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wisdom's Choice.
“Martha can brew and stew and bake;
-What a good wife for some man she’ll make."
Thus spoke uncle, who thought to tease
Mary, who made no boast in these.
But Mary smiled and softly said:
‘’Though good and great, no man I’d wed
Who would not want me for his own
If I should be at work a drone.
Helpless 1 might become for years.
Then would it not bring bitter tears
To know that with my strength to do,
His love had gone and left me too?
No ! for myself alone must be
The love a man would give to me.”
—Lucy Burt, in Good Housekeeping.
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About thirty years ago a notion had
gained belief that turtle oil was a
potent remedy for rheumatism; and
a. self-styled doctor, living in my na¬
tive town, who knew how to trim
his sails to catch the popular breeze,
had offered a number of the boys of
the village a dollar a quart for all the
turtle oil that they could procure for
him.
For remedial purposes turtle oil
is prohabiy no better than goose oil,
lard or tallow; but for the time being
faith in it had sprung up, and that was
enough for this empiric doctor.
As boys, we did not rouble our¬
selves with the medical question. It
was an attractive offer, and our indi
vided attention was fixed on the dol¬
lar.
The only draw hack was that the of¬
fer came in November, so late in the
fall that the turtles at the lake had all
gone into winter quarters in the mud
of the bog, and could no longer be
captured sunning on the logs, or by
night upon the long sand-bank where
| they laid their eggs. We had a home
Jy- kpq ^^dge of their, habits, how¬
ever, andltPN? .about how deep they
burrowed while iftfoernstitig; and on
the afternoon of my story three of us
had gone to the lake, or rather to the
wide, muddy bog that bordered it,
bent on capturing a boat-load of big
turtles. An old bayonet affixed to the
■end of a short pole, and a spade with
a long handle made up my equipment
for turtle hunting; but in addition to
spades, my two fellow hunters, Alfred
and Willis, were provided, one with
a strong hay-fork, the other with a
grapnel hook lashed to the end of a
stout ash sapling.
For safety’s sake, too, we had each
an old pair of 'snow-shoes. For al¬
though the mud of the bog was now
slightly frozen over, the deep sloughs
beneath were still dangerous. The lake
itself had not yet frozen. We were
therefore able to cross over from our
shore to the bog in boat—an />ld craft
that had long been common property
among the boys for fishing excursions.
Our modus operandi can be conjec¬
tured from our outfit. Having put on
our snow-shoes, we began searching
for turtle signs, and prodding deep
into the miia with the bayonet. When
touched with the point of ihe sharp
weapon, under such circumstances, the
burrowing turtle would stir slightly,
thus differentiating itself from a sunk¬
en log or root. When the reptile was
located, the task of unearthing it was
begun with spade and grapnel.
But afternoons are short in Novem
her. We had secured no more than
three turtles, if I remember right
big, muddy, semitorpid creatures that
Jay in the bottom of the boat, hardly
stirring—when the approach of sunset
warned us to set oft for home. We
were rowing hack across the upper
reach of the lake, when directly in
front of us we saw a flock of four
loons, which we had already noticed,
-sailing to and fro, several times that
.afternoon.
“It’s queer they haven’t gone yet,”
.fc&id Alfred. “They always leave here
earlier, before it gets so cold.”
All four of the loons were swim¬
ming down across our course,—great,
handsome birds,—and one of them,
turning its head toward us, uttered the
short, singular laugh characteristic of
loons. We noticed, however, that two
of them were much smaller than the
others, and that one of the tw'o lag¬
ged about fifty feat behind the rest
as they swam.
“Those two are this year’s young
ones,” said Willis. “Perhaps they
were late hatched and aren’t large
enough to Fy far yet.”
“Oh, yes, they are,” said Alfred.
“A loon can fly, if only there is room
‘To thino own self be true, and it will follow, as night" the day, thou cans’t not then be false to any man. ”
LINCOLNTON, GA , THURSDAY, JULY 10.1902.
to rise from the water, by the time
they are half-grown."
We had come up quite near the lag¬
ging one by this time, and wondered
why it did not dive. Instead, it seem¬
ed to be making frantic attempts to
swim, yet did not progress fast, and
the others were as evidently swim¬
ming slowly to allow it to keep near
them.
“Why, I believe something's the mat¬
ter with that young loon!’’ said Wil¬
lis. “He cannot swim much. Let’s
catch him.”
Thereupon Alfred and L plied the
oars smartly, while Willis steered the
boat, and after pulling for two or three
hundred yards we came close upon the
lagging loon, wondering all the while
that it did not dive.
It continued struggling ahead on the
surface till AVillis steered the boat close
alongside, calling out to Alfred to
catch it. The young loon then made a
great effort to rise, but Alfred, drop¬
ping his oar, seized it by one wing
and pulled it into the boat.
We then saw that something was
wrong with its feet. They were not
properly webbed, but looked like club¬
feet, little deformed masses of red
flesh and bone.
The instant it felt Alfred’s grip it
uttered a wild, harsh cry; and that cry
of distress affected deeply the two
old loons. They were fully fifty yards
ahead, hut they turned instantly, with
similar wild cries, and seeming to
stand erect in the water, they flap¬
ped their powerful wings and came
directly toward the boat.
So far from being alarmed, however,
we thought it rather a good joke at
first, and made ready to strike them.
But the loons had a mode of attack
which we had not reckoned on. They
came near the boat, and with their
wings threw water over us and
straight in our faces, as hoys, while
swimming, sometimes dash water at
one another, striking it with the palms
of their hands. One who hd-l never
seen loons throw water jWith their
wingB c-fiu have little idea'of fne force
with which they propel it, or the quan¬
tity they can throw. We were quite
blinded and drenched by it, and they
kept a constant stream of it coming,
making the whole lake resound to their
loud outcries.
On a warm summer day this would
have been a mere lark; but on that
cold November night such a drench¬
ing was really a serious matter. To
add to our discomfiture, too, -while
dodging about in the boat trying to
fend the cold douches from our faces,
Alfred had his foot gripped by one of
our captive turtles. The reptile held
fast, despite vigorous kicks, and al¬
together we were in a bad way.
Willis and I had seized hay-fork and
bayonet to repel the attack, but the
Icons seemed to know their advan¬
tage. They did not come within reach,
but continued drenching us, driving
whole bucketfuls of that cold water
over us. We were soaked to the skin.
I do not believe there remained a
dry thread in the clothing of any one
of us, and our assailants kept bom¬
barding us till Alfred threw the young
Icon out on the lake. Then he had
all he could do to free his boot toe
from the turtle. Willis and I secured
the oars and paddled away. We had
bren fairly worsted; and I remem¬
ber that we were so cold and our teeth
chattered so badly that we left our
turtles in the boat overnight, and ran
home as fast as w’e could to get
warm.
These four loons remained in the
lake that fall till the evening of the
first day of December. On the morn¬
ing of the next day the club-footed
young loon was seen in a small mill¬
pond a quarter of a mile south of the
lake. The other three loons had gone.
The lake froze over for the -winter
that night.—Youth's Companion.
Extras in tlie Bill.
Clerk of the Burning Hotel (pre¬
senting bill to escaping guests)—All
guests of this hotel will please step in¬
to our new office across the street and
pay for this extra fire and water ser¬
vice.—Chicago News.
India’s Income Tax.
The income tax in India is levied
on all incomes of $115 and upward,
and then only one man in 700 comes
within its scope.
Tlie Maternal Slipper.
A mother’s slipper has saved many
a boy from a jailor’s handcuffs.—New
York Press.
There are physicians in Germany
who charge only two cents for a con¬
sultation and four cents for a visit.
New York’s Brilliant Lights.
Our city seems to furnish an . in¬
exhaustible theme for comment to for¬
eign pilgrims, and Btnil Fischer,, .a
German newcomer at the Victoria,
said: “The most New Yorkish, . thing
about New York is your garish dis¬
play of lights. Other cities In the"
world have beautiful effects. Paris is
lovely by night, hut it is softer' and
more in keeping with’ .the tone of a
city so many centuries old and of
such artistic renown. Venice has its
poetry, and London, especially when
the rains blur her millions of lights,
York is very it is picturesque, different. |but Thera with is New
such a
barbaric splendor in the way the
lights are strewn, almost in the way
your millionaires scatter their money.
The brilliant lettering along the river
front, strange combination of Arabi¬
an-night-like beauty and commercial¬
ism—-the huge cluster of lights on
Broadway, in the stores, the hotels and
even on the skyline—it is all very like
the splendid prodigality of the new
world more than anything else in your
city.—New York" Commercial Adver¬
tiser.
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Cents ■' 'Otir Brogan 'Off& DdliSr^rolgan is "better. !a; ,'wen
beats the world.
Our One Doliaivan’d "Fifty Cents Shoes are simply superb.
Our Two Dollar Yiei Kid Shoes a big value. thif Two Dollar and
Fifty Cents Hand-sewed Ladies Shoes are the best on the market. sell
We can give vou Shoes at 75c, but the Shoes we want to
rou afe $1.00 and $1.25 Ladies every day Shoes and our $1.25 and $1.50
Ladies Dress Shoes. They are RED HOT BARGAINS and don’t you
forget it. Now our $2.00 Ladies Shoes are as good as anybody’s $3.00
Shoes.
We never forget tile Children and Babies and this line of Shoes this
season is better than ever before.
HATS! HATS! HATS!
Our prices in Ila'ts are simply Tornado Swept. We give you Boys
Hats 10c, a real good’Hat 25c. Men’* Felt Hats 65c, Men’s Extra Good
Felt Hats $1.00, and so on to the end.
We don’t expect any one to come within a mile of us this season in
Price and Quality, When in the city be sure to Cal!, and Examine and be
Con Onced.
GREAT EASTERN H o on
907 Broad Street, Augusta, Ga.
Enormous Printing Bills.
If the shade of Herr Guttenberg
could come back to earth when the
new government printing office is com¬
pleted and roam through the estab¬
lishment he would note a few changes
in the art of which he is the father.
The biggest printing shop in the world
will be established under the roof of
the mammeth building now nearing
completion or. North Capitol street.
The printing bills of Linde Sam are
enormous. He is a great promoter of
publicity. He drives thousands of
men, day and night to turn out mil¬
lions of copies of every kind of printed
document from a single leaflet to a
fifty-volume set of 600-page books. He
publishes a daily journal during a por¬
tion of the year. He loads entire cars
with bulky documents and ships them
thousands of miles to ultimately glad¬
den the heart of the ragman. He runs
bindery and turns out marvels of
leather and satin coverings. He has
an illustrated department and makes
maps and beautiful half-tone pictures.
And all of this work has been done
heretofore in a ramshackle old shop,
so shaky that every workman has kept
one eye on his case and the other on
the nearest exit. But there will be
no excuse for criticism in the new
building. It will be a marvel of con¬
venience, safety and equipment.
Prayer is the pulse of the Christian’s
life—there is no secular, no sacred,
all is God.
Wffca Animals In Captivity.
Once a keeper, by secrecy and much
guile, saw a lioness teaching her cage
horn cubs—two squealing, furry in¬
fants—the ancient lore of the jungle,
which no beast ever forgets. How to
leap from the brush upon a buck’s
back at the exact angle to break that
back at a single blow—through a pile
of straw, says Everybody’s Magazine.
How to follow a blood trail to where
the quarry lay—through sawdust. The
prize was a bit of raw beef, but the
cubs did not care. They had never
known—never would have known—the
fierce joy of the hunt and the kill, the
lust of clean, hot blood in the free
desert. Not for them the knowledge
of what it meant to send a challenge
rolling across the desolute plain be¬
neath the stars, to hear the answer
pealing forth in distant thunder from
the ends of the earth; to know them¬
selves the masters of their world.
Later on in life, the blood and the
soul that was in them would teach
them what they had missed and lost,
as instinct teaches all wild things even
unto the third and fourth generation
of them that are horn in bondage.
A Chinese Dinner in Tokio.
One of the sensations of the season
is the dinners given at the Imperial
Chinese legation in Tokio. The pres¬
ent minister seems to be remarkably
hospitable. His thoughtful concep¬
tion is to make his guests acquainted
with the mysteries of Chinese cooking,
while at the same time giving them an
abundance of Occidental dishes. The
celebrated bird’s nest soup, shark’s
fins, crystal dumpling and almond tea,
all make their appearance, and the
numerous courses of a particularly
recherche banquet are served in
prettily shaped and richly chiselled
silver vessels, one for each guest and
a different set for every course.
A study of a recent menu will con¬
vey an idea of the variety and rarity
of the viands: 1, bird’s nest soup; 2,
shark's fin; 3, minced fish and salad;
4, white fungus; 5, stewed ducks; 6,
filet of roast beef; 7, Chinese minced
pie; 8, seaweed soup; 9, fried fish; 10,
Fried chicken;; 11, pate de foie gras;
12, shrimps and peas; 13, stuffed,
mushrooms; 14, roast turkey and ham;
15, Chinese crystal dumpling; 16, al¬
mond tea; 17, plum pudding; 18, al¬
mond cream baskets.—Japan Mail.
The First Powder Gun.
The first powder gun, according to
the Cologne Gazette, was put in oper¬
ation near Metz, in the year 1324, ana
the first rifle was used in Perugia,
Italy, in 1364.
NO. 6.
an international town.
Nogales on tlio Mexican Border—How the*
Laws Are Enforced.
It would be incorrect to date a
letter from either Nogales, Arizona,
or Nogales, Mexico, alone, for the
town belongs so thoroughly and com¬
pletely to both that neither half is a
town at all. It is the most completely
and curiously international place that
can be conceived of. There os no
separation ot the two parts visible
as you look down on the town from
the hills, and the life and the ordi¬
nary traffic of the place flow back and
forth with no one, apparently, to say
them nay. However, it must not be
supposed that there is free trade
across the thoroughfare, which on one
side is called International street and
on the other the Calle International.
In the middle of the street, where
the Calle Elias, or main business
street, crosses the international ave¬
nue, stands a stone obelisk about 12
feet high, and in the vicinity of this
are always one or two guards in civi¬
lian dress, who pay no attention to
empty-handed passers-by, but will stop
any carriage or any person who offers
tc cross with a burden that might
contain dutiable material. Occasion-
ally, on the Mexican side, one seems
a Mexican soldier in uniform, hut
the cuartel near by is too small to
hold more than a small ‘detachment,
and neither soldiers nor uniformed
customs guards are evidence
along the border. *
The Americans live aSmrt from one
another in_ individual houses of all
grades, most of which are very neat,
and some of which are quite fine and
must have been costly. Their streets
run up the sides of the mountain
glen in which"'the town is, situated.
They have, of course, one large and
one public school building and one oh
two smaller ones; churches they
seem to have little use for. In among
their houses are the adobe cMiins of
tii • Mexieainij who' arc -their
of- 1 vap<L_apd draw -rs of waTSApThese
terms being lit eralijf^fGWSCt'here, for
the fuel of the country is knotted and
gnarled wood brought from the hills
on donkeys’ hacks, and the town wa¬
ter won't run up to the higher eleva¬
tions.
The air, either with the scent of
the burning wcod or without, is de¬
licious and exhilating. The 'sunlight
gilds the Santa Rita peaks, the out¬
post of Arizona facing toward Mexico.
The climate-at this season is perfec¬
tion itself; the nights and mornings
cool—almost cold, yet without any
chill at all—the day from ten o’clock
on till sunset hot in the sun, yet cool
enough indoors and conductive to si¬
estas. The place seems to have exact¬
ly the climate for a winter and spring
resort..—New York Post.
No Offense Intended.
A regular customer of a certain coal
company dropped into the office of the
firm one morning to make a complaint
“That coal you sold me for my furn¬
ace a few weeks ago,” he said, “is the
worst I have had in ten years. There’s
a great quantity of slate in it, and
what isn’t slate runs to clinkers.”
“Sorry to hear it, Mr. Williams,”
said the man inside the railing. “I’ll
make a memorandum of it. Perhaps
the company will give you a rebate ou
it”
Taking a slip of paper, he wrote a
few words on it and hung it oil a hook.
The customer happening to glance
at the slip of paper, saw this: “G. G.
Williams. Bad egg.”
“So I’m a had egg, am I?” he asked,
reddening, with indignation.
“Oh, not at all, Mr. Williams,” has¬
tily explained the clerk. “That means
that the egg coal we sold you turns out
to be bad.”
And the customer reddened again,
but not from indignation.—Youth’s
Companion.
Tlie Traveling Cow.
The traveling cow of the Emperor
and Empress of Russia has just died.
This beneficent animal was taken to
Denmark and Leith in 1896, and then
round to Portsmouth, whence she
crossed to France, says the Pittsburg
Dispatch. She travelled from Cher¬
bourg to Montparnasse in the imperial
train and from the latter terminus
was driven to the Russian Embassy,
where she supplied milk to their Im¬
perial Majesties and the baby Olga.
A French paper says: “This cow has
travelled about with the Emperior and
Empress. She was of English race
and highly prized by her exalted own¬
er.”