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THE GEORGIA RECORD. Published Weekly—Every Saturday 4OS The Grand. Atlanta, Ga. subscription: One Year... SI.OO Six Months 50 Three jfonths 30 One Month 12 Printed at 116-118 Loyd St. Advertising Rates given upon appli cation. Remit in stamps, cash, money or ex press order, or bank check. Address all letters to The Georgia Record, 408 “The Grand,” Atlanta, Ga. 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. JOOOOOGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOQOQO !;> 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 MDDOOOOCOGOOGO 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*. 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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