The Hustler of Rome. (Rome, Ga.) 1891-1898, October 30, 1894, Image 3

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JOIN CROWD FAHY’S THIS WEEK- reat Bargains In Fine Dress Goods, Silks, Satins Trim mings, Braids, Novelty, Suitings, Silk Skirts Cannel Goods, And w ash Fabrics. Hosiery Cloves, Underwear Quilts, Comforts, Blankets, Capes, Cloaks, &c. Carpets, Rugs, Mats Mattings, Shoes, and domestic Goods. Pants, Hats, Umbrel las > Trunks, Curtains Window Shades &c. THOS. FAHY. FOR WOMENFOLKS WILLIES MISSTAKE Raid little Willie Reece one day! “I think it would b cute To hide thia chestnut bur away In mam.i*e Sunday boot.’* Hi« ni ama found it with her heels. And little Willie heece Cannot Mt down, but eat his meals. Off of the niantlepiece. 'HIE WOMAN'S CENTURY. Breaking in new shoes by the hour is a now profession for Lon don women. A fond Michigan mother who gave her boy poison because she was afraid ho was going to be bad, has be»n put ou trial for murder. Men never did understand a wo man’s heart. A woman of Calais, Me., ha* won renown by mending a broken doorhiDge with a nairpin. A Miss Wrede has been Fin. land's “prison angel” for twelve years, and is known in every jail iu that ch? 11 v land. A Saco young man took his best girl out driving and the horee balked for fifteen minutes right before the postoffice. Question for debate: Was the young man glad or sorry? seems to make the ma e go rather faster than the horse iu the woman’s century. SHE DID WORRY. The lawyer, who had been ma - ried for only a year, sent word to his wife that he had been suddenly called to Milwaukee. “I will be back tomorrow,” he wrote. “Don’t worry. My stenographer goes with me.” But she did worry. When he reached home next evening her eyes were red from weeping, and as soon as she saw him she broke dov> n again. “Oh, how could you?” she sobbed. “What’s the matter?” he de manded. “Your stenographer—” she be gan, and again she sobbed. “What’s the matter with him?” “Him. Was it a man?” “Why, yes; I fired that girl a month ago.” Oh, dearest, I never believed it for a moment, anyway.” WOMEN WHO HELP. Mrs. Oscar Wilde has slipped in o her niche in life, which seem ingly is to wear with grace and effect the aesthetic draperies de signed by her husbane. Mrs. Wilde is a beautiful young woman, and her gowns are among the most po etic that have ever been created; but even if they weren’t, the sup position is that she would continue towear them, anyway, because her husband designed them, for women are quite as true to the idols of their husbands as they ever were, notwithstanding all the talk about woman and the derision she in spires along with her large capitals Mrs. Rider Haggard occupies the same place with regard to her hus band that Mme. BI oust does to hers, an 1 rides, walks and explores with him everywhere besides. O’ivcr Wendell Holmes said once that some literary men remin ed him of big magnificent ships that got all the credit for their own deauty and usefulness, while in reality some busy little tug of a wife was pulling them along over the shoals Jenness Miller Mouth GOT FINELY EVE AND ALL THE PASSENGERS WERE FAIR LY DELIGHTED She looked so pretty as she step ped aboard the car that the man with a cold in his head moved in to the draft to give her plenty of room, and the conductor rang up two fares before he realized that she had given him a Canadian dime. The long-legged little girl with her kept up an incessant sham of questions, but she an swered them all pleasantly. The THE HUSTLER OF ROME TUESDAY OCTOBER 30 1894, next time the car stopped, a sol dierly looking lady got ia and the pretty girl blushed very much as she greeted her. “Is this your little sister?” the soldierly looking lady asked pres ently. “Do you know who lam dear?” I am Harold’s mother; I hope you like Harold “Oh yes; he brings nicer caudy than any of them. Only Mabel al ways makes me go out of the par lor to eat it. ” The pretty girl with an agoniz ed blush mambles something about “crumbs” and “the carpet.’ “Quite rignt, my dear,” replied the soldierly-looking lady, “and it is foolish of Harold ta waste his money on candy —he will need it all by and by.” The pretty girl became two shades pinker and looked out of the win dow. “Well, my dear,” returning to the small girl, “I hope you will like me as well as Harold. But why do you look at me so closely? Is anything wrong with my bon net?” “No’m,” with an angelic smile, “I like you very much, and I dun t think your nose is long at all.” “Grace!” cried the pretty girl. “My nose long! .Mercy, child, who ever said it was?” “Why, sister did. She said that when she and Harold were mar ried you had better keep that long nose of yours out of her affairs or Ble would —why, Mabel, what on earth are you stopping the car for? This isn’t our street! ” And as the passengers in the car looked back they were pleased to see that Mabel' was shaking her with all her might. SALT AND SUPERSTITION. The other day the wrighter saw a young girl upset some salt at the table and then pick up a pinch and then throw it over her left shoulder. She said that if she didn’t she would quarrel with her b?st friend. It seems silly to think that the spilling of the salt was going to make the quarrel, and it seemed jnst as silly to think that the tossing of some of it in a cer tain direction was going to help matters. But, like most old super stitions, there is some reason back of it. Salt, as you know, is a great purifier; it prevents decay, is a tonic and strengthener, and is nec essary to the health, and even to the life, of men and animals. T1 e ancients look upon it as pure and lasting, and made it the token of friendship. Out of this undoubt edly grew the idea that when salt is spilled friendship is broken. The Arabs regard salt as sacred, and a Bedouin in the desert, who would rob and kill you, perhaps, otherwise, becomes your friend and protector against all enemies if he eats salt with you —his way of offering hospitality. —Philadelphia Times. MISS WHITNEY’S FRENCH POETRY. Miss Pauline Whitney loves to write French poetry, and does so very well, indeed. She has con tributed to all the leading French periodicals, and is much amused when a French paper refers to her as “the daughter of one of the ex- Emperors of America.” SHE WAS BEAUTIFULLY DRESSED. We met such a sweet-looking little woman in Bond street, beau tifully dressed, though simpb j enough. The skirt was accordio - pleated, black grenadine, and tie sleeves matched it, but the bodic was silk, frills of the grenadine forming a berths, and with a litCe fine old lace in c. jabot at the neck. A narrow folded satin waistband ended under a rose-cob red rosette placed at the left side of the waist. The small bonnet was made of black velvet arranged in double folds, with a rosette or two of the rose-colored silk. The fragile, delicately-tinted face beneath had an expression of patient cheerful ness that made me thiuk of a rob in’s song. 518754.34.! Represents Our Orjiual Purchases FORTHE FALL SEASON SHOE TRADE. OUR DUPLICATE ORDERS AMOUNTTO AORETHAN $5,000,00 'H And the Shoe Trade Seasonjirst Opened. YY e can Account for this very flat— terins; TRAD Ein no other way than for the reason that the people are out for the best values possibles for the least outlay of CASH I WEARELADRS IN LOW PRICES -<• Wlio DARE MAY FOIIOW +• 'WiiR p ; g Our Specialties includes the Entire line.lH {jjWe name only a few, My QR Our Ladies Grain Button at 75c equals HighWH » “Dongola ” Pat Tip, Opera Toe, All SolidOJ K3f0r51,25. Same shoe in common sense is notWl in this market at $ 1,50 Our Ladies Fancy Dongola, $2.50 Shoe fnrgM |dsl ,50 is creating Panic and Consternation adj# H3“High Price’s” headquarters. PTJ Dont neglect our $3,50 and s4OOLadies Ex-SM Rffltra Fine Dongola Kids at $2,1 O to $2,60. Ki Our mens line represents everything from awf RgMachine Pegged to a hand sewed-at 60c toßi g|ss,oo. Jr Hli A full linechildrens, 40c to $2,00. Always giv-S&J Lsging you big Valuable and receivingonly sma : Our Dress Goods Dept is full of choice Patterns latest gooqs and lowest. prices, Dont forget that we carry an immense stock of first Class Clothing, Childrens Boys and Mens sasits and Over Coats. A large Im/oiceof the latter bought 25c per cent under regular price. See them-at W.H.COKEH&CO 19 &21 Broad St. Rome Gra-