The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1900-10-08

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comes thick and fast; that little vine
covered house, only three rooms. but
love and happiness dwelt there. In ms
imagination once more ne Is co, ms
home from work. His sweet little wiie
runs forward to greet him. little child
grasps his hand to walk with papa. Iney
enter a coy little sitting , room; ven Sne
paper and goes to prepare supper. oue
the awakening MY God. can this be
1? Could the cursed drink have caused
all this?'
The band played on-"Home, Sweet
Home" A carriage whirls by. In 1t sits
a woman, a leader in society,", the strains Trains
linger-'Tiome, Sweet Home; Sne ie ans
her head pensively in her hands. She
has paused in her gay, giddy career, one'
too, sees a picture-an old country nome,
mothers, a fathers loving. pa.ien.
wears this daughter who married
gentleman of wealth In the city, soon
ceased to visit the old home. But mem
fore our minds eye things we th0ugnt
long since vanished into oblivion. Home!
The power of thought that one nttie
word can produce Is wonderful. ye. VIVA.
is home? BY IL we mean refuge, a
haven of rest, where husband can coine
and throw aside his business cares OF tne
day and revel In the happiness Oh noiIle,
A son can come home after his 1lrst nSrce
battle with the rough and tell IL all d.
mothers knee. Here he Will surely Ilhu
the love and sympathy he needs. Ine
daughter finds soiace nere or OF social
| life its shams and mockeries, but at
home abide truth and sincerity. ' Uut
parents admonsh. but we we =, sn niwen for for
our individual good. Therefore, now nee
| essary IS 1t FOR us to make nome pieass-
| ant and attractive. for all through lIIe
we carry with us picture or that nome nome
| and it's inmates. Yes, glrlS' III tHe e''UA
while we Will have In view
"a far scene 10 Journey to
Where the old home Is ana "here
| The old mother waits US InerG iota
| Peering as the time grows iate
Down the old path to the gate IL,
| How we'll click the latch that iochS
| In the pinks and holly!ocks,
| And lean up the path once more
| Where she waits us at the door;
How Wen greet the dear old smile
| And the warm ters afterwhile'
Mrs Teresa w. Roddey, Sylvan, Ala
| no ,,ou remember me? But, of course
| Won do not. Your memory must nave
| been full and running over years ago
| hut remember with pleasure the Gear
| old Constitution and how we gathS'eu
| around the sitting room lamp anu l
| read the contents 10 the younger mem
| hers of the family. Papa ana ndiliii1
would listen. too. sometimes an"ut "it,
| Arm Sarge PIunlSett Uncle i. nus ana
| man dear. delightful Betsy Hamnton. g
| were an unbroken family Clrcie Nleh.
| Now. but | can't bear to thlhk, hlucn
less to write. OF now so 4rSu ,-,D &c = nv
! loved ones are in heaven, some many
| weary miles away
| "Ah. the years. weary. years.
| How they drift us apart
And now there is no one OF my love1
| ones M the dear old home-only me- ana
| ! wander around sometimes and would
! rive life and all worldly goods 10 near
| again the dear voices and the familiar
| footballs. | remember "heh WIZ -" - =
| dresses and ruffled aprons ana my ~, n1iI
curled about my face | wrote many ute
letters to Aunt Susie and she saw
| space to all Bless her dear. klhu lcdi =
and several people wrote to me ana aak-
| ed 10 correspond. among them j. waiter
! Barnett Clara Billiard and J. NJ ScQt.
! Al least those were the three my mother
| permitted me to write To. ana now IN
! nortnnt I aid feel. getting letters all for
| myself Walter Barnett lived near Lake
1 Sarah Jane in Florida, and he wrote 50
/ much about the loVelineSS OF lhe az ma,
/ several members asked him to write II
| description of it. He accordingly dlu 50 ;
wrote "A long. interesting description o.
/ the lake and its beauties and uses. anu
headed his article In large letters, \
/ Dissertation of Lake Sarah Jane. lie
said among many other things. that tic
/ lake was "a mile and a halt long, mlte
/ wide had a rock bottom ana was idi!
| of fish" an of which was very well. or
| course. but Mr.. Typesetter-l suppose ID
/ was Mr. Tvpcsetter-playe havoc with
\ the head lines ana instead OF LIKE ga Z. ~
/ Jane. IT was Lady Sarah Jane. An,
| how Walter did rage. He said he wanted
/ To get hold of that typesetter Just once
| And I wonder what has become OF Wal
| trr and clara | have been reading The
| Constitution ever since those dear. dead
| days. and have often thought q write.
! but the columns always seemed 10 nun
/ of good things | was AFRAID Aunt SuS'e
! would not have room for me. but when
! | sat down in NV comfortable rocker 10
/ dav to read the papers and opened The
| Constitution first. OF course.
Il saw TO my surprise.
Right before my eyes
letter beginning. Dolores, Searcy.
Ark =" and ] just made up nv mind thtl
and there TO write 10 the Kingdom ard
ask Aunt Susie 10 give me Il seat right
by Dolores. where ] could talk whole
month. for | haven't talked To Dolores
in "a long old time-nOt since we used 10
sit together i'm Mrs. Mahoney's sitting
room i'm The sunny South and compare
ideas and talk and talk. An. dear little
Duchess YOU do not knOw-you cannot
knoW-how many sad changes have been
rung into my life since | wrote to you
more than a year ago. How l missed
your bright. merry letters and how happy
your beautiful Christmas remembrance
made this heart of mine. Couldn't YOU
send me a letter or have you no room IN
your heart for me now? l.. Nora Davis,
why didn't YOU join the book club foa
don't Edve to write criticisms unless you
lust want to. | Wish TO thank me klnd
lady who gave q remedy for SOrehead
chickens | have SO many bcautrruI
chickens white wyandOtteS black lang
Shans and brown leghornS. ! have work
ed hard this year with my chickens and
am SO sorry To see them 50 sick: some are
perfectly blind. 1 hold them in my lap
and feed them. / have noticed that OF
the three diseases that have attacked
my chickens this year the wyandottes
were the first to take the disease and the
laugShans have escaped altogether. They
are the largest and healthiest chick eus
one can raise. And now can some King
dom reader givea preventive for mites
and destroyer of the germs of soreheGd?
To 'Nobodys John" Statesvnle. " G.
Box 3l6.-Mr. Nobody's John: our let
Ter In The Constitution OF August 20Ih,
to say the least, was very odd-sumt ching
Uut VI Inc general oruer Oh tnilIgs. pie
sumo, however. you VIII allow NoDUuy >
iiannan 10 say ner say. That Was a
unmarried woman 70 lecture the s4rIs on
hodsc mona aEG culinary AFFAIRS. You seem
10 THINK mat girl INST, last ana only
pleasure is III the society or pursuit OF i
beau. But, John, let ME add Tlght here
tor your especial benent Ihat a beat.
like Il good many other things, is a good
thing IN its place. Likewise 50 is 4 giri.
How ever. ii only girls OF your description
Yegetdte in your kingdom. no wonder that
YOU are roaming over the plains OF single
DleSsedneSs like a huge buffalo on Tex
prairie. This Nobodys Hannah is
well, never mind. / won't say how old
L am. You know girl never tells her
age after she exceeds sweet sixteen.
hands and can successfully ill ali posi-
tions in a well kept home. and can make
all nice things from a plum pudding TO
pincushion. Nobody'S Hannah never
rode A bicycle, never was in a ballroom,
never danced a round dance. never wore
n bird on nv hat, never tolerated tip