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THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., .TUNE 24, 1897. OLD MACK AND ME. '■ Tho Sage of Rocky Crook and His Varmint Dog. A PnrloaH Fight in tho Old Spring Ilrnm-h— Do C'utN Have IVinr 1,1 von f—An Alabama Lie. When I \vns only \vhat you inonyht call a sliirt waist boy J used to have a famous fine deg— which I called his name Mack, llo was about one- third hound and one-third cur, and then so fur as I know, and as To 113* Stringer wore al wa3's wont to sa3', the other third was “jest dog." And 1113' old dog Mnek ho was a great and furi ous hunter. He was good for possum and coon and other wild varmints, and particular rough on eats. One Saturda\ - eveuin along in the fall of flic 3'car me and Mack put out, we did, and went oil down the old spring branch for a rabbit hunt. We didn’t go so veiy far before 1 heard the dog squall and then go off on a red-hot trail. I fol lowed the music as fast as I could and 1 was right dost in behind the chase when Mack put his meat up a tree. Hut it want a rabbit, it want a possum and it want no coon. It was a cat—a big ring-streaked and striped scoundrel beast—biltong a plain house cat. And that want all. It was the old kul3’ Stouden,ire’s pet eat, and she was Jil in then, jest over the creek a mile and a half, or maybe a little better, from our house. Through a OoS«l Sweat. With the wild and v.at wnrd nature of a bo3’, nothin would do then but 1 must dam that tree and make the oat jump out and let m3' dog Mack put tiie final fixments of death upon him. .N"o- bod}’ couldn’t see us, and nobo<l3' wouldn’t never know it. There was only jest us two—Mack and me—and Mack couldn’t toll no stories out of school if he wanted to. By this time me and m3' dog to gether had caught and killed most everything that ranged the woods except a ring-streaked and striped house eat. In the main tinm the old people had told me more than onest that a eat had nine lives, which of course I only believed 1113 pro rata share of that. So consequentially I cut mo a des perate and warlike hickory stick and tip that tree I went. I bullragged and crowded the eat till present^- she bunched her feet and made a dark streak through the native air. When she hit the ground ok! Mack he ties right there with her. The committee on credentials had made their report and til® convention was now reedy for busi- riesV 1 hurriedlv* hacked down out of the tree so as to get in on the ground floor and witness the proeeedins. Well, old Mack and the cet thev had it—tip and down and c.or and under— whilst the blood spurted and the fur flew like dust and dead leaves in a whirlwind. For a little while it was hal'd to tell for certain who would and who wouldn’t—who could and who couldn’t. Sometimes it seems to me as if the eat would take the chijis, and sometimes it would look like old Mack held four aces, with flushes barred. As time wore off and the fight went on fast and furious I got monstrous sick and tired of the job. I was raley sorry then that me and Mack hud ever opened the pot, but bein as w e had got into the game I felt like we must win out, or die. Onest in awhile, from all the general signs and appearments of the case, 1 would think old Mack had killed the cat. Lut, dad'olame her, she wouldn’t sta3' dead. Hhe would catch her foreath and come again, and evoiy time she i iz a squullin and fightin to beat six bits. I thought in rr.y soul it must be true about a cat bavin nine lives, and maybe more than that. B03' like and fool like I wept and prayed in fear and tremblin—which I do reckon I prayed the most out- pr.-yine-st prayer that a white bo\' ever sent up to the throne of grace prayin the good Lord to help old Muck and let him whip that fight and kill the cat, if He thought that would be fair, or at an\' rates not to help tin* cat an3' to speak of. But J still had my doubts as to who won id take the gate money, and no finally at last I thought about my warlike stick—which I took that and waded into the fight. By-and-by me and Mack win out ahead and put th£ cold and cverlastin fixments on the cat. In the general scrap and scrimmage old Mack had lost one eye, whilst he got a sw allow fork in his right oar and an under bit in his left—which t he same 1 had to 1 \plain when I returned back home. But to a boy of m3' general shape and talents explanations come as natural and oas3’ as tallin off of a wet leg. All I had to do was It) make a tre- ineudius big mammy coon out of old Mises Stoudonmire’s house eat, and onest more all was lovely at the con fluence of the streams. scream, and see the bltKxl spurt and the fur 113'. Before midnight I do reckon I lind went through with everything in the way of mortal pain and sufferin, from a cold sweat to a buck r.gor, and from a nightmare to a dead faint. And then I felt like I couldn’t stand it no longer. Under the painful circumference of the awful surroundins, I couldn’t think of anything better for me to do than to take a rale bad case of the earache. I had traveled the road before and I knowed good ami well Unit nothin would touch Am t Liza’s heart so quick and deep as the moans ami groans of a suiYerin bo3'. She will strike a light, sa3 s I to mv self, and come and work w i*h me ami wait on me till the s}>ell passes off. And so she did. When she heard 1113’ moans and groans and sobs and sighs, she struck n light and here she comes. With laudanum and warm water, and spin its of turpentine and hot flannels, she doctored me through the dark and wearv hours of the night. But I didn’t have aiyv serious notion of sfav*- in out there in that shed room by nyv lone self, and so instid of the usual speedy r. eoveiy, gradually !>}' degrees I got worse and worse. When at last daylight come so Aunt Liza could go out and find a live J?ets3' bug, pull its head off and Jet the onlvest drop of blood fall in my ear, m\' sufferin 3'ield- cd to the treatment and I got well. Now then, so fur as I know, old Misci Stoudenrnirc’s ring - streaked and striped eat is dead till yet. My old flog Mack lived on thn ugh many 3'ears, a holy terror to every wild varmint that ranged the woods. But as for me and him, one house «;nf was a largo and gracious plenty. Only u Freak of \atare. “Jist between us gals, as it were, Uufe. there are but blame few things in this world v hi *h I know for cer tain. But if I have to tell it on 1113' own triflin self, I do know a most hellatious plenty about two or three things- men and horses amongst the. rest. Now I would love for some of tin se durn litenaw fellcf?, that have went off to school and picked up a lit tle smatterin of everything, to tell mo v by it is that a man like Andy Lucas ' can stick to the cold facts all along the line till it eon.es to horsis, and then couldn’t tell the truth with a deed, rest “The hands and the stock Lein Ire-* niendius bus\ - hi3 in b\' corn, 1 had cut me a fast three-3'car-old walk in stick and lit out and went over to spend tho | dav with my old friend and fellow serv ant, Bunk Weatherford. And when ho brum lied off on the freaks of human nature I told him he would have to eome at me w ith somethin a littie more, easier. “You must recollect, Bufe, that I was swappin horses often and on, more or less, before A1HI3' Lucas was ever horned and brnng forth into this world. Horse tradin ain’t 1113' roglar business, 3on understand, and I don’t make no sulfurious big brags about what 1 can do in those regards. But it gives me a eomin appetite to spit w hen J see a man like And\', which makes it his busi ness to trade, and trade for the stuff he can squeeze out of it, tryin to throw- sand in my 031*8 and do the swappin for both of us. I nun’ have all the marks and appearments of a native- born idiot, and I ma3' have m3' lucid ; intervals, as the doctors call cm, but I’ll bedndburned if 1 have overset saw tin* da\' when 1 was fool enough to let \ml3' Lucas swap my horse for his, , without n>3' knowledge or consent, and me not even lookin on when he made i the trade. was settin for Andy and ever}' time he would ask me almut the big sorrel I re sponded back that the big sorrel want gone nowheres. “Along in the 1. st cool days of Sep tember I went to town one Saturda3'. The big sorrel w as lookin’ to be in line fix, and the minut And3' clapped eyes on him I could see that m3' time had cOtne to win out even. I let on like I didn’t have my tradin stock with me that dav, but And}' wanted the big sorrel. He followed me around town and then followed me half vva}- home. At last he got my horse and I got a tol erable good plug mule and six dollars— ’twas all he had—to boot. Andy then lit out to make a three-dnv's’ trip over in the hill country, and when he re turned back home the big sorrel was thin in flesh and dead on his legs onest more. In the next place And}* had to sell him to a poor travelin preacher for •■BiO on a credit, and in less than a month lie was as dead as they ever make ’em. “Anvhow, Rufe, I am even now. In fact, I ruther think I am alvend of the game. And I do hope and trust by this time. And}' Lucas has got forgive ness for that 22-inch Alubuinadk',” TIME AS A DOCTOE Arp Saye That Pationco Will Erica' All Things. Settlement »vvh. Jule NhIkts and his wife have got one of the onlvest boys in the settle ment—which the}’ call his name iXm. Somebody told Dan if he* would swal low a few fish bladders it wouldn’t be no trouble for him to swim. Jule lie went fishing the ether da}' and caught a fine* string—cat and perch and suckers-—and Dan didn’t do a blamo thing but sail in and swallow 35 fish bladders, fresh and raw. The}* sent, for the doctor that night.. Jule thinks his boy Dan will recover in health, though he is still feeble In mind. Dan sa}s if he ever gets up from there he will tackle the biggest and deejiest wash hole on the creek. I nither hope he will. Then fish blad ders wouldn’t save him from u water}’ gra ve. RUFUS RAN PURS. MUSTAPHA GOES TO SCHOOL. Oirlows Procession Thnt Attends n Moorish Hoy on the First Day. [Copyright, 1S97.] Until Mustafa was five years old, lie had lived with his mamma, with the two other wives and with their Jvlnck slaves and attendants, in the harem, or woman’s part, of Ids father’s big house in Tangier. We would hardlv' call it a house at all, sinc£ H js all out of doors. Build a high wall on four”sides cf C* and a two-story piazza all round the ^ per biu:iirt»j:ny at £1 a hundred, corn square on the inside, and you have a at 50 cents, sweet potatoes nt 7j cents. 1 r ........ ,'<1. <*.. ..^ i .* It Dents n Politician--Rnrtovv Man Declares That Hotter Times Are Now in SlKht. ••Watchman, tell us of the night.” It has been often said that “old Father Time is a good doctor.” 1 believe that lie is about to cure the countr}' of hard times. Certain it is that neither politi cians nor legislation has done an}' good. The disease was not even diag nosed, but the patient is getting well. Neither Cleveland nor anti-Cleveland nor McKink*}' nor the tariff', nor pop ulism has ainthing to do with it. Time is the medicine, and when time cures a patient he stays cured a goc/d, long period. I had rheumatism several years and the doctors worked on me until the}' got tired and quit, but old Dr. Time came along, and after awhile the rheumatism just trot tired and quit me and went away of its own accord. For six years we have all been eussin’ and fussin’ and diseussln’ about the disease that afflicted the countr}'. Ever}' politician had a remedy, but somehow the people have lest confi dence in our so-called statesmen and their medicine won’t sta}' on the stom ach. A first-class politician can argue the legs off' an iron pot or the spots off a leopard. I hoard Aleck Stephens make a great speech away back in the ’4')’s and he proved that the democratic part}- was responsible for all the calam ities that had befallen the country for 2D v'earx, even to the high price of cof fee and the low price of cotton and the yellow fever in Savannah. I was ruminating about this because I have been traveling around a good •leal of late, and if the tin.es are not Ix-tter then all signs deceive me. Farm ing is claimed to be the foundation of all prosperity the mudsills of the building—and if so, then I know the times an* improving, for the diligent farmer is prospering evcrv'when* in the sunny south outside of Hoods and cy clones. The crops in South Carolina ; are well advanced and promising. Harvest is at hand in north Georgia ' and Tennessee, and was never better, Kvervthing the farmer grows corn- mauds a fair price and everything he has to buy is cheap. The price of ! wheat and corn sad hav is better than ! . ■* t. - . • jt vr.s fictn io«0 to Is DO—wheat at prett}' fair idea of a Moorish house. The high wall keeps the wind away, and the sua rhinos down into the Sqi A NTRlit of Terror*. \ That night was my regular time to go over the creek and see Aunt Liza Itaiborn. As usual when bedtime Lome she took me out in the little shed room which she kept for us boys and tucked me away for the night. But to save my life I couldn’t sleep narr}* blosied lick for thinkin about old Mim s Stoudemuire’s ring-streaked and slnpcd eat, which me and Mack had ifft for dead down in the spring launch. I knowed tremendius well ttiat me and the dog together had •tipped the fight and killed the cut, btr I ijidn’t know for certain that she would .sta}' dead and remain fcocre. I had Vome monstrous serious and chilly diuibts in regards to that. Every time I shut my eyes I could hear a cat An Alultania Lit*. “Onest upon a time—seven v ears ago this summer—Andy made his first pass at me for a hoist* trade, and I didn’t do u blessed thing but stand there with ni}' finger in m} - mouth and let hjjn swap the ver} socks ofen me, as it were. He was ridin of a big high-headed sor rel horse and I had a good plug of a mule, both of which hud shed their baby teeth man} - } curs before. I didn’t have but precious little tosa}' about the mule from the simple fact that sluj hadn’t been lookin to me for her corn and fodder but a few days and I didn’t know much to tell. “ There’s the mule, Andy, and if we trade you must take her like the hair stands,’ says I. “But from the way Andy talked a stranger couldn’t tell but w hat he had raised the sorrel from a colt. Natural- 13' 1 had to put a little salt on his ram- blin remarks, but be looked me so full and straight in the face tiil I thought he mought b}' mere accident tell me the truth soinewheres along the line. Hut in less than three days it come to pass that Andy hadn't told me* a blame thing ulxiut the horse which was so. I didn’t ask him no questions and he didn’t have to tell me no lies. He Lad done it from (he force of habit or a freak of nature and I can’t say which. “Amdiigst other things Ami}' told me —and lowed he would kiss the Bible on it—that the big sorrel was the bullicst plow horse that ever peeped through a collar, ami that he hud been pullin a 22-inch Alabama sweep for three weeks hand runnin which in the fullness of time that turned out to be the 22-inch Alabama lie. “That was along in the last «!a\'s of June and I was in a scandalous big push to scrape through my ••orn for the last time. Well, the big sorrel was now foragin in my lot, and I lowed he mought as well be lookin through a set of plow gear for me. So eom-equential- 1}' I hooked him up and swung him In the next mornin. He belt out till about noon and then turned up with a roarin bud eaw of the thumps. From that he we!it slap to pieces and was dead on his legs for two weeks. “W Isit did I <lo? What could I do, but stand still and take my medicine like a man? But from then on I didn't do a eonUncntial thing to the big sorrel bu* feed mm on green stuff and pile up soft fat on his hones. In the main time I all day long, and the birds splash their w ings in tin* spray. Hinging it over the beautiful tiled floor, and the orange trees scent the air; so that it is not such an unpleasant place after all. When it was cold or rain}', Mustafa, like everyone else in the house, simpl}' put on more clothing, so that he looked like a small round ball of cloth, w ith a baby head peering out of the folds at the top. Mustafa w as a pure-blooded Moor, as proud of his long line of ancestors as an}' American or European boy could lie. And as none of these ancestors had ever been negroes or, indeed, any thing but Moors, he was as white and fair of complexion as an}' boy with black hair ever is in any countr} . His sisters had beautiful fair fares, too, but because the}' w ere girls their finger nails were airead}', at three and four 3'ears old, dyed red; and their hair was colored with henna so that it rich golden brown. But Mustafa El Hadri, son of Mus tafa, was not to see so much of his sis ters hereafter, for he was now live 3curs old and the time had come when, by old Moorish custom, he was 14> go to school. B.v old custom, too, tin* first day in school was made a great cele bration. It was quite an impressive day to Mustafa, and one that he will long remember. Earl} in tin* morning he was arrayed in his finest gel aba, or hooded robe, and after a breakfast of coffVc, sweet biscuits and dates was lifted to the back of a splendid!}' ornamented horse, whose embroidered saddle cloth ainms-t swept the ground. Quite a little pro fession was then formed. A number of the sultan’s soldiers laid been hired for the ceremony, and they, too, were all dressed in their best clean white ; gowns and turbans. A few of the sol- 1 diers led the procession; Mustafa came next, his fat little legsstiekingstralght out on each side, his pudgy lists grasp- 1 ing tin.* high pommel of the saddle, ; t j ie That is one gfxjd thing which wan covered in the Moorish fashion with red cloth. Behind, in a long line- for the street was narrow’ came Mustafa's father and a large num ber of his friends, .the principal in**:- chants utid officers of the town. The rest of the soldiers brought up the rear. shouting at the top of his voice. Finni- l} - the}' came to the great open market pliMfi Just outside the southern gate, of flic town, and there the soldiers drew up in two long lines and ha/1 a uois}* sham battle, spurring their horse* wild- ]}• toward each other, shouting fierce cries and firing their guns with reck less waste of powder. Finally the whole procession drew up at the door of the school, adjoining a mosque, and Mustafa wan lift/'d down from his horse and taken in. After that day Mustafa went tosehool In ver}' much the same way as other lxi}'s do, but he did not have the same lessons that American boy* Burn. He seems to have spent most of his time sitting cross-legged fiaton thetloor and singing tin* verses of the Koran till lie had learnt man}' of thotn by heart; but ns no Christian is ever allowed to go into a Mohammedan school, it is not easy to say what rise is or is not taught there. Irish potatoes at t’.u; chickens from la to 20 cents and wood at .11.50 a cord, ■m mines down into the 1 What is the matter ..iUi* the farmer? ;C court where fh? fountain plays 1 Suppose his cotton is down to seven cents, lie can make money on it at that. A man at Union, S. told me he had made last year sno bales on 800 acres, and cleared $3,0C0. How isthat? When [ was a young merchant cotton aver ag'd about eight cents a j>ound; corn •!0 cents a bushel; wheat 75 cents, j#o- tatoes 25. wood a cord. Shirting and calico were 12Vi cents a yard, sugar and coffee 12V8 cents a pound. Iron was five cents, and steel 75 cents and nails eight cents. Now all ' v ese things except coffee are half prn id all that the farmer grows for sale is 25 per cent, higher except cotton. But still he is not. happy. Up north, of course, it is different, for it takes all they can make in six months’ summer to support them the six winter months. I am sorry for those people, that is for all the clever ones, and wish they could sell out to the fanat i<-H and fools and eome down here to this blessed land, was a Thrir laboring class who have no land and work about for wages say they lire riot coming, for Hw*y can get $25 u month up there, and we pay our ne groes only ten dollars. That’s so. That’s the way it’s put down in the hast census. But the census didn't toll how the farm laborer up there is wanted only three months, end the other nine he jobs around for little or nothing, and it takes hi.-' last nick**! to keep from freezing to death. And the •'ensus don't ti ll how onr negro laborers on the farms get their w ages all th** year round and get a comfortable cabin rent free and have no firew ood to buy, and every family has a garden and they raise chickens and eggs and a pig or two and have scraps enough from their table to support two hound dogs and a lice. Besides all this, they bait holes in the creek and catch suckers by night and hunt rabbits on Sunday.* Talk about our cheap labor. There isn’t a respectable negro man in Bartow county who isn’t better off and hap pier than the average farm laborer at the negro has done for the south, lie has intimidated the northern scurf and the f<*r>*ign scurf and kept them away. 1 saw in the columns of the Constitution not long ago a statement in figures that was taken from a Boston pajH*r showing that since 1S50 the for eign population, inclusive of their chil li) this order Mustafa and his escort • (p-en born since their arrival, has in- mde through all the principal streets | 4 . rons ,. ( j j,,.,. i„ New England, of the town, everyone singing and while the natives have increased but six A per cent, in all that time. The exact figures were given. Isn’t that awful? New* England had Just as well give up their time-honored and historic coun try. religion and all, to three foreigners. When I was in Nashville the other <lay I locked wBh pride at the exhibits of our southern industry that greeted me everywhere. In a former letter I made sjiecial mention of the magnificent dis play of the Nashville & Chattanooga railroad; that includes the Western Al Atjgutic railroad of our state, but our 1/southern roods arc emulating Maj. Thomas' example, eap<>clallv the Jeorgia railroad, whose exhibit makes every Georgian feel proud. Besides tho beautiful lisovv of grain, fresh from the harvest fields, there are minerals of almost every kind, from the granitp f Stone mountain to the gold mid pre cious stones of Hull county. Just imag ine a solid granite c'vllsk split out In the rough and uuhe.wn that Is 4b feet high and fr. c feet square at the base and that weighs 70,000 pounds. Then there is the Louisville & Nashville, and the Flant system, and the Seaboard Air- Line that the wondering visitor will not fail to see. Well, now,of course, everybody knows that every uum and corporation and state will show up the very best they have got, for that is just human. Any good old country woman will put the cleanest eggs and the finest apples on top of the basket when slie goes to town. Hut if the average products of our in dustry and resources are nearly as good as those exhibits there, we have a wonderful country. Let a stranger look from a ear window as lie ride<* along, and he will not be surprised when he gets to Nashville, for just now it is harvest time, and the scenery is as pretty as a picture. I remember that 1 doubted the propriety of the Atlanta exposition, but it proved itself a wise ed ucational measure, and now the Ten nessee centennial is alrt*ac!y a grand success anel will grow into greater im portance as the weeks roll on. Soon the fa rmers will have more leisure, and at the low rates of travel will avail thenis<*lves of this great privilegi—this kindergarten for their wives and chil dren. And my faith is that if al! classes, the fanner is tne best able to go, and will reap the greatest profit from his visit. Jnst think what is thrown in free to delight the* senses—what beau tiful grounds and shady walks; what Inanity of architecture, what wonderful paintings and works of the sculptor’s art, and what grand fireworks by night, and what delicious music by day! Where else can we hear Sousa and Innes with their orchestra without going l.tES) miles—and where that sweetest of all music, the piano, when it is touched by a master’s hand? Away back in the 40’s I thought my wife could charm even the anirrls when she touched the chords of her old-fashioned piano, and subdued men to her will and wish vvitii | the jH>wer of music. But I was des perately in love with her then, and 1 reckon would have married Ir r anyhow, music or no musie -t hat is. if she w ould have had me, and I rcekon she would. Honors were easy. But “music hath I charms to soothe the savage breast," and she soothed mine. “Oh, music! what is it and where does it dwell?” M v wife still plays when feeling sad, and cR”-’t tell why. 0 r, <? of our daughters has r; eeiitly Bought a baby grand, a d any wife plays on it a good deal, fur her fingers, though not as angelic as they used to be, have not lost their magic touch, and she declares that if she had on/! like that in the house it j would renew her youth. I M’elL it is coi ifortmg to feel as- , sure*/ 1 , that after all oar troubles and ap prehensions, the south is again on top. As my friend Co!. Killebrevv says: “She is on top—and if there is any higher pinnacle, she will be on top of that.” — Hill Arp, in Atlanta Constitution. Col. Simvv’* S*lsl<*r. The dedication of the Shaw monu ment at Hoston has recalled ai anec- ! dote published man} veals ago about Mrs. Min turn, one of Col. Shaw \s sisters. | In the days just after the war she was I riding in a street car, and among the I passengers there happened to be a rich- ! ly-dressod woman whose bearing was j marked by a somewhat trying air of : self-appreciation. 'The ear stopped for \ another passenger, who proved to be a ' colored woman, clad in calico and hum ble respectability. The only vacant seat was one next to the impressive per- 5 nonage in silk, and this, after a mo- l meat’s hesitation, the newcomer took. ; The fashionably-dressed woman edged away a.s far as she could, with open | looks of contempt and disgust. Hres- 1 ently a passenger seated by Mrs. Min- tnrn left the ear. The fashionubly- I dressed woman rose with an air, swept 1 her skirts away from the colored wem- ! tin, crossed the aisle, and sat down by Mrs. Mint urn. Immediately Mrs. Min- j turn arose, with an exactly similar air, swept her own skirts aside, < rossed the j aisle, and sat dov.-p by the colored wom an. Thus was the affront to the latter 1 avenged in a manner at once effective j an/I delight fully feminine, quite worthy . of a sister of the man under whose lead- j ership negroes Lad so well demons?rai- i **zl their right to respect,— N. Y. Times. A I^***on of Self-Control. An eminent Scotch divine was in his : jouth regarded by the villagers where i he was brought up as a "gay, wild lad.” One day In* jumped into an old woman's garden and commenced to pluck the berries off the bushes. The old wom an gave chase, whereupon he leaped th. dyke, and was soon scudding up the ioa/1, the old woman yelling after him: “Ye lang-lcpged deevil! I'll sort ye for this yet." Years after lie took the de gree of LL. J)., and, preaching in his na tive village, he observed the old lady in the congregation. At the close of the service he sent the beadle to say he de sired to speak to her. After some talk she inquired the meaning of the “LL. D.” after Ids name. *'Oh,” said lie, with a waggish look in his eye, “do you not remember dubbing me that yourself on tli/* day I plundered your garden?" The w oixls came back to the old woman’s mind, and with a gleam of horror on her face, she retired, exclaiming: “Well, I never!” and mentally resolved she would be more guarded with her t/nigue In the future.- London Telegraph. C*»nini«n-Sen*e Ileauty Lint. An authority on physical training for women gives the following directions for securing the best results, which naturally must be modified by indi vidual characteristics and circum stances'. “Sleep nine hours out of the 21. bathe in cold water, exercise five minutes daily with light dumbbells, drink a cup of hot liquid before break fast. spend haW an hour every day in outdoor exercise, make the best of bad bargains, and always keep your tem per.” On tlio Oftier Foot. "Your minister doesn’t jump at his conclusions?” "No, he just yells and the congrega tion Jumps."—N. Y. Truth. DIDN’T LIKE TEE CITY. Country Cow Makes Lots of Trouble for Mr. Beauchamp. I n foreseen 01>*tucle* to Lending tiie OliKtinate Creature Quickly TSiroutfli tiie Quiet St recta of Atluutu at Nisht. There are a great many different kinds of trouble in this world, but, says the Atlanta Constitution, J. B. Beau champ, a well-known citizen, had an ex perience with a cow the other night which puts him in the category with the modern Jobs. Beauchamp bought a cow in Gwinnett count}' and under took to get her to his home in Atlanta, which is out on Marietta street, near Collins’ brickyard. The cow never be fore having seen the sights in a great city became unruly as soon ns she reached the limits. Then it was that Beauchamp struck upon the happy thought of leading his cow through the city aft/'r dark. There was no help for it. He had to pass right through the heart of the city, which he approached from Decatur street, and Lis route lay down that thoroughfare and out Mari etta street. The cow would not pass electric ears and the rumbling wagons in daytime, and Beauchamp thought everything would be all right when tiie shades of night fell and Atlanta was resting after the excitement of the busy day. Beauchamp waited until about one. o'clock at night, when there was not n street car or vehicle on the streets, and then he started up Decatur street with his cow. He had r,.>t gone n ariv squares before a watchful poMee officer hailed him and asked him vv here he got the cow and why he was driving it through the city at such an unusual hour of the night. Beauchamp compli mented the officer on Lis vigilance and Atlanta on having such watchful guard ians of the jieaee. and explained the situation. It was some trouble, be muse the cow would not stand still, and he was in a profuse perspiration, lie was at last permitted to proceed on his way after having lost 15 minutes. But he was an honest citizen, and did not wish to rest under any suspicion. lie had not gone two squares farther before he was stopped by another po liceman, end he again explained tiie situation as pa'ienf.'y as he could un der the cirsumstanccs. Another 15 Hi —Js, _ 4 HAILED BY HIS COI’SHIP. minutes were lost. It chanced that the very hour Beauchamp had selected for his night trip through the city vva* when the watches of the police force had just been changed, and he began to en counter ail the 50 or 00 policemen who were on their way home. Nearly every one of them stopped him and he was obliged to explain himself and his cow. He was getting mad, but he would, not show it. Finally he reached the city barracks, where (’apt. Thomp son and several other officers were sit ting out on the sidewalk. They hailed him, and Capt. Thompson asked: "What will you take for that cow, mister?” Beauehnmp mopped his dripping brow as he replied: "I know you want to ask me what I am doing out on the streets at this time of night with a cow. So just ask it." “Well, that’s what I will do." replied the police captain. And Beauchamp for about the fortieth time explained the situation. “I don’t think you w ill ever get that cow home," remarked ('apt. Thompson, gravely, “for you will have to p. - ^ four or five more policemen on Marietta street.” “Good T/ord!” exclaimed Beauchamp. “I’ve a good notion to give the blamed row away. She has already cost me more trouble than she is worth. It has got so that she stops every time she sees a policeman.” He was allowed to proceed on his w ay, and in about ten minutes there came a ring at the telephone. The call officer answered the ring, and turning to Capt. Thompson he said: “An officer has found a strange man driving 11 cow through tin* street.” "T1 int’s Beauohflinp in more trouble.” the captain said; "just tell the officer that the stranger has a passport.” It is presumed that Beauchamp and his cow got home nil right some time before breakfast. But be will doubtless never undertake to drive another cow through Atlanta at night. Nome Ilnri Importation*. Englishmen introduced the rabbit to Australia, where it ruined vast area* of valuable land. Weasles sent to cor rect the mistake found ground birds* good eating and let the rabbits alone. Scotsmen bestowed the thistle upon New Zealand, and then wished thejr >f w hich hadn't. A pretty water weed of Englishmen are fond was plansplanted to New Zealand, and throve so that it /lams broad rivers. The mongoose sent to Jamaica to kill off the cane rata exterminated them and developed & fine liking for poultry. Affrie«ltar« I* Rnaaln. 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