The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-04-01

/ groes and whites who do not care cnouSll
for franchise to pay the capitation tax
have been eliminated, and therefis as a
natural consequence an reinforcement in
the quality OF the suffrage.
Recipe for Mortar.
Please give INC the Formula for maxi
Ing good Iplastering mortar
First the lime SHOULD be good quality.
Good lime should require about three
barrels clean water, and Stacked Iii a.
water-tight box, and strained through a.
quartcr-inch sieve at one end, and into
another bed or ring of sand, and when
cooled a little, add ono bushcl or seven
pounds of good, long cattle or goat hair,
we'll beaten or picked apart, and worked
In we'll, with hoe or rake To this add 4
about three barrels Of clean, sharp sand,
throw out In heaps and allow to stand /
ten days or two weeks, and then ao0
proper working consistency, which Will &
By about nine barrels Of sand in%;l l.SS.
For the second Or hard finish coat tlle I
lime IL L. should be Stacked In Wa.ertight
thick buttermilk, and6run through a$ No. e
II sieVer into. a receptacle. and allowed !!
to stand until cooled, and lffened IN
Q-3) one-third Caffeine plaster, and trowel
we'll to a hard. smooth surface. This is
for two-coat oplasterns. II other coat
y "a; desired the first coat should bearun on
second Goa coat applied The nIsh Would he lie
the same IN either case. s Fl II, II II q
Old Blandford.
!, please publish In next4issus OF Weekly
walls Of old Blandford Church al Peters
burg, Va. W. A. i. Is
Thou art crumblng TO the dust, old pile.
And round thee in thy loneliness
Clings tho Ivy TO the wall. Is
The worshipers ara scattered now
E Who kllelt before thy shrIne,
And silence reigns where anthems rose
Inadays OF Aud Lang Syne.
And sadly signs the wandering wind
Where Oft In years gone By,
pT TSa resa ffo 81 e e, sf1rts e Him.
Tho tramp of many n busy foot
That sought thy aislcs Is DER ;..,
And manysn Wea ry5 heart around
How droops the spirit now
dt1Io wdroops tho spirit now! #
we hear the distant cty's din, 81 & I'M
Y The dead are mute below. n
y. Now gllds their lonely graves. 81. Il, q
The zephyrs which once famed their
The grass above then, waves.
Oh! could We calathe many back
Whoye gathered here IN vninr-
Whove careless roanled where we do now,
. Who'll never meet again;
How would our very souls be stirred,
10 meet the earnest gaze
OF tho lovely aud tho beautiful,
Tho lights Of other days,
THE DYING HEBREWS PRAYER, Y
Editors Of the ENQUIRER: III ~ polltica!
satire entitled Tho Devils Progress"
don, occur tho Following lines. For ex-
Guisite dction and the, sentiment they
very far sllrpass ANYTHING ! haye. ever
seen IN such. q setting, or indeed, in al
most any setting; and feel j am doing
your readers. IN furnishing u copy of
these verses for the Enquirer service
which will be appreciated by ever lover
OF true poetry, a, M Is,
a Hebrew knelt,. in, the dying light,
His eye was dim and cold, It'd
The, hairs on his brow were silver Whito,
And his blood was thin and old!
lln lifted his look to hhls test sun, N,
For, he knew that his pilgrlnnrage was
donel
And al he saw Gods shadow there,
His spirit poured Itself In prayer!
81 come unto deaths second birth.
Beneath Il stranger air..
"a pilgrim OH n dull, cold Garth,
As all my fathers were!
And men have stamped IRE with q curse.
i feel It Is not Thine, n tsi
iOnan,e-- as them--tO slime;
And, therefore, dare I! lift mine eve,
Through. that, 10 Thee before ! die
In This great temple, ,byIilt by Thee, IS