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TIJE ATLANTA GEORGIAN,
SATURDAY, DECEMBER 15, 1901
MIRANDY ON WORRYING
BY DOROTHY DIX=
r^E ODDER das 1 , *al<1 Ml randy, Sla
/ J Aramlnty, what I* one of de«e
heah away-barked. shiftless wo.
men, dat look* lak dey waa bawn svld
twine, an' a dirty ralliker wrapper on,
•topped me aa 1 was a perambulatin'
up de street by her house, an' called
me In.
'■Sis Mlrandy," says she, "rejoice wld
me, for 1’se found arace at las'. Tee
got de food news of de true word, an'
I couldn't let you go by wldout pausin'
hit on to you."
"Bless Cord for dat!” 'epons I, •'but
what Is hit?"
' ‘Tze done Jlned de Don’t Worry
Club.” she says, "an" all my trouble* Is
done rolled otfen me, lak water often a
duck's back."
"Humph!” 'spons I, "dat sounds
mighty good, but how does do 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 lo
be a member of de 'soclatlon. an' learns
de grips an' de pass words," says she.
"Ef de house ain't swept, an'
dishes Is piled up unwashed In de.*lnk,
an' de beds ain't made, Instld of being
boddered "bout hit, you Jest sets dotgn
ca'nt an' padded 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 Is done wo' a hole In de seat of
his breeches, or dat yo' Hally Ann Is
got de knees of her stockin'* out, or dat
de baby Is smeared all down de front
of his pinafore wld bread an' molasses,
or some of de neighbors draps In to tell
you dat yo' Tommy Is amokln' cigar
ettes an' playin' craps wld some had
boys around de corner. Dere has been
a time, 81s Mlrandy. when dem things
would a troubled me, but not now.
Nawrn, I'm done rls above all dat
sence I'se done got de light In de Don’t
Worry Club. I de* lays back now an'
takes my eaM, an' reflects dat a hun
dred years from now hit won't make
no difference wh'edder de house was
kept tidy or dirty, or de chltlen was
rugged or patched.
"Nuther does I aggervate myself any
mo’ ’bout de cookin'. Ef I feel, lak
goln' to market In de mawnln', 1 does
hit, an' ef dey ain't nothin' comes up
dat I’d enjoy doin' mo' In de after
noon, 1 has a good hot dinner ready for
Mose when he gits home from his wuk,
but ef I don't Incline dat -way I don't
do hit, for I lielongs to de Don't Worry
Club, an’ de things dat Mose says when
I sets him down to some cold bread an'
de scraps of meat dot was lef over trom
de day befo’ don’t trouble me none. I
des puts cotton In tny cars, an' turns
my thoughts on somethin' pleasant
whilst he grumbles away, for nothin'
don't pester me .no mo' now.
"I tell you, 81s Mlrandy," says she.
‘I'se dono found de road to peace an'
happiness, an’ hit’s de Don't Worry
Club."
"Mnybe so," 'spons I, "but Is Mose a
travellln' hit wld you?"
"No, 81s 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 dow'n In de low ground of trou
ble an' tribulation, a-worryln' over
cv'ythlng, an' I'se a feared dat I ain't
never gwlne to be able to UP him u
for hit looks lak to tne dat de less I
worries, de mo' he does,” says she.
"Yassum, I specks dat’B de way dat
lilt wuks out, in mos’ famblys."
“How so, 81s' Mlrandy?” axes she.
"Well," says I, "dere's a lot of wor-
ryln' dut's got to be done In ev'y fam-
bly, on' ef one member of hit ducks
Ills sheer or her sheer, somebody else
Is -got to do a double amount of lay-
in’ awake at night a-tryln' to Agger out
how de rent la gwlne to be paid, an' de
grocery tnan 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 togodder, t' give de
right hand of fellowship in de Don't
Worry Club.
'Tse seed a lot of women dat belong
to hit, an' delr husbands had to wash
an' dress de chlllcn, 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 comer saloon
an' et free lunch an' drank beer, an’
speechified 'bout de folly of troublin’
trouble until trouble troubled you, or
of takln' lilt even den. delr wives was
a-benJIn’ over de wash tub support-
In' de fatnbly.
"Yassum," say* I, "whar you finds a
wife or a husband dat belongs to a
Don't Worry Club, you will And dat
de odder one is do President of de Mo*
Worry Club "
"Sis- Mlrandy," says 81s Aramlnty
wld a sigh, ‘Tse afeared dat I can't
convert you to de faith.”
"Dat you can't." says I. 'Tse a good,
fust class free hand worrier, an' I’se
proud of hit, an' I wouldn't change ef
I could. Por I'se done took notice dat
when I sets up wld old tnan Trouble
for a night or two a-sputln' de pints
of de proposition wld him, dat things
sorter begins to happen my way. Yas
sum. dere's somethin' doin' when I
gets lo worryln’ 'bout a thing.
"I’se always been what dey calls a
worryln' mother—an* dere ain't none of
my chlllen dat wam’t kept clean, an’
well fed, an' dat was a-mooseyn around
de street* wld hoodlums. Case I wor
ried ef dey was out of my sight, an'
dat's de way I kept dem out of bad
company, an’ de calllboose.
"Den when doy growed upT worried
‘bout delr gtttln' a eddlcntlon, an' I
worried de wash board an’ de cook
stove so hard dat I sent Ma'y Jane to
de female cametary, an' Thomas Jef
ferson to de college what he la distin
guished hlsselt In football.
"An' I’se worried a heap 'bout git-
tln' along. Cose 1 believes In trustin'
In de Lawd, 81s Aramlnty," says I, "but
I'se dono observed dat my prars am a
heap mo’ apt to be answered when I
gits nut 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
way, an' ef I ain't hit don't matter, an'
ain't worth pesterin' 'bout.
Nawm. dat ain't me. I worries bout
de future, an' de po'house In our old
age, an' I worries Ike 'bout hit, an' con
sequehtly Ike Is always got a good j,,|,‘
an' tve'se got a little money tucked
away In de hank, an' whilst we may
be missin’ a little of dat ca'm fcelln'
right now, you ain’t goln' to hear of
Brer Jenkins a/passln' de hat for Brer
Ike an' Sis Mlrandy when dey Is too
ole to wuk unymo'.
"Yassum, 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 aggervatin’ 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, 81s Mlrandy?" axes Sis Ara-
minty. .
“Well, 81s Aramlnty," says I. q
reckon hit’s a mighty good thing for
dem dat Is too triflin' to do anythin'
anywgy. De least dey can do Is to keep
from bodderin’ de worries dat Is doin'
delr wuk for 'em, an' havin' to wuk
over time at worryln’.”
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O ern Society, 1st January, 1(06: 0
0 "We understand that a marriage 0
O has been arranged and will take 0
O place shortly between Sir Des- 0
0 mond Kallon, of Fallon Park, 0
O Northumberland, and the Hon. 0
O Muriel Wynne, only daughter of O
O Lord Lothbury, the head of the O
O famous London banking Arm." 0
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O "Extract from the Dally Tele- 0
O phone, 2d January. 190«: O
O "Lord Evllngton Is leaving Eng- O
O land Immediately for 8outh Afrl- O
O ca, where he will commence a O
O shooting expedition that Is ex- O
O pected to last for some months." O
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My wife. Mrs. Cohen, has nothin* what
ever to do with this story, for sne hap
pened, strangely enough, to he nwny from
that Is to wiy, when I Invited Mir lie*
mond Fallon to dinner for the express pur
pose of meeting her, nml for other reu*
•on*. Bile had gone out to *peud the
evening with her sister nt Kensington, and
was extremely annoyed when she found
she hnd tnla*ed the opportunity of enter
tlou nnd hi* title, and she didn’t see him;
mid, I repeat, she had nothing to do with
this story. I only mention her heonuHc
the Is a memlier of my family, and that
given her a wort of claim of recognition.
Wc live nt Putney, In n house that I
purchased nt nu nlmurdly low price the
year after we were married. Thirteen hun
dred |M>uml* was nil I paid for the lease,
oeventy year* to run; ground rent. (6. If
you saw the Iioum* you would admit 1 hnd
n good bargain. «if course, my wife would
have preferred a freehold place. She nnld
acvern! time*. Ho should I n* a matter
^df arutlmetit, but we haven’t nuy children,
and I reckon that neither of it* will la* In
a position to worry nltout chiming a fresh
residence when the lease run* out. We
Shall l*e pretty firmly entnldlnhed by then,
one way or the other.
There In mi excellent garden nt the back
of the house, nnd we lined to hnvc n hit
of land nt oue side that wn* quite wanted,
an I thought the matter out. nnd an my
wife wanted a connerrntory, 1 built n stu
dio, with a ouinll bed room ntlarhod, nml
advertised for a tenant at £80 per niinum.
atrletl.v Inclusive. The first limn who took
It proved dlM|i|K>lntlng; he nnld that the
light was In the wrong place, ntid though
I hail altered the tire place nml put In ii
patent stove for him. he Insisted on leav
ing. and 1 could only recover a quarter's
rsut. The next man was more satisfactory
—lu fact, admirable. He wn* young ami
seemed In n hurry. He entile one after
noon In January, nnd looked around, paid
a year's rent In advance, and took nos-
session lu the morning. That was nil I
knew of him, ami tin* only request he made
was that I would take out the patent stove
and restore the lire place.
lie was nn Interesting man, quiet nnd al
Dost mysterious In Ills ways. My wife
fouud much comfort lu observing when he
didn't go out. nml In suggesting reasons
for his careful seclusion; then we discov
ered the told us so himself) that he was n
painter who couldn't paint, but qu ite had
liecnuae I had finally decided that I could
not see my way to n ***
and Hlr Desmond was
general but add remarks about people who
have the honor to follow my profession.
He looked perfectly astounded when my
visitor entered; sprang up, and held out
his hnmj.
“Why, Jack!" be cried, “all the world
believes you are In Africa!"
My tenant gated at him for a moment
and then turned to me with n glance of
Inquiry.
‘'You know Sir Desmond 1“ I asked.
“I am afraid there la some mistake." he
said. "Thla gentleman appears to know
me, but, upon my word—"
I explained to Fallon.
J hls Is Mr. Grant, the tenant of my
lo, and an old friend of mine. Perhaps
you have met him at some artistic func
tion r
Hlr Desmond shook his head nnd dropped
Iwick into hi* chair.
"1 mistook yon for an old friend," he
said to Grant. "The resemblance Is really
xtrnonllnnry." *
He still regnrded Grant aenrchingly, nnd
with a puasled expression. After n little
while this passed away, nnd he nppenred to
reflect; he was so absorbed that he paid
ho attention to our conversation, nnd, In
deed, seemed unnwnre of It. He emerged
from his reverie suddenly, nnd with a Jest
(penue, Insisted on Grant re*
•I ruble and undesirable corner of It, alone
enn do. We passed n very pleasant evening
and Fullnn Imcniue so chummy with Grant
flint he gave himself an Invitation to visit
the studio at the earliest |M>sslhle date.
Apparently, he hnd forgotten all about Ills
disappointment with regard to the £20,000
that I really couldn't lend him.
I am sorry to any that the remainder of
this II{tie story will be written by my
BY ARTHUR HOOLEY.
very small, or his buntp of secluslveness
very large. Had the observer been a
woman, she might havo found a third al
ternative, more romantic and pathetic—that
he—for Mr. Grant was young nnd ex
tremely attractive—that he could remain
wedded only to the art which he cari
catured, might be due to some desolating
disappointment In connection with other
matrimonial desires.
Sir Desmond Fallon was, perhaps, ns
shrewed n Judge of men ns of horses; It
was his business to make money out of
both, nnd his misfortune to fall frequent
ly when his hopes were most roseate. Us
was cultivating ihla acquaintance for n def
inite and selfish reason; he wished to mnke
n cat's paw* of his friend, but It wns not
until he hnd exercised all his admitted pow
er* of fascination, and established himself
on terms of Intimate familiarity, that lie
put Into motion the desperate scheiuo
which Ids fertile brain had conceived on
the occasion of the first meeting, nnd which
hnd since been cunningly and carefully
elaborated.
He began cautiously, passing from vague
nnd Jesting r*marks to more serious hints;
II.
It wn* some days before Hlr Desmond
•crept»m1 his own Invitation to visit his
new acquaintance—the geiitlemnn who hired
a studio Itccnuso he couldn't pnlnt: hut
when the Ice hnd once ln*en broken. It wns
not allowed sufiXrhdit time to freoxc again;
visit followed visit, nnd casual Interest
seemed to have- dcfrloped Into close friend
ship. However. Mr. Grant In no way
changed Ills usual habits; he went nut only
lu the curly morning or the evening, wear
ing always the old Norfolk suit, and avoid
ing frequented thoroughfares. Apparently
he never felt any Inclination to run up to
Piccadilly or the Ntrand; music hulls nnd
theaters, so admirably adapted to soothe
the youthful, possessed no ehnrnis for him,
nnd any Intelligent observer would have
leasoued that either his Income must be
finally ho explained the scheme, coolly,
ns a matter or business.
“When first I saw you," he said, “you
may rememt»er that I wns nnuixed. I
thought you were n man w'hom I knew
well; If you will excuse the bull, you are
more like him than ho la himself. There
Is nobody living who would not be de
ceived by the astounding resemblance. You
have his face, figure, nnd even his voice.
very colorable Imitation of his. 1 bnvo no
ticed Hint people who resemble one an
other closely lu their physical attributes
“No; I have no particular feeling‘one
way or the other. It Is troe that he In
convenienced me for a time; I almost
thought that he wns going to carry off the
f rlxo for which I was string. However,
managed to put him out of the run
ulng."
“May I nsk how?"
“I contrived that a certain person should
hear of a few discreditable eplsodea which
had not occurred."
"You muat be a pretty damnnble kind of
a scoundrel, you know," observed Grant,
surveying him with mild curiosity.
"Oh, all's fair In love and war. Be
sides, I wns playing for a big stoke. I am
still playing for It. and I want £20.000 to In
sure success. I am sure you * ‘
SU.VW IU 1II-
srlll admire
mere resemblance; I can scarcely believe
that Voti are not the mnti himself. My
dear fellow, likenesses like this are not to
be trifled with; they are special dispensa
tions of providence, and wise men should
make the most of them."
“And w'hom have I the honor to resent-
blc so closely?*’ Inquired Grant.
“One of the richest men In England—
though he Isn't in England, by the way, nt
R resent. You are the perfect double of
lo earl of Evllngton,"
Grant meditatively blew a Cloud from bis
pipe. "I think yqu have tncntloued hit
name two or three times lately In your
Interesting reminiscences. Let me see: Is
he not the man who wan supposed to lit
more or loss devoted to the lady whom
you are going to marry?"
Hlr Desmond shrugged his shoulders.
"Quite so; he left England Immediately
after our engagement was announced. |
believe he Is soothing Ills lacerated emo-
tlons by shooting elephants In Africa."
"You don't seem to like him?"
I.ord Evllngton. Von will lenru to Imitate
his handwriting, and I shall also coach you
In a few peraonal detail*. When you are
proficient, you will qQletly mnko your way
one morning Into the city; will stroll Into
Lothbury’* flank nnd Inquire for I/>rtl Loth-
bury. lie will not be there, because we
rhiil! choose n day when I know he will
be away. You will then ask for a check
l»ook, quietly make out a cheek for £20.000,
or. say, £25,000, and get It cashed. The
cashier will l»e astonished to see you, nnd
you tuny mention curtly that you have
just returned. No explaining will be neces
sary. The amount or the check will excite
some surorlse, bit no suspicion. I hap
pen to know that the balance of the earl s
account is quite large enough to meet the
check. Even If It were not, they would
cash It. You see, you are Lord Evllng
ton; you have his very accent. Man, the
things beautifully simple. —*• —*“
There**
..... If
ono other point: If you hnnpen to meet
— rs to ‘
,auy
, , who appears to recognlzo you, you
must use your native wit; It's easy to nod,
and Ik* In a hurry. Even If you were but*
tonholed It wouldn't matter. My dear fel
low, If yon yourself said you were not
the enrl, people would laugh at you. There
Is not the slightest danger." .
"And what do I get for niv valuable as*
slstnnce?'* Inquired Graut, after n pause.
"Five thousand down, nnd auotbsr five—
or ten, If you like—when I'm married."
"Why not halves?"
"Because 1 must have twenty thousand
now, and you can afford to wait. It
wouldn't do to have the check too large, or
I'd *sy make It forty tbousaud and share
"Very well," said the painter who could
not paint. “Now give mo my first writing
lesson."
A week later a gcntlctnnn alighted from
a hansom nt the corner of Grncechuroh
street. He strolled on for n few yards, and
wns Joined by another gentleman. Hccurlug
panning four-wheeler, they entered,
moved his hnt. "Well?" ho sold.
Grant nodded. "It's all right; twenty-five
thousand, In notes."
"Good lord," tmld Sir Desmond; and thers
was a quaver In h1s voice. "You'd better
giro mo the package," he said.
Grant fumbled In the pocket of his frock
cost, extracted a small bundlt, deliberately
counted seventy rustling notes, and re<
plnced the parcel In his pocket. "I got
twenty In thousands, and the rest In hun*
fired*.** ha nhisPrat)
dreds/* he observed.
"Giro me my twenty," said Blr Desmond,
Irritably. "Why have you stuck them back
In your pocket?"
"Because 1 Intend to keep them," said
Grant
His accomplice bit hi* lip. "Don't play
the fool," ho said. "Besides, honor among
thieves, you know "
"You are probably familiar with the
ways of thieves," said Orant Idly. "I'm
not, nnd If you don't like It, we'll drive to
the nearest polico station."
"And expose the whole thing?" Inquired
Sir Desmond sardonically.
"And expose you, you pitiful schemer."
returned tne other. "Cannot you See even
J et that I nm I*ord Evllngton. nnd that you
are been persuading me to act ns my own
doable?"
EPILOGUE.
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o o
o EXTRACT FROM ANCIENT AND
o MODERN SOCIETY, 2D APRIL, 1906.
o
o Wo sro authorised to announce that
o a marriage has been arranged, and
o will take place shortly, between the
o Enrl of Evllngton nnd the lion. Muriel
o Lynn, only daughter of Lord Loth*
o bury.
t> It will thus bo seen that there wan
d no foundation for the rumor published
o by several of our contemporaries to o
the effect that the Hon. Muriel had
contracted nn engagement with a
well known Northumbrian Baronet.
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EXTRACT FROM THE DAILY
TELEPHONE, 8RD APRIL, 1906.
Sir Desmond Fallon, of Fallon Park,
Northumberland, has been ordered to
make a prolonged stay In Egypt for
the benefit of his health.
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ELLA WHEELER WILCOX I
She Paints the Dangers to Mind, Body and Character of
Cigarette Smoking by Boys. '
IHM1 he could afford to
Indulge his hobby. When we knew all
about him, and realized that he wasn't a
millionaire or a duke In disguise, we be-
igan to lose Interest In the fnct that he al
ways wore an old Norfolk suit, and went
out only In the early morning, or when
. darkness hnd fallen, for a walk on Wimble-
•'don common. We gradually t*ecame quite
friendly. In an unobtrusive way; and once
. or twice he dropped In after dinner, to
t borrow s book, or smoke a cigar.
I may mention that I am n financial
expert, or what ordinary people call a
'money-lender, so those who know Hlr lies-
mond us well ns I do will understand why
I know him so well, ft was one of the
E test surprises that I have experienced
n J rend In the society paper* the va-
l reference* to his contemplated mar
riage with I-ord Lothbury'a only daughter
ano heiress; It was scarcely credible that
so keen a man of business should permit
his daughter to nfflnuce herself to n spend
thrift. Certainly, the great banker was
sufficiently wealthy to permit his daughter
to Indulge In the luxury of a love match,
yet those who have millions to play with
generally prefer alliances with families
which possess similar privileges. The only
conclusion 1 could arrive at was that the
North Country baronet was qveu smarter
than 1 had believed him. and that he had
contrived In some extraordinary way to
conceit! the fad that bbi large estates
were heatlly mortgaged, while his debts
were on a scale that I roust respectfully
term magnificent.
When he called on me to arrnugei
trifling of £20.000 I ventured to suggest
that he should apply to his pro*pect!v<
father-lu law, who W'ould. no doubt, Im
pleased to accommodate him. lie smiled,
and with the utmost amiability and frank|
nes* pointed out the delicacy of his po
sit Ion: Lord Lothbury. he admitted^
LITTLE KNOWN COMPOSERS
By DR. R. J. MASSEY.
Thsre was no doubt that the security
eras not altogether to Im* despised; I have
known targe sums of money to Im* lent, nt
proportionately large rates of Interest, nn
the strength of expectations much less
sulMtaatlsI. However. 1 am a cautious
man. by training and litcliuatlou; I under
otaad perfectly that aff engagement* do not
end In domestic bliss, nor tne divorce court;
and I Invited Mir Desinoud to dine with no*
In the evening, when we could discuss the
matter more at leiaure. I forgot to send
a"* wire to my *wlfe. though I knew she
had arranged to visit her sister at Kensing
ton. Consequently, when Hlr Desinoud
eamo down hr found me alone, and we
were able to talk confidentially.
It wna about 10 o'clock nud we were
lighting a second cigar, when
si front f
friend
the studio drop|M-d lu
3.
Reference to nn old scrap book. In
which are many war reminiscences,
camp songa nnd war pootry, brings to
mind the fact that very few readers of
the present day aeem to realize that Dixie
or really the Land of Dixie, the national
air of the late Southern Confederacy,
wns not of Southern origin. When. In
fact, it was written in tho city of New
York, as early as 1859, by Dan Emmet,
a leading minstrel. This wns at leait
two years before the commencement
of the war, or even before tjte Southern
Confederacy had an existence.
I wonder how many old antebellum
Atlantans of today, yet living In the
city, atlll remember hearing Dixie sung
and played at the old Atheneum on De
catur street, opposite the present New
Kimball, during the fall of 1860. It
was In the form of a regular negro
walk-round. In which some ten or a
dozen painted men and women In Imi
tation »f the negro, sang and played it.
From the very beginning. Dixie brought
forth great applause, and became very
popular throughout the South. In this
connection we 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 a local favorite ns a
negro walk-around, having a catching
musical air that Emmet does not claim
to have written. The words are the
veriest doggerel, and were put to must
(In the usual way with the melodies of
minstrels) through the art of the must
cal director ami hla orchestra.
"That Emmet was inrplred to write
Dixie by any patriotic or other thought
or knowledge of the Houth Is absurd.
That he could have supposed his pro
duction was to he a Southern war song
Is utterly impossible. And In the adop
tion of the word Dixie, he probably
caught at It as a meaningless negrolsm
that would stand for the Routh when
associated with cotton. In a song sup
posed to be sung In the negro planta
tion dialect. Just as 8tephen C. Foster,
supposing there were more slaves the
farther one penetrated the Routh. se
lected the Huwannee river In Florida
(where there were very few negroes)
ss the scene of hls Immortal melody—
'Old Folks at Home.”'
As a matter of fact Emmet knew'
nothing personally of the Routh or of
Its Institutions. He belonged to the
stock of a minstrel company that did
not. like West's and Rumsey's nnd
Kunkel's, travel through the Routh.
Bryant's and Wood's and Butler's and
Christy's nnd Buckley’s minstrels, re
spectively. had halla of their own and
courted only metropolitan patronage.
In December. 1860, during the excit
ing scenes Immediately preceding Routh
Carolina's formal withdrawal from the
union, and while Charleston was alive
with local troops dally and hourly on
parade, Rumsey & Newcomb's min
strel troup came to that city and played
o crowded audiences for a week. In-
identatly to these performan*
tary bands, having repudiated all .the
national airs, were In sore straits 7 for
martini music and early caught up
"Dixie," already being whistled
through t)»e streets by the little ne
groes. and the new song, played ns a
march, though repeated ad Infinitum,
held its popularity and rapidly spread
over the cotton states. These Charles
ton bands at the head of the Routh
Carolina troops were the first to entei
Virginia, and they quickly Impreg
nated the spirit of the young Confed
eracy with th# Inspiring measures of
the minstrel break-down that will for
ever awaken Southern enthusiasm
wherever It may be heard.
Dixie.
Southrons, hear your country call
you—
Up. lest worse than death befall you!
To arms! To anns! To arms In Dixie!
Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted;
Let all hearts be now united.
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the (lag of Dixiel
HurrahT Hurrah!
or Dixie's land we'll take our stand.
To live or die for Dixie!
To arms! To arms!
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 fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the cursed alliance!
To arms! To arms! Td arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie, etfc.
Fear no danger, shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike nnd saber!
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,
I*et the odds make each heart bolder!
To arms! To arms! To arms In 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 arms In Dixie!
For faith betrayed and pledges broken.
Wrongs inflicted. Insults spoken!
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie, etc.
_ popular walk - around of '•Dixie"
was rather idvased at U*e Interruption, was given as a climax The local mlU*
Strong as lions, swift as eagles!
Rack to their kennels hunt the bea
gles!
To arms! To arms! To arms in Dixie!
Cut the unequal bonds uauntler!
Let them hence each other plunder!
To arms! To arms! To arms in Dixie!
.Advance the flag of Dixie, etc.
Hwear upon your country’s alter, *
Never to submit or falter!
arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Till the spoilers are defeated.
Till the Lord's work Is completed!
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance (he Hag 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 arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie, etc.
If the loved ones weep In sadness,
Victory soon shall bring them gladness,
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Exultant pride shall banish sorrow'.
Smiles chase tears aw*ay tomorrow—
To arms! To arms! To arms In Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie, etc.
Stephen C. Foster, who wrote the
“Old Folks at Home,” was also a
Northern man, a native of Pennsylva
nia. He never was In the South. He
was a song composer, and a man of
great culture, u leading linguist. He
was the author of many familiar
Southern ditties. He wrote from 1842
to 1860. Among hls songs we remem
ber “Uncle Ned.” "Old Susannah," "Old
BlAck Joe," “Old Dog Tray," "Nellie
Bly," "Old Kentucky Home," "Old
Folks at Home,” etc.
The last named song w*as by fas the
most popular nnd profitable piece ever
published In the United States. He
received a stated price of 1500 for each
time It was sung before the public for
several years.
Foster first wrote hls music In Imi
tation 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 Suwanee 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 words. “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,
1 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 l roam.
Still longing for de old plantation.
And for de old folks at home.
CHORUS:
All de world am sad and dreary,
Eberyw here I roam,
J Oh! darkeys, how my heart grows
weary.
Far from de old folks at borne.
This verse, as well os all of “Suwanee
River," shows plainly the archness, hu
mor and refinement usual to Mr. Fos
ter as a writer. But In this Instance
It shows also hls wonderful Ignorance
of Southern plantations and their beau
tiful locations. In “Suwanee River,"
as In many others of hls pieces, he
wrote the music and only put in such
words as gave rhythm to the verst
“Suwanee for Instance).
Dixie.
(The Original Words.)
I wish I was In the land of cotton
Old times dar am not forgotten,
Look away, look away—look away.
Dixie land.
In Dixie land where I waa born In,
Early on one frosty mornln’,
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
Den I wish I was In Dixie
.Hooray! Hooray t
In Dixie lard 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!
Ole missus marry "Wlll-de-weaber,"
William was a gay deceaber;
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
But when he put hls arms around 'er
He smiled as fierce as a forty-pounder,
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
Hls face was sharp as a butcher’s
deaber,
But dat did not aeem 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,
Dixie land.
Den I wish I was In Dixie
Hooray! Hooray 1
In Dixie land Iil take my stand.
To lib and die In Dixie,
Away, away, awa^down south In Dixie!
Away, away, away down south In Dixie!
Now here's a health to the next ole
missus.
And all the gals that want to kiss us.
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
But If you want to drive 'way sorrow.
Come and hear dis song tomorrow,
Look away, look away—look away
Dixie land.
Den 1 n-l*h I wu 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!
There la little use, perhaps, of talking
to boys about the pernicious results of
cigarette smoking when they sea the
practice Indulged In by their fathers,
brothers and mothers.
Nevertheless, here are a few facta
offered by a prominent club woman of
Los Angeles, Cal., who has studied the
question carefully:
I have noticed that many of the boys,
t)lg 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 the first cigarette by a
boy who might easily have been In
fluenced tor good. Cigarettes affect
boys as drink acts on men. And the
majority of boys begin smoking for
the 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 if come* out that
they stole candy perhaps, maybe cook
ies, but it is almost always the case
that they also took tobacco.
Once formed, the appetite for tobac
co Axes Itself upon a boy until he Is
Anally a slave, and he will go to al
most any extreme to secure the poison
ous weed. *
Strength to Rtfut*.
Mothers would do well to teach their
boys that It Is a proof of manliness
to show strength to refuse a cigar
ette when other boys are smoking.
"Any loafer can smoke; not every
boy can be man enough to refuse," was
the answer of one brave boy when hls
companions laughed at hls refusel to
join them.
That would be a good motto for an
anti-cigarette club of boys to adopt.
Another thing to tell a boy Is this:
Cigarette smoking arrests the develop
ment of boys under IS, inentully, physi
cally, morally, or all three.
If a young man Is determined to
•moke let him at least get hls growth
Arat.
It Is gratifying to know that a school
Is being established along lines sug
gested for many years In this column.
A School of 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 qm
starting near Guthrie, O. T„ on a farm,
for the express purpose of teaching
these things.
Dr. George Parker Holden says, with
emphasis: “The need of determinedly
grappling with this matter Is today
keenly felt among educators, and they
also feel the need of help from our
profession In dealing practically and
efltclently with It. A boys' private
school In Connecticut that mnkes a
specialty of definite Instruction In this
question finds no difficulty In getting
students nt <1,000 per year.
“I suggest Ibo organization of a
tlonal association of educators l.„.
physicians whose object shall be to <ic-
vise an approved adequate gne
course of study for the youths of
high schools and colleges, and to p.
mote tho general Introduction of the
same, nnd that our schools of pedagogy
prepare special teachers for this work."
Dr. La Fetra, lecturer on physiologi
cal pedagogies for New York Universi
ty, has a strong article on the teach
ings of sex knowledge, entitled "8cho
Hygiene nnd the Growing Child."
The moral condition of most of
state schools Is something simply
frightful. While the conditions that oh-
tain In many of our colleges are nlarr
Ing, millions of homes are more or le.-a
unhappy because of neglect of thia
subject. Wo believe the signs of the
time Indicate strongly that teachings
along this Hue will be taken up In all
our schools.
This experiment here In tills ho
has proven a success along that line.
Quite a number of other schools are
doing the same. We therefore present
tills 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.
Marlonvllte. Mo.
Higher Humanity.
_ All this Is excellent, and shows th
signs of the times, pointing to a higher
humanity nfter a few generations.
The public schools and all private
schools, and all country schools, are
engendering evil along with good. Chil
dren are taught everything save tho
most vital truths of life during school
hours, and there Is no guidance or pro
tection given them out of school hours.
Innocent and perverted are thrown
side by side, and sacred facts are made
known to pure young minds In the
guise of obscenity and depravity.
Mathers and fathers are blind anil
stupid on these subjects and through
conceit and vanity Imagine their chi'
dren beyond and above any danger
contamination. Yet the contamination
takes place all the same.
It Is the business of Instructors to
provide the common sonso teaching
which parents so wofully lack In the
training of the young.
But the work attempted by
Mitchell In hls Purity Farm School at
Marionyllle needs to be conducted with
great wisdom and discretion.
Many books written with a view to
guiding the 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
are one with nature, one with mother
earth. And that as plants spring forth,
so does man, and that God, the source
and the cause, lies back of everything,
and that all Hls methods ar* beautiful,
sacred and holy.
All success to the Marlonvtllc Purity
Farm School.
THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT
AS SEEN AND DESCRIBED BY “MR. DOOLEY'
PETER FINLEY DUNNE in th* Christmas Amsricsn Magazin*.
All th'
can't IsJjre Chrla'nias unless ye've hUX
Y k i
tell yo what It Is, but It’w »n ......
•nnjrthlnif Uuit we talk nn’ fight about th'
rest Iv th’ year.
It'* n* rale ns th’ rate bill, th’ tariff or
th' rh'llpeen*. I nlver ueen nnuy iv thim
things, though I’ve taken me life in me
hnnils mutiny n time f'r an' again tlilni.
It’s a good deal more rale to me, f'r I can
feel It. I enn hear It. nil’ I «nn *eo If. As
tne mind run* on t’htis'mn* day I'll vote
f'r no man f’r prlHldent who staml* on
unny other platform but to uphold t him
principle# f’r which matin*’ tlnuxunds Iv
Amerleuii citizens have almost been cre
mated thryln’ to play Manta ('Ian*.
rhrls’ma* bring* good cheer. »ny» ye, nn*
re're right. loteteway* ye're port right.
Th’ thruth I* ye can't Injye It onlesa ye
* th’ (’hrla'mn* spirit, *n' ye cau l have
Chrlt’ma* spirit on rbrls'mn* onlcw
e had It th’ rest Iv th’ year. Ye must
* It, but ye mustn't show It. I'd advise
yp not to.
If people knew ye had th’ Chrls'nma spirit
l other tl •
peen lr th’ wurrubl , -
stake* an* ehauipceiishUi l**lt* belomr*
him. lie ha* hla pitchers. In th' pa j
rage, on th’ mornln' Iv Chris mas day In* •
ftp nrly an* out In th' sunshine. TJi'T-
han'thln' f'r hltn to do, liecauae th on
ur re nil closed. No wan give* him th
tintloii he likes. NoImmIjt-Tooki.at hl»» r,, “
■pectfully ns If they’d like to kill him. hnt
don’t dare to. Iverylaaly Is thryln t<»
happy. Th’ pollsiuan on th’ ln?at fed*
this Is wan day whin he cun Is? polite »[»“;
out cinlntigerin' hla life, an’ U rhninu
merrily with hls old Ifiiniy. fh lootluaiA b
thruck nine. Th’ saloon keeps who
holly an* mistletoe hang It out. an »•> ’
that have'tit hang out a Toni an ' '
**gn. Th' groeerytiwn ha* prettily dlir.'i '
th* box Iv preserve* on top Iv the 1,1
tain Iv canned corn In th’ window. M'* '
nippoxcd to Im* a stingy man. an’ I* nj<;*o .
h r year, but now In** dvln’ away th
>rouge* he was thryln’ to saw off 0:1 •
'ustoiuers ylsterdah. A gmsl monnyj
mill*
Dan buckwheat cakes and Injun bat*
.ter,
Maes you fat or a little fatter.
Look away, look away—look away,
Dixie land.
Den how It down and scratch nnd ffnib
ble.
To Dixie's land I’m bound to trabble, major general.
Look away, look away—look away, debted for the
Dixie laud. Dixie:
, . .... ... re gr
time* they'd take away ivrjthlng! Even th’ motorinan look* less 118“ «'
, J* Ua»*. They (1 say to thimsilve*: yonnlre autoniolilii*t nml more like a bum n
•Thlx fellow look* -throng, but lie ain’t, j iieln’ that’s paid to commit mnn.lh. r,
hi* watch." ’¥l* bettbir to^five thJn p, j ChHs'ma* spirit, meet* Father Kelly •>*
raycelve. says th’ good book. Mind ye. it wants to get Jn on the ground flu re. ,
•ay* betther. not more nuclirnl. It’s nlsler j 'Th’ whole Issue warn over sah-n
an’ more spirtin'
raycelve. That's human
to keep thin to gb
take awuy thin to
nature, me boy.
On th’ night Iv Iieclmber twlnty-fourth
th’ man who hasn’t th’ rhrls’mat spirit
stands at th' head Iv hla class. Ile a chain
Den 1 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, nway, away down aouth In Dixie!
There wrere. Just after the war. many
writers of beautiful Routhem poetry,
prominent among them was Hon. Al
bert Pike. Although of Northern birth.
Mr. Pike became a resident of the
Routh, and edited papers In both Ar
kansas and Tennessee, was In the Con
federate army and rose to the rank ot
raysnlts." say*
long ago. .... RPflHRHPHPH
Kelly, "have Iwn so natlsfacthry th
wau will let go |U* boldin'*," he
"Well, ’tl* strange.” say* Plnokcm.
this l* th* first bit Iv undherwritlu i
To him
following
rlldn't think it looted like a good thing ”
•ays. ' Who got most Iv lt?’ r *sy* l Iu«*k # >•
’’I don't know." say* Father Kelly- » - '
Mine f'r tuerclf nn r me good frlnd* pu
In f’r MOtnc more. Hlnn!**y g’'» 0
Mock nn’ r guess he's got ft yet. t r **
hasn’t used much iv It. Dooley wn*
largo Mttliscrllicr. but th* reckle** f*' 11 "
prop’hl.v Im* used up most Iv bis. *
th' largest owner 1* Casey hltnswf. *
win. Tie got an enormous block whin
didn't shoot ye f*r evictin’ him. an
l**eu pickin’ ft tip Steadily Ivry dsjr »
he peg* nway st th’ half *o|eS> sn I g’"
he'* th’ richest man lu Ar-rrhey rrad
Jay. an* tu* poorest toroorrab." says »*/,! •
fines
in- I "I suppose Pm th’ poo
I "ay* Ilnckem. "Can’t I get e