Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

Below is the OCR text representation for this newspapers page. It is also available as plain text as well as XML.

UM. THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., SEPTEMBER 3, 1890. 5 PLEA FOR KINDNESS. REV. DR.TALMAGE DEPRECAT ES ACRI MONIOUS DISCUSSION. Bat ho moved in I'laciTity nnlil be i : ::i of wandering “A Soft Toueno lirraketh the Iton®"—An Eloquent Ap(;ial I"or tlood Temper anti Courteous Conduct—I*ower of Kindness. The True Cliri»tian Spirit. Washington, Aug. SO. — In theso days, when ? and retort and bitter* Desa till tho air, tht* gospel carol of tnis eermon will do good to all who read and practice it. The text is Proverbs xxv, 15, “A soft tongue breaketh the bone.” When Solomon said this, ho drove a whole volume into one phrase. Yon, of course, will not be so silly as to take tho words of the text in a literal sense. They simply mean to set forth the fact that there is a tremendous power in a kind word. Although it may seem to bo very insignificant, its force is indescrib able and illimitable. Pungent and all conquering utterance, “A soft tongue breaketh tho bone.” If I had time, I would sho\v yon kind ness as a means of defense, as a moons of usefulness, kindness as a means of domestic harmony, kindness as best em ployed by governments for the taming and curing of criminals, and kindness as best adapted for the settling and ad justing of international quarrel; bnt I shall call your attention only to two of those thoughts. And first I speak to you of kindness ns a means of defense. Almost every man, in the course of his life, is set upon and assaulted. Your motives are misinterpreted or your religious or po litical principles are bombarded. Wbat to do under such circumstances is tho question. The first impulse of tho natu ral heart says: “Strike back. Give as much as ho sent. Trip him into tho ditch which he dug for your feet. Gash him with as severe a wound as that which ho inflicted on your soul. Shot for shot. Sarcasm for sarcasm. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth.” But the better rpirit in I ho man’s soul rises up and says, “ You ought to consider that matter.” You look up into the face of Christ and say, “My Master, how ought I to act under theso difficult cir cumstances?” ' ‘ . ISU-Mi Them Unit Curse Too. And Christ instantly answers: ’“Bless them that curso you, and pray for them which despib fully uso you. ” Then tho old naturo rises up again and says: “’Yon had better not forgive him unti} first you have chastised him. Yon will never get him in so tiglit a corner again. You will never have such an opportunity of inflicting tho right kind of pnnishr jnent upon him again. First chastise him, and then lot him go. ” “No,” says tho bettor nature, “hush, thou foul heart. Try tho soft tongue that breaketh tho bone.” Have you ever in all your life known acerbity and acrimonious dispute to settle a quarrel? Did they not always make matters worse and worse and worse? About 53 years ago there Was a great quarrel in the Presbyterian family. Ministers of Christ were thought orthodox in proportion as they had measured lances with other clergy men of tho same denomination. The most outrageous personalities were abroad. As, in tho autumn, a hunter comes homo with a string of game, partridges and wild ducks, slung over his shoulder, so there wore many min isters who came back from the ecclesi astical courts with long strings of doc tors of divinity whom they had shot With their own rifle. The division be came wider, tho animosity greaier, Un til after awhilo some good men resolveci upon another tack. They began to ex plain away the difficulties, they began to forgive each other’s faults, and, lo! tho great church quarrel was settled, and tho new school Presbyteiian churcli and the old school Presbyterian church became one. The different parts of tho Presbyterian order, welded by a ham mer, a little hammer, a Christian ham mer that Scripture calls “a soft tongue. ’ ’ You have a dispute with your neigh bor. You cay to him, “I despiso yon.” Ho replies, “I can’t bear tho sight of you.” You say to him, “Never enter piy houso again.” Ho says, “If you como on my doorsiil, I’ll kick yon off. ” You say to him, “I’ll put you down.” Ho says to you: “You aro mistaken. I’ll put yon down. ” And so tho contest rages, and year after year you act tho pn-Ohristiau part and ho acts tho un- Christian part. After awhile the better spirit seizes yon, and one day you go over to tho neighbor and say, “Give me your hand. Wo have fought long enough. Time is so short and eternity is so near that wo cannot afford any longer to quarrel. I feel yon have wronged me very much, but let us settle all now In ono great handshaking, and bo good friends for all tho rest of our lives. ” Y’ou have risen to a higher plat form than that on which before you stood. You win his admiration and you get his apology. But if yon have not conquered him in that way, at any rate you have won tho npplanse of your own conscience, the high estimation of good men, and the honor of your Lord who died for his armed enemies. IVac® and Patience. “Bnt,” you say, “what are we to do when slanders assault us, and there como acrimonious sayings all around about us, and wo aro abused and spit upon?” My reply is: Do not go and at tempt to chase down the slanders. Lies are prolific, and while you are killing one, fifty are born. All your demonstra tions of indignation only exhaust your self. Yon might as well on some sum mer night, when the swarms of insects aro coming up from the meadows and disturbing you and distuiblng your family, bring up some great “swamp angel,” like that which thundered over Charleston, and try to shoot them down The game is too small for the gun. Bnt what, then, are you to do with the abuses that come npou you in life? You are to live them down. I saw a farmer go out to get back a swarm of bees that had wandered off from the hive. As ho moved amid them they buzzed around his head and buzzed around his hands and buzzed around his feet If he had killed ono of them they would have stung him to doalh. their midst in p : fc< had captured the bees. And so 1 have v .» men moving amid tho annoyance ;.i 1 the vexations, and the assaults of life in such (aim. Chris tian deliherathn (hat all the buzzing around about tlnir soul amounted to nothing. They eouq-.r red them, and above all they conquered themselves. “Oh,” you say, “that’s a very good tlie- ory to preach on a hot day, b-.^it won’t work.” It will work. It has worked. I believe it is tho lart Christian grace wo win. You know there arc fruits which wo gather in June, and others in July, and others in August, and others in September, and still others in October, iwid I have to admit that this i^race of Christian forgiveness is about ^hc last fruit of the Christian soul. We hear a great deal about the hitler tongue, and the sarcastic tongue, and the quick tongne, mid tho stinging tongue; bnt we know very little about “tho soft tongue that breaketh the bone.” Wo read Hudibras, and Sterne, and Dean Swift, and the other apostles of acrimony, bnt give little time to studying the example of him who was reviled and yet reviled not again. Oh, that the Lord, by his spirit, would endow us all with “the soft tongne that breaketh the bene.” I pass now to tho ether thought that I desire to present, and that is kindness as a means of usefulness. In all com munities you find skoptie-il men. Through early education, or through the maltreatment of proft ss( d Christian pco- | pie, or through prying curiosity about the future world, there are a great many people who b( conic skeptical in religious things. How shall you capture them for God? Sharp argument and sarcastic re tort never won a single soul from skep ticism to tho Christian religion. While powerful books on the evidences of Christianity have their i\;i. s.ion in con firming Christian people in tho faith thoy have already adopted, I have no ticed that when skeptical people aro brought into the kingdom of Christ, it is through tho charm of some genial soul, and not by argument at all. Men aro not saved through tho head; they aro saved through tho heart. A storm comeg out of its hiding place. It says, “Now we’ll ju t rouso up all this sea,” and it makes a great bluster, but it does not succeed. Fart of the sea is roused up—perhaps one-half of it or one-fourth of it. Afkr awhile tho calm moon, placid and beautiful, looks down, and tho ocean begins to rise. It comes up to high water mark. It em braces the great headlands. It sub merges the beach of all the continents. It is the heart throb of one world against tho heart throb of a::o;her world. And I have to tell you that while all your storms of ridicule and storms of sar casm may rouse up the passion of an immortal nature, nothing less than tho attractive power of Christian kindness can ever raise tho death less spirit to happiness and to God. I have more faith in the praye r of a child 5 years old in tho way of bringing an infidel back to Christ and to heaven than I have in all the hissing thuiulc rbolts of ecclesiastical controversy. Y'ou cannot ov< rcoiuo mi n with religions argumentation. If yon come at a skeptical man with an argu ment on behalf of the Christian reli gion, you put the man on his mettle. Ho says: “I see that man lias a carbine. I’ll use my carbine. I’ll answer his ar gument with my argument.” But if you come to that man persuading him that you desire his happiness on earth and ids eternal welfare in tho world to come, he cannot answer it. Power of Kindncr.rt, What I iiave said is just ns true in the reclamation of the openly vicious. Did you ever know a drunkard to be saved through the caricature of a drunk ard? Your mimicry of the staggering step, and tho thick tongue, and the dis gusting hiccough only worse maddens his brain. But if you como to him in kindness and sympathy; if yon show him that you appreciate the awful grip of a depraved appetite; if you persuade him of the fact that thousands who had the grappling hooks of evil inclination Clutched in their soul as firmly as they arc in his have been rescued, then a ray of light will flash across his vi sion and it will seem as if a superiiatn- fal hand were steadying his staggering gait. A good many years ago there lay in the streets of Richmond, Va., a man dead drunk, his face exposed to the blis tering noonday sun. A (Christian woman passed along, looked at him, and said, “Poor fellow. ” She took her handker chief and spread it over his face and passed on. The man roused himself np from his debauch and began to look at the handkerchief, and, lol.on it was tho name of a highly respectable Christian woman of the city of Richmond. He went to her, he thanked her for her kindness, and that ono little deed saved him for this life, and saved him for tho life that is to come. He was afterward attorney general of the United States; but, higher than all, he became the con secrated disciple of Jesus Christ. Kind words are so cheap it is a wonder we do not use them of toner. There are tens of thousands of people in these cities who are dying for the lack of one kind word. There is a business man who has fought against trouble until lie is per fectly exhausted. Ho has been thinking about forgery, about robbery, about sui cide. Go to that business man. Tell him that better times are coming and tell him that you yourself were in a tight business pass and the Lord delivered yon. Tell him to put his trust in God. Tell him that Jesus Christ stands beside every business man in his perplexities. Tell him of the sweet promises of God’s comforting grace. That man is dying for the lack of jnst one kind word. Go tomorrow and utter that one sav ing, omnipotent, kind word. Hire is a soul that has been swamped in sin. Ho wants to find the light of the gospel. Ho feels like a shipwrecked mariner look ing out over the beach, watching for a sail against the sky. Oh, bear down on j him. Tell him that the Lord waits to be gracious to him, that though he has bi'cn a great sinner there is a great Saviour provided. Tell him that though his sins are as scarlet, they shall be as snow; though they are red like crimson, tin y shall bo as wool. That man is dy ing forever f( r the lack of one kind word. There used to be snug at n great many cf tho pianos all through the country a song that has almost died ont. I wish somebody would start it again in our social circles. There may not have been very exquisite art in the music, but taero was a grand and glorious sen timent: Kind words never die, never dl®, Cherished and blessed. Futility of Eretfulncsa. Oh, that wo might in onr families and in our churehes try the force of kind ness! You can never drive men, women or children into the kingdom of God. A March northeaster will biing out more honeysuckles than fretfnluess and scolding will ever bring out Christian grace. I wish that in all our religions work we might lie saturated with the spirit of kindness. Missing that, wo miss a great deal of usefulness. There is no need of coming out before men and thundering to them the law unless at the same time you preach to them tho gospel. The world is dying for lack of kindness. These yonng people want it jnst as much as tho old. The old people some times seem to think they have a monop oly of the rheumatisms, and the neural gias, and the headaches, and the phys ical disorders of the world, but I tell you there are no worse heartaches than are felt by some (if these young people. Do you know that much of tho work is done by tho young? Raphael died at 37, : Richelieu at 31, Gustavus Adolphus I died at 38, Innocent III came to his mightiest influence at 37, Cortes con- j quered Mexico at 30, Don John won L’’panto at 25, Grotius was attorney i general at 24, and I have noticed amid all classes of men that some of the so- ! vorcst battles and the toughest work come before 30. Therefore wo must have our sermons and our exhortations in prayer meeting all sympathetic with the young. And so with these people farther on in life. What do these doc tors and lawyers and merchants ami mechanics care about tho abstractions of religion? What they want is help to bear tho whimsicalities of patients, tho browbeating of legal opponents, the un fairness of customers, who have plenty of fault finding for eve ry imperfection of handiwork, but no praise for 20 excel lences. What does that brain racked, hand blistered man care for Zwingli’s “Doctrine of Original tiin” or Augus tine’s “Anthropology?” You might as well go to a man who has tho pleurisy and put on Ins side u plaster made out of Dr. Farr’s ‘‘Treatise on Medical Ju risprudence, ” In all our sermons there rnnst be help for every one somewhere. You go into an apothecary store. We see others being waited on. Wo do not complain because wo do not immediately get tho medi cine. Wo know our turn will come after awhile. And so while all parts of a sermon may not be appropriate to our case, if wo wait prayerfully, before tho sermon is through wo shall have tho divine prescription. I say to these yonng men who are going to preach the gospel, these theological students—I say to them: We want in our sermons not more metaphysics, nor more imagination, nor more logic, nor more profundity. What we want in our sermons and Christian exhortations is more sympathy. When Father Taylor preaehi d in the Sailors’ Bethel at Boston, the jack tars felt they had help for their duties among the rat lines and the forecastles. When Richard Weaver preached to the operatives in Oldham, England, all the workingmen felt they had more grace for the spin dles. When Dr. South preached to kings and princes and princesses, all tho mighty men and women who heard him felt preparation for their high station. Do you not know that this simple story of a Saviour’s kindness is to re deem all nations? The hard heart of this world’s obduracy is to be broken before that story. There is in Antwerp, Belgium, one of the most remarkable pictures I ever saw. It is “The Descent of Christ From tho Cross. ” It is ono of Rubens’ pictures. No man can stand and look at that “Descenj From tho Cross” as Rnbcns pictured it without having his eyes flooded with tears, if he have any sensibility at all. It is an overmastering picture—one that stuns you and staggers you and haunts your dreams. One afternoon a man stood in that cathedral looking at Ruben’s ‘‘De scent From the Cross.” Ho was all ab sorbed in that scene of a Saviour’s suf- criiifwhen the janitor came in and said: “It is tinr^to close up the cathe dral for the night. I wish you would depart.” The pilgrim looking at that “Descent From the Cross” turned around to the janitor and said: “No, no, not yet. Wait until they get him down. ” Oh, it is the story of a .Saviour’s suffering kindness that is to capture the world. When the bones of that great behemoth of iniquity which has tram pled all nations shall be broken and shattered, it will be found out tout tho work was not dotio by the hammer of the iconoclast, or by tho sword of the conqueror, or by tho torch of persecu tion, hut l>y tile plain, simple, over whelming force of “the soft tongue that breaketh the bone.” W® All Need More KlndneM. Kindness! Wo all need more of it in our lieai Is, our words and our behavior. Tho chief characteristic of our Lord was kindness. A gentleman in England died, leaving his fortune by will to two sons. Tho sou that stayed at home de stroyed the father’s will and pretended that tho brother who was absent was dead and buried. Tho absent brother, after awhile, returned and claimed his part of the property. Judges and jurors were to be bribed to say that tho re turned brother and son was no sen at all, but only an impostor. Tho trial fame on. Sir Matthew Hale, the pride of the English courtroom and for 20 years tho pride of jurisprudence, heard that that injustice was about to be prac ticed. He put off his official robe. Ho p.;t on tin' garb of a miller. He went to tho village where that trial was to take place. He entered tho courtroom. IIo somehow gat impaneled as one of tho jurors. The biil e* -jimearound, and tho man gave tosi pieces of gold to the other jurors, but as this was only a poor miller tho briber gave to him only five pieces of gold. A verdict was brought in rejecting the right of this returned brother. He was to have no share in tho inheritance. “Hold, my lord,” said tho miller. “Hold! We are not all agreed on this a .diet. These other men have re ceived ten pieces of gold in bribery and I have received only five.” “Who are you?. Whore do you come from?” said the judge on t lie Ixmch. The response was: “lam from Westminster hall; my name is Matthew Hale, lord chief jus tice of the king’s bench. Off of that place, thou villain!” And so the injus tice was balked, and so tho young man got bis inheritance. It was nil for another that Sir Mat thew Hale took off his robe and pnt on the garb of a miller. And so Christ took off his robe of royalty and put on the attire of our humanity, and in that dis guise ho won our eternal portion. Now we are the sons of God. Joint heirs! We went off from homo cure enough, hut we got back in time to receive our eternal inheritance. And if Christ was so kind to ns, surely wo can afford to be kind to each other. When Chancer Went to Italy. On the 1st of December, 1372, “Geof- fey Chaucer, esquire of the king, sent beyond the sea to transact some secret business of the lord king intrusted to him by the same lord king,” received, “in moneys delivered into his own hands, on aceonnt of his expenses,” the then considerable snm of LG6 18s. 4d. The mission to which the poet belonged included besides him James Frnnau and John do Mari, a Genoese citizen, both being named before Chaucer in the com mission delivered to them on the 12th of November of the same year. The journey lasted till the following autumn, and was in any case finished in Novem ber, 1373, for we find Chaucer on tho 22d of that month receiving “with his own hands” in London the arrears of a yearly pension granted to him some time before by letters patent pro bono servitio. The sum awarded to him at i tuning did not prove sufficient to cover his exposes. He produced an arconnt of them, which was examined by tho exchequer, and, after some delay neces sitated by the verification of his com- poti, a further sum of £25 6s. 8d. was allowed to him, on Saturday, the 4th of February, 1374. The issue roll from which this information is derived tells us at the same time which were the countries beyond the sea where Chaucer had had to go. He had traveled “for tho business of the king toward Genoa and Florence. ” Chaucer was, at the time ho started, 32 years of age, having l»een born (as seems most probable) in 1340. Ho had already seen much and gone through a variety of experiences. He had made war in France; ho had been a prisoner there; he had been in love; ho bod married; lie enjoyed some celebrity as a poet, having written "many an ympne” to the god of love, his beautiful elegy on the death of “Blanueho the Duchessc,” and, above all, his translation of tho “Komaunt of the Rose,” which had made him known on the continent and had obtained for him the praise of Eus- taohe des Champs, the best French poet of the day.—Nineteenth Century. The Yellow Shirt Yersns Suustroko. A hint conies from India which is worth using when the hot summer days are upon us. Lassitude and loss of ap petite are among tho first evidences of the effect of the sun’s heat upon the body, and in hot weather many persons who have povi r had sunstroke are debil- ^ated by what may fairly be called sun fatigue, which, although not serious, renders work of every kind more labo rious than it would otherwise he. The influence of the snu varies euormonsly on different individuals, some of whom have to take special precautions in order to be able tq resisi it. A spinal pad is psed by soldiers in many tropical coun tries. It arrests the light, which oflen works such injury, but is uncomfortably hot. According to a royal engineer, who is stationed in India, tho boon and bless ing beyond compare to those who have to spend part of their lives nnder a tropical sunlight is an orange colored shirt. Ho declared that he frequently fell sick after duty in the sun until ho treated himself ns a photographic sensi tive plate and surrounded his body with yellow light. All clothing, however thick, allows certain rays to puss, and although thick clothing would arrest all the injurious elements of sunlight, it would interfere with the escape of bod ily heat. Tho yellow shirt, for sensitive people who arc much in hot sunlight, is an excellent protection, only inferior to that simplest and best of all Indian pro- tcctives, a white umbrella, which has not yet been acclimated in this country. —Pittsburg Dispatch. JOHN W KELLY’S BIG HEART. Btorlo* of tli* T.nto Comritir.n’n f.rnrronn Natont Tohl l.y liin Frit ml*. The analysis of YJri \”. Kelly’* char acter as an at list ai.d \\ ; ,s perhaps made the other ni.iflit in an np town cafe in n manner l>< t j-lmwii to illus trate his various attribntes. Said one speaker: ‘‘Kelly’s versatility was inimitable. He had no equal in his particular line of vaudeville comedy, U eanre no other Variety performer ever apj reached his plane. He stood alone in the midst of his own creation. The glare of the foot lights and tho accessory of stage make np added nothing to Kelly’s humor. Ho was not a mimic. He followed no man as a model. What he did was spontane ous. Ho knew nothing of detail, and if he did he would have scorned to use it for artificial purposes. His climaxes of fun and wit were natnral and his mag-' netism was so great that ono irresistibly followed him wherever lie led. Ho was above vulgarity. He never uttered a joke unfit for a child’s ear. Take him all in all, the rolling mill man will never be duplicated, for lie died on the day of John W. Kelly’s death.” Said another speaker: “Kelly’s char ity to his brother actors was as unlimited as his wit. It was the charity, too, of the real sort, in which tho right hand’s gift was never known to the left While in Chicago a year or more ago, Kelly was met by a friend of his, a Catholic priest on a sick call. ‘Come,’ said tho clergyman to John, ‘and I will show you some of the rity’s squalor, how the poor and wretched live in poor and wretched lodgings and how they die there too. ’ I ‘‘John accompanied his friend to a poor quarter down near tho stockyards. In one of the poorest houses, amid tho most squalid surroundings, without a doctor, or food, or fire, lay a middle- aged woman in fever. It was tho old story of a drunken husband, tho wife becoming wage earner and stricken down nnder tho burden. I “After the priest had administered the rites of his church, and tho two got in tho open air again, Kelly said: | “ ‘Father, that woman didn’t need you so much as sho wants a doctor, fuel and food. ’ I “After further commiseration upon the sick woman and tho poor in general, the two separated. By noon that day a doctor, not in hospital service, visited the woman. Coal and wood, food and liquor, arrived too. If you believe in miracles, you might think an angel brought them. If you don’t, you’ll guess John W. Kelly sent them, and you’ll call the turn. Kelly, finishing his week’s engagement, left Chicago for his circuit and did not return again for upward of six months. On his first night at tho stage; door he met a wom an, comfortably clad, of tho poorer class, who shook his hand cordially and throngh her sobs endeavored to tell ( him that she was tho woman of the | wretched home who lay in fever six months before; how she would have died but for the nourishment ho provid- ■ ed, and how, night and morning since her recovery, sho had prayed for his welfare. She was charwoman then in one of the big office buildings and had saved out of her earnings $30 in old, worn, well thumbed greenbacks, which she tendered to Kelly as part payment | for her life, saved through his fore- j thought, piomising more when sho conld save it. | " ‘Tut, tut, my good woman!’ said t Kelly, looking tho other way with a moist eye and in a bluff voice as ho forced the money back upon tho woman. ‘Sure, where in God’s name do you think I would ever get money enough to bay a doctor and coal ana wood and all the other trimmin’s you tell of. It was Tony Pastor sent all those things to you.’ “The woman seemed a trifle disap pointed in being misled. Sho could not donbt Kelly, his voice was so sincere. She did not know Pastor from Xerxes, but, supposing him a friend of Kelly, a happy thought struck her. “Wouldn’t Mr. Kelly take tho $30 to Mr* Pastor and tell him for her how grateful she was and how she woo Id continue all the days of her life praying for him and Mr. Kelly? “This would have been a stumper for any other man except Kelly. He was eqnal to the occasion. “ ‘My good woman,’ said he, ’put your money in your pocket or in tho bank. Tony Pastor is dead nearly a year. He left $1,000,000 and two rail roads behind him, and his heirs would not thank you for your money. ’ “And everybody said Kelly was at his best that night. ’’—New York Tele gram. The Pope’s Sufferings. Both the Tribuna of Rome and the Secolo of Milan assert that Pope Loo XIII is a very ill man, whose sufferings wrought by rheumatism are something terrible. Dr. Lapponi, the special phy- sirian at the Vatican, will now allow no interviews. The pope randy venture* out into tho gardens and when he does ho is supported, almost carried, by his attendants. Tho last public audience was given by the pope on Aug. 4, when ho was visited by the American pilgrims. Artlflolnl Ivory. Another wonderful substitute for ivory lias just been discovered and pnt on the market by a Norwegian chemist. It is called luctite and is such a perfect imi tation of real ivory that nothing bnt an elaborate chemical analysis will dis cover the difference. It is made of ground bone and skimmilk. NOT A SICK DAY Fer Over Thirty Years! RESULT OF USING AYER’S PILLS ‘ f Ayer’s Cathartic Fills for over thirty years have kept mo in good health, never having had a sick day in all that time. Before I was twenty I suffered almost continually—as a result of con stipation— from dyspepsia, headaches, neuralgia, or hoils and other eruptive diseases. When I became convinced that nine-tenths of my troubles were caused 1>y constipation, I began the use of Ayer’s Fills, with the most satisfac tory results, never having a single attack that did not readily yield to this remedy. My wife, who had been an invalid for years, also began to uso Ayer’s Fills, and her health was quickly restored. 'With my children I had no ticed that nearly all their ailments were preceded by constipation, ami I soon bad tho pleasure of knowing that with children as witli parents, Ayer’s Fills, if taken in season, avert all danger of sickness.”—II. Wkttstkin, Bvron, 111. AYER S PILLS Highest Honors at World’s Fair. Ayer’s Sarsaparilla Strengthens the System. DR. 1. M. HAIR, DENTIST, Office in Settlemycr building. Teeth ex tracted without pain, t'irst-rloss: work sit reasonable price-..- Will he at I’acolcl from the lilt b to lat li of each nioiitb. A. N. WOOD, BANKER, docs a general Banking and Exchange business. Well secured with Burglar- Proof safe and Automatic Time Lock. Safety Deposit Boxes at moderate rent. Buys and sells Stocks and Bonds. Buys County and School Claims. Y’our business solicited. SOUTHERN RAILWAY. Modern Fire Worship In Scotland. Burgh* ad, in Morayshire, is unique in one respect. It has “the burning of tho clavie. ” This ceremony is gone through every New Year’s eve, old style. It is supposed to be a relic of fire worship. There is now only one other community, it is said, in Britain where the practice is carried on. The clavie consists of half an Archangel tar barrel fixed on the top of a fir prop, about four feet long. Tho second half of the tar barrel is broken up, pnt inside and mixed with tar. A stone must lie used to knock in the nail which connects tho pole and the barrel Tho broken bits in the barrel are then lighted by means of a burning pent, no such thing us a luci- fer match being allowed. For over 50 years the clavio has been made by tho same man, ami ono partic ular townsman has provided tho “livo” peat for 40 years. In the dark winter night tho blazing thing is borne up one street and down another at high apecd, then carried to the “Doorio Hill” in tho middle of tho village. Horo tho polo is fixed on a short, strong column, and tho clavie burns out. The women rush in mid picking bits of the now dying clavie to “keep the witches away” dis appear into the darkness.—Glasgow Herald. Always fold a dress shirt right side out for parking, as it will not wrlnklo $o much. PIEDMONT AIR LINE. Condensed Soliedute of I’nssenger Train*. Vcs. Lr Atlanta. C.T. •• Atlanta, K t- « Noroross - Buford — " Gainesville. •« Lula ... " Cornelia •• Mt, Airy •• Tocooa •• Westminste? •• geneca •• Central « Green vine .. « Sp!‘ri ftn ' )llr ^ “ Gaffneys •* Blacksburg •• King’s Mt •• Gastonitt • Ar. Charlotte •• Danville ... . Fiit.Mll No. IS Northbound. ' .J.. No. 30 No. IS |£*. dun® 14, 18i>0. j,j|n v> Dally, t’ally Sun. W u 5 86 p 3S a O-Mp 42 u 7 48p t IT, n 3 12 p * " 8 3Sp aon 8 87 p 12 oo in'll 1} 1 uo i> i- !•; i12 y* 2 23 i> ! 2 01 2 43 , 2 23 P Ar. Richmond 3 35 4 IS 4 45 5 30 6 IS 7 0« p; 8 20 12 00 0 00 a 0 40 Ar.Washington f» 42 n 0 40. p •• BaltmVPRR 8 'J; n £ ] « Philadelphia. 10 2i> a ■ . •• New York 12 *>4 m '» 20 a Soutlibonnd. ! V«'«. rut.Ml No. 11 No. :n No. 3.*> N °-l 4 Ex. Dally. Dally. l>ai, y Sun. Lv. N. Y.,P.R.R. 4 :») p 12 15 “ Philadelphia tl 55 p 3 5o " Baltimore. 0 20 p 6 22 ” Washington.. 10 43 p 11 15 Lv. Richmond ... 2 00 a 12 55 Lv. Danville 5 50 n 8 05 “ Charlotte... 9 35 a 10 55 ** Gastonia 11 30 “ King's Mt “ Blacksburg . ** Gaffneys .. 10 40 A 12 00 12 24 •* Spartanburg. 11 37 A 1 OH “ Greenville.., 12 23 p 1 50 ” Central 1 15 p 2 35 “ Seneca 1 35 p ‘2 5S " Westminster ** Toccoa 2 IS p 3 50 ’• Mt. Airy •* Cornelia :: 4 ‘jl “ Lula 8 13 p 4 39 " Gainesville . •• Buford 2 31 I* 4 57 " Noreross Ar- Atlanta, K. T. 4 55 p « 20 Lv. Atlanta, C. T. 3 55 p 5 20 •’A" a. m. ”P” p. m. “M" n< 2 00 n ,r 110 pi 1 86 p 2 03 p 2 2Up 3 05 p 4 40 p 5 40 p fl 00 p 0 22 p 658 p 7 40 p 7 45 p 8 12 p 8 30 p 007 p 0 43 p io 30 p 0 26 a 6 35 » 6 67 • 7 20 • 7 48 • 827 » 0 80 ■ 8 80 a •N” night. No«. 37 and 38—Washington and Kouthweat- •rn Vesiihulo Limited. Through Pullmaa ■hs.iM<rs U-tw(3<n New York and New Orleana via Washington, Atlanta and Montgomery,and also baturMB Hew York and Memphu, via Washington, Atlanta and Pirmlnghnm. Thh train nl*o carries Htehmond Augusta sleeping oars lietwecn Danville and Charlotte. Ftrsl elans thoroughfare roach IsTwismi Washington and Atlanta. Dining ears servo all meals en route. Nos. 35 and 88—United States Fast Mail. Pull* man sleeping ears between New York, Atlanta and New Orleans. Nos. 11 and 12—Pullman sleeping ears between Richmond and Danville. The Air Line Belle train, Nos. 17 and 18, will, from June 1st to October 1st, 1800, tsj operated between Atlanta and Mt. Airy, Ga., daily e» eept Sunday. W L H. GRKKN, J. M. CULP, Traffic MVr.. Washington, D. Ck ▼ A TURK, 8 H. HARDWICK, iT Pass. Ag't., Asa'tUeuT Pass. Ag't., igton, D. Q. Atlanta, (fa. V.H GRKKN, Gen'] SupL, Washington, D. O.