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NEW QUARTERS, NEW GOODS!
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^Bcontemplating Stow a move, I made it STOCK a point OF last GOODS full to run VS ORTH iny stock, $–5,#00 down. there I dul is this and old- can
say to my ettetomem that in my not any
«ylc rubbish or shop-worn goods. I don’t boast of owning the earth, or of controling the dry
goods trade of the continent, but my past record for NOBBY STYLES and LOW PRICES is my
plea for patronage and leave an intelligent ami critical public to make up the verdict in my case.
J have enlarged my store to
Double the capacity of any other Store
5n our city— Now oeupymg two large stores—and an* gratified every day to hear the^xpreasions
of every visitor and customer as to the BEAUTY and CONVENIENCE of my stores. I have the
fcood/s For the room to display them and the salesmen to arrange and sell them. 1 buy everything
the cash and get all the inside fliguros, and take all the discounts allowed me, and proclaim
lo the world that 1 can sell goods in most instances as cheap as other merchants can buy them.
I cant afford to waste my time and tax the people’s patience by trying to enumerate even in part
My T > Array of Attraction* for the
Spring ♦*»*»♦ Season.
So, just let me my that la a few things I have the
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7,000 Yards Windsor’s Prints 6 – 7c.
AH other merchants have to pay 8#c, to start these goods from any market. So remember that 1
will save you 1 or 2 cents per yard on Calicoes,
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I have secured the exclusive control of strawse A Bros, and Voorhees, Miller – liupel's fine
‘lothing. These, with my other advantages m the clothing markets enable me to offer to the
trade EXTRAORDINARY INDUCEMENT*.
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My trrule in jtli kiaftH nt (in.- tires —as writ as rtiesper—goods is a living evidence of inv
todoanit todarc! ASKTIIK t.A inks who carries all the Novelties in Dress Clouds ami Trim
ming, andl will be commit to abide tiioir decision. I carry every tiling, U’Milns good- mentioned
Hats, Shoes, Trunks, Notions, Domestics,
Umbrellas, Parasols, Et Caetera.
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Dive me a ehwme a bow m\ goiuU. Tell
THE GUO TIDINGS OF LOW PRICES!
awl I will make the small fish swim eloae to the .shore.
, C) YOURS TRULY,
EDGAR L. ROGERS,
B A BN KSV1LLE, GE< >RG IA.
B,—Mushv. Lewis A. Collier and John K. Howard are with am and are
ever on i!u loik on 1 f«*raM their friends.
PATRONIZE HOIE INDUSTRY!
Osborn L Wolcott
GRIFFIN, GEORGIA,
Manufacturers of
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!*E VEHICLES MADE TO SPECIAL ORDER.
■ing done neatly, substantially and with dispatch. Home-made wagons war.
1. A car load of
Tennessee Wagons Just Received.
Beat hand made harness always on hand. We can suit you. Don’t lose your
by investing in worthless vehicles and machine made harness. Dealers in
Rough and Dressed Lumber,
vary kind of House Materia! constantly on hand, and can make anything you
want. Manufacturers, also, of
ENGINES AND BOILERS,
SAW MILLS, SYRUP MILLS FARM
MACHINERY, ALL MANNER OF CASTINGS
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0«HT a full line of Pipe and Pipe Fittings and engine Fixtures, Can make or
rapalr anything from a Baby’s Cradle to a Locomotive.
Smcwners Stef ley
1 HEADQUARTERS FOR
d–ffffiagtSs, Baggie* aadl
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VOLUME 1.
ZEBULON, GA., TUESDAY, MARCH 19. 1889.
An Old Bachelor's V"alentine.
[The author of this poem, whloh originally
appeared in Harper’s Magazine, mysterious
ly disappeared in 1886, and has never been
heard from. At the time of his disappear
in o Mr. Conant was editor of Harper's
Weekly.']
Were I not in the faded aud sere
Yellow leaf of my fiftieth year,
Katie dear,
Or could I recall the sunshine
Of youth to this dull heart of mine,
I would peu thee a gay valentine,
Katie mine.
In tho morning of life, when the clear
Vistas show us no prospect to fear,
Katie dear.
Ere yet we have learned to repine,
We joyously bend at the shrine
Of tho lover’s good saint, Valentine,
Katie mine.
When we know that our sunset is near,
And our sky is o’erclouded aud drear,
Kat ie dear,
It’s a strife to feel jaunty and fine,
And our fancy can hardly incline
Us to homage to St . Valentine,
Katie mine.
And yet, if I had thee right near,
I would whisper a word in thy ear,
Katie dear,
And beg thee to open thy shrine
Of thy heart to this poor one of mine,
Instead of a gay valentine,
Katie mine.
— S. S. Conant.
KATE’S STRATEGEM.
In a cosy breakfast room three per
sons were seated around the cheerful
table. Mr. Morton, a fine looking man
of 40, wealthy and a bachelor, and his
two youug and pretty nieces, Lillie and
Kate Dale.
“Uncle Bert, you out to get married,”
said Kate, suddenly breaking a silence
which had lasted some minutes.
“What for, miss? ’ asked hor uncle, ns
lie laid aside the paper he was reading.
“Well,” replied Kate, “you see Lillie
is going to many Frank Hill and go to
Chicago to live, and I,” with a pretty
blush, 1 ‘will marry Walter Field at the
same time and go to Detroit; so, don't
you see, you will be alone, for you will
not go with either of us.”
“Well, what of that, Miss Puss?”
asked her uncle smiling.
“1 should like to know who is going
to i<»k .tier ronr comfort and give run
a good scolding wuen you come noun'
late at night,” demanded Kate in a voice
of authority.
“Well, 1 can do very well without the
scolding, ... and , , I expect that , , Aunt . . Molhe ,, ...
can take care of the rest,” he answered
lightly, amused at Miss Kate's air.
“Aunt Mollie, indeed! Yes, she will
do very well with the cooking, but you
see she will not take eare of the other
things as she would if you were married
and there was some one io give orders
about the housework,” answered Kate,
shaking her head.
“Well, I did not get married when 1
was a young man, and I don’t think 1
will now; aud besides, there is no one
whom 1 know f or care to marry,” he
added, sipping his coffee.
“There is little Miss Bell,” retorted
Kate, darting a quick, sly glance at her
uncle from under her dark, lashes.
“Bosh 1" he said nervously, while a
faint flush rose to his forehead.
“Well, then, there is the Widow Day
ton, and I know that she admires you
and would willingly become Mrs. Mor
ton.”
Mr. Morton had a wholesome horror of
the Widow Dayton, who had on several
occasions tried to capture the wealthy
bachelor, but had failed sadly; and of
this Kate was well aware, and at times
teased her uncle unmercifully.
“Heaven protect me from ever marry
ing her! She has two red-headed,
freckle.faced boys, and has badgered
one man to death already,” replied Mr.
Morton hurriedly, as he pushed back his
chair from the table.
“But, uncle,” continued Kate, “the
widow lias set her cap tor you and you
had better be careful or you will lie a
married man before you know w-hat you
are about."
“Yes; but you see, miss, she cannot
me unless I ask her to, and that I
d6n’t intend to do,” he returned, as he
hastily rose from the table and prepared
to start for his place of business.
“Unde,” Kate called after him as he
left the room, “this is leap year, and if
you don’t propose to her she can to you,
and it would not surprise me one bit if
she did.”
“Oh, Kate, how can you tease uncle
so?” asked Lillie, after Mr, Morton had
passed out of hearing. “You know he
will hardly ever speak to a lady if he can
help it.”
“Yes, I know, and if he hadn’t been
so bashful he could have been married
long ago to Miss Bell,” retorted Kate
“Mrs. Jones told me all about it; uncle
was too timid to propose and Miss Boll
is single yet. I do wish the widow'
would propose to him,” she added.
“Why Kate, you. syrely wouldn’t want
ancle to marry such a vixen as Mrs. Day
ton?” laughed Lillie.
“No, I don’t want him to marry her,
for she would have him badgered to
death iw * month’s time; but it would be
such fun if she only would proposo to
him, and maybe that would scare
into marrying some one else.”
S donee reigned for a few minutes
this speech of Kate’s; each was
with her own thoughts. All at
Kate sprang to her feet, with mischief
her eyes, and clapping her hands ex
claimed :
“I have it, Lilli” ’
“Have what?”
“A joke ori Undo Bert. I am
to make Mrs. Dayton propose to him.”
“How?” asked Lillie.
“This is leap year, and .uncle will
a proposal from Mrs. Dayton; if he
doesn’t, my name is not. Katharine Dale,”
answered Kate, nodding her head sagely,
while her dark eyes spoke volumes
mischief.
“Kate, what do you mean?
can you make her propose?”
“Just wait and you will see. I can
manage that part perfectly well,” re
torted Kate, as she danced gayly out
the room and ran up stairs, where
was soon busily engaged in some mys
terious scheme.
Meanwhile Mr. Morton had not spent
a very euvinblc forenoon, for the
Kate had spoken in the morning
ringing in his ears, spite of all efforts
forget.
“Bosh I ” he exclaimed at last,
ing down his peu for the twentieth time,
and glancing at his watch. “One
o’clock, and 1 have done nothing today.
What, a fool I ami Of bourse Kate
only joking. Mrs. Dayton would
dare to propose. Well, Tom, what is
it?” he asked, as an errand boy
tered.
“A letter, sir,” said tho lad, as
handed Mr. Morton a largo yellow
sive, and then darted quickly out of
door with a broad grin upon his face.
Mr. Morton tore open the envelope
drew forth the Later, llis hand
and great drops of perspiration broke
on his brow while he read tho
lines:
Mr, Morion:
Dkab Rut,—1 .ake the advantage
this year affords to my sox to inform you
the tender feel jig I have long felt for y u,
and J believe that my sentiments ar#
turned. I understand that your nieces
H'tbib I l,u 'nod cunji
VfNiut lady to e,
p-eet yon with soothing words oI
when you return hems weary with the
•*“* f tho <\ a >\ f or ’ 1
my modesty ami plainly ssk , you to
m , Hl , Jling1 . 0 ra . eivB ft £iW aWe
sore, 1 1 amain, Yours truly,
Nancy Dayton.
“Heaven and earth!” gasped Mr.
Morton, letting the letter drop from his
trembling hands, and starting to his
feet. “Kate was right. She intends to
marry me whether or no. What on earth
am I to do?” he groaned, sinking back
into his chair arid dropping histhrobbing
head upon his hands despairingly.
It is an old adage that “it never rains
but il pours,” and so thought Mr. Mor
ton, for the next moment a clerk put his
head in at the door and said:
“If you please, sir, Mrs. Dayton is in
the store and wishes to see you at oneo
upon important business.”
“Eh! What?" almost shrieked Mr.
Morion. “Mis. Dayton in there? what
shall I do?" lie cried, starting up wildly
and darting behind the door.
“Yes, sir. What shall I tell her?” said
(he clerk, looking as if ho thought that
Mr. Morton had gone crazy.
“Oh, for mercy’s sake don’t let her
come in here!” he exclaimed in a shak
ing voice. “Don’t, Brown, there’s a
good fellow. Tell her anything—that I
:un ill, or not in tell her to come in
some other time. Get rid of her quick,
some way or other; but for Heaven’s
sake don’t, let her come in here. I won’t
see her on any terras whatever.”
“AH right, sir," said Brown, as lie
backed, out of the office, almost choking
with laughter, as the, situation of affairs
and the cause of Mr. Morton’s frantic ac
tions flashed through his mind.
“Oh my stars'” groaud Mr. Morton,
as the door closed behind Brown.
“What on earth am I to do? Kate was
right. What a fool I was that I did not
ask Bessie Bell to marry me years ago 1
Then I would have been safe from the
clutches of that brazen-faced widow.”
He stepped from his place of retreat,
and, sinking into the nearest chair,
bowed his head tipon his hands in par
plexed thought. Suddenly a bright idea
struck him, aud he exclaimed:
“I ll do it yet—right away, too, and
be done rvith it!”
Springing to his feet, he seized his
hat and gloves and put them on hurried
ly. Then he went to the door, and in a
nervous whisper called out to the clerk:
“Brown, hits she gone yet?”
“Yes, sir,” replied Brown, while a
broad smile spread over his face.
“Well, I am going home; I am ill;
you will attend to locking up the store.”
“Certainly,” returned Brown.
Mr. Morton hurried out ami walked
rapidly up the street until he arrived at
a tiny white cottage. Here he stopped
and rang the b The door was opened
l». a pretty, df’-.-haired, brown-haired
woman of 38 iir 10, who, when she
caught sight of hor visitor's flushed face,
and noticed his excited manner, ex
claimed:
"Mr. Morton, are you not well? What
has happened?"
1 ’Nothing, Bessie. Yes, I mean I
have come to—to—” ho stammered,
and then stopped confused and crimson.
“Come in,” said Miss Bell, calmly,
leading the way into a cosy sitting room.
Sho placed n chair for hor visitor and
waited for hi in to speak.
Mr. Morton did not take tho offered
chair, but remained standing toying
nervously with the buttons on ids gloves.
For several moments neither spoke, then
a voice that would tremble, in spito of
his efforts to be calm, he said:
“Bessie, I have come to ask you a
question. Will you marry me?”
“Mr. Morton, surely you don’t mean
it!” faltered Mi*» Bell, while a rosy
blush mounted to her smooth white brow.
11 Yes, Bessie, I mean every word of it.
I have never seen any woman that I
loved but you; do you think you could
carte enough for me to be my wife?’’
“It’s so sudden,” stammered Miss
Bell.
“I know it is, Bessie; but say yes—
please do,” be coaxed, gaining courage
to plead his cause, now that the ice was
broken.
What her answer was the reader can
judge; for three weeks later ho led her
into his own home, and introduced her
as “My wife, Mrs. Bessie Morton.”
Imagine the surprise and delight of
Kate and Lill ie at this wUra nnnoun««
ment.
“Oh, LiU, didn’t I tell you how it
would end? And I am glad of it 1” cried
Kate, after she had kissed her now aunt
and nearly smothered Mr. Morton with a
“bear hug” in her delight at the turn
affairs hail taken. “But uncle, what
about the widow?” sho quizzed, after the
surprise and excitement had somewhat
subsided.
Mr. Morton looked searchiugly into
her face for a moment, and catching the
gleam of mischief that sparkled in her
eye, he exclaimed:
“So, miss, it was you was it? I might
have known it was one of your tricks;
but then, all is well that ends well,” he
will! a loving glance ill the sweet
of room.- —
Waverley.
Fnnny Finds in Pianos.
The variety of articles that piano
tuners find in pianos is i eraarkablo. It
is also extraordinary what a receptacle of
lost articles a piano can become in tho
course of a few months. A tuner was
conversing last night about some of the
singular phrases of his calling, when ho
incidently let drop the statement that lie
found four diamonds in one piano and
had recovered a very substantial reward
for his discovery from the lady who had
employed him. “You can understand
the shock given to a ring,” lie said,
“ when a lady is playing awl brings her
fingers down in a crcsendo. if a stone
happens to be loose, away it goes, and
with that rare affinity which valuable
things have for getting into strange places,
it promply gets between (lie keys and
works down into tho framework of tho
instrument. And little tilings like gems
are not the only ones lost in Ibis way.
1 have found coins of all sorts or
denominations in a loosely set piano,
hairpins, ordinary pins, visiting cards,
and the like.
“ Where there arc children around the
accumulation becomes greater, for the
little, rascals liave a fashion of stuffing
piumw full of every small thing they can
get their misclievous little lingers on.
Of course tho tone of a piano ii very
much injured by the presence of
anything beneath or behind the keys,
but very few persons who use the instru
ment can distinguish when it is a quarter
tone out of the way, especially when
they are using the piano themselves.”
—New York Trines.
Water Essential for Grinding Wheat.
One of the largest millers in tho
United States, C. A. P’lsbury, is cred
ited with assorting that millers do not
dampen their wheat before grinding it.
This is correct of some millers, but not
of all, and the reason is not attributable
to differences in millers, but to differ
ences in wheat. Most of the California
wheat ground in (his state is moistened,
because it is necessary to do so. (>n tho
other hand, Oregon wheat will not stand
dampening, as it contains enough water
without this treatment.
On this account local millers prefer
California wheat, as they can add tho
necessary water for nothing, which they
have to pay for in the Oregon article.
When shipped abroad or stored for
months at tidewater, there is less differ
ence, as wheat which is not moist will
become so in a damp atmosphere. Cali
fornia wheat when afloat gains two to
three per cent, from absorption of
moisture. A certain percentage of water
in wheat is essential to render it fit for
grinding, and the moisture has to bo
either found in the grain or applied arti
ficially thereto. —Han Francisco Vracer.
NUMBER It
SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
Fifty cubic feet of natural gas will
weigh a pound.
A mile down tho water has a pressure
of a ton to the square inch.
It has been proven that at a depth of
3500 feet waves arc not felt.
There arc three distinct systems of
electric lighting, viz.: Arc, alternating
current incandescent and direct current
incandescent.
The electro-magnetic theory of light
satisfactorily explains why the waves of
light and heat have transverse rather than
longitudinal vibrations.
The water is colder at the bottom than
at the surface. In many hays on the
coast of Norway the water often freezes
at the bottom before it does above.
Tho lead linings and piping of the
recently discovered Roman baths in
Bath, England, were found to be in a
worderfuily good state of preservation.
Such great activity as there is at pres
ent displayed in storage battery devel
opment bids fair to hasten the use of
electric traction in crowded city streets.
European manufactories of electric
lights are being visited for the purpose
of finding a light, to be used by the
pearl fishers when at work under water.
The latest estimate of the coal supply
of the world gives us fuel for the next
800 years, by which time sobvj genius
will have invented a way lo make one
nnmeoij *» Iupii Iwviluo (ar U ui’tik
.
It was found that the loss by evapor
ation from a large tank for supplying
the city of Nagpur with water was in the
hottest season two anil a half times as
grout ns tho quantity supplied for con
sumption.
Examinations in English schools go
toward proving that color blindness is
often declared to be present when really
no organic defect but only poor training
in tlic naming and distinction of colors
is found to be the trouble.
During tho firing of heavy guns re
cently aboard English ironclads the
concussion in enclosed portions of the
vessel was so great that gun's crows
abandoned their stations aud did not re
turn until the tiring ceased.
PsAnur, mo run non I i'row It nirillht,
has written to a Virginia gentleman that
he need not be alarmed about a dog bite
if the dog was in good health. He adds:
“You have nothing to fear if tho biting
dog was living eight days after tho
lntc.”
The White system of elevated electric
railroad provides for cars having hut two
wheels, one at either end, the car being
steadied horizontally by four guide
wheels at each end, having a bearing
against, side rails considerably above the
level of the main rail.
A building eighteen feet by twenty
two feet and fourteen feet high, made of
canvas and paper and built in sections
for convenient transportation, has been
made for the Harvard South American
astronomical party, A galvanized iron
cupola surmounts this structure.
It 1 b now held that tuberculosis, com
monly called consumption, is transmitted
to human beings in the milk of tuber
culous cows, and that scarlet fever may
be carriod to tho human subject in the
same way from cows that have a mild
form of this disease,
It has been demonstrated that in pip
ing natural gas in pipes of one size
about eight pounds per mile of the pres
sure is lost, but by using (he telescope
system, smaller pipes nt the well and
gradually increasing the size toward the
point of consumption, the loss of pres
sure is reduced to three pounds per mile.
A French inventor has perfected a new
form of registering log, which records
paper tho speed of a vessel. The log
proper is suspended permanently along
side the vessel at inid-Iength, and is con
nected by a flexible tube with a regis
tered apparatus placed in any part of the
vessel that may be convenient.
Curious If True.
Mr. A. D. King, a well-known lawyer
of Orillia, lost his life on tho Grand
Trunk Railway a few days since. lie
had been away on business, and on re
turning got off the t ain while it was in
motion. Inttcad of getting off at tho
station side he took ihe wrong side of
the train, and had hardly touched the
ground when he slipped and loll so that
his two legs were run over by tho Pull
man car. He died in 23 hours. The
accident took place at 2 o’clock in tho
morning, and at daylight a brother of
the dying man drove o few miles out
from the station to tell his father of the
sad business. To his surprise he found
his father up and dressed awaiting him.
“Where’s Daniel?” eagerly asked the
old gentleman. “I saw him about 2
o'clock or a little after. He came to my
window and rapped at it. I saw him
three times and spoke to him!” The
grief of the father on learning of the sad
affair was very great. —Montreal ((7a.)
Witness.
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ZEBULON, GEORGIA,
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PARRY lee,
A SPLENDID ADVERTISING AGENT.
The Old Home.
In the quiet ,'Umlow of twilight
I stand by (ha £***» door,
And gi:zo on the old, oN homo tend
Mo cherished and loved oT yore.
But tlio Ivy now is twining
Untrained o’er window and wall;
And no more the voice of the cli ldren
Is echoing through tho hall.
Through years of paiu and sorrow,
Since first. I had to p rt,
The thought of the dear old homestead
lias lingered ar mud nay he irt;
The porch embowered with rotes.
The gables’ dropping eaves,
Aud the sang of tits* birds at twilight
Amid the orchard laaves. /
And the forms of those wli j loved me
lu the happy ohlhlhood years
App-ar at the da.Ay windows,
Through vlsi u dimmed with tears.
I hear their voices calling
From the shadowy far away,
Audi stretch my arms toward them
In the gloom of the twilight gray.
But only tho night winds answer.
As I cry thr ugh the di mol air;
And only the bat comes swooping
From the darkness of Us liar.
Yet sti’l the voice of my ohiklh > d
Is calling from far away,
And the faces of those who loved me
Smile through the shadows gray.
Arthur L. Salmon.
HUMOROUS.
The National Game—Politics.
The great Russian Him—The Czar.
Committee on the whole—Well dig*
gers.
The elements are angry when tho
waterspout.
The muskrat m ay be considered a
out a scent to his name.
The man with the glass eye has the
great consolation that he is putting on
more style than his neighbor; he has a
stained glass window to his soul.
Smith (lo Robinson, cigar dealer)—-I
see you have ehangod your store again.
Burnt out? Robinson (whose last store
was seized by Sheriff)—No; tired out.
“My dear young lady,” said a gushing
artist to her, “you are positively lovely?
you like me to do you in oil?”
“Sir,” exclaimed her father’s pride, in
dignantly, “do you take me for a sar
dine?”
The Duke of Soggerrath— “
know, me (b ar young lady
tempted to Carry home one of
American gyrla myself?”
Miss Crisp—“ You’d have to carry
her, your grace.”— Judge.
“No,” said Mrs Shoddie, “we have to
pay our fare nowadays, as tho railroad
companies will not give Charles passes
on account of this nasty real estate com
merce law,” aud then sho sighed and
made faces at the railroad corporation.
It. seems that tho Esquimaux name
their children after the expressions they
hear used by English sailors. If a Sun
day school should ever be established
among those blubber eaters, it would not
seem at all sweet and edifying to hear
the youngsters pipo up such names as
“Go-to-Halifax.”
Lengthen out the “Berth List” column!
Hoist the advertising rates;
Make the headlines biaek and s Jenin—■
Little Johnny’s got his skates.
A Bishop’s Extensive Dominions.
.Borne idea of the extent of territory of
the Canadian dioceses may be gathered
from tho fact that the Bishop of Mooso
nee exercises jurisdiction over an area
as large as Europe, extending all around
the Hudson’s Bay territory and reaching
up to the North Pole. Ten thousand
people are under his care in this vast re
gion and there is no resident minister of
any other body of Christiana besides the
Bishop and his seven clergy. The dis
tances are enormous, and the shortest
way to the northern part cf the diocese
is to go lo England first and then go out,
in the yearly ship which enters Hudson’s
Buy. The Bishop has everything to do
for himself, and is a good printer, boot
maker, carpenter, brick layer, etc.
has been a worker in that far-away local
ity for nearly forty years .—Church
Worker.
Chain-Charities.
There is a custom now in vogue of ob
taining money for charitable purpose Jby
starting an appeal and causing it to pass
through many bands, demandi ig email
Stuns as it goes.
“I shan't do anything of the sort,”
replied a indy who was asked to enter
one of these 1 chain-ehaTi tcs. ’ •a
don't like the system, and 1 donjt intend
to be ideitified with it.”
“Then we can’t count on you,” said a
more zealous acquaintance.
“No. 1 object decidedly to belong
ing to the chai “gang- I prefer, instead,
tlic opprobrium of being called the miss
ing link.”— Youth's Companion,.
Even Wilh Ihe World.
Chronic Dead Beat—Congratulate me,
old boy; at last I am even with tho
world.
Friend—How is that? Have you paid
your debts?
“Oh, no; but f owe money to just as
many people as I don’t owe to."—j j
York Tribune.