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The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-06-05
Knoxville Gas sold.

Knoxville. Tenn, June 4.-The KNOX
Vile Gas Company has passed into the
hands of Farson. Leech g. Co.. of New
York. The price Is said TO be $3.50 900
The new owners will spend 500. 600 in
improvements. The same New York
company owns the gas plants at Evans
vile, Ind, and Spokane, Wash.
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Danvllle, H.. June H.-Presldent
Roosevelt made the last scheduled
speech Of his long trip here. the home
OF Congressman Cannon, this evening.
The stay here was only twenty min
utes long and he left for indianapolis.
whence be viii 50 direct 10 Washing
ton
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IN THE RAILROAD WORLD.

Mr.. Ernest Williams. general freight
and passenger agent Of the Charleston
and Western Carolina Railroad. was
i'm the city yesterday from Augusta on
business connected with his road.
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beginning God made. and man is the image
Of God. She had found the answer to her
discomfort; for to create, to give out, is the
law
She wrote on, head bent cheek flushed,
leaning absorbed above the papers in her
book
On the way home she whispered that
which had written itself, while her feet
kept time to the rhythm. 1t was beautiful
and sad. and it was true:
The bride and her maidens sat in her bower
She nodded to William, lettering near the
High School gate. and hurried on. She did
not want company just now:
And they 'broidered a snow-white veil.
And their laughter was sweet as the orange
flower
That breathed on the soft south gale
But here William caught up with her. She
had thought he would take the hint, but he
didn't going with her to her very gate. But
once inside she drew a long breath. The
cherry buds were swelling and the sky was
blue. She took up her verse where William
had interrupted:
The bride and her maidens sit in her bower
And they stitch at a winding sheet;
And they weep as the breath of the orange
flower
Emily is so absorbed at the dinner table
that Aunt Cordeia is moved to argue about
it. She sha'nt go to school If she does not
eat her dinner when she gets home. "And
that beautiful slice of good roast beef I'M
touched" says Aunt Cordelia.
Emily frowned, being intent on that last
line. which is not written yet. She is hunt
ing the rhyme for winding sheet.
What is this Aunt Cordelia is saying?
"Eat-meat-
n
Oft upsets one.
Hattie CHANGED to be criticising Miss Bea-
ton the next day, saying that she required
too little of her classes. But then she is
more concerned getting ready to be married,
I reckon" said Hattie.
'Oh,'' said Emily, "Hattie!" She was
shocked, almost hurt with Hattie. Don't
you know about it," she went on to explain.
'She was going to be married and-he-he
never came-he was dead
mo such thing said Hattie. He runs a
feel store next my fathers Office. We've
got cards. It's the day after schools OUT
"Then-which-" asked Emily falter-
ingly.
''Why, heard that the first of the year."
said Hattie. 1T was Miss Carmichael that
happened to-
Emily went off to herself. She felt bitter
and cross and disposed TO blame Miss Bea-
ton. She never wanted to see or to hear Of
Miss Beaton again.
Upstairs she took from her Latin gram
mar a pencled paper. interlined and much
erased. and tore 1t into bits-viciously little
bits. Then she went and put them in the
waste-paper basket.
You just feel 1T and then you WRITE
Margaret had said, and Emily was feeling
again. and deeply; later she wrote.
1t was gloomy, that which wrote itself on
the paper. nor did 1t especially apply to the
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75e.-PoETICAL TANGLE.

Gin the blanks with the names of poems by
the authors given.)
A writer tired of his desk, set out on
foot journey. CWordsworth) took him
through the fading CBryant, where he noted
the decay and (BryanD which had grown
beside (Tennyson). At length he came out
by mill, and little (Shakspeare) where
the houses were mostly unoccupied. In
field a single person was reaping the late
grain. young girl spoke to them, and
said she was CTennyson) and helped her
father with (Cowper) of grinding. (Words-
WORTHY came up with his sickle in hand
and said that bird singing so far above
them was late specimen of Shelley, and
that this was (ScotD as all the rest were
gone South. The traveller asked the girl IL
she would tell him the name of the little
stream, and she said, You are on (Burns)."
'"Then perhaps you the Scotch poets
Burns)." No" she answered, II am not
even Scotch" "Ah, / see,' said he, you
have Drake) flying on your house." The
man with the sickle was an old soldier. and
had fought in (Southey) while the miller's
old father had spent his youth at sea. They
competed with old tales until one scarcely
knew which of (Sheridan) worthy of
the palm. The soldier told Of a terrible
battle where their leader was shot down,
and not one was fully competent to take the
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story, winding up with the usual request
for drink. IF you give me a little liquor"
he said, Il will put you wise TO valuable
piece Of information that might come IN
handy for you some day" The hard
hearted bartender has a regular formula for
refusing requests" OF this character, but
the originality of this plea made him soften
little. Producing bottle and glass. he
gave the fellow a drink, at the same time
telling him he might "cut out the rest Jf
his story and git"
AS the man neared the door the bar
tender remembered a homely bit of advice
drilled into him by his mother. 10 the ef-
feet that there Is not man living who can
not be taught something by every other
man. so he thought he would call the fellow
back for curiosity, and hear just what bene-
fetal information he had 10 jmpart. Cough
ing slightly as he again approached the bar
rail, the man began: You see. it's like
this. was just released from the penlten-
tiary this morning. and was going TO tell
you not TO take Room on the second tier.
IL you ever get sent there. The bed Is too
- hard to sleep in" Then the bottle au6
glass were again produced
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lie that. lit was like the poetry in the
book, only poetry would not have left it

lie that. lit was like the poetry in the
book, only poetry would not have left it
there!
o mither, mither max my bed
Since my love died for me to-day.
Ise die for him Tomorrow.
''It's about a teacher right here in the
high school," Rosalie went on to tell.
Then it was true. (which one?" asked
Emily.
But this Rosalie did not know.
= 1t was like poetry. But then life was all
turning to poetry now. One climbed the
stairs to the mansard now with winged
feet for rhetoric is concerned with meta
phor and smile, and rhetoric treats of
rhyme. There is a sudden meaning in
learning since 1t leads to desired end.
Poetry is everywhere around. The prose
light of common day is breaking into pris-
matte rays. Into the dusty highway of
ancient history all at once sweeps the
pageantry of mythology. Philemon bends
above old Baucis at the high school gate.
though hitherto they have been sycamores.
Olympus is just beyond the clouds. The
elysian fields lie only the surrender of the
will away, if one but droops, with absent
eye. head proped on hand and dreams
But Emily, all at once is conscious that
Miss Beaton's eyes are on her, at which
she moves suddenly and looks up. But this
mild-eyed teacher with the sweet, strong
smile is but gazing absently down on her
the while she talks.
Emily likes Miss Beaton, the teacher of
history. Her skirts trail softly and her hair
Is rudy where it is not brown; she for
gets, and when she rises her handkerchief
is always fiuttering to the floor. Emily loves
to be the one to jump and pick 1t up. Miss
Beaton's handkerchiefs are fine and family
sweet and softly crumpled and Emily loves
the smile when Miss Beaton's absent gaze
comes back and finds her waiting.
But to-day, what is this she is saying?
Who is the beautiful youth she is telling
about? Adonis? Beloved. did she say. and
wounded? Wounded unto death, but loved
and never forgotten. and from whose blood
sprang the wind-swept petals of ane-
none
Nils Beaton's gaze comes back to her
school room and she takes up the book The
story is told.
Emily had not known that her eyes had
filed-tears come so unlocked for these
days-until the ring on Miss Benton's hand
glistened and the facets of it's jewel broke
into CLEANS.
She caught her breath, she sat up sud-
denly. for she knew-all at once she knew
IL was Miss Beaton who had been the bride
and the ring was the sign.
She loved Miss Beaton with a sudden rap
ture and henceforth gazed upon her with
secret alteration She made excuses to con-
suit books in Miss Beaton's room. that she
might be near her: she dreamed. and the
sweetness and the sadness OF it conferred
about Miss Beaton.
She told Rosalie. "Why, Of course.
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.54.-TRANsPOsITIoNs.
I. Eight Letters.)

/. eight Letters)
The turkeys spreading their piumes I'm
the sun,
Nor dreaming how speedily all will be ONE.
The TWO that is swinging without stop or
stay
A gridiron TWO observe, by the way
Will swing little longer before the whole
flock
Must bow their proud heads to the AK and
the block.
II. (Ninc Letters.)
The owner has ONE what those turkeys
will bring,
And now TWO profoundly about the whole
thing:
For whether he's thankful on Thanksgiv-
ing day
Depends upon whether his poultry will pay.
A doubtful conclusion he reaches, if any:
"AL these have done well, but lost a good
many"
III. (Ten Letters.)
The ONE Of his fowls by some troublesome
i'll
A prompt course of TWO had arrested, but
still
That course is so varied he never is sure
Which one of the remedies really did cure;
And, like many others, surveying his lot.
He feels kind o thankful, and then kind
o. not"
NJ c. S.
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hat and take II skurrying up the street just
as you met a boy is a romantic situation.
Emmy Lou had no sympathy with them
whatever; it even embarrassed her to hear
about them and caused her to avoid Rosa
lies eye. Perhaps Rosalie OWNED this, for
she took to another thing-and that was
Pauline. With arms about each other the
two walked around the basement prom
enade at recess, while Emily stood afar
off and felt aggrieved.
She was doing a good deal of feeling
these days. but principally she felt cross
For one thing, she was having to wear a
sailor suit in which she hated herself. 1t
takes jaunty juvenifity of spirit to wear
a sailor suit properly and she was not feel
ing that way these days. She was feeling
tall and conscious of her angles. The tears
too, came easily, as at thought of herself
deserted by Hattie and Rosalie. or at sight
of herself in the sailor suit. 1t was in Aunt
Cordelas mirror that she viewed herself
with such dissatisfaction; but while looking
the especial grievance was forgotten by
reason of her gaze centering upon the re-
hected face. She was wondering IL she was
pretty. But even while her cheek famed
with the thinking Of 1t she forgot why the
cheek was hot in the absorption of watch
ing 1t fade until-eyes met eyes
She turned quickly and hid her face
against the sofa. Emmy Lou had met self.
But later she almost quarreled with Aunt
Cordelia about the sailor suit.
One day at recess a newcomer who had
entered late was standing around. Ter
cheek was pale. though her eager look about
lent light to her face. But all seemed
paired off and absorbed and the eager look
faded. Emily, whom she had not seen.
moved nearer. and the newcomers face
frightened. ''They give long recesses," she
said.
Emily felt drawn TO her, for since being
deserted she was not enjoying recesses her.
self.
Eyes" she said, "they do" and the next
day another pair. Emily and the newcomer.
joined the promenade about the basement.
The new pupils name was Margaret: that
is, since IL stopped being Maggie. Emily
confessed TO having once been Emmy her
self with a middle name of Lou beside. and
after that they told each other everything.
Margaret loved to read and had lately come
to own. a certain book which she brought
to lend Emily. and over its pages they
drew together. The book was called Percy s
Reliques.'
Beside the common way lies the ballad
age, but Emily would have passed unknown
ing, had not Margaret. drawing the branches
aside. revealed It; and into the sylvan glades
she stepped. pipes and tabret Turing with life
and self at once in tune.
And then Margaret told her something,
'.f she would never, never tell''-Margaret
wrote things herself
1t was about this time that Rosalie was
moved TO seek Emily. as OF old. to relate Q
romantic situation She warned her that
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guessed her right at first" said Rosalie;
but she said 1t jealousy, for she. too. was
secretly adoring Miss Beaton.
Emily had been trying to ask Margaret
something, but each time the question
stuck in her throat. Now she gathered
courage.
1t was spring. and the high school popu-
lace turned out at recess to promenade the
yard. On the third round about the gravel.
in the farthest corner where a lilac bush
topping the fence from next door lent a
sort of screen and privacy, Emily caught
Margaret by the arm and held her back
After that there was no retreat; she had to
speak.
''How-how do you do it?" she asked.
''What?' asked Margaret.
Writer" said Emily, holding to Margaret
tight-she had never before thus laid bare
the secrets of her soul.
"Oh," said Margaret, and her lips parted
and her face lighted as she and Emily
gazed into each others eyes, you just feel
1t and then you write.
There was a time when Emily would have
asked Feel what?" TT as used by Mar
garet was indefinite, but Emily understood.
You just feel it and then you write.
In her study hour Emily took her pencil
and. with Latin grammar as barrier and
blind to an outside world bent over her
paper. She did not speak them, those whis-
pers hunting the rhyme; she only felt them,
and they spoke.
She did not know, she did not dream that
she was finding the use. the purpose for it
all. these years Of the climb toward knowl-
edge Some day it would dawn ON her that
we only garner to give out.
Creare-creatum, she had repeated in
class from her Latin grammar, but she did
not understand the meaning then. In the
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1t would be sad. but Emily did not mind
that. She loved sad things these days, and
even found an exultation in them if they
were very, very sad.
Rosalie took her aside to tell IL: There
was bride, ready even to her veil, and he,
the bridegroom, never came-he was dead"
Rosalie called this a romantic situation.
Emily admitted it, feeling, however. that 1t
was more. though she could not tell Rosa
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case in point. but them" she reminded her
self. bitterly recalling the faithlessness Of
Hattie, OF Rosalie. of Miss Beaton, .it's
true"
She took ii to Hattie from some feeling
that she was mixed up In this thing. Hat
tie closed her algebra, keeping her finger
in the place, while she took the paper and
looked at it. She did not seem impressed
or otherwise, but read II aloud in a matter
of-fact tone:
A flower sprang from the earth one day
And nodded and blew in blithesome way,
And the filled its cup.
A careless hand broke IL OF and threw
IL idly down where il lately grew.
And the same withered Ii up
up said Hattie, What's the up for?
You don't need it,
'Its-it's for the rhyme" said Emily.
Its redundancy" said Hattie.
ITO be Continued on tuesday,
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place Of (Browning). and the battle went
against them. The old salt deplored the
modern cruisers. which he said were MOTH
Ing but turtles afioat. and said in (Burns)
ships were ships. (Coldsmith) sent out its
whole population 10 interview (Goldsmth)
except one woman. who was singing her
infant TO sleep with. some soft CWatts).
He ate at the miller's and the (Cowper)
turned on the respective charms of aiken
side) and (CampbelD l. e. the enjoyment OF
fancy or anticipation. When the discussion
seemed closing the oldest man. an aged shep-
herd. cried. "(Brpwning). and 1 am done.
Does the opening crocus OF spring give you
more delight or (Moore)?" The visitor stayed
there some days, but when the robin and
iPoe) began TO go South he consulted
(Spenser). and finding IL so late I'm the year.
and learning that CThompson) were often
very inclement i'm that region, he went on.
He always spoke and wrote kindly OF these
simple folk. though usually given 60 writ
ing lHorace). DOROTHEA-
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CASTING POISONOUS SNAKES
For scuIptors ModeIs-Hosv the Work
IL Performed.
Chicago Journal.

Chicago Journal.
Snakes and venomous reptiles pose for q
new kind OF sculpture that will be one OF
the features of the United States govern
ments museum at the worlds fair.
The snakes differ from the beautiful
models who posed for much OF the stat
uary that adorns the worlds fair grounds
In that they will not willingly submit to
lace. Neither can they be bribed. IL Ii
only when they are overcome by their
keepers and are placed under the influences
OF chloroform that the snake sculptors can
accomplish their tasks.
The snake casts when seen at the worlds
fair will be more nearlg true 10 life than
IL they were fashioned I'm clay by the hands
OF the most expert modeler and the cast
then made. Casts are made from the
snakes while they are alive. and so like the
real thing is each OF these models that Were
il not enclosed in a glass case the vifitor
might we'll be excused for a shudder OF
alarm when he viewed IL.
John w. Thompson, keeper OF the reptile
house at the Geological gardens I'm PEila-
delphia, is one of the most expert sEake
sculptors, and he describes his work an
follows:
piece ef strong Irvine, attaches IL to a 'onG
pole and. opening the cage, places II over
the snakes head. The reptile. struggling and
squirming, and wild with fear and anger,
is lifted out, and should he be one OF those
deadly varieties there Is some exciting
sport before he is finally conquered / shen
nOlu a sponge SATURATED Win CnlOrOlOTfu 10
his nostrils. In short time ne is, for the
time being and To all intents and PURPOSES.
dead 20 the world, and the cast Il then
made with all possible expedition.
Quilts are placed Ia the reptiles no trils
so that he may breathe, and the mixed
plaster Of paris IL poured over him After
the plaster has had time 20 harden the
snake. which has been creased I'm ad,ance
TO facilitate its removal, Is carefully pulled
out from the cast and returned TO its cage.
usually none the worse for the operation
THE inside OF the cast IL now fipshed
with soapy water. the grease or which fills
up the pores and prevents sticking. The
plaster y then poured IN and the cast re-
mains undisturbed for twenty-four hours In
order to insure perfect hardening.
THE next step r. chipping away OF the
other shell. which has 10 be done With exc
treme care lest the delicate outline OF tho
impressioned plaster may be irretrievably
ruined. Particularly Is this true o. the
head and eyes, which are always left until
the last. When all the shell IL Clipped away
an exact reproduction OF the snake down 10
the finest details has been secured. and all
that remains 10 be done Is the paintings In
the original colors."
IL Is the painting which is the really
crucial feature OF the operation AMI the
one which determines the success or fall
ure OF the effort. IL Is very tedious work
and much time Is spent on each specimen.
A snake Is usually placed I'm a glass box
beside the artist, who studies the color az
he works. Each scale receives separate
treatment and the task usually requires
several days.
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. S5S.-CHARADE.

In other days, when ALI. was ONE,
Ere yet his work on earth was done.
Through his achievement was unfurled
A clearer knowledge Of the world.
OF regions filled with mythic gloom.
Within Westminster Abbey's walls,
massive TWO lies DER his tomb.
Whose bold ana clear inscription calls
The visitors attention there,
Where he with deep respect may scan
The record OF a noble man,
With whose great deeds but few compare.
CEPHAS.
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The Haunted City.
ome hearts remembrance and regret

Some hearts remembrance and regret
Fill .every street with life profound:
This corner where OF old we met
To rne has since been hallowed ground:
I never pass in sun or rain
Now, but meet you here again.
We cannot go from where we dwell
And leave behind no lingering trace;
Where in the past our shadow fell
A shadow OF US haunts the place;
Returning now ourselves may there
Disturb some ghost OF what we were.
The stones are thrilled by many a tread
THAI leaves no footprint where IL strays;
Shades OF the living and. the dead
In ellence throng the noisy ways;
Here where 1 meet I'm shower or shine
Your ghost, you haply meet with mine.
The cir has sounds we cannot hear
Is CHM with shapes that none can see;
Tho dear the living voice. and dear
The sight of living faces be.
With kndlier yearnings yet we greet
The friends We see not when We meet.
"A. ST. jean Adcock, In the Spectator.
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ANSWERS.

735-Kidnaping.
736-Less-on.
737.-Truest, utters.
73s.-1. Lee, leer. ?. Snow. snore. 8 HAM,
hammer. 4. Platt, platter. s. Mann. man.
ner. 6. Roe. roar. z. Sue. sewer. s. Stow,
store. 9. Poe. pore. 10. London, LondoneF.
IL. Locks, locker. u. Luke, lucre.
739.-Pan.
74O-Dash a Semitic most. sometimes-ah.
sadl
741.-A shoe.
742.-Hallow, halo hall, Hal. Ia, II.
743.-Paper, aper
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herself, felt she had not changed to her
friends But Hattie was one to look facts
in the face. IF you're not pretty" she had
a while back confided to Emily. you've got
to be smart" And forthwith taking to
learning Hattie was fast becoming q shin
ing light.
Resale had taken to things of different
nature, which she called romantic situa-
tons. To have the wind whsk off your
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SKS.-ANAGRAM.

She was a beauty of the auld lang syne,
Her name to English ears is funny;
She was all grace, with contour superfine,
And sweet as sugar, SUPER HONEY.
She was beloved among the gods on high,
With disposition bright and sunny;
And Hesiod her lauded to the sky
When he her name wrote SUPER HONEY.
She was a myth yes, of the Graces one;
She cared no whit for paltry money,
Presided Ger the hopes pure living won,
And made life cheerful SUPER HONEY.
TOM A. HAWK.
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7ss.-woRD BUILDING.

!. Add ito bud" and within" PROPOSE
tion," a ''pronoun." and upon" and make
a word of ten letters meaning "a doubling"
2. Add ito injure," Ito fasten," an Inter
lection" and ourselves" and make a word
of ten letters meaning Astounding In mari"
8. Add part of The leg" "a quick sound"
"a WITCH" ''interjecticn," and "a pro-
noun," and make a word of twelve LETT
tiers meaning horse eating" BETTY.
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76O.-rCURTaILMENTs.

When the WHOLE came home
We stand and muse
In the gloamin' light sac fine,
Wiilin the pride Of earth to lose
If with love we roam,
And are LAST to the divine.
II.
In an ALL we danced away
Many an hour, Nan and I.
TILL we knew that near was day
BY the tell-tale LAST so high.
TORFRIDA-
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sST--ENIGMA.

I'm up and down. and round about,
Yet all the world can't find me out
Though hundreds have employed their
leisure
They never vet could find my measure.
I'm found almost in every garden.
Nay in the compass OF a farthing.
There's neither chariot. coach. nor mall,
Can move an inch except L will
KY