The Knoxville journal. (Knoxville, Ga.) 1888-18??, December 07, 1888, Image 6

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lUM JOURNAL. KNOXVILLE, GEORGIA. New York has found it necessary to increase the taxes, and it is now $2.22 on the $100, and Philadelphia has done likewise and increased to $2.90 on $100. Even Jerusalem is in the nineteenth century swim, and has a real estate boom. Land near the city has gone up five hundred per cent, within the. last few years. A colored man by the name of Ross, who was lately convicted of murder in the first degree and sentenced to be hanged at Brandenburg, Ky., was granted a new trial on the ground that he had not been convicted by a jury of his peers. There was no colored man on the jury that tried him. The taste for realism is extending, observes the Commercial Advertiser. In Nova Scotia the other day three small boys, under eight years all of them, bound and gagged another small boy and proceeded to play “killing pig” so successfully that they cut his throat fatally to get the proper flow of blood. One Rafael, a weather-beaten gypsy, has petitioned the Emperor of Austria to allow him to be invested with the sovereignty of all gypsies everywhere, offering to show incontestably his descent from that Pharaoh who would not let Israel go, and also, if his petition be granted, to make the gypsies cease from vagrancy and become serviceable citi zens. “Five million people upon the globe are now dependent on the electric cur¬ rent for their daily bresd,” so said Mr. W. H. Preeoe, at the recent meeting of the British Association held at Bath. “Scarcely a week passes,” he continued, “without some fresh practical applica¬ tion of its principles, and we seem to be only on the shore of that sea of economy and beneficence which expands with every new discovery of the properties of electricity, and spreads already beyond the mental grasp of any one single worker,” And what is in store beyond for man’s research and conquest who shall say?_ The New York Independent presents its annual statistical exhibit of the vari¬ ous churches in this country, compiled mostly from official sources. The follow¬ ing is a general summary by denomina¬ tional groups: ChM. Min. Corn. Adventists........ 1,563 835 100,441 Baptists 45,434 30,998 3,971,685 Christian Union... 1,500 500 120,000 Congregationalists 4,404 4,090 457,584 Friends 700 500 107,968 German Evange’l.. 675 500 125,000 Lutherans 7,903 4,215 987,600 Mennonites........ 385 605 93,000 Methodists......... 48,258 28,313 4,690,529 Moravians......... 94 108 10,966 New Jerusalem.... 95 101 5,750 Presbyterians...... 13,057 9,586 1,136,685 Eposcopalians..... 4.768 3,931 446,785 Reformed.......... 2,025 1,345 269,523 Roman Catholics.. 6,829 5,596 7,200,000 Unitarians........ 375 488 20,000 Universalists 730 677 37,807 Grand total.. 138,885 94,457 19,799,328 The net gain for the year was 6434 churches, 4505 ministers and 774,681 communicants. By far the heaviest gain was among the Baptists—4587 churches and 3109 ministers. The Methodists, with their 48,285 churches, 28,313 min¬ isters and 4,699,529 communicants, stand at the head of the denominations, the Roman Catholics come next, and then the Baptists, Presbyterians, Lutherans, Congregationalists and Episcopalians. BUDGET OF FUN. HUMOROUS SKETCHES PROM VARIOUS SOURCES. An Autumnal Idyl—Then You'll Remember Me—A Precaution¬ ary Measure—A Creature of Habit, Etc., Etc. The roses from the wild rose-trees And Upon the grass are falling, geese in happy argosies Upon Fly southward, wildlv calling. the top rail of the fence The squirrels madly chatter, And in the forest, deep and dense, The chestnuts gaily patter; And Mary .Tane will soon commence To make the buckwheat batter. Then You'll Remember Me. Restaurant Waiter (to departing cus¬ tomer who has failed to give him the accustomed tip)—“You’ll not forget me, will you:” Miserly Party—“No, indeed. I’ll write you a letter when I get home.”— Siftings. A Precautionary Measure. Enamored Youth—“Your father treats me with the most distinguished consid¬ eration. The other night he called to me as I was leaving and reminded me I was Sweet forgetting Girl—“les, my umbrella.” papa was afraid you would be coming back after it the next evening. ”—Philadelph ia liecord. A Creature of Habit. “Are you going out riding?” “Why do you take that bell along in¬ stead of a whip?” “Because, you see, I bought this horse from the street railroad company and he won’t move unless I ring a bell.”— Fliegende Blatter. Not Due to Success. First Poetical Aspirant (to second ditto)—“So 3‘ou say you sent off more than a hundred poems and never had one returned?” Second P. A.—“That’s what I said.” First P. A.—“It’s a phenomenal suc¬ cess! I wish I knew the secret.” Second P. A.—“Well, I’ve sometimes thought it was because I never enclosed postage stamps.”— Life. He Liked to Be Accurate. The farmer's wife ran out to the road and looked up and down. A tramp was Bhuiliing along, when she hailed him. “I say, did you see any cows in the corn in that corner lot?” his “No, ma’am,” he replied as he lifted hat, “I didn’t see any cows in the corn, but I did see some of the corn go¬ ing into the cows at —” But she was off.— Life. Didn’t Recognize the Bivalves. Mr. Byam Kegs (from Kalamazoo, with intense disgust).—“Here, waiter, I ordered raw oysters. What on airth are these nasty black stones! Waiter (petrified)—“Oystahs, sah—on de haff-shell, sah!” Mr. Byam Keggs—“Haff-shell, is it? Oh, git out! I’ve eat a million canned oysters out home, and never saw a shell on ary one of them 1” Careful of His Mind. Woman (to tramp)—“I s’pose you’ve traveled a good deal in this country?” Ma’am, Tramp— “I know every toot of it, from i’ortland, Maine, to the Bio Grande.” Woman—“Don’t ye git tired o’ travel in’ sometimes?” oppressed Tramp—“Occasionally, with Ma’am, I am more or less ennui; still, there’s nothing like travel, you know, to broaden one’s mind.”— The Epoch. Two Pictures. In Courtship—“What makes the stars so dim to-night?” she asked. “Your eyes are so bright they out¬ shine, them,” he said, as he tenderly pressed After her Marriage—“I hand. wonder how many telegraph from here poles to the it would take to reach moon?” she said, musingly. if it “One, was long enough,” he snapped; Courier. “why can’t you talk sense?” —Sudan What Can He Tell Pa? Clara (shyly)—“You will have to gain papa’s consent first, Mr. Sampson, ere I give Mr. you Sampson my answer.” (heart throbbing » with ihope)—“Can I see him at once, dear Clara?” “I think so, Mr. Sampson; and papa is foolish 5° absurdly practical, he may ask some What questions.” ask? will he He may want to know how much you are worth, and oh, Mr. Sampson—George (and the name dropped so sweetly from her lips)—what will you tell him?— Sift¬ ings. Learnins to Shop. Pretty Miss—“Have you any plows?” Jeweler—“Plows?” “Yes, or harrows!” “Harrows?” “Yes; or rakes, or hoes, or mowing machines—” “See here, my little miss, you seem to be out of your head, and I don’t know but may be I ought to call a doctor or policeman “Oh, or-” mercy me! Don’t do that! My head is all right. You see, I wanted to go shopning, told and as I had not any money ma me to be careful not to ask for anything the store I went into was likely to have in stock.”— Philadelphia liecord. Food for a Lover. He—“Amanda, this is the neat little restaurant where I have those delicious lunches I have mentioned to you but could not describe, and this is Tom, the waiter who serves me my favorite dishes so nicely. She—“Howsweet, Adolphus.” He—“What will you order, Amanda? They have birds, oysters, and all the delicacies of the season.” She—“Your favorite dish, Adolphus, of course. Waiter, you may fetch Mr. Wigwag’s favorite order, which he says you serve so nicely.” Waiter—“Yes, lady” (giving order)— “Draw one in de dark. Soused pigs’ feet ou de iron.”— New Tori Sun. Vanquished. “You malicious nuisance!” exclaimed the angry business man, “you have been here every day for the last six months. How many more times do you need to be told that I never buy anything of “1 am carrying out the wishes of my late father, sir,” said the peddler. “He called on you 397 times without ever making a sale and then turned the job over to me. He died of a broken heart, sir, and I am fast breaking * down, but I have a son who “I surrender,” said the business man, brokenly. three “I don’t want the blood of generations on my head. I’ll take your entire stock if you quit and call it square.”— Chicago Tribune. A Mean Trick. Gus De Smith has been engaged to a number of young ladies, but thus far he has never married any of them. Besides being a gay Lothario, Gus is also a poet. On meeting a friend recently Gus re¬ marked : “Did you hear that I was engaged again?” don’t “You tell me so? When are you going to get married?’’ “I didn’t say that I was going to get married. I am only engaged.” “What is the young lady’s name?” “Her name is Lucy. Two other young ladies to whom I was engaged were named Lucy. That’s why J engaged myself to this last girl. I can use on this present Lucy the sonnets and love letters I used on the other two. See?” — Siftings. A Pointed Reply. After the downfall of Napoleon in 18I-!, the t rench Government became liable ior the amount of io0 million Allies francs, which was to be paid over to within three years, to reimburse ttiem for the expense of the campaign, The payments were to be made in 1SU, in gold, but as the h rench were unable to raise the amount m gold, the Allies had to be satisfied with silver m payment of the other mstaUment. The people of 1 ans were naturally very much interested, and took no pains to conceal their acguishat having to part with their gold and silver coin. The sno ect was under discussion one day in the salon of Madame de Slael. A.youngGerman protested officer the Allies who being was present agamst com peUed to take the inferior metal m pay “You had better be satisfied,” inter rupted fi Madame de Steel; “we paid the st installment in gold the second in S's » cl0 “ 1J ’ we German “Very well, Madame,” replied the officer, calmly; “you can pay the third installment in iron, if you choose, but if you try it we will you a receipt in full in lead.” Penelope’s Words of Comfort. “Penelope, can’t you say something to soften the blow?” implored the young man. “Oh, Philip, Philip! What can I sayl It is all over between us.” “That doesn’t soften it any,” rejoined Philip; “that’s what you said before.” And the unhappy youth looked mourn¬ fully at a ten-dollar volume of poems he had presented her a few months before, and heaved a sigh so deep, so pro¬ found, that it made his shoes perceptibly tighter. “Penelope,” he continued, “when a young man builds all his hopes on the promise of a young woman and that young woman deliberately goes back on that promise, it knocks the props, as it were, out from under his hopes, and they come down, kerswash! Y ou may have a perception sometime, Penelope,” he added with increasing gloom, “of the by feelings of a human being looking standing a wreck of this kind and at the debris of his own happiness.” “I couldn’t help it, Philip,” she re¬ plied. “I have become satisfied that we were not made for each other. We should not be happy together. We”- “Is it because I am a mugwump?” ha demanded. “■No, Philip, it is not would that, I think, with proper nursing, you recover from that in time. Neither have I any objection to your personal appearance, your position in society, your hab¬ its”— “My habits!” he ejaculated. “I hop# not. Penelope Witherspoon, I never in my life took a drink of anything intox¬ icating, never chewed tobacco, neve* smoked a cigar, never went to a circus, and never was in a ballroom. I don’t drink tea or coffee, eat peatnuts, chew gum, read novels,, swear, gamble, lie, use snuff, play checkers, sit up late at night, go to theatres, eat between meals, nor read Amelie Hives. I never kissed a young woman in my life”- “As far as my experience goes,”'as¬ certify serted Penelope, that have retrospectively, “Philip,” “I can she with you not. added, a glow of tender womanly sympathy on her face, “you asked me to think say something to soften the blow. } I can foresee a great future fpryou, Your habits have fitted you for a shin ing career.” “In what capacity, may I ask?” “As a $500-a-week freak in a dime museum. — Chicago Tribune. A Primitive Mexican Mill. The ordinary Mexican corn-mill is of the pattern that has been in use from time immemorial, sometimes as a hand mill, but turned by a horse, camel, ox or ass when constructed on a larger scale. Livingstone describes, in South Africa, “a mill, such as in Biblical times Sarah used, when told by her lord to do the the thing handsomely and in a hurry for strangers— i. e.: a big stone worn quite hollow by the operations of grind¬ ing. The upper stone is grasped by both hands, and the weight of the body is brought down on it as it is shoved to the lower part.” is In large the Mexican mill the upper stone and heavy enough to grind daily by tortillas. its own weight the meal for the cumambulating mule The patient, cir¬ blindfolded is not muzzled,but he is by a pair of singular¬ looking his conical extinguisher.-, which prevent the being distracted from his work by sight of the grist he is pul¬ verising. When Tomatoes Were Unappreciated, Tomatoes were looked upon rathei doubtfully at first, before being admitted into the list of vegetables. At first, in England, ornamental tomatoes were raised as merely plants in gardens. Some times tomatoes were used as medicine, but few people thought such thing* might b e eaten like other vegetables, Tomatoes were called “Love-Apples,” then, them and an old writer, in 1629; wrote 0 f ■ “In hot countries, where they natura ily growe, coil they are much eaten by the people to and quench the heat arld thirst of their hot stomaches. The Bpples j^hesunne.” are alg0 boy i ed or infused in 0 yle was first in Italy, and soon after ward in Prance , that tomatoes were first eaten as vegetables. The scientific name °* Uich a ^ ^TtnfVecorda^th^di’s^ust^with "’the plant that some looked people tasted promising of new bo to un M The skin of murderers, tanned, hat been used to bind books in England. )