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f *. Lxoajl, Mercttune and mi&- ! —i— ^%Uob Printing promptly ood in the bwtatytaon the People Press- . VOL.X1V. BARNWELL COURT HOUSE, S. C., JANUARY 15,1S91. A FEW WORDS. continued the tale of Li* quora since the New Year ; BEN DAVIES H AS been busy in selecting and col* looting a stock of GENERAL MER CHANDISE thmt will suit the people by it* completeness and please their pockets by the moderation of its prices. The public generally and the ladies particularly are invited to call, ex amine goods and coni pare prices with those quoted elsewhere. And don’t you forget That you may be happy yet. __—If you buy at BEN DA^FIEiitRore, Whore you'll surely get more Goods for your money than at estaljW^li- ments that promise a heap an^p^rform 1 nothing worth talking abo DAVIES, fwell C. XL, S. C feb 13-tf / THE REASON. 'Tis riot because she’s fair, Though she is very fair; Nor though her smile is rare. And blight her.word and act, And all -her gowns have air; Neither because she puts, forsooth, Juto her sketches dash aud truth; Nor just because of tact. iplicdtaTe* v- the) door I That she bath been to me Hope, joy an I melody. Hut ’tia, you see, because— She is—I’ll whisper low. Why is itf Here I pause. I could not tell you if I would, I w ould not tell though I eotfld. So you can never know. -Catharine VV. Fowler ia Hrooklyn EUgle. CRANK. BE island For Sale. / A' tract of 20<> acrefr, good clay aub- aoib 4 miles from Barnwell, 100 acres in wood, 60 acres cleared, 10 arren in ham mock, one framed tenant house, good well of water. Part caab. Balance on time. Apply to X. T. WOODWARD. MONf.Y TO LEND. 150-000. At 9^ to 10 per cent. Interest. - Gno tc five years time, aeon red by farm mort- tagbs. For further particulars apply to . J. O. PAT'KRSON, , Real Estate and Investing Agent. jul \ 11-tf Barnwell. S C. Horses and Mules J UST Arrived a tine lot of SaUdie an** Harness IIORSES also a lot o* nice farm and tiinlicr MI LKS Will keep a full stock of llonM** and Mules on hand.through the w iute* sod spring months oMMihi and 'Ui See our stot*k and get prices be fore purcbasfng elsewherv. , Yonr* truly, P. J. ZEIGLKK A CD., Allendale, S. 0. novll-tf Dr. J. H. E. MIUIUIS Dental Surgeon. ipine.1 Blackvilie, S. C. Will have regular aiUMuntmeutH as follows: _ At Barnwell, C. H from 1st. Monday (or aales-day; in eaeh month to Wed nesday evening. Otlice at the Patter son House. At Sally’*, B. A. A N. R R., from 3d Monday In each month t*i Wednes day evening. Office at Price’s Hotel. Will be at nis homeofMe**at Biackville every Friday and Saturday from 1st of February to 30th 8**pteml»er inclusive, and every Thursday, Friday and Satur day, from Ut October to .‘list January inclusive. Will make appointments w ith ptttcnM to meet them at either of his cirices at any time. \ Patients will find It mor<M*omfortabh* to have their work done at the ' they, though if desired will call on them ai residences anyw ncre w Ithin thirty of Blackvilie “l atfi a miserable man,” said Mr. Cy rus Maddox gloomily, “and it is best "Chat the world should be rid of my pres ence. No one cares for me.” “Qh. don't say that, uncle,” said Liz zie Silver beseechingly. “You know I love you. You are the only friend 1 have in the wrorld, and if you were to die what would become of me?” *T suppose young Guy Cheevers would console you for my loss," said Mr. Mad dox grimly. “At any rate, I don’tcare. I will end my troubles and sorrow to morrow at 12 m.” And with these fearful words he strode out of the room, leaving Lizzie sobbing, with her curly black head resting on a dinner plate. “What’s the matter now, Bess? Has the milliner disappointed you in your love of a bonnet?” asked a warm, hearty voice, which was the property of “young Guy Cheevers." as Mr. Maddox called him, as that gentleman strode into the room. _ * “Oh, Guy!" sobbed Lizzie., “Uncle Cyrus is going to die to-morrow at 12 oVriock.” “How' JR yon know?" asked Goy. "He said so.” “But how does he know?" ^ “Ile’s'going to kill liiuiself.” “So as to make himself a true prophet, eh?” asked Guy laughingly. “Oh, Guy, douT joke!" cried Lizzie tearfully. -?He will—I know he will." “I doubt it," said Guy nkeptically. “But be tried to commit suicide sev eral times," persisted Lizzie fearfully. “Once be tried to smother himself with burning charcoal, but he forgot to stop- npvtije keyhole, and I smelt the smoke and got some ncighlwrs to breu !c hpen the door and saved him. Then he tried to hang himself, but the cord broke: and be fired a pistol at himself, but he for got to put any ball in it, so that failed; qnd then” “Graciousf’ cried Guy, as Lizzie stop- jx*d for want of breat 1 ^ “what a deter- tnau he ufHSt Be! Such jiersever- ance deserves to Be rew'arded. Have you any idea what plan he will try now?" “I’m sure I don’t know," said Lizzie mournfully. “Something dreadful. 1 supiK^sje." “But what does he want to make away with himself for?" asked Guy Secoqd Season- Smalley’s Sale Stables, WM-.L.liST* >M, H. C\ Last winter and spring I sold large numbers of the best horses and mules to citizens of Aiken, Barnwell and Or angeburg, giving complete satisfaction to every customer. I am back again, better prepared than ever to give every buyer the full value of his money, mid resolved J;o run'the campaign of 1890 on the same platform on which I won the first place in last year’s races. Before buying call on or correspond with me. Smalley is in the saddle and will push all comnetition from the word go under hot spur.» * Yours truly, ,. JOHN F. SM vLLEY, v Williston, S. C. sept 25-tf W"”" 1 :"*■ • -■..••• -Sm 0. M. 0HEEN, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, J™, wonderingly. “Why, he says be is a mjserablo man, a burden to every one, and that Lfe '.ns no joys for him. aud that he is weary of this world" “And so would like to try tho next?" said Guy. “Perhaps he won’t find it so pleasant as the one he is quitting. What an unreasonable man he must lie! He is rich, talented, healthy, and has a very pretty trice*"—-and hero in a moment of abstraction ho allowed his arm to wan der around Miss Silver’s waist—“and what more can he’^yant? But some peo ple never are satisfied. It seems he is determined to pry into futurity, and it’ seems a pity to disappoint so laudable an ambition, but duty—duty to myself j. —compels me to interfere. I dislike any scandal or excitement. A coroner’s jury would cause both,- therefore^ we must balk his little game." * “But how?" asked Lnszie curiously. “A prudent general." said Guy haugh tily, “never confides his plans to his army, particularly when the army'is of the feminine gender; so excuse me; mum's the word. But rest assured, m^ dearest Elizabeth, that unless yo%r j worthy uncle shuffles off this mortal coil in a surreptitious manner before 12 m.' to-morrow he will not do it afterward— of course I mean illegally. Farewell till to-morrow.” * Having concluded this address Guy strode off in a tragic manner, leaving, Lizzie greatly surprised, but still quite reassured, for in her opinion what Guy couldn't do wasn’t worth doing. ! The next morning Mr. Maddox made his appearance very saturnine and gloomy, and ate his breakfast with a mournful air that wjis terribly impres sive. Havirig finished, he then took Leave of his niece in a feeling manner. “I am about to leave you,” said he mournfully. '‘I am about to end this life of misery. I hope that you may be happy.” “ “Oh, don't g6!” sa^id Lizzie, tearfully clinging to him, and looking into hia,-? face pleadingly. “It’s useless," said Mr. Maddox firm ly. “My mind is fixed, aud nothing you can do can persuade me to relinquish my purpose! But you, my dear child, shall not be unprovidedibr. I intend to make WARN WE IM^ fj. States UourU and give prompt Mon to all bustness'hntrusted to his care jan 16-ly A, T. WOODWARD, . Attorney-at-law- BARNWELL, C. D . S. C. •Office over post office. 4? ai* MAKIBBEN j ATTORNEY-AT-LAW. BARNWEI.L C. U-, S. C. prompt attention to all bm- iiia me, and yon will not be forgotten. Good-by, my near child,, fare well!’—and then, after%mbracing his niece fervent ly, Mr,. Maddox rushed from the room frantically and te^urely locked himself into fiis own room and began to prepare . himself for hfs last journey. “Nine o'clock!” he said* to himself, looking at his watch. “Three hours yeti Enough to do all I have to do! First to make my will !” The last will and testament of Mr. Cyrus Maddox was evidently not a long. emo, as it was finished in less than an hour. . “Eleven o’clockf* said Mr, Maddox, .“and I have finished. How slow the time passes, to be sure! Now, what shall I do until 12 o’clock, for I am de- 4 tennined not to dle until noon” x A knock at the door. “Goaway!” cried Mr. Maddox angrily. •“Too can’t come in.” r “I am vwy sorry to disagree wifli ou,” said a voice outside the door, “but can come in. I have a du here, andlf you don’t open Fill.” Mr. Maddox rose and unlocked the door savagely, and Mr Guy CheeWs Stalked into the room, carrying an ob long box underliia arm. He placed the box on the table, and then took a seat opposite Mr. Maddox and stared blankly at him. “What do you want?” asked Mr. Mad dox fiercely. “Don’t .you see 1 am en gaged?" “Oh, I know,” said Guy, “what you are about to do! Don’t think that I am going to interfere—not at all. But be fore you make your quietus I wish to ask you a few questions. Have you pro vided for your niece’s future welfare?” “What’s that to you?” j “Considerable. I am about to marry Miss Silver; so her interests are natural ly mine.” “Then shq Is provided for—amply.” * “Thank you for your information. Very glad to hear it. And now excuse the apparent impertinence of the ques tion, but wh«Wis your will?” “Here,” said' Mr. Maddox, laying his hand on it .“Suppose you give it'ito me to take care of?” “Give it you! Why, pray?" FROM THE FRENCH OF GAUTIER. Wbeo I am dead apoo me plac* Before thecoma haa me bid, -L ▲ little red to light my face, A little black about the Ud; ‘ V For I desire on my cloee bier, As oo that night he told hia love, In rote eternal to appear, t With kohl my soft blue eyea above. * Make me no shroud of doth so floe, . But drape mo in the pure whUe SvfiN Of that soft gbrb of mousseiine ’ ( ; , I wore the night I felt bis kiss. That is the robe to me most dear; I wore it when it pleased him most. His look has made it sacred here, 80 let me grace it as a ghost. —Springfield Republican. “It might become misplaced,” ex plained Guy. •Til keep it myself,” said Mr. Mad dox roughly. “Then just leave a memorandum on the table," said Guy carneitly, “to tell where if is. It will save trouble, perhai»s." “Get out!" cried Mr. Maddox angrily. “Ah, I seeP saiJ Ur. Cheevers coolly; “in a burry to begin. Well, I won’t de tain you; but I have a little suggestion to offer." . , . - -m'-T “Weil?" said Mr. Maddox impatiently. “It is this," said Guy. “Mis* Silver informs me that yon have made several previous efforts to cut short your trouble and your breath, and always unsuccess fully. Now it seems to me you don’t go the right way about it. This box," and here he opened the box before alhkled to, contains several little plans that 1 think might pleasq you. Here’s one," and he i-howed a little steel instrument. “What's thal?" asked Mr. Maddox cu riously, “This." said Guy, “is an article that fon can place round your neck like a rollar, then, by striking your hand ou the left ride of your'neck, a sharp spike is driven right into your jugular vein"—— “But that would kill me?" said Mr. Maddox, staring. “Will, ain’t that what you want? demanded Guy sternly. “Now, here's another.” he went on. “Here’* u wheel, you observe; yon (dace this band round your neck. \m#n it round the wheel and give it two cr three turns—then let go. The ivcoil will twist your head almost off your shoulders—lull you to a cer taintw." Mr. Maddox stared at him with un feigned horror. “Tkon," went on Gny coolly, “here’s a little package, a torpedo. It contain- uitro-glycei ine. You place it in your mouth, snap your teeth on it, and off goes your head, smashed into millions of atoms." • , “Good heavens!" exclaimed Mr. Mad dox fearfully. “What a terrible idea!" “Not at all," said Guy soothingly. “Beautiful invention—I quite pride my self on it--scientific suicide, you see! Anybody cap take poison or blow their bruins out, but to do it scientifically re quires real talent. You have it, and 1 am confident that you will reflect credit on my 4nventive skill. Now," tinned confidently, “if you could use all three of these inventions at once—cut your jugular, garrote yourself and blow your head»If, all at once—why, I’d thank you." “What!" cried Mr. Maddox fiercely, “do you think I’m crazy? Do you think I'm going to use any of your infernal inventions? Get out of this room, you cold blooded villain, before I throw you out of the window!" “But I have a great many more to show you,” remonstrated Guy, “and you see I want you to try as many as possi ble. Well, well!" he added, as Mr. Mad dox grasped tho poker threateningly, “I’m going. But 1 11 leave this box here, and before you get rid of yourself just make a memorandum of what yon will use and leave it on the table, because you know there will probably be noth ing left of yon to draw conclusions from, and so" Here any further speech was cut short by Mr. Maddox seizing his visitor * and hustling him out into tho passage. “Well?" said Lizzie, anxiously, to Guy. “I think it’s all right,” said Guy, ning. “Get the lunch ready, uncle is all right. He’ll be down.” And sure enough, so he was, and though he spoke not he ate most vora ciously of everything. “Lizzie,” said he suddenly, after an hour’s pause, “did you over see an infer nal old fool and an idiotT. ^ - “Never that I know of,’’ said Lizzie, “Why?” “Because just look at me and you’ll see one,” said Mr. Maddox grimly, and he stalked upstairs. Up to the present time, of writing Mr. Cyrus Maddox is still alive, enjoying re markably good health, and he seems to be on friendly terms with Mr. Cheevers and his wife Lizzie. He probably for gave that gentleman on account of a dis covery that he made that the intro-gly cerine torpedo contained nothing mote dangerous than salt, and the other “in fernal inventions” were infernal in about the same ratio, but Guy still maintains that when persons are weary of life they should end their troubles by sdentifio suicide.—Boston Globe. AN OLD MID’S STORY. It was one of those cold, dark Novem ber afternoons when the daylight all goes* soon after 8. A chilly kind of white mist was hanging about, and the trees in the square were shaking off their few remaining leaves, as though they were at last convinced that the poor, black, shriveled things were no orna ment, but rather a disfiguration. My knitting had dropped idly on my" knee, and 1 was thinking. My pet was sitting opposite, thinking or dreaming too, he? deep eyes full of the golden firelight, her oval face framed by her rich, soft black hair. ~ . I was thinking, I remember perfectly, what a different thing it must be to feel old age creeping on if you had some one beside you who had been young with Bawar* of Thom. There are no less Hum 8,000 “little in cidents" about Stanley going the rounds of the papers, and at least 2,809 of them are all tn the eye of a correspondent. The other (me you can believe or not, but you’d yon and who grew sober and gray when you did, and if you had sons and daugh ters who reverenced and loved you as 1 loved my dear mother long, long ago. (Hrange thoughts for a little old maid ol 63; sad thoughts too, that made the fire become obscured and then shoot out long needles, until I recollected that my pet was.very fund of me, though there was no relationship between us. Bhe was ail 1 had, for our family had dwindled and dwindled until there were only three representatives, and between mp and those two others there was a long standing estrangement The old house was wonderfully quiet Outside was the usual hum of the city traffic, distant nearly a quarter of a mile; inside, no sound but the purring of my cat and the flutter, flutter of a flame in the fire. A loud, energetic ring at the bell atortled us both. “Why. auntie.” said Mabel, “you are asleep.” . “Who can it be?” I wondered. “It’a not my day. 00 it ia not likely to be a caller tf it is, we must have the gas." Directly after ike room door was opened and a name was announced that took my breath away. “Mr. Armitage." Jane ushered in a figure of which at first I could only see that it waa one of the stronger aex. with an erect, haughty carriage of the head. For a moment 1 thought it. .was my brother himself, as 1 rose to my feet, all trembling, but Mabel stirred the fire into a bright blaze, and I saw a dark eyed young man. not like my brother, but so like some one else 1 used to know, that 1 forgot I was a withered old woman, and almost unconsciously breathed the word; “Lionel.” “Yea,’’ he answered, taking both my hjinds into his strong grasp, “Lionel Ar mitage: and this. then.is Aunt Dorothy. What a tiny little aant it Is!” He bent down and kissed me, a pro ceeding that gave the queer* st sensation. I could not hate spoken directly to save my life. “1 have come as a peacemaker, aunt,” he went on, using that title as though he had seen me at intervals ever since he he eon- waa born * “to make up the family quar rel; though, upon my honor, now I think of vt. I haven’t the ghost of an idea what it waa all about. However, my father begins to feel that he ia getting old; he doesn’t look it, though. He’s as upright and handsome ns he ever was. Well, he thinks it’s time bygones were bygones, and I volunteered to come and see if you were of the same opinion." “I should have been glad to be recon ciled any time these twenty years, my dear," I said, wiping away a few foolish tears. “But better late than never. I am very, very glad. Sit down, Lionel, and talk to me here, by my side. You are not a bit like the Armitagbs, Lionel.” “No; I am generally supposed to be a kind of reproduction of my mother's brother, who died quite young. I was named after him, you know.” “Yes, I know.” “Twenty years, aunt; what rfpity it seems! For my part I think family quarrels are an awful mistake. Do you know I seem to have a recollection of you, though the last time 1 saw yon 1 .was a little chap of six or seven. I had an idea you were very tall, by the way.” “Where is Julius—your father, 1 mean? Is he in town?” “No, he’s down at the old place; the town house is wrapped in brown hoUand at present Fm putting upat Drayton’s." “My dear boy, you mustn't stay at (he hotel l have two or three spare rooms. Do make this your home while you are in town,” l said, persuasively, but was almost surprised at the alacrity of his acquiescence. “With the greatest pleasure; nothing I should like better, Aont Dorothy,” he said. “And how does your mother look?” ! asked next. “Is she as energetic as ever?” He winced. - —- -—7^ “She was taken from us two years ago,” he said in a tow voice.. ‘ I was too shocked to speak. I never lacked at the papers; or this news would have been no surprise to me. Fora little while we were silent. ' .. There was a great deal to be talked over,Jkmever, and the hours flew by more quickly than ever, though they Always fly terribly fast “I must be going,” he said, at last “That was 6 o'clock that struck. I say, aunt wasn't there aosne one here with you when 1 came inf grin- Your w—— <C— ~ 1 was a little more than 4Q, there was a certain a poor seamstress, who did plam sewing for me. She had . been my housemaid; she left me to marry a wretch who deserted her, ami left her to support herself and fiery ear-old baby. She fell ill, and I went to see her two or three times, and when she died, as there were.no relations, I brought the forlorn baby home till something could be dono #ith it The whole of it was, I determ ined to keeprit altogether. JThat was.- why yonr father was so angry. And that child is Mabel Verdi.” Lionel whistled softly. “And was that all?” “That was all. We are an obstinate family. Lionel The more your father objected to my bringing tho child up, the more resolved l became.” “H*m! It was very good of you. The girl must have been no end of'trouble. And so you have brought her up to be your maid or companion!" —_ “She is my adopted niece," I> said, rather stiffly, for Ms tone hurt me in some way. “I shall leave her everytMng I have." He said no more. It seemed to me that he too thought I had lost caste by what I had done. I waa aorry, for I had taken a strange liking to the boy. Soon after he took his leave, promising to come on the following day and bring hia “traps.” No sooner was he gone than Mabel came back dressed for dinner. “Aunty, do yon know it ia nearly 7, aud you are not dressed?" “Never mind, love," I said, gathering up my knitting. “Dinner can wait for me for once.-Mabel, tbe long family disagreement is at an end. That was my nephew Lionel." “At am end?" Mabel cried. “Oh, Annt Dorothy, 1 am glad of that! Now r per haps, yon will tell me what it was." I shook my head and langhed, for that was a point on which, though she was very curious, I would never enlighten her. ‘ ’ “Isn’t he handsome, Mabel? What did you think of him?" “I scarcely saw Mm." she answered Indifferently. Bhe laughed at me many times that evening for my absence of mind, told ms that I took salt to uty apple tart at din ner and never knew it. and that 1 smiled at my tea aud at everything. It may have been true, for 1 could think of nothing but the message of reconciliation after so many years. 1 wrote a long letter to Julius, that is my brother, that very night The next afternoon Lionel cams. “1 hope you’re prepared to have me on your bauds for at least a fortnight, aunt" said he, as we sat together chat ting. “In fact 1 shall very likely want to stay for good—you look so homelike and comfortable here.” “Armitage hall used always to be homelike and comfortable enough." 1 re marked. and then regretted the words, for a cloud came over his face. “Ah, yes. in my dear mother's time," be answered softly. “It is all this sort of thing that docs it, 1 think," be said, after a pause, pickin np my knitting from a gypsy table an letting two of the needles slip out so that an endlees number of Bfitches were in stantly lost “I hope I haven’t done any damage,*' and he stuck the needles in again at random and laid the work down. “All these dainty womanly trifles”— And he raised some jjretty crewel work of Mabel's from the work basket bn which it lay. He looked at it medita tively, then turned his attention to the basket and its other contents. The little silver thimble he tyied on his little finger, which would not go fairly into it, then looked up and caught me smiling. “Don’t laugh at me, Aunt Dorothy. Somehow the sight of these brings back many tMngs. “This, for instance * he said, still louking at tho tiuy thimble, “is just the size of my mother's” He broke eff, for Mabel came iajust then. I introduced them at once, Mabel blushing as though it were she who had been caught inspecting some one else’s property, Lionel gravely courteous and perfectly at Ms case. I received a kind letter from Julius very soon after, in which he told me how glad he was for his son to be with ma, and plainly intimated that he would be pleased if I persuaded him to stay as long as he wouM, for he, Julius, had no in tention of coming up to town at all this winter, and he was afraid the boy would be bored to death if compelled to remain throughout December at the hall. And so the fortnight lengthened into a month, and Lionel was still with us. He escorted us to theatres, concerts and the opera, and we had a gayer winter than usual. At first I was half afraid he might fall in love with my pet, but I soon came to the conclusion that such an idea was altogether absurd. The two cpn^ versed so little—for Mabel was amulet girl who never talked much, but merely listened to other people, with her ex pressive eyes saying a thousand tMngs she would never put into words. On the whole,. I believo it must be disconcerting to any man, after deliver ing what be thinks rather a neat speech, to meet a pair of eyes dancing with fun as Mabel's often did. She had a gift of seeing ' * “ Though her shewed itself except in those black eyes or the slightly compressed lips. ^ Consequently it was both a surprise and a shock to me when, six weeks after his arrival, Lionel said to me in the simplest way; “Aunt Dorothy, 1 am going to marry. -Mabel” : I could not speak for a minute or two, The room turned round.—True Flag, , His Idea of What a Proprietor Ts. They ushered Mm into the editor's sanctum. He was n talTnegro, with an oily skin as black as yonr coat, fiat nose, thick lips, and tho shiniest of shiny eyes and teeth. “Is dis do editor?" he in quired as ho twirled his hat in Ma hand. He was infonned that it was. r*— “Well, boss, I w.vots to gat a job," be said. “What is your business?” Tho old negro drew himself up to his full height and answered: “Ise been de proprietor ob do New 'leans Picoyune fo’ twenty years." “Oh, you have been proprietor of The New Orleans Picayune for twenty years, have your • ‘•Yes, nah,” “Well, I suppose you wrote the editor ials then.” “v: “Oh, no, sah; we had do editors for to do dat." „ J ; • “Yes? Perhaps, then, yon gathered the news?" • / -- “No, sah, de reporters did dat.” - “You read the proof, then, very likely.” * _ “Oh, no. no. no. call, wo had do proof- readers-for to do dat.” Tho editor became amused at the old No, 20. MEDIATION BY FOBCE STARTLING* PROPOSITION MADE BY A NOTED PHYSICIAN. r SicknaMt Should U« Punishable by Caw. He Advocates That There Be No Private I’raeittlouers, but aa Orjcanlsed Medioal Police—A Radical Idea. “Sickness is a crime and should bo made punishable by law,” This remark emanated from one of tho most eminent and highly respected pby-' siciana in tho city. “No physician, Imtrever far advanced ip his profession he may be, can con- scientionsly say that ho is infallibly fa miliar with tho cases ho Is called on to treat,” continued tho doctor. “My opinionis, as much as I love my profes sion, that the* sooner the present class ©f doctors is wiped out the hotter. I be lieve that the government should havo .complete charge of caring for the sick throughout the country, and thud the most miserable pauper should hare the same treatment and show for his life that tho millionaire has. I believe that # darky, and determined to soe in what _if gnch waa tho case sickness could be re position Ms boasted proprietorship would; duced to such a minimum thaHhe logte* land him, so ho questioned, him tn re- gird to tho varionu positions right down the list, and siijyLhiaiunctioQ remained undiscovered. “Well," ho was finally asked, “’what was your position?” He hesitated a moment and then an- 1 government select certain physicians and swerod in the most impressive voice he 1 educate them up to the very best stand- could command: s Turd possible to lx; obtained in medicine, tell you what, boss, if yon wants Let expense be a secondary considera tion. If it cost n million dollars to reach this end let it bo spent. After these lature could conscientiously construct a law making it n crime to be rick. Epi demics spring from carelessness, and all sicknesses result from abuses of the hu man system and neglect. “My suggestion would be to have tho “HI to get some one to oil de joints ob yon engine down sta rs, I ken do it better dan any man in town.”—New York Tribune. : Genre** 'V. Chlltl* on Yocatlnna. My rule has been to follow faithfully i that line of bnriness for which I felTlhe J consciousness of being adapted. Tn fhTI 7 view I selected the newspaper, and to it I devote my time and talents. I follow ont • tho one line of business pumiit rather than engage in many. A few days ago certain gentlemen rame to me to a*k me to engage with them in the line of banking. *T am not a banker," said I. “I am a new«qw»pcr man.” “But," they persisted, '‘we do not ask for your time, bnt only your name, and the use of yonr name to us will be worth $100,000 a year to you." I did not, hoar- j physicians have attained their education ; 4 cause a medical -depaximeut to bo estah" — i lished on the same general plan as the - police department is run. HIS UNIQUE PLAN. “Have a chief of physicians, inspector of physicians, captains of f^iyririans, sergeants and |>atrohnen, tho same as the jiolice department has. Let this city, for instance, be divided into pre cincts and sub-precincts, and let the pa trolmen visit each family every day, and where sickness is fonnd let reports be made and the proper medical remedies applied. k Let every person, rich or poor, receive tho same proper treatment. “Let the salaries of the officers 1m of such a standard and the rules govern ing the department be so strict that it ever, iwcede to their request. I had no inclination to engage with them in the ! wou ^ for ® subordinate to at- pursuit of banking, bee.him) it was ont- ; tempt discrimination between the rich id having more than Hnd P oor - Mahe it a crima pnnishablo by imprisonment for a person to attempt to employ a physician not appointed in the department. Have it so systematized that a person coaid not be taken down •ick without the fact becoming immedt- side of my line, aud having more than enough money to incot m wiuodcst nnreo- silies, and without a child in the world, I did not feel like taking $ 100,(XX> each year for doing nothing to earn it. The great trouble with mankind ;e to , stick to that pursnit of which they have i *te!y known to u*e di partmenfc and the knowlelge. Some men get strangely . checked in its inciptency. mixed np. 1 tuppon to know a banker in this town, with good general informa tion, bat with no aptitude for banking. Yet be plods along in his line, acqniring nothing, you may nay, and at times the necessities of his business hare com pelled him to raiftO money <ih the family plate. Now, he is out of his line, and will fail, probably, until ho finds that which is hi* real bent aud gravitate* to it—Interview in Cincinnati Enquirer. “Fo shouli Books SI ado of Clay. Far away beyond the plain* of Meso potainia, on the banka of the river Tigris, lies the ruins of tfic ancient city of Nine veh. Not long since huge mounds of earth and stone marked tho place where the palaces and walla of the proud capital of the great Assyrian empire stood. The spado and scraper, first of the French and then of tho English, have cleared all the earth away and laid bare all that re mains of tho old streets and palaces where the proud princes of Assyria walked and- lived. The gods they worshiped and the books they read have all been revealed to tho sight of a wondering world. The most curious of all the carious tMngs preserved in this wonderful man ner hre the day books of Nineveh. The cMef library of tho city was contained in the palace of Kanyun jik. The clay book* which com post-d its contents were sets of tablets covered with very small letters. The tablets are all oblong, in shape, and when several of them are used for one book the first line of the tablet following was written at the end of the one pre ceding it. The writing was done when the clay of tho tahlef'was iteft; it was then baked to harden it. Each tablet was numbered just as librarians of today number the books of which they have charge.—St. Louis Republic, the ludicrous ride of everything, secret amusement never ! tl ■p Tt»a Abuse of a Letter. The way the letter “a” is being dis torted and abused nowadays is shameful Judging from the pronunciation affected by actors and anglomaniocs the poor little letter Jias only one sound, and that the mushy la de da Italian variety, des ignated in Webster’s Dictionary by two little dots over tie vowel. I vj^ent to a theatre the other night, and heard a girl sing a song in which she bad some tiling to say about a mash—she calletLTt “moeh"—and a hat, which she pro nounced as we do the adjective applied to the business end of a poker in active use. In the course of her ditty she had occasion to nso thq words man, grand, fashion, habit, and answer, dash and mantel, all of wMeh she pronounced in the same manner. I would like to know where this thing is going to end.—Inter view in Si Louis Globe-Democrat. •ehoola for ToaoMag It it no doubt part of a wall bred man** education that ha should have been taught to tia his own neckwear. To that end there have been eetabliahed hi Paris and London or Instance, suppose a patrolman d discover a peculiar disease in a tenement house district. Let him ad minister to tho iuur-diate relief of tho and report the case to his cap tain. The latter reports H to the chief and the chief sends one of his staff of ex pert physicians to diagnose the case and then apply the projier remedies. “There is no reason why people should be rick, and when it fa discovered that the same iiersons have Ixx'ome sick sev eral times with the Hume disease through their own carelessness they should be arrested and imprisoned as criminals. CUMIN AL malpractice. “As strange and preposterous as it may Beem, according to years of observa tion and careful calculation and compar ison wi th other countries, there are in the United States more than a million casea of criminal malpractice annually under the present system of doctoring. This is one of the amncipal evils that would be checked should the government es tablish such a department as I have, de scribed. * “It would be only a comparatively short time whon we would have the healthiest city iu the world, add it would ultimately result in establishing a condition of affairs where sickness, ex cept in a natural way, would be entirely eliminated. * “Why, just take tho report of the mortality iu this state. It shows a death rate of 2G2 persons a day, or an annual rate of 10 persons to every 1,000 inhabitants. Nearly one-third of these deaths occurred under the age of Syears from diseases that with proper fln im mediate attention could have been cured. Diphtheria, scarlet fever, whooping cough, measles, diarrhceal diseases and typhoid fever were the principal causes of death." Under the system I have de- ecribed patrolmen could have discovered these cases ih time to have checked the diseases and saved the personaTive*. /“It is the only way by which epi demics Gf^infectious diseases can be suc- cessfu&y eradicated, and the sooner the government sees tho necessity of estab lishing such a department and over throwing the present system of doctor ing the sick the better it will be tor the nation.”—New York^Teicgram. t by gentlemen’s “That was Mabel Verdi, Tdeoelr-% valets schools where the various knots of the qramLf And 1 peered into w|U be tMght for* re»K>iuiUe ted Ra the gloom, never having noticed when r * 1 1 “S t ' mo .! here ln Lo ? < ! <m » she riinind piece where the swells were wont to ...» A Terrible Task. f ' Dolly—Have yon spoken to papa about our—oar—engagement? Cholly—Yetb, and he tweated mo with pawritive bwutality. Dolly—Poor, dear boyt What did he say? - Cholly—Said hrid have nothing to do with a fellah that couldn't thwink for himself. The idea! Th win king is such beastly, Common, hard work.—Pitts burg Bulletin. . away. place wl^re the sw< In the moniifig and lasted in the latest: have their scarfs ; Water which contains imparities will tarnmilky white when nitrate of silver LJmeitono far Oyster*. The oyster planters of Long Island sound are taking limestone from the Hudson river with which to make oyster beds on which the spawn can attach itself. These planters first used alb tha oyster thclls they could get frotar tcwai along the sound and from New Yafk. Then they brought them by the ship load from Maryland. The oyster shells, however, broke up rapidly and washed away, and it yras found szry to reeort to Umeeume, which is found to make a permanent bed.—Chi cago Herald. ' a “ ^ Import*at If Trt»#« The Chronicle, of Wilkesboro, K. C., !■ responsible for the following stunner; Near Shelby Grove church, ' Grove township, lives a years of age. whose juuf been as white as the flake. On the of •rif in A-' i.-