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THE GIRL WHO LAUGHS,
The girl who laughs—God bless her !—
Thrice blesses herselt the while;
No music ot' earth
Has nobler worth
Than that which voices a smile.
The girl who laughs—life needs her;
There is never an hour so sad
But wakes and thrills
To the rippling trills
Of the laugh of a lass who’s glad.
—Ladles’ Home Journal.
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* Ev Saury Pain.
“But does it never occur to you,”
asked the citrate as he poured two
teasuoonsfi - .! of coffee into Ms cup,
“does it never occur to you to ask
yourself what is the good of it all?”
“Never,” said the millionaire with
decision. <
“You never regret—you see, after all
money is net everything, is it?”
“That observation is frequently
made,” said the millionaire, thought¬
fully, “and it is misleading. Money is
not everything, but it is much nearer
to being everything than anything elsa
is. There is quite a good deal of cant
talked, about money. It is comforting
cant, of course. One gets the same
kind of thing about birth. Personal¬
ly, I always mistrust anything that
comforts.”
“But is it all cant? Take the ques¬
tion of health, for instance. Money
cannot give health, and it is better to
be well than to be wealthy.”
“I often wonder why people go on
saying that money cannot give health,
when they must see every day that
money does give health, and that pov¬
erty causes illness. If work is injuri¬
ous to me I can afford to give it up. If
% have to winter abroad I can do it
easily, without, considering the ques
l oj)eraarab r is
quijea; I can pay the man to do it, and
tinder the very best conditions, The
poor, man can^lo none of these things.
My ordinary way of life is much more
healthban his. The food that I eat
is of the best quality and in perfect
condition, while he eats adulterated
rubbish and stale garbage. His house
is ill warmed and insanitary, arid
mine is perfect in these respects. The
poor man dies, and in nine cases out of
ten it serves him right.”
“Isn’t that rather a terrible thing
to say?” said the curate, nervously,
playing with his spoon. n
“In nine cases out of ten poverty is
the result of stupidity. Y r ou blame a
man for his moral defects, and I blame
him for his mental defects; one is just
as fair as the other. And both the
mental and moral defects are about
-equally capable of remedy.”
“Surely not,” said the curate, earn¬
est]}", “A sinner may be reclaimed,
but you cannot give a man an intel¬
lect.”
‘‘You should use the same word in
both cases. You may reclaim a man’s
intellect just as you reclaim his mor¬
als. I have dont it. I did it in my
own case, I admit that mental re¬
clamation, like moral reclamation, is
rare.”
“It all seems so dreary and fatalis¬
tic,” said the curate.
“So it is,” the millionaire agreed
cordially. “As I told you, I don’t like
comforting cant. The best fable that
ever was written was the fable of the
fox and the sour grapes. Everybody’s
a gentleman who feels like it, and
wealth is not everything. Oh, yes! I
know these consolatory stories for
those who are out of it. But they are
only stories, and, as a matter of fact,
wealth is everything, as near as you
can get it. What wealth cannot do
nothing else can.”
The curate seemed to reflect for a
moment.
“Tell me,” he said darkly, “do you
value the affection of your relatives
and friends and those whom you have
about you?”
“Of course,” the millionaire owned.
“Perhaps one values that most of all.”
“And do you mean to tell me,” asked
-the curate, flushed with triumph, “that
that kind of thing can be bought with
money?”
The millionaire concentrated his at¬
tention on his cigar with the air of a
man who can provide a platitude with¬
out troubling to think.
“But, of course,” he said, “you can
buy affection as easily as you can buy
a pound of tea, and on almost the same
commercial principles.”
The curate stuck to it.
•To thine own self be true, and it will follow, as night the day, thou cans’tnot then be false to any man.”
LINCOLNTON, GA . THURSDAY, JUNE 12.1<)02.
“Are you sure that it is genuine af¬
fection?” he said.
“There,” said the millionaire, “I
don’t trouble myself. I get respect
and subservience while I am there, and
really I don’t care what they say when
1 am not there. You see, I don’t think
about these people very much. It would
annoy me if they showed hostility to
me while I was with them. It would
give one all the trouble of having to
think of new things to say. But they
are perfectly welcome to say what they
like behind my back, because they
haven’t got any money worth mention¬
ing, or any position, and they don’t
matter. But as a matter of fact,
money can generally buy genuine af¬
fection, an affection that is just as real
as that where there has been no value
received.”
“Really, this is too cynincal,” said
the curate.
“Not at all,” replied the millionaire;
“in fact, I am on the whole les cyn¬
ical than you. I still believe in grati¬
tude, and it would appear that you
don’t. Generosity is an admirable and
popular quality. You must admit
that. And it is very easy for a rich
man to be generous; he just plugs in a
few present, as a gardener puts in
seeds, and afterwards he gets the
fruits—quite genuine fruits, too. I
sometimes wonder how anybody who is
not a millionaire believes in genuine
affection; it is certainly a luxury for
the rich.”
“Well,” said the curate, with a sigh,
“I must not let you off. We owe ?250
on the Cnureh Restoration at St. Bar¬
nabas. I’ll.see if it makes me think
more highly of you.”
“I never subscribe; I either do a
thing or l leave it alone. I’ll tell you
what I’ll do. I’ll wipe out this debt for
yon altogether if you preach the opin¬
ions you have heard from me from, the
pulpit.”
The little curate got quite excited.
“I’d sooner steal the money and then
cut my throat,” he said. “If I could
have ail ycur money at the price of,
‘yoin* views ^ofTife^s^veli, I
wouldn’t do it.”
The millionaire smoked for a mo¬
ment or two in silence.
“You’re not a bad sort of fool,” he
said at last—Biaclc and White.
Tlie Musical Guainites.
The Guamites are a musical people.
The well-to-do own pianos, and are
fair musicians; others have organs,
and many, many more possess accor¬
dions. They enjoy singing and are
fond of American popular songs, such
as “After the Ball,” etc. Their own
songs are rather weird and mournful,
though always harmonious. At night,
the voices rise in sharp, nasal tones,
singing the “novena,” a term applied
to nine days of special worship to
some particular saint. Novenas are
ever in evidence; for no sooner do they
finish with one than it is time for an¬
other to begin; consequently “neigh¬
borhood sings” are frequent.
The accordions are pleasing to the na¬
tives at their dances and fandangoes or
weddings. These latter always occur
Thursday mornings at 4 o’clock. The
names are cried in the church three
times before the wedding; Wednesday
evening there is a social gathering oi
the families and friends of the brk 1 '
and bridegroom, with dancing and re¬
freshments; guests accompany the
happy pair to the church, where the
priest unites them. Often there are
three or four weddings on the same
morning, and happiness reigns su¬
preme.—The Independent.
Old Newspapers.
Surely there is nothing more dead on
the earth than yesterday’s newspaper.
A walk down the main or branch
paths of the mortuary set apart at the
British Museum for these mayflies or
ephemerae of '.he printing press might
invite to funereal reflection on ink
slung in vain, on paper misspent. Yet
it would seem that a very live industry
is connected with the exhumation of
old numbers and that these must be
deposited within easy reach of London.
Hence the British Museum is going to
spend £18,000 on a new old news¬
paper site. The papers are to be cart¬
ed off to Henden and there deposited
not in the lake, but in a building made
expressly for them, The files can be
ordered up to one of the reading rooms
of the British Museum as required.
London is no longer big enough for the
newspapers. We believe it is held by
one of the great public librarians that
there is no such thing as a superfluous
book on the earth. And seemingly
there are those who do not think there
is a newspaper too many.—Lon¬
don Saturday Review.
In Praise of Insects as Food.
Admitting that it becomes argu¬
mentatively impossible to eat a cut¬
let, humanity may still be'*saved from
the extremes of a vegetarian diet. A
French entomologist, M. Bagin, has
discovered a half-way house, which
he cordially recommends in the shape
of insect food. He speaks on the
subject with authority, “having tasted
several hundred species of raw, boiled,
fried, broiled, roasted and hashed in¬
sects.” Regarding spiders as a side
dish, he finds two objections—“they
are not insects, and they live on ani¬
mal food." M. Dagin’s recipe for cock¬
roach soup is as follows: “Pound
your cockroaches in a mortar; put in a
sieve and pour in boiling water or beef
stock. Connoisseurs prefer this to real
bisque.” The perfect insect, he con¬
tinues, in most appetizing style, may
be shelled and eaten like a shrimp.
Caterpillars are pronounced a light
food, of easy digestion, and may be
eaten “out of the hand,” raw if pre¬
ferred. But the most popular insect
food of all is locust fiou-, which the
Bedouins take boiled in milk or fried
and served with rice. We remember a
certain “Garibaldi biscuit,” which al
ways suggested an inside layer of
squashed flies.
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Dents Brogan beats the world.
Our One Dollar and Fifty Cents Shoes are simply superb. Two Dollar and
Our Two Dollar Yici Kid Shoes a big value. Our
Fifty Cents Hand-sewed Shoes are the best on the market.
We can give vou Ladies Shoes at 75c, but the Shoes we want to sell
rou art $1.00 anil $1.25 Ladies every day Shoes and our $1.25 and $1.50
Ladies Dress Shoes. They are RE!) HOT BARGAINS and don’t you
forget it. Now our $2.00 Ladies Shoes are as good as anybody’s $3.00
Shoes. Shoes this
We never forget the Children and Babies and this line of
«eason is better than ever before.
HATS! HATS! HATS!
Our prices in Hats are simply Tornado Swept. We give you Boys
Hats 10c, a real good Hat 25c. Men’s Felt Hats G5c, Men’s Extra Good
Felt Hats $1.00, and so on to the end. within mile of this in
We don’t expect any one to come a us season and be
Price and Quality. When in the city be sure to Call and Examine
Convinced.
GREAT EASTERN SHOE C«,
907 Broad Street, Augusta, Ga.
To Balld Magnificent Cathedral.
A movement is on foot in the town
of Loughrea, in the diocese of Clon
fert, in Ireland, to erect a cathedral,
•which, it is the idea of the promoters,
shall he built and adorned by the best
builders and artists available. Theirs
Is a sort of Ruskin ideal that every
brush and chisel stroke shall be made
by a genuine artist. Father O’Dono¬
van, the leader, is now In New l r ork.
“We are going to make an attempt to
bring back real art into the church,”
he said last night. “Many hundreds
of thousands of dollars have recently
been spent on tbe construction of
churches, but the work has been
•sweated,* and hence, though costly,
Inartistic. The church we will build
up is already partially built, so its
style, Gothic, will be followed. We
would if building anew, choose some
more native style, perhaps a Celtic
Romanesque. The stained glass will
have real artistic merit, and the sculp¬
ture will be executed by John Hughs,
an Irishman, now engaged in Paris
with the Irish memorial to Queen Vic¬
toria. All the work, so far as possi¬
ble, will be done by native artists in
a spirit of love and reverence.”
It has been discovered that tha
Capitol of Washington is full of germs
Hot air, t seems, then, is not a good
microbe killer.
WHERE HE GOT OFF.
Bad Omens Were Too Mach for the
Philadelphia Darkey.
Detective George Fall of the city hall
force was riding up town In a Thir¬
teenth street trolley car last week
when a colored man of his acquaint¬
ance came in and sat down in the
next seat. After a brief chat the de¬
tective said: “Are you superstitious,
Sam?” “No, sub,” said Sam. “Well,
it’s a good thing you’re not,” said Fall.
“There's a cross-eyed woman sitting
opposite.” “Ya-as, suh, dat’s right,"
chuckled Sam. “And up in the corner
-is a hunchback.” "Yas, suh, I sees
him.” “See the number of the car up
there? It’s 313.” “Yas, sah.” “And
this is Thirteenth street we’re on, you
know.” "You go long, suh.” “The
cash register, as you may observe,
shows the figures 1313.” “Y'a-as, suh."
"And this is Friday.” “Ya-as.” “Also
it is the thirteenth day of the month.”
“Quit yo foolin’, man.” “It is now,"
said the detective, pulling out his
watch, “just exactly thirteen minutes
past-” The colored man had risen
to his feet. “I ain’t supahstitiou3, Mis
tah Fail,” he said, “but heah's where
I gits off. You do make a man mighty
oncomfable.”—Philadelphia Record.
Lessons of the Boer War.
It is already apparent that the
Boer experience with modern rifles
will have a permanent influence upon
German military tactics. Emperor
William and high military authorities
have been studying closely all authen¬
tic accounts of Boer battles, which de¬
scribe whole companies rising and
rushing forward to new firing posi¬
tions, as has hitherto been customary.
The Emperor has instituted the
practice of only eight or ten men ris¬
ing at once and advancing and has
decided also that all topographical
features of the field must be fully util¬
ized for the protection of the attack
ers. All the German military experts
who have returned from South Africa
agree that the attackers’ line of fire
must be much thinner than hitherto,
as heavy lines cannot attack a front
without severest losses.
As illustrating the importance
which the authorities attach to the
military lessons of the Boer war, it
may be mentioned that returning of¬
ficers in all cases get appointments to
the General Staff, where their obser¬
vations are thoroughly collated and
digested for Germany’s future use.—
Berlin Dispatch in New York Times.
“Where Ignorance Is bliss *tls foil)
to be wise” was said by Gray In hil
“Ode to Eton College.”
NO. 2.
ODDITIES OF THE ARCTICS.
How the Animals Change Color — A Do
iJie.tHf; Tyrant.
During the summer months much of
the land becomes free from snow and
ice under the joint action of sun and
wind, and the snow that resists re¬
moval is darkened by a deposit of fine
dust particles. In this season the ani¬
mals wear their darker clothing, and
birds have, by way of change, a less
gaudy plumage. The background
against which they stand would betray
their presence if the white dress of
winter were worn now;- then, too. it
makes it possible for the foxes, ducks,
and other animals and birds to gratify
a natural vanity by putting on, for a
time at least, another coat.
In winter, white is again worn. The
background is now snow and ice, and
the only chance which the Arctic
chicken now has to deceive the fox is
to roll up like a ball, and simulate a
lump of ice. The ice-bear is equipped
successfully to creep upon the ever
watchful seal, because he looks like
the other blocks of white around him.
He remembers, however, his black
nose, and is said to be sharp enough to
cover it with his paw while approach¬
ing his dozing prey.
The seal does not stop his search for
food until he has completely satisfied
his excellent appetite; then he takes a
good nap, lying upon the very edge of
the ice, or as close as possible to his
breathing hole. Thes^lightest sound
will awaken him, and, without waiting
to find out the source or direction, he
rolls into the water. He can stay un¬
der for only 35 minutes, but where he
will come up none can tell. This no
one knows better than the bear; and if
the bear realizes that it is impossible
to steal upon the leeward side of the
seal, having his black nose covered
with his paw and his bloodshot eyes
closed, when the seal has his open and
on the watch, he looks about for a fa¬
vorable point of departure, dives un¬
der the ice, and if he rightly judges the
distance and direction, he comes up at
dowm ^e^WK
thus settled, and the bear’s shrewd¬
ness earns its reward.
The beautiful eider-duck has often
been cited as an ideal mother, and
touching stories are told of her pluck¬
ing the down from her own breast to
make the nest in which to hatch her
young. It is also said that ifthehunters
take the down, she will despoil herself
for the second time, not calling upon
the selfish drake until she has literally
stripped herself. The drake is de
dared to he strict in keeping his mate
to her duties, insisting that she shall
attend to the work of hatching. If
the duck ventures upon a walk, he does
not offer to take her place while she
goes gadding about, but perhaps know¬
ing she is to fond of idleness, cruelly
drives her back to her household duty.
The duck lays only five eggs, and if
she feels that her nest is large enough
and warm enough to hoid more, she
boldly robs her neighbors, carrying
the eggs, one at a time, under her
wing, until she has seven or eight.
However, when the brood is hatched,
the drake becomes the teacher to the
young. Not in swimming, for that
comes naturally, but in diving, which
is a means of flight as well as for find¬
ing food. The little duck, coming in¬
to life above water, hesitates to risk it
by going under, nor will he follow the
oft-repeated example of his parents.
When it becomes necessary to resort
to force, the drake comeji quietly near
the unwilling pupil, suddenly throws a
wing over him, and dives down. The
little one is let go under the water,
and, coming to the surface unharmed,
even if somewhat startled, he is ready
to start diving on his own account.—
St. Nicholas.
Paintlntr on Human Skin.
Marcus Lorenzo, an Italian painter
who flourished in the last century,
one paid 200 francs for a piece of hu
man skin no larger than a dinner plate,
upon which to execute a landscape in
oils. The skin, which was chemi
cally prepared to receive the paint,
was taken from the back of an aged
woman, whose boay had been sold to a
medical man for dissecting experi
ment.s. The human parchment was
drawn tightly over a metal frame, and
the artist spent nearly seven months
in producing a painting that was after¬
wards exhibited in various salons and
ultimately realized 84,000 francs.—
Leeds Mercury.
Tbe Roar of a Waterfall.
The roar of a waterfall is produced
almost entirely by the bursting of mil
ions of air bubbles.