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VOL. II.
THE HONEYSUCKLE.
“The elovor,” said the humming-bird,
“Was fashioned for the bee ;
But ne’er a flower, »s I have heard,
Was ever made for me.”
A passing moonlit zephyr paused, and stirred
To Home earth; aud drops humming-bird of dew
for the
The honeysuckle grew.
—Harper’s Weekly.
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t BY LESTER L. LOCKWOOD. %
i i Hello, Jim! What’s up now? ’
■“Chicken coop.—that is, it will be
when I manage to get a few more
nails in.”
Sam Simmins vaulted , the ,, , low fence, j.
and standing withi bis hands m his
pockets, watched Jim a few moments
Then lie gave an amused whistle. I
say, Jim, there s nothing like having
conveniences to work with. Now.it
I were to build a chicken coop d
should be silly enough to use new
wire eightpennies and a steel-tipped
hammer; but I daresay I’m quite be¬
hind the times,aud that, assorted sizes
of bent aud rusty nails and a slippery
stone to drive them in with are the
latest improved implements—a sort of
renaissance iu carpentry, eh?”
“Ncft exactly,” replied Jim, laugh¬
ing, “but it gives you a chance to air
that French pronunciation that you
had to stay for after school for last
night. Ho there’s some good comes
from my impoverished resources; after
all, that was the phrase I struck on
yesterday.”
“Don’t Miss Lamb put us through
the definitions and pronunciations for
all they are worth, though? Father
says if this thing keeps up he’ll Lave
to buy a new dictionary before the
year is out—such wear on it,you know,
But, to ‘resume the original theme,’
what are you going to put iu your
coop when it is done?”
r “That is also Miss Lamb’s doing,
You see, sire knows all about my
poultry craze —knows I’m saving up
to go into the chicken business, I
mean—and yesterday she showed me
a chance to begin. The folks where
she boards are regular chicken cranks,
yon know—fine stock, incubators, and
all that. Well, yesterday she heard
Mrs. Jansen says that she had a ben
so determined to set that she couldn’t
break her up, and that she’d sell her
very cheap to get rid of her. Ho Miss
Lamb told her about me, and she
offered to sell me the hen and a set¬
ting of fifteen eggs—all good stock,
too, mind you—for $1. Don’t you
call that a lay-out now?”
“’T;s, for a fact. And you happen¬
ed to have the dollar?”
- “Ye«; i’ V e saved up $1.15, and if I
cau gel the coop clone I’m going after
school tonight for the hen.”
“And I suppose yon will buy a
bicycle with the proceeds? But that
doesn’t explain why you are using
rusty nails and a stone hammer.”
“Why, you see,our hammer is lost,
as usual. Some of the children are
always getting away with it, and I
can’t afford to spend my extra 15 cents
oh nails. That has to go for chicken
feed, and I don t know when I’ll have
a chance to earn any more. So I’m
drawing these nails out of the boxes
ou the kindling pile. They are really
mine, you know. I worked for them
at Ml’. Lake’s grocery last vacation. ’
“Going into business on a strictly
cash basis, eh?”
“Yes, sir-ee! That’s my ticket,
every time.”
“Been reading the life of Rockefel-
ler ami all those penniless-boy mil-
°
lionairee, I suppose?”
Jim flushed.,
L 6 Well, that’s the way to begin, any¬
how,” he said, sturdily, wrenching
at a stubborn nail with the cold chisel;
“but I do wish they wouldn’t always
lose the hammer. ”
“Why don’t you wait till it turns
up?”
“Too much risk. You must ‘make
hay while the sun slimes,’ you know
—in other words, set hens while
they’re iu the notion.”
“Going into the poultry business
with oue hen is too slow for me. I’m
going to Klondike as soon.as school is
out, and when I strike it rich in mines
you’ll be puttering away with an old
clucking hen and a half-dozen scrawny
chickens.”
“All right,” responded Jim,
cheerily. “It may be slow, but ‘a
bird iu the baud is worth two iu the
bush. > >1
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THE TRIBUNE
“Don’t Give Up tlio SHip.”
BUCHANAN, GA„ FRIDAY, MARCH IT. 1899.
i ( Which, being translated, means
‘a lieu in the coop is worth two mines
in the ground,’ I mppose?”
“That’s about the size of it. But
I say, Sam, before you start for Klou-
dike won’t you please hand me that
stone lying at your feet—the smooth
one that looks like a petrified potato?
This loose granite chips off so.”
“It does look like a potato—the
white elephant variety,” said Ham,
tossing the stone to Jim.
“Thank you. This will make a
fine hammer—so hard and smooth.”
" Ha! Ha! Ha! I should say so!”
for at the first strokeoa the rusty nail
head the stone broke iu two, one-half
falling to the ground and the nail bead
! grazing Jim’s hand. As he turned
; his hand over to examine the scratch
the broken surface of the stone
caught his eye. He gave a loud
whistle.
“Look here, Sam. Stop your laugh-
ing and see what is inside your white
»
t £ at keeu Merest iu “s P eei-
mens „ which is tUe natm -al birthright
of e J Roc ky Mountain boy. Ham
" forwaril>
,,p n
“Not much! Nothing so common
as that. I uevor saw anything like
it.”
i < What do you reckon it is?”
Jim shook his head, turning the
stone from side to side and letting the
sunlight play over its surface aud re¬
veal its delicate beauty, for in the
heart of the common brown stone lay
a circular ribbed hollow lined with
mother-of-pearl and in one side of this
polished nest was a cluster of crystals.
“It must be the impression of a
fossil shell,” said Sam,eying it intent-
ly.
“Why, yes—of course.”
And Jim stooped to pick up the
other half of the stone,
“Yes, here it is. Did you ever see
anything so perfect? Home spiral
thing that seems to go way down into
the stone. Just look at the coloring,
will you? Rainbow tints, every one!
Aud—see?—here is the hole where
that little bunch of crystals was broken
out, and the inside of the shell, or
animals whichever it is is lined
with crystals as far down as you can
Sfte -
“Jim, you’re in luck. You-can sell
it at the museum, aud for a good
price, too.”
“No, I shall give it to Miss Lamb
for Lev cabinet. I owe her something
for her starting mein business.”
“I do belie r e Jim, you’d give away
your head if it was not well fastened
on your shoulders. But come, there’s
the first bell and we must hurry.”
Miss Lamb’s admiration of the fossil
was all that lie could have desired.
“I cannot tell you what it is,” she
said, “but I am sure it is something
too rare for you to give away. It
ought to have a considerable money
value. I cannot accept it from you
until I have ascertained its worth.”
“All right, then,” said Jim, wink¬
ing at Sam. “You can sell it if you
wish, and all above $5 that it brings
you may give to me for my chicken
house.”
“It’s a bargain,” said Miss Lamb,
laughing, “and the $5 shall go to the
Children’s Fiesh-Air fund.”
The following Saturday Miss Lamb
took the specimen to Professor Black,
ail eminent geologist,
tnrrilite!” he exclaimed, ex-
citedly. “Where did you find it?”
Miss Lamb told him the story,
“Well, well, well! Now, I might
g G ou breaking open stones with my
geologist’s hammer till the end of time
and ge t nothing for my pains, while
this unlettered boy, by a chance blow
—why, this is really the finest speci-
men of its kind that I ever saw! Such
a perfect fracture—the whole thing so
complete! Hee how perfectly the two
pieces fit together—not a fragment
gone!
“There you are. Just a common
stone again. You can scarcely see the
crack. Why, Miss Lamb, if I had
that iu my cabinet I would not take
$100 for it.”
“Will you give that for it?”
“Do you mean to say it is for sale?”
“Yes, the finder is a poor boy aud
would make excellent use of the
inonev. He is going into the chicken
business, and that sum would give
him a good start —buildings and fill.
I tell you, professor, Jim Jones has
real pluck aud principle.”
“I judge so from the novel way in
which he was using this rare stone,”
giving it affectionate, professional
little taps.
“Yes, I will give you $100 for it and
thank you very much besides.”
The professor wrote his check, gave
it to Miss Lamb and locked the tur-
vilite in his choicest cabinet.
Of course Jim could hardly believe
his good luck, but you may be sure
he was quite reconciled to it. By the
time his modest chic en house was
finished and a dozen glossy black
Langshans strutted proudly in their
grassy run the old Brahma was off
with ten healthy chicks and was given
the most comfortable quarters aud the
choicest food that the yard afforded.
Miss*Lamb and Ham Himmius were
invited on a special Hatnrday to in¬
spect the new buildings and stock.
They' both smiled when they saw a
neat arch over the gateway upon
which was painted:
TCRIULITE CHICKEN RANCH,
JAMES CONN,
Proprietor.
“Did you drive these nails with
stones?” queried Sam.
“No, indeed,” laughed Jim, shak¬
ing a new steel-faced hammer peril¬
ously near Sam’s nose, “but I shall
never be sorry that I drove the first
ones so.”
“Providence helps those who help
themselves, you see, Ham,” said Miss
Lamb.
“Yes,” sighed Ham, “Jim struck
it rich before I even got started for
Klondike, aud if I don’t get some sort
of a move on me lie will beat me get¬
ting a bicycle yet.”
“Struck it rich —that’s pretty go d,
Ham. Yes, it was literally a rich
strike, that of the tnrrilite on the
rusty nail.”—Chicago Record.
A NATURAL DRY DOCK.
One Hus Been in Use in Maine for Some
Time.
We are indebted to T. Hodgson of
Bedford, Province of Quebec, for a
description of a natural dry dock and
the mauuev in which it has been util¬
ized. This dock is on the Maine side
of the St. Croix river, between Calais
and Passamaquoddy bay. At this
point a small brook has cut a channel
of sufficient width through the river
bank down to about the level of low
tide, the difference in the levels at
this place being nearly twenty-five
feet.
As there was a considerable amount
of shipping owned in the neighbor¬
hood and docking facilities were ab¬
sent, some ingenious Yankee conclud¬
ed that he would utilize the cut made
by the small stream, especially as the
high range of tide provided all the ap¬
pliances needed to fill and empty the
dry dock. Starting several hundred
feet from the river, on a small tribu¬
tary, a cut was made across the bed of
the stream extending into each bank,
aud a ten-foot-wall of stone laid ill
cement was built. At the centre open¬
ing the top of this wall was about on
the level of the stream, but at the sides
it extended above the highest tides.
Hills were laid in the opening and a
pair of ordinary lock gates were put
in p'ace, opening outward. A pipe
controlled by a valve was laid in the
centre wall level with the stream bed,
and carried off any water intercepted
by the low wall aud the sills, and a
ditch,cut above the level of high tide,
provided an outlet for the small
amouut of water usually coming down
the brook channel. A few well-bed¬
ded cross timbers for supporting the
keel of the vessel completed this ser¬
viceable dry dock.
The operation of the dock was very
simple. The vessel came up the river
oil the flood tide and was hauled into
the dock aud held iu positiou over the
keel blocks as the tide ran out. As
the water level lowered shores from
the banks kept the vessel upright,
aud these are found sufficient for the
class of vessels using this dock. When
the tides had run out the gates were
shut and the water was kept out until
repairs were completed. To undock
the ship the gates can be opened nt
low tide aud the water thus admitted
Oil the rise of tide will float the ves¬
sel, aud she can pass out and down
stream on the ebb tide. This dock
has been in successful operation for
some years, and is an interesting ex¬
ample of the utilization of existing
natural conditions for securing a much
needed convenience. — Engineering
News.
Its Natural Effect.
“How many of these sheep got out
of here?” asked the angry farmer.
“I don’t know,” replied the new-
hired man, rubbing bis eyes. “After
I’d watched five or six of ’em jump
over the fence I seemed to lose the
count. That always puts me to sleep.”
—Chicago Tribune.
EUROPE'S HERMIT SOVEREIGN.
l v rlnce of Lipilitensteln Ham Been In¬
visible for Forty Years.
Hidden away in the exquisitely
picturesque and magnificent castle of
Eisgrub, in Moravia, and an old world
ruler has just celebrated in solitude
the fortieth anniversary of his acces¬
sion to the throne. He is not insane.
On the contrary,he is one of the most
intellectually brilliant as well ns the
most kind-hearted of European sover¬
eigns. Yet during these forty years
lie has been practically invisible to
the world. No one save his only
brother aud his confidential secretaries
and servants know even what he looks
like, and his subjects, like the rest of
the people on the continent, can only
form conjectures as to the nature of
his appearance.
This hermit ruler is the reigning
prince of Liechtenstein, an independ¬
ent sovereign, who, theoretically, is
still in a state of war against Prussia.
For, when, in lSGt>, the various sover¬
eign states of Germany were called
upon to array themselves either on the
side of Austria or of Prussia, the
Prince of Liechtenstein cast in his lot
with Austria, boldly declared against
Prussia, and put on a war footing his
army of about 300 men.
After the conclusion of the cam¬
paign Prussia concluded peace with
the various states that had • taken
part iu the conflict. But somehow or
other the principality of Liechten¬
stein was overlooked or forgotten by
Bismarck, and ns if his attention had
been drawn to the matter it would
have resulted in a demand for indemni¬
ties, the prince naturally forebore to
call the attention of Prussia to the
neglect. No peace having been con¬
cluded, therefore, between the two
countries, they are theoretically still
in a state of war.
Few people are aware of the reason
for this mysterious seclusion of the
Prince of Liechtenstein, who, in spite
of the smallness of his dominions, is
one of the very wealthiest rulers of
the world. The fact of the matter is
that he is afflicted with an intestinal
ailment of such a characteras to debar
him from the society of his fellow-
creatures, aud to render his isolation
necessary.
He entertains large parties of guests
at his various cast les during the shoot¬
ing Vienna season, and likewise the in his palace week, j j
at during carnival j
But while his guests are never per-
mitted to want for anything, and are
simply'overwhelmed with delicate at¬
tentions, they never set eyes on tlieir
host throughout the entire time they
are underneath his roof, and if they
have anything to.commnuicate to him
they must do so by letter.
It is a very sad life, and yet that it !
has not rendered the prince a misan¬
thrope is shown by his boundless
charity and philanthropy and by the
number of his scientific studies and
works which have won for him the
honorary membership of the Imperial
Academy of Science of Austria. He is
close upon sixty years of age now.
His next heir is his brother,Francis,
now Austrian ambassador to Ht.
Petersburg, and who will succeed not
only to his vast estates, but likewise
to his sovereignty of Liechtenstein
and to his dukedom of Troppau.
Commodore Sartor! and IJewey.
The late Commodore Hartori, says
the Philadelphia Record, was a warm
friend of Admiral Dewey. Befoie the
great battle of Manila Admiral Dewey
wrote a letter to the aged commodore,
giving iii detail his impression of the
task that would be expected of him
if war was declared. When the news
of the battle was received the commo¬
dore, despite his age, romped about
tlie house like a schoolboy, and called
upon everybody near to bear witness
that be had predicted the total defeat
of the Spanish fleet as soon as Dewey
made a start. After tlie battle the
the victorious admiral wrote another
letter to his old fiiend, telling how
it was done. This letter was (her-
islied by the old commodore ns his
most precious reading possession, and he
never tired of it aloud to those
who expressed a desire to hear it.
A Cheerful Aclvert isement.
The Han Antonio Soldier, published
by the Fourth Texas infantry, sta¬
tioned there, contained the following
paragraph the other day: “Zizilc &
McCormick, undertakers, have kindly
tendered their services to embalm the
body of any member of the Fourth
Texas infantry, if we should he so un¬
fortunate as to need the sitd service.
While we trust that their kind offer
may not be in de nand,we thauk them
for their proffered kindness.”
facts Wanted.
Eminent Dramatist—I have just fin¬
ished a play that I think w ill be one
of the biggest hits we have ever had
on the American stage.
Astute Critic—What Chicago man
did you steal it from?
1,000,000 Sailors From One Ship.
The U. S. Receiving Ship Vermont, now over
50 years old, lias been the school house for
over 1,000,000 sailors Incur navy. The age and
the accomplishments of the Vermont ara
much the same ns Hostetler's Stomach Hit¬
ters, which has been before the public (or 50
years and has cured innumerable cases of
malaria, fever aud ague, besides dyspepsia,
constipation, Indigestion, blood disorders and
kidney affections.
Head aud heart are commonly mors
will respectable the than will, but, unfortunately,
is manager and man-of-l.uslness of
the firm, and the actions of the former two
partners must be guided by the latter.
To Cure a Cold lit One IIay.
Take Laxative Hromo Quinine Tnblets. All
Druggists refund money If It falls to cure. 25c.
Conscience is not free from hnllnclna-
tlons by any means—we aim at personal
righteousness, for instance, and hit the
tHrgetof bigotry, fanaticism, hypocrisy and
Pharisaical conceit.
Educate Tour Rowels Witn o’aicsrsll.
lOo, Candy If Cathartic, euro constipation forever.
25c. C. C. C. fail, druggists refund money.
It Is proposed that the plgthieth birthday of
Queen Victoria should be celebrated in a
special way.
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teething.softens the gums, reduces inflamma¬
tion,allays pain,cures wind colic. 25c. a bottle.
Fits permanently cured. No fits or nervous¬
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Dr. K. H. Kline. Ltd., 931 Arch St., l’hlla., Fa.
There are more than 8.000 Christians la
Bulandshardistrict, in India.
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Bad Blood — “ Although past 70 years of
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Hood’s Pills cured me of dyspepsia and.
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