers of
the present day aeem to realise that Dixie
or really the Land of Dixie, Hie national
nlr of the late Southern Confederacy,
wns not of Hunt hern origin. When, In
fact. It waa written In the city of New
York, ne enrly us men. by Dan Emmet,
a lending minstrel. This was at least
two year, before the commencement
of the war, or even before the Southern
Confederacy had nn existence.
I wonder how many old nntebcllunt
Atlantans of today, yet living In the
city, atlll remember hearing Dixie sung
and played at the old Atheneutn on De
catur street, opposite the present New
Kimball, during the fall of 1880. It
was In the form of a regular negro
walk-round. In which some ten or u
dozen painted men and women In Imi
tation of the negro, sang and played ll.
From the very beginning. Dixie brought
forth great applause, nnd became very
popular throughout the South. In this
connection ws take pleasure In repro
ducing from "War Poetry of the South,"
ao ably and beautifully edited by our
fellow townsman. Major C. W. Hub-
ner:
“It soon became n local favorite as u
negro wnlk-uround, having a catching
musical air that Emmet does not claim
to have written. The words are the
veriest doggerel, and were put to mu,I
(In the usuul way with the melodies of
minstrels) through the art of the musl
cal director nnd hts orchestra,
"That Emmet was tnrplred to write
Dixie by any patriotic or other thought
or knowledge of the South la absurd
That he could have supposed hla pro
duction was to be a Southern war song
Is utterly Imisosstble. And In the adop
tion of the word Dixie, he probably
caught at It us a meaningless negrolsm
that would stand for the South when
associated with cotton. In a song sup
posed to be sung In the negro planta
tion dialect. Just at Stephen C. Foster,
supposing there were more slaves the
farther one penetrated the South, se
lected the Buwannee river In Florida
(when- there were very few negroes':
as the scene nf hla immortul melody—
'Old Folks at Home.’”
As a matter of fact Emmet knew
nothing personally of the South or of
Its institutions. He belonged to the
stock of a intnetiel company that did
not. like West's and Rumsey's and
Kunkel'a, travel through the South.
Bryant's and Wood's nnd Butler's and
Christy's and Buckley's minstrels, re
spectively, had halls of their own and
courted only metropolitan patronage.
In December. I860, during the excit
ing scenes Immediately preceding South
Carolina's formal withdrawal from the
union, and while Charleston was alive
with local troopa dally and hourly on
parade, Runtsey & Newcomb's min
strel troup came to that city an.l played
to crowded audiences for a week. In
cidentally to these performances the
popular walk - around of "Dixie"
By DR. R. J. MA8SEY.
tury bands, having repudiated all the
nutlonul airs, were In sore straits for
martini music and early caught up
"Dixie," already being whistled
through the streets by the little ne
groes, and the new song, played as a
tnnrch, though repeated ail Infinitum,
held Its popularity nnd rapidly spread
over the cotton states. These Charles
ton hands at the head of the South
Carollnn troops were the first to enter
Virginia, and they quickly Impreg
nated the spirit of the young Confed
eracy with tht Inspiring mensurea of
the minstrel hrenk-down that will for
ever itwaken Southern enthusiasm
wherever It may bo heard.
Dials.
Southrons, hear your country call
you—
l'p. lent worse thnn death befall you!
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
I.o! all the bearon-flres are lighted;
Let all hearts he now united.
To arms! To armal To arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie!
Hurrah! Hurrah!
For Dixie’s land we'll take our stand,
To live or die for Dixie!
To arms! To armal
And conquer peace for Dixie!
To arms! To arms!
And conquer,peace for Dixie!
Hear the Northern thunders mutter!
Northern flags In South winds flutter.
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Send them back your flerce defiance!
stamp upon the cursed alllnnce!
To arms! To arnta! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag ot Dixie, etc.
Fear no danger, shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike and saber!
To arms'. To nrms! To arms In Dixie!
Shoulder pressing cloee to shoulder,
Let the odds make each heart bolder!
To arms! To arms! To anna lu Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie, etc.
How the South's great heart rejoices,
At your cannon's ringing voices!
To arms! To arms! To anus In Dixie!
For faith betrayed and pledges broken.
Wrongs Inflicted, Insults epokAt!
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the dag of Dixie, etc.
Halt not till our federation
Takes among earth's powers Its sta
tion!
To arms! To arms! To arms in Dixie!
Then at peace and crowned with glory,
Hear your children tell the story!
To arms! To arm,! To arms In Dixie
Strong as lions, swift as eagles!
Back to their kennels hunt the bea
gles!
To arms! To arme! To arms In Dixie!
Cut the unequal bonds asunder!
Let them hence each other plunder!
To arms! To arms! To arme In Dixie!
Advance the flag ot Dixie, etc.
tatlirr pleased at the lutcrrupttou, was given os a climax. The local mill-
Swear upon your country'e alter.
Never to submit or falter!
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
TUI the spoilers are defeated.
Till the Lord’s work is completed!
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie, etu
Advance the flag of Dixie, etc.
If the loved once weep In sadness,
Victory soon shall bring them gladness,
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Exultant pride shall banish sorrow.
Smiles chase tenra away tomorrow—
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag ot Dixie, etc.
Stephen C. Foster, who wrote the
"Old Folks at Home,” was also a
Northern man, a native ot Pennsylva
nia. He never was In the South. He
was a song conuioser, and a man ot
great culture, a leading linguist. He
was the author of many familiar
Southern ditties. He wrote from 1842
to 1880. Among his songs we remem
ber “Uncle Ned.” "Old Susannah," “Old
Black Joe," "Old Dog Tray," "Nellie
Bly," "Old Kentucky Home," "Old
Folks nt Home," etc.
The last named song was by far the
most popular nnd profitable piece ever
published In the United State,. He
received & stated price of $500 for each
time It was sung before the public for
several years.
Foster first wrote his music In Inil
tatlon of some Southern plantation
tune, and afterwards wrote the words.
Sometimes he showed great Ignorance
of the true status of the Southern ne
gro. For Instance, he brings In the
"Old Folks at Home” at a big planta
tion on the Suuanee river. Geogra
phers tell us only of two Suwanee
rivers, one a small creek In Georgia
the other In the pine barrens of lower
Georgia and Florida. Now, It Is well
known that on neither one of these
streams was there a clearing scarcely
that amounted to the dignity of a small
farm, much less a "plantation" on
which was the Southern negro. It Is
supposed that after writing hla music,
following It with w«rds. "Suwanee
River" was more In touch with the
words than any other Southern name
that he could think of.
We give one verse of the "Suwanee
River:''
Way down upon de Suwanee rlber, far,
far away,
Dere's where my heart Is turning
eber,
Dere's where de old folks stay.
All up and down de whole creation,
sadly I roam.
Still longing for de old plantation.
And for de old folks at home.
CHORUS:
All de world ant sail and dreary,
Eberywhere I roam.
Oh! darkeys, how my heart grows
weary.
Far (runt de old folks at home.
This verse, as well as all of "Suwanee
River,” ahows plainly the archneaa, hu
mor nnd refinement usual to Mr. Fos
ter as a writer. But In this Instancs
It shows also hts wonderful Ignorance
of Southern plantations and their beau
tiful locations. In "Suwanee River,"
as In many others of his pieces, he
wrote the music and only put in such
words as gave rhythm to the verse
"Suwanee for Inetance).
Dixie.
(The Original Word*.)
I with I waa In the land of cotton
Old times dar am not forgotten,
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
In Dixie land where I wee born In,
Early on one frosty mornln',
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
Den I wish I was In Dixie
Hooray I Hooray 1
In Dixie lard I'll take my atand.
To lib and die In Dixie,
Away, away, away down south In Dixie!
Away, away, away down south In Dixie!
Ole missus marry "Wlll-de-weaber,"
William waa a gay dereaber;
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
But when he put his arms around 'er
He smiled as flerce as a forty-pounder,
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
Hla face was sharp aa a butcher’s
cleaber,
But dat did not seem to greab 'er.
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
Ole missus acted de foolish part.
And died for a man dat broke her heart.
Look away, look away—look away,
Dtxla land.
Den I wish I waa In Dixie
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie land I’ll take my stand,
To lib and die In Dixie,
Away, away, away down sonth In Dixie!
Away, away, away down eouth In Dixie!
Now here’s a health to the next ole
minus.
And all the gale that want to kin us.
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
But If you want to drive 'way sorrow.
Come and hear dls song tomorrow.
Look away, look away—look away
Dixie land.
Den I wish I was In Dixie
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie land I’ll take my stand.
To lib and die In Dixie,
Away, away, away down south In Dixie!
Away, away, away down south In Dixie!
ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
She Paints the Dangers to Mind, Body and Character of
Cigarette Smoking by Boys.
There Is little use, perhape, of talking
to boys about the pernicious results of
cigarette smoking when they see the
practice Indulged In by their father,)
brothers and mothers.
Nevertheless, here are a few facts
offered by a prominent club woman of
Los Angeles, Cal., who haa studied the
question carefully:
I have noticed that many of the boys,
big and little, who have been brought
Into the Juvenile court since that tri
bunal was established for the correction
of young offenders, told the Judge that
they smoked cigarettes. When they
didn't admit as much the probation of
ficer often volunteered a statement to
that effect.
Many a career of crime began with
the lighting of tho first cigarette by a
boy who might easily have been In
fluenced for good. Cigarettes affect
boys as drink acts on men. And the
majority of boys begin smoking for
tho same reason that most men begin
drinking: They see others‘do it, and
they think It Is manly.
Almost every week cases come up
of little boys breaking Into grocery or
drug stores. In court It comes out that
they stole candy perhaps, maybe coqji-
les, but It Is almost uhvays the case
that they also took tobacco.
Once formed, the appetite for tobac
co fixes Itself upon a boy until he Is
finally a slave, and he will go to Rl-
moet any extreme to seeure the poison
ous weed.
Strength to Rsfuss.
Mothers would do well to teach their
boys that It Is a proof nf manliness
to show strength to refuse a cigar
ette when other boys are smoking.
“Any loafer can smoke; not every
boy cun be man enough to refuse," was
the answer of one brave boy when his
companions laughed at his refusel to
Join them.
That would be a good motto for an
anti-cigarette club of hoya to adopt.
Another thing to tell a boy Is this:
Cigarette spooking arrests tho develop
ment of boys under 18, mentally, physi
cally, morally, or all three.
If a young man Is determined to
smoke let him nt least get his growth
first.
It Is gratifying to know that a school
Is being established along lines sug
gested for many years In this column,
A School ef 8ex.
Here is a letter which explains Itself:
Dear Madam—I have read with Inter
est your articles on parental Influences
In the Chicago American. I desire to
call your attention to a school I nm
starting near Guthrie, O. T., on n farm,
for the express purpose of teaching
these things.
Dr. George Parker Holden says, w' '
nnhnala: "Th- r naad of ,!,>) arm I npi
emphasis: "The need of determinedly
grappling with this matter is today
keenly felt among educators, nnd they
also feel the need of help from our
profession In dealing practically and
efficiently with It. A boys' privato
school In Connecticut that makes a
specialty of definite Instruction In this
question finds no difficulty In getting
students at 11,000 per year.
"I suggest the organization of a na
tional association of educators and
Physicians whose object shall be to de
vise an approved adequate graded
course of study for the youths of ->ur
hlgh schools and colleges, and to p: ,-
moto the general Introduction of the
same, and that our schools of pedeg"i:v
prepare special teachers for this work."
Dr. La Fetra, lecturer on physiologi
cal pedagogies for New York Universi
ty, has u strong article on the temh-
Ings of sex knowledge, entitled "School
Hygiene and the Growing Child."
Tho moral condition of most of our
state schools Is something simply
frightful. Willie the conditions that ob
tain In many of our colleges arc alarm
ing, millions of homes are more or lers
unhappy because of neglect nf this
subject. Wo believe the signs of the
time Indicate strongly that teachings
along this line will be taken up In all
our schools.
This experiment here In this home
has proven a success along that line.
Quito a number of other schools are
doing the same. We therefore present
this cause to all who cun agree with
us that this subject should be Intro
duced Into the schools to help us.
CHARLES A. MITCHELL,
Superintendent.
Marlonvllle, Mo.
Higher Humanity.
All thin Is excellent, nnd shows the
signs of the times, pointing to a higher
humanity after a few generations.
The public schools and nil private
schools, and all country schools, are
engendering evil along with good. Chil
dren are taught everything save the
most vital truths of life during school
hours, and there la no guidance or pro
tection given them out of school hours.
Innocent and perverted nre thrown
side by side, and sacred facts are made
known to pure young minds In the
guise of obscenity and depravity.
Mothers and fathers arc blind and
stupid on these subjects and through
conceit and vanity Imagine their chil
dren beyond nnd above any danger of
contamination. Yet tho contamination
takes place all the same.
It Is the business of Instructors to
provide the common sense teaching
which pnrcntB so wofully lack In the
training of the young.
But tho work attempted by Mr.
Mitchell In* hlH Purity Farm School at
Marlonvllle needs to be conducted with
great wisdom and discretion.
Many books written with a view to
guiding tho young away from unhealth
ful thoughts only serve to guide toward
them, and many Instructors who seek
to allay precocious curiosity produce It
by lack of right method.
Children should be taught that we
are one with nature, one with mother
earth. And that as plants spring forth,
so does man, und that God, the source
and the cause, lies back of everything,
and that all His methods are beautiful,
sacred and holy. . _ ..
All success to the Marlonvllle Purity
Farm School.
THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT
AS SEEN AND DESCRIBED BY "MR. DOOLEY”
PETER FINLEY DUNNE in th. Chri.tmzi American Maguin*
peeu Iv tlT wurruld.
Dars buckwheat cakes and Injun bat
ter,
Maes you fat or a little fatter.
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
Den hoe It down and scratch and grab,
ble.
To Dixie's land I’m bound to trabble.
Look away, look away—look away, debted for the
.Dixie land. Dixie;
Y E can’t InJjre Chrls’ntas onless ye’re
got th' Chriftinna fevllu'. I can’t Just
tell jre what it Is, but It's aa rule uf
nnnytblng thnt we talk an' fight nlrout th'
rest Iv th’ year.
’• n* role ns th' rate bill, th* tariff or
__ Philpeen*. I nlver seen snny Iv thlm
things, though I've taken me life In me
Unnds mutiny n time f'r nn’ ngiiiu (l thlm.
It’* a good deni more rule t«» me, f'ri cun
feel It. I cun hear It. nn* I ran *«*»• it. As
mind run* on (’hrls'nni* dtiy I’ll vote
. - no mnn f’r prlaident who stands on
tttmy other platform but to uphold thlm
principles f’r which tununy thousands Iv
American citizens have almost been cre
mated thryln’ to pluy Santa Ciat;*.
<*hrt»'nntN bring* good cheer, say* ye. nn*
ye’re right, laistewa/*' ye’re |wtrt right.
Th’ thruth I* ye can t lujye It onlesN ye
have th’ Chris'mn* spirit, un’ ye can't have
th' Chrisiun* spirit »u Chriu’mu* oulc««
K e’vc had It th* rest Iv th’ year. Ye must
are It, but ye mustn't show It. I'd advise
ye not to.
.» •- |j n ew ye had th’ Chris'mn* spirit
All th’ purses nn
stakes an’ cliatnpeenflhlp Isdts Isdougs m
him. He has his pitchers In th pu-ais^*
an’ as he goes by with his watch clwlu
clankin' on th’ dlmon buttons Iv his vest,
th' neighbors point him out with cries n
rage. On th’ mornln' Iv Chris’mns day ■
up nrly an’ out In th’ sunshine. There s
nawthln' f r him to do, because th
ar-re nil closed. No wan gives him tn »'•
tiution he likes. NoIhmIv look* at him I*’-
speetfnlly ns If they’d like to kill him.
don't dare to. 1 very body Is thryln to ***«•»•
happy. Th’ pollsmau on th’ beat feels t'l.u
this is wan day whin be cun Is? polite v, Mi-
nut endangerin' his life, an’ Is chnttm
merrily with his old lulniy, th’ loot!want n
tliruck nine. Th’ saloon keeps who ua»«
holly an’ mistletoe Uaug It out. an t | *"'*'
that Imv4*iit luing out a Tom an J* '
sign. Th’ groyeryman has prettily dIirni'* H »
th Ik>x Iv preserves on top Ir the ,
tain Iv ennued corn In th’ window. H*' •'*
iimposed to !m» u stingy man. mi l» urn**
h r year, but now lie’s *drin’ away tli ■
oranges In* was thryln’ to saw off •»»*
customers ylsterdoh. A good mnuny .
who nlver smileil befnre ar-re grlnnm.
at other times they’d toko away Ivrytidngf Even th* iiiotormuu looks less ike a
else ye had. They’d say to thlmsllves: [ yonaln* automoblllst nnd more like a hum >
‘ fellow* looks sthnmg. but he ain’t, i belli’ thut’s paid to commit murdher.
•This
lie has a fatal defect, which unfits him f’r q*w„ l*| U ckem th’ man who hasn’t
th’ crool sthniggle Iv existence. I*t*s take r ‘‘ l "* ImJS’ LiVcZ Kelly
his watch.” Tl* bettber to give thin to Cb "» ,,u * u K ** n >
raycelve. says th* good Irook. Mind ye. It
says hetther. not more uachral. It’s alsier
to keep tIUu to gl%-e, an’ more spoortin’ to
take away thin to raycelve. That’s human
nature, me ln>y.
On th* night Iv Declntlier twlnty-fonrtb
th’ man who hasn’t th’ rhris’mas spirit
stands at th’ bead Ir bit class. He’s chain-
Den I wish I was In Dixie
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie land I’ll take my atand,
To lib and die In Dixie,
Away, away, away down south In Dixie!
Away. aw*ay. away down south In Dixie!
There were. Just after the war, many
writers of beautiful Southern poetry,
prominent among them was Hon. Al
bert Pike. Although of Northern birth.
Pike became a resident nf the
South, and edited papers In both Ar
kansas and Tennessee, was Ir. the Con
federate army and rose to the rank of
major general. To him we are in
following tines o*»
»»itts to get lu on the ground flare- .. .
*Th’ whole Issue was over subscrlb** 1 *
long ago. an* th’ raysults.” says raU'‘r
Kelly, “have lieu so imtl«facthry that
wan will let go bis boldin’*,’’ he sa>»-
“Well, ’ll* strange,” say* Pluekem., ” I " ,r
this I* th’ tlr*t bit Iv undberwrltln I '
missed In a long time,” be says. ”H<»w* «m»
It happen*;’’ he says. "Ye weren’t left out.
snj* Father Kelly. “I offered ye a
to Mibscrtbe th’ day I passed th’ hat I'
t’nsey, th’ cchhler, whin ne lost hi* leg. . •**
dldu’t think ft looked like n good thing. •>*
says. “Who got m*»st Iv lt? ,r aay* Pluck*-.!!.
“I don’t know.” says Father Kelly. "» S’*
some f’r uieself an r me gisal I rind* put »»•
Iii f’r some more. H!nni*aj got a b |r *£
block an* I guess he’s got It yet, fr be
hasn’t used much »v It Dooley was *
large suliscrlber, but tb’ reckle** feii“'
prob’bly has used up most Iv hi*. I tm' 1 *
th* largest owner Is Casey hlmsllf. »•*
soy*. “He got an enormous block wbln he
didn’t shoot ye f’r evictin’ him, an n»‘■
l*eeu pickin' ft up steadily Ivry day whu**
he peg* anny at tb’ half soles, su’ I gn - 1
he’* th’ richest umn In Ar-re hey ronu t-*-
lar, an' th’ poorest tomorrab,” say* ratner
Kelly. aupp«>««* liu tb’ poorest tod ay.
win I’lm-kom. 'fan't I x»t rren a llttF?
" blent y»- spare me nlNoit two bits worU
eet s uigbt's lodgin’?’’ says be.
