The age-herald., 1900-08-20
IN HOTEL LOBBIES
 AND ELSEWHERE
Astrologer Raphaers prophecies for u


 "A child born on this day will be quick and clever, but will not turn its talents to 1 the best account: it will be fiery in tenn per- and unfortunate. If a female in much danger of disgrace and an unhappy mar | riage."
 Bake bread; brew strong drink; hire
 maid servants; go a-fshing.' Astrologer Raphaels prophecies for Tues day, July 21, 1900:
 Court, marry and ask favors before Il o'clock in the morning."
 Keep clear of risks and speculations; l in thy family or domestic affairs thou wilt l be more fortunate"
 "The young will court"
 "A child born on this day will be obiig- | ing and generous, and, on the whole, rather l fortunate"
 Bake bread; brew strong drink; hire
 maid servants; go a-fishing.'
 Fine nicht," somewhat tentatively sug- | gested rather than asserted or proclaimed 1 as a fact, is every Scotchman's greeting l to everybody after noon of every day. For l the Scotchman it means a great deal col
 lectively, but least of all does it mean that
 the hour of greeting is night and the night 1 fine. He utters it one word. ''hnenicht,' l with the accent on the entire expression, 1 to speak, and in its broadest significance | it is his howdy, his expression of good will, | his declaration that he is more or less in- l terested in the well-being of the person ! addressed. It differs from the universal | "haddy' peculiar to Southerners. Out | side of the larger towns that have grown 1 up to change the Southern social charac- l ter, "haddy' is long a friendly letter. l It is a commingling of mild surprise, won- l der, astonshment, sincere direct personal l interest and spirit of frank friendliness. l In various lands the forms of greeting | vary "How's your liver?" Hows your | wife?" You look aged" You are pious," | and so on. The Irishman, with his warm | and impulsive easily touched heart prays for you-"Good day, and God bless you!" Quite the most beautiful of all national
 greetings. The German grunts, unspell- ably. Even the vulgarist Frenchman calls, Bon jour, Monsieur" The Englishman doesn't say anything; he simply ducks his head ever so slightly to tht right side front. Yet everything in all these greetings ex- cept the Englishmans voiceless indiffer- ence is embraced in our genuine Southern
 "haddy,'' the form of howdy it comes from our Southern tonuge.
 But all this discussion forces itself out | of a desire to say dozen words by way | of apology for observing that the weather | of yesterday was most internally hot. 1 Furies! it was sizzling-the hottest Sunday l recorded in this town. The mercury simply | played in the shade with ''100 above" That l was by way of interruption to what was | already the most fiercely fierce heat ever | experienced in this valley At clock yes- | terday morning men who make this morn- l ing newspaper experienced some slight fall l in the tempera ture and cried blessed. By l o'clock the heat was steaming; by noon, | boiling. Bah! the lunatic asylums and the | cemeteries all will have to be enlarged if l Sol keeps up his present pace much longer. Bother interruptions that bloom in the spring or summer, or any other time! Some | three hundred years ago there dwelt in l Eufaula a quack who called everybody | "Kurernel," not being civil enough to say 'blackguard" instead, and he inter- rupted everybody with unfailing and mad l dening persistence. You might be in a great hurry, with only three minutes in l which to run mile or two to catch your l train, and when your breath quite gone he would grasp your coat tail and suavely say:
 "Oh, Kurernel-by way of interruption" You might be madly making for the doc l tor to save the life of your best friend, l when that man would grasp your arm and swing on to you as if you were the last trolley car to the Highlands, and you'd ho5 to ,iub yearnngly whisper,
 "Oh, Kurernel-by way of Interruption You might see the only woman you ever truly loved two blocks distant, have a hunch that you'd never again have oppor- tunity for seeing her in this world, and be
 pursuing her in desperate passion and energy and haste, drawing nearer unto the
 beloved form at every heart beat and then | it was when that man would throw his loving right arm about you and softly 1 coo
 "Oh, Kurernel-by way of interruption" ' Why? Nobody ever knew. But every body does know that interruption is bad for the digestion!
 "A sunshine heart and soul of song' made very beautiful the life of Mrs, Margaret Faunce, who died at her home in Mont goniery Saturday night. She was one of the women who have made and do make this world world of, love and charity and beauty. All her life was young, and all of it given to the doing of good deeds
 Her heart was as joyous, her laughter as | happy at fifty as at fifteen. She taught the 1 lessons of the loving, the true the stead | fast, the charitable, and the wide work of | inc brayC spirits il, inc way of riol,+oo,. | ness. Best of good mothers taught her l how to live: she knew how to suffer and l be strong and be upright in all things, and | be happy; and so knowing, she knew how l to answer when there came the end that was but the beginning of her faiths for l ever. None better than she has lived to l bless the world and make it better