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ITo stands the tost where souls are triod,
And truest honor finds.
Who cofiquers, manfully, the pride
That rules iu feebler minds;
"Who seeks not rest in life’s career.
Nor yet beyond the gr ave;
Whoso heaven is duty’s noblest sphere—
iVof that which idlers crave.
lie covets not the iordling’s pfciee,
Nor vainly strives to scan
Thl Master’s mind, but asks for graca
To do tlie best he can.
His peace not torpor of the soul,
But harmony within—
Benouncing self to reach the goal
And triumph over sin.
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j^**V$LEAB weather is
If . a always prayed for
X. on ‘ ‘steamer day”
at Nassau. If Na3
/ san. civilized like most places oth
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daily mail commu
with the
rest of the world,
“steamer day”
gjgSS pMglggag would much not as menu it now so
does to its iuhab
Dalits and visitors.
The passengers laud, Waiting
friends rush forward to' greet some;
others walk through a row of curious
on either side and up toward the
hotel. Small native boys rush about
aud besiege them with all manner of
requests: “Carry your bag. boss?”
“Drive for you, boss?” “Does you
want a boy, lady?”
By uoon the excitea.ent had moder
ated, aud we strolled down to the
wharf aud pitched silver coins into
Hie clear water thirty feet deep, to
see small boys dive and briug them
from the white sand bottom, where
they lay clearly visible.
I strolled away from my eoaipaa
Sous, And. passing several small
schooners laden with sponges, lying
along the wharf—each with two or
three ragged children, a native or two,
and perhaps a sallo.w-faced, scrawny
white man, lounging or chewing
sugar cane—I came to one cleaner
looming than the rest. She was built
as all ' the Bahama echoonars. with
fine clipper bows, a rounded stern, I
aud small masts and spars. She was
uaatly painted, aud on her stern were
the words “Lillian,” with liar home
port, “Wallings Island.”
As I stood looking at her, suddenly
a yonug woman came up the eornpau
ion way and said:
“Good-day.”
i . Good-day,” I answered, “You’ve j
some “Yes,” some she distauce replied, have you “from not?” the j !
farthest of the out-islands. I sup- j
pose you're from across the sea?” j
To my affirmative reply she, to my I
surprise, said:
“And how was Irving’s Faust? I
should so dearly lore to see Ellen
Terry as Marguerite,”
After a moment’s pause, during
which time I vainly sought to fathom
in my mind howawomau o:i a Bahama
Island schooner could have followed
Loudon theatrical matters so closely,
T gave her my unbiased opinion of
the matter. She was then silent, and
i meanwhile had au opportunity to
study this Bahama curiosity.
She was about twenty-six years old,
and was neatly dressed in an inex¬
pensive light material. Her luxuriant
hair, of a dark brown color, was
tastefully arranged, aud she wore a
large-brimmed, but not unbecoming,
straw bat, which had' evidently aeeq
better days. Although much burnt,
1 could see her skin was fair and her
bauds delicately formed. Her expres¬
sion was oue of demure sadness, aud
after my study I came to the conclu¬
sion that she was a more thau ordin¬
arily handsome woman, I decided to
continue tbe conversation.
“May I c.o’4i aboard?" I ventured
to say.
“Certainly,” was the reply. “John’s
gone out to the steamer anil I’m keep¬
ing watch for him. 1 shall be glad to
have you tell mo the news. We get
little except when we come to Nassau.”
( ( Who is John?” I wondered, “aud
bow much news can people get who
only lelv on Nassau for it?”
I stepped on board, however, and
my fair hostess, excusing herself for
a moment, stepped down into the
cabin aud returned a moment after
with two small chairs, which she
placed under a small awuing which
shaded half the cockpit.
She motioned for me to be seated,
and I obeyed. There was silence for
a moment after we sat down aud theu
my hostess said, speaking very slowly
and with evident effort:
“You must think it very strange
(hat I spoke t6 you and have allowed
1 Wo talk to me, but I saw you were
^Uemaii, {^anxious and to I do grow and talk so lonely with
see
igmrom ^^ladios the great world the hotel, now and if I
up at
'"a.' * * j i% I do not know, to them, and for 1
f jb ?§nPn»ee W ’’» queer
- P at me, and I haven’t
v »jjto them. John
MANHOOD.
Once on the plow backward his hand ho lays,
His ove ne’er turns;
Fortune he seeks in vinue's ways,
Ill-bought success he spurns.
Looking his follow in the faco YtCT
He sees God’s Imago there;
Whate'er may help to lift the raca,
His hand is quick to share;
Ilcekly ho takes lire’s dally tasks
As part of heaven’s great plan;
This boon—aught else domed—he asks,
To bo a manly man.
Angels attend on such an one,
And stars their courses move
To light his pathway to the throne
And garnish it with love.
Trolaud, iu Springfield Republican,
i doesn’t seem to care for anything
J sponges and salt and wrecks.”
j “Sponges aud salt and wrecks?” I
i asked myself. “What manner of man
may John be?”
“Yes,” continued my hostess, “it’s
very lonely on Wallings. You see
there are only 075 people on the
island, aud of these only about
are white, while I don’t suppose there
> are forty I know. We’re .180 miles
J from John Natsau, to bring and me although over there, I’m he
i come but three times a year, unless
there s a wreck. ”
“A wreck?” I asked.
“Yes,” she went ou nonchalantly,
“we don't have much hick now-a
days.
“Wo haven’t had a good wreck since
the big Spanish steamer went down
on Eleuthera three years ago.”
The situation dawned. My fair
friend was the wife, daughter or sister
of a Bahama wrecker—perhaps pirate.
“What's the matter? You seem
disturbed.”
I murmured in a rambling way
something about wrecking being a
pleasant occupation,
“Oh, I see,” and she laughed, and
a wonderfully musical laugh it was,
too. • “ You are shocked at Johu’s fie
lag a wrecker. John doesn’t really
wreck ships. He merely helps to
strip them when they are wrecked.”
I felt relieved, but dire memories of
childhor.d tales of false lights and
murdered crews would come iu my
mind.
“And who ia John?” I’askeu.
“Ah, John is the dearest, sweetest,
noblest fellow living—that’s John,
I’m sure you’d like him.”
I tried again.
“Were yon bora on Watlings?”
“Oh, dear, no. I was wrecked
there. Wasn’t it romantic to lie
wrecked on the island Columbus first
landed on?’
I mildly remarked that I had been
taught Columbus first landed on San
Salvador or Cat Island,
“Oh, my, no. You’re quite wrong.
It’s been proved he first came ashore
at Watlings. Why, I often, ou fine
mornings, get Johu'to drive me over
to the southeastern point of the island
where it is thought he came ashore.
There’s the loveliest white beach
there, aud the broad blue ocean
stretches out and away before you as
you look eastward. I make Jolm go
away, for Johu isn’t romantic, you
know, and then I sit down and close
my eyes aud I see the queer oid
fashioued shi|)3 with their worn sails,
their high stern and the royal ban¬
ners waving, tossing at anchor be¬
yond the reef; I see the line of boats
with flashing oars advancing; I see
the dusky Iudian forms standing at
the edge of the wood, aud just above
where the surf breaks on the beach I
see the old mariner kneel under the
banner of Spain, his sword uplifted
and his eyes raised to heaven.
.“Oh, it’s a glorious picture, and I
never tire of calling it for!**. Life ou
Watlings, you see, has its compensa¬
tions.”
As the woman told this story, she
unconsciously acted it out, rose from
her chair, and with flaming eyes aud
cheeks, a new and fair Columbus led a
fancied band. I had grown deeply
interested and I determined to know
her history.
“Tell me about yourself,” I said,
“and how it comes that you, with
your evident eduoatiou and accom¬
plishments, choose to live ou a place
so remote and lonely as . Watlings
Island.”
She blushed a little, was silent a
moment, and then in a low voice
said;
“Well, i don’t mind telling you.
It’s not a long story. I see I’ve given
you a wrong impression, for, iudeed,
although it is lonely at times, I’m
really very happy and I wouldn’t
change places with any woman. I am
an English woman, and I was born
near London. My father was a civil
engineer in good circumstances, and
with a twin sister I had every possible
advantage of education. My mother
died when I was about fifteen, aud as
we had no near relatives we were much
with cur father. We were near
enough to London to run in of an
evening to the theatres and the opera;
we had a pleasant society of our own;
we read much, sang and played agood
deal, and rode continually.
“Ten years ago last autumn ray
father met with a sudden business re¬
verse. He was offered a remunerative
1
‘To thine own self be true.and it will follow, as sight the day, thou cans’t not then be false to any man.”
LINCGLNTON, GA.. THURSDAY, AUGUST 24,1899.
post in California, and decided to
there. A ship belonging to a friend
of his was just about to sail for the
Isthmus; we were offered a passage on
her at a low rate, and m three days’
time found ourselves at sea. I needn't
tell you of the voyage. It was all new
and strange to us, of course, and we
two girls were the pets of the ship.
“I saw with relief my father, who
had broken much under his losses, im¬
prove in health and spirits, and as we
neared the tropics the glowing sunset
skies were emblematic of our hopes of
life in the new world.
< ( We had been out some thirty days
when one afternoon as the sun set in
a dark bank of clouds and the air was
close aud sultry, I noticed the eaotain
1 looked anxious and heard him say
something about the ‘Bahama reefs’
to U the mate
“That night a hurricane struck us,
and for hours we were iu what seemed
a dull gray cavern of water and sky.
The snip plunged madly before the
gale, and with our father we sat iu the
cabin, clasped in each others arms..
“The morning broke scarce less
dark than the night. Suddenly the
wind shifted and the ship righted and
seemed to stand quivering, like au
over-driven horse. A few minutes
passed when, with a wild roar, the
storm was on us once more, and we
drove madly iu another direction.
There was a sudden crash, my father
aprang, "half dragging us toward the
eompatiionway. I saw a huge wall of
water rolling down upon us—it fell
aud all grew dark. I rembmber a sen
sation of sinking, of being whirled
around, a dull, booming noise in my
ears, aud I opened my eves to find
myself lying ou a sandy beach, two
rough men looking down on me, while
a third and was”chattng younger one, kneeling be
side me, my hands. Fright
ened, but too weak to scream, I feebly
said:
“ ‘Where am I?’
< t t On Waitings Island, Miss,’ said
the young man.
“ ‘Yes,’ said one of the older men,
‘and a narrow squeak von had for it,
too. If I hadn’t thought it was
mighty queer seaweed washing iu over
yon reef, you wouldn't have beeii talk¬
ing now.’
» ( i Where’s my father?’ I said.
“ ‘With all the rest,’ was the reply.
“ ‘Hush!’ said the younger man,
‘see liow weak she is?’
“Then awoke' I fainted
“I to find myself on a rude
cot iu a small cottage, tended M- a
natife who only spoke a Sprfinsh
patois. The wreckers, for such they
were, bad carried me there. The sun
was shining brightly and ihe storm
was over. Days passed, and when T.
could go about I learnt that I had ;
been the only one saved of the entire
bark’s gulfed crew. her and Tbe drowned wave that all but had en- j |
my
self had washed me over the coral reef ;
on which the bark bad had struck. The |
wreckers ou the shore seen me,
and daring ° the waves, high even be- |
tween the reef and the shore, had
rowed out and rescued me just as I
was sinking. did
“Utterly crushed as I was, I
not at first realize my position. I was
told I could go to Nassau on a !
schooner in about a month, but I felt
no inclination to do aught but stay
where fate had thrown me. The young
wrecker was very kind to me.
“Meanwhile I grew well and strong
in the soft warm air and under the
tropic skies. I learnt to like the wild
life, aud the few white people and all
the natives half worshiped me. One
anil day a schooner brought some papers;
I read our bark bad been given
up as lost and ray name was among
those drowned. These papers recalled
me to myself and J determined I
would go to Nassau, and, if I could,
thence to England.
“I told the young wrecker, who had
become my firm friend and companion,
and whom I bad taught to read, of my
decision.
“ ’Well, Miss,’ he said, ‘if you feel
it is so, I suppose you’re right, but I
hate to think of losing you.’
“This and his evident sorrow touched
me, and made me think whether in
the world to which I was returning I
would find such simple, loyal devo¬
tion as had here been mine. When
the day came for my doparturo all the
inhabitants turned out to bid me fare¬
well. A queen could not have had a
more loyal leave-taking than the ‘Eng
lish Miss,’ as they called me. The
young wrecker went with me. He said
he had business in Nassau. That
night—a night so soft and sweet it
seemed as if storms had never brooded
there, the Southern Cross blazing low
on tbe horizon—the wrecker came to
where I sat on the deck of the iittle
schooner.
(6 « Miss,’ he said, ‘I am nothing but
a “Concli,” a poor ignorant Bahama
native, but I can’t bear to have you
go away. We all love you, and I more
than all. I must tell you. You know
onr life is poor and rude, that we are
far away from the world, but if you
won’t blame me for even daring to
hope, Miss, you know I have the
handsomest schooner of the Watlings
fieet and the best cottage on the island.
I am sure I’d do my best to make you
forget your troubles, Miss, and the
sponge fishin’ is better, Miss, and
there’s a good many wrecks yet, Miss
—and I love you, Miss.”
Here she stopped and cheeked her¬
self and blushed.
“Of course you spoke kiadiy to
him,” I said, “and told him you were
sorry, but ho musn’t speak again--”
“Of course I didn’t. You’re like
all men. What’s the name of this
schooner?”
“Lillian,” I replied wonderingly.
“Well, that’s my name, aud here,”
as a tall, broad-shouldered, roughly
dressed young man appeared on the
wharf, a bunch of ro3es in his hand,
and eyed me curiously, “here’s my
wrecker, aud his name is .John.”
A NOTED DEWEY DUEL.
no Took the Itttijty of President Jackson
From t.he Constitution’s How.
Captain Samuel Dewey, who said
, cousin of Admiral Dewey,
»
who had figured picturesquely m
African history, died recently in a
tenement house in Philadelphia. He
was ninety-three years old, and passed
away poor aud alone.
He was a natiye of Falmouth,Mass.,
the son of an army captain, but when
thirteen years old became a seaman.
He rose rapidly and became first mate
of the ship Topaz. He followed the
sea until he was t»venty-seveu years
old, and it was aft*r the last voyage
that the picturesque incident occurred.
It was in 1834 yvhen the recon¬
structed frigate Constitution was
launched in Charlestown, Mass. The
commandant of the navy yard there
was Commodore Elliott, supporter of
Andrew Jackson. He replaced the
ship’s allegorical figurehead by a like¬
ness of the President. Commodore
Hull opposed this idea, but it was
sauctioned by the Secretary of the
* a LY’
M hen it . became known that the
f n g, ate bore the figure ot President
f, T ackso f tli ere was a sharp discussion
throughout the country. 1 he trigate
was anchored m Charlestown Harbor
and guarded by two other warships.
It was t'gund one morning, however,
j that The daring the figurehead act had performed been cut by away. Cap¬
was
tain Dewey, then twenty-eight years
old. He was audacious enough to
the ,, bgurehead , , to , Washington , .
and present it to President Jackson.
He engaged in the South American
shipping trade as a ship broker iu
183j>, ^with offices at No. 77 South
street, New York. Having amassed
considerable wealth, he abandoned
the brokerage business in 1845 and
turned his attention to mineralogy
and* incidentally to political mattera.
«« became a power with the adminis
rations ot Presidents Polk and Tay-
101 ’
He disco, ■'red in Virginia the larg
esb American d unond ever found.
During a tram} ii ' tour through New
Jersey he picket up the largest Atner
! . can 1 ^ 7 e t “ f scoveved. It is now
, * r AtUral a feeleQC0S .
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1 hilactelphia.
Food That ' .oducos Cancer.
Ac , arf.ee .... o- Dr. „ W E Wiliams,
contributed t- .he London Lancet de
clar es thac 110 oi3ler dlseasfl exk.b.ts
such ! an immense increase during ] the
last half century as cancer, and that
probably no single factor is more po¬
tent in determinating the outbreak of
cancer in the predisposed than high
feeding. There can be no doubt, be
says, that the greed for food mani¬
fested by modern communities is al¬
together out of proportion to their re¬
quirements —- many indications, iu
fact, point to the gluttonous consump¬
tion of meat which is such a character
istic feature of the present age as like¬
ly to be especially harmful in this re¬
spect. Dr. Williams cites statistics
to show that the consumption of meat
has for many years been advancing,
until it has now reached the amazing
total 131 pounds per head yearly,
which is more than double what it
was half a century ago, when the con¬
ditions of life were really more exact¬
ing and more compatible with high
feeding. Dr. Williams remarks that
when excessive quantities of such
highly stimulating forms of nutriment
are iugestgd by persons whose cellular
metabolism is defective, it seems prob¬
able that there may thus be excited
iu those parts of the body where vital
processes are still active such over¬
abundant and disorderly proliferation
as may result in cancerous disease.
A Hare Churclt Offer! iik.
An offertory bag iu an English rural
church was recently found to contain
a very rare specimen of a seventeenth
century token made of copper, which
had apparently been dropped into the
receptacle in mistake foe a farthing.
The curio was valued by a local dealer
at $3.50. A description of the article
and the circumstances under which it
was found were affixed to the church
porch, but the donor seemed ashamed
to turn up and explain matters. A
few days afterward tha clergyman re¬
ceived a typewritten letter from an ad¬
dress a long distance from the church,
stating that if the token were sent to
“X. Y. 21.,” care of the householder,
a remittance of $2.50 would be received
in exchange. It was duly seat in a
registered letter, and a postal order
arrived in return.
Inventors Raffled.
At the beginning of every summer
the wonder is renewed aud increased
that, with all our modern improve¬
ments, some one does not invent a
practicable scheme for regulating the
temperature of our houses as effec¬
tively iu the hot months as in winter.
—Providence Journal.
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OUTGROWN.
I sometimes tear ttiey’ll turn her head
Ami make the lassie vain,
'Because her obeeks are rose-leaf red;
Her eyes like sun-lit rain.
To me she once would run far praise
Or sympathy when sad.
But I’m nobody nowadays,
I’m only just “her dad.”
She’s been to school until she knows
Far more than I; ’tis truth.
She’s like a duchess when she goes
Out walking witli some youth.
With me she once trod leafy ways,
Nor cared [or any lad.
But I’m nobody nowadays,
I’m only just “her dad.”
’Twas all in vain I undertook
Some talk of frocks and frills
And so la silence now I look
With reverence on the bills.
I treasure still the old-time phrase—
She says its form is bml.
I’m so oid-fnshioued nowadays!
I'm only just “her dad.”
—Washington Siar,
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Edith—“Chappie is wearing a look
of importance.” Lena—“Yes, and it’s
a horrible misfit.”—Life.
“What did Finuerty give the
bride?” “Two fire-escapes and a
jumping net.”—Cleveland Plain
Dealer.
“I thought you were going to have
your cellar made water-tight?” “I
was, but I found a canoe was much
cheaper. ”—Life.
“So old l'absley is dead, eh? Well,
well! Did he leave anything?” “Yes.
It broke his heart to do it, but he left
everything.”—Tit-Bits.
Timid Guest—“Is this hotel fire¬
proof?” Transient—“Give it up.
You sec, they have never had a fire
here.”—Philadelphia North American.
You say that ruin must occur,
Oh! tell us, gentle sceptic,
Are you a greut philosopher
Or just a plain —Washington dyspeptic?
Star.
Customer—“What is the’meaning
of that sign. ‘Painless Barbers?’”
Barber—“The barbers in this shop
are not allowed to talk while shaving.”
—New York Journal.
There was an old girl in New Guinea.
Who though short was remarkably skuinea,
In the season ot drought
Hhe never went ought,
Just stayed home aud looked sweet and
played shuinoa. —Yale Record.
Miss Topnot—“Isn’t it too bad
about this Look?” Miss Panhandle—•
“Why, what is the matter?” Miss
Topnot—“Why, I didn’t discover un¬
til I had finished it that I had read it
before.”—Detroit Free Press.
“William, wake up; there’s some¬
body pounding on the back door.”
“Don’t- be scarred, Susan. I ordered
our new stepladder delivered at mid¬
night so the neighbors wouldn’t find
out we had one."—Chicago Record.
“The gentleman from Squedunk is
a thief, a liar, and--” “Bang!”
went the gavel, and the presiding of¬
ficer exclaimed; “Thegentleman will
please address his remarks to the
Chair.”—Philadelphia North Ameri¬
can.
“What does M. C. after a gentle¬
man’s name stand for?” inquired the
foreign visitor, “Oh,” replied the
man who considered himself a wag,
“that can stand for a lot of things—
‘Mighty Conversational’ — for in¬
stance.’—Washington Star.
“You break our engagement be¬
cause I am poor,” she said, scorn¬
fully. “If I were worth a million
you would insist upon an early mar¬
riage.” “Certainly, for then I could
support you in a style worthy of the
woman I love.”—Detroit Free Press.
An old Cornish woman, who had
prospered from small beginnings, was
asked how she had got on so well.
“Ah! you see, sir,” said she, “most
people be alius thinking of what they
do want; but I and my old man we be
alius thinking of what we can do with¬
out.”
How Wilhelm Helped llhodes.
There is a capital story of Mr.
Rhodes and the German Emperor iu
To-Day. It may be too good to be
true, but it is certainly good enough
to|repeat. To the Emperor William
Mr. Rhodes was heard to say ; “And
why did you send that telegram?
That telegram was the saving of me.
Every one thought I was ruined. I
thought I was ruined. Theu your
telegram came and saved me.” “But
why,” said the Emperor, “were they
so exoited about it?” “Oh,” replied
Mr. Rhodes, “it was just like boys at
school. When they are whacking a
boy very often every one will join in
the cry against him; but they
wouldn’t let a boy from another
school join in. More likely it would
creata a reaction in favor of the of¬
fender. You were the boy from the
other sehool, you see.” To-Day adds
that, so far from being offended by
this plain speaking, the Emperor ap¬
pears to have been much impressed
by it.
Raisiuc Tame Quail.
An enterprising young Missourian
in Morgan County is said to have
built up an extensive traffic in tame
quail. They are, he claims, more
easily raised than chickens, aud far
more profitable, selling alive at $4 a
dozen for table use, or Svhen tame at
$5 a pair as pets. The eggs hatch
well, either uuder quail or common
hens. The care aDd food are much
like those of chickens, and the birds
prove hardy and free from disease.
The coops are only a foot high, cov¬
ered over the top, aud are movable
A SMART OURANG-OUTANG;
Yarn About One Out at Service in
Iloriteo Hotel.
.
At Pontianak, almost under
equator, on the south-west coast
Borneo. 1 had occasion to remain
a considerable period and was
in a pasugran fa hotel maintained
ihe natives, at the expense of
Dutch government, for the
dation of any Dutch officials or
who may come that way).
To ray intense astonishment,
learned after my arrival at this
gran that among the help regularly
inched to the place was au ora
otitang. known to the native
as Ki-cs. lie was about four feet
hut strikingly human in
and ordinarily accustomed to walk
Siam! erect, f u ntold that Kees.
knew and readily responded to
nani", was ten or perhaps fifteen
of age. and had been at the
front his childhood.
One day a Chinese peddler came
the pasagran with an assortment of
five trousers of cheap,
prints. The Dyaks called them bat
or pakilan. 1 bought a number
pairs, presenting one to a native
who was in the house at the time,
others io the servants, all the white
tabling one of the brightest. Kees
been sitting in the family group
ing wliat was going on. After
bating my presents to the others.
looked laughingly at the
anil said. ’’Kees, you don't get
Instantly 1 regretted my attempt at
joke.
The poor creature began sobbing,
tear streaming down his face, and
was not until I had with evident
iu ni.v toii^s hastily called ou;,
mind. Kees: you shall have these,”
fering him the brightest colored
of the lot. that the ntias regained
composure.
Kees actually put on the trousers
wore them every Sunday, taking a.
stick in his hand cane-fashion,
walking around the house with much
gravity. ’ • f ^
He habitaually ate rice and
with the servants at their meals.
would bring me my slippers, or
glass of water, or a bunch of
when I ordered him to do so.
would hold my horse as long as I
sired, and. when otherwise
would sit on the piazza and watch
smoke.- J. T. Van Gestel, in The v
mopolitan.
A CATERER'S TOUT.
Has a Regular Profession of Ills
in London.
Fetv business men pay mere in
way of commission tips,
and so on, than do refreshment
ers, and providers for bean feasts anj
entertainments given by great firmj
and societies, says London Answers
“First of all,” said a great London
terer to the writer, "employes of our'
swallow a small fortune in paying
fees to join various orders, societies
minor clubs, smoking concert commit;
tees, angling bodies and the like
There is no society in any distriiv
with any considerable number cij
members that has not With some regard membej; set
who is paid by us. to wf
cieties likely to yield us a return,
instruct our agents to push themselre
forward as much as possible and
them with funds. We get an
amount of business in this way
always give a commission to any offiY
cial of any club or society that
us the contract, for in our
sweetening’ is universal. We
one smart clerk whose sole duty it
to register all convivial and
clubs and sccieties and the date
their probable feastings and
events. He makes out lists months
fore the events and then we are
them. I have personally paid
sands of pounds in subscription
to all sorts of bodies and one of my
tive partners is a paying member
over three hundred bodies of one
or another. He turns up it scores
their meetings—an hour here and
hour there—and he spends money
ly among fcllfjjv^ members.”
GEORGIA RAILROA
—A A I>—
Connections.
For Information as to Rontea, Sol
—nles and Rates, Both—
Passenger and Frelgi
Write to either of the undersigned.
Yon will reoe've prompt reply a
reliable information.
JOE. W. WHITE, A. G. JACKffcfc
T. P. A. G. P.
Augusta,
8. W. WILKES, H. K.
G. F. St r. A. r
Atlanta. A
W. W. S. HARDWICKflj A. Ag
Macon.
M. R. HUD302W
S. F. A. 3
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