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"YOU DID." i It's good to wander back A?iia Amone: the old borne (oiks; lt rather tatls?es a man To hear the same old jokes. To beer eo me body say, "I knew You when you were a kid," But some one always tells you ot The toolah things yon did. TOOT heart beats lighter, aa it did In long- forgotten days. When at some aral! remembered leak ' Eefiectively yoe gase. Out lt seams queer that.all your good And noble deeds are tdd And people only call to mind The foolish things yon did. They talk of other? who'te gone out Int? seine foreign land. They tell ot things these other folks Hmo done, end they seem grand. But when it comes to talk ot ye? Their minds cannot be rid Of the belief you'd like to hear The foolish things you did. J Tou know you've dono a thing or two Which show you've got some sense, But every time they talk of you They're certain to commence With tales of "What a fool you were When you lired here- a kid;" They have forgotten all except The foolish things you did. -Baltimore American. Oo?o8totto*ot*olftAoitofto*o*o*>? llMIlUIIll - o Bf A Tale of Shahortown. Ky. ? f BY ARTHUR PENDENNIS 8T. JOHN, f 8ofcOetOfcOfcOfeOste10e?Olfl0590e10llO? The wind rose carly that October morning and came over tho meadows, shaking showers of red leaves from the elms. Little Sister Cynthia came out to me to the dalry with her Shaker bonnet pushed off her glossy hair, rus tling the heaps of leaves as she walked and stopping to listen at tho sound as if she liked lt. "What are you doing, child?" I ask ed, for of late I bad come to ?ear for Ber, she was so young and so taken up with noticing ordinary things, Uko the catbirds that bad a nest out by the spring, or the way the hills looked when they were spotted all over with shadows. My heart ??ched sometimes when she would turn her great shining eyes to me. She was sanctified, I knew, but lt didn't seem safe for sim ple Shaker folk to be seeing something out of the ordinary In everyday things. "What am 1 doing. Slater Caroline? Why, Just listening," she said. "I don't see much sense listening to a lot of dead leaves rustling," I answer ed. "I always feel gloomy and uncom fortable until they're raked up and set on fire." "That's the reason I like it," she said, "because lt sounds solemn." "You'll find enough solemn things in -this world without bunting up dead leaves," I answered. "You are likely to hear a solemner and awfuller sound before long." "What do you mean?" she asked. "They are getting ready to fight," I said, pointing over the hills. "Brother Paul has just told me that there is go ing to be a great battle. They will maim and murder each other." "How terrible!" she said, her lips quivering. "Why do men do such thisss?" Before I could answer her there carno the clatter of horses, and a par ty of soldiers rode by, with .young Henry Pendleton at then* head. "Ab," X said, "he's a fine ladt It's a pity he was born into wickedness to be "He doesn't look wicked," she said as the young officer waved bis cap tons. "Nay, Cynthia," I returned, aoy fear coming back; "think not of man's looks. It does not become a child of the church." "Why, I never think of him, Sister Caroline," she said seriously. "I never saw bim bnt once or twice, when he came over to the village for Brother Paul. I can't even remember what he ls like except his voice when he laughs and his brown, curly hair." "Ab, my child," I answered, "remem ber that love Is lust and leadeth to damnation! Do not *iet the thought enter your heart." "Ob, Sister Caroline," she said, with a shudder, "you know I could .sooner bring myself io do murder than to yield to the awful lust you have'told me of!" And she covered her eyes; as if that conld shut out the thought. Cynthia was molding the little but ter pats and printing them.when the battle began. We could hear the sound of tbs cannon, like fnroff thunder over tbs tulls. ; At first the peals wore few and tar between; then they grew fost er until In the middle of the afternoon, when lt was an angry roar, cullen . Uko a storm In August The'wen wera plowing tn the fields, und I conid sea them Stop at the furrow's end to speak to each other. We women tried to go about our tasks, bnt generally met to gether to shake our heads over the wicked-men who were shooting and murdering. Cynthia seemed to feel it more than all of us and when the. roar grew louder shuddered os one with a chilli The sun wont down In a smoky haze, all red and bloody. Then there was a pause, the very wind stopped still, and suddenly a long, deep ?oil ran off to the south, louder and fiercer than the rest Then ali grew still, and the darkness came on swiftly. Cynthia was sitting with me, and when we heard no more she breathed a high of relief and said, "At last" As she went to get the can dles a solitary baseman clattered down the road. At nay break there were the tramp of many soldiers and theclank of arms In our peaceful village. Wo left our break* fast half eaten ourselves to give them food and drink. I wotda hj-kr-*--* cynthia, for some wara wild eyed and smoko begrimed, esma outwith tho rest and won without Qtt?iUng among 'tie wagons whews the."Wounded Jay groaning. With th?se rod? Brother Pani, look* lng haggard, as one who had not slept He stopped a wagon in front of Center Ho uso, and bade mo make bis room ready for his friend, Henry Pendleton. "How?" I exclaimed ?v sudden; dis may, "?shsh?x?r "Yea; shot through the breast," he answered. Cynthia paled as one suddenly dizzy, and I, too, felt sick at heart. .Isn't ? lt horrible* Sister Caroline?" Bbc said as we went in to ?s the bed. Then with her'usual Umuebtfumeja she offered to give up her room to tlie young soldier, for it was larger aud lighter. So they carried him la and laid him on the little bed in Cynthia's room. It was Brother Paul himself, though, who left her to norse his friend and Joined me in caring for the hungry sol diera. Tbe young man slept when the doctors left him, and, sitting there with har sewing, she looked up from time to time at Ela pale face. Ber tender heart was touched as she watched-him lying there wounded onto death, "Bo young," she thought, "and so sorely wounded. Yea, and I will pray for him." And she went down on her knees hy the bed-her own bed-all her guileless heart going out tn a plea for mercy. Then the young soldier opened his eyes and, dazed with sleep, thought the kneeling figure his sister. "So you have come, Alice?" he said, putting his arm around her neck. . "Nay!" she exclaimed, starting up In affright. "It ls I, Sister Cynthia." When I went in the next afternoon, he was lying with his eyes closed, smiling to himself sometimes as ono In a reverie. Cynthia was bending over her sewing and did not look up when he greeted me. God forgive me for it, but I could never look on Henry Pendleton without wishing he had been born my son. There was a tak ing way about everything that he did; just the way ho wished you good morn ing was enough to put you In a good humor all day. We had so many wounded soldiers left with us that I could not let Cyn thia be long out, but she came back even before I finished a little sewing. "Sister Cynthia," he said as she en tered, "I am going to ask you to do me a little favor. I want you to write a letter to my mother for me." "Yea," she said, half breathless from her walking. It was a brave letter, making light of his wound and full of cheery plans for getting a leave of absence. I lis tened to his comforting love words os he urged her not to come back Into tho enemy's country, where lt was danger ous. It sounded new and strange to me, too, and I did not wonder that Cynthia's band shook. Poor lad, how pale he looked as he lay there! I could not help smoothing his pillow as I went out, Cynthia came down ofter awhile to mail his letter, and hunted me out. ' 'Si s ter Caroline," she said seriously, "did you ever see my mother?" "No, child," I answered, a little burt, for had I not been a mother to her these 20 years, and loved her more than if I had begotten ber in iniquity? She turned away a few steps and then came. back.. "Sister Caroline," she said, "you have been a mother to me, and I haven't loved you half enough." And she put her arm? around my neck and kissed me. I suppose I was a foolish old woman to fold ber in my arma and weep over her as I did. She went back up stairs to the wounded man, but Brother Paul had come in and was talking to his friend. Cynthia walked slowly on to my room. "Paul," she heard him say. "play foi me; I am sad lying here." I did not know then that music was the tie of friendship between them. 1 had never seen the violin, for Brothel P??i bad played in secret the beautiful but ungodly songs, and as for Cynthia she had beard only the little organ lr the meeting house that Paul said wat cracked, and, poor child, lt was nc wonder that she fell now under thc spell of that ungodly music and b&arc things she ?mu never creamed of. It was like getting glimpses into a new world, where all the beautiful things were you had ever heard or seen. But there was pain mixed, with the pleas ure. and lt gave ;70U a sort of yearnlnt ns be changed to a song to somebody he called Annie Laurie. I am an ole woman and hate ungodly music, but 1 stood there with one foot on the stei and listened like one in a spell. How much more it must haye meant tc Cyn thia! It isn't strange the idea came t< her that In some way she bad miss ec something in life, a beautiful and apb: itual something altogether desirable She sat there with her eyes fixed oi one cloud that was golden still in tin gray twilight and prayed to God foi the unknown something. So I fount her when I came to see why she wat late to supper-Cynthia, who was eve; prompt in the least of her duties. The next afternoon we were in th< workroom down stairs when I hean Brother Paul's step. Cynthia looked U] at the door twice, then, after be wai outside, got up suddenly and ran af te hlm. : I wondered much, for. among u men and weinen have ao needless com munlcation with each other. I hean her call his name, and be waa just a the window when she came up, breath lng quickly. "Brother Paul," she said, "do yoi li nov/-Annie Laurie?' "Yea," he said, turning quickly "Why?" fis she very beautiful?" ."Yeo,*' he said, "very." And I coull see . a curious smile on his lips and i light bi bis eyes. I did not notice tba Cynthia caught her breath quickly, was so taken np with tbe thought tha Brother Paul waa in danger of tba strange woman. ''You haven't told mo why yon ask eel," ho went OIL ~ Then f Cynthia's eyes feU,* "and "?hi etammered something and came bael Into the house before he could answer He looked after her os If be would fol low and tell her more, but Instead turn ed and walked o<T rapidly. As I WM so??? stairs the next morning ? stopped on the landing tc rest, for I was spent with much watch lng tiie night before. - "Sister Cynthia,'' I heard the younf ?Didier say. "I must ask yon to trr?t? another lotter for me. I have waited hoping: to gain strength myself, bnt" Ho stopped, and I noticed that bli voice was weaker. ''Yea, certainly," she said, and ] heard' her getting tho paper. "I an ready," ehe added after a pause. "Ii It to be to your mother?" "Nc/' he answered and grew silent "There is such a thing as pure love/ he said presently. "A man can car? for a wnm?n fci fcsrse??yipr the soul oi her; he can work for her, suffer foi ber, die for her, if need be. How, cai this pure feeling be confounded witl that foul thing lust? Don't you sei what I mean?" "Yea," she said softly. "And I am not asking you to . di -".Tong in write io her rev mer" "Nay," she said, and her. voice sound ed far away. Ab., why did I not go lu then? Why did I sit there, a poor, weak, old woni xa, and listen with tears in ray eyes to his beautiful love words, so tender and gentle ai?d sad and brave. He forgot her who wrote and spoke as though he were face to face with the other one; his voice grow full and round again, and the tones of lt made me tremble as I sat there on the steps. When he came to close and say .-good by, I could not bear it and stole softly back down stairs. Cynthia came down preoently, and ber lashes wer? still wet with tears. The next morning waa unnaturally still, with bits of tender blue sky be tween the fleecy mists. Soon a wind blew up, drawing one wide, filmy cloud across the sky-a gray, cold . cloud that, thickening, hung drearily above the empty world, where the wind blus tered through leafless trees. The young soldier was worse. His breathing was slow and heavy, and now and then a faint moan passed his lips. Cynthia sat watching him with the lines drawn tight at her mouth and her big eyes tense. I sent her out, ' ut soon saw her coming back across the bleak meadows with her eyes bent to the ground. He grew restless and feverish through the afternoon and talked in broken scraps about his home and the daye when he was a boy. He fell asleep at last, just as the gray day was slip ping off over the hills. I went to my own room for awhile, and soon I heard Brother Paul's familiar step. Cynthia motioned bim to a seat at the foot of the bed, and presently I beard her speaking in a low voice. "There was something he wanted to tell you, Brother Paul," she said. "Perhaps I ought to do lt, for be may talk of it in his delirium." She paused. "Ho cares for somebody-a woman." I was glad she didn't say love. "Yes," said Brother Paul, with a sud den anxiety In his deep voice. "He wanted you to know that his love was pure; that love can be pure." . "I know it already," he said, his voice trembling. "You"- She stopped suddenly. "Yes." He paused and then was about to speak when the young soldier interrupted. "Louise," he said, his voice clear and ringing again, "my dear Louise, I knew you would come." His hand was out stretched, and Cynthia took it without hesitation. Hurrying in, I could see the peaceful look on hts face as she bent over him. "It hurts me to breathe, Louise," he said presently. "Lift mo up, won't you?' Cynthia put her arm under bim and lifted him until his head rested on her own bosom. Then be drew a long breath and smiled. "I am going now, Louise," he said, and, raising his arm, he brought her head down until her lips touched his. i His breath came deep and peaceful, .and then Cynthia unclasped his arm and laid him back on the pillow dead; but a new light shone in her face. The unknown something had come, and she knew It-Louisville Courier-Journal. An Alarming Case. Sir iWiiiiam Harcourt once visited a man-of-war lying off the Hampshire coast. After dinner, the weather prov ing rather rough, the captain, a small, dapper man, suggested that Sir Wil liam should sleep on board and surren dered his own berth for the night tc the ex-chancellor cf the exchequer. Next morning the captain's sailor servant, who knew nothing of the change of berths, brought a cup of cof fee to the cabin door and knocked once or twice without receiving an answer. Somewhat alarmed, he opened the cab in door and asked: "Don't you want your coffee this morning, slr?" The only , reply was a growl, and the frightened sailor saw a gigantic figure turn over under the bedclothes. Drop ping the coffee, he rushed to the ship's surgeon, exclaiming: "For goodness' sake, slr, come to the captain! He's speechless and swollen to ten times his natural size!"-London TIt-Blts. nnohin and Plevna. George Trevelyan mentioned, that once, when walking with a lady, he find met Ruskin, and, in the hope that the latter might say something char acteristic, he addressed the great man, asking if he bad heard the news. "What news?" was the reply. "Plevna bas fallen." "Plevna? 1 never h'jard of lt. I know nothing later than the fourteenth century."-Grant-Duffs "Notes From A Dlarv."_ Yoathxal uiplomaey. The grocery man on the corner re lates that a couple of days ago a little girl entered hui emporiumand, timidly laying down a dime, asked for 10 cents' worth of candy. "If s for papa," she said. "I want to s'prlse bim when ho comes home." The grocery man proceeded to dig out some of his stock when the little girl interposed. "Don't give me that kind.. ' Give me caramela 1 just love caramels!" "But 1 thought those were for pa pa?" the grocery man remarked. "I know," explained- the little girl, "but when 1 give them to papa he'll Just kiss me and say that 'cause I'm such a generous little girl he'll give them all hack to me. So you'd better give me caramels."-Memphis Scimi tar. _ Han* Them Uy, At an inquest which was held recent ly on the body of a child who had been found standing In front of the nra with his clothing in flames th? ToTe? tm baa orten remarked that the only way of keeping children out of mis chief was to chain them up, but then they would probably hang themselves with the chain. The Chinese have a capita! plan." They put their children in sacks with holes for the head and. arms and hang thom up. '' lt m nat bo a comical sight to go into a house where there Is a large family and see all tho children hanging up on the TTSI?.-LG??OU Globe. . . . . Caatlaaoa* Perfetr?aace. Diggs-Poor Ms dker, after bis wife died he married her dressmaker. Biggs-Thought to get rid of her bills, I Suppose? Diggs-Yes, but tho plan didn't work. He's still paying them, and th?y <-...... 4V.nn AITA, __4Tht?*f)a*rt Wiw?. WAITING FOR DEATH. THESE FOLKS ALWAYS KEEP THEIR BURIAL CLOTHES READY. Some of the Odd Customs That Are Adhered to Among the Old Ger? man Farmer Familien Ia the East ern Part of Pennsylvania. The burial of an old lady aft Klein? felters ville, not long ago,, with her G3 year-old black wedding gown tor s shroud, bringa to notice a queer east Pennsylvania custom which prevails among German farmers. Nearly all the people, oh! and young, have their shrouds and graveclothes all ready when death comes. The old people especially have all arrangements for their funerals made and written out in all details. Indeed it is a common thing to find a special bureau drawer set apart for tho graveclothes. Ono custom is to keep every vestige of the wedding out j fit for the interment apparel. Gown and undergarments aro in many cases worn but once by tho bride, and then laid away to walt for ber death. Gray silk ls much lu vogue for wedding gowns, as the color ls preferred fot burial robes to white or black. Where wedding gowns are not saveil tho women folks make their owe shrouds, cutting them out, sewing and trimming them. To borrow a shroud pattern ls nothing unusual. It passet from farmhouse to farmhouse. Loni winter evenings are taken up with get ting graveclothes ready, so that whet a person dies all the friends need to d< is to open thc death drawer and then find written Instructions at' to tue pine? of burial, the kind of grave and coffin the same of the minister who ls to of flciate, the text of tho sermon, tin three hymns to be sung, the pallbenr ers, the gravestone and Its Inscrlp tlon and all about th J graveclothes. This fashion makes it very easy foi the friends to decide on the funern arrangements. Some old farmers gc so far as to state exactly what cali and how many chickens shall be klllec for the funeral dinner and who ls t< be hired to take care of teams and feec the horses of thc visitors. Not only do the elderly women pro vide a grave or death drawer, hui young wives and young girls do tin same thing. They begin early in lift to accumulate their death trousseau Sometimes elaborately trimmed gar menta, stocks and slippers are careful ly wrapped In oil paper and stowed away. At times some of the white garments have become yellow wit! age. Silk wedding gowns, if they ile in folds, are very apt to go to pieces and for this reason such gowns arc placed In bags and hung up on thc wall. On rainy Sunday afternoons many s housewife on the Pennsylvania Ger man farm spends an hour or so look lng through her death drawer to sec that nothing has been left unprovided for. If she attends a funeral and seet something new in the shape of a col lar, piece of lace, handkerchief, eider down blanket, embroidery or anything ebie that may strike her fancy, she'll buy lt on her first visit to town and put it lu her death drawer. Where o young wife ls specially fond of a cer tain perfume, she'll buy a small bottle the contents of which will be used when she ls burled. The old folks will frequently make out a list of small articles they wanl placed in their coffin, such as an old prayer book or Testament, spectacles or a thimble. One most unusual re quest was that a plate, cup and saucer, knife, fork and spoon should be placed In an old woman's coffin. She had used them for 70 years and did not wish any one else to use them when she was gone. This, like all other re quests found in the death drawers, was faithfully carried out. Some old people invariably direct that their old house dog shall be shot and burled after the funeral. It ls nothing unusual to find a written request that a certain person shall sing a special solo at the funeral, either at the grave or during the taking of the final leave of the remains. Some request that their face eball be well covered before the coffin lid Is screwed on for the last time. Others do not want this. The death drawers are always kept locked, but the family know where the key Is found. Each drawer Is regarded as sacred, and no one save the owner, for any consideration, would venture to open IL The men folks occasionally have death repositories, but they are not so careful as the women are. The old men have their wills and final in structions very carefully written out, so that no mistake can be made.-Cor. Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph. - -,***,L*fcr. Slekness Comes Blah. ' Sickness comes high, sa ls proved by German records In regard to sick Insurance, which ls compulsory upon workingmen. Nearly 8,000,000 persons . In that country Insure against sickness, and In one year a third of this num ber reported sickness of some kind or other, the average duration of sickness being 17 days. Reckoning wages at 60 cents a day, this means a loss in wages alone in one year of more than $22,500,000. Then, of course, there al ways ls extra expense connected with sickness, such as doctors' bills, medi cine, special food and sometimes spe cial care and maintenance. These rec ords do not relate to Infants or to the old and infirm', but only to working persons during the working period. Shoes of Horses. A celebrated Veterinary surgeon de clares that nine ont of ten of our worn ont horses are only worn out In f?et, cr in Uga* because of some foot disease, and that all but a fraction of that num ber owe their pr?mature nge and inca pacity to our system of shoeing, not merely bad shoeing, but the iron or p^ti_^_ .-- The greatest number of people over killed by sn earthquake since the dawn of history was 190,000. ? The date of the terrible disaster was 1703, and the scene of the most violent dis turbance was at Yeddo, Japan, and vicinity. - Albion, Ind., has anoeoonomioal genius in the person of. Jamos Hyde. He makes bia own teeth out of hick ory wood and holds them in place ! with s woodec handle. He is ablo to eat the toughest meats. AE FOND K?SS BEFORE WE PART. Ao fond Vise, and tlirn wo M vcr; Ac farewell, alas, forever'. Deep in besrt wrung tears I'll pledge thc*. Warring sighs and groans I'll wsge thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him While tho star of hope she leaves hlmT Mo nae checrfu' twinkle light mc; Darle despair around benights mc. I'll ne'er blame my partial taner; Nsettling could resist my Nance; But to see her waa to lore ber, LOT? but ber and tore forever. Bad ira nerer kw ed ate kindly. Had we never lorad aaa blindly? Never met cr "never parted. Wa bad ne'er bees broken hearted. Fsre thee ?eel, thou firs* and fairest! Fara thea weel, thou beat and dearest t Thin? be ilka joy and treasure. Peace, enjoyment, love and pl ?laurel Ae fond kiss, and then wa sorer; Ae farewcel, alas, forever I Deep in heart wrung tears I'll pledge thee! Warring sighs and groans I'll wsge thee I -Robert Durna. FAMOUS DUELING GROUND. Plctarcao.no Portion of the New Or? lenna Park Known na Tho Oaks. Ono of tho most picturesque and beautiful spots lu Now Orleans and re plete with historical Incidents ls the Oaks, the Cheues d*Allard, as they were called of old. They aro now a part of the City park and a favorito resort for the children of the creole quarters, dozens of swings being at tached to the massive live oaks, which shade several acres of ground. The land was formerly the plantation of Louis Allard, a very learned French man of early New Orleans, lt was bought by thc great philanthropist, John McDouougb, and tinnily paused Into the hands of tho city and was dedicated as a park. Its most eventful history was In advance of Its park days, when lt was practically waste land. Lying as It did on the shell road to Bayou St. John and Lake Pontchar train, within easy distance of the city, yet deserted and uninhabited, lt afford ed the very spot for the duels so fre quent among the fiery creoles and no less fiery Americans of New Orleans in antebellum days. Here, under thc shade of a primeval forest of gigantic oaks, either with pistol or rapier, more especially che latter, the difficulties be tween "gentlemen" were fought out under the strictest rules of the code of honor. At these times New Orleans, al though to a large degree cosmopolitan, was essentially a creole city and bound by the creole habits and Ideas, and one of these Ideas was that a slight or af front could be wiped out only by blood shed in a duel. The result was to pro duce the greatest punctilio among men. A blow was strictly forbidden and suf ficient to debar the striker from the privileges of the duello. A gentleman who would so far forget himself as to Btrlke another was exposed to the Ig nominy of being refused a meeting on the field of bonor. Most of tlic duels had their origin in the ballroom, where to brush rudely against a man was often deemed suffi cient cause for exchanging cards. Some were political, some the result of bleaches of politeness or etiquette. Chevalier Tomas! fought a duel with a native creole over the proposition that there were larger rivers in Europe than the Mississippi, each man being willing' to risk his Ufo for his home river. Several duels are reported from mere excess of spirit, because the night was so good for an assaut d'armes. In the winter of 1857-8 the opera pro duced an epidemic of duels. The two prima donnas then in vogue had each her army of supporters, and to hies his favorite was supposed to Justify any cro?le in handing his card to the of fender and demand a meeting at the Oaks. Most of these meetings were secret, known only to the friends of tbe prin cipals. It was only when some one was killed or seriously hurt-and not always then-that the facts of the duel became known. The duello continued In Louisiana as more or less a custom of the country until about 20 years ago. An occasional meeting is held even today, but they are growing scarcer, for the police now interfere and arrest duelists, whereas of old they kept out of the way. The oaks are among the finest in the United States, some of them shading nearly an acre of ground, and each oak has a dozen traditions or stories of the duello attached to lt, romantic and bloody.-Leslie's Weekly. Injnry Pina Inaalt. Mlstah JohDslng-Dit nlggah Pompey am la trubbel again. Mlstah Jones-Sho, now! What am de 'fllchshun dis time? Mlstah Johnsing-Dey am a man dun bro't sewt again Pomp fer brakin his iron safe. Mistan Jones-De low down nlggah robbab. - <v*..n?? ?? "*?????- i Mlstah Johnsing-Nsw! Pomp he didn't dun rob do safe, mani It wah laik dis: Dey wah Hf tin de safe up in a big bulldin wif a rope, nn when dey dun got de safe up tub de top story de rope braked. Dat nlggah wah a-stand In roun, an de safe dis lit on top his hald-lt did Mlstah Jones-Fo* goodness' sakei Mistab Johnsing-Yes, an dat fool Pomp's bald dis nacburly smashed dat safe lntuh small pieces. Now dey dun bro't sewt again Pomp fer loiterln. Oblo State Journal. . ? Hare Dooks In the Vatican. The oldest library now In existence Is that of the Vatican, and lt probably coutal?a luure literary treasures than any. ether. It belongs always to the reigning * pope, and only be can give permission to enter. Though there are only 225,000 volumes. th<?y ?re thc rar en in the world. The Vatican library has tho only known copy of the New Testament written before the end of the fourth century; the original Dante, tho oldest existing copy of Virgil and a Terence which goes back to the fourth century. CASTOR IA POT Infants sud Children, Tbe Kind Yeo Have Always Bought Bears the Signatare of - The fact that God postpones bis settlements .with men is no sign that he means to lot these settlements go by default. - Kn joy what you have, and do not be onvious of those who have more than you have. - In Norway the average length of life is Baid to be greater thau in any other country on tho globe. - It is said that ovory year sees 20 miles of new streets added to tho oity of London, whioh is now 12 miles aorosB io one direction and 17 in an other. - To smile, to bow, to lift tho hat, to beg pardon, to say "thank you," cost nothing. No one vail ever know the vast good that theso words and similar ones have accomplished. - Big Girl-My little sister's got a new doll that squeaks whoo you press it. Little Girl (nose put out of joint by the baby)-My muvver's gota new doll that squeaks whether you press it or not. - Thc recent sale of four cars of choice unshorn fod Wostcrn sheep at Chicago at $G per 100 pounds meant the highest Gguro touched since 1993, when 6.75 wa? paid. Tho sheep weighed 132 pounds and were sent in from Wiuona, Minn. - On the authority of tho greatest manufacturer of dental supplies in thc country there aro over 40,000 ounces of pure gold worked up annually for dentists' use for material filling teeth, in plates and solders, the value of this gold approximating $1,000,000. - "Young man," said an old gen tleman, "my daughter is too young to marry. A girl of her i*go cannot bc sure of her own mind in a matter of such importance." "I fully realize that," replied thc young man, who had just secured thc fair young one's consent. "That's why I don't want to wait." - Glass, as far as research has been able to dotem?ne, was in use 2,000 years before the birth of Christ, and was oven then not in its iufancy. In the State collection at thc British Museum, there is the head of a lion moulded in glass bearing the name of an Egyptian king of tho 11th dy nasty. - A remarkable freak of nature four kittens, all alive and fastened to gether by skin aud cartilage-is at tracting much attention at the home of John Finnecy, South Oil City, Pa. The kittens were born a few days ago, but Mr. Finnecy did not discover their peculiar formation until he noticed that the mother oat was neglecting them. When he reached into the box and took up what ho supposed was tho top kitten to feed it, the whole family oame ont like a bunoh of grapes. The kittens aro rather lively, have strong voices and are ap parently well developed, but all aro joined together at the abdomen, near the hindquarters, giving thoir legs froo movement. Thora ia no defor mity of the heads, bodies legs or foot. A Wife Says: "We have four children. With the firrl three I suffered almost unbearable pains from 12 to 14 hours, and had to be placed undei the Influence of chloroform. I toed thru bottles of Mother's Friend before our last child came, which fa a strong, tat and healthy boy? doing my* housework up to within two hours of birth? and suf fered but a few hard paies* This lini ment is tite'grand est remedy ever made." Mother's Friend will do for every woman what it did for tbs Minnesota mother who writes the above let* ter? Not to usc it during pregnancy fa a mistake to be paid for in pain and suiferingj Mother's Friend equips the patient wins a strong body and clear intellect, which fal tura are imparted to the child. It relaxes the muscles and allowa them to expand. Il relieves morning sickness and nervousness. It puta all the organs concerned in perfect condition for the final hour, BO that thc actual labor is short and practically painless. Dan ger of rising or hard breasts fa altogether avoided, and recovery fa merely a matter ol a few days. Druggists seU Mother's Friend for $1 a bottle. The Bradfield /tcgulator Co., Atlanta? Ga? Send for our tree Illustrated book. Bridge Notice. WILL let to the lowest responsible bidder on Saturday, the 5th day of May ??0j?.k,ai io o ciook a.m., the build ing of a Bridge over Beaverdam Creek, on new mad leading from Brad berry's Store by Wooten's Mills, In Fork Town ship. Ra**r?i?~ right lo t?coept or reject any or all blda. Snooesaful bidder will be re quired to give bond for faithful perform ance of work. J. N. VAN DIVER, _Co. Supervisor A. C. MON?Y! WE HAVE MONEY TO LEND on Land In thia County on easy torras. We have some valuable City and Coun try Real Estate for sale, and can lend a reasonable amount on purchase price o? same, ir deal red. SIMPSON & HOOD, Attorneys. April ll, 1900_42_ 3 NOTICE. ALL persona are hereby warned not to make any patha or roads, out any timber, commit any depredations of any sort or trespass In any manner or way on my landa In Anderson County. I rn Fan ?that I sa; and will prosecute any tres passer to the full extent of the law. J. E. HORTON. Aprii 18,1900 43 4 "/COTTON ^Culture" is the name of a valu able illustrat ed pamphlet which should be in the hands of every planter who raises Cotton. The book is sent FREE. Send name and addrets to GERMAN KALI WORKS, 93 Nassau St.. New York. SPECIAL WALK OF PIANOS AND ORGANS. FOR VUE NEXT THIRTY DAYS THE C. ft. REED MUSIC HOUSE Will nell any of the following High Grade PIANOS and ORGANS at prices as low \faa can be obtained from the Manufactu rers direct : KNABE, WEBER. IVERS & POND/. CROWN* WHEELOCK, LAKE SIDE and RICHMOND. Also, TBE ? BOWN, ESTE Y and FABBAND & VOTEY OBQANS. Prospective purchasers will find it to their Interest to call and Inspect my Stock or write for prices. We also represent the leading makes Sewing Machines At Rook Bottom figures. Respectfully, THE C A. REED MUSIC HOUSE, D. S. VANBIVEB. E. P. VANOIVER. J. J. MAJOR. VillVEUBBUMiJOS DEALERS IN Fine Buggies, Phaetons, Surreys. Wagons, Harness Lap Bobes and Whips, Hitrh Grade Fertilisers, Bagging and Ties. ONE hundred fine new Buggies just received. Come and look through them. They are^beautlea, and we will treat you right if you need one. Car load "BirdseH" Wagons on hand the beat Wagons built. Car White Hickory Wagons to arrive soon. Yours, for vehicles, VANDIVER BROS. & MAJOR. w. G, MCGEE, SURGEON DENTIST. OFFICE-^ror.t Ii jon-, over ? armera and Me, chant? Bank ?NDKUSON, ?. C NOTICE. I have a considerable num ber of small unpaid Accounts on my books. I am notifying each one of amount due, and unless paid I am going to place them in officer's hand for col lection. %T. 8. FOWLER* Jan 3,1000 28 Notice Final Settlement. THE undersigned, Executor of the Estate of R. F. Wyatt, deceas ed, hereby gives notice that he will on the luth day of May, 1900, apply to the Judge of Probate for Anderson Coun ty for a Final Settlement of said Estate, and a discharge from his office as Execu tor. J. W. R03AMOND, Ex'r April 18, 1900_43_ 5 Notice of Final Settlement. THE undersigned, Administratrix of Estate ot James O. Moore) deo'd, hereby 5ives notice that she viii on the 12th ay of May, 1900, apply to the Judgo of Probate for Anderson County for a Final Settlement of said Estate, tum a discharge from her office as Administra trix. MARY A. MOORE, Adm'x. April ll, 1900_42_S OTATE OF 80TTPH CAROLINA, ANDERSON COUTITT. Jip R. T. H. Nance, Judge of Probate. Whereas, J. T. Haynlo has applied to me to grant him Letters of Ad ministration- on the Estate and ?fleets of Sarah E. Hoy nie, deceased. These are therefore to cito and admon ish all kindred and creditors of the said Sarah E. Hay nie, deceased, to be and ap pear before mein Court of Probate, to be held at Anderson Court House, on t^e 12th day of May, 1900, after pub lication hereof, to show cause, if any they have, ?by tbs said ?uhninistration should not be granted. Olvan under my hand this 20th day of April, 1900. R. Y. H- NANCE, Probate Judge. April 28.1900_43_2* PATENTS-? AovicE AS TO PATEN7AmLrnrf"B|a?B" 3 Boat 'Hovr to obtain fatante" ? ll flt? M 1