The Greenville times. [volume] (Greenville, Miss.) 1868-1917, 1900-08-04

the trOplce tneSc nEchics oic a. 'ANh
long, and a score or two of them Will
illuminate a room and dozen in a bot
tie give light to read by. Travellers tie
dozen to stick and travel at night by
their light Iwould like to import some
of that variety into my grove. In fact,
| think we could utilize them in our
street lamps and get more light than
we do now.
The other morning about sunrise |
was surprised at the number of little
dew-covered cobwebs that adorned the
grass and weeds around the house.
They were almost touching each other
and, glistened in the morning sun like
a frost was upon them. Most of them
were about the size of saucer and
had their tiny cords and stays fastened
securely, and in everyone was a cum
ming little aperture where the weaver
lived and waited and watched for his
prey. The workmanship of these little
webs was exquisite, artistic and per-
fect-where did the little creature get
it's material and who told it that this
was a good morning to set its traps?
The books tell us that it has within its
little abdomen tiny reel that turns
as the web is spun apd that the fiber is
so wonderfully fine that it would take
$1,000 strands to make thread of sew
ing silk. Wendell Phillips delivered a
lecture in Boston, and his subject was:
"There Is Nothing New Under the
SUM-" He declared that 5000 years
ago the Persian ladies could weave fab
RIGS as delicate as SPIDERS web, and
that once Persian princess who was
going out to a fashionable dance went
into her fathers room to show him
| the beautiful garments she had on.
The old king was amazed at her ap'
parel, or rather the lack of it, and
said: go back, my daughter; go back
and dress yourself. Your garments dc
not conceal your nakedness." Sh'
seemed indignant at his rebuke and
said: "Father, / have on seven differ
ent coverings beside my dress
This is enough of beans and vines and
insects. My folks are busy now max
ing ielly-made So glasses of horse APP
pie jelly yesterday and are working on
| the blackberries to-day. Never was
such a crop of berries-these berries
of chameleon colors that are red when
they are green and black when they
are ripe. The poor country women
and little girls have taken in many a
dime already. They want 20 cents a
gallon, and l never jew them. When d
poor woman and her little children turn
out in the wet grass and scratch their
hands and tear their clothes and get
wet I'D to their knees and tote their
buckets to town two or three miles
they ought to have 20 cents for gal
lon, but they don't get it often.
A woman came yesterday with a
neck of nice berries, and knew her
though hadn't seen her since her hus-
band was in the chain gang "How is he
doing now?" l asked her. She
smiled and said: "He's at work;
he's been dom right well for
good while. His health amt good, but
he's at work. Me and the children have
got a right good garden, but my little
daughter needed pair of Sunday shoes
mighty bad, and l told her we could
pick berries for 'em, and we will" Now
that poor woman tied herself to a
| trifing man when she was young ano
fairly pretty, and she don't want to get
loose. It's most astonishing to me
the devotion of woman to trifiing
husband. She says he is good to hel
and loves the children, but he has his
failings, and so she clings to him and
keeps her marriage vows. st. Peter
will let her in when she knocks at the
gate and will let her children in, too
but 1 don't know what will become o.
him. Maybe he is elected for her sake
1 hope so.-Bill Arp, in Atlanta Con
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