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■ N ;; ^ -. UA ■ .. W. _,. , . ■J' ' wr&w THE WEEKLY LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., JANUARY 9, 1896. Ild and new year. rones Mora’izos on Timo Past and limo Future. Year 1890 A1:iy DrlnR Increased Woe 1(1 WicUcci icss <»r Added Joy and ^Rlgbtconsni'ss -Hope and Aspira tion Should AlarU Its Dawn- COPYRIGHT. 18J5. The 305 dnys constituting - the 52 weeks id the 12 months of the year 1895 now dong - to history. The days of the new 'year 1S9G come in upon us like the ris- I ing of the morning sun or the coining ' on of the shadows of t he night, as quiet ly and as much a matter of course to us, one as the other. We look forward to the didays at the close of one year and P< wan I to t hem as the close of the year he past. Time, like interest, works rami moves on whether we wake or ep, whether we are good or bad, ther we arc sober or drunk, whether lire miserable or happy, whether we going to Heaven or going to the [ Id of woe. ['he thoughts and deeds of last year {ill have much to do with shaping pught and action for this year. The induct of the days and weeks of the fit years have cut their channel, like waters of the old Mississippi have its channel, and then run in the tunnel which the waters have cut. Life is not a straight line. It is in a circle—not an unvarying circle, per haps; nevertheless, a circle. You and 1 and all of us have passed and will pass again in our rounds the deeds and words which bring up pleasant memories, or the deeds ami words v. hich give pang of conscience and pain of soul. If life was in a straight line, we could cut loose the memoiits that harrow and di. tract us, and be ever ready for the pleasures and enjoyments as we j ass along. Rut the mistakes and faults and falsity of one’s life, as we must go in a circle, make lit a thousand times more important 1 that we do right to-day and do right to morrow and do right forever, from the cradle to the grave; and then, if etern ity is in cycles and circles, it. will make . n everlasting dilTerence which we do, right or wrong, in memory and thought and feeling. As we go over the circle we shall puss again near a new-made grave, or some lied of aiiliction, or some dire calamity that has befallen tis or our loved ones. As we travel over the circle again we will find where we have created indebt- | edness, where we have paid indebted- [uess, where we have done unto others as we would they should do unto us, or A he re we have infracted the golden rule [and done an injury to another. The home life goes in circles also. | This new year we shall travel over ter ritory again where harsh words and Inkind treatment will be brought up to kision and view again. We shall run [p on many incidents in this new year Is we travel around where kind words lYnl deeds have brought comfort and jve and peace to the home circle. The hoy as he goes his rounds in the life of tin : new year will run up on the pnany pains and |angs that mortified, [and the many hours of cure he has given rhis noble father, on the wrongs which [he has done himself—and those wrang* wi^l repeat again. The good mother puffer again. The father will be y again over the same mistakes dts and crimes of the same boy. If oce year would have given experience [that would have brought reformation to the hoy, well might he suffer om year. Kb it is with the daughter in the [circle of home-life, and the circles of life we make us a nu mber of home. The daughter may uTjfwe or give happiness to fond panjprfn She may grieve them a thoujtftfntf l ines more this year than ’(the cfnl last. She is the same girl, mak ing worse mistakes and deeper wounds in the hearts of her loved ones, As many travel over the new year they will run up again on a disrupted [home, a divorced wife, a divorced hus- Ibuml, a disgraced creature, a ruined nmhood, a debauched womanhood. saddest phase of life grows out of [he fact that in spite of light and truth, {ii spiteof convict ion, in spite of destinv . ivrongs arc repeated and bad deeds Similar to other bad deeds are repeated pver and over again. The New Year's pay will dawn on the 150,000 homes vith o|)en doors which arc but so many [>pen gate-ways to debauchery and hell. I’he 50,000 public gambling hells yawn ing for their victims, this new year of fraee looks on them standing waiting |or their victims. This New Year’s Bay dawned upon more than 2,000,000 l)oys w ho have sw nr.g loose by insubor- llinution from homo discipline and fouth-hood purity. This New Year’s; [day will dawn upon millions of earelos-:, [thoughtless, (jodless nu n and women moth in the churches ami out of the 'churches who live forgetful of (iod and largely disregardful of His law. This New Year’s day will dawn upon mil lions of bed-ridden and poverty-en, ironed families* who will struggle High this new year with perhaps IT weights than those w hich bore through the days of the old is new year will witness men redeoin^um brought to Christ, and I. This new-year will re- crimes jusi as i 'Vrders and suicides and sew year will earr^p n | ( j y eui . ( p„] 'Phis ous deeds and acts ir-.y j 12 ( rj history gener- tvhleh have never been\ T1( | p-jj.j endeavors [Mist. This new year excelled in the heroes and heroines, will gVj, develop its the st nil that rises in *P' le . 0 \ve the world cireumstancek and seemmgV, , intmvan | mountable impediments. in. year of since with its polities aj ^ •rty. with its successful and d>-y (| _ feated candidates, this new year W its reign of the demagogue and ixtension of civil service features, w ill make their history in the new yes •till ahead of us. as w e pasaalong. ^ This new year ushers in hope to mil- . ions, am! its llrvt day wii nesses the iespair of thousands of others. I his 's a vein* of promise and promises. . s ;vft hate done for each New Year’s day ux the post, so we do again. We turul over a new leaf, and some of us will write a better page and better pages than we have in the past, borne of us will do better and write better for a week, some a month, but the majority will not hold out two months in their good resolutions and better purposes. The lessons we bate learned in busi ness life and economy in the past two or three years will bring (heir experi ences that will help us to keep out of :lebt. To be a debtor one year is bad. To live in debt and die in debt is an aw ful life to live, whatever we may say of the death that ends it. Some of our follies of the past we will repeat no more. Some of our mistakes we will make j:o more; while with many others their mistakes will he bigger, their blunders madugr v their follies more foolish, and their ei* jr ues more hideous. \ Rut 1 join w ith the multitude in say ing' 1 am glad I have lived to see the New* Year’s day come again. With sor row for the follies and the mistakes of the past, and resolutions u.s rtrong as life itself, I will start out w ith an un selfish purpose todogood ami only good to every man, with profound sorrow that! have ever wronged anyone. The winding up of the old year and the com ing of the new is but an annual re minder of the close of life and the ush ering in of eternity upon us. Shall we he as little ready for the eter nity coming ns we are for the duties and obligations of this new year that is upon us? We need time in this new year to think occasionally of the life which is beyond—not by the morbid introspection to make ourselves un happy over the past, but with resolu tion and faith and prayer to amend our lives and thereby be better prepared for the closing of this life and the usher ing in of the other. Good-by to the old year, and all hail to the new! May it be the best and happiest year this world has ever brought to us! Saji P. Jones. A BROWN LEAF. I tn the wooda today a loaf fluttered down; It was wrinkled and old and bent and brown, But it met the wind and began to ploy, And I watched it until it whirled away. And I could but wonder, when timo and grief Should have made mo old and bent as the loaf, Would my heart bo as young and full of glee As the brown leaf playing in front of me? —Frank H. Sweet in Ladies’ Homo Journal. A GEORGIA COLONEL. Colonel Joseph George Washington Mills is the king of Red Clay, uueof tho mountain kingdoms that lie a-straddle of the state line which divides Georgia and Tennessee, and is one of tho most noted characters of that mountain re gion. In the seventies Colonel Mills was a lift HTT, "ami ran for congress on the Republican tick et about the time of the political up heaval that brought on such radical changes in the state government. He was a victim of existing circumstances, and without waiting until the ballots were counted he gave up the fight in disgust. Not long afterward ho removed to the remote corner of tho commonwealth where he now resides and possessed him self of the historic town of Red Clay, including the ancient council houso where Andrew Jackson and the chiefs of the Cherokees met for tho last time preparatory to the removal of the tribes to their new territory in tho west. He is fall of anecdotes, and his stories car ry one back to the days of the old Geor gia militia, of which he was one of tho commanding officers. “I shall never forget, ” said he one day, “my first experience as a drillmas- HUNTING LIONS. unsur- s new “Having gone through with this pert of the evolutions to my entire satistao tion, I began on that portion of the mannal which referred to loading a I firing tho old flintlock muskets thou iu use by the Georgia militia. “ ‘Draw rammer 1’ “ ‘Bile off cartridge!’ “ ‘Charge cartridge!’ “ ‘Recover rammer 1* “ ‘Open pan 1’ “ ‘Prime pan!’ “ ‘Close pan!’ “ ‘Make ready l* “ ‘Take aim!’ “ ‘Fire!’ “ ‘Cease firing I* “ ‘Carry anus!’ “ ‘Well done, comrades,’ said I, in a congratulatory voice to my imaginary squadron. ‘You do remarkably well for men who have seen so littlo service.’ myself against tho log^ called out “ ‘Attention, company “ ‘By tho right wheel 1’ “ ‘Forward! March!’ “Th<’!i I began to imitate the tramp of soldier ■, ‘hep, hep, hep. Closer order there, men, closer order! Close np tho rear rank! Steady men, steady ! Halt, comrades!’ said I, taking a stop for ward. ‘Yon must learn to keep step. Keep y .r eyes front and follow your guides ami hold your muske s in posi tion. This will prevent so much confu sion. “ ‘Forward, march 1 Hep, hep, hep, hep. ’ “ ‘Halt!’ “ ‘{stack ohms!’ “ ‘Break ranks!’ “ ‘Comrades, ’ cried I, in a voice trem bling with enthusiasm, ‘it affords me pleasure to compliment you upon your proficiency aud the care and attention which you have given to these tactics, BANISHED FOR LIFE. “GREATEST ON EARTH.” Dr. I?Ilies’ Restorative Nervine. THE OUTCAST OF CHUf. J GREAT SALT LA I • ND IN C : :i . . ter. I was elected captain of a company down in Cobb county, the muster roll of which are taken from the methods and which included tho warlike denizens of usages of tho greatest commanders of Exritlnc Pleasures Attended ^ith the Gravest Danger. Some of those evenings in the jungle are among the pleasantest recollec- i tions. What greater pleasure than coming in from a successful hunt to find one’s companion has had his share of sport and over the post-prandial coffee to mutually recite one’s experi ences of the day? The darkness suc ceeding the fall of day is just giving I way to the bright light of the rising moon, whose rapidly widening silver edge we see through the tops of the mimosa jungle. The circle of fire in the zareb i throws a ruddy glow on the i picturesque figures of the men grouped about them at their meal or preparing for rest. In the far distance we hear the howl of the hyena or the gruff bark of the questioning lion. Ilis majesty may perhaps be inclined to visit us later in the evening; very well, we will give him a royal reception. “Achmed, tell Aden to put the ten bore and half a dozen cartridges in my bed!” Eight o’clock—time to turn in. “Where’s my revolver? Ah, here it is. I will put it under my pillow, as usual, for fear of accidents.” “Good night!” “Night!” And we are soon asleep to a brief lullaby from the sentry, who never ceases singing throughout his watch; asleep, but not a heavy slum ber; any unusual noise and we shall both he wide awake, having wakened up suddenly without a movement, un less it be that of a hand to a weapon; wide awake, to drop off again the mo ment we are satisfied that all is well. It is a wonderful faculty of the hu man mind which enables it to adapt its sleep to circumstances; at home we lay our heads down and sleep till shouted at by a servant who has hanged about the room for ten minutes previ ously; go to the jungle or the prairie, and our sleep is set on a hair trigger; we wake ten times in the night and ten times we are asleep again within half a minute, having made sure all is right. As the night advances we are glad to pull the water-proof sheets over us, sometimes right over our heads, to keep off the heavy dew, which other wise would soak up to the skin. Long before daylight Jama would he called by the sentry (whose clock was a star), and in his turn go and wake V., with the remark; “I think so, sir; it’sSGJO." V., drawing his watch—our only chro nometer—from under his pillow, would check the accuracy of Jama’s assertion with the aid of a match, and if his statement held water would order a start. My own watch, a cheap one, broke down very soon after entering the Hand, so we had to rely entirely on Y.’s timepiece, an excellent lever watch, for our observations. On one occasion the sentry must have dropped off to sleep a moment and thou wakened up again to find the stars obscured by clouds. Thinking, apparently, that he had had n pro longed nap. he woke Jama, who ad dressed to V. his usual matutinal salu tation of: “1 think so, sir; it’s 3:30.” Imagine my companion's feelings when he found, on consulting his watch,that it was only just midnight!—Nine teenth Century. DItlie* of Drlrd I cult. The dried fruit of the shops is.fresh fruit with the water dried out of it,and more or less dirt gathered U|>on its sur face. and two things are necessary to make it something like fresh fruit again. First wash it thoroughly,using if necessary several changes of water, but be sure to get the fruit clean. Then put it to soak in clean water, complete ly covering the fruit, and an inch deep above. Soak it least 12 hours, and If the fruit does not plump out very full, keep it in until it will swell no more. Roil gently for 20 minutes, then set on tlic hack of the stove to trimmer until the fruit isrioncand tender, using sugar in •ooking according to taste. Mixed npprieots, peaches and prunes make a delicious dish. The const of Venezuela wiuthe first irt of the American mainland sighted. r Columbus. the forest depths in tho neighborhood of Lost mountain. Hunters, traders, trap pers, squatters and crackers of low de gree were included iu this organiza tion. I knew t ae character of tho men that I had to deal with, and as my fa ther was Major General Enoch R. Alills, then commanding the justly celebrated Georgia militia, I felt that I must keep np the dignity cf my offleo by arraying myself not only in authority, but in all the gorgeous habiliments of a high offi cial in the Georgia militia. “I called to mind au old friend of my father’s, Captain Howell, who lived over in Gwinnett county aud who had recently resigned the command of his company. Ho possessed a gorgeous uui form, with the most fetching epaulets that I ever behold, and I made up my mind that I would apply to him fur tho loan of his paraphernalia to wear at my first drill, which was to occur on tho following Friday. It was iu tho heat of the summer, after crops were laid by, so I mounted my gray puny and rode to the home of Captain Howell, who ex tended to me an exceedingly warm re ception. ‘Lend you my coat and epau lets?’ said ho when I told my mission. ‘Of course I will. I will do anything for the son of General Mills, who is my warm personal friend, sir, I am proud to say. Try on tho coat aud let us i co how it fits. Aha, it is tho very thing. Take it, with my compliments, sir, epau lets and all, and may you wear it with the same distinguished honor with which yonr esteemed father has won the uniform of a major general of the Geor gia militia, sir. Hero is my sash, also, sir.’ And he handed me asilKensush as long os a fenco rail, with a gold fringe on it like an old fashioned window cur tain. After bidding him on affectionate adieu, I mounted the giay pony and atarted hack home. “‘Hold on there, ’ shouted Captain Howell after I had ridden a few paces. ‘Here is something else that you will need, Captain Mills.’ And be overtook me and handed mo a copy of Scott’s tac tics. I present you with this, sir, as tho highest authority in (he land. It has been carefully compiled by General Winfield Scott after the most approved methods and usages of the greatest com manders of the age, sir. It is above and beyond all statutory law and is second and subservient only to tho constitution of the United States, sir. Only follow ita instructions and carry out its regu lations and your future is assured, Cap tain Mills. ’ “With the uniform aud sash carefully packed in my saddlebags and that copy of Scott’s tactics in my left hand I rodo off down tho winding road iu the direc tion of Lost mountain, where tho citi zen soldiers of my command wore pur suing their peaceful avocations. A cas ual inspection of the cover of tho book showed me a military officer in full reg imentals, and as I opened it and Logan reading my heart swelled and my bosom glowed with military enthusiasm and patriotic ardor. “About t o’clock iu tho afternoon I ar rived iu the heart of tho forest around Lost mountain, and it occurred to me that as I had never drilled acompnuy of soldiers I ought to engage iu some pre liminary tactics and not make a display of my ignorance to tho men whom I ex pected some day to lead to glory. So I turned aside into the forest, and after riding for 200 or 300 yards through the densest woods I ever saw I dismounted at the root of a fallen treo and tied my pony. “Divesting myself of my coat, 1 put on the embl. zoned and opauletted gar ment presented to mu by Captain How ell and invested myself with tho glow ing sash and its tinseled tassels flouting in the wind. Taking position close to the fallen tree, where I thought it would be utterly impossible for any one to come upon me without my discover ing his approach, I assumed a haughty and commanding posture, and with a copy of Scott’s tactics opened in my hand I began drilling tho imaginary squadron. “‘Carry ahmsl’ I culled iu stento rian tones. “ ‘Order ahmsl' “ ‘Right shoulder ahms!’ “'Present ahmsl’ “ ‘Recover ahmsl’ the age. I feel that 1 can rely upon each and every one of you to do his full duty toward his commander and his country when occasion offers. I feel from your gallant and soldierly bearing and exem plary conduct today that your bosoms are inspired with that patriotic devotion to home and country which are the mainspring of. every soldierly virtue. In tho flash of your eyes and tho bearing of your manly forms I behold that pride of patriotism which should animate onr country’s defenders, and I kuow that, should any loo invade our country and attempt any usurpation of our liberties, yon would spring to arms and march in the defense cf your country aud your firesides to death or glorious victory. ’ “ ‘Captain Mills,’ said I, imitating tho supposititious voice cf my first lieu tenant, ‘we have listened with the pro- fouudest pleasure to your words of kind ly commendation, which we trust we shall merit iu our future conduct. Wo hope to do full justice to all your ex pectations, and in tho days to come in stead of Cap ain Mills wo hope to hail you as Major General Mills, command ing the Georgia militia.’ “ ‘Lieutenant, ’ said I in a trembling voice, as if too much overcome for ut terance and drawing my bandanna hand kerchief from my hat, ‘I cannot express the feeling; of deep gratification which your words have inspired iu my heart. I only hope that our relations may ho always as pleasant as they have been on this occasion of cur first meeting as com- mauler and faithful followers. It is now with feelings of tho deepest inter est in yourfuturo welfare that I bid you goodby. ’ “‘Captain Mills, ’ said I, again imi tating tho lieutenant, ‘wo all join iu re turning to you onr most hearty good wishes. Comrades, three cheers and a tiger for Captain Mills of tho Lost Mountain volunteers.’ “ ‘Hip-hip-lioo-ra-y!’ “ When tho echoes of that cheer had died away, I pulled off my military coat aud sash, carefully wrapped them up ami placed them in my saddlebags along with a copy of Scott’s tactics, and donning my everyday overcoat I started to mount my horse. I had ouo foot in tho stirrup when I hoard a littlo rustling iu tho foliage of tho fallen treo. “Turning around, I stood face to face with the tallest mountaineer that I ever laid eyes upon. Ho rose slowly out of the crotch of tho tree, aud it seemed to mo that ho grew taller and taller as he straightened himself. Ho was rod whisk ered, red faced and cross eyed, aud his flaming hair full in wild profusion from ouder his coouskin cap. In his hand ho hold one of tho old fashioned squirrel puncher rifles that glistened in tho sun as he lix'xi me with his stern aud bale ful gaze. “ ‘Well,’ said ho, catching u deep breath, ‘I’ve seen fools, I’ve read of fools, I’ve heard of fools, but of all the goldaruod fi ols that ever I saw you are tho goldarued infcrnalest. ’ “By that time I had recovered my composure to some extent, and reaching iu my pocket I pulled out a gold- piece, the only money I had. “ ‘Look here, my friend, I don’t sup pose that you feel any particular inter est iu telling about this thing Yon just take this unu say no more about it.’ “ ‘Well,’ raid ho, sighing regretfully, ‘as I am not in the fool killing business I reckon I’ll take yon np. But I feel that I am missing a mighty fine oppor- tnnity. ’ “I mounted my horse and rode off, and that cross eyed mountaineer kept his word. But never in all my experi ence have 1 had such a close shave as I did on tho occasion of my first drill ”— Chicago Record. Different View*. “Do you ever go to church?” asked a city missionary of a woman who hud applied to him for assistance. “No, I don’t,” was tho reply. “Tho fact is, I ain’t fit things to wear. My husband’s been out o’ work so long I've mu out o’ tilings, and, anyhow, me aud my husband have such diff'rcnt views I’d have to go alone if 1 wont at all.'* “What are your views?" “Well. I’m a Methodist, and my hus band, he's one o’ those hero Knights o’ Fyihias. ’’—Youth’s Couipumou. He Has For Year', Lived tl: Man and Rarely Sees i» t. ; Branded For Robbing tbe D-. od by < ri' r of Governor Brigham Young. In the center of tho G v eat Fait lake in Utah is a lui ;e body of land known as Church island. This land consi- ts < f mountains aud valleys, witli trees and vegetation, and has always been us d as a herding ground for cattle belonging to the Mormon church. Several year^ ago the water on tho cast sale land was shallow and 1,s chive, across . is deep aade^TP™' ''“'V'O - J “'~rything must bo convoy- and from the land in boats. A dis tance of about five miles covered with salt water must bo gone over by canoes to get to or from tho island. On this famous spot, amid millions of pelicans, sea gulls aud other fowls, wanders a lonely old man, without clothing and devoid of language or any of the in stincts of humanity. Ho was banished years ago by the Mormon church on tho charge of robbing the dead. Jean Baptiste was a Frenchman who came to Salt Lake City a young man nearly 40 years ago. He grew np among tho saints, aud, after marrying, was made sexton of tho small cemetery. His duties were light and his remuneration correspondingly small. He resided iu a littlo cabin on tho mountain side over looking the city, and spent his time, when not employed in the cemetery, in collecting junk aud trading and traffick ing with a few Jewish secondhand clothes dealers who had the hardihood to engage in business among tho Mor mons. A regiment of United States troops was then camped near the city, aud the gentiles engaged iu business were assured protection. The little Frenchman was au avari cious man and was noticeable because of his picking up every cast away arti cle and carrying it to his home. Old dry goods boxes, barrels, tin cans and other packing articles cast away by the soldiers were especially well cared for by Jean Baptiste, the sexton. Ho dress ed as a scavenger aud resembled the modern saloon loafer, who is always searching the slums for barrels aud box es of garbage and cast off garments. The actions of the sexton created some comment, aud not a little curiosity was aroused among people who had occasion to visit his residence on tho mountain side, over the city. One day Jean appeared on the streets dressed in au elegant suit of broadcloth. A few days before n wealthy stranger had died and was buried in the ceme tery. Tho suit in which tho body was dressed resembled that worn by the sex ton. Au examination was ordered, and tho corpse was found to have been rob bed of its clothing. A committee wait ed upon the sexton aud made a most startling discovery. The graveclothes of over 200 persons were found in the baskets and boxes stowed away iu his ghoulish cabin. Excitement ran high in Salt Lake City. The boxes of clothing wore emptied and tho contents taken to tho city hall, where many a fond moth er identified the burial robes of her child. Elegant silk dresses, at that time a luxury even to tho rich, were found iu tho various bundles. Tho man was ar rested and cast into jail, pursued by a mob who sought his life. Brigham Young, then governor aud general dictator in Utah, ordered the man to be branded with a hot iron and banished to Church island. During the quiet hour of midnight Jean Baptiste was taken from the jail, and his whole forehead was seared with the following inscription: “Branded For Robbing tho Dead.’’ Two men escorted tho quiver ing, naked form from the city of venge ance. A canoe was entered near tho city, and the doomed prisoner was taken in chains to the island which in fntnro was to bo his homo. Without clothing or food ho was landed upon the shore, tho boat returned to the mainland, and the ghonl remained a hopeless exile. He coaid not leave the island, because in stant deatli would follow should he bo seen by any of tho inhabitants of tho Mormon laud of Zion. Ho was forced to seek food aud shelter amid wild ani mals, the birds and reptiles. The island was soon known as the land of banishment. Peoplo shunned its shores as they would a haunted house. Many persons were lost upon tho lake while rowing in canoes against heavy Winds. Thu giueral supposition of all was that those unfortunates drifted to tho island and were devoured by tho wild man. Even tho fearless cowboy has over refused to intrude upon the homo land of tho exile. Wild horses roam over its acres of broken canyons, rugged cliffs and grassy meadows. Tho sea gulls and other birds find a home un disturbed on tho deserted shores. All tho natives, including Indians, warn newcomers of the fate of scores of pleasure seekers who have been drifted upon tho shores of tho fated island. Tho crags, bluffs, dark caverns and lonely canyons warn every boatman nearing tho shore to keep away from the hidden dangers. In a dark envo ubou‘ half u milo from tho shore lives the wild man. His homo is strewn with the wrecks of boats, bones of victims aud other can nibalistic indications. Away back in the deep darkness of tho cavern is his sleeping place, made of clothing strip ped from unfortunate victims ship wrecked on the fatal shore. A oulleetiuu of leaves, grasses and branches from the trees of tho island forms the foundation for tho bed, in which this human mon ster sjieuds most of his timo. Several hunters and explorers have recently viewed the man. He is described ns old, Stooping, destitute of clothing, incapa ble of speech and covered with long hair. Upon the appearance of man he utters a wild, weird shriek aud rushes to the cavern, fnmi which he cannot be induced or iorced to return.—^uu bTun cisco Examiner. Mr. R T. Caldwell, Is book-keeper In tho First National Bank of Fulton, Ky. "I was completely run down. My nerves became so unstrung through loss of sleep and worry that I felt sure I would bo com pelled to give up my position I would He awake all uight long, and it took but little R. T. Caldwell. to shake me up so that I could not possibly attend to my business as I should. In connection with this I had liver trouble, heaviness about the stomach, and pains in different parts of my body. I was also much reduced In flesh. I was persuaded to try Dr. Miles* Restorative Nervine. I first procured a trial bottle from a local druggist and good results quickly followed. I then procured a dollar bottle, and by the time I had used this up I was a different man. I am now on my third bottle and am able to sleep soundly ana eat regularly, something l could not possibly do before taking your heroine. I am now fullyrecovercd, and do not hesitate to pronounce Dr. Miles’ Restorative Nervine the greatest nervine on earth." Fulton, Ky. R. T. CALDWELL. Dr. Miles* Nervine Is sold on a positive guarantee that the first bottle will benefit. All druggists sell it at II, 6 bottles forfo, or it will be sent, prepaid, on receipt of price by the Dr. Miles Medical Co., Elkhart, Ind. Dr. Miles’ Nervine Up-to-Date Job Print- *n t, cal! at the LEDGER Office. L. BAKER, COi TR ACTOR AND BUILDER, Will do siny class of carpen- i i* work promptly and ;it prices suit ihe quality, and always ceps on hand (louring, ceiling, ding, sa>h, doors, etc. Also a o. d supply ol heart pine shin- h s at market price. Will also m.'ike out hills lor building ma- ifrial for parlies who desire it ml till the sr.me for :i small per o ! t. (Jive me a trial. Ui sped fully, X S Silk or. GEO. S. HACKER k SON, r.v. P, IsOf Mar.uf , turers of Doors, Sash, Blinds, Moulding and Build ing Material, Sash, Weights and Cords, C*n a i* i .i :w*ro.x. b*. c\ Purchase our make, which we guarantee to be Superior to anv S-'nth, and thereby Save Money. WINDOW and FANCY GLASS A SPECIALTY , i.a Lsl Hijh School, J. E. HOWARDS, Principal, jor. v,. h. ross, mss Fannie jones, o mediate. for Primary. Tlic ol>ji-st of tin'school is to give hoys ntid ,i tli'M-ougli preparation for college. \> n t iil>l in oder tint you may bo viiieeilof to M! I v In ' iMvIint weclalm. W. D. ARCHER, TOXWOKl \1* AI*TI«T. Iluii'-cutting. in tho latent stylos, hnving and Shampooing at rouson- •!>!** prioos. £«r.Shop next to J. 1). Goude- •ok's stun*. 1. (J. Montgomery. B. A. Holmes II. I. Uponrs. ENTERPRISE - STABLE * CO., n. (i. nONTGOilHRY, llgr, ■ A I''KIN 10 V. - - - W. C. Vvery, • Feed • and • Sale»Stables. l-'lrsi-oliiss Turnout a at ItouMouable Rate*. Conunorctal Mon Accommodated at Short Notice,