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CITY MUDDLE.
They call the jumble in city affairs
now—politics. It may be so. Such
state of affairs is simply the result of
schemes of a primary election. It has
become disgusting to any fair man. A
man of any sensibility of proper con
duct cannot engage in the muddle of
such schemes. A primary as now en
gineered is a fraud on the average
voter. A set of politicians get together
and choose their man, and then say to
voters, you vote for the man given
you by the committee of twenty, or
you will be ostracized. Curse such
scheming politics. If the committee
of twenty in the wards have chosen
the candidates, and if voters must
abide it, what is the use of having any
“primary election?” Are they not
already chosen? For once the poeple
ought to mass together and condemn
it, and vote out such schemes against
their own choosing.
We have not been able this week to
get up the usual variety of paragraphs
of news, and we must ask our readers
to take our good-will for the deed this
time.
YELLOW FEVER REPORT.
Louisiana Towns Are Just Begin
ning to Inaugurate Quarantine
Against New Orleans.
No new cases of yellow fever were
reported at New Orleans Wednesday.
.The seven cases are all doing well.
One new case is reported from Miss
issippi City, Miss., making fourteen
in all, but mcstof them are very near
ly recovered. A large number of
quarantines were issued against New
Orleans during the day. Monroe
quarantined; Kenner, in the neighbor
ing parish of Jefferson, and only ten
miles distant, quarantined, and Dr.
Randolph, county member of the Louis
iana board of health, quarantined the
entire district, which includes all cen
tral Louisiana, against the city, the
quarantine to go into effect at once.
The steamer Chalmette arrived in
port at New Orleans Wednesday with
a large party of Arkansas merchants
and business men. The trip had been
arranged to boom New Orleans busi
ness before the yellow fever broke out.
When the Arkansas party reached
Baton Rouge they were told that four
new cases of yellow fever had been re
ported in New Orleans, and it rested
with them whether they should go on
to the city under the circumstances or
not. The visitors decided almost
unanimously to go to New Orleans,
saying that they were not afraid of
seven cases of fever, but a few left the
steamer at Baton Rouge.
A special from Savannah, Ga., says:
Dr. W. F. Brunner returned Wednes
day from Port Tampa, where he went
to watch the yellow fever situation.
Dr. Brunner was satisfied before leav
ing, he said, “that no danger is to be
apprehended from that source,” but
now he has turned his attention 10
New Orleans. The matter of declar
ing a quarantine against New Orleans
is under consideration.
Dr. H. H. Harry, state health offi
ces in charge at Mississippi City, re
ports one new case of yellow fever at
that place. The other patients are
nearly all well. The situation in
Jackson continues quiet and no new
cases have developed.
Thirty-five cases of fever were re
ported in Key West Wednesday for
twenty-four hours, thirteen of which
■were adults, the remainder children,
making a total to that date of 253. No
deaths were reported.
Health Officer Goode states that he
is fully informed of the condition in
Mobile, Ala., and declares officially
there is no serious sickness in Mobile
of any kind aud positively no yellow
fever or any suspicions cases. This is
in contradiction of a private dispatch
sent by a resident above the city to a
friend in Brewton, Ala., which said
there were rumors of three cases of
fever in Mobile. The dispatch was
posted in Brewton and gained wide
currency throughout the state. There
is no truth in it.
If you have anything to sell let tn»
public know it. ThL ; iper Is a good
advertising medium.
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!;> Solving the Problem of [ileß
V An Episode io Abe Career of n Young O
Man That Probably Han If ad Its q
Q Counterpart in Other .Lives. Q
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TRANGE as it may
seem, Wickens
tells it as a joke.
1 But his version
quite misses the
moral, and the
moral is all there
is in it to recom
mend the incident
to the notice of a
pious public. If
you fill out Wick
ens’s account with
the observations
SOOQOOOOCOOOOi
Ma,
of more disinterested spectators aud
the broken story which the hero tells,
and consider it then, in the mass and
sympathetically,! remembering your
own youth, you will have a story that
is not to be laughed at.
It happened iu Brooklyn and it be
gan on that evening when Baldwin’s
landlady and his roommate, Wickens,
agreed in consultation that something
was amiss with Baldwin. He main
tained an irritable silence. He re
fused £his food. He slammed tho
doors. He answered “No” wherever
the monosyllable, could be made to
serve him. Yet these symptoms are
common to so many mental maladies
that it was impossible to diagonise
the case to a prescription. It would
be necessary to know that while he
sat with Wickens, after supper, in
their common room, staring at the
flowered paper on the wall, his body
rested lazily in the ample embrace of
* fat armchair, but his thought was
flitting through the eternity of years
that are yet to be added to the age of
the old gray-beard earth, and the eye
of his imagination beheld time'e toy,
the world, spinning with all futility
in the round to which thepowers have
condemned it everlastingly. He saw
himself as an infinitely small life
among the myriads that swarm on the
round sides of the globe, and that
globe as a flying speck of star dust in
a million of such motes. He was un
happy, consequently, and resentful.
He plucked a match from his packet
and bit at the soft wood. It reminded
him of his pipe. But the cold tip of
the amber, striking hard on his teeth
after the soft fibre of the match, star
tled and displeased him. He threw
down the briar with a noisy pcta
lence.
Wickens look ed over his newspa
per. “What’s the matter with you,
anyway?” he said. “You’re in a deuce
of a stew to-night.”
Baldwin answered sullenly. “What
do you think?”He w’as fingering a but
ton on his coat. The smooth bone of
it slipped in his perspiring fingers,
aud he wiped his hands upon his
trouser legs.
It was a cool night, and Wickens
saw the action with alarm. “What’s
the use of going on like this?” he
protested.
“What’s the use? What’s the use
of anything?” Baldwin blurted out.
“What’s the use of slaving in an of
fice? What’ll it all amount to in a
thousand years from now?”
“Better ask your parson,” Wick
ens answered with au irreverence skil
fully irritating.
Baldwin glared nt him. “Youthink
that’s clever,” he said. “I wish you
felt the way I do.” He rolled rest
lessly in his chair. “I don’t want to
work,” he whined. “I don’t want to
do anything.”
“Well, I’m sure I don’t know what
to do for you,” Wickens pleaded.
Baldwin turned to the open win
dow.
“Let’s try a walk downtown,” the
other added.
He was sulkily silent.
“Come on,” Wickens said, putting
down his paper. “Your liver’s out of
order. A walk will do you good. It’s
a cool night aud the moon’s out.”
He took his chum by the arm. Bald
win shook off the friendly hand with
a childish irritability. “All right,”
he said, “I’m coming,” and rose to
follow.
As Wickens had remarked, the moon
was out. “There,” said Baldwin,
when he saw it staring down at him,
“how many busy fools do you suppose
that old skull has leered out?”
“Oh, change the subject,” Wickens
•aid. “Everybody has the same trou
ble at your age. It’s like the measles.”
“Doesn’t help me any.”
“Hold up your head,” he ordered.
“Put your shoulders back and step
out. I never had an attack of the
blues yet that I couldn’t walk away
from.”
They tramped noisily down the
street. The brisk exertion pumped
the blood through Baldwin's veins.
By the time he had walked two blocks
in silence the cheerful movement had
began to drive his bad mood from him
and he groped stubbornly about in his
ttini to hold it.
When they neared the busier thor
oughfares they crossed a regiment of
the Salvation Army on its way to bat
tle with the legions of darkness.
Wickens heard the bass drum with a
smile. ’
“Lucky dogj,!’ Baldwin said. “They
think they know what it’s all about."
Wickens lost his patience. "Oh,
don’t be an ass,” he said. “Who are
you, anyway, thot all cieation has to
give you its reason for existing?"
Baldwin sulked again. In a mo
ment, “Look al that," he broke out,
waving his hana to the row of lighted
shops. “Slaving and sleeping as if
they knew whos for! Where are the
people that kepi shop in old Rome?”
“Dead, most,likely.”
“Yes, and what did they live for?”
"For the fun there was in it, I
guess.”
“Clever, you are.” Baldwin was
choking with a speechless contempt.
Wickens saw the quarrel to which
they were drifting. “Well.” he
“‘you may finish this walk alone,”
and stopped before a book shop win
dow to look over the array of Vol
umes.
Baldwin stalked down the street,
nuriing his mbod. Wickens was a
fool at any rate —always had been.
All men were idiots, or they would
not go gambolling aroujid in this
slaughter house as if the butcher were
not waiting for them with the inevita
ble knife. He, Charles McTaggjrt
Baldwin, was going to be a sheep no
longer. He was going to—-to do
something or other. It did not mat
ter what.
He turned dawn a side street and
attempted a shaft cut across the road
way. He heardja feeble shriek behind
him. Somethieg struck him stiffly in
the side. An arm clutched about his
neck and before he could put out his
hand the asphalt pavement Cached
up and struck him a sledge-hammer
blow on the forehead. There was an
explosion in his brain like the sudden
flame of a flashlight. Then all the
instinct of the animal roused him to
self-preservation. Drawing his legs
up under him, he arched his back,
slipped the enemy's hold over bis
head and crooked his arm up to ward
off a possible blow. The foe lay limp
on the road beside him. He had been
run down by a young lady on a bi
cycle.
“Oh,” he said, recovering himself
at once.
"I beg your pardon.” He had
sprung to his feet. “Ape you hurt?”
and Was trying to disentangle her from
the machine, i
She drew het feet up helplessly in
to her skirts, jte was plucking those,
wills from the
teeth of the glaring. “I didn’t see
you coming,” |he apologized as he
raised her. “I hope you’re not hurt.”
She pressed her hand, panting,
against her side. "No-o,” she gasped,
“only frightened.”
But when he released her shg tot
tered as if to fall, and he was com
pelled to retain his hold upon her
arm, embarrassed and speechless.
“It was so stupid of me,” she fal
tered, limping to tlie curbstone. “I
thought I could get by you, Mr. Bald
win.”
He peered down at her in the dark
ness. “Why,” he smiled, “I didn’t
know you.”
She laughed somewhat hysterically.
“I saw you coming through the light.
I thought I could get past.” She was
choking for breath. “I’m afraid I
hurt my—my foot.”
She freed herself from his arm.
Baldwin returned to midroad for the
bicycle and his hat. When he camo
back he found her sitting on the curb.
“You are hurt,” he said anxiously.
"My ankle,” she replied. “I have
sprained it, I think.”
He hesitated a moment. “Take my
arm,” ho said, “and try if you can
walk.”
By leaning heavily on him she suc
ceeded in limping along. He wheeled
the bicycle with his other hand, still
a bit embarrassed. But she laughed
and chatted. It had been so stupid
of her! It was a wonder she hadn’t
killed him. What had he thought it
was that struck him?
He confessed that he had not had
time to think. But the arm about his
neck had come as if some one had
leaped upon his back. “I’m afraid,”
he said, “I took you for a footpad.”
The remembrance of it stirred her
to nervous merriment. Her laugh
was not unpleasant. She choked
prettily at his whimsical description
of his preparations for defence, and
that description became so convul
sively amusing for a moment that
they stood together on a corner shak
ing with laughter. They went on more
soberly when the fit had passed, but
the barriers were down between them
and conversation was as easy as that
of old friends.
The distance from the scene of the
collision to her home was not great.
Baldwin rang the door bell and
assisted in allaying the anxiety of the
family. They laughed at last, at a
joint description of the accident as
given by the heroine and the hero
of it.
When she had been assisted to her
room by a younger sister, Baldwin
remained to exchange small talk and
drink cool drinks below stairs. Be
fore he left he had been brushed
clean of the roadway dust by
"brother Tom,” thanked by her
mother for his kindness to a daughter
of the house and invited by the smil
ing family to call again.
Accordingly he did that, on the
evening following, to see how the
sprained ankle was progressing. The
young woman herself received him.
He found her very pale and pretty,
amiable and altogether interesting.
He had called, on an average, three
times since in every week, and he has
bought a bicycle.
During the first stages ot their
friendship he worked diligently for
an increase in his salary to allow of
the purchase of more theatre tickets.
Lately he has had dreams of a honey
moon, and is kept worried in his
leisure moments by impatient calcula
tion of the time which must elapse
before his salary will suffice for two.
But he is not troubling himself for an
answer to the Sphinx’s riddle of ex
istence. Neither is he concerned for
a solution of any of the greater prob
lems of this life. The powers have
reconciled him to the prison bars with
the old device. —New York Sun.
APT ALLITERATION’S AID,
Enterprise Evinced—Each Editorial Ef
fusion Entertainingly Embellished.
The poets of all time have been
prone to invoke “apt alliteration's
artful aid,” but it has remained for a
Virginia editor to employ it for the
more prosaic purposes of newspaper
work, says the Rochester Post-Ex
press. The Qrange Observer is
“editorially energized” by Robert
Newton Robinson, who is nothing if
not original in the make up of his
sheet. Its local column has the
alluring headline “Jotting of June
Time,” and its personal department
is headed "People Get in Print.” As
the Orange Observer is a county
paper much of its space is devoted to
the happenings that are of particular
interest to its home readers. These
items are displayed in an original
manner. Under the general head
of "Coined in the County,” appear
“Rhoadesville Ruminations,” “Gor
donsville Gleanings,” “Bulletins from
Barboursville,” and “Unionville
Utterances.” The very fact that
James Jones has painted the new ex
tension to his cow shed, or that Silas
Smith is making preparations for hay
ing is made more interesting, even
poetic, by the subtle assistance of the
alliterative method.
But the versatile Virginia vendor
of news carries his system still
farther. He has made it an art. He
prints a list of letters remaining
uncalled for at the postoffice as
“Languishing Letters,” which is
certainly poetic, if not strictly cor
rect. In the Obsei-ver dead - irersons
are consigned to “Realms of Rest,”
and marriage announcements are
felicitionsly referred to as “Hearts
Forever Happy.” In this way all the
news is served, from “Virginia’s
Varieties” to “Echoes From Ex
changes.” So far Robert Newton
Robinson has been successful in get
ting out of the stereotyped expressions
of country journalism.
WISE WORDS.
Act to-day and rest to-morrow.
Don’t talk of future doing, but do,
now!
Mud-slingers usually scrape it off
themselves.
The upright character needs down
right sense.
Enthusiasm is the fountain of per
petual youth.
It is not history alone that has room
for the heroic.
The room for improvement is usually
a spacious one.
It is only borrowed wings that make
high flight dangerous.
The men who make the world are
the men who aie not on the make.
The winds of temptation may be
used to settle your roots more firmly.
The rainbow of promise is born of
the rays of love on the rain of sorrow.
If you are certain that you are un
certain, how great is your uncertainty.
Adversity is the grindstone on which
we lose enough to put an edge of use
fulness on our lives.—Ram’s Horn.
Quite Surprising.
The sight of a row of forceps has
closed the mouths of many sufferers,
even after they had seated themselves
in the dentist’s chair. Dental sur
geons anticipate this, and the follow
ing amusing instance of how an ob
stinate Irishman was made to show
his teeth may not be amiss.
Pat came to the dentist’s with his
jaw very much swollen from a tooth
he desired to have pulled. But when
the suffering son of Erin got into the
dentist’s chair and saw the gleaming
pair of foreceps approaching his face,
he positively refused to open his
mouth.
The dentist quietly told hie page
boy to prick his patient with a pin,
aud when Pat opened to yell, the den
tist seized the tooth, and out it came.
“It didn’t hurt as much as you ex
pected it would, did it?” the dentist
asked, smiling.
"Well, no,” replied Pat, hesitating
ly, as if doubting the truthfulness of
admission. “But,” he added, placing
his hand on the spot where the boy
pricked him with the pin, “begorra,
little did I think the roots would reach
down like that.”—Tit Bite.
“Circumstances
Alter Cases/'
In cases of scrofula, salt rheum, dys
pepsia, nervousness, catarrh, rheumatism,
eruptions, etc., the circumstances may be
altered by petrifying and enriching the
blood tvith Hood's Sarsaparilla. It is the
great remedy for all ages and both sexes.
Be sure io get Hoed’s, because
New Vacs for Glass.
Tbe United States Consul at Lyon*
lias recently reported upon a new kind
of pavement which has for some
months been In use In Lyons, and has
satisfactorily withstood the effects of
heavy traffic. It is made of glass pre
pared In a peculiar manner, the pro
duct being known as ceramic stone.
The factories where this material Is
prepared are of great extent, and we
are told that in the yards were seen
many tons of broken bottles, which the
superintendent described as their "raw
material." The treatment consists in
heating the broken glass to the melting
point, and then compressing it by hy
draulic pressure and forming it into
moulds. For paving purposes the glass
Is made into bricks eight inches square,
and is sored with cross lines, so that
when the pavement is completed.it re
sembles a huge chess-board. The glass
loses Its transparency and brittleness,
and is said to be devitrified; It is as
cheap as stone, and far more durable.
It will resist crushing, frost, and heavy
shocks, and can be employed for tubes,
vats, tiles, chimneys, etc. It is avail
able for all kinds of decorative pur
poses; and a large building made of
the material will form an attractive ob
ject es tho Taris exhibition next year.
—Chambers’s Journal.
Deltaations Unloaded.
“I told him that he wasn't my ideal
man, and he told me I wasn’t his ideal
girl.”
“And them?”
“Then we felt perfectly safe to go
ahead and get married.”—Chicago
Record.
Fifty Cents Will Stop Your Sc ra tching.
Whether ft is from tetter, eczema, ringworm,
•Alt rheum, or any other skin trouble, use Tet
ferine, and accept no substitute. claimed by the
dealer to be “Just as good.’’ Nothing else is just*
as good. If yeur drng&Jst can’t supply you,
send in stamps to J. T. Shuptrine. Savan
nah, Ga., for a Lox postpaid.
When a man is hungry a rare steak is less
desirable than one that is plentiful.
Beauty Is Blood Deep.
Cleun blood means a clean skin. No
beauty without it. Cascarets, Candy Catbar
iic etSNSu yoiii "blood an-4 R -vleun, by
stirring up the lazy liver and driving all im
purities from the body. Begin to-day to
banish pimples, boils, blotches, blackheads,
and that sickly biHons complexion by taking
Cascarets. —beauty for ten cent*. Ail drug
gists, satisfaction guaranteed, 100, 25c, 50c-
The mosquito never waits until the first of
the month to send in bis little bill.
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An Excellent Combination.
The pleasant method and beneficial
effects of the well known remedy,
Syrup of Figs, manufactured by the
California Fig Syrup Co., illustrate
the value of obtaining the liquid laxa
tive principles of plants known to be
medicinally laxative and presenting
them in the form most refreshing to the
taste and acceptable to the system. It
is the one perfect strengthening laxa
tive, eleansing the system effectually,
dispelling colds, headaches and fevers
gently yet promptly and enabling one
to overcome habitual constipation per
manently. Its perfect freedom from
every objectionable quality and sub
stance, and its acting on the kidneys,
liver and bowels, without weakening
or irritating them, make it the ideal
laxative.
In the process of manufacturing figs
are used, as they are pleasant to the
taste, but the medicinal qualities of the
remedy are obtained from senna and
other aromatic plants, by a method
known to the California Fig Syrup
Co. only. In order to get its beneficial
effects and to avoid imitations, please
remember the full name of the Company
printed on the front of every package.
CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO,
SAN FRANCISCO, CAL.
LOUISVILLE, KY. NEW YORK, N. Y.
For sale by all Druggists. —Price 50c. per bottler
GOLDEN CROWN
LAMP CHIMNEYS
Are the beat. A.k for them. Celt no more
then common oblmnort All dealer*.
riTTSUIIMG GLASS UO , Allegheny, Ffc.
lf .o , rT. c ffX ß j Thompson’s Eye Water
College of Dentistry.
DENTAL DEPARTMENT
Atlanta Co 11 ear® and Snrgeons
01 J>est Com.cgb in £tatß. Thirteenth An
axial Session opens Oct. B: closes April 30th.
Those coatemp aMn< the stu4y of Dentistry
should write for calsloctie.
Address 8. W. FOSTER, Dean.
62. A3 lwu»n BMx.. Atlanta. Gsu