Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, May 27, 1905, Page 7

a Oe ANOTHER LIFE SAVED. Mrs. G. W. Fooks, of Salisbury, Md., wife of G. W. Fooks, Sheriff of Wico- mico County, says: “I suf- fered with kid- ney complaint ror eight years. It came on me gradu- ally. I felt tired and weak, was short of breath and was trou- bled with bloating after eating, and my limbs were badly swollen. One doctor told me it would finally turn to Bright’s disease. I was laid up at one time for three weeks. I had not taken Doan’s Kidney Pills more than three days when the dis- g aching across my back disap- od, and I was soon entirely cured.” For sale by all dealers. Price 50 sents. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Almost Human. Montague McScsh—Great guns, Ma- ria! don’t expect so much of me! Ke member that I’m only human. “s. McSosh—Well, I do try to re- member it, but from your actions it's ometimes hard to believe. On the Safe Side. old woman who persisted in bow- ing church service whenever e of Satan was mentioned was y»rimanded by the minister for so eemly a habit. The reproof had, r, no effect, and the minister oy finally, ‘> exasperation, why ht it nec. sary to bow. she replied, “civility costs and you never know what will BABY CAME NEAR DYING om oan «Awful Skin Humor— Scratched Till Blood Ran— Wasted to a Skeleton— Speedily Cured by Cuticura. When three months old my boy out with an itching, watery over his body, and he would h till the blood ran. We tried everything, but he grew worse, to a skeleton, and we feared vould die. He slept only when in The first application of oihed him so that he slept cradle for the first time in many One set of Cuticura made a ete and permanent cure. ) Mrs. M. C. Maitland, Jasper, Milk Saloons of Warsaw. town of Warsaw may be called producers’ Eden, although milk consumers’ Eden it certainly ot. There is probably nowhere “milk town” as this. Restau- ; are but little frequented. On he other hand, the public frequent » various dairies in great number in to chat with friends or read the yapers, to the accompaniment of sk or white coffee or a glass of cold or warm milk. To close a bar- gain or to talk business, the milk sa on resorted to; chess and bill 2 likewise to be played in e recognized places of public re. t But, in spite of this enormous consumption of milk, the supply is of most wretched; in fact ,it is in- describably bad—Creamery Journal. GAIP’S UGLY SEQUEL KNEES STIFF, HANDS HELPLESS, BHEUMATISM NEAR HEART. Mrs. Van Scoy Experiences Dangerous After-Effects from Grip and Learns Value of a Blood Remedy. Tho grip leaves behind it weakened ul powers, thin blood, impaired di- gestion and over-sensitive nerves—a yndition that makes the system an easy prey to pneumonia, bronchitis, rheuma- yous prostration, and even con- tis ption. tory told by scores of victims of i bstantially the same. One ured by terrible pains at the the skull; another was left tired, int and in every way wretched from anemia or scantiness of blood; another had horrible headaches, was nervous and vt sleep; another was left with valk lungs, difficulty in breathing and gia. In every case relief ought in vain until the great blood- sr and nerve-tonic, Dr. Williams’ < Pills, wasused. For quickness and yroughness of action nothing is known that will approach it. Mrs. Van Scoy makesa statement that supports this claim. She says: “I had a severe attack of grip and, be- fore I had fully recovered, rheumatism set in and tormented me for thre months. I was in a badly run-down state. Soon after it began I was so lame for a week that I could hardly walk. It kept growing steadily worse and at last I had to give up completely and for three weeks I was obliged to keep my bed. My knees were so stiff I couldn’t bend them, and my hands were perfectly helpless. Then the pains began to tlireaten my heart and thoroughly alarmed me. «« While I was suffering in this way I chanced to run across a little book that told about the merits of Dr. Williams” Pink Pills. The statements in it im. pressed me and led me to buy a box. These pills proved the very thing I needed. Improvement set in as soon.as I began to take them, and it was very marked by the time I had finished the first box. Four boxes made me a well woman.” Mrs. Laura M. Van Scoy lives: at No. 20 Thorpe street, Danbury, Conn. Dr. ‘Williams’ Pink Pills are equally well adapted for any other of the that follow in the train of grip, They are gold by all druggists. th Ww b: f BATTLEFIELDS LITTLE CHANGED Country Over Which Raged Conflicts That Made History Remains To-Day Much as It Was In Civil War Days . The battlefields of Bull Run have undergone little change since the civil war. Catharpin creek, Young’s branch, Cub run and Rocky ford are still pour- ing into Bull run, and that historic stream rolls sluggishly from the moun- tains to Aquia creek. There are the same open fields and stretches of woods shown on the topo- graphic maps used in 1861 and ’62. Sudley Springs and Groveton are no bigger hamlets than at the time of the battles; Centerville has rather shrunk than grown, and Haymarket, on the Sudley road, which was a group of three or four houses, has disappeared. Manassas, from a mere hamlet at the junction of the Orange & Alexan- dria railroad and the Manassas Gap railroad, has become a small village and is the seat of Prince William county, whereas Brentville had that distinction in America’s heroic age. The bells of Sudley meeting house and Centerville church ring out every Sunday, and old men pray there who listened to the firing, saw glimpses of the struggles, carried water to the wounded and helped bury the dead. Memorial Hymn. To this dear temple of our God. That over all our happy land grave. Such lives can never know decay, And greener, as time wears away, Is his immortal wreath of fame. That lisping youth and hoary age, While tears shall start swell, May read upon the marble page —Henry 8. Those churches were hospitals during and after both battles. A shot from a Union battery, which made a breach in the walls of Sudley meeting house, is preserved by @ member of the congregation. Bethel church, which was Fitz-John Porter’s headquarters when he lay be- hind Dawkin’s branch on Aug. 28, 1862, has been removed four miles south of its old site, but the founda- tion stones may be seen by those who will enter the thicket of undergrowth that obscures them. A The Henry house, the Chinn, Dogan and Matthew houses, destroyed by shells, were long ago restored on their first foundations and are to-day as they were in ’61. The Stone house still stands at the ‘crossing of the Warrenton pike and Sudley road, and until recently was occupied by & Virginia farmer, who as a cavalryman unger Stuart fought over the fields around the house. the first shell thrown from Tyler’s di- vision when the fight opened at the Stone bridge, is still there. So, too, The Van Pelt house, damaged by js the Robinson house, and Robinson, the old negro who dwelt there when Hunter and Heintzelman arove Bee, Bartow and Evans from the heights north of the pike to those on the south, dwells there to-day. ‘The Lewis house, Johnston’s head- quarters, is still occupied by Mr. Lew- is, and the Hampton Cole house, which figured so conspicuousty m tne Fitz-John Porter case, is standing. Mrs. Dogan, through whose farm runs the railroad cut where Porter, Sigel, Reynolds and King fought to dislodge Jackson on Aug. 30, 1862, is still living at Groveton. She is 87 years old and hearty. She likes noth- ing better than to tell of the red, grim scenes of war. The fields in that bloody square bounded by Centerville on the east, Groveton and Gainesville on the west, Sudley on the north and Manassas on the south, are as a rule, still tilled by the families who worked them when Prince William and Fairfax counties shook under the tread of armies and the crash of guns. It is believed that most of the bones of the men slain at Blackburn’s ford, July 18, 1861; Bull Run, July 21, 1861; Stone bridge and Gainesville, Aug. 27 and 28, 1862, and Groveton and Sud- ley, Aug. 29 and 30, 1862, have been exhumed. Those recovered from the Federal positions were removed to Arlington, “where many hundreds are heaped un- der the monument gto the “Unknown,” Keep green their memories; day by day “These pleasant paths with us they trod, While prayer and praise beguiled the way We knew not that the foeman’s hand Was raised to strike the deadly blow; So soon would break the wail of woe. The heavens grew darker in that hour When they, the noble and the brave, Went forth in manhood’s pride and pow- er, And passed through victory to the New luster gilds the martyr’s name, and bosoms How freedom’s heroes fought and fell. ‘Washburn. and many other hundreds are buried in individual graves marked with a little slab also inscribed “Unknown.” Bones dug from the Confederate po- sitions in the first battle are interred under a red sandstone shaft at Manas- sas, five miles south of the central fighting ground. This shaft is in- scribed “Dedicated by the Ladies’ Memorial Association of Manassas on August 30, 1889, to the Heroes of Vir- ginia and Her Sister States, Who Yielded Their Lives on July 18 and 21, 1861, and August 29 and 30, 1862, in Defence of the Confederate Cause.” Close by the Henry house there is a rude Union monument erected “In Memory of the Patriots Who Fel] at Bull Run. Erected June 10, 1865.” In a bit of cedar woods by the rail- road cut at Groveton there is another little Union monument “In Memory of the Patriots Who Fell at Groveton August 28, 29 and 30, 1862.” There is no Confederate monument on the battlefield. Bones taken from the Confederate lines of the second battle are buried on a knoll at Groveton: As the positions of the armies of- ten overlapped, it is safe to believe that northern and southern soldiers are mingled at Arlington and Manas- sas. Identification of the bones at Grove- ton was not difficult, for while the Confederate dead were buried in deep trenches, the Union soldiers who fell near tne “cut,” tne place or greatest slaughter, were not given sufficient burial. Earth was simply shoveled over the poor corpses where they lay. The first heavy rain washed away the earth and exposed the remains. This statement is: made on authority of Mrs. Dogan, who, ordered from the field by Jackson’s men as the fighting began, returned to her farm before the removal of all the wounded or the burial of the dead. Reminders of the fighting are ever coming to light. Hunters often come upon skeletons in woods far from the field. These are the bones of men who, wounded, straggled off and died. With each spring plowing bones of men and horses, buckles, canteens, bayonets, gun barrels and buttons are upturned. Around some of the farm houses are big piles of solid shot and broken shell. Tons of this battlefield iron have been collected and sold as scrap-iron. Nearly every farmer in the neighborhood has a collection of swords, guns and bayonets gathered from the field. When the Groveton monument was dedicated three years after the last battle, the fields were still thickly strewn with. weapons and articles of soldiers’ equipment. ‘The line of railroad bed (the road was never finished) along which Jack- son formed from Gainsville to Sudley is well preserved, though overgrown with pine and cedar. Earthworks around Manassas and Centerville clearly mark the camps of | Beauregard and McDowell. There are no earthworks on the fighting growAd. | None was built. On the Henry farm stakes have been- driven to mark where Col. Cam- eron of the 79th New York and Gen. Bee were killed, where Rickett’s bat- tery was cut to pieces and where Wade Hampton was wounded. In a dense woodland off the field two bits of board tell that Gens. Willcox and Kirby Smith were shot there. A rail fence stands just where the rail fence stood along which Jackson’s brigade was drawn up when Gen. Bee gave Jackson the soubriquet of “Stonewall.” The place on the Chinn hill where Col. Fletcher Webster, son of Daniel Webster, was killed in the second bat- tle is pointed out by the people who live there. . What “Etc.” Means, An English schoolboy was asked what “etc.” meant. “It is a sign used in writing to make people think you know more than you do.” Br THE MODERN FARMER. “7 How He Lives, as Compared With Fifty Years Ago. he farming life of to-day, as con- trasted with that of fifty years ago, is a paradise of comfort and con- venience. The lonely _loghouse, remote from mar- ket and devoid of advantages that a half cycle of time has made possible, would scarcely ap- peal to the pres- ent day farmer. The twentieth- century soil ‘tiller has practically all the modern comforts. His mail is de- livered daily. He has telephonic con- nection with the buying and selling world, affording the best opportunities for marketing to advantage. His home is of recent architecture, con- structed of wood, brick or stone, and well furnished. He has modern plumb- ing and modern heating, and with the advent of acetylene gas, he bas mod- ern lighting. At night his home is as attractively illuminated as that of his city brother, for it is a suggestive fact that “acetylene for country homes” has so appealed to the farmer, that of the 80,000 users of acetylene gas in the United States, the farmer is one of the largest of all classes. Ever seeking the best, he has not hesitated in availing himself of this new light. The continued growth and progress of this great country, ever a cause of wonderment, has no greater exempli- fication than evolution on the farm. Already the farmer is becoming the most envied of men—the freest, the healthiest, the happiest! Setting Himself Straight George Washington Thomas, an able-bodied negro of Sleepy Hollow, appeared before Magistrate Nussbaum charged with stealing chickens. The negro was accompanied by his law- yer, Col. Simmons, a rising young white attorney. The old judge saun- tered into the dingy court room where he had reigned for more than twenty years, and after calling for order he looked around on the little company there assembled. Seeing George Washington Thomas, he pointed to him and said: “Be you the defendant in this case?” “Quick as a flash George was on his feet, and, not understanding legal terms, he exclaimed politely: “No, sah; no, sah; I ain’t de-fen’ant; dar’s de’fen’ant ovah dar.” And say- ing which he pointed to his lawyer. There was a general Jaugh about the room, in which the queer old judge joined heartily. The darkey felt abash- ed. He was visibly embarrassed, and thinking to correct the mistake, if mistake it were, he said again, point- ing at his lawyer: “Yas, sah; he’s de’- fen’ant,” and, pointing to himself, he said: “I’se de gent’man what stole de chickens ”—Lippincott’s. Snide Lights on History. Scott had just written “The stag at eve had drunk his fill.” “Just like all them stag parties,” he cémmented. Bewaliing the tendencies of the times, he dashed off twelve more stan- zas. Henry XIII. had just divorced anoth- er wife. “You see,” he explained, “there were too many queens in the deck and I thought the cards had been stacked.” With a regal air he dispatched a messenger of Anne Boleyn. Horatius was at the bridge. “Heavens!” he said. “I won't get to Brooklyn till 9 o'clock.” “Pushing his way through the crowd he telephoned his wife to keep dinner warm. Worcester Sauce. In some of his recollections the American author, Mr. Owen Wister, tells a good story concerning himself. Some time ago while in Washington he was presented to the wife of a high government official—a very “ample” lady, and one whose appearance indi- cated that she possibly enjoyed the material comforts of life more than the esthetic. When Mr. Wister’s name was men- tioned she regarded him with consid- erable interest, and the author began to think that something very compli- mentary was going to be said concern- ing his books. The lady beamed once or twice in a preliminary sort of way, and then remarked with genuine feel- ing: “You know it’s often very hard to catch the names of people who are in- troduced to you, and sometimes it’s hard to remember them. But in your case it’s so different. I really want to tell you, Mr. Worcester, how much I like your sauce!” Private Murphy—The bullets would pass over my head, sergeant. “Quite right; and what would hap- pen to me?” Private Murphy—I hardly know, ser- geant. I’m afraid ye’d get dodging be- hind the house. On the Safe Side. An old woman who persisted in bow- ing during church service whenever the name of Satan was mentioned was reprimanded by the minister for so unseemly a habit. The reproof had, however, no effect, and the minister asked her finally, in exasperation, why she thought it necessary to bow. “Well,” she replied, “civility costs nothing, and you never know what will happen.” The people of Oakes were well pleased over the seed wheat special over the Soo. - SCOTTISH SCHOOL METHODS. Pupils at Glasgow Are Taught to Be Ambitious. “The public school system of Scot- land, to my mind, is as good as that in this country,” said Andrew MacAllis- ter of Glasgow. “In one respect it is better, I think, for they not only teach the child how to write, but they teach him also to be ambidexterous. This is oftentimes a great help in after life. “Another thing in which.I think the Scotch schools are superior to those in America is that teachers in Scot- land have the same right by law to chastise a child that the parents have. This law acts well, and, if there was more of it in this country, there would be more lessons learned by pupils. “Between the ages of 7 and 12, chil dren in Scotland are taught the funda. mentals of a good education: That is, they are instructed in the ‘three R’s,” and some more, but readin’, writin’ and ‘rithmetic are the basis of the education. And. at the age of 12 the Scotch pupil knows as much as the average English pupil at the age of 16 or thereabouts. If they want to con- tinue ;phopl after that time they go to an academy.”Detroit Free Press. LEWIS & CLARK EXPOSITION. It is a noteworthy fact that the Lew- is and Clark. Exposition is the first world’s fair to be held west of the Rocky Mountains which has secured the aid of the government. “And it is also surprising what an in- terest is manifested in the exp on by the people of the East. They see in the evposition an opportunity to visit the Western country at a duced expenditure of mon ar only see the Exposition itself, but view the wonders of our Weste and witness the great resources of Northwest and the opportunities atf- forded. The Great Northern Railway passenger department has been flood- ed with inquiries as to the exposition, and it augurs well for a . through the Northwest th He Waited. “Supposing you wait here in comfortable seat by the elevator I match these two samples of ribbon said Mrs. Mayfair sweetly to her bh band, who had been entrapped into ing shopping with her. When came back she said contritely “Have I kept you waiting donably long time, you poor : “Oh, I haven’t minded it,” he said, cheerfully. “I just jumped onto a car and ran out to the lez saw most of the bal I took a little spin in the Dorton in his new auto match the samples “One of them. It’s so prov lll have to come again to-mor they're closing the store now. pigcott’s. park with Did Both Insulted. “I hear ther is a rm going round that we are engaged s John- son.” “Indeed, Mr. Jones? What an insult to me! You contradicted it at once, of course?” d I was fool but not Jour- “Oh, yes, rather! I enough for almost fool enough for that. nal. Chicago LIVING TOO HASTILY AMERICANWOMENBREAK DOWN Irregularities and Female Derange- ments Result—Cured by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. Owing to eur mode and manner of living, and the nervous haste of every woman to accomplish just so much each day, it is said that there is not one woman in twenty-five but what suffers with some derangement of the female organism, and this is the secret of so many unhappy homes. 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