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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
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