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About The Hustler of Rome. (Rome, Ga.) 1891-1898 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 19, 1896)
McConnells' CORNER A mothers wail. Mvhabt my bab<. iuy only babe. M V M.lle in a croun of thorng. v 'jam that ,n ,bat I,arr * W bUt O1 'J 1 ' M When ‘l look**' ,orth Up ° n a ” ,ght ° f » ,X" w“" lUßtr "° f the ,U ° ,,n my babe, my only babe; Mv lanm baa fallen Oom iis n.ehe-ah, me| yjrth drink. ihe fragrant flame, and 1 am so forever in he dark! MV babe, mv babe, my own ai d only babe! Where art tlmu t ow-if aomewhere in the .. hold thee'in his radiant arms .emdlengeh.m to clasp thy tender form With half the fervor ot a mother » love. even e, Lord! forgive my reckless grief, Hverne that this rebel, selfish heart Would almost make me jealous for my child- Though thy own lap enthroned him. L Jrd, thou hast so mauv such !1 have ah ! had but one. 0 vet once more, my babe, jo hear thy cry ! ;»• vet < nee u ore, my babe! to see thy smile o vet once more to feel against my breast -luosecool, soft hands, that warm, wt t ager mouth With the sweet sharpness of its budding petti is But tt must never, never more be mine 1( , llial k the growing meaning in ihine eyes To watch thv soul unlaid ng. leaf by leaf- Or catch, wiih ever f.esh sv.rpris- and joy, Th v dawning recognitions of the World ! Three different shadows of thyself, mv babe, Change wnh each other while 1 The ■jhe sweetest, yet not less fraught with pain. . lings like my loving babe around my neck, Or»mrrs or murmurs softly at iny feet. Another is a little mound of earth. That comes offcueei, my darling,—in my dreams 1 «ee it beaten by the midnight rair, Or chilled by the moon- ah ! what a couch For that which I have shielded from a breaih That would nut stir the violets on thy The third, my precious bace!—’be .third, oh . I Lord! If that fair cherub face beyond the stars, wearing the roses of a mystic bliss, Yet.sometimes, not unsaddened by a glance Turned eartbwark on a mother in her Woe ! This is the vision. Lord, that I would keep Before me always. But, alas! as yet, It ie ihe diiuine'tand the rarest too. Oh, touch my sight—tr break the cloudy ■ bars That hide it—lest I madden where I kneel! —nenry Timrod. I RICH THOUGHTS FROM I SOUTHERN BRAINS. Beard is not hollow tubes full of ■ brains. The secret of success consists in I the wisdom that discovers the mis I takes of today and corrects tuem I in the work cf tomorrow —Dr. J. B M. P. Otts. I There is a sacredly sweet pleas- B ure and a timely exercise of gener- B osity in supporting, eazh other, B like the cedars of Lebanon, till ■ across tin- treacherous quick sand» B ’ etweeu v. orthy MTori and liberal H recognition. Bg 1 "Vts the lovers only magic, truth the very ,-uhtlest ait: B low that feigns and bps that falter ■H Win co nmd st heart. Henry Timrod. lhedrwsi.t nigi.t may tal I from heaven HR I pon tlm Wit hen d roses’ bed, H 'ml .ears ot loved iegret be given H lo tin i.rn the virtn s of the dead gR I '' 11 i g sun flie oews w ili dry, A,hl '' .is aill t.ote floni sorrow's eye, IB ■''h elloes pang be lulled to sleep Aioi own love forget to weep! Mis. Brinkly. Hl I • :i! ‘ttiuigi' is Ihe candle to light ■. rll ''' of t hmiglit. We do not l | iit the light flared before our ■’' b> io ; || ( | uh to all but it, nor "Mo want it separatul j nto j ts RS i ( ‘ ( 'ob'i's to admire it, but o.iu it eh. a r a i H | steady so as ’L" beauties of thought. BK 1 Iler eyes, 11 1 could write it down, ■ ' W " rl ' 1 "‘"o' 1 « reatlm niv luovv Aubrey Harwell. B 111 1 I'AKY NOTFS I A ‘katTßas is comming to the 111 » literary way as well as ' respects. The “Saturday 1 kiltie Rock is one of the '"D "'‘t'klies in the South. p ' 11,a " a zine, '1 he Southern k h . y devoted to the education iary interest of the South ! eßt abli B hed in Little Rook K LRerat LibrWy of t -i | ‘ , a gra,ld help lt - A >ice Vioian (l A,ew public H; , ll,u^p uted is ' young mew—Messrs Howard. The South should rally to it> support . Au embodiment of love and ten I derness are the poem. of Andrew M. McConnell, the Southern poet and genius.—Mrs. B. C Bass Lenoir, Tenn. For two years thv South has h id the distinction of having th young est author in the world of the pres ent or past ages. Celia P Boswell of Talladega, Ala., wrote a novel, “My Book” of two hundred pages nt the ige of eight years. This is the same age that Tennyson wrote his first poem and one year earlier than Longfellow wrote “ I’he Turnip.” LIFE S SABBATH ( ALM Why this calm within me being, So like this quiet, sabbath day! W hy this music in my feelings As sweet as sabbath chimes alway. Why you rainbow arching future Vfore bright than those ot summer rain? why you star of hopo that’s brightening My life’s once dark axd clouded plain? why this spring of joy that bubbles So steely from a i- weet c ntert? why has life revived its purpose And on its nobie mission bent? liecause the Nuw Year brought a promise Frotn.her my souls’ long wedded mate, which heals my wounded hopes and sorrows And opens Heaven searthly gate. The angel whom directing love has chosen prom beauty’s own, whom duty stamped divine, ennoble, bless, and sweetly cheer me Buu make my life enacted thoughts sub lime. I do not ask that life be always cloudless— Teat all its years lie calmas sabbath day But this I pray, that love remain as h lowed And be th- sabbaths of ray earthly way Andrew M. McConnell. THE GAZE PTE” AS AN AD VERTISING MEDIUM. To the Editor of the Gazette : Little Rock, January 8. — About thn beat thing in the way or aiih swera to “want ade” that I have ever he r I han just, come to my knowledge, tniough Mr Anlr w McConnell, of Alahamp, h f< under of h ‘’Librarv for Sonthsrn Litt ra’uie.” and quit** a noted p r el Sutue t iiue »‘g > Mr. McUoi iUhI I contributed (about December 17 issue of “Gazette”) a few lines of sweet ami spaikling con ceit. entitled ’“Wanted’' “Wanted i heart that will be warm and tender,” etc., eic. Being “unr'assified,” and uot ex actlv apr< pcs to place mongs' Bulls and Bears, it was placed contiguouF, or in midst ot Domestic and foreign relations. The effusion was undoubtedly inspired by the muse Sweet Love, and inscribed to lovers of choice bits of tender sentiment. Simh. however, was not the way a Kansas schoolmn am took it: she evident!v rega-dfd it as a new and unique method of advertising for a wife, and though ‘tis not often Kansas or Kansian do justice to Arkansas or Arkan siau mediums in this ca £ f‘ The Gizette has redeemed Arkansas from Populistic intimation, end wild and w<»olv insinuations, by b ing the happy medium ’hat has (no* ) b'ought a yearning Alabama heart and a bleeding Kansas one — apart. The scho'ma’am addre s p d Mr. Mac in words like these : “I saw by your ad in Arkansas Gazette, etc., you WA.NTED—A heart that was warm and tender, “that—‘Would ever be faithful to you,” ‘•which —-Thrilled a form that was graced and slender' — •■was —‘From fashion.s remodelling free. “Well I was and am that person. I am short, petite and a pretty fair looker. Am a school teacher and make $' 0 per month. Own three horse • and two cows. Have no one one but myself to look after, and a husband. If you m-an business and the photo I enclose suits your Alabama taste, send \oura and follow bv next train ; I’ll be h p re and waning for my want er. To show you L am in earnest I enc'ose 2 cent stamp for reply. Yours, etc., .’‘Tie hardly fair to dis close 'he name of the modern .Tow but Mr. A. M.McConnell (now oi Rome,Ga.) w rues that, being al ready mortgaged, he cannot re move to that slate, where O d Man Mortgage reigns surpreme, and luscious schoolma'ams grow on evorv hush ; but lie js satLtied that “The Arkansas Gazette” reaches more, and a decidedly business-like, people, than any publication VV s ot the Mississippi River. Rest in Arkansas, Gazette Pt'hlchei»ter*« Enjllmh Diamond ENNYROYAL HLLS Orbrlnal ami Only C. aarc. always reliable. ladies \ f K V-S4 Hrusuist tor’ CAirkeslrr« IMm* I>i« ZrYj fcHsi? dKrnnd in Ked and <■"<<* metallic Vj, S-V sealed «itU blue ribbon. 1 uke \W ■M Kr.n<f Woayfoua v I / /UFEIOM and HswroEww. At Drugifists, or send <e- C Jr in atampe for parUculars, testimonials autt \ V O “ HeJlet for 1.«.i1<*," t" feder by return —X. £r Mall. I<M*OO TesUmooia a. -'atne Hiper. . ' r <'kleh«ter< Kemleu) C»,»adl»o»««“W* wtd h» «il Local rxrni’M*''■ THE HUSTLER OF ROME S< JNDA Y. JANUAR V IP, 1806 THE MYSTERIOUS BOX. It was & wild night; the rain pour j d tn torrents and the fierce wmd drove it mercilessly agaiosi the huge window panes of Wood eigh Hall. Tne g’sat trees that surtound’d the house, sobbed and shrieked by the action of t ie same r< Duties’* wind and se m 1 to be making their moan tor the dying Master who lay within, breathing his last. Everything that medical skill could do, had been tried, but of no avail, and although loved and deeply mourned by his household, he mu-t leave them. By ais bedside eat one will whom he dreaded to part ; his ward, Margaret Ransom. Ever since he had been stricken with the fell ci-ease, bis eyet bad beseeched her to stay by him : he had tried sever al imestimake her understand something, but speech was denied him, Margaret instinctiV’ly fe t that it was in regard to her binh that he wished to tell her, hut whatever it w rt e, he died without revealing it. Stunned and desolate by this sudden berevemeut. Margaret took little interest iti the final prepara tions. When they were all over and tne last loving rites performed by his servants and towns-people, she was summoned by the Squire’s lawyer to listeu to the read ng of the will. The servants were all generous ly rem.inhered. The housekeeper Hannah Joy, receiving the largest bequest, which consisted of a g >od sum of money aud a pretty littl* co’tage »ome distance from ihe Hall for a home. She had been in the family f®r years ; hers was the first face Mai gared could remember as she had teiid’-d and watched over her wi>h amutiwr’s care. Many times Mar garet had ques ioned her as to who were her parents, but if she knew, she was true to the trust placed in her by the squire and Margaret’s most earnest questionings never drew ic from her. Many years ago Hannah Joy had mad« an indiscreet marriage. The man was a stranger to most people about Woodleigh but he sermed agreeable and pursuaded Hannah to marry him, but he soon des* rted her after spending the wages she had Raved and left her a sou by a former wife. Hannah ap prenticed the boy and went back to Woodleigh Hall, about the time Margi.ret was brought there. The boy had grown to be a man and like his father, not of very good character. Hannah tried to n fluence him for the best but had iitile love for him. She loved Margaret as her own child and had taught her io call her Auntie Joy. It wa 4 ’ with feelings of gladness that Margaret heard so v ■ 1 pro vided for. After the portioning of (he servants who were well remem. hered, the will read very s n ng’-ly. Th? management of tb‘ estate and the income thereof was to go io toe Squire’s sou (now in Eu rope) to remain in his po-s>‘ssion until otherwise notified by the ad ministrator. To Margaret a small annuity was given and a sealed box to be opened the day she was twenty one years of age. The box w u ich was a common wood box was given her by the lawyer, who said it contained a s-aied casket of which he had the Key, and instructions to deliver it to her on her twenty-first birthday. The thought passed through Margaret’s mind . that out of al his past riches the Squire had left * I her very little but she did not hat bur the feeling a second. He had d< in much for her in the past; she had been given the best ot teachers aud a pleasant h«>me ; what more could she ask from one on whom she had no claim? She could not but look curiously at the b x. Did it co-'-nin the see’et of her birth? Wei , she would know sometimes, but two years seemed a long time to wait. At Auntie Joy’s earnest solicita tion she decided to go with her to lulling and arranging the cot'age was a gr-.at help t>> Margaret to overcome the I >sb of one she loved as a father, yet it whs with a pang of regret that she left the large and »tat‘ ly mansion that had b'eu her home tor so many years. Among her possession sh» car ried ibe “Mysterious Box.’’ and was preplexed what to du with i> She found it did uot. correspond with the dainty room Aunt e ha* arranged for her, it was in the way in her closet and die appealed to Auntie to know what she should do with ii ? “Supposing we put It in the store r >om, I always k- ep it locked; I dont know why, I suppose be cause 1 always did up the Hall.” “A very good idea,” said Marga ret, “1 see Joe coming down the walk and I’ll ask him to carry it down for n e.” “Wonder what he’s coming here for? he needn’t think I’m going to take him in uow I have a home,” ‘aid Hannah, go nj, to the door and welcoming her foster-son in any thing but a cordial manner. Joe always bad a great reverence for Margaret ; they had played together as childrtn and despite his liking for evil Margaret was fond of Joe. He gladly carried box down and expressed great delight at the coziness of their home,but his step mother not hi iug i very gracious, he soon took bis departure. The days passed uneventful to Margaret, she made one or t«o attempts to find something to do to ec.ru a livelihood but they were unsuccessful, and auntie begged so hard of hwr to remain, that she delayed. The Squire’* Son was *xp°c!ed and she, as • ell as all tne village, was a little curious to seehim.lt war not Known at the time us the Squire’s dea’h just where George was, so it was some 11me betoie the news reached him. The re was not much love be we«n father and son. The Squire married rather late in life a woman who proved to b® vain,, extravagant and heartless. She died when George was quite a boy. He inherited many of her traits of character and was always a | variance wiih his father, so when after a few years he wanted to live abroad the Squire was g'»d to have him go. Margaret re membered him as a domineering, self willed boy, who wa, her con stant terror, aud it troubled he’ that the old servants should come under his subjection. Knowing that he was expected she was not surprised one morning when Auntie Joy came to her room and f-aid — “Master Georg-* has come aud is down in the parlor. ” She immediately went dovn and tried to give him a cordial greeting. He had chaug *d very little in looks, but had cultivated a manner thai was certainly more agreeab'e al first, but Margaret was distrustful of it being lasting. After expressing much sorrow at the changes that, had taken place be spoke of the will aud the sealed box, aud naked if Margaret had opened it. She replied in a sur-[| prised manner, “Os course not, the , will restricts me from doing so until I am twenty one.” , “Ob, nonsense I should not let | | that stand in the way ; it was but a * freak of fathers which he probably ( did not expect you to obey.” ( * “Ntvertheless I shall do so, ; said Margaret. , > “Have you any idea what is in t it?” “He was unable to speak I felt t there was something he wanted to tell me, and Margaet gave au ac count cf the Squires last hours I George seemed much puzzled t aud Margaret wondered why he < interested himself. Could she have read his thoughts as he walked ( home she would have known; it t was from a selfish motive wholly j. as George Woodleigh never took t an interest with auy other reason, j He was uot satisfied with that c clause in the will that said the estate was to remain in his posses- < siou until otherwise notified. He j could not overcome the feeling - right and title aud yet how could | it be osherwisc•; he was the only heir. He thought over it until it he Ciinu au all absorbing topic with him. He visit-d the lawyer who dr***’up th” will but nothing could be Ie irueu from him . He felt that th** seal’d box h*-ld the key to thi mystery. If he could only ge. possession of it, it could easily be opened. It Hie contents were against his interM>i-i —he could hardly tell what he would do, nut if they were iioh, rep'ace them and Margarw would never know th« iiaTfeeeu opened; nothing was impossible m the-e days of skill wi’h tools, if he onlv hi d the box. H«rb'*d been thinking tl.i- over quite earnestly one m ! ruing when he 'niotn'er d Joe wandering about tue grounds. It. was the first rime he had seen him since his re urn aud he asked him to sit down in the summer hou-*e. In the course ot conversation that seemed to lead to the strang will, Joe mentioned carrying the box down stairs to the storeroom. This gave George a sudden resolve that brought the color to his swarthy cheek, but he waited until he could present the idea in an off hand manner to Joe. He began by inquiring into his prospect. Joe never had any prospect. If poop e aske 1 him to work, he did if he felt like it, if they did uot, he go* a living sojue way . At G'-orge’s BUgges'iou that he could put him in the way of osr i ing a good sum with lime wutk. Joe became interested. He told him that a portion ot the will was concealed in ’b-> hex and that the estate could n- t be •ettled without it and mauv nrhor stories that Joe in bin ignorance believed. He did uot obj-ct to f e 'lug the box on the ; rirep eot 'tie thing, it was only tb.*t he thought so mu?h of Margaret, he feared he was wronging her, but George in his p ansihlo way cot - viuced him to-he contrary aud he “ft prom sing to bring’he box as -non as he could plan everything »aiisfactory. He knew the room was always kept licked, bo he thought tie most successful way would be to gain access by the window. It was hu easy matter to remove a pane of glass unfasten the catch and step in, but Joe not being an experienc ed burglar had not provided him self with a light, and he found when coucious of the darkness that he had no matches with him ; howev er h<* remembered just where he put the box and in the dim light discovered it. It was but the work of a moment to take it out of the window. He found it rather heavy to carry and after going some di*- ’ance he stopped to rest. In older to react) th« shanty where he ana a comrade lived he was obliged to puss through (he village, wher« he was well known especial ly 'o the coiis’anlee, to whom he bad given covsidi rable troub'e, o ie of them -<aw Jo-i burrying along wi h the box and suspecting all wa.i not right, followed him. When J>e reached bom°, the officers h'd un der the window in which the panes Were mostly broken out, and heard the conversation between Joe and his comrade, who was anxious to know what the box contained. Joe divulged enough so that ihe officer ( knew matters w. re not quite right, ' and the next day arrested him. ' On the same day Auntie Joy ' received a tel gram from a sister ■ m a distant town who was very ill > She left at once without visiting c the store room and m her hurried 1 dep«rtur> took the key with her. 1 She was kept from home several • weeks and during the time Jie’- trial came o .. It «as whispered about town I that counsel had been secured lor I im by George Woodleigh. I Au affair of this kind seldom < happen'd in the quiet town o’ I Wcodle gh and the little courtroom i was packed with Ihe town’s people. * Many wi’nesues were examined ’ and it was proved beyoud a doubt ( that Joe stole the box. His lawyer < saw this and with the hope ol 2 making the sentence as light as , possible dwelt on the worthlessness J of the box. This aroused a desire on the part / of the opponent to investigate the 4 inside and eaused a heated discus- .( I oppose it. His nervous and excited manner showed that he had an unusual interest in it. His only hope now was to pre— 5 vent the box doing opened in pub lic but despite the p iw« rful argu ments of his lawyer the court <ll— fVieTTox must be opened. At this George’s face turned to an asb%Uhue would they find? that there was ano'her will aud he> disinherited and this to he smounc ”d before the whole village? Ho would leave the room but he found I when he tried to do so ha was toe weak and faint and he sunk back dazed and confused. Tn side the rough boxwasthf? sealed casket. Os the Square’s ;■ strangewill the lawpers knew noth > ing and*upposing the casket to eon tain precious gems it wan broken open, and found to contain the i Squire’s latest will, and papers proving that Margaret was Sqare’s i child by a secret marriage. The will gave her tin* greatest portion of the estate including Woodleigh Hall. A life annuity was given George on condi'ion I that he live abroad. i Margaret drew a full confession ’ from Joe and money brought his release and he tried to live a better '* life, ' —Ne la I. Daggett. Mrs, Monroe Doctrine. ( No young woman in the old so x ciety of New York was prettier or » more charming than Eliza Kort r right who became the wife of p James Monroe long before that " celebrated man was President or 1 announced the “doctiin’*” nf inter e nation’ll policy that b< ais his e name. t After the Revolution ’’onroe. a handsome youn< fe iow of 23, w* nt to New York from Vi'g'mia s as delegate to Congress, t • n sit ting there. He had been a Captain i i Wasl i igton's social s t nt t Mis 8 Kor night, who was the belle of 3 the town. The two young people ’ pleased each other and were mar— " r’.ed. It was a fin? wedding, attend F ed by all the gentry and the crown ’ ihg social event of the gay winter that succeeded the first inaugera ti m of Georgo Washington. s're. Monroe shone in the con tinental eourts for her beauty and patrician carnage, when she ac companied her husband to Europe on diplomatic business. Mrs. Mon roe proclaimed a “doctrine” of her own social matters which hasstood thetest of time quite as well as thatot her ilhistiions husband. When she entered the White house she peren ptorily refined to return social calls. At first her at titund n ad 'a gre it stir, and she was win in iy criticised for this ap parently hi r] ul licnn fashion. She was charged with imitating royalt*, but she held to the point and soon ihe country began logo her way. Lt was then that Mrs. Monroe was perfectly right, and this cus’om of the President’s wife eturning no calls has been main tained to the present day. In fact, her reform led to a set of White lieuse rules on etiquette that, yet - tick • Mrs Monroe spent 10 years of her life in Europe. Her daughters were educated in France. Eliza, the el der. was a classmu e of Hortense deßeauharnais, afterward Napo leon’s wife. Mrs, Monroe’s sister married Nicholas-Gouverneur and thuir sou married the President’s youngest daugh'er Maria. Mrs. Monroe was a beautiful girl, a noble wife, a rare mother. She died in 1880. fcWINTER is UNKIND* 1 to y ? FAIF< FACES. 7 ■ Most women have a narnrai SS 7 dread of winter—the cold winds f ■ and dampness roughens and ■ / chaps their skin. Many have Z B gained knowledge by experience ■ 7 and now apply a little Z SPOZZONI’St f POWDER 7 IS «,eiore M''“*s It protect*. !H softens and beautifies the cem. 7 plexion, and then—it Is Invimblo if it ia rightly usee. 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