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fh, distant days of ohildish joy—
Oh, davs of childish pain,
iTfs sweet when Fancy I employ
jJTo win you back again.
fhe rTfojAnfv settool bell, with its charming call, .
Xlaj^P truant niche
and, best and worst of nil,
•^H|Wlittle willow switch.
Ho wizard’s wand was ever raised
More potent or more grim dazed,
Above some sprite, spellbound and
« Than that lithe, lingering limb. melt
Bow my wild pirate mood would
! As I began to twitob
SVith saintly yearnings, as I felt
The little willow switch! -
IN THE BALLOON CORPS,
NABLE to stand the
new conditions,over
twenty years ago,
wr soon after France
was forced to sur¬
I render Alsace and
Lorraine to G e r
many, a good many
people of those pro¬
vinces came to Eng¬
land rather than
-iwear allegiance to the Emperor Will
iam^ Among them was an old soldier,
who told me the following story in
broken English that I will uot attempt
to transcribe.
“You are mistaken,” said he, with
some vexation. “I am not a German.
Because I speak German, that does
not make German my heart. It is all
French. I’m an Alsatian. We*Alsa
tians are more French than the French
because from France we
■hong had brotherhood and equality and
rnedom.
“In the great war I was in the
army. Did I fight in many
battles? No, I did not fight at all.
But for all that I was in six battles
. under fire, and sometimes in worse
" danger than the who fought. In
men
the balloon corps I was twice wounded.
>f “You think that was strange? You
think there was no danger in the re
-connaissance with\balloons, eh? But
if you saw' how fast the Germans
■ shelled our balloons as soon as they
-stopped in the air!
“Stopped—how stopped? Why,
stopped at the’end of the rope.U You
•don’t suppose war balloons go loose,
do you ?
fiy‘Weli, if you saw' how the’Germans
fired at them, and how they brought
theit- long-range guns to bear on the
ground where the end of the balloon
rope was, then you wou Id know whether
there was danger for the men of the
balloon corps.
“I do not speak of the officers that
-went up in our balloons to view the
^enemy’s lines. Any one may under¬
stand the risks they ran, when rifle
balls and shells were screaming to
pierce the balloon and bring its car
tumbling down. No, I speak more of
the risks we privates had from the
German fire on our standing ground.
“Could they see us? No; but they
could see the balloon. They’re uot
fools, the Germans. When they could
see the balloon, they could quickly
calculate about where itsropes touched
JSB the ground. Oh, that terrible Ger
.in artillery! Skrei-i-i-i! I think I
wPear the shells shrieking again. Often
we had to stay in one place for an
hour, two, three hours, losing more
by death and wounds than the same
number of soldiers on outpost duty.
But the most terrible of all was what
happened to me at the end.
“It was toward the latter part of
wAugust, ten days after the traitor,
JBazaine, had cooped us up in the for¬
tification of Metz. The order came
from my squad to go out far, far toward
the German lines, send up our balloon,
and get a look at what the enemy were
-doing.
“For ten minutes after we had sent
tip the balloon, there was no firing at
it. There it floated a thousand feet
high. It was pressed toward the Ger¬
man lines by the breeze, j which
seemed stronger above.
/ “I stood near the cylinder, or drum,
which we had let out nearly all
■Che rope that held the balloon from
Bfising Hunted and blowing away. This rope
f toward the Germans as it
‘L up.
r had hold of this rope; my two
hands were above my head grasping the
xope. I was resting like this, when all of
a sudden the German artillery opened
Cfire.
Ip “They position had not calculated perfectly, the bal- but
very
they got ours well. First, five shells
flew over the woods at the balloon.
These were all timed to burst, as they
-did, almost|together. But none’of their
^fragments hit the balloon; they had
- burst too far behind and below it.
“While I was watching these ex¬
plosions, a far bigger shell'came curv¬
ing over the wood, as if flung from a
mortar. It fairly struck the windlass
drum on which-the rope was wound,
the same moment, and seemed to
fHEm or wound every member of the
-squad except I me. not hit, I half
: “Though was was
stunned by the concussion, and of
-^fifcround I should have been thrown to
if I had not held on by the
U’K I understand. did not know I I was too holding much
was
dszed to know what had liappenedior
what I was doing. Iknew I was alit'e,
and that was about all. And X clung
KISSINC THfi ROD.
What dreams of conquest and of gore
Were swiftly made to flee
As I was meditating re'.entiess o’er
That kind, knee!
And felt, though I could not descry.
The bannering beauty which
Was, line by line, imprinted by
The little willow switch.
When we the flashing sword extol
And hail the mightier pen,
And cheer the gun whose echoes roll
Fierce o’er the paths of men,
Let’s not forget another source
Of good results, so rich;
That mighty civilizing force.
The little willow switch!
to rope as if it was to save me from
drowning.
“When my full senses came back, I
felt that my feet were off the ground.
I looked down. The earth was a hun¬
dred feet below me. Next moment it
seemed nearer, and I saw why. The
balloon, carried swiftly by the wind,
had already lifted me over the wood.
It was drifting toward the German
camp. J
“All this occurred so quickly that I
was more surprised than scared. Some¬
how, perhaps because I was lifted so
easily, I had a sort of confidence that
I should be as easily set down. But
where? How long could I keep my
hold? The balloon might rise above
the clouds, with me dangling a thou¬
sand feet below it till I must drop
from exhaustion.
“I must have something on which
my feet or legs could press. The sen¬
sation that they were weighing me
down was hideous. I lifted one leg
as if to clutch it round something
firm. You know how a man will do
that when he is holding on by his
hand and beginning to lose his grip.
It is an unconscious movement. Well,
my leg touched the trailing rope—the
rope which passed down in front of
my body, and which followed slanting
behind me, just as the rope above
slanted up from me to the balloon.
“At touch of the rope I instinctively
threw forward my legs, but failed to
hold the rope between them. With
that, a great shout came up from a
brigade of our infantry over which I
was passing. The soldiers, I suppose,
had not quite understood the horror
of my situation till they saw the move¬
ment of my legs.
“With the sense of being watched
by thousands I felt a certain new
strength come. I thrust forward my
left leg till I felt the rope inside the
thigh, then I clutched with the right
leg and held the rope. Then I kicked
my right foot round and got a better
hold. This gave a good deal of relief
to my hands. Then I looked down.
“Directly beneath me were the
spiked helmets of a German regiment.
All were gazing upward. Fifty thou¬
sand enemies looked steadily as me.
They had stopped, overcome with
wonder.
“Rifle firing between the outposts
must have ceased as I was dangling
over their ground, for shooting seemed
to break out afresh and distant as I
looked down into the faces of a squad¬
ron of Uhlans.
“The Uhlans pointed in amazement
at me with their lances. One must
have raised his carbine to fire at me,
for I distinctly heard a loud cry:
“No! Do not shoot. We will fol¬
low and capture the balloon, and the
officers in it. If you kill the man he
will fall, then his weight will relieve
the balloon, and up it will go again.”
“Up it will go again! Again! It
was well for me I understood Ger
man. The balloon must then be fall
ing, aud quickly, too. Hope and
strength revived me. I understood
better than the Uhlans what was hap¬
pening.
“My officers, away up above, were
releasing gas. They were risking
capture to save me. They were try¬
ing to put me so near the ground that
I could drop safely.
“Looking up, I saw faintly for an
instant their white faces gazing down
and back at mine. They waved their
shakos at me.
“They were indeed trying to save
the poor private soldier! God bless
them for brave men and honest oifi
cers! I resolved to drop when within
thirty feet of the ground, and thus save
them.
“The balloon as it descended, must
hove reached a breeze of little speed,
for the Uhlans, whom I had heard and
sometimes seen clattering further and
further behind, were agaiu galloping
beneath me. Every man was looking
upward. All were taking ditches and
hedges in their strides. With the ex¬
citement of the chase they began to
yell. Their leader silenced them with
an angry command.
“They now carried their lances
pointing straight up by their knees,
every butt in its socket. I had the
thought that I must, when I fell, be
impaled on those glittering points. I
was incessantly turning, and grew
more and more giddy. I attempted to
seize the rope with my teeth, and failed.
Expressions of pity came from the
galloping Uhlans.
“ ‘Poor man!’ said their leader—
‘poor fellow!’ Here, Fritz, try and
put up your lance in the loop. Then
gallop a little faster, and you may
help him down!’ . _ .
“To thine own self be true.and it will follow, as nig'ht the day, thou cans’tnot then be false toany i*nan.”
LINCOLNTON, GA*. THURSDAY", JANUARY 19, 1899.
“The loop! I had forgotten the
loop, they will haul down the balloon
and capture my two lieutenants. I
must drop.
“Drop I did, right upon the back
of one of the Uhlans! The shock
brought him and his horse both under
me to the ground. The man was
badly hurt, but I’m glad ho didn’t j
die, for he saved my life, though not :
as he meant to. ,
“I remember being clutched by
hands, and lifted. I remember an
angry shout cf, ‘It’s gone up!’ The
balloon, freed from my weight, had
risen instantly, carrying the loop be¬
yond my captors’ reach.
“Then I must have lost my senses
for half a minute or so.
“When I came to there were only
two Uhlans with me. Both were look¬
ing intently upward, and toward
where was a sound of musketry not
far away. The Uhlans were shooting
vainly at the vanishing balloon. My
lieutenants were waving their signal
flags in derision.
“What became of the balloon and !
my officers I do not know to this day.
The Germans kept me prisoner till
the'end of the war, and I came away
to England as soon as I knew Alsace :
was no longer part of dear France.” !
j
CURE FOR MILITARY NOSTALGIA. j
Coloreil Soldiers in Cuba Arc Taking It I
and Their Sweethearts at Home Mourn.
Dr. Harrison, a colored physician
of , Y lchita, Kan., has received a letter j
from one of the Y lcluta boys w ltk the
,
1 wenty-tkird Kansas Volunteers, the ,
colored regiment now at San Luis de
Cuba, which has caused consternation |
among the colored people, and espec-;
ially the women who had husbands or |
sweethearts in t.ae company. In that ■
letter the soldier states that .
six inem
bers of the \\ ichita company are en
gaged to marry Cuban girls and tnat
many other members of the regiment
are in love with Cuban and half-breed
Spanish women, who are said to be
unusually good looking and attrac¬
tive.
There were a number of married
men among the recruits and others
who had promised to marry Wichita
girls on their return. It is the women
who unwillingly allowed their sweet
hearfs^to go to Cuba that are most ■
worried. They are afriad their “men”
will (jll prey to the attractions of the
tropical amorettes and never come
back io them. The letter says that it
is probabl# that if the colored troops
remain thprre a year almost one-half of
them will marry natives and remain
theie.
The reason assigned for the whole¬
sale slaughter of soldier hearts is that
when the troops went there almost all
the boys were homesick and down¬
hearted, and about the only relief they
could find was in the smiles and charms
of the beautiful native women. Then
as they learned something of the lan¬
guage the love’s soldier charms boys were (some working of them) and j I
soon
forgot all about being homesick, so
muoh were they enamoured with their
new sweethearts.
Some Odd Book Stores.
Hidden away on the side streets of
the city are several old book stores
that never seem to have any patrons.
How they exist is a mystery to the
casual passer. They are grimy and
cavernous, the perfunctory display of
stock at the doors is anything but in¬
viting, and the folks in charge are ap¬
parently indifferent to sales. A man
who used to be in the business him¬
self threw some light on the subject i
while iu conversation with a. reporter
the other day. “Those little shops,”
lie said, “are practically independent
of casual trade; in fact, they hardly
want it. Each of them has a clientele
for whom they collect books along cer-! j
tain lines. One, for instance, makes !
a specialty of ecclesiastical works; an
other of history, particularly of Louis- ,
iana history; another of medical liter- !
ature, and so on. They know exactly j
what their customers want, and every )
now and theD they send them a pack- j
age on approval. A great many of ;
their customers are scattered all over
the country, and I know of a shop
here that has several in Europe. One
recommends another, and you would
be surprised at the extent of some of j
the lists. Casual customers, as I re
marked before, are not especiallv de- ;
sired, because, to begin with, they are i j
apt to handle and disarrange the stock,
and then the chances are that they
will want some volume that is needed
to fill a set in the library of a regular
patron. Such shops are kept open : !
more as a matter of form than any
thing else and to give the established
customers a place to leave their or¬
ders.”— New Orleans Times-Demo
crat.
Head and Body Diving Separately.
Citra has a curiosity. It is a de¬
capitated insect, diabolo3. He entered
the parlors of Mrs. E. L. Wartman,
and Miss Yancy, the principal of the
public school, with sharp scissors, ;
clipped his neck about midway be- j
tween the head and the corslet. !
Twenty hours after his body was
walking leisurely up and down the
marble furniture. His head was
lying nearby, and, while not possess
ing the wherewith to navigate either
fore or aft, or alongside of its larger
half, appeared to roll its eyes about,
I The latest reports indicate no change,
—Florida Times-Union and Citizen,
% & 11
Plfctectton of Fruit Trees Fi'juii Mice.
Farmersjcare very little for the dep¬
redations of field mice upon their
grains, but these small rodents some¬
times do great injury to young fruit
trees in winter. They seldom gnaw
the thick bark of older trees, but cases
are on record in which a young orchard
has been entirely destroyed when
planted near a meadow or level field
frequented by these little marauders.
Coarse wrapping paper or a few layers
of newspaper, dipped in kerosene and
tied about the base of a tree, also a
few pieces laid over the nearest roots,
will repel the mice, and at the same
time prevent the ravages of boring
beetles. Field mice, like their cousins,
the Mouse mice, are easily trapped. A
box rat-trap set near their nests and
baittyl do^n with _ once~ corn will often catch half
a at
Feed Cookers.
E\ery farm on which stock is kept
should have an appliance of some kind
for cooking the food given cattle and
poultry. Not only is the warm morn
ing mash good for poultry, but cows
will be much benefited by a daily warm
mash. Hogs and lambs that are be
ing “finished off” for market will take
ou j esa expensively if a warm
mas j 1 j s part of the ration. There are
several feed c00 kers on the market, all
0 f them good and profitable to use
w]leram ows or hens are kept .
p or a f ew C ows, hens or hogs a small
masoll - s gtove of cast iron aud an iron
w ill answer the purpose. The
a j ove , na y ; }fi ge £ U p j n a s h ec ] or oll t
building and be operated at small ex
p enae including its cost. There is no
dou bt but that the use of the cooker
wl jj aaye f oodj besides adding much
^. 0 comfort a nd health of stock,
The New Cattle Dip.
The efficacy of the new cattle dip,
one 0 f most important discoveries
0 f the Agricultural Department, lies
j n its certain destruction of the ticks,
Experts have been ivorking on this
line for years without producing
washes that would kill the ticks and
not injure cattle. Several solutions
have been toed that /instance exterminated the
tick, but in es h the cattle
were rendered unmarketable or suf¬
fered injury from which they did not
recover.
Dr. Norgaard, of the Bureau of
Animal Industry, au expert of about
eight years’ standing in the Depart
partmont of Agriculture, who was
assigned to the study of cattle dips,
has discovered one composed of
eighty-six pounds of sulphur dissolved
by heat in 1000 gallons of extra dyna¬
mo oil which has proved efficacious
and promises to revolutionize the cat
tie business. Two careful experi
ments have been made, 500 cattle be
ing shipped in each instance to Bock
ford, Ill. On the first trial some of
the animals died from overcrowding
in the cars, and in the second several
were lost through fever, but iu both
shipments the cattle were delivered
free of ticks. In preparing them for
shipment they are driven through a
vat containing a sufficient quantity of
the dip to immerse them, being kept
in the wash about a minute. The
female tick is as large as a dime, and
is the cause of the Texas fever. When
it is removed the Southern cattle may
be introduced with impunity into the
grazing lands of the North, Infected
cattle breed disease by the tick fall
ing to the ground and multiplying,
The young ticks cling to the blades of
grass and weeds and burrow into the
Northern cattle as they pass, causing
an irritation that produces the fatal
Texas fever,
Turkeys anti Ducks on the Farm.
Turkeys can be made quite profit
able on tlm farm in connection with
chicken raising. I have found the
Bronze to be the best variety; they
are of a large size and very hardy,
I keep one gobbler and four hens, set
the first clutch of eggs under chicken
hens and two turkey hens; when
they hatch give all to the turkey hens,
For the first few weeks I feed four
or five times a day on hard boiled
eggs, milk curds, light bread crumbs,
lettuce leaves and onion tops cut up
fine.
I put the turkeys in a large coop
with a yard made of wire netting, keep
them shut up in wet weather aud of
mornings until the dew is off, and see
that they are free from lice.
After they are six weeks old they
will become more hardy and do not re¬
quire such, close attention. I always
give them a generous feed in the even¬
ing to insure their returning home at
night.
They should average at least $1
each when marketed in the fall. A
mistake many make is to hold their
fowls for the Thanksgiving and Christ
mas markets; these are always over¬
shocked and it is much better- to send
between times iu order to obtain bet¬
ter prices.
Money can also be made by raising
ducks for the early markets. We
like the Pekin best,
While not absolutely necessary to
have running water they do much
better for me with a brook, creek or
pond to swim in.
Five ducks th a^drake are enough.
The ducks will fay over 200 eggs in a
season. It is begt fo set the eggs un¬
der chicken herns as' ducks make the
poorest of mothers. ' We feed them
all kinds of scraps front the table and
garden, besides wheat bran, corn meal,
cooked vegetables and a little corn
once a day a few Weeks before market
The best time to market is at ten
weeks old.
The feathers are also quite an iten
of profit.
I give my fowls a feed of chopped
onions once a week, also every week
or two feed Yenitian red; this will
prevont cholera and other diseases
and greatly increase the egg produc¬
tion. I have cured fowls with the
cholera, ever/ with this remedy, when
ug else failed.
I keep my young chickens and tur¬
keys in yards made of wire netting,
until several weeks old; in this way
they keep healthier and grow faster
than when allowed free range and to
mingle with the older fowls.
Young ducks and geese must be
kept away from water to swim until
they are at least a month old; give
them an abundance of drinking water
in vessels that they cannot get into
with their bodies.
I hope my experience will be a help
to other farmers’ wives who are trying
to raise poultry by the old slipshod
methods I once followed. I have
found that to be successful we must
first have good stock, then give them
the care and attention farmers give
their other stock, and we will he re¬
paid many fold for our extra work and
attention.—A Virginian, in Farm,
Field and Fireside.
COMPARATIVE DANGERS.
Soldiers Not the Only Ones Who Are in
Peril.
The two girls on a Pennsylvania
train from Washington to Philadelphia
had in the course of the first hour be¬
come acquainted, aud in the next they
were quite as confidential as if they
had known each other for years, such
is the beautiful simplicity of girl
nature.
“Oh, yes,” said the grav-eyed one,
blushing prettily, “I have several
friends with the army in Cuba. Hava
you?”
“No, I have not,” responded the
blue-eyed one. “I have some ac¬
quaintances, but I should scarcely call
them friends.”
“Oh, I don’t mean that,” exclaimed
the gray eyes, without knowing ex¬
actly what she did mean.
“With what command is he?” in¬
quired the blue eyes, smiling in rather
a superior manner.
“Oh, you tease,” twittered the gray
eyes, “but, of course, you know, any¬
how, and I might as well tell you. He
is the nicest fellow you ever saw, and
I want you should meet him some
time. Ho is at Santiago now, and has
been down there since the troops first
landed. It was simply awful when
he first went down there to that horrid
fighting. Every day we sat waiting
for the news that might tell he was
shot or something dreadful had hap¬
pened to him. You didn’t have any
one down there, and you can have no
conception of the perfectly awful strain
it is to wait for news from the front
when some loved one is there,” and
the soft gray eyes grew moist at the
memory.
The blue eyes took upon themselves
the look only blue eyes can take.
“Oh, I don’t know,” said their pos¬
sessor, “I have a friend who plays
football.”—Washington Star.
Tracing; His Ancestry,
Slims is lean, angular and six feet,
four inches tall. Jones was boasting
about his distinguished descent and
the fact that he could trace his an¬
cestry back to the time of William the
Conquerer. “We have the same
characteristics right through the
whole line,” declared Jones with unc¬
tion; “strong bodies, level heads and
good hearts. Dress one of those old
Joneses in modern apparel and he
would look like Jones of to-day.
There is the most striking kind of a
family resemblance.”
One of Jones’ hearers intimated
that his imagination must be getting
the better of him. He questioned
very seriously whether all these dis¬
tinguishing traits could be so faith¬
fully transmitted.
“Jones is right,” volunteered Slims
as he straightened out his phenomenal
length. “I’m just about the average
hight of a Slims from the time of the
flood down to the present.”
“Do yon mean to tell me,” said
Jones in envious surprise, “that you
can follow back iu an unbroken line to
an ancestor who went through the
deluge?”
“That’s what I can.”
“Then he must have been in the
ark,” with the air of a man who was
getting a clincher ready.
“Not at all. He was the fellow
that waded out.”—Detroit Free Press.
His Very Bad Memory.
The late Earl of Portarlington had
a very poor memory for names and
faces. The Earl on receiving a
gracious bow froip Queen Victoria at
a Marlborough House garden party,
accompanied by a few words of kindly
inquiry after his health, replied:
“You are very kind, madam; your
face seems strangely familiar to me,
but, for the life cf me, I cannot re¬
member your name.”.
NO. 33.
CAlP'MIN fc VANS rtteffliiMSCENT.
-T|
He’Tells Aftnul MeeiSng Captain Eulate at th*
Santiago Fight!
Captain Itobley D. Evans of tbs
Iowa told some interesting incidents
of tie sea tight off Santiago before
an audience in the room- of the' U[>
Town Association, it* New Vork, a few
nights ago. Ills manner of telling
them, incisive, witty, and to*the point,,
showed him to be as truly a good,
raconteur as his reputation proclaims
Mm a lighter.
After the Spanish battleships had)
got out of tlie channel there occurred!
what Captain Evans called "the pret¬
tiest incident of the fight” Said he:
"The Oregon was on nay starboard;
hand when the Colon made her dash;
for liberty and Captain Cfark went by
my stern after the Spaniards. 1 nev¬
er saw such a beautiful sight as she
made steaming by with the wave
running half way up her stern. Cap¬
tain Clark’s men took the Iowa in their
excitement to be a Spanish boat and
we had great difficulty in keeping
them from firing into us. Just as she
was getting by us the Oregon let go
both her thirteen inch, guns after the
Colon right over my fo'k’sle, where I
was. and nearly took the scalp off of
me!”
In reference to his treatment of the
Spanish officers. Captain Evans said:
"I was glad to show them that we
Americans were gentlemen. . Whea<
the Vizcaya was put out. of action I
was lying about 400 yards away from
her, and we could roc her men falling
over her sides. I hurried out the
boats to save those of them we could.
Presently it was reported to me that
Captain Eulate was coming. He was
rowed in sitting in the stern of one of
our boats and one of our men had
his arm about him and was supporr
ing him. The Captain looked very
much depressed, There were dead
men rolling about in the bottom of the
boat as it came over.
‘•We lowered a chair over the side
of the ship, and when we brought
him up I had the marines ready, pre¬
senting arms, The old gentleman
drew liis sword out of the scabbard,
brought the Hitt to his- lilts and kissed
it fervently, and then extended it fo
ward me. There wasn’t a man out of
the COO on that ship who didn’t know
that he was giving up something dear
ip- to him than his life. I don't be¬
lieve a man in New York, even down
at the Five Points, would have taken
it under the circumstances. Well, I
refused to take it, and then the men
let out a cheer that old Blanco might
have heard in Havana, It wasn’t to
show their exhaltaition but just to
show that they appreciated that thiut
was the way that a North American
iliould act.
"After this a rather dramatic inci
dent occurred. We tried to keep
Capt. Eulate’s attention from his sink¬
ing ship, but he turned to her ami
stretched out his arm and called:
Adios, Vizcaya!’ And just at that mo¬
ment the ship’s magazine blew up and
she was a wreck. If that incident had
been reproduced oil the stage, people
would have said it never could have
happened, it was too theatrical.
I got Captain Eulate down below af¬
ter that and gave him some refresh¬
ments, just for luck. Then I gave
him the best Key Wester I had, about
teu cents, I reckon. He accepted it
very graciously, and then he went
down iu the pocket of his coat, which
was soaking wet, and brought out a
beautiful cigar, a fine, smooth, light
wrapper, oh, the finest sort of cigar,
but all water soaked. ‘Captain.’ said
ho, ‘I left 15,000 of those on board
tin- Vizcaya-’ ”
Xjj oKln^r Some Distance Alieao.
At Columbia, Mo., Miss Lucil*
Johnson surreptitiously secured a mar¬
riage license issued to Mias Fannie
Beed and Downy Buckner. When
threatened with prosecution if she did
not return it she gave it up on con¬
dition that she should be Buckner’s
second wife la the event he ever be*
cam © a widower. Upon that under-t
standing Buckner and ,Misa Reed wer#
married.
GEORGIA RAILROAD.
—A. N D—
Connections.
For Information as to Routes, Sched*
—ules and Rates, Both—
Passenger and FP* ! -
Write to either of the undersigned .
You will reoeive prompt reply an*
reliable information.
JOE. W. WHITE, A. G. JACKSON.
T. P. A. G. P. A,
Augusta ( Ga.
S. W. WILKES, H. K. NICHOLSON,
O. F. & P. A. G. A.
Atlanta. Athens.
W. W. HARDWICK, S. E. MAGIZf* t
S. A. O. F.A.
Macon. Macon.
m. r. Hudson, F. A. f. S. w. F. oq*®m, A % A.
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