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The Morgan Monitor. VOL. II. NO. 24 $1 PER YEAR. V Vk/ J _— THE FLIGHT OF THE YEARS. When one by one the sllont stately years Glide like pale ghosts beyond our yearning sight, vainly we stretch our arms to stay So flight, soon, night! so swift, they pass to We hardly learn to name them, To praise them or to flame them, Tn knew their shadowy faces, Ere we see their empty places! Only Only onco the glad spring greets them, onco fair summer meets them, TeJJs Only once lor the autumn glory them its mystic story. Wears Only once the wintry hoary for them its robes of light! Tears leave their work half done; like men alasl With sheaves ungathered to their And they pass. Lives are for forgotten. What they strive to a while in memory of a few Then over all Oblivion’s waters flow— The years are buried in the long ago! ■—Julia C. B. 1 )orr. 00 oooooooooooooo C THE WRONG MAN. tooo-jOoooooo N mm f horrified • —and N e II i m sg) Joyce back with % \A bright bins h, m "’^hing that earth would low her up * and there, before her, like a culprit, stood an tonished young man. “Good heavens, I then Nellie stopped short, realizing how impossible it was to plain to this stranger that it was another man those kisses had been in¬ tended. ‘ ‘I am the I perceive. You have young man, mistaken me probably my brother,” ho remarked with gravity that was highly commendable under the circumstances, aud thinking in his own mind what a lucky fellow was Dick. Nellie made a frantic effort to re- cover her lost digniiy, but merely suo- ceeded in appearing what she was—a S—rj-ydy " You—you embarrassed- should have little stopped girl! in me time,” ^ior she began, reproach from violet eyes, and then she tried to glare at the wretch as she saw that his gray eyes were twinkling. “1 apologize; but, you see, you took me by surprise, aud when I realized that I was a victim of a blunder it was too late. The—the mischief had al¬ ready been done.” Nellie drew herself up to her full height, which, (o tell the truth, was nothing very startling, and regarded the culprit with what she intended for chilling hauteur. “Then, since the ‘mischief,’” with an emphasis which hinted at resent¬ ment, “is irreparable, the only thing u#v to be done is—to forget it.” Jack Yereker looked down at the winsome face, at the long-lashed Irish eyes and the rosebud of a mouth, the sweet, soft lips that just now had pressed his, and he wished it were possible to obey her. He was no “lady’s man”-—into his lonely life women did not enter—and he had not known till now the thrilling power of a kiss. “Your wishes are commands,” he de¬ clared, with a curious look in his ex¬ pressive gray eves, “and now permit me to introduce myself and explain my presence hero. I am Jack Yereker, and have just come from London to see my brother on business, and fail¬ ing to find him at his hotel, came on here, where they told me I should be certain to see him.” “He was to have been here now,” said Nellie, struggling with the shy¬ ness which was fast overpowering her. “I am Nellie Joyce, Mr. Joyce’s granddaughter.” “So I presumed. And now, Miss Nellie, will you not shake hands with me on the strength of our future rela¬ tionship?” Nellie was furious with herself for the color which, in spite of her efforts to look cool, would persist in invading her cheeks; yet wa3 she not accus¬ tomed by this time to being pointed out as Dick Vereker’s fiaucee? “I see no necessity for doing so,” she answered, taking refuge in an at¬ titude of defiance, and telling herself that she hated this man, “for I am quite sure we shall never be friends.” “And why not? What have I done?” "Ton know what——” and then again she stopped short, for the curious smile on his lips and the odd look in his eyes were things that could no longer be ignored. “But I must ask you to remind me what I have done; my memory has be¬ come a perfect blank.” Nellie flashed a swift, wrathful look on him; then she turned and fled ig- nominiously, and in the seclusion of her bedroom sat down to think over the situation. What a wretch he was, to be sure—a nasty, conceited—-.roll, no—he didn’t look conceited exactly. And then she wondered what Dick would say when he heard of it—as hear of it, of course, he would. longer Reflections of this kind were no endurable, so, changing tlieir feature. Nellie bounded tti her feet, and carefully inspected herself in the mirror, to see if her hair was “tidy.” '•.was not, of course—being of that »V langlisV ijjj-mbs eider and of chevelure, brushes—yet which for all that, ti.v , latter refieetious gave her more comSyMliau the others, and N she congratulated herself on had on her “pale blue.” It was so necessary to create a fa¬ vorable herself impression at first, she told gravely, for when one was about to enter a family in the aggres¬ sive capacity of—anything at all in law--first impressions mere distinctly valuable. “My dear Nell,” exclaimed Dick hour later, as the young lady entered her grandmother's private sitting- room downstairs, “I have been wait¬ ing for you for nearly an age, and my brother here—Jack, Miss Nellie Joyce —had made up his mind that you must belong to the race of myths.” “Indeed!” said Nellie, with a cold bow in the direction of the tall figure in the background, and why she had never before noticed what a provokingly complacent Bmile her fiance’s was, “But you know you were to have been here at 4.30,” and then she sat down on a stool at her grandmother’s feet. “Dick, will yon ring for tea?” smiled the old lady, softly stroking her darling’s curly head, and then, turn¬ ing to the silent figure on the hearth¬ rug, observed that she had never seen so fore extraordinary a likeness before be¬ between brothers. It appeared to Nellie that Dick seemed anxious to change the subject, but when Grannie was once launched on a topic it was not easy to her, and presently she was giving her opinion on the mysterious tie existing between twins, and the wonderful love they had for each other, Dick endeav¬ oring whispered meanwhile to enter into a conversation with his fiancee, an endeavor that was distinctly a fail¬ ure. ‘ ‘And how long are you going to main in Rostrevor?” asked the lady at last, smilingly looking at Jack, as he turned over some prints on the table. “The season here, if there is season, is almost over. ” Jack glanced at his brother before replying, aud it was Dick then who answered for him, airly remarking that an hour’s stay ought to be suffi¬ cient, if it was business that had brought him there. Nellie looked from one to the other, and wondered at the uneasy expression on the face of her still more why she had ever him good looking. Whatever the nature of Jack Vere- ker’s business at Rostrevor, it was finished quite as soon as Dick ap¬ peared to think it would be, for two weeks passed and he was still at the quiet seaside resort, Mrs. Joyc o was hospitality itself, constantly inviting the two brothers to luncheon and din¬ ner at the little hotel where she had put up, but Jack seldom made his ap- pearance. It was evident to Nellie that it was she whom he avoided, aud considering her hatred of him it was strange how indignant she was at the thought. His eyes haunted her continually; she found herself perpetually longing to bring that look to his face that it had worn when she told him he was to “forget,” and then she was always comparing him, unconsciously, with his brother, a comparison in which, strange to relate, it was her fiance that suffered. “Jack is coming up to-night to say goodby, ” remarked Dick one evening at dinner, and Nellie was certain there was relief on his face, but she allowed her grandmother to say the necessary polite things, and only longed for the meal to be over. It was easier far, she told herself, to climb to Rostrevor Stone in the gathering darkness than to meet the gaze of those gray eyes, easier the stillest accent than to utter a formal goodby to the man who had shown her her own heart! She was engaged to Dick, and Dick was Grannie’s favorite, and the Joyces never broke faith--but she must be away when Jack came to-night. Rostrevor Stone is more easily climbed in broad daylight than in the dusk of a late autumn evening, and presently Nellie, whoso thoughts were far distant, found herself embracing Mother Earth. Her fall, coming so unexpectedly, together with the intense loneliness of the scene, caused her to close her eyes for a moment, and then—then a most wonderful thing happened. Strong arms her were suddenly placed around her, auburn head was pillowed on a broad chest, and in a tone of ineffable tenderness a voice whispered in her ear three little words--but t hree words which made all the world seem glori¬ fied. “My little gid,” it was all he said, but Nellie lay still with cosed eyes, wondering could heaven hold greater rapture than this. ‘Jack,” the violet eyses opened, and reminded him of his treachery to his brother, and the next moment the two stood facing each other in the dusk, and an anguished cry burst from him. “God forgive me, I never meant you to know,” looking into the sweet young fnc8, which now reflected his own misery, “but I am going away, and I forgot myself. ” “It was not your fault,” she mur¬ mured, while despite the pain of the awakened there thrilled through her the exquisite delight of loving and be¬ ing loved. “But take me home now to Grannie, and do as I shall try to do --forget.” “It is the second time you have told me to do so—then as now. I am the wrong man—it is the fate in the life of some. ” “Life itself is wrong, I think,” she cried, struggling for a moment against temptation to bo true to her heart at all costs. “Bnt there—let us go home, I am tired.” “Have you heard the latest?” ex¬ claimed one gossip to another six months later. "You know the firm of Vereker & Go.? Well, it turns out that one of the nephews of the head of the firm—Dick Vereker—has been for POPtJLAMON AND DRAINAG33. MORGAN, GA., FRIDAY. JUNE 25 1897. months defrauding his uncle, and try¬ ing Jack’s to put it all down to his brother account, taking advantage of the likeness between them, The fel- low was engaged to a pretty heiress in Ireland, and thought to Have got her before the bomb anything burst, was and found out, but has everything is known," '‘And the girl is heartbroken, of course?” “By no means, for this morning her marriage is in the papers; she has con¬ soled herself with the brother.” “Just the way of women all over the world,” is the sententious remark of the man-about-town, but under a clear, starry sky on the veranda of a foreign hotol, a violet-eyed girl is murmuring to her husband, as he bends fondly over her this slight form, "Not the wrong man time, Jack, thank God.”— The Daughter. WISE WORDS. Every noble activity makes room for itself. —Emerson. Be charitable before wealth makes thee covetous.—Sir T. Brown. It is not by the gray of the hair that one knows the age of the heart.—Bui- wer. Loving kindness is greater than laws! and the charities of life are more than all ceremonies.—Talmud. Who does the best bis circumstance allows; does well, acts nobly, angels could do no more.—Young. The inheritance of a distinguished and noble name is aproud inheritance to him who lives worthily of it.—Colton. Never shrink from doing anything your business calls you to do. The man who is above his business may one day find his business above him.—Drew, There i» a maxim of unfailing truth, that nobody ever pries into another man’s concerns, but with a design to do, or to be able to do him a mischief, —South, General Forrest’s Sword, Among the Confederate relics sent from this city to the Tennessee Cen¬ tennial Exposition are the sword, sashes and pistol of General N. B. For¬ rest and other mementoes of the fa¬ mous Confederate chieftain. The sword may be considered the most famous blade of modern times, as with it its owner literally hewed his way to fame, starting his military career as a private and winning his way step by step to the rank of Licutenaut General of cavalry, the highest in the cavalry ser¬ vice. The sword, unlike most of those worn by military officers of high rank, was vice evidently intended for actual ser- and not merely as a part of the in¬ signia of rank. The blade is long and sharp, and bears upon its polished sur¬ face the marks of actual service. General Forrest’s pistol, the one worn by him throughout the war, is a Colt’s navy revolver of thirty-six cali¬ ber, the ivory handle of which is dis¬ colored with age. Like its companion, the sword, it has seen much service aud is responsible for many lives cut short in battle. Besides the sashes worn by the Confederate there is in this collection of Forrest relics the bul¬ let which was taken from the General after he was so severely wounded at the battle of Shiloh. Ail these relies, together with a tiny silken Confederate flag presented to General Forrest by some lady whose name is unknown to the surviving members of his family, are William the property Forrest, of his son, Captain who was with his father from the age of fifteen years till the surrender two years later. In ad¬ dition to the military relies of General Forrest, there is his pardon from the President of the United States. This is signed by William H. Seward, Secre¬ tary of State.-—Memphis Scimitar. A Turkish Prayer. What better index of a nation’s character can be furnished than the one presented in its supplications? The instinct of worship is divinely implanted in every human breast, and there is no race of people, how¬ ever savage or brutal, that does not recognize this inherent principle, and that does not instinctively worship something. Even the murderous Turks are intensely religious, as the following remorseless prayer offered up by these persecutors of the Chris¬ tians plainly exdnces: O Lord of all creatures! O Allah! destroy thine enemies; tho enemies of religion; 0 Allah! make their children orphans and de- fllo their bodies; cause their feet to slip; give them and their families, their house¬ hold and their women, their children and their relations by marriage, their brethren and their friends, their possessions and their race, tlieir wealth and their lands, as booty to the Moslems—O Lord of all crea¬ tures! This prayer is not only sanctioned by the Moslem Government, but every Turkish soldier is required to pros¬ trate himself in the dust at least five times a day with this outrageous peti¬ tion upon his lips. Is it surprising, then, in view of the religious frenzy by which the Turks are actuated, that scores and hundreds of Christians should fall under the brutal knife of the Sultan, and that Crete should re¬ fuse longer to endure the yoke of bondage xvhich such a nation puts upon her?—Atlanta Constitution. Tho JliglioKt Bridge* The highest bridge of any kind in tlie .world is said to be the Leo River Viaduct on the Antofagasta Railway, in Bolivia, South America. The place where this highest railway structure has been erected is over the Molo Rapids in the Upper Andes, and is be¬ tween the two sides of a canyon which is situated 10,000 feet from the level of the Pacific. From the surface of tho stream to the level of tho rails this celebrated bridge is exactly 636} feet in height, the length of the principal span is eighty feet, and the distance between the abutments is 802 feet. Tho gauge of the road is twenty-seven feet six inches, and the trains cross the bridge at a speed of thirty miles an hour.—Tit-Bits. ANOTHER BIRTHDAY AtYVKENN HIM TO REM 1 NISCDNCtS. AN INVENTORY OF HIS PAST LIFE. Sage of Bartow U Thankful That Ills Life Has Been Allotted to a Progressive and Enlightened Age, Another paternal birthday ill my family. They seem to come about twice a year to me now. How every¬ thing shrinks as we near the goal. The trees are not so tall nor the hills as high as they used to be. That is very natural, and is nothing new, but how is it that, even time should shrink —time that is so exact, so unchangea¬ ble and that is measured by the same ticking of the clock, and that is meas¬ ured by the rising and setting of the sun and that by the revolving earth and that by its annual course around the sun? I can’t see why time should seem to shrink at all, or if any change, it should expand, for we can do more, think more, learn more in a day than when we were children. Seventy- two years ago today I came into this sublunary world and have had my share of joy and sorrow, and am content with my lot in life, As David said, “The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yea, I have a good heritage.” But poor old Job took it hard when Satan despoiled him, and he cursed his day and said in the anguish of his soul: “Let the day perish wherein I was born. Why died I not from the womb, for then I should have lain still and been at rest, for there the wicked cease from troubling and the weary are at rest?” Poor old man; his sad story always excites my sympathy. Then there was Jeremiah, who ex¬ claimed: “Oh, that my head were wa- tors aud mine eyes a river of tears. Cursed be the day wherein I was born; cursed be the man who brought tidings to my father saying a man child is born unto thee.” I don’t like these sad people nor sad stories nor tales of misery. I never read a romance that ends sadly. I don’t like the company of people who wear sad faces and are never happy unless they are miserable, I wish that Robert Burns had never written “Man Was Made to Mourn,” for I don’t believe it. Of all God’s creat¬ ures, man is tbe only one that can smile, aud he should smile as often as he can. Cowper was a sad poet, but lie'does say: “Behind a frowning Providence He wears a smiling face.” That is better. The Creator who beautified and adorned the earth with fruits and flowers aud gave us birds to sing and music to charm, and studded the heavens with stars, did not make man to mourn, If He had given us only buzzards for birds and dog fennel for flowers and the howling of the winds for music, we might have mourned; but I rather like that poet who, in the gush of his gratitude, said: “This world is very lovely. Oil, my God I thank Thee that I live.” Young was another sad and solemn poet, and says: "Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.” Sidney Smith was more genial and says: “Man wants hut little here below, As beef, pork, lamb and venison show.” I wish somebody would tell rue where I can find a parody on that same text that was written by John Quincy Adams about half a century ago. It was a charming poem, and began: “Mnn wants but little hero below, Nor wants that little long, ’Tis not with me exactly so, Tho’ ’tis so in the song.” Then he sets forth a delightful cata¬ logue of what he does want, and it ac¬ cords with our desires and excuses as for indulging them. Let a man, and especially a woman, wish as much as he or she pleases, but no good comes of a distressful longing for things we can’t get. Woman is peculiar about that. She can want pretty things ever so badly and do without them ever so graciously. During the war and about its distressing close tbe wives and mothers who had lived in luxury came down to poverty and hard times with more fortitude than the men—I knew many men who gave up and pined away aud died, but their wives didn’t. They held up their heads and struggled on. I remember how crushed and he I pikas I felt when I got my family back home and found nothing but a shelter—not a bed to sleep on—not a cow in tho county, no flour, no sugar nor coffee —not a chicken nor an egg, and no money to buy with, if there had been anything to buy—no wood to burn no fence around the house, and so we had to burn the stable that the yankees built on our lot for their horses. It was desolation, and with ino was al¬ most despair,but my wife never surren¬ dered, and she hasn’t yet. .She wants as many good things and nice things as anybody, but when trouble comes she can suffer and be strong. It is a good time about now for a man of my years to look back and take a kind of inventory of what I havo done all this time—what has been ac¬ for tho world’s good or good, not for my own good, that don’t count up yonder. Be¬ I go into the receiver’s hands it is for me to make up an invoice. When a schoolboy we used to debate whether or not tiiere was such a thing disinterested benevolence. I thought then that there was, but it seems tome now that almost every good thing 1 ever did was very much mixed with selfishness and that all that will exi u u? me will be on the line of the poet who says, “They who joy would win, Must share it happiness was born in twin.” There is some comfortfifl that, for I believe I have taken pleasure in divid¬ ing with others the blessings that God has given me. The retrospect is, how¬ ever, not free from clouds aud blurs, and I would that I could live parts of my life over again,and live them better. Dr. -Johnson said to Boswell that a man who lived for himself lived ill vain, aud that it was every duty to do something for his fellow- mttn and also for those who were to come after him, “Our fathers and forefathers,” said he, “wrote books and invented useful contrivances, and planted trees aud vines for us, and so, as we cannot pay them for it, we should do something for posterity.” I am about even on that line, for \ have planted trees both for shade and fruit wherever I have lived, and my wife still keeps me planting vines. I have written many sketches and a book or two, without malice aforethought, and can say with Byron: “What is writ i< writ Would it were worthier.” On the whole I am grateful that my life has been allotted to the last three- quarters of this century—seven de¬ cades that have witnessed more prog¬ ress in science, art, invention aud Christian civilization than any pre¬ vious thousand years in the world’s history. A great leap forward has been made since I was a hoy, for I remember when there were but few books and fewer newspapers in the United States—when there were hut two or three little short railroads, and not there a telegraph or telephone—-when was no light but. candle-light, and not a friction match in the world, nor a steel peu. Rut progress always brings a train of evil tilings along with it. Every light has its shadow. The devil is a lively cuss, and keeps up with tlio procession. “Man never builds a house of prayer But what the devil has a pulpit there.” Aud his pulpit, though invisible, is at the other end where the sinners love to congregate. I remember wlion there wore no hip p ickets nor pistols to put in them, l remember when there was no whisky in this country, and the only spirits drank were wine, peach brandy, cognac brandy, was made from grapes, and New Eng¬ land rum that the yaukees made from molasses. They made ihe rum to buy niggers with in Africa, but some of got down south. Whisky came later, and was originally usheybaugh, a gas- tie word that, strange to say, means water of life. The last syllable was happily dropped in course of time, for it means life—and uskey was pro¬ nounced weesky. Bat it would take a book to tell all the changes that have marked the Inst sixty'years—the good of it and the bad of it. I would blot some things out if I could, and set the clock back, but God knowetli. Especially would I blot out every bad thought and every bad deed of my own—every act that gave pain or anxiety to those who loved me. The worst word in the language is remorse. I am free from that, I knoiv, but not from regret. I wish that all the young people would stop and think—sometimes stop and think and resolve to do nothing that will follow them like Banquo’s ghost when they get old.—Bum Arp, in Atlanta Constitution. A Clever Canine. There is a dog at Paris (Tex.) that can tell the time of day, and calls his master for breakfast every morning He belongs to H. 0. Peterson, a workman in the cotton seed mill at Paris. It is Nick’s duty, besides wak¬ ing his master in the morning, to take his dinner to him in a little pail every day. Should Mrs. Peterson by any mischance, overlook the matter, the dog is sure to remind her in proper time, by bringing ths pail to her and urging her to (ill it. At first it was supposed to Vie the dog’s intuition which enabled him to know the hour, but he has many times been seen watching the clock, and once when Mrs. Peterson set the hands ahead to test the matter, Nick brought the din¬ ner pail promptly on the stroke of 12, although in reality it was ouly 11 o’clock. Human Density. A French scientific writer points out that a mere gain in weight should not, tn itself, be taken as an indication of improved bodily condition. It is, ac- cording to him, rather a question of the density than of the quantity of tissue that covers the hones. When increase of weight results from in¬ creased density, then tho health is really improved, Tn order that Ibis principle may be practically applied, he suggests the use of baths contain¬ ing a known quantity of water, and supplied with appliances for measure¬ ment whereby tho density of the im¬ mersed body may be calculated, in the manner in which Archimedes as¬ certained the density of King Hiero’s crown of adulterated gold. Ai.l tho guns, standards and other trophies captured by tlio French from the Russians during the Crimean War were returned to Russia more than a year ago. Emperor Nicholas prom¬ ised at the time that lie would return tbe compliment, But, in spite of this assurance, no steps have as yet been taken to restore to Franco the guns and the flags which she was com¬ pelled to abandon to tho Russians during her terrible retreat from Mos¬ cow in 1812. The delay is exciting both surprise and irritation at Paris, anil is tending still further to cool off the enthusiasm which, until the be¬ ginning of this year prevailed in France in favor of everything Russian. T. P. GREEN, MANAGER. SAYS PROPOSED ANNEXATION IS AN INJUSTICE TO HER. FILES A PAPER WITH SHERMAN. Senators Favoring the Treaty Say They XiHck Only Three Votes to Secure Ratification. Queen Lilioukalani filed a protest Thursday afternoon in the office of the secretary of state at Washington. It was delivered into the hands of Secretary luhe, Shennau by Joseph Hele- representing the native Ha- waiians, duly commissloned( with two of their patriotic leagues. The protest in part reads; “I Lilio¬ ukalani of Hawaii, by the will of God named heir apparent on the 10th day of April, A. D. 1877, and by the grace of God, queen of the Hawaiian islands on the 17th day of January, A. D. 1893, do hereby protest against tbe ratification of a certain treaty which, so Washington I am informed, has been signed at Kinney, by Messrs. Thurston and purporting to cede those is¬ lands to the territory and dominion of the United States. I declare BUch a trea¬ ty to bo an act of wrong toward the native and parnative people of Hawaii, and an invasion of the rights of the ruling chiefs, in violation of interna¬ tional rights, both toward my people and toward friendly nations, with whom they have made treaties, the perpetuation of Ihe fraud whereby tbe constitutional government was over- thrown and finally an act of gross in¬ justice to me: Because the official protests made by me on the 17th day of January, 1893, to the so-called provisional gov¬ ernment was signed by me and aro received by said government with the assurance that the case was referred to the United States of America for arbitration: “Because that protest and my com¬ munications to the United States gov¬ ernment immediately thereafter ex¬ pressly declared that I yielded my au¬ thority to the forces of the United States in order to avoid bloodshed and because I recognized the futility of conflict with so formidable a power. “Because the president of the States,the secretary of stateand an voy commissioned by them reported, in official documents, that my govern¬ ment was unlawfully coerced by forces, diplomatic and naval, of the United States, that I was at the date of their investigations, the constitu¬ tional ruler of my people. Because said treaty ignores not only all professions of perpetual amity and good faith made by the United Slates in former treaties with the sovereigns representing the Hawaiin people, hut all treaties made by I hose sovereigns with other and friendly powers, and it is thereby in violation of international law. Tbe protest closes as follows: “Therefore I, Lilioukalani of Hawaii, do hereby call upon the president of that nation to whom alone 1 yielded my property and my authority to with¬ draw said treaty (ceding said islands) from further consideration. I ask the honorable senate of the United States to decline to ratify said treaty and im¬ plore the people of this great and good nation from whom my ancestors learn¬ ed the Christian religion, to sustain their representatives in such acts of justice and equity as may be in accord with the principles of their fathers and the almighty ruler of the universe, to him who judges righteously I commit my cause. States “Done at Washington, I).C.,United of America, this 17th day of June, in the year 1897. “LlBIOUKAT/ANI. ” Need Only Three Votes. It is announced that there aro fifty- seven senators who can lie counted for the ratification of the Hawaiian annex¬ ation treaty—just three less than the requisite There two-thirds. are eleven other senators who are undecided as to how they shall vote. There are twenty-one senators opposed to tho treaty. This is tho result of a careful can¬ vass of the senate. The advocates of annexation are confident of their abil¬ ity to secure at least three more votes and thus bring about the ratification of the treaty. OIE MEN IN SECRET MEETING. 2‘robablo That Tliey I)1 hcidimc(I of QmuhI Trust. A Chattanooga telegram says: A secret meeting of cotton oil men just been held at Lookout Inn, the proceedings of which tho members have declined to give out. Enough has been learned, however, to state that the question of prices and production was under consideration, and that a quasi trust was discussed. Whether it was formed or not is not definitely known. MONEY IN VAULTS COUNTED. Experts Find tl.e Hum of *1100,383,000 In New York 8ub«Treasury* A New York dispatch says: The ex¬ perts who came on from Washington some three weeks ago to count the money in the vaults of the sub-treas¬ ury, completed tlieir labors Tuesday. They counted exactly $195,383,000, composed of: Notes, $04,465,000; gold, $77,940,000; silver coin, $52,739,000; minor coin, $239,000. Tho weight of the gold handled was 156 tons and the silver weighed about ten times as much. The accounts were “straight” save for a discrepancy of something like a dollar in the petty cash. THROUGH GEORGIA. The Ptltndra Bides, Company E, Second regiment, infantry, Georgia volunteers, has been disbanded. The company was organized before the war at Eatonton. In May, 1801, it was attached to the famous Third Georgia regiment. * * * A Washington telegram stales that Congressman Livingston has been in¬ vited to speak for Georgia at the Fourth of July celebration to be held under the auspices of the democratic clubs in that city. Each of the orig¬ inal thirteen states will be represented. Secretary of State Candler has grant¬ ed a charter for a railroad to he known as the Augusta Northern and Gulf Baihvay company and to run from Sylvester to Worth with the general direction northeast and southwest. The eompnny has a capital stock of *100,000 and the charter is for a term of 101 years. * * * For some time the citizens of the suburbs of Columbus have been com¬ plaining because they were not afforded ample fire protection by the city, and a number of property owners are considering the advisability of not paying any more taxos to tlio city until the municipal government gives them water. The Catholic clergy of the state aro in open, declared revolt again at Bishop Becker. They have filed a protest with Archbishop Martinelli, the papal delegate, against, the policy of the bishop in administering liis duties in Georgia. The clergy are up in arms against the bishop and what promises to become a revolt of far-reaching im¬ portance to the Catholic church has been started. A long series of litigation, involving over $130,000, has been settled in the United States court at Atlanta. By the decision Architect Grant Wilkins wins a suit for $130,500 and hund¬ reds of holders of certificates « ' the receiver of the Marietta and North Georgia were assured of a payment on the certificates. Judge Newman signed an order directing that Captain II. J. Lowry begin at once tlio pay¬ ment of the receiver’s certificates. A meeting of the greatest import¬ ance to the mining interests of Georgia was hold in Atlanta tlio past week. The delegates from this’state to the international gold mining convention, to convene at Denver on July 7tb, were assembled to arrange for a good display of Georgia ores at that con¬ vention. It is proposed to send at least fifteen delegates from Georgia, and the state will lie called cn to move Georgia’s mineral exhibit from Nash¬ ville to Denver for the few days dur¬ ing which the convention will bo in session. Advices from Macon are to the effect that the suit against the South¬ ern railroad will be pushed and that the lawyers are disposed to criticize Governor Atkinson for giving out his letter without making their letter pub¬ lic also. They do not approve Gov¬ ernor Atkinson’s course, and say that his action in publishing liis letter to them without also giving their letter to him was unfair to the public. The letter written by the petitioners to • Governor Atkinson in withdrawing tbe petition was to the effect that they did so because bo could not give them, any definite idea as to the time when the matter would bo considered and decided. The University of Georgia lias the champion ball team of the south for the season of ’97. It took the cham- pionship from the great Virginia team the past week at Atlanta. In this connection the faculty of the Univer¬ sity of Georgia will have a hard ques¬ tion to decide next fall when the mem¬ bers of the ’97 ball team apply for ad¬ mission to the university. The day of the last game the faculty had a Meeting and decided that if any of the students played on a team with the suspended players they could not re¬ turn to the university next year. This decision was telegraphed to the team, but the order was ignored. The ques¬ tion now is, wliat will the faculty do in September when the college opens? * * + Captain Thomas M. Swift, of tlio legislative investigating committee, who has shown peculiar zeal in prose¬ cuting tlio investigation of the agri¬ cultural department, is out in a letter attacking Colonel R. T. Nesbitt, the commissioner of agriculture. The El¬ bert county representative accuses Mr. Nesbitt of a number of things, among others, tlio alleged wasto of larga amounts of the state’s money. Captain Swift makes a strong attack on Mr. Nesbitt’s tag buying methods. AcV cording to Captain Swift, the tags for the fertilizers could have been bought for 65 cents per thousand, whereas Mr. Nesbitt has been paying $1.00 per thousand. Captain Swift also stales that lie can get tags at 20 cents per thousand,wliieli iK only one-eighth of the jirice heretofore paid. Mr. Nesbitt has already stated that he could buy the tags cheaper in the last two weeks owing to the expiration of the patent on the'tags. Baniato Buried In Willisden. A London dispatch says; The in¬ terment of the late Barney Barnato, the South African diamond king, took place Sunday afternoon at t-ko Jewish cemetery in WilUsden. Anti-Foreign Riots In China. Anti-foreign riots have broken out in the province of Kiang-Si, China. The English mission at Wuchen has been destroyed and the refugees have arrived at Kin-Kiang.