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THE LINCOLNTON NEWS
J. D. COLLEY & CO.,
VOL. I.
MACHINERY DEPOT.
W. J. POLLARD,
MANUFACTURER and MANUFACTURERS’ AGENT.
manufacturer of
W. J. Pollard’s Champion Cotton Gin
Feeders & Condensers,:& Smith's Hand Power Cotton KHay Press,
General agent for Grain Threshers and Separators and Agricultural Imple¬
ments, Fairbanks & Co.’s Standard Scales, etc. Talbot <fc Sons’ Agricultural,
Portable and Stationary and' & Steam Co.’s Traction Engines and Boilers, Saw Mills, Agricul¬ Grist
Mills, etc., C<-<fc G. Cooper Engines, Portable and
tural Engines, Watertown Agricultural, Portable and Stationan’ Steam En¬
gines, Saw Mills, etc. Goodall & .Waters’ Wood Working Machinery. TV. L.
Bradley’s Standard Fertilizers. The Dean Steam Pump. Kreiblp’s Vibrating
Cylinder Steam. Engines. Otto’s Sitont Gas Engines. Acme Pulverizing Har¬
row, Clod Crusher aild Leveler.
MACHINERY OF ALL KINDS.
Belting, Packing, Brass Fittings, Iron Fittings, Iron Pipe, Rubber Hose and
everything that can be used on or about machinery. Cotton Mill Supplies a
specialty. Tools of all kinds, Hancock Inspirators, etc. Finally, I desire to
make the machine business a complete success, and will guarantee to furnish
everything wanted in that line on as reasonable terms and at as short notice
as any house in the country. My stock is the largest and most varied- of any
house South. My connection with some of the largest manufactories in the
United reliable States gives me superior advantages for furnishing the best and most
work found anywhere. Be oertain to call on
w. cr_ ifoijIjJLirid,
731, 734 & 736 Reynolds Street,
AUGUSTA, GEORGIA.
IN
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it we don’t Beat New York Prices we will
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AUCUSTA, CA.
JAMES HINES 3
SUCCESSOR TO
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Washington - - Ga
.—DBALILC IN—
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Bagging and Ties, Meat and
Lard, Flour of the Best Grade,
ron, Plows, &c., Salt, Leather,
&c., Provisions of all Sorts.
The Reputation of the House shall be
Maintained. “ The Best Goods at the Lowest
Living Rates.”
At Mrs. N. Brum Clark’s
Ladies will find New and Stylish Neck¬
wear. Look at the Febnk Laces. They
must be seen to be appreciated.
The Latest Styles in Hats and Bonnets re¬
ceived weekly during the season.
Our Mourning Bonnets and Crepe Veils
Rre keep unsurpassed in quality and price. We
best English Crepes, new Lisse Ruohing,
New Ribbons—every width, color and qual¬
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Black Silk Gloves, Mourning wear; Chil¬
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mures. Bridal Veiling and Gloves; all kinds
at Veiling, Brussel’s Nets; Nets of all
kinds.
Great variety of Laces—B lack, White and
Cream. Embroidery Silk, best Knitting
Silk, Sewing Silk, Buttons in latest styles,
New Jewelry, Lusterless Jet Bracelets, Ear¬
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Work, Lace entirely Pillow new; Material for Fanoy
New Hair Goods—pretty Shams, Splashers, Ac.
styles. and becoming
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the new colors for Children.
Hand-Knitted Goods for Infants, Infants’
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»f We Fancy Goods is too varied to itemize.
the Mileinery are prepared to furnish anything in
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the country at¬
tended to as soon as received. We never
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Ws will make any purchases for them in the
city We free of i ommiarion. Prices
419 Broad guarantee and Quality.
Street is the place to obtain
81 Wish Articles for 9 Lady’s Toilet.
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THE AUGUSTA, ELBERTON AND CHICAGO RAILROAD.
SAMUEL H. MYERS,
SUCCESSOR T
MYERS & MARCUS,
838 & 840 Broad Street }
AUGUSTA, GA.
WHOLESALE JOBBER OF DRY GOODS, NO.
TIONS, SHOES, HATS AND CLOTHING.
J. M. ANDERSON,
COTTON FACTOR
—AND—
Commission Merchant,
—AT THE—
Old Stand of R. A. Fleming,
993 Reynolds Street, Augusta, Ga'
Personal attention given to all business
I’. Love Fuller, so well known in Lincoln,
and who for many years has been with
Young A Hack, is in charge, and will be glad
to see his many friends._
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NCOLNTON, GA.,
TOMBSTONES, MONUMENTS
PUT HP TO LAST.
Work Guaranteed,
Refer to their work throughout Lincoln
county.
Prices Very Low.
P. HANSBERGER,
—MANUFACTURER OF—
CIGARS,
—AND DEALER IN—
Tobacco, Pipes and
Smokers’ Articles.
Cigarettes to the trade a specialty. Mann
factory on Ellis street. Fireworks by whole¬
sale.
71)6 Broad street, AUGUSTA, GA.
W. N. MERCIER,
COTTON FACTOR AND
General Commission Merchant,
No. 3 Warren Block,
Augusta, Ga.
Will give personal and undivided atten¬
tion to the Weighing and Selling of Cotton
Liberal Cash Advances made on Consign
ments.
LINCOLNTON, GA •9 FRIDAY, JULY 6, 1883.
TKo AU Gulden.
i.
Through very happy line I ring,
I feel the tonie of the spring. *'
The time is like an old-time lace
That gleims across some grassy plane—
The old-time face—an old-time chum
Who rises from the grave to come
And lure me back along the ways
Of Time’s all golden yesterdays.
Sweet Day! to thus remind me oi
The truant boy I need to love—
To set, once more, his finger tips
Against the blossoms of his lips,
And pipe for me the signal known
By none but he and I alone!
II.
I see across the schoolroom floor
The shadow of the open door,
And dancing dust and sunshine blent -v
Slanting the way the morning went,
And beckoning my thoughts afar
Where reeds and running waters are;
Where amber-colored bayous glass I
The half drowned weeds and wisps of grass;
Where sprawling frogs, in loveless key,
Sing on and on inoessantly.
Against the green wood’s dim expanse
The cat-tail tilts its totted lance, 4
While on its tip—one might declare
The white “snaketeeder” blossomed there!
in.
I catch my breath, as children do
In woodland swings, when life is new,
And all the blood is warm as wine
And tingles with a tang divine.
My soul soars up the atmosphere
And sings aloud where God can hear.
And all my being leans intent
To mark his smiling wonderment.
O gracious dream and gracious time,
And gracious theme and gracious rhyme—
When buds of spring begin to blow
In blossoms that we used to know—
And InTe us back along the ways
Of Time’s all golden yesterdays!
—James Whitcomb Riley.
A SACRIFICE.
“There Is something I want you to
tell me, aunt,” said Eliza Herbert, a
girl of fourteen, and she drew a stool
close to her aunt’s feet, and leaned her
head in her lap, so that a whole cloud
of nut-brown curls fell over her black
silk apron.
“What is it?” said her aunt, passing
her hand carelessly over the fair fore¬
head upraised to hers.
“I am almost afraid to ask,” said
Eliza, “but I want you to tell me why
you, who are so good and so handsome,
and so accomplished, were never
married ?”
A slight flush was, for a moment,
perceptible on Aunt Haunah’s cheeks,
which might have been occasioned by
Eliza’s compliment to her beauty and
good qualities, or a consciousness of
the ridicule which a certain class attach
to the appellation of old maid. It
might,too,have been caused by a blend¬
ing of all these, or by certain memories
which the question called up. She re¬
mained silent a few minutes, and then
said, “I will tell you, Eliza—I never
had an offer that exactly suited me.”
“How strange!” said Eliza, “when
you are so easy to please, and are so
keen-sighted to everybody’s virtues,
and so blind to their faults. Now
there is Aunt Margaret, who is not
half as pretty as you are, married to
one of the best, the handsomest, and
the most noble-looking men in the
world. Come, aunt, do tell me all
about it, for I am tired of my piano,
my worsted work, and my book.”
"My life has been a very quiet, un¬
eventful one,” said Aunt Hannah,
“and would, I am afraid, make a dull
story; but I will tell you about some
dear friends of mine, if that will do.”
“Oh, yes,” said Eliza, “that will be
the next best thing to hearing about
yourself. There, I hear mother
coming, but that need make no differ¬
ence.”
“Eliza wants me to tell her a story,
sister,” said Aunt Hannah, as Mrs.
Herbert took her accustomed seat at
the fireside, “and I have promised to
tell her one about some old friends.
It is an old story to you, so you can
prompt me if I make any mistakes.”
“Certainly,” said Mrs. Herbert.
“One of my friends,” said Aunt
Hannah, “whom I shall call Isabel,
was the youngest of a large family of
daughters. Her form was slight, her
complexion and features delicate, and
she might have been called interesting
rather than handsome. Her sister,
Kate, two years older, some people
called better looking, though.”
“Better looking ?” said Mrs, Herbert,
breaking in upon her, “she was the
most beautiful girl in town, yet beauty
was her least charm.”
“I believe you exaggerate a little,
sister,” said Aunt Hannah. “When
Isabel was sixteen and Kate eighteen,
one Leonard Frankland, a young mer¬
chant, came to reside in the place
He soon became intimate with their
brother, who used often to invite him
home to take tea or spend the evening.
He was—that Is, most person t
him singularly handsome, and that his
manners were peculiarly attractive.
It was not long before it began to be
whispered in the family, and among
t e more intimate acquaintances, that
he was partial to Kate. Kate was not
so blind as not to perceive it herself,
and but for one thing it would have
made her the happiest girl that ever
lived. She from the first had seen that
Isabel, though unconscious of it her¬
self, had given her heart to the fasci¬
nating Frankland; so she made up her
mind to sacrifice her own happiness for
the sake of this dear sister. It was
very hard for poor Kate, but she had
m^e confidence in her own strength,
both moral and physical, than she had
in Isabel’s; she felt that she would be
able to rise from the blow-, and ulti¬
mately to have the power of being
tranquil and even happy. But Isabel,
so frail and so delicate, she knew that
it would kill her to see the chosen of
her heart forever lost to her.”
“But if Leonard Frankland liked
Kate best,” said Eliza, “then there
must have been a double sacrifice,”
“He liked her best at first,’ - said
Aunt Hannah, “yet there was a gentle¬
ness, a loss of self-reliance in the char¬
acter of Isabel, that needed only to be
discovered by such a person as Leon¬
ard Frankland, to excite an interest
which might soon ripen into love. I
believe, indeed, that it is not uo.com
mon for men who are remarkable for
spirit and energy, to be better pleased
with those whose more prominent
traits are softness and delicacy, rather
than those similar to ttjjeir own.
“Kate affected more independence
and vivacity than would have been
natural to her, even had her heart
been at ease; and she soon found that
it began to have the effect she desired
Such unrestrained exuberance of
spirits offended the taste of Frankland,
and he often turned from the brilliant
and sparkling Kate to contemplate the
serene loveliness of Isabel. If he could
only have seen the anguish that lay
beneath the mask of smiles which she
constantly wore—if he had known how
difficult it sometimes was for her to
prevent the gay notes of some lively
song, as the appeared carelessly to
warble them, from breaking into the
moans of agony—but he neither saw
nor knew—he never knew-, so well did
she act her part, that lie was ever
otherwise than perfectly indifferent to
her.”
“And did Isabel know ?” said Eliza.
“Never—it would have poisoned all
her happiness, for she was tenderly
attached to her sister.”
“I am glad that she did not,” said
Eliza, “it would have been so selfish
and ungenerous in her if she had, to
have received Leonard Frankland’s
attentions.”
“Kate did not miscalculate her own
strength, and when one evening Isabel
folded her arms around her and told
her she was the affianced bride of
Leonard Frankland, she felt calm and
satisfied. How, indeed, could she feel
otherwise, when she knew that had
she herself been Frankland’s bride, she
must have turned from the altar to
stand beside a sister’s grave? ‘How,’
thought she, ‘could I ever have looked
on my wedding robe without imagin¬
ing it to be stained with the drops rung
from a broken heart ?’ ”
“And were Frankland and Isabel
happy,” said Eliza, “after they were
married ?”
“Yes, as happy as it is possible to be
in a life where we can drink of no cup
that is not dashed with gall, and wear
no flower that does not conceal the
worm or the thorn.”
“Are they still living, aunt ?”
“Yes, and surrounded by a group of
lovely and liappv children.”
“I hope that dear Kate was married
to somebody that she liked a great deal
better than she ever did Leonard
Frankland.”
“That would have been impossible,
so she never married.”
“What! did such a lively, handsome
girl as Kate, without a bit of starch
about her, live an old maid?”
“She did.”
“And what could she find to do to
make her time pass pleasantly?”
“What does your Aunt Hannah find
to do ?” said her mother.
“Oh, Aunt Hannah is different from
other single ladies. If she had been
married I don’t know what I should
have done, for if I have a new dress to
make she always assists me; if my
music or drawing perplexes me, she
know-s how to put me right, and if I
am sick she nurses me. And then,
you know, when you and father want
to go on a journey, she always keeps
house for you, so that you never feel
uneasy about the children while you
are absent. It was the luckiest thing
in the world for us—and Aunt Mar¬
garet Waldron, too—that Aunt Hannah
remained single.”
“Then you are glad that your aunt
never married ?” said Mrs. Herbert.
“I am sure I have reason to be,” re¬
plied Eliza, “and so have you-? -haven't
you, aunt?”
“Yes; reason to be glad and thank,
ful, too.”
“I knew so, for there is no station in
the world that you would be so happy
in yourself, or make others so happy.”
“It is not the station that has made
your aunt so happy,” said Mrs. Her¬
bert, “but because she early found out
the true secret of happiness.”
“And what is the secret, mother ?”
“In whatsoever situation you are in.
to be therewith content.”
“I would give almost anything to
see Kate and her sister, and Leonard
Frankland. I don’t believe he was so
handsome a man as Uncle Waldron is
—was he, aunt ?”
“Yes, he was handsomer than your
Uncle Waldron is now; for Leonard
Frankland was then in his youthful
prime.”
“I w-ish you would tell me who
Kate really was,” said Eliza
Her mother smiled and looked signi¬
ficantly toward Aunt Hannah.
Eliza sprang up from the stool at her
aunt’s feet, and threw her arms round
her neck.
“Why, how stupid I was not to
guess it was you all the time,” said
she. “I might have known that there
was not another person in the world
beside dear Aunt Hannah w-ho would
have acted so nobly and generously as
Kate. And now I know, too, that
Leonard Frankland and Isabel were
Uncle and Aunt Waldron.”
.4 Persecuted Picture.
Before Yandyck made his first
journey to Italy he paid a farewell
visit to Rubens, and presented him
with three of his pictures, One of
these, “The Romans Seizing Christ in
the Garden of Gethsemane,” Rubens
hung in the principal room of his
house, and was never weary of prais¬
ing it. The master returned his
pupil’s generosity by presenting him
with one of his finest horses. Yandyck
made his first stop at Savelthem, a vil¬
lage near Brussels. Here he fell in
love with a girl named Anna van
Ophem, and forgot Italy and his art
while gazing in her face and wander¬
ing by her side through the fair valley
in which she dwelt. But Anna re¬
gretted his idleness, and was curious
to see the pictures that he could paint.
Finally, he yielded to her persuasions,
and painted two pictures for the parish
church at Savelthem.
One of these was a “Holy Family,”
in which the Yirgin was a portrait of
Anna, while St. Joachim and St. Anna
represented her father and mother.
This picture he gave to the church.
It has long since disappeared, and it is
said that it was used to make grain
bags by French foragers. The second
picture, for whicli he was paid, repre¬
sented St. Martin of Tours, when he
divided his cloak with two beggars.
The saint was a portrait of Yandyck
himself, and the horse he rode was
painted from that which Rubens had
given him. This picture was very
dear to the people of Savelthem, and
when, in 1758, they discovered that the
parish priest had agreed to sell it, they
armed themselves with pitchforks and
other homely weapons, and, surround¬
ing the church, insisted that the
picture should not be removed. In
1806, however, they were powerless
before the French soldiers, and though
they loved their saint as dearly as ever
he was borne away to Paris and placed
in the gallery of the Louvre, where lie
remained until 1815, when he was
taken again to Savelthem and restored
to his original place. It is also said
that, in 1850, a rich American offered
$20,000 to any one who would bring
this picture to him, no matter how it
was obtained. Some rogues tried to
steal it, but the watch-dogs of Savel¬
them barked so furiously that the men
of the village were alarmed, and rushed
to the church so quickly that the
robbers scarcely escaped. Since then
a guard sleeps in the church, and St.
Martin is undisturbed, and may always
be seen there dividing his cloak and
teaching the lesson of that Christian
charity for which his own life was re¬
markable.— St. Nicholas.
.4 Safe Place .
Laura was a conscientious child, but
evinced a strong aversion to evening
prayers. Auntie was very patient with
her, and the most successful argument
was that auntie herself was not wil¬
ling to fall asleep without returning
thanks for the day’s mercies and ask¬
ing protection for the night. One
evening, the child continuing very ob¬
durate, auntie left her alone. When,
at a later hour she was ready to retire,
Laura, wakeful and uneasy, called from
her crib, “Auntie, have you said your
prayers to-night?” “Yes.” “Do you
think God will take care of you all
right?” “Most certainly I do.” “All
right, then,” said the child, with ani¬
mation, “I guess I will come over and
sleep in your bed.”
1EUY ANCIENT
nescriptlou ora Buried Ship.
In 1823 there was exhibited in Lon¬
don an ancient vessel which had been
lug up at Malham, a short distance
from the present navigable river of
lie Bother, at the west end of tne Isle
>f Oxney, and about two miles from
Rolverden and New Enden, the site of
-he ancient city of Anderida. The
spot where this old vessel was found
eas an old branch of the Rother, Kent
Sountv, the channel of which was di
rerted by high winds in the reign of
Edward I, and therefore it is thought
Jhis vessel was burial at the time of
lhat disaster. Others have supposed
ler to have one of the fleet abandoned
!>y the Danes after their defeat by Al¬
lred the Great.
The vessel was sixty-three feet eight
nehes long and fifteen feet broad, and
when discovered her upper part was
Juried ten feet, to which add nine feet,
ner bight from bottom to top, and
fou have an accumulation of nineteen
feet of sand and mud upon the river
Since she was stranded. She was single
masted, round-sterned, flat-floored and
without a keel. There were two cabins
in her stern, the after one decked over,
with a hatchway for entrance ; the
other, adjoining it, was covered witji
a caboose, which fell in on being ex¬
posed and the sand taken from under
it. There was also a short deck for¬
ward with an inclosure beneath it, but
the midship part was entirely open.
Her bulwarks and washboards mani¬
fested she had been a sea vessel. Her
beams, which were much stronger than
would be required for a vessel for in¬
land navigation, prove that our fore¬
fathers knew how to apportion a due
strength to the stress upon timber, her
timbers being three times as deep as
broad. Her timbers and plank were
remarkably sound and hard, and in
many parts quite black. She was
calked with moss. The method of
steering her was quite singular. She
had rubber bands which yoked the
rudder, and by an alternate motion of
(he ropes, which were fastened to the
back of the rudder, it was marie to re¬
volve on the pinions as a center of mo¬
tion, the breadth of the rudder being
the leverage.
The rudder was broad, and hence
the vessel easier to steer. By this it
would seem that in her time the tiller
had not been invented. There was a
curious windlass on the after-deck,
which showed they had not much idea
of getting rid of friction, and at her
forepart there had evidently been an¬
other fixed from side to side. Her
planks were very broad and of a close,
hard texture, and thought by some to
be oak, by others chestnut, The wreck
of a small boat was discovered near the
stern of the vessel, but her iron fasten
ings being in a very corroded state, she
could only be removed piecemeal; be¬
tween the edges of plank were layers
of hair.
In the vessel were found a large
flint and steel, which, though very
much worn, still elicited sparks: part
of the blade of a sword, with a hollow
ball or hilt of yellow metal attached to
it: four vases ; several bricks of a red
and yellow color; the 'corroded remains
of two locks, etc. In the cabin, or
cook-room, was found a leathern ink
bottle, curiously marked, but similar
in shape to those still used by school
boys; part of a brass cock ; a sounding
lead; several shoes and sandals of cu
rious shape; several bricks and frag
ments of tiles bound together with
iron ; a small glass bottle ; a small
whetstone: several hooks; an oak board,
eighteen inches long and twelve broad,
with curious lines cut in it; and a cir
cular wooden board, of oak, perforated
with about twenty-eight holes, which
was most probably a calendar by
which the progress of the lunar month
was marked. Of mortal remains there
were a man’s skull, the hip-bones,
ribs, and other parts of the
skeleton of an adult, part of
the skeleton of a child, parts of the
skeleton of a dog, supposed to be a
greyhound, parts of two skulls, with
the horns of sheep or goats, the breast¬
bone of a goose, and several bones of
larger animals.— Rear-Admiral George
BT. Preble.
Cute Work.
A detective employed by the United
States express company to trace the
robbery of a package at Comerstown,
O., saw the mark of teeth upon the
pasteboard box. “The man is a one
armed man,” said he. “He held the
box in his teeth while lie untied the
string.” He made the acquaintance
of Charles Bassett, the one-armed man
of the town, employed him as a de¬
tective, traveled with him, talked
about the difference in people’s teeth,
got him to make an indentation of his
own in wax, had a plaster cast made
which fitted the marks of the teeth in
the package and arrested Bassett. It
was a “cute” piece of work.
PUBLISHERS.
NO. 38.
nrnoRocs.
A blood relation—Telling the story
of a tragedy.
The wrestling season does not end
until the fall.
The mosquito as a public singer
iraws well, but never gives satisfao
tion.
For good board.yappiy at any saw-,
mill, and for plane board go to any
carpenter shop.
One who knows says that in the'
country they blow a horn before din¬
ner, but in town they take one.
Simpson says that when he asked!
the girl who is now his wife to marry
him she said “I don’t mind,” and she
never has minded.
“You said, Mr. Jones, that your um¬
brella had a straight handle?” I
thought it did, but since it vanished I,
am quite certain it ended with a
hook.”
During the last year of its existence,
JYilliam and Mary college had but one
student, and how he contrived to make
a base-ball nine out of himself we can't
imagine.
“What a bore Jenkins is!” ex¬
claimed Connery; “just met him and
he talked about that old horse of his
for half an hour, and I couldn't get a
word in edgeways about my new
dog.”
“Are your domestic relations agreea
ble?” was the question put to an un¬
happy-looking specimen of humanity.
“Oh, my domestic relations are all
right,” was the reply, “it is my wife’s
relations that are causing the trou¬
ble.”
“This is a fine time of night to come
home, and you just married,” said
Mrs. Davis indignantly, looking at the
deck, which had just told the mid¬
night hour. “My dear,” replied her
husband ponderously, “I decline to be
interviewed on the subject of politics.”
One hundred and thirty-two differ¬
ent languages are spoken in India, and
each one has a separate and peculiar
system of oaths. A man should not.
step on a banana skin until he goes to
India, where the faculties for doing
justice to the occasion are so much
greater than in this country.
SVSSTROKE.
Prevention and Treatment of tbfa Bum*
mer Evil.
Sunstroke, says the New York board
of health, is caused by excessive heat,
and especially if the weather is “mup.
gy” It is more apt to occur on the
second, third or fourth day of a heated
^ erm than on the first. Loss of sleep
worr Y excitement, close sleeping
rooms > debility, abuse of stimulants,
predispose to it. It is more apt to
attack th ose working in the sun, and
especially between the hours of eleven
o’clock in the forenoon and four o’clock
111 the afternoon. On hot days wear
thin clothing. Have as cool sleeping
rooms 38 P ossible - Avoid loss of sleep
311(1 311 unnecessary fatigue. If work
ln g indoors, and where there is arti
® clfd heat laundries, etc.—see that
the room is w-ell ventilated.
If working in the sun, wear a light
hat ( not bUu ' k - 3S u absorbs the heat),
straw - etc - and P ut inside of it on the
head 3 wet cloth or 3 lar £ e g reen leaf;
frequently lift the hat from the head
and see tbat tke cloth is wet. Do not
,
check perspiration, but drink what
water - vou need to kee P it; U P- as per
spiration prevent s the body from being
overheated. Have, whenever possible,
an additional shade, as a thin um
brella, when walking, a canvas or
board-cover when working in the sun:
When much fatigued do not go to
work - especially after eleven o’clock in
the morning on very hot days, if the
work is in the sun. If a feeling of
fatigue- dizziness, headache or exhaus
tion occurs, cease work immediately.
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a PPiy c°ol cloths to and pour cold
water over the head and neck. If any
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one is overcome by the heat send im-*
mediately for the nearest good phy¬
sician. While waiting for the phy¬
sician give the person cool drinks of
water or cold black tea, or cold coffee,
jif able to swallow. If the skin is hot
and dry, sponge with, or pour cold
water over the body and limbs, and
apply to the head pounded ice wrapped
in a towel or other doth. If there is
no ice at hand keep a cold cloth on the
head, and pour cold water on it as on
,the body. If the person is pale, very
faint and pulse feeble, let him inhale
ammonia for a few seconds, or give
him a tea-spoonful of aromatic spirits
of ammonia in two table-spoonfuls of
water and a little sugar.
On the Portrush railway to the Gi J
ant’s Causeway, in Ireland, a tram cai
driven by electricity ran ten miles an
hour steadily, and but the speed is lim¬
ited by act of Parliament; it could easily
do twenty-five miles an hour. Sixty
tons were taken “up an incline of one