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THE WEEKLY CONSTITUTION. ATLANTA. GA.. TUESDAY AUGUST 19 IBM. TWELVE PAGES.
THE WOMAN’S KINGDOM
The Home and the Housewife and Gossip
of the Hearthstone—-Talks With
Women and £^>out Women.
(Short Letters on home topic* earnestly solicited.
Write "Woman's Kingdom on one comer of the
mvelop.j
Mock Diamonds.
Yes, Alfred, the wild blush roses
Have bloomed In my clicck I know.
Whenever his name was whispered—
But, then, It was long ego.
And now there is a sea between us,
All haunted with mists and moan;
Oh! the darkness Is darkness forever
On the shore where ho stands—alone.
And under the shadowy vailing
Of the brown curls on Ills brow,
He has fastened a ghastly sorrow—
If you listen I'll tell you how.
I was climbing the gohlcn stairway
Of my girl-time’s goidenest day,
Towards a night of summery purple
And I met niin on the way.
And we went on that night together,
And I crossed its threshold dim,
Where a beautiful sleep was holding
A beautiful dream of him.
At morning we went from tho soasido
To the wilds not far away,
Where the wiuds were strung with bird-songs,
A ml trees bung full of May.
And ho twined the spray of soino mosses
With cliff-buds, crimson and white.
And kissed them and whispered: “Wear them
For the sake of niy lovo to-night."
We were back by the crowded seaside,
And the lamps were nil aglarc,
And the hand played In tho ball-room,
And I saw a stranger there.
Then I beard Ills mother whisper—
"You must know li»r-mbo camo to day;
Bhe's an heiress- thu men are enuy,
You were foolish to bo away."
Well, be Joined llic dance with tho heiress,
I remember os night declined,
And I passed and he could not seo ino,
For her diamonds had flashed him blind.
I tore them away from my bosom—
The blossom* so wild and swoot—
1 flung down his kisses in them,
And crushed them under my feet.
which prompts s Christian to deny himself
bartulc** indulgence, or to restrain himself in
allowable liberty, in order to be of service to those
who might be grieved or injured by his examp
it, worthy of ail praise. And there arc opportuni
ties for every Christian to exercise this common
able virtue, in various spheres of personal in
fluence.
A urn worth Jiving is not mere existence.
A story of the middle aget represents a holy mm,
Ft. Blmnq Btylitcs, as dwelling for several years
alone on the top of a high column. lie was alive,
hist enough; but what would life amount to in
this world were all Its inhabitants to exist In
similar state of solitude? True living 1* said
cqmint of giving and rccelving-that is to say, let
ting fr»nr neighbor derive some benefit from you,
while you In turn ere the better and happier for
bis life. A grest many people never acquire but
half this Idea. They believe In boartiiy receiving.
They are like sponges, which absorbs whatever
fluid comes near them. They hare nothing of
their own to iuipnrt, and would not dream of Im
parting it if they had. Huch individuals are not
good models. That fact is Instinctively recog
nixed. Even the little children point the Unger of
M-orn at mean men. But yet, we are all of
given to selfishness, and wo must take care that It
docs not grow upon us.—Kx.
CookiriK Rnolpos,
Feature Cake—One cupful of sugar, otio cupful
sour milk, one egg, one tablespoon fit I butter, one
ttaspoonful cream tartar, half tcaspoou of soda
and two cups of ilour.
Rosette*.—Three eggs, the yolks, and whites
beaten separately, one quart of milk, small piece
of butter, one cup of flour, salt, three teaspoons*
ful of talking powder. Bake in a quick oven.
Velvet BroxotCaK a.—Beat four eggs and two
cupfuls of sugar well together, arid two cupfuls
flour, two teaspoonfuls of baking powder, flavor
with Icinon, and, lastly, two*tblrds of a cupful of
ladling water, just as It Is ready for the oven, and
although the cake sesms thin, it Is excellent.
Ici Cream Campy.— 1 Two cupfuls of granulated
sugar, a half cup of water, a piece of butter half
the sixe of an bi n's egg, one teaspoonfnl of creAtn
of tarter dissolved iu water; ladl, without strain
Jug, until brittle when dropped iu oold water,
flavor with vanilla, then take off and pout iu but-
1 dishes.
We met once more by the seaaido,
Tua* under the dim night skies—
But I saw by the pallid moonlight.
The glamour hail dropped from his eyes.
He could see me and think of the blossoms
He kissed in the days of old—
Of the sweetness be made so hitter—
Of tho summer he inadosocold.
For he cllnelird my arm like a mailman,
Aud laughed ns ho saw me shrink,
And muttered, "Hhc wore mock diamond*."
Hell, so does tlu* world, I think.
There is nothing that bring* such joy aud
brightness to a home as. the presence of littlo
children. 1 heard A lady say not long linco,
who had no children, that she had gonn to tho
funeral of a littlo baby. The parents wero poor,
nnd.ae she stood at .tbo grave aud saw five
other little ones standing around, she won
dered if the baby would bo tnisted. 1 thought
how little she eouId realise the terrible void
mute >»y the death of that baby. Missed by
•Hof that little band, but sadly missed by the
I oor mother. Not a nook or corner of that
home, but had besu’mado dear by the preseueo
of her baby* Tho work basket where tho lit
tle fingers had atrayed among spools, thiuibio
and work, leaving all in confusion, the empty
cradle, the toys that had so often given pleas
ure, aud a thousand other reminders of the
lost one. Missed—oh, what a depth of misery
In tho word I How many a mother has been
awakened at night feeling the littleHlauils in
her warm bosom—only after a moment to re
alise it was only a fancy; that those littlo
hands wero folded In tho cold grave. God help
the mothers that are called upon to giro up
their little ones. Only last night 1 Visited a
happy home, where thpre was everything to
make tho occupants good, gratoftil and happy.
A boy and girl arc !bo only children. The
little girl of nine years old is tho stiushino of
the house; gentle,/loving and unselfish, the
hearts of tho entire household go out to her iu
unceasing devotion, aud only yesterday she
had left home for a visit to some friend. As
each member of tbo family camo In as the
shade* of evening fell, around us and wa sat
“in tho gloaming," the expression would fall
from each oue, "how wo miss our baby. From
the grand parents down to the little brother all
had something to say of the bright aud Joyous
child; and there seemed a shadow over
all—caused by the absence of one little child.
The father said, “If anything should
hsjtpen to that child " And tuon
in the fullness of his heart word*
failed him. And yet Ood has seen fit to take
from fond and loving hearts many a lovely
child that those hearts might be drawn to him.
Mothers, be patient with your little ones. I
give you a beautiful letter from a^mother,
taken from an exchange,which 1 hopo will link
deep into every mothers' heart i “While 1
was olosiug up my Saturday's work, I thought
of the many mothers with little ouos. How
many litUe hands are begging to help mamma
to-day to do the beking. How many little plea
and cakes will be made hy tiny handsf
Mamma don't drive them away. Give them
a piece of dough and talk to and encourage
them, calling them comforts. Only a little
while will yeu hays them, aad the precious
momenta you spore from your work now will
be precious moments to you wken thsy have
gone front the heme nest. And while the lit
tie girl Ut helping do thework, where Is
mother's boy? Gather then* all to your heart;
make them fool that mother 'needs them alt
Let them build aad pound in the yard to their
hcert's delight. Only fa few years will go
swiftly by, then mother's lonely heart will be
cheered by the thoughts or days gens by. 1
wish one column could be devoted to mothers'
* experiences. X think it would help us all so
much. How many mothers could tell of some
little vietory over self, that would help some
other mother. Come, mothers, 1st us meet
and have i Veal mothers' meeting.''
Watmuslow I'RKNKMVKs.—Take the riud of wa
termelon, after scraping otr the green outside,
weigh pound for pound; that Is, as many poundi
of sugar ns you have rind, to each pound of sugar
a half cup of water; put on to boll, and boll until
the ritul is soft enough to slick a straw through it,
thin remove that to dishes and put In the
rook the syrup until quite thick and put In a small
piece of white ginger while boiling; when done,
put your riud lujarsniid pour the syrup over when
cool. ThIk iiialus a dcllKhtlul preserve, and where
watermelons are abundant Itlswolitoxnv
rinds.
Flummery.—Take one quart of fresh milk, one
teacup and three tshlospooufuts of sugar, four
eggs, two ounces of gclntlue, one pint of cold wa
ter, one glassful of wine. Bcnhl tho milk hy plac
ing in a tin Vessel and putting it in a kettle of
boiling water, and add to it the grated peel of a
Jemon, three Inhit spoon fuls of sugar and thu eggs
hoalen to a still* froth. Have the gelatine soaking
in the water for half hour. Bet it on thu flru amt
boll until the gelatine is dissolved, adding the
Julecof a lemon and a teacMpful of sugar. Htnln
it through a jelly strainer, and set it upon tea to
ocol,4hcn bcutit with an egg beater to a froth,
add tho custard a little at a time, and when it h
all beaten in, pour over It tbs wine, snd beat to
gether rapidly. Fill two moulds which havo been
wet with Ice water with the flummery, aud place
on ico for use the following day. It can bo served
With whipped cream, or eaten with preserved
poaches or strawberries.
JiilltH.
Words of Wisdom.
It Is no* 'possible for a Christian man to walk
across a road of the uatuml earth, with mind un-
agitated and rightly poised, without receiving
itrongth sad hope from some stone, flower, leaf,
or sound, nor without a sense of a dew falling
upon him out of the sky.—Buskin.
Waav would be wanting to mate this world a
kingdom of heaves, if that tender, profound aad
■sHdcaying tore, practiced aad recrammeaded by
Jimus, were paramount In every heart? Then the
leftkst aad morn glorious Idea of human so
ciety would be realized—Krnmatactrar.
Artur r
Lregard forth* welfare of others,
A rarrrv and Bin tlx Bhusii-Bsoon IIoldkb.
Take two prirea of rani*board any shape dealrod,
only having mtu shorter thau tho other; cover thu
huger with glaxcd paper or two thicknesses of
White paper muslin, uml pssto In the center an
emlxwacd picture. Fasten tho pieces together at
the sides with twine, and finish t»y sewing a box
plaiting of scarlet braid around tho edge, wjjth a
cord of the sains to hang it up with.
A Daisy Tidy.—Got a hutiuh of No. ir> riok rack
braid; tuako thirty-siivun rosottes hy cutting cir
cles of white miisltn one aud a half inches Iu
diameter, sew the braid to It In live rows, so as.to
completely cover the cloth. Now make a tuft of
yellow knitting or embroidery silk, put in tho
Center of each, fringe it out nicely. Then Join to
gether Into four squares of niuo dallies each. Toko
about one yard ut scarlet ribbon, two Inohoi
wide, cut In two, cross at right angles and put
a daisy Iu the middle. Now fill In tho corners with
the four squares of daisies, fastening them to the
ribbon by the poiuta of the braid.
Cuunioroau run Cholera —Wo scarcely take up
a paper now hut our minds aro called to that
drcadtal disease, cholera. Its ravages ore fearful,
audit causes the stoutest hearts to quail at tho
thought of Its spproauh to our country. It is well
enough for all to acquaint themselves with some
of thu rvmcdica for the disease. One of tho most
successful treatments In Frenoe is said to Ira twen
ty drops of laudanum and three graius of etlior,
with itn constantly Iu tire mouth to prevail! vom
iting- But a doctor who llvod lu Mobile, Ala., ani
had been very sueevssful curing people during a
ebolem epidemic, says a tablespoonfol of chloro
form In about four times aa much water, Is an In
fallible cure for cholera. He says he was called to
Cuba to organise on Insurgent army during tho
Cuban revolution, end the cholera broke out
among the troops. His Ant experiment was upon
a negro who was Iu tho last stages. It cured him
and hundreds after him. When they marched tho
officers carried bottles of chloroform, and If a man
fell out, sick with cholera, the remedy was applied
and he was able to resume his placs. This is a
simple remedy, and one worth remembering.
Bee Culture.—There may be some of our friends
who live In the country and who have bees, that
would like to know what people In different part*
of the World are doing with their bees Not far
from Philadelphia, there la a beautiful stream call
ed Ike Wlsaahicktm, and close to its banks is a
lovely homestead,owned by Arthur Tedd. Huh
the president of the Philadelphia Bee-keepers'
Association. He la from the old country, and has
only bean In America a few years. He has a poul
try and bee form. In bis yard are arranged more
than eighty boxee for hives; some of them three
stories iu height. "Keeh hive couUlnsa family of
from thirty to forty thousand bees. Thee* are
supplied with a sheet of artificially-prepared wax-
comb, on which to build their cells at tha rats of
about twenty-tire to the square inch. In sash box
from five to eight of three combe are placed, au I
in each comb the busy Utile workers store from
three to five pounds of hooey." Mr. Todd has also
a colony of Italian bees. They are said to ba much
more amiable and easily handle! than tho uatlve
black bee. He bae a thoroughbred Italian queen
bee and young brood. This queen was rent over
from Italy In s little wire-covered cage, supplied
with saccharins provision for bar long ossaa voy
age oa two lUUe bite of spoaga. Shu U very
healthy and Is rearing a prosperous yount colony
In her new quarter* with great prlda. Tnts gca*
tit man has also a three acre sna flower plantation,
lie says It is only an experiment; that he had
heard that la Spain and Portugal the green trove*
of the sunfiower were used at foddet for cattle sad
he had tried It with perfect success. Then the bees
obtained sn Immense supply of honey from the
flowon aud the seed was good for the poultry. Bo
In that way three crops were obtained from oae
outlay. Then as there are great demands in elites
OUR YOUNG FOLKS.
Devoted to the Instruction and Entertain
ment of the Boys and Girls Who
Read The Constitution.
fin writing for this department, write plainly, on
mesideof your paper.aud put -Our Young Folks"
m one corner oi your envelope.]
Thu Moon.3Ian*
nr Mary a. r. staxsbury.
We children stood nt the window,
I’ccrlngdown tho long, dark street.
Clara—that's I—and Charlie,
And Geordle, so small and sweet!
All day had the wind been blowing,
All day it had snowed and snowed.
What If, in thu drift and darkness,
J'npn had missed the road?
We cuddled closer together,—
There was almost a tear in my eye;
And then a man with a lantern
Came cheerily walking by.
And papa Was Just behind him,
Fafo in the broad, bright track.
“Bee! see!" cried Geordle, "the moon-man
IIas brought dear papa bock!"
We told papa on the threshold,
And what do you think ho said?
"May Geordie grow up a moon-man,
And carry a light ahead."
—Weekly Magnet.
Our Letter Box.
Dear Aunt Busic: I am twelve yeara old, and do
not go to school now, but help mama at home.
I went to a picnic last week aud had a nice timg.
The answer to Annie Hogg's riddle is grapes.
Will some ono tell mo when beefsteak was tho
highest? Your friend,
Behobotb, Wilkes Co., Go. Susie Ware.
Dear Aunt HusJc: I am a farmers daughter, ten
years old. I am going to see my grandma soon.
I've been going to school, but stay at home now
and help mama. I sow on the machine, wash
ditlira and bring water. X have a potato patch.
Fa takes Tiik Constitution, and we like it.
Your niece, Lillian Davies.
Chlpley, Ga.
Dear Aunt Susie: I am fourteen years old. and
am visiting my uncle. He takes The Constitu
tion, aud I road it every wean with much pleasure.
I love Betsy If., and bo;>e to inoet her somo day
and hear her talk abont "old times."
Your affectionate niece*,
Houston, Ga. Jennie Burpee.
Dear Aunt Susie: We are twelve and seven years
old. We don’t go to school now, but help papa
work sud mama take care of our kaby brother.
Ills name fs Willie, but we like Bill Arp so much
that we call him Bill Arp. Papa takes The Con
stitution, ami we can scarcely wait to hear Bill A.,
Betsy II. and O. Y. F. We go to Sunday school.
We had a picnic and enjoyed It very much.
Your littlo friends,
Walter and Ballie Jackson.
Mulberry, Franklin Co., Ark.
Dear Aunt Huslo: I wait bom in California, and
have lived In Texas and Florida, but I like Geor
gia better than any other place. I've read through
Ibe Bible, Story of the Dibloand Pilgrims Progress.
W e take Tub Constitution and thinklt splendid.
Yours truly, Carrie A. Kay.
Griffin, Ga.
Dear Aunt Susie: lam thirteen years old. I go
to school, and iny teacher says I am learning foit. *
I'hi a takes The Constitution, and I take great
pleasure itvreading our Georgia Humorists *iul 0.--
Y. F. Yous little friend, ,
County Line, Ga. Babur Story.
Dear Aunt Susie: I am six ycarsold, and havo
three brothel* and two siNters, but papa likes me
the best, and thinks I'm tho sweetest, because I
a twin. 1 am not large enough to help mama
sew, but can make doll dresses and play with little
sister. . Your loving niece,
Liberty Hill, Ga. Estelle Burke.
Dear Annt fitisie: So many children write to you
that I want to write too, but Pve written *
letters I am afraid I can't write much. I in
Un years old yet, but have been through Saud-
ford’s Second Arithmatic twice, and am one of
the best renders in school.
Your little nephew,
Charlie Wayne Smith.
Ni ar Conyers, Ga.
Dear Aunt Susie: I am a farmer's daughter, four
teen years old. I stay at home and help mama,
she has a great deal to do. I’m the baby, but don’t
get tiny pe tting. Papa takes your paper, and I like
to lead O. Y. F, Bill Arp i*- _tsy If. I went to a
picnic the llh of July - ^«yed it very much.
Yrvi friend,
Oak Grove, Gu. Wii-lie Olive Hicks.
Dear Aunt Susie: Onr papas take The Con«titu-
Tion, and weJike it very much. Tell "Paul" if
be will come to the Smyrna camp meeting and let
us see him perhaps we will join him in hi* dairy
project. Your nieces,
Conyers, Ga. IIannau and Dinah.
Dear Aunt Rnsie: lam nine years old and live
In Georgia. I think it is one of the best stiles in
the union, because you can raiso everything hero
that you want. I would hate to live in those cold
northern states we read of, and if I was a littlo
northern boy or girl, I'd be sure to come south if
I could, but I guess they think we have nothing
here but negroes and hot weather.
„ Your niece, Theodora Smith.
Sunny Side, Ga,
Dear Aunt Susie: I am ten years old. I live In
tho country, sod like ft hotter than living in the
city. I will start to school soon. Papa takes Tub
Constitution. We hail Jts arrival with pleasure
We like Bill Arp, Betsy Hamilton, and I love to
read Our Letter Box.
Your little friend,
Ida Moore Allen.
LaGrsnge, Troup Co., Ga.
Dear Annt Susie: We are sisters eleven and nine
years old, and our papa is a farmer. Ho takes The
Constitution, and we like it very much. We help
mania cook, wash dishes and do many other
things. Your nieces.
Sparta, Ga. Liela and Hattie Culver.
Dear Aunt Susie: I believe I can report A young
er married man(?) than any of the cousins, to-wit:
Hllycr Horton, aged thirteen, to Emma Demon,
aged fourteen. Thu parents of these children ure
Georgians. Cousins, let us taka warning. Should
WeLster Lyion think himself old enough toinarry,
because he can pick two hundred pounds of cot
ton? or Evlc Khcrhoart, because she can help her
mama milk, sew and quilt? or Meda Pope, be
cause *he can knit two pair of stockings? Of
•c they would not think of such a thing.
Lula Porter, I'm an agent, butaa my head isn’t well
read, you will not in (stake ine for tho ono that sold
your father the fruit trees. Tell one of tho cou
sins If she can stand the Ware and tear of a school
tcnriici’s life and still be as Winnie at twenty as
her name indicates her to be now, sho needn't ask
Id m»n Arp for Carl.
Yours truly, Will Gay.
Sand Mountain, Ala.
Dear Aunt Susie: I am ten yean old. We havo
vacation now. 1 spent two weeks of it with
grand|>s, and had such a nice ttrae I (lid not want
to como home. Pni»a doesn’t take The Constitu
tion, but gntudpa does.
Youn truly, Nelur Johnson.
New nan, Ga.
Dear Auut Susie: I aui ten years old. I’ve been
wot ling in the farm, but will start to school soon.
love to go to school, l’apa takes The Constitu
tion, and 1 delight In reading the Letter Box. 1
think Lou, of Teuncxsce, must be good, as sho has
remembered the orphan boy. I go to Sunday
bool. Your friend,
Frank Newman.
chelybente Springs, Ga.
Dear Aunt Susie: 1 am twelve yean old, and
have vacation now. I attended commencement
at Jackson, and enjoyed it very much. My uncle
live* with \xs aud takes Tue Constitution. I doa't
think he aud mama could do without it, and I too
love to read O. Y. F.
Your loving niece, Nannie II. Heath.
Towahga, Gu.
Dear Aunt Susie: 1 am a carpenter’s daughter,
ten year* old. I stay at home and help mama—,
draw water aud sash dishes, and can knit trim
ming and piece quilts. Mama says I may stay with
my gramlnm next year if 1 will be smart. Papa
takes Tin: cosTmrrioN, aud we think wecouldu’t
do without It. Your little friend,
Tallapoosa, Ga. Mattie Hdbinson,
Dear Auut Susie; We are two friends, aged
twelve aud tlili teen years. One lives In Green
ville and the other two miles from U., but we are
both in the couutry now. School has just closed,
and wc arc inrry, becauso wo bad such a happy
school snd ktud teacher. We think we would like
your game*. We love to read Bill Arp and Dr.
Talmage. Your nieces,
Pattir Freeman and Lillie Blount.
Urecuvllle, Ga.
parted to realise aoaMUiag from the retool the
tdoefs*; ami he was also contemplating the exper
ts eat of making bread from the seed flaar, a tklng
that Is ottan done ta ffpain. where the sunflower
rtiUTos the title of "the gift of heaven "
Dear Aunt Susie: l’apa takes The Constitution,
and thinks ho rouldn’t get on without It. I go to
school to pspa, and he Is going to have an exami
nation and exhibition when school closes. We
recite four pages of Webster’s school dictionary
for at polling lesson every day and hardly ever
misa a word. I can knit, set the table, sweep and
play with my little sisters. I go to Sunday school
and 1 love God and our superintendent and teach-
much. I am six years old.
Your niece, a. Pearl Belcher.
Staitsvlile. Ga.
Dear Aunt Susie: I am spending a month with
my cousin Nellie Johuson. of Newnan, and hope I
will enjoy my visit very much. She is going home
with ms when I leave. Yonr friend.
Newnan, Oa. Emmie Barrow.
Dear Aunt Susie: I sm nearly fifteen years old.
snd I stay by myself all day. keeping house for
mama, as she ran'* stay at home in the dsy.
‘‘Paul’* said be didn't think it good for a Georgia
boy to engage in any enterprise alone, and wanted
“a fair cousin" to join him. Ask him it I will do.
Papa takes The Constitution, and l love to read it
very much. Your friend.
Harmony Grove, Ga. Loublla Writs*.
Dear Aunt Susie: I am fourteen yean eld. We
have vacation now, and I've been going to picnics,
celebrations, etc., and enloytng myself very mush,
rapa takes Tub Constitution, and I like It very
much, especially O. Y. P. Will some of the cou
sins write to me. Your friend,
Kiver Side. Ga. Alue Geneva Heath.
Dear Aunt Susie: 1 am aevsa yean old, and have
two younger brothers. Our mother died when I
was four yean old. but ws have a stepmother who
has good to as aaour own mother coald have
been. I gotosrbcoland like my teacher very moth,
and It seems the young men like her too.
Yoon truly, B
Chalybeate Springs, Oa.
, “Only n Cripple."
Yes, sho was only a cripplo, and had been ono
ver since sho was five years old. Shu had been
attacked by rheumatism even at that early ago,
-end by degrees had lost tho use of her right hau l,
and bur right hip was to twisted and warped by the
dlscsso, that tho had to use a crutch.
One would naturally ttupposa that a girl who
{hobbled about on a crutch, and had only t^o mo
of her loft hand, would be a sad burden to a poor
household where every ono had his or her special
Work. But from old Grandmother Winter, to two-
; 'Tcitr-old Freddy Winter, no ono ever found Sun lee
in the way.
With that one hand, and the crippled feet—
which, py the way, moved more swiftly than the
sound limbs of the rest of tho family—she was in
reality more helpful to her mother than any of
her stronger and more healthy children. But I
don't think that fact was recognised until an Inci
dent occurred which showed how much courage
and presence of mind was hidden in tho littlo
frail body.
Although Eunlco Winter was ono of a largo fam
ily, and her father a farmer in very straightened
circumstances, she had found some opportunities
to read and improve her mind. Ilersistcr Maggie,
two years older thnn herself, and some of tho
younger children had. gone to school regularly
but they were all dull, and learned but slowly.
Eunice, on tbo contrary, was bright, intelligent
and thoughtful, and she seized with avidity all
tueaus of improvement. A book, to this child,
often confined for weeks to her bed, meant a treas
ure-home, whoso contents sho mado her own, and
though her books were few aud not of great value,
they were, to her, treasures Indeed. ,
It was a bat, dry, dusty August. Tho drought
bad bccu one of long contlnuauce, and tho fields
wore parched and brown. Dot on the i»th of the
month it was evident to every one that a uhauge
waa about to take place In the weather. Mr. Wiu
ter gazed intently at tho clouds, piling tholr heavy
black maiccs In tho cast.
"We’re goln' to have a change of weather, sure,
Martha," he said to his wife. “I don’t much like
the looks of thorn clouds, swirling about yonder.
It's gain* to rain In torrents when It does como,
aud it will begin with n regular tornado, I’m afraid.
I wish we dld't have to go to your brother's this
morning."
"But you know John must bo very sick, or ho'd
never have sent for us In the sight," Mrs. Winter
answered. "I reckon bo's very bad off. Don't you
think I could drive Captain? and then you needn't
ccrnc, you know."
"No, you couldn't," Mr. Winter answered, de
cisively. "It's aa much as I can do to manago that
hard-mouthed bruto myself. Coma, wife, as we
have to go, let's be off. Maybe we can get back
before the storm breaks. An hour there, an hour
getting back, and an hour to stay—If John ain't
very bad off; and I reckon the bad weather won't
set In much before that"
"I'm ready," Mrs. Winter answered, "flea here,
Eunice, don't let the children worry your grand
ma till the gets one of her nervous spells. Try
and make them behave themselves, and not turn
tha house upside down with their romping. I wish
you'd aee that Mark gets his dinner as soon as he
Cornea outof the field; tt frets him so to watt for
bto meals. Skim last night's milk; and you might
Churn what cream there la, I reckon."
"Oh, if here ain't Freddy t and I wanted to slip
Off without bis teeing me. Don't howl so, child,
ar yon’Jl cet me enuyf Take him stray, Eunice,
till I'm gone."
You see that, although Eunice was a cripple,and
the second daughter, with a big brother eighteen
yean old, most of the household bnrdan was laid
on her shoulders. Her eldest sister, Ellen, d d
most of the sewing, but no one expected her to do
anything mote. Grace, two years younger than
Eunice, a stout, large girl for her age, hqjped with
the kitchen work.
The Winters were a hard-working family, and all
of them thought they were very considerate o (
Eunice's infirmities, trace use she was only employ
ed In tbo little odd Jobs about the house; "for she's
only a cripple, you know." her mother would say.
pityingly, “and you mus n't expect her to do rrgu
lar work."
But when little odd joke are of all kinds, aad fill
np every moment of time, I think the strain upon
mind and body is greater than hard, regular work.
It Is always-beginning, never-ending employ-
milk.” And down he would throw ids grout ath
letic limbs, and watch his pale little sister limp
c,ff on the errand without a thought that he was
cruel to her.
And hbe, more than any one else, would have
men ted the idea that any member of her family
could be otherwise than kind and considerate to
her,
I do not ay that the Winter family were not
fond of the gentle, unselfish little creature, but
ahe waa so eager to do everything she could, that
they imposed upon her, Without being conaelous
•fit tbrmselvca. Mark, the great bluff fellow,
waa aa fond of ber as bo cauld well be, but even
bo did not think It wrong to call out, wken he
"O, Eunice, rm so dead tired I can't stir! Here,
hand me that pHtow; and do, there’s a good soul,
go to tha dairy and bring man pitcher of butter-
_ _ have beard, my young friends, of yello v
spectacles which give everything a hateful, :aun
diced hue. Well, there is another kind, very rare,
I must confess,.which the light of love and use*
fulms* colois with such radiant hues that even
unsightly object* seen through |hcm, appear beau
tiful. Bucli a pair our crippled Eunice wore, aud
they made her happy.
Fhe had Just brought the buttermilk, when
grandma’s querulous voice came from tho next
room: “For massy's sake, Eunice, como here and
stop Freddy from mess in' up tbo floor with his
ginger-bread. Bee what's the matter with my
knittin*. child; teems to me this row is como out
ell puckery.”
“Oi course, grandma," she said, laughing, as sho
took ft from the old woman. "Don’t you sea
you've dropped more than half your ctltche*.
There now, It's all right."
But grandma, who was almost In her aeond
eliildhcod, and a very nervous and excitable ol<
Indy at that, and who persisted in knitting,
though she couldn’t get a row right, kept Eu
nice for more than an hour correcting her mis-
takes.
Then tho knitting dropped from her hand
"feems to me I can’t breathe, Eunice," she said,
"It’s that hot snd close. Bit hero and fan me,
That's like play to you, ain’t it?"
Eunice thought ft was very dull and tiranme
play, Bhe fanned, and fanned, until her poor
w eak hand ached and throbbed. She watched the
high white cap nodding beck and forth, and then
the ejes closed, and grandma was sound asleep.
With a sigh of relief her cramped band droppid
the fan. Bhe too had gasjrad for breath In that
opprcfslvo atmosphere. It seemed to stifle her,
mid she crept noiselessly to tho front door and
looked out.
There waa not a breath of air stirring.- Fiery
clouds obscured tbo suu, and the atmosphore had
a strange coppery tinge, that gave to tho green of
tho leave* and grass a frightfully unuatural as
pect.
Murk, who was unhitching tho horsts from the
plow for their noon rest, camo up to her.
Aiu’t everything queer lookin', Eunlco?" ho
said. "I declare," he added, laughing, "if you
lon’t look a yellow-green yourself! What’s como
to the sky, I wonder? Bee there; how that great
black cloud is racin' this way. Rain's bejlunin'
lire;" and grent drops, almost as large as bullets,
©w began to fall.
"J’in glad I got those horses In the stable before
it comes to pour," Mark continued. "Now I'll
have a chance to mend that broken harness. I'll
ling it in grandma’s room, and you can help mo,
ou know. What on earth is that?"
He might well aslr, for with a roar and a crash
tho tempest was upon them. Thero
gradual rise of the wind. It came upon thorn
suddenly. There was a crashing of tho trcei In
the little woods before the house, and though the
dwelling was strong aud low, it quivered to its
foundations under the shock.
The brother end sister hurried to grandma'
loom, whither Grace and Ellen had fled, aud
wtore now all the chiidrenwrcro assembled in the
last extremity of terror.
•What fs it, Eunice?" cried tho poor old woman,
shaking in every lfrnb. "Is the cud of the world
mr, and is tho Lord calling us all to Judg
ment?" .
Eunice saw she was panio-stricken, and she know
the shock might bo fatal at bor ago, and her tlmo
of life; so sho knelt down and stroked her with
ered hand and tried to calm her:
bad storm; grandma," ahe said, “but I'm
sure we're quite safe hero. I've heard pa say this
house Is too strong to be blown down."
"But ho didn't say tho Hgbtnla' couldn't striko
it," quavered Kllcu, who had a mortal dread of
lightning, xnd who cowered in a corner, hiding
her face with STor hands at every sharp flash.
Crash came the tempest again, after a short lull,
and this time the house groanod and shook
through all its timbers. A loud report Uko a can
non was heard in tbo yard.
-"It’s the corn-crib gone!" cried Mark, who was
•tending at the window. "Not one log left on an
other! The stable will go next. And oh, mercy,"
he cried, excitedly, "I forgot—all tho horses aro
tied up In it! I must looso them," and ho ran to
wards the door.
"Ibink of the danger, Mark!" cried Eunice,
CAtehlng him as he passed her.
"I can’t think of anything but tho horses now,"
he answered. "1 must give ’em a chance for their
Ihes, you know," and jerking from her he was off
like a flash.
Another blast, and grandma clung to Euulce f
crying in a helpless, imbecile rnanuer—
"Oh, Eunice, honey, dou’t let the house fall on
your poor old grandma!"
"I’ll do all I can," Eunice ssid, trying to speak
calmly,Tmt her face was very pale. Her beloved
brother she knew was In peril, and she wauted to
be with him, but here was poor grandma utterly
helpless, and her two sisters worse than usoluas.
Bumcthlng must bo done.
"Como here, Ellen," ahe said, moro authorita
tively than any one ever board her speak boforo.
"You must sit here and hold grandma's hand, or
ahc'lltry and get up and she can’t stand. You
must exert yourself. I havo something to see to
immediately. Come!"
Ellen obeyed unconsciously. There was some
thing in her sister's quiet face and calm tones that
rebuked her selfish terror, and inspired her with s
llttte courage. The youngest children wero cry*
fug- they hardly knew why.
"Try and quiet them, Grace," ahe said to the
other sister. "They will give grandma one of her
nervous fits if they scream so. I'll take them di
rectly."
Bhe hurried to the window which overlooked
the stable. Mark bad loosened the hones by that
time. One of them was running outof the stable,
and she could see Mark himself behind another,
trying to force him out of ft; but the din of the
tempest and the furious blast seemed to drive the
animal back.
At that moment the furious wind whirled a
pigeon-house in the sir, and before ber vary eyas
the stable, a large new one, seemed to collapse and
fall inwards.
For one moment everything grew black before
Eunice's eyes, and aha caught at the window sill
for support. The next moment tha girl’s wouder*
ful presence of mind came to her aid. 8he uttered
no cry, but made her way swiftly from the room
and out of the back door.
The stable was not many yards from tha house,
and the storm seemed to haye went the wont of
Ita fury, but It was only in the tntervalsof its lulls
that she wasable, by clinging to posts and abrupt,
to make her way to the ruins.
At first nothing was to be seen but a confused
mass of timber, and she called out in her agony,
"O, Mark I Mark! O, brother, are yon dead?"
A faint groan from the other side of the ruins
answered ber, and the next moment aha was
kneeling beside her half-conscious brother. His
whole body was lying outside, but to his knees
he waa covered with a mass of the fallen tint-
“You can’t go in this hurricane,'* ho groaned;
"you could never get there/'
"1 can. aud 1 will," *he said resolutely. “Here,
Mark, take the ether. Iff useless to call Ellen or
Grace to stay here, for they’re worse than useless
now. and they’d scare grandma in to a fit. Bo brave,
n y dear brother, aud bear the pain. It won't be
!ong before help comes."
Iiu looked up shudderingly, Just over his bead
A large rafter was swayiug with the wlnd.onapor-
tion of the broken wall. "It will fall while you’ro
away uud crush me,” he cried. "You can’t help
me, Eunice."
But lu- did not know the spirit that animate!
tbatwtak frame. Bhe pulled and tugged at the
rafter until her hands were torn and bleeding. At
hut it wu* dislodged And fell to the ground*, and
then, without stoppiug a minute, Eunice started
on her perilous journey.
The Wesley* was only a half mile from the Win-
ten pli.ee, but in the raging tempest that half mile
was u terrible distance. Trees were blown ocrori
th path, aud their branches wero sweeping
through the air, so that at times it was only by
crawling on her hands aud knees that the bravo'
gir could make any headway.
Mr. Wesley and his sons were scared at a pate
apparition, with blood on face and hands, who
totter* d into the house.
“t,ufcl , quick!" she gasped, "0, Mr. Wesliy,
our stable’s down, and Mark's caught under it, and
pa’sbwuy! Go quick i"
"Jilts'* my soul, If it ain’t Winter's little crippled
darter J" Mr. Wesley cried, “flowonartb, sis, did
you get through this storm?" But without wait
ing for her reply, he added, excitedly, "If this
don't beat me. Come, boys, let’s hurry. Is Mark,
much hurt, sissy?"
"I don't know," sho said. "His legs are under
the timber."
"No. I can't sit down, Mrs. Wesley; I must go
right back to him."
"You look like faintin'," the kind woman acid.
"Father and the boys will do all that's to be done,
but you ain’t fit to move."
"O, yes’m, I’m quite afrong," she said, with ft
little pale smile. "1 mint go."
Mr. Wesley, holding her hand to assist her, taw
how torn and bleeding both her hands were. Ho
asked her how she hurt them.
"I hurt them getting tho raftor down," she said; -
"and then, crawling ou my hands and knoe ••
bruised ’em badly. But that's nothing."
"If that don’t boat me," the farmer kept repeat
in?, looking curiously nt the little cripple.
He repeated his favorite expression at least flf :jr
times that morning, wheu they hod extricate I
Mark and laid him on Eunice’s bed.
“lt’» the farthest from grandma’s room," shs
raid' "and nono of them In thero know what's
happened."
It was Eunlco who sent for tho doctor and assist
cd him to dress tho broken limb. Only ouu lot
was hurt, tke other having been protected by somo
of the flooring. It was Eunico who moved about
swiftly on all necessary errands, and who choss
her own timo and way of communicating tho
news of the accident tqjicr sisters—taking great
care that grandma should hear nothing of It.
"That gal’s only a cripple," said Mr. Wesley,
when telling the occurrence, “but I never yet mot
a sound-limbed gal that could hold a candle to
her! Why, sir, she thought of every thing, and
the bc*t way to do it, and she was that masterful
we all obeyed her. Sho's one of the good Lord’s
miracle*, that she is!"—Youth’s Companion.
TOPICffoOF AGE,
Eunice always kept a bottle of ether In her
pocket for the spells of faintnet«to which she was
subject. Raising Mark's head, aha bathed hi* face
with the ether, and poured a little between his
white lfpa.
Yon can't get that timber off me," ha groaned,
wheu he bad revived a little. "I think one of
my legs is broken. O, Eunice. Eunice! how shall
I get help?"
6he was tearing away tha debris with her weak
hands, but at last ahe came to a heavy rafter, or
post, which even a strong man could have scares
moved.
I know what to do." she mid; "Mark, I'm go
ing to the Wesleys for help. Try and stand tha
pain till I coma back. Too know I will not be
gone very long,"
Old Coins, Old Cotton Pickers, nnd Various
Italics from the Bygone Generation.
Noble Quillinn, colored, aged 103 years, Is the
oldest man in Gilmer county.
Mr/Sumner, of Cherokee county, has a pair of
dirt pipe moulds that lmva been in hli family for
more than Z30 years.
Miss Mary Drone, of Columbia county, has in
her possession a cap W091 by her great-grandmoth
er, which It now over one hundred yean old.
The Carroll Free Press says that "Old John,” Mr.*
John Handley’s old war horse, died a low days
ago. Almost evpry person In the county knew old
John, atd somo of Mr. Handley's old company
will doubtless drop a tear aacrcd to his memory.
He wo* about 27 years old.
Miss Nannie Boyd, of Troup county, has in hoe
possession a Biblo which has been in tho family
hundred and twenty-seven years. It was
printed in 1738, ami brought from Ireland to this
couutry. On a blank leaf is written lu a cramped
hut legible hand, "A fret gift of DIsmuk, to Mary
WaUlon, this 1757." It contains alio a record of
the different owners.
There is a remarkable oldoouplo living in Dooly
copnty hy tho name of Mr. and Mrs. Sol Watera
both in tbdr nintleth year and halo and iiearty.
They have had thirteen children born to them,
and all of them wero raised to maturity. All of
them arc now dead, and the old coapis are left
alone lu the world, with no children nor grand
children to bless and comfort them in the evening
of their lives. Four of them were killed in the
war, and those who were married died boforo
heaven blessed them with children.
Seeing a notice of somo old coin* la Tux Atlan
ta Constitution, Mr. Joe Smith, Jr., of Jone%
mills, sends tbo Meriwether Vindicator what ap
pears to be two Spanish coins; one a little smaller .
than the American dollar and dated 1777. On the
side of the date is the worn figure of a man's head,
and round the margin the words, "Carolus HI,
Del Gratia." Ou the reverse aide is tho Spanish
coat of arms surmounted by a crown, while on the
margin are the wArds, "Iflspan Etlnd Rex. 4 It. P.
The second coin is a little smaller than onr
half dollar, fs dated 1781 and contains the tame de
signs, and words as the larger coin. The third
coin is stamped with a crown in the center and the
words, "80 cents, 1887, Empire Tran cals." On the
reverse side is the head and name o! the Emperor
Napoleon II.
The Albany News gives the following into retting
piece of information:
Yesterday morning we published an article oa
cotton-picking, and reproduced an editorial from
ihe Savannah News, which contained the follow
ing paragraph: "Some seventy years ago It was
thought impossible for a man to pick 100 pounds
of cotton per day. The boy who first accomplished
this feat in Georgia afterwards became a general
and one of the ablest lawyers and best citizens in
the state. Two hundred pounds to a pretty good
average day's picking even now with the improv-
ed cottons of the present," This has brought out
another early cotton ploker, now a prominent
business man of this city, whoso
communication wa give below: "There
to a man now Jiving in Albany,
nearly seventy yean old, who was the first nun
that ever picked 200 pounds of cottoRin Monroe
county. Ha accomplished tha tout in 1127, when
a boy, one Saturday. The farmen then raised the
green seed, hickory nnt cotton, and he picked 212
pounds. He waa the same boy who, when hi*
father gave him a task.’ of twenty rows of cotton
to chop out, up to a certain stump, one Saturday,
and told him that be might go to the mill pond
to go in swimming when his task was done, dog
up the stump and moved It up tan row* Without
bis father ever finding It oat."
At Foundry Prices.
From the Philadelphia Call.
Lover of Antique—What to the price of thaltlziaia
XIV. cabinet?
Brfck-a-Brack Dealer-Five hundred dohan.
"Mercy! Why a friend of mine got one Just Ilka
it for $150." . .1
"Where?"
"At Milburgville, Conn." !
"Oh! of course. You can't expect ns to compete
with MilbwirWe." ']J :
"And why not?” 0
"That’s where they make 'em"
As Easy aa Bolling Offa Log.
From the Chicago News.
General Boiler believes be can poll
votes. Why, eert’nly. There a
A. Dana—they are 2—and the 0
easy enough to pick up almost 1
From the Philadelphia Times.
^KeHg «tfnthreatens1 tosntt ont of to* big circus