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MONTVALE.
The farmers of this section are
nearly through with their work.
Some few are still sowing corn and
peas for hay. We think if we don’t
get some rain within a few days the
farmers will have to go to pulling
fodder.
.Mr. R. C. Sanders made a business
trip to Rome last Friday.
Mr and Mrs. John Jackson spent
Sunday with J. F. Mills and family
of Haywood.
Misses Mamie and Margie Mills
spent Sunday with Miss Ethel Scog
gins.
Mr. B. E. Dunwoody and daughter,
Mary, were in Summerville one day
last week.
Mr. Youngblood -.pent Friday night.
In Dirt town.
Mr. and Mrs. F M. Maynor spent
Sunday with John Maynor and fami
ly of Dry Crock.
Mr. and Mrs. Mill (’.impbell spent
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Frank
Shropshire,
Rev, 8. L. Williams ill begin a
scries of meet Ings at Ebenezer the
second Sunday In Augus
Miss Ethel Coulter spent Sunday
••‘lb Mrc. I). H. Brothers at Crystal
Springs.
Mr. and Mrs. liarlen Johnson of
Trion spent last week with the lat
ter’s mothei. Mrs. Susie Barbour.
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WAYSIDE
Mr. Tom llohanan expects to leave
Wednesday to see his mother, who
is at the state sanitarium at Milledge
vllle.
Mrs. Hill of Trion spent the week’s
end with Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Brad
ley.
Mr. and Mrs. W. W. Peppers and
Miss Maggie Carroll of Lafayette are
spending a few days with Mr. and
Mrs. W. 11. Paltnour.
Mrs. O. 11. Bullman is some better
we are glad to say,
Mr. Victor Paltnour made his reg
tllar trip to Trion Sunday.
Miss Georgia Johnston was the at
tractive guest of Miss Tennle Hen
drix Sunday.
Miss Ella Watson of Gore took
charge of her school here this week.
Mr. Earl Alexander of Childers.
Texas, is spending his vacation hero
with home folk.
Rev. Mr. Green filled his appoint
ments hero Sunday.
Next Sunday is our regular singing
day. Everybody come and bring
your books.
’’BILLIE.”
THE FARMER.
The farmer who is yy
Enough to take his ee.
And study with his ii
And think of what he c< :
He hears the clatter of the jj.
As they each other tt.
And sees that when a tree dkk
It makes a home for bb.
A yoke of oxen he will uu.
With many haws and gg.
And their mistakes he will exqq
When plowing for his pp.
He little buys, but much he sells.
And therefore little oo;
And when he hoes his soil by spells
He also soils his hose.
—Macon Telegraph.
Electric
Bitters
Succeed when everything else fails.
In nervous prostration *nd female
weaknesses they are the supreme
remedy, as thousands have testified.
FOR KIDNEY, LIVER AND
STOMACH TROUBLE
it is the best medicine ever sell
over a draggut's counter.
HER TRUE MUSIC.
The Surprise That Came After
the Lovers Were Engaged.
By BETTINA MAYHEW.
[Copyright. 1909, by Associate*! Literary
Press. J
“St. James' park? Pardon me. Can
you direct me to the Woodson resi
dence?”
The park’s thick turf had deadened
the-sound of the steps; hence the two
clerical looking gentlemen had ob
served at close range for some time
the girl In the swing before either of
them spoke.
For a minute a sensitive face, fram
ed by a big hat, lifted, and a pair of
glowing black eyes traveled with slow
deliberation from one to the other be
fore she replied.
“The graystone, first turn to the
left."
Then she resumed her book, the
wide hat drooping so that the merest
outlines of chin and neck peeped from
below the edge of the brim.
“A pretty hat and a pretty girl,” the
Rev. Paul Freyer meditated, “and a
picture worth remembering."
Two hours later from the landing of
the stairs his eyes fell upon the same
bat, entirely at home on the rack in
the Woodson ball. He knew it in
stantly. By no chance could there be
two such hats. It was broad and low
crowned, a mass of white popples
with dark hearts—one of those articles,
in fact, which proclaim with brazen
tongue the personality of the wearer.
Perhaps the graystone, with its web
of dull green and gay red creepers
and its more than full quota of nooks,
sunny and conspicuous or unexpected
and shadowy, had something to do
with the Rev. Paul's mood. At any
rate, before he stirred from the land
ing the pretty girl In white, with the
, glowing, black eyes, had responded to
his Imagination by assuming the pro
portions of his Ideal—a Portia, a veri
i table Portia.
Who was she? The Rev. Paul de
! rived a pleasurable shock from an in
spired guess. Who else. Indeed, but
Ada, stepdaughter to Ids sister, Mrs.
Sara Woodson? Quite distinctly he re
called a forgotten fact. There had been
at the time of the marriage mention
made of a child. That, of course, was
years ago. She was now probably well
grown.
He had been in college then, after
ward traveling abroad. Returning, he
. had Immediately settled Into a pas
torate that had taxed his powers to
the uttermost and tired his very soul.
Sister and all else outside of duty had
gone from him with an Imperceptible
Jrlf* till the day downed when he was
peremptorily ordered away for rest.
He had come protesting, regretting,
and now—what if— He laughed softly
and sought bls sister.
In the dining room, when he entered,
the pretty girl, prettier than be had
thought, stood with her band on the
back of a chair at the foot of the table.
“My stepdaughter." Mrs. Woodson’s
smile was gracious and sweet. “Ada,
’ my brother, the Rev. Paul Freyer, and
his assistant, the Rev. Mr. Condon.
Just think. Ada,” she laughed gayly,
i “for the whole of the summer they
have nothing to do nor a thought or
wish but to amuse. That list we were
I preparing for our summer reading"—
“Oh, Sara!" Eager and bright the
clear voice floated from the foot of the
bible. "We must—we must first finish
that story of 'Slndbad the Sailor.’ It is
Maupassant’s very best. Maupassant?"
she reflected. “Perhaps, now, it's Poe,
or maybe.” and the big childish eyes
sought those in turn of each present—
"No; I have it. It’s Halifax. Am I
right? Sara, do set me straight."
Mrs. Woodson’s hands dropped heavy
on her unfolded napkin, and the Rev.
Paul's heart contracted to diminutive
proportions. For him the golden bowl
was broken, the swift born hope of an
hour trailed in the dust. The—the hat
—then, had not been—
He sighed, and the sigh was—for the
smallness of the beautiful concrete and
for tlie greatness of the beautiful ab
stract.
And Ada babbled Joyously on, her
clear voice and soft laugh dominant
features of the dinner hour. "The
chatter of a child," the Rev. Paul de
cided, unconsciously talking down to
her. Afterward she flitted about the
rooms, never still, the quick tattoo of
her high heeled slippers quite as mu
sical as her rendition of a famous con
certo and disappearing early with a
pleasant good night.
“A charming young girl." ventured
Rev. Mr. Condon, and the Rev. Paul
re-enforced the remark with. “For all
the world like a white butterfly. Hae
she never gone to school. Sara?”
Hut if Ada had not womanly graces
•nd scholarship she possessed an ac
complishment out of the usual, a con
stant eruption of small talk. No con
versation. serious or learned, eould re
sist It. Without a thought she cleft it
at a blow, severing each thread past
boi>e of redemption.
“Tinkling cymbals." the Rev. Paul
remarked one day, watching the fly
ing, whirling white figure in pursuit
of butterflies in the occasional patches
of sunshine among the great trees.
"It’s a pity so exquisite a creature
should be so—so— You ought to send
her to school, Sara."
Mrs. Woodson flushed to the little
curls on her forehead. “Paul." she
said. "you do Ada injustice. I” She
stopped, laughing lightly, as Ada flut
tered Into the room
"Ads.” she called. “Paul Is recalling
his youth by translating some of the
Homeric poems. He’s found his stone
wall Perhaps you can help him over "
Obediently Ada bent over the »tal-
THE SUMMERVILLE NEWS, THURSDAY, JULY 29, 1909.
wart reverend, her white forefinger
tracing the lines, translating slowly,
word by word, with great difficulty,
but with absolute correctness, the en
tire passage, her bright eyes meeting
his uplifted gaze at the finish with tlie
frank pleasure of an unspoiled child
"Why, ladybird,” be laughed, “who
could have dreamed of that pretty
head holding such gems of wisdom?”
“Mere accretions!" She had seized
her net and was off after a big white
moth with dark patches on his downy
wings.
The Rev. Paul watched her thought*
fully. "Sara,” he said, "the child has
possibilities. This glimpse of memory,
with one or two glimmerings of a mind
that I have surprised, convinces me
that she could be awakened. You
ought to send her to school.
“I didn't mean to offend,” he added
as Sara's face, flushing and twitching,
appeared above her paper, her eyes
deprccatingly seeking those of Condon.
“I think, if you don’t”—
He forgot to finish. The habit of
long years of self effacement in the in
terest of unfortunate humanity rose be
fore him like a pillar of fire. The duty
was plain. He would accept It in be
half of his sister as well as himself.
After that the numerous nooks of the
graystone bad frequent occupants, the
Rev. Paul lecturing and explaining and
Ada listening, the big eyes at last
growing so wistful that in the end,
with a great pang, he gave It up.
“Tinkling cymbals,” he muttered and
sighed again. And the sigh was for—
the lavish outward riches, the lamen
table inward poverty.
She was radiant, beautiful as an an
gel, he thought, that last Sunday morn
ing, very like one of her own popples.
He turned in his seat to watch her, the
rosy skin of hands and arms showing
through the meshes of her gloves as
she turned the leaves of the hymn
book. She found the place presently,
offering him a half of the book with
an upward glance and little dimples
showing about her lips.
Then they rose with the congrega
tion. A minute after he stopped sing
ing in the middle of a verse the better
to listen—
Bring forth the royal diadem
And crown him Lord of all.
The Rev. Paul withstood the flood
for one small moment; then abjectly, in
spirit, he knelt before the soul of the
singer. The tenderness, thf |>athos,
the love, his splendid vocabulary held
not the words to express the wealth of
it. His ideals of womanliness and in
tellectuality went down in a very siroc
co of yearning. The beautiful casket
wiib the birdlike spirit and the soul of
music far, far more than sufficed. For
tunate man Indeed was he if—
They walked across the park in si
lence. At the swing the Rev. Paul
stopped.
“It was here, Ada,” he said, “that 1
first saw you. I love you, dear, more
than anything in the world. I want
you for my wife.”
Ada did not at once turn. Her shoul
ders heaved, and a small handkerchief
witb cobwebby lace was in requisition.
Presently from behind its daintiness
came a muffled voice, “I—l know —so —
little.”
“It makes not the slightest differ
ence,” he urged. “Ada, just one word.”
“If—you're—sure.”
“Do I live? I am no surer of life.”
The engagement was necessarily
brief. The very next day it was an
nounced. The Rev. Paul, sitting alone
when the mail was brought in, glanced
over the papers. Almost in scare lines
the notice met his eyes—the usual
form, but—what—what—
He sprang up electrified. He sank
back shivering. How she had played
with him—Sara too!
“Miss Woodson is not only strikingly
beautiful,” he read, ‘.‘but she is a wo
man of rare attainments, having but
recently returned from n two jmars’
postgraduate course abroad in the best
Institutions open to women. The Rev.
Mr. Freyer ought to consider himself
a lucky man.”
There was a rush of feet, then cling
ing hands caught his and pretty lips
close to his ear demanded forgiveness.
"I couldn’t help it,” she murmured.
“The temptation was too great. You
did so look the grave and reverend
seignior.”
Patti’s Narrow Escape From Burning.
On my first appearance in Moscow
an exciting event occurred. Just pre
vious to going on to the platform I ap
proached the cheval glass in my dress
ing room to arrange the blossoms in
my hair, when the long muslin skirts
I was wearing suddenly caught fire
from a spirit lamp. Fortunately I had
the presence of mind to keep perfectly
still while those in the room extin
guished the flames witb rugs and
shawls. The danger was over, and I
naturally felt upset, but managed to
make my appearance and sing my role
tn the usual way. However, on re
turning to the dressing room the extra
excitement was too much and caused
me to faint. The news of the mishap
spread quickly, and the manager, with
the artists, came nnd congratulated
me on my escape, and there arose a
contention for the pieces of muslin the
Are had spared, which were carried
off as trophies. Adelina Patti in
Strand Magazine.
Uncle Sam Rejects Own Stamps.
Thomas A. Daily, an Indianapolis
lawyer, was laughing at himself the
other day for sending stamps to the
government at Washington in payment
for a patent circular. A few days lat
er be received a letter stating that
stamps could not be accepted.
“It never occurred to me they
couldn’t use stamps," he said, laugh
ing. "But they use a frank, and of
course they wouldn’t want stamps. All
the government could do would be to
sell the stamps over again, and It
might as well get the money in the
first place."—lndianapolis Star.
Right Here in The Seventh Congressional District
Is Located the Largest, Strongest and Most Progressive Insurance
Company in the Entire South and One that Ranks High up in the
Standing of All Life Companies in the country. It’s Unquestioned
Financial Strength, the Efficiency and Integrity of its Management,
and the Fairness and Liberality of All Polices Issued, are Amply
Evidenced by its Enormous and Ever Increasing Patronage.
The State Mutual Lite Insurance C0.,0f Rome, Ga„
is a Purely Mutual, Legal Reserve Company. It meets Promptly All
Just Claims, issues the Most Attractive Policies, and gives Real and
Full Value for the Premiums. Its Funds are Invested here at Home
where they are most needed and where their Earning Capacity is
greatest. It has assets of more than $2,000,000.00 and surplus over
all legal requirements of $200,000.
Visit our nearest Representative and let him expkin to you the Vir
tues of our Different Policies, or ask him to call on you.
STATE MUTUAL LIFE INSURANCE CO.
W. M. JONES, Agent. C. R. PORTER, President.
Lyerly, Ga. Head Office: Rome, Ga.
DUMPLINGS.
The Difference Between “Drops” and
“Draps” Explained.
Some time ago we undertook a
study in luxury for the benefit of
our readers who are fond of the
best things to eat and explained
how to make “drop dumplings.”
They must be dough of real corn
meal and cooked in the boiling
liquor in an iron pot, out of which
the ham therein just boiled had
been lifted.
But we received from a person in
Jforth Carolina named Pence this
communication:
“You are all off about them drop
dumplings. You can’t have ’em
’cepting with a biled hen.”
It is this man Pence who is off.
lie has simply confounded drop
i dumplings, with an “o,” with drap
dumplings, with an “a.” Your drop
dumpling is made of cornmeal;
your drap dumpling is made of
wheat flour. The one is cooked in
the liquor in which a ham is
boiled; the other is cooked in the
; pot with a fat hen. Drop dumplings
are to be eaten in the season be
tween backbones and spareribs and
hog jowl and turnip greens, where
as drap dumplings come in be
tween the black eyed pea soup of
the September and the backbones,
spareribs and sausage of the early
December, immediately succeeding
the glorious Indian summer.
Get your hen, and be sure she is
fat, so fat indeed that but two eggs
can be coaxed from her from a
Sunday to a Sunday. After she is
properly dressed separate her cor
poreal elements until you have
breast, back, neck, legs, wings, head,
feet and giblets, including the egg
bag. Put this on to stew in an iron
pot and add some rashers of fat
and properly cured bacon. Let it
simmer for hours and when about
done put in some pods of okra, a
spoonful of boiled rice, black and
red pepper and salt to taste. Then
come your dumplings —the dough
left over from the sweet potato pie
■rust. Drop them in. let it stew
till just done and then serve. That
is drap dumplings.
Thev are very good, but nothing
like as excellent as your drop
dumplings, made of cornmeal and
cooked in ham liquor. The one is
for surly March; the other is for
radiant autumn. —Washington Post.
National Nicknames.
Like individuals, the nations of
the earth have nicknames. The ap
propriateness of some is quite evi
dent. But to explain the origin of
others would be difficult.
Englishmen have submitted to
the name of John Bull as suited to
the national character. A Scotch
man is Sandy. The Irishman gets
his nickname. Paddv, from his na
tional patron saint, while an an
cient nurserv rhyme records the
fact that Taff' «- a Welshman.
In England the Frenchman is <ome
times rawer contemptuously allud
ed to as John Crepand. But in
France he is Jacques Bonhomme or,
as a bourgeois, Monsieur Prud
homme.
Cousin Michel is the nickname by
which the German is known to the
continental nations. Mynheer Closh,
an abbreviation of Nicholas, is the
.name applied to Hollanders, and
the Switzer rejoices in the name of
Colin Tampon.—Boston Post.
Curious Prayers.
Os curious prayers a writer says:
“I have heard a layman utter this
petition during his prayer: ‘0 Lord,
be thou with us in our upsittings
and our downrisings’—a variant of
the text in the Psalms, ‘Thou know
est my downsitting and mine upris
ing.’ A minister occasionally in
troduced a Latin sentence into his
prayer and forthwith proceeded to
translate it. /Another minister in
his early days experienced consider
able difficulty with the long prayer
before the sermon. In nonconform
ist churches this usually occupies a
quarter of an hour, but long before
this period had been reached he
was wound up. On one occasion,
while in this dilemma, he startled
his hearers with the words, ‘And
now, O lord, I will relate unto
thee a little anecdote!’ ” —London
Standard.
Get DeWitt’s Carbolized Witch Ha
zel Salve when you ask for it. There
are a great many imitations, but
there is just one original. This
salve is good for anything where a
salve is needed to be used, but it is
especially good for Piles. Sold by
all druggists.
Some men think they are unselfish
because they are willing to let some
other fellow have something they do
not want.
H. H. Bass, Manager, wants a
good hustling man to write insurance
!u this county for the Jefferson
Standard Life Insurance Co., Ad
dress 312 English-American Bldg.,
Atlanta, Ga.
The United States government main
tains fifty-seven wireless telegraph
stations and has ninety-six vessels
fitted out with such facilities.
If you have pains in the back, weak
back, or any other indication of a
weakened or disordered condition of
th? kidneys and bladder, you should
get DeWitt’s Kidney and Bladder
Pills right away when you experi
ence the least sign of kidney or blad
der complaints, but be sure that you
get DeWitt’s Kidney and Bladder
Pills. We know what they will do
for you. and if you will send your
name to E. C. DeWitt & Co., Chi
cago, you will receive a free trial
box of thes* kidm°y and bladder pills.
They are sold by all druggis's.
Central of Georgia Railway will
sell ten-day tickets Summerville
to Tybee and return, every Sat
urday, May 27 th to August 21st,
1909, inclusive, at rate of $12.00.
iSummer Excursion tickets will
also be on sale to principal re
sorts in the United States and
Canada.
For further information call on
L. P. Wood, Ticket Agent, or ad
dress J. C. Haile, General Pas
senger Agent, Savannah, Georgia.
WESTON, Ocean-to-Ocean Walker,
Said recently: "When you feel
down and out, feel there is no use
living, just take your bad thoughts
with you and walk them off. Be
fore you have walked a mile things
will look rosier. Just try it." Have
you noticed the increase in walking
of late in every community? Many
attribute it to the comfort w’hich Al
ien’s Foot-Ease, the antiseptic
der to be shaken into the shoes,
gives to the millions now using it.
As Weston has said, “It has real
merit.”
Impaired Digestion
May not be all that Is meant by dyspepsia
now, but it will be if neglected.
The uneasiness after eating, fits of nerv
ous headache, sourness of the stomach, and
Hsagrecablc belching may not be very bad
iow, out they will be If the stomach ie
suffered to grow weaker.
Dyspepsia Is such a miserable disease
bat the tendency to it should be given
early attention. This is completely over
come by
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