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VOL. I
THE COUNTRY CHURCH-
There wore no cushioned pews therein,
No finely frescoed ceiling—
These teach no plainer .-in is sin,
Nor deeper Christian feeling;
But through tho church's pensive shade
The summer air came stealing
From o’er the bills whose outlines made
Gaunt dromedaries kneeling.
I see the crowds that gathered then
Whil" fancy's postward winging—
Plain country folk, hut women and men
With faith divinely springing.
There Deacon Hays would lead in prayer,
Ike Fite would lead iu singing—
And "Happy Day” went straight from there
To Heaven’s shores up-ringing !
And one perhaps who has forgot
Her old-time boyish lover—
Her face still haunts the hallowed spot,
As ere aiirearn was over.
While 'rnong the colder city’s ways
He held wishes, dreaming of her,
He the dead love of those days
Thought’s lingers now uncover.
Tire Suitor.
“My dear boy,” observed a certain
negligent young man to a certain other
negligent young man, as they were
both, engaged in the laborious opera¬
tion of sitting under a shady tree,
subsequently to a particularly heavy
country dinner. “My dear boy, said
he, “do you know that I think that
you are—excuse rue—a little of a
fool?”
“Know it? Certainly,” responded
the other toiler; “why shouldn’t I ?
That is your common run of thought,
and as you take care to express it a
dozen times a day I am tolerably used
to it. I am not surprised, I assure
you Uni uhat have I done now?
Done Nothing. Doing every-
thing. You are playing the mischief
with your after-happiness by allowing
yourself to get in love with your
‘charmer,’ as you are pleased to call
her. Suppose you marry her. She
will lead you the life of a servant.
She has ten times the money vou can
lay your hands upon, and, so far as I
can see, is a maiden who would love
fondly to rule the roost. She is self-
willed, witty, high-tempered and exact-
mg. And , ,, between , your stupid ... good- .
nature and beautiful laziness, and her
touch-and-go style, with her fire and
push,you will come out pretty fine,old ,
boy, pretty deuced line.
Upon my woid, I m half ^ inclined
to think you re right. Not a sudden
conversion, by any means, but I’ve
been dreaming -hat she has more
pluck in a single day than I \ e had
since I was born. And this won t do,
you see; can t bear to be made to do
anything or think of everything, and
she would always be nagging at my
habits and lazy mends. That would
be nnseiy indeed. My dear fnend.
yon re handsomer than I; take her off
my hands. She d be willing, no
d0 'V ’
\\ „ „ mauled , , - the other, ,, I
e ,
don t mind. Egotism aside, you 11
pardon me, o course, it I say that 1
think we might get on better than it
you were m my place. But I can t
stand any flirtations from yon of
course. You 11 have to quit moonlight
drives and boating, and that stuff, of
course, eh?”
“Certain. As you like. It is too
hot to talk. Suppose you hunt her
up; she’s playing crdTquet or some
such rubbish behind the Amuse; do go,
my boy. for I’m horribly sleepy.”
Upon this, nothing loth, the first
conspirator dragged himself upon his
feet, and lounged away to begin his
toil of capturing the handsomest and
richest girl in - the country round
about, and immediately after he was
lost to sight this identical handsomest
and richest girl stepped fr&m behind
the tree, with flashing eyes, and con¬
templated the second conspirator with
sublime wrath. He, however, smiles
upon her blandly.
“Too hot to get up to receive you,
my love. There, don’t fly off’ in a fury,
for I know you were there, but I
couldn't stand the trouble of getting
you alone in any other way. There’s
a shawl or something; fetch it here,'
and sit down and take my head in
your lap. Come.”
“Indeed, sir,” quoth she; “indeed,
sir, your impudence is beyond every¬
thing, I—”
“Yes,” yawned the prostrate hero;
“I expect it is. But you wouldn’t have
me get up to get • that shawl, would
you?” of
“It is not a matter a shawl, I as¬
sure you,” said the handsomest girl,
with a fine drawing up of her figure;
“but I demand to know why you pre¬
sume to talk of me in the manner I
was forced to overhear.”
Here she dug her parasol deeply
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into the ground, and looked savagely
upon the poor culprit before her. The
poor culprit laughed.
“A trick of ivar .only, my gem. I
wanted to tickle his vanity. He is a
consummate dandy,and you are a con¬
summate beauty, and 1 am a consum¬
mate lazy-bones; so, there you have
it, if you’ll only take the trouble to
find it out. It’s a bore to explain.”
Whereupon he spread a handker¬
chief over his face. Here the parasol
came in use to drag it away and throw
it off upon the grass, while the perpi i _
trator of the outrage looked in¬
dignantly d o w n w ar d.
“Sir,” she began, with much calm¬
ness though her eyes sparkled as if
she were a burning volcano inside.
“Sir—”
“Mv love.”
“Sir. I own that I have been foolish
enough to suppose that in a person fit
to be mv husband there would be at
least some lingering spark of manli-
ness, and—”
“Love, that was foolish ! It was,
indeed. ”
“And some faint atom of spirit.
That there would l>e some energy that
would show itself .on some great occa¬
sion, even if it was usually concealed
by other habits. . Now, I have been
foolishly led into becoming engaged to
'
an a t hoped that all might come
out all right—but—but,” here the
voice began to break a little and the
lips to tremble, but they both calmed
almost instantly; “but now that I can¬
not help thinking that you will be ut¬
terly worthless to the world and to
everybody in it, I now say that
I desire to consider our engagement
broken.”
There was a trifling silence^ during
which the parasol prodded the earth
vigorously, and the party addressed
pretended to gape, but presently
spo [ ie .
“Excuse the slang, if I say that’s
pretty rough!”
“How much worse would it be for
me, a harnessed girl who loves spirit and vigor,
be to a hulking fellow,
wlio can do almost nothing but sleep,
whose labor is playing billiards and
whose is to smoke better
cigars than all his friends. I feel
ashamed to think that I ever looked
upon you with even forbearance. If
you could onlv show some scar, or
sbow 8ome work done in this great
world, or show that you even give
S0lne 0 f your wealth to charity or
t be relief of suffering, or even had the
p l ue k to knock down the stable boy, I
m jglit perhaps think better of you,for
| can’t love a man whose weapon is a
i angb n nd his defense and argument
a ‘ stretch' and ‘j a Yhe yawn ”
Af{e , al tbis most beautiful girl
nmgt needs into hysterics,* or,
rather, an hysterical lit of weeping,
which prevented her from seeing the
sparlet flnsll creep into the face of the
discarded youth, who still affected to
be unconcerned. They both remained
silent for some, and, indeed, many
moments and both became aware of
au approac hing storm, but neither
eared to ,, awav and,indeed,partially
f t tbat it was so close, until a
wh'irnng%ol breeze rushed through
the leaves about them, Still they re-
maiued quiet, both perfectly calm, he
without a sign of his old habit of
laughing, and she resolute and a little
white in the face.
Presently he roused himself, and,
without a word relating to the subject
then before them, looked about at the
threatening weather.
He offered her his arm,but she drew
away and motioned him to go on alone.
He did not move neither did she. It
became rapidly darker, and shelter
was some 400 yards off
“Come,” said he,finally, “don’t you
think we had better go?”
“I will not go with you, for I feel
that I have quarreled with you. Go
on alone and I will follow.”
- . No, I will follow you, or else I
shall stay.”
“Then stay!”
It became darker and darker, and
soon the rain burst upon them, and
inky-black clouds were rising in the
horizon. The lightning was terribly
near, and he looked at her rather
nervously, and perceived that her
woman’s nerve was yielding under the
frightful noise about them.
“I must insist on your going, for
you are drenched, and this place
is particularly dangerous; the
tree is very tall and stands quite
alone.”
She trembedas anew burst of storm
broke upon them, and shrank from
him further inward toward the trunk.
“No,” she gasped. “I feel quite
safe here. Go yourself. I shall not
stir.”
“But you must!” cried he,decisively
and approaching her.
“Must!” She gazed at him in aston¬
ishment, while a thrice terrible burst
broke upon them. He looked about,
tilled with dreafl, and upward at the
huge, towering shaft above him, and
then at the girl before him.
“Come,” cried he again, but she
withdrew from liim. Another burst
broke in rattling thunder from the
clouds above them, and the earth
seemed to tremble under their feet.
He dared wait no longer, but rushed
upon her, and seized her and fled, in
spite of her angry struggles and
screams.
It lasted but a second; she had a
sense of torrents of rain beating on
her upturned face, and of fierce winds
sweepiug about her, and of strong
arms encircling her, and he had a
sense of a beautiful burden, a greater
strength, and then all became suddenly
jagged, torn and distorted.
There was a vision of splitting, of
white fire and 1>1 nish flame, and a feel¬
ing of rocking and stumbling, and a
great upbearing of all about him, and
then a da filing to the earth, and then
a stillness and death-like quiet.
The snn was shining when he awoke
again, and there were kind faces about
him, and among the rest, that of the
first conspirator.
“Ah, old boy, it was pretty tough,
he’s all right, but a little dazed. The
lightning knocked the tree to shivers,
and you got away just far enough to
be knocked over yourself.”
“What does she say?” whispered
the other.
“Not much, but, from what I see,
there’s no chance for me.”
think:I11 . Y°\ u keep Y wu \ her myself,if she thinks ^
that I turned out any better than she
though-und if she 11 have me.
“And she will, spoke up another
voice, gently, on the other side, lor
you’ve'got , , a sear and , one I r shall , ,, always ,
be proud of. Hurry and get well,
lazy-bones, ana then—
It was all completed properly, of
course, and the second conspirator
turned over many new leaves hence-
forth.-New lork News.
A VOLCANIC LAKE.
Once Full of Clear, Cold Water, but It Is
Now Too Hot to Be Borne.
At a recent meeting of the British
Geographical society in London, Mr.
H. I. H. Cavendish described his dis-
covery of a strange volcanic lake dur-
ing his explorations in Somaliland.
Tlie curious lake lies about thirty
miles due south from Lake ltudolf.
Its shores are very barren,entirely in-
closed by mountains, and there are
three islands,apparently quite barren,
near the east shore. It is fed by two
rivers. What water there is in this
lake is exceedingly hot, and near the
north end, where a smonldering vol¬
cano is situated, it as hot as one would
like to wash one’s hands in, but there
is no soap mine near to supply another
luxury of travel.
The volcano will probably be named
Andrew, at Mr. Cavendish’s sugges¬
tion, in honor of his companion.
The natives say that the lake was
once full of clear, cool water, but that
quite recently the volcano commenced
its destruction. Now the mudbanks
about it mark the receding water, and
the former lake-bed is composed of
black mud, very deep and hot, but
with a hard crust over the surface.
One boy whom the leaders lnqipened
to send in after a wounded Spanish
flamingo sank through this crust and
scalded his foot so badly that the fol¬
lowing day his toe-nails came off The
former high-water marks along the
shore are strewn with a mass of fish,
bones and skeletons of fish, large and
small, evidently killed when the water
was heated. The dried-up portions of
the lake are crusted with salt,
and on the borders there are solid
mounds of salt. There are one or two
wells of fresh water near the lake,
and many sites of old villages which
had been deserted on account of the
lire mountain, which is still active.
The Language of Flowers. C
Hyacinth means “Jealousy.”
The Pansy, “Thoughts of you.”
Lilac: “First love.”
Bed Pink: “Affection.”
White Pink: “Pure and ardent love. ?
White Bose:“Unconfessedpassion. -
Blush Bose: “Diffidence.”
Bed-Rose Bud: “Love’sfirst offer¬
ing.”
Geranium: “Preference.”
Heliotrope: “I dream of thee.”
White Heliotrope: “Angels be with
Me.”
Poppy: “Consolation.”
Bed Bose: “Heart’s Passion.”
A PEST OF EAGLES.
Lambs and Poultry Stolon From Con-
ecticiit Farina by Bi«* - , Fiona* Birds,
Eagles have become a pest to farm-
ers in Connecticut. The boldness and
nerceness with which they have been
preying upon farm animals are re¬
markable. At the same time they are
so wary that few of them are shot.
There is a large and particularly
ugly bald-headed eagle.in the Gardi-
tier’s Lake country, in New London
countv, which has made such a
nnisn ;, ce ot itse)f iu the matter of
stealing lambs and poultry front the
farmers all winter,that a special effort
has been made to slay it, but thus far
it has Succeeded in avoiding the guns
of a score of hunters and evaded any
number of pole traps which have been
set and temptingly baited up in the
air for it.
J. N. Newton, foreman of the Fish¬
er’s Island farm, killed a big bald
eagle on the island. It had become
exhausted from some unknown reason
and fallen in the road, Mr. Newton
leaped from his wagon and attacked
the eagle with the butt of his whip.
The eagle turned on him fiercely, and
it was some time before he could kill
it. The bird had a spread of wings of
six feet four inches, and was beauti¬
fully marked, having a white head,
neck and tail, and the rest of its body
being of a mixed brown. Fisher’s
Island is also being haunted by a great
golden eagle, attracted there" by the
large poultry farms
A fierce tight between a bald eagle
and a hen, which, strange to say, did
not result in the death of the hen, oe-
curved on Dennis Ferigo’s farm iu
Kent. The hen boldly met the eagle,
which dropped like a plummet from
tho npper ail , Feathers and blood
rU . w at a livelv rate f or a moment, and
the eagle seemcd SO mewhat nonplused
bv its recei)tion . Then the lien sud-
denlv flew into the woodshed, leaving
b : f H J H clutches of the
birtl The hen is still iil good
health ^
bald-headed eagle was shot while
bausmur g over James Wav’s fann in
L vme. An appetite for turkey led
this specimen of the king of birds into
trouble. While it was swooping down
upon the turkey roost Mr. Way poured
the contents of an old musket into it,
breaking one wing. It fell into the
yard, flopping and biting at every-
thing within reach with its wicked-
looking beak. This bird was one of
ihe largest'ever shot in Connecticut.
It measured seven feet ten inches from
tip to tip of wings, and had for sev-
era! months been a pest to the farmers
of Lyme,
On Goose Island in Long Island
Bound, James Monteith, a duck hunt¬
er, shot a large bald eagle and brought
it to the ground. As he stepped for¬
ward to pick it up, thinking it was
dead, he was attacked by the bird and
badly scratched. Before he finally
killed it his clothing was torn into
shreds. The eagle measured six and
one-half feet across the wings.—New
York Sun.
A Simple Nervine.
The dandelion is one of the best
nervines known, and was in common
use ill the ,, days ot our grandmothers, i ji
For years it has not been used so
much as formerly, the people giving
up the roots and herbs for the ready
prepared , medicine v • ot , the ,i drug i stores, ,
,
V Lately , . some ot , the , best , physicians , . •
have discovered the wonderful prop-
perties of the dandelion root, and it is
...
riisoiaers, livtsi tioubles aim cases ox
indigestion. Even hysteria in its
worst form is greatly benefited by its
use, and a complete cure is often the
result if the remedy is continued. To
secure the best results, procure the
fresh roots and make a strong decoc¬
tion of them by putting pieces of the
root in cold water and letting it steep
slowly. A cupful of the liquid two or
three times a day will soon regulate
the disordered nerves. If it seems a
bitter dose to swallow try roasting the
roots, then grind it, when it can be
steeped and with the addition of
cream and sugar makes a beverage not
unlike strong rank coffee. — Floral
World.
At Dawson City.
“My darling,” said the Klondike
miner to the girl who had traveled all
the way from Boston to marry him,”
“you are worth your weight in-”
“Don’t say in gold,” she interrupt-
ed. “That expression is so trite.”
“I do not intend to sayihatyon are
worth vour weight in anything so
common as gold. My precious girl
yon are worth your weight in linked
beans! ’ ’—Pit tsbu rg Giro n id e-Tele-
graph.
NO. 10
A Useful Weed.
Kelp, as is known by those living on
the sea coast is a crude alkaline mat-
, ter ' Produced by the combustion of
*eaweeds. These are dried in the sun
and then burned in shallow exeav?.-
tions at a low heat. About twenty or
t'venty-four tons of seaweed yield ono
ton kelp. Kelp is composed of
chloride of sodium, carbonate of soda,
sulphate of soda and potash, chloride
potassium, iodine of potassium or
8 °dium, insoluble salts, and coloring
It used to be the great source
•
soda ’ **** a better quality is now
obtained from the composition of sea
| sa * ( ’ ^ l° n kelp will yield
a bout eight pounds of iodine, large
Quantities 0 f chloride of potassium and
a ^ so t)y destructive distillation a large
Quantity of volatile oil, from four to
fifteen gallons of paraffin oil, three or
four gallons of naphtha and from one
and a half to four hundred weight of
sulphate of ammonia. This latter as
well as the sulphate of soda and pot¬
ash enter into many of the commercial
fertilizers.
1 llere are ’ n Scotland twelve facto-
most of them at Glasgow, and two
’ n l reland which produce annually In
all from this marine plant 130 tons of
iodine. At Finisterre in France th<?re
are factories which produce 50 tons
of iodine.
Seaweeds of several kinds are used
for forage. Oxen, sheep and deer seek
the fucus veslculosus on the seashore
1 Iff winter when, other supplies are
scarce; in the Swedish province of
Gothland it is boiled and mixed with
a bttle coarse flour as food for hogs:
and in Norway, fucus seratus is used
as food f °r cattle, generally sprinkled
with a little meal.—Farm, Field and
Preside,
Siberian Gentleman's Life.
“For five months of the year the Si¬
berian man of fashion lives in the
°P« n air - either at the mining camp or
in the hunting field,” says Thomas G.
Allen, Jr., writing of “Fashionable
Life in Siberia,” in the Ladles’ Home
Journal. "He is an early bird under
a » circumstances, and invariably rises
between T and 8 o’clock, although ue
ma T have had but a couple o. hours
res b Nearly every meal is succeeded
by a nap. However, dressing duties
do not ,ake very lon B. for w b<m he re¬
tires the Siberian only divests himself
of his coat and boots. Shirts are un-
known in Siberia, and in many houses,
beds also, film samovai is set on the
dining-room table at eight a. m., to-
sether with eggs, black and white
bread, sardines, and cakes, etc. Break¬
fast is eaten and washed down by five
or six glasses of tea stirred up wdth su¬
gar, cream and sometimes jam. At o^e
o’clock dinner is served, and at five in
the afternoon another small meal,
much like that of the morning, is tak¬
en. A meat supper follows at nine d’-
cloek.”
A Long Look Ahead.
The politicians are even now hcfflnning to
weigli the possibilities involved in the next
Presidential election. The papers are full of
electioneering gossip, and venture predictions
ns to the future which are somewhat too self-
confident. Hut it is safe to say that a syste-
matte course of Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters
will renew health in the malarious, bilious,
rheumatic, costive or nervous.
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the shortage in his accounts.
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Clean ,, blood , clean , skin. , • .. JNo
means a
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stirring up the lazy liver and driving all im-
and that sickly bilious complexion by taking
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g‘ sts > satisfaction 10c, 25c, 50c.
Tho best pencil eraser obtainable is sponge
rubber, which artists use, and which may lie
found at any art store. It is a little more ex¬
pensive than the ordinary very unsatisfac¬
tory eraser, but is well worth the difference.
To Cure a Cold in One Hay.
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. All
Druggists refund money if it fails to cure. 25c.
The street newsboy was born to make a
noise in the world. He may have been born
for other purposes, but what they are is a
profound secret.
Educate Tour Bowels With Cascarets.
10c, Candy Cathartic, cure constipation forever.
25c. If C. C. C. fail, druggists refund money.
An old bachelor resembles a pair of scis¬
sors with only one blade.
Chew Star Tobacco—The Best.
Smoke Sledge Cigarettes.
When a woman weeps scalding tears she is
boiling with rage.
Mrs Winslow's Soothing Syrup for children
tee tiling, softens the,gums, reduces inflamma¬
tion, allays pain, cures wind colic. 25c. a bottle.
31any a man never gets on the popular side
until he joins the silent majority.
No-To-Bao for Fifty Cents.
Guaranteed tobacco habit cure, makes weak
men strong, blood pure. 50c, SI. All druggists.
It isn’t always naked modesty truth. that keeps people
from telling the