The tribune. (Buchanan, Ga.) 1897-1917, June 10, 1898, Image 1

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VOL. I. DON'T WORRY. Don't worry—though above your head The threatening storm clouds meet, Tbe rainbow as of yore shall spread Its sign of promise sweet. The flowers fled when winter gray Proclaimed again his cruel sway. Yet early blossoms smile and say, ••Don’t worry.” Don't worry—though the noon-tide find Your footsteps faltering. The morn’s glad hopes left far behind; The day its joy shall bring. When sunset's radiant curtains fall. Sleep’s night, angel, ready to the call Of shall whisper low to all. •’Don’t worry.” Don’t worr.%-though with little good Your eager quest seem fraugut. He that hath striven as he could Has striven as he ought. Ask not how destiny was planned. The little that we understand Is eloquent with the command, •'Don't worry.” Nobody’s Papa * a A somore-looking , ... man wandered gloomily from picture to picture. He Inui no catalogue, some people prefer to go without and gaze untrammelled by prejudice. He was not perhaps the only man m the room without a cata- logue, but there was teat about him wlneh distinguished hun effectually from evei y othe: Unman being in that crowd. No one else looked so utterly minimised and indifferent as he, though many were less critical. He knew a good picture at once, and gave it a quick, appreciative scrutiny, while the worthless specimens he passed by with a glance ot couteiiipt. 1 resentiv he turned listlesslyfcway and sat down on the ottoman in the centre of the room. Folding his arms, lie sank into a brown study. What was he thinking of? A woman of course! Yes; but not a woman that he loved. He thorgut of her as the beautiful heiress a l.o .* h . had wooed and won. hhe was courted as only such women are courted and from all the host of him-ah! she must have loved him then. How beautiful she was, aucl saar-sx. sweeti she was made of muriatic acid He himself to be sure was not all hoimy and anu su-ar sii„ai. Men men are aie not-but ot on a a neen soinie , genueness sue , GeSrude had been accustomed linL to homage nomage. She »ue lia naci not not bee Deen wi wining to to shouh have KceW man-ied auothei “ee™ mau than lovi he % Thev ■/ seaiceiy a a weeb rf m io\e and , happiness, and in six months he had left her. “You married me for my money! was the last i’utal insult she hurled at him in her passion. t Very well, madam. I will leave vou your money and relieve you ot the presence of a despised husband-tor- ev ® l ’ ! I hose the . last . words , . he had . were ever spoken to her—the last words he ever should speak. He had left then and there, to her grand house, with her grand servants and her grand friends, and he had gone to Australia vo begin life anew with only his brains for capital. I lie capital,however, was a good one. He had made his fortune, and he had come home, yielding to a strange longing to see not her —oh, no. nor any man or woman alive, but to tread Ins native soil, to revisit the scenes where he had spent a happy boyhood—and then—he should return to Australia. 1 here he had friends; there lie had land. It was his home now. No one knew of his arrival in England; no one should know. From his wife his separation had been com- I plete. There had been no letters—no I inquiries. To each other they were as dead. It was seven years since they bad met and married and parted, and he did not know if she were living or dead. Of course he did not want to know. She perhaps was anxious to hear of his death in order that she might many somebody else. Perhaps in time she would assume his death. He started up. The heat was in¬ tolerable, the pictures odious, the people detestable, their cackle unen¬ durable. He would go straight out. He would not look at another daub. That one was not so bad, though! In spite of himself he stopped to look at it. It was the portrait of a little girl —a dear, little girl in hat and fur tip¬ pet aud muff, standing in the porch of THE “Don’t Give Up tlio Sttip.” BUC HANAN. GA., FRIDAY, JUNE 10. 1898, a country house. It was evidently a stormy winter’s day. Her feet stood in. the snow, but she was standing quite still in an attitude of eager expectancy. It fascinated him; he looked long and earnestly. It was a good picture, but ! it was not altogether its artistic merits i ! that captivated him. The child’s face seemed to awake some far-off memory — a memory that kept on eluding him in a perplexing manner. Then at last it came to him. The likeness was a little sister of his own who had died in early childhood; she had been his boyhood’s companion. He had loved her deeply: he had mourned her long, j Poor Nellie! Her name had excited ' the first disagreement between his wife and himself. He had said that it they should have a daughter he would wish her to be called Ellen after this sister of his. His wife had declared with heat that she hated the name. Was it possible that she could be jeal¬ ous even of a dead child? Or was it I simply that lovfe of opposition which ended by making tlieir life together impossible? Ah, if Nellie had lived, he would have had some one to love— j lSOIlle olle to turn to in his desolation, ( The likeness was extraordinary. “Do you like my picture?” j He turned round and saw J,the orig- j lla { 0 f the portrait standing at his elbow. What a pretty little girl she j wa s! And how much prettier than her j picture! The artist had done his best, I hut lie could not adequately render the ' light which danced in the dark eyes, ! llor Hie dimples that cameand went iu the round, rosy cheeks. j “It is very nice, but you yourself ave nicer still,” he said with a smile. , Row that smile became him! “What is your name?” he pursued. I “Nellie.” He started. “It is a curious coincidence,” he sa jd, “that you remind me of a NeHie i w h 0 died lone aeo ” ; The child looked up with sympatke- ‘ He, wondering eyes. j “You weren’t her papa, were you?” “No; 1 am no little ffiri’s ram ” nni » • T scutes v , , No ' 1 *“•* She stood for a moment irresolute; then made as if she would go. He i sir •*“ ‘ ,et * ** "* h “ 1 Tell n u»e-oh, , do . tell , ,, me! .,, he . said, .. i ( V s fret-wliy that picture “ was , painted—why ■ I come here every day, ; you . Good-bye, nobody s papa! : SLe f "h * li,,le e T!° bei , ' “ other s sule ’ opposed she was be [ mother—a . 1 tall woman dressed m black, who stood with her back to “ He sa y« be ».“<> ht «e girl's papa,” T he lady hushed bi i her, ’“t , took l her 3 hand a an q ] ec | her quickly from the room. “Excuse me, but will yon hand me your catalogue for a moment?” The old gentleman addressed started, dropped his double eyeglasses, looked somewhat annoyed, but nevertheless pn t the catalogue into the eager hand Ue ld out for it. “No. 179. ‘Waiting for Papa. ’ Portrait of Ellen, daughter of Hugh Marston, Esq.” “Thank you. ” His hand trembled S o as lie handed back the catalogue that it fell to the ground. “Drunk or mad?” muttered the old gentleman, as he stooped, much dis- composed, to pick it up again. Our friend meantime,passed through the crowd and hurried breathlessly on, through the turnstile, down the steps, j us t in time to see an open carriage two horses, and a footman in livery, drive off. Iu it were the lady iu mourning and little Nellie. Nellie waved her hand to him, but the lady averted her gaze. “Is your mistress at home?” The gentleman who asked this ques- tiou of a stately butler at the door of a house iu Belgrave square was our friend of the Royal academy, but he was no longer gloomy and morose. He was eager and excited.. So great was the difference .which this change of ex-’ pression made in his countenance that he seemed another man. “Mrs. Alarston is at home, sir. What name?” The butler looked at him a little askance. “Never mind my name; show me in.” There was an imperiousness about his manner which conquered the but¬ ler, in spite of the deepening mystery. The visitor was shown in silence into the drawingroom, where a lady- dressed in black, a still young and beautiful lady, but pale and thin, sat with her head on her hand, Nellie played at her feet, hut the mother was not paying any attention to the child. “Gertrude!” She sprang to her feet, ami for a moment a look of the most intense joy came into her face. She seemed as if she would have fallen into the arms stretched out to her,but then suddenly she recoiled, saying, with bitterness: bus-' “I will not acknowledge for a band the man who disowns my child.” “Perhaps he can’t help being no little girl’s papa,” interceded Nellie. “Disown her! Never! Did I dis¬ own her when I found out?” “You did a few hours ago, and you must have known. You said it to iu- sultme. ” • “Gertrude! Gertrude! How could I even imagine?” He caught up the child and kissed her wildly, passionately. “You might very easily, and if you had ever troubled yourself even to inquire whether I was alive or dead— oh! to abandon me like that for one word—one hasty word—it was cruel— cruel and brutal!” “No, no,” said Nellie, “he’s sorry now. I am sure he’s sorry now.” She patted his cheek, down which the tears were running, “Oh, run away, child—run away!” cried the mother. “No, I can’t i’or- give you, Hugh, not even now you are here, though the picture did bring you : —I can’t, 1 > . , kneeUnVat^hei^knees^imp’loring ‘ her j forgiveness with broken sobs. Nellie ran to tell the servants that | her papa had come home at last, but ; mamma was angry with him because he said he was not her Nellie*!”' tmua ! “Oh, hush, Miss cried the nurse. “I thought who it was when he wouldn’t e-ive his name ’ ” ssid the but- ler. “Suppose they won’t want no din- ner,” observed the cook sarcastically, No ’ thev wanted a e 1 no no dinner * mez ’ “° nor one oue ,. . ,, sric&susr* ' to, “~ - ___________- - Prince of Wales’ Dinner Table. langements. «»i': s s ,e ic°& Him the tablecloths are severely p ain,though of the finest quality, and simply worked with the royal arms—the rose, the thistle, and kins ave invariably folded into a small TT to \ oldbt “ d '“f "°T iu the fancy shapes in vogue elsewhere, To each guest two forks, and no more are provided, and these are placed ■ are one large tablespoon and one large k ^ fe ’ tor 1 “ no °. ircumstance ave U o knives together given to any guest. A great many reasons have been as- signed for this rule, but apparently no one has summoned up the courage to ask their royal host and hostess, It has been asserted that his dislike Royal Highness has the old-fashioned of seeingkuives inadvertently crossed. Small water bottles are used, but the Princess holds to the Hanoverian hab- it of never having finger bowls. ! At Marlborough house dinner be- gins at 8.45 o’clock, and is never al- lowed to last much more than an hour, Occasionally during dinner soft music is played. The menu is always served a la Russe—that is to say. nothing is carved iu the dining-room __________ ________ Instruction for Doctors. : There is a movement on foot in Berlin to provide free courses to physi- cians in which thev shall be instructed in all the laws hearing upon the pro- fessiou and its practices There, as here, the young man fresh from the university does not know much and is in great need of a post-graduate course to acquaint him with branches ct bis profession of which he will i some day stand in urgent need. Ac- j cording to the plan proposed, those who have taken degrees and dqnlomas are to be sujiplied with further in- struction, receiving clear explanation of the laws concerning accidents, and’the in- surance, judiciary functions ! like, so far as possible perfecting | their equipment for the arduous and responsible duties of their profession. I Formerly as‘they theypicked up this informa- J tion went along, with the chance of possessing some sort of mas- terv of it late in life; now it is to bo 1 imparted practically as a part of the , regular course of study.—New York 1 Tribune. It takes eight times the strength to go upstairs that is required to accom- j plish the same distance on a level. , ODDITIES OF FALCON ISLAND. It Is Always (lotting llinroviwril ami \|»- propiiatctl by Soma Nation. Far away out iu the deep Pacific ocean exists a small strip of land whieh shows that it lias decided spirit and sweet little will of its own, for it will not undergo allegiance to any Governments often experi- ence considerable trouble in preserv- iug the allegiance of people they have conquered, but as a rule a piece of property or real estate has been looked upon us likely to remain in the same place for a considerable period of ti me. Tbis little island, which has received the name of Falcon island, proves an exception to the rule, however. No sooner has it been annexed than it disappears of! the face of the globe, leaving only a dangerous reef to iudi- cate its former whereabouts and com- iug up in a few years’ time, when the country which lias performed the an- nexatiou has given up all claim. Our old friend John Bull,always on the watch to increase his imperial em- pire, was the first to encounter it. Iu 1889 the British corvette Egeria, was sent on a cruise among the South Sea islands, with orders from the British admiralty to seize upon any islands or coral reefs that had hitherto been . unclaimed and to take possession in the name of the queen. Cruising , around she noted from afar off a prom- incut island, toward which she sailed, Tall palm trees were growing on its 1? d ° Wnfi^riSn^i-O bluff, using loO M feet “ above 1 °"*' u L tll „ voun1fa Ivt , / t „ •' '.‘V ' ° t] they sent t out a tiauspoit ship, . ■ with lepoit.. ‘St vvnat “ was r i h )I?Z™v tlie dismay eS ot f l || the Ml J" ° J he Egeria, on anmng at ^ be place ^lieie he had the year be- fore left the island sporting the Uniou Insteadof the beautiful !. j 1 ] ‘ stauain^ slautin, g oul out so piommeutlv nromineutl v from the ocean was a low and danger- hJh '* with the inordinate cWe of annexing stt'nif 111 01 v ’ l seu 1 uls '’; ; lu *' > u‘»i, p ..ts There, instead of finding a sunken reef, whitened with the foam of the breakel . s , the vessel's crew discovere.l an i s ], in( l the exact shanp of the island w.„.d Scarcclv two years had t iZZeiZl missed nw »v ig „» t o » t visit her possessions found her way to Fu i CO n island. It had again disap- .. q i t brine simnlvuiwf , V as obliged to give up all rights of possession.-Ban Francisco Chronicle. fugitive , c,.io.«of Gems. A ’’ emal e ta ^‘ ls re P 01 ’fed by Journal , tur , . Goldschimedekunst, viz., . that-the colors of precious stones aye not permanent m the light. Io £. lve i, 1 cb eunc:il and physical explaua- tlou for thls 18 ‘Idhcult; for, although chemical reactions in solid bodies have been proved, one would not presume tbem to occar 111 tbe exceedingly hard m ^®rals concerned. A ruby which had been left tor two years m a light sb "' v 7 nu ,°'"’ " a,s ^ onn ‘ 1 to be cou : S1<b ' r:l ’ 1 > v Hghter after this , time had elapsed than , r stone, previously of exactly the same color, which had been kept m the dark. Similar results were observed with emeralds and sap- l jbbes ’ kthl more hasty than with i th e s e valuable colored gems is the i “ tlon of,bgllt ° U tbe less e ’^ e usn : ft ! f. to “ e ®’ Gainet aud , topa/ dlbe tt . ‘' 111 tba tb f fo , rlaer . be f aies dl “ al ! d <lul1 ’ I " 1,lie the Iatter ] onl v tll! ' ns ,1 « hter ' - ' Fro * en *"»• Spitsbergen is not an unbroken ice- ] sheet, as many persons supposed it to ; ! ^ e - Glaciers there are in plenty, but there is much open ground and fine mountain lent, aud Mr. seeaery. Garwood Fogs described are preva- J i a peculiar effect due to this condition of the atmosphere, which does not seem to have been ever noted by Alpine climbers. He has seen the face of a mountain covered with spicules of ice —a kind of exaggerated hoarfrost— some of the icicles standing out hori- zoutally from the wall of rock, and measuring as much as eighteen inches in length. They ave evidently gener- ate d t^’ the action of fog—and grow t>y the constant addition of moist par¬ ticles. Fogs will often continue for many days together, and they are so dense that one cannot see a companion away.—Chambers’# "ho is more than two Journal. or three yards | j NO. ‘27. STARTLINC PILL STATISTICS, Sonia lilru of till* Consumption of Mftll* «'»l I’allats by tita laiglisli. * The British appetite for pills can only be gauged from the revenue re- ceipts relating to the stamp duties paid for proprietory medicines (which , last year in the aggregate amounted to almost a quarter of a million pounds) and by making allowances for tke pills, dispensed by doctors and chemists, which are not dutiable, An allow ance of a trifle over half an ounce of pills for each inhabitant of the United Kingdom for the year can- not be said to be an extravagant esti- mate; indeed,such an allowance means but thirty-two doses a year, or one and a half pounds of pills to last a lifetime of sixty years, j Bits, Placed the pills iu a of straight lifetime line, would says Tit u ex- i tend through some forty feet, and there would be some 1920 of them, The latter figure may seem rather large, but if sixty years of pills were combined into one sphere, it would have a diameter of less thun font inches and a circumference of under I one foot, It is not until we make calculations regarding the pill as a national deli- eacv that we arrive at any figures ol magnitude, and then we find flint something like 1,280,000,000 pills are , swallowed annually. If these British pills were put iu a straight line they would extend from Loudon to Luck- now. The P laciug of tlie P ills >« a lengthy line of o(h0 miles would afford occn- pahonfor a pair of idle hands during el 6'Uy-one - vears ’ at Uie eml ,,f wbi ? h hme the owner of the hands would probably find tlie task of laying ‘during down ,bl f pills * ver v second an ' eight , hours’ day . something monotou- ; 0 us. If in place of putting them into : a „ extended line we placed the pills | in roWf4 G f 1085 pills, aud having ar- ^ T- “ Umber ° f r ° WS HH tbel .® " ele P llls ln al ° w a ? a base , ’ " e could use the rest oi the pills in mak- ; n , r 1085 similar lavers the resultant could -EffssiML proceed stir 14 .*.. in to np the lot a gigantic mortar,and kaviug thorough- * m,M< ’ *• «»*•« mixture it would be!—roll the mass into one splendid spherical pill weigh¬ ing 637 tons, and posesssing a diame¬ ter of over 28 feet, and a circa infer- , QO , , . , g V ' I 8 /, f auotUei s SnSw Lc , £ , -S ”° P 3 , , ei” “ tie™e™ s“ f 3 be vi ce of a 11 hoy to t0 crown cl 0" u the * ^ t0P of ^ monstei pill. When a Woman Should Keftige m Wan- She should refuse him (writes a lady- correspondent) when she knows his habits to be intemperate, for there can hetio unhappier fate than marriage w ith a drunkard. She should refuse him when there is any heriditary dis- ease i u the family, such as consump- ,iou or insanity, which would in all probability show itself and cause in- finite misery in after years. She should refuse him when she sees he is iu the habit of associating with bad companions, who may lead him into a gambling, drinking and card-playing Hf e . She should refuse him when she kn0 ws him to be that despicable thing—a male flirt; she should reflect that as he has treated other girls so he inay treat herself, and no woman cares to lay herself open to such treat- raent . She should refuse him when she feels she has no love to give him and not marry, as muny girls do,for a home; no marriage can be truly happy without love to sweeten the bonds. *'’ be should refuse him when he is pro¬ jiosing to her for her money or from pique. A girl can generally distin¬ guish real love from feigned and even if she cares for him should uot accept him unless convinced his motives are disinterested. She should not refuse him when she really cares for him and knows him to be a steady, faithful man, who will make her happy and not cause her heartbreaks,which,perhaps, one of her more brilliant lovers might have done.—The Ledger, Telegraph Foies. The number of poles used for tele- graph wires per mile varies from twenty to twenty-two on minor lines to twenty-six 16 thirty on main lines, A Truism. “What is a truism?” “It is a truth which is so true that it makes everybody tired.”— Chicago Record. 4 -