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YOL.VlI. IUDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, APRIL 10, 1877. NO. 9. .
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The Widow's Mite.
A widow shs had only one 1
A puny aud decrepit son j
But day aud night,
Though fretful oft, and weak and small
A loving child, he was her all '
The widow's mite.
The widow's mite ay, so sustained,
She battled onward, nor complain'd,
Though friends were fewer
And while she toil'd for daily far
A little crutch upon the stair,
' Was music to her.
I saw her then and now I see
Thot, though resigned aud cheerful, she
Has sorrow'd much ;
She has. He gave it tenderly,
Much faith ; and carefully laid by,
A little crutch.
ALL FOR LOVE.
There were two things favorable to the
success of Dowley's love suit with Miss
Orville his pcrseverence and her friends'
opposition. To the lust named causa he
was already much indebted. Marion's
brother-in law, whenever he found the
aspirant for her hand in the parlor,
prowled out the briefest possible saluta
tion and turned his book on him, while
her sister, still more cuttingly, ignored
his presence in the house altogether, or
if she chanced to come into the hall as he
was taking leave, was in the habit of cast
ing suspicious glances as if she feared for
the overcoats, and meditated calling a
servant to attend to this very doubtful
unknown intruder.
After a scene like this Marion could
not, as she otherwiso might, forget the
young man the moment the door closed
cm him; occasionally her beautiful dark
eyes flashed with indignation as she
thought upon the injustice of these family
friends, and the insults they dared heap
upon one from whom she chose to re
ceive attentions. Sometimes the petted
sister fancied Mary and Charley treated
her will coldness on Dowley's account
and then she would weep and long for
affection which was devoted and un
changeable and " uuexacting such, for
example, aa Job Dowley had ventured to
hint ho carried about with him, ready
for her acceptance. She fell into the
habit of wasting the midnight gas in
poring ovr poetry aud novels portaining
to " love that cannot die," thwarted at
tachments aud runaway matches. Under
these circumstances, and possessing a
fair shave of engaging qualities, a lover
would bo pretty sure to win. Marion's
admirer was not remarkable for either
personal or intellectual endowments. If
wa sum up the former we find them to
consist of a beauteous mustache, upon
which it.) owner -laced great reliance.
A pood deal of time wasted away, and
still Job was unable to perceive that in
his love affair any material advantage
was gained. It would not do to let tilings
go on so much longer. He knew well
it was not sufe to make a formal declara
tion yet; but while he waited, content to
receive the smiles of the angelic girl,
some one else might carry off the prize,
leaving poor Job, if possible, in a more
deplorable strait than even his ancient
namesake.
How would it do to affect illness and
have Iiss Orville sent for? Seeing him
on the threshold of eternity, might not
her precious, waxen heart melt sufficient
ly to allow his image to be surely im
pressed thereon ? When her blessing ap
peared about to take its flight, it would
brighten to her vision, according to the
poet, giving him the opportunity of mak
ing the demand with a fair prospect of
immediate surrender.
There were fevers very respectable
disease, to be had at short notice florid
face no objection. The malady of all
others to which he seemed adapted. He
resolveel to have a fever a genuine ty
phoid, and no hypocritical pretence,
which at the best may not succeed. In
view of the glorious results which were
to follow, he could afford a first-class ar
ticle. His room was in the third story. It
was a windy winter's night, with the
thermometer within whispering distance
of zero, and the moon careering in the
blue heavens as glittering as a bride in
tulle, satin and diamonds. ' Unable to
keep off the shivers, Dowley had rung
for the fire boy three times in as many
hours; and while the latter heaped coal
on the grate, the former heaped maledic
tions on the grinning, woolly head. This
was preuiovs to Job's fever attack.
The wind had risen higher; it rattled
and shook and rocked whatever it came
in contact with. But its violence bore
hardly a comparison to the force of Job's
determination. The lower sash of his
window was raised and a pair of nude
feet thrust unflinchingly across the sill,
the nucleus of the coveted fever. Tlio
residue of Mr. Dowley lay back in his
chair, smiling benignly as the shadows
of coming events passed before his men
tal vision, seeming intensely real.
ne drew a deep inspiration. " Ah,
my Marion ! my angel ! why does she
not come to me ?"
Affecting the treble he answered him
self "I am here, Jobie your own !
Marion is by your sme, noldin on to the
bedpost with both hands, the better to
bear the anguish of my heart. Don't
die, won't you ? Say quick ?"
Job here raised his head and glanced
through the whitened pane, to see how
his feet prospered. His toe nails appear
ed to be edged with frost, and, in fact,
the entire feet looked very much like a
couple of eccentric? loaves of wedding
cake. But he was not yet sure whether
they were done enough. He was in
hopes he began to feel a stricture in the
throat; and certainly he did, with only a
reasonable effort, cough very triumpantly.
The treble tones were heard again,
but Job interrupted himself with a sneeze,
then he snuffed and tried whether he
' coidd say Marion, and found to his do
light (hut it sounded like Barryodd.
There could be no mistake now, he was
caMiing cold sweetly.
The bell rang sharply. Job did not
hear it, since he had business of more
importance to attend to, but it was
the second application which had been
made at the house to the same end. The
servant came bouncing up stairs.
"It's the perlice," said she, -and
he axed to know was it a corraps that's
crapin' out backward out of the windy
in the third story, and he reckoned it
might be a new style of layin' out, but
ye better be takin it in, and if the dead
man didn't object to the tratement, he
should. "
The servant thus informed her mis
tress, who was looking through the key
hole into Mr. Dowley's room, and the
mistress gave the order for the door to
be broken in. Crash, smash and Job
Dowley recalled his abused feet, finding
them very convenient to stand upon
when confronting the excited crowd that
blocked up the doorway.
"I'd like to know what's all this," ex
claimed the matron " the perlice com
in' to this house "
" I will return your question," said
her boarder, fiercely. "If you can't per
mit a gentleman to pare his toe nails by
moonlight, why, madam, there are other
boarding houses in the city that's all."
The threat was effectual ; the land
lady withdrew her forces, tittering as
they went, and Job was alone with his
disappointment. He strode up and down
like a tiger in his cage.
"It's no use," he muttered, "a man
could never enjoy sickness, be it ever so
severe, in this abominable pest of busy
bodies." Suddenly he paused. "There, I know
what I'll do; at last I've hit on tho very
thing. I'll get garroted blame me if I
don't ! If that doesn't fire her heart it
must bo incombustible."
He dressed himself and rushed down
stairs and into the street. How terrifically
cold it was ! He felt all over like au ice
house, but his feet especiallv, from their
previous discipline, were so horribly stiff
and clumpy lie could have bantered a
Chinese female to swap, and afford to
pay boot. They appeared to operate on
the rotary principle, the instep perform
ing for the sole as often as any way. They
slewed around like a boy's sled, and Job
had hard work to tell which way he was
coasting.
The intense cold had frozen the streams
of humanity in their beds or other in
door refuge so that, being almost alone
on the street, ho stood an excellent
chance of getting served to a garrote with
out unreasonable delay except, indeed
which might Heaven forbid ! the par
roting fraternity themselves should be
frozen in likewise. In the latter case he
would have to give up fever and garrot
ing altogether, as alike infeasible.
His beaver was beateu down hard over
his eyes, so as to resist the rude snatches
of boreas. A lurge pocket-book, plump
ed invitingly out with yellow paper, was
carried in his hand, aud appeared to be
used as a balance weight hi helping its
owner maintain the perpendicular along
the slippery sidewalk.
But reaching a corner and coming sud
denly in contact with the full force of
the windy current, Mr. Dowley was
swept off his awkward feet and. fell. The
edgestone, having no conscience in the
matter of not hitting a man when he'o
down, gave him a free blow across the
forehead and nose, and tho effect was
like pu lling the cork out of a bottle of
claret and turning it bottom upward.
Groaning with pain, but soothing him-i-elf
with the murmured name of Marion,
Job struggled partly up, slipped agaiu
upon his hands and knees, falling hard;
his coat-tails flew up in tho wind, which,
using them for a sail, drifted him into
the middle of the street. There, after
sprawling a moment, he succeeded hi re
covering his base.
A cold judging world is extremely
liable to confound faidts with misfor
tunes; it is fortunate, therefore, when we
are not obliged to let the world into our
personal and private affairs unreservedly.
Our hero recognized this truth in look
ing around to see whether anybody had
witnessed his predicament. It just then
occurred to him that here was capital
complete for his enterprise in plainer
terms, that he had been sufficiently gar
roted for all practical purposes, and his
nose would furnish the evidence. The
thought was cheering.
As I have said, he looked around to
see who might be looking. People al
ways do when they slip in the street. Oa
either hand he taw rows of lighted man
sions, carefully drawn curtains separat
ing their inmates from the scenes with
out. A single human figure appeared in
sight, and that only a queer, muffled up
little thing some homeless beggar
shrinking at the foot of a flight of nteps
leading to one of the carved and orna
mental portals. Our hero congratulated
himself, and applying his handkercliief
to his wounded countenance, staggerod
over to the pitiful little wanderer, who
shrank closer in the corner of the frozen
granite at his approach.
" You poor sis, would you like to earn
a shilling?"
"A shilling, sir?" shiveriugly.
" Yes, ft wholo shilling. Does it seem
so much ?"
" I can't remember when anybody
ever gave me that sum," she replied,
bending lower over her poor hands and
trying to warm them with her breath.
" I'm an orphan I've neither father nor
mother."
"Nor any homo, I suspect. Never
mind, I want you to do an errand which
will take you only a few minutes, and
here's a shilling for your reward. Do
you know the streets about here ?" j
" Oh, yes, sir. Are you much hurt ?"
"Confoundedly." With a look at his
blood stainetl handkerchief. "I wish
you to go to No. 40 , and ask for
Mis3 Orvillo don't let the servants turn j
you away, and don't consent to do the
errand to any one else, but persevere and
see the young lady herself, and toll hor I
have been garroted."
" Have you ?" astonishment mingled
with fear in her voice. " But who shall I
say you are ?"
"Job Dowley you won't forget the
name ?"
" No, I won't Dobe Jowley," return
ed the beggar. " And I'll go quick. "
"As to that," said Dowley, "I want
tune to get home. I wouldn't like the
young lady to arrive at my boarding
house first. Now remember Miss Or
ville Mr. Dowley garroted. Make no
mistakes."
He dropped the shilling on the child's
lap, and with all the impetus at com
mand, hurried toward his boarding
house. All was quiet, and he reached
the third story and his own room unmo
lested and unobserved. There he waited
up for two full hours in momentary ex
pectation of a call from his adored Ma
rion. But the door bell seemed a dumb
bell and gave out no urgent summons;
Mr. Dowley was forced to conclude that
on account of the lateness of the hour
and the depression of the mercury, Miss
Orville was not coming.
That she would hawten to him next
morning and no earthly power could
hiuder, ha felt certain. lie imagined the
sweet girl at that very moment sleepless
and agitated for his sake; and how natu
rally wouhl follow his declaration ot
love and her promise to be his forever
and forever. With a sigh at being com
pelled to wait ever so .short a time, Mr.
Dowley went to bed.
Morning came. It brought no fair
lady to her wounded knight, but it did
bring a letter superscribed in Marion's
own hand. Very likely then her brother-in-law
had forbid h'.sr coming. Never
mind; tho fact of the dear, precious mis
sive Euffio ently proved that the effort to
bring on a crisis had not beeu been in
vain. It would be neither strange nor
indelicate if, in this emergency, Marion
should have here confessed her attach
ment, with a "come and take me." Job's
devoted seat of life beat ecstatically as he
drew the letter from its envelope. It
read as follows:
"Mr. Dowley: Until last night,
whatever other charges were preferred
against you, I had never had reason to
suspect your temperance principles. If
you happen to have any recollection of
staggering, and finally falling iu C
street, about ten o'clock, I may save my
self the trouble of describing the Bcene
to you. However that may bo, I am sat
isfied you could not have observed the
sleigh that the moment after you left
drew up at the steps where you had ne
gotiated with the beggar and orphan, nor
the hand that plucked up this poor out
cast and plunged her under the buffalo
robes, between an animated pair, who
brought her to this their homo, aud hers.
" Lest even now you mav be slow to
identify your errand girl, I proceed . to
explain. I had attended a fair in the
evening with my aunt. The closing
scene of the entertainment was a tableau,
in which I represented a gypsy queen.
Without any change of costume I re
turned to my aunt's house, where we
had just entered, when I peeped out
again to see if Charley and Mary were
coming from their ride for they had
engaged to call precisely at ten to take
me home. Thus it chanced I was a
witness to your parroting I Seeing is be
lieving. Yours finally,
"Marion."
" P. S. It may concern you to know
I think of endowing th Home for Little
Wanderers with the shilling you gave me.
"M. O."
Job Dowley took the blood Btained
handkerchief from under his pillow and
cast it on the fire. ..He had meant
it to create a sensation ; it created only
a blaze. A fortnight and more elapsed
before he left his room ; he was said to
be Buffering from chilblains.
The Population of Ireland.
It has been supposed that tho regis
tration of births in Ireland must be ex
cessively defective, as the ratio of regis
tered births to population is so far short
of that of England. But Dr. W. M
Burke, who signs, as registrar-general,
the detailed report on the year 1875, re
cently issued, calls attention to other ro
turns in explanation of the difference.
He has, indeed, to state that in the ten
years 1805-75 the rate of legitimate
births, which in England averaged 33.4
per 1,000 of the population, was only
20. 1 per 1,000 in Ireland. But he has
also something else to state. The cen
sus of 1871 show that in England 14. 7
per cent, of the total population were
marrieel women between the ages of fif
teen and fifty-five, but in Ireland only
11.8 per cent., so that there were five
married possible mothers in England to
four in an equal number of the popula
tion in Ireland, and, taking the ages fif
teen to forty-five years, the difference is
even greater. Thus the birth rates of
the two countries bear the same ratio to
each other as the relative proportion of
married women iu the population. Look
ing at the returns from another point, it
is found that the births in England are
annually equal to 224 to every 1,000
mothers, and the registered births equal
to 223 per 1,000 iu Ireland. The mar
riage rate in Ireland is low in propor
tion to the total population. This is
partly owing to the largo annual immi
gration of unmarried persons of the
marrying ages. There is a popular opin
ion that Irish mothers are more fruitful
than those of England; but this, if true
must, under present conditions, be to a
certain extent neutralized by the com
paratively late period of life at which
many marriages in Ireland are now
solemnized. The annual excess of
births over deaths in Ireland is about
one per cent, of population.
Some Advantages of Caiidur.
Do not let the idea that you know it
all get away with you. Don't try to
make your wife believe that you are a
great man because she will know better.
Do not try to make your children be
lieve that you are a saint. They will
find you out. Acknowledge that you
are human, and establish a bond of
sympathy with them. Tell them not to
he. b ecause you know lying to be bad.
Children are thinkers, and in their
quaint, quiet little way, sharp logicians.
Do not impose on them. A child trained
contrary to its inclinations is not worth
three nothings. Do not try to direct their
minds into channels that are uncongenial
to them. When children ask questions
you cannot answer honestly acknowledge
your ignorance.' They will think more
of you for it, and it is far preferable to
have them think you ignorant than catch
you in a lie. Let us raise leaders in
stead of followers. Church Union.
The Advantage of Paleness.
Alphonse, the clerk in Merrill's gro
cery, was somewhat indisposed on Mon
day, so much so as to cause comment
from the customers as they came in.
Two young ladies were in after a pound
of starch, and Alphonse was waiting
upon them, when a man at the stove,
having intently observed him for a mo
ment, suddenly remarked:
" It is a decided advantage for you to
look pale, Alphonse."
The young man looked up with a
grateful expression.
"Because it makes your mustache
show," added the man.
Alphonse winced.
FARM, HARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD.
Domestic Ilclns.
Suet Puddiso. One-half cupful
chopped suet, one cupful Indian meal,
one-half teaspoonfiil soda; scald thase
together; make a thick batter; one cup
ful chopped apples, one-half cupful
sugar, two eggs, two large tablespoonfuls
of flour, one-half pound raisins, spices to
taste; baked in a hot oven for two hours.
Keeping Carpets" and Furniture.
Carpets and furniture can be entirely pro
tected from moth by care, cleanliness and
turpentine. Nice carpets should be
well beaten to remove dust aud moth;
papers wet with spirits of turpentine
should be placed over the seats and backs
of stuffed furniture aud the whole sewed
up in cloth. The most dolicate mate
rial will not be injured by applying tur
pentine in this way. lor carpets a free
use of tobacco leaf or stems is desirable.
Papers dipped in turpentine here and
there will do their share, and for outside
Eacking each carpet should be sewed in
nrlap.
Removing. Tea Stains. The stains
will come out of buff linen lunch cloth
by being put in the boiler in a suds made
of two pailf uls of water, a teacupful of
soft soap and a tablespoonful of the
"Magical Mixture" for washing. Let
these ingredients boil together five min
utes; then put the boiler on the corner
of the range and put the cloth in, stir
ring it around, but not letting it boil.
The color will not be injured in the least
by this process.
Veal Pie. Three and a half pounds
breast of veal, cut in small pieces, placed
in a hot frying-pan, with a quarter of a
cupful of fat; fry quickly each side to a
rich brown, then turn into a pot, with
enough boiling water to cover it; add
one small white onion, one heaping table
spoonful grated carrot, one teaspoonfiil
thyme, salt and pepper to taste; cook till
very tender; add a piece of butter the
size of a large walnut and sufficient
browned flour to thicken the gravy; boil
well, and turn into a baking pan or dish,
the sides of which have been lined with
paste; place a small cup upside down in
the center to keep up the upper crust,
which should be half au inch thick. The
uudei mist to meat pies is apt to be slack
baked, therofore it is frequently omitted.
To Recook Cold Fresh Fish. Pick
up in flakes any cold fish, boiled, broiled
or fried; brown some batter, add to it a
pinch of grated nutmeg and a few whole
pepper corns, a little minced parsley, and
one onion, with a tablespoonful salad oil;
stir the fish in this sauce, and when dish
ed squeeze the juice of a lemon over it.
The Orchard.
What is -Grafting ? Almost every
ono knows that a cutting, or piece of the
stem, of many plants, if placed in the
soil, will take root, grow', and booomo
a new plant. In grafting, wo take a
piece of a stem, and instead of put ting it
in the soil, we plant it in the branch of
another tree. Let us saw off a branch
of an apple tree, and take a twig, say as
large as a lead pencil from another
apple tree, whittle the lower end of it to a
chamfer or half of a wedge, for an inch or
more, then carefully, by meansof a wedge,
push tho bark of the' branch away from
the wood, and slip the twig with its cut part
innermost, between the bark and wood,
coverall the cut parts with some kind of
an air-tight plaster, we shall essentially
plant the twig on the branch. It will
not take root, but wood will form aud
unite the two, putting the twig in com
munication with the roots of the tree.
This is one kind of grafting, but a kind
not suited to general use, though it
illustrates the principle.
Why do we Graft ? To plant twigs
of a kind of fruit that we know and want,
upon the roots of. a kind that wo know
nothing about, or of au undesirable kind.
In the nursery, seeds of unknown kinds
of apples, pears, etc., are sown ; if these
were allowed to grow up, they would in
ten or more years bear fruit, but very
likely poor fruit, and each seedling dif
ferent. The nurseryman takes up these
young trees, cuts them nearly to the
root, and grafts, or plants on them a
twig of. a well tested and valuable kind.
This is the usual way of making apple
trees iu the nurseries. If tho seedling
treo is allowed to grow up and branch,
then a graft may be put in each branch,
all the rest of the tree being cut away,
allowing the growth from the grafts to
form the head. Agriculturist,
Two HuudrcdKniis a Year.
F. F. R., of Lowell, Mass., writes:
"My poultry have not laid more than
an egg every third day. I would like to
know by what kind of management or
care I can get over 200 eggs in a year;
mine don't lay more than 125 each in a
year. I feed them well. "
Reply. One hundred and twenty-five
eggs in a year is a very fair production
for a hen. This is about seventeen
pounds, and probably four times the
weight of the hen herself. At twenty
cents a dozen these are worth two dollars,
and to feed the hen should not cost more
than one dollar, leaving one dollar profit,
which is doing very well. Hens that lay
200 eggs a year, that is two in three days
leaving out Sunday without stopping,
are often talked and bragged about, but
are veiy rarely found. One hundred
and twenty-five a year is one egg every
third day, winter and summer, and it
must be an unreasonable person that
would expect a hen to do more than that.
Hens should not be fed all they will eat.
A quarter of a pint of food a day is
enough. They should have some ex
ercise, and plenty of grass and clover in
the summer, and if fed to much they
will not forage for themselves. On the
whole, your hens do pretty well.
The Tearl.
The commonly accepted idea has been
that the pearl is the result of some acci
dental deposit or extravasation of the
liquor secreted by the animal in the
gradual enlargement of its shell, slight
in the first instance, but increased by
successive layers of pearly matter. ' Ac
cording to a paper read before the Lon
doe Linnsean Society, the production of
pearls in oysters is simply due to the ir
ritation occasioned by the attacks of the
minute entozoon known as ditcma. The
author of. the paper held that, by arti
ficial means, the abundance of this para
site might be greatly increased and made
profitable in a pecuniary sense.
Industries of tho United Slates.
There is a number of extremely im
portant industri s which the United
States is fitted, by the natural resouroes
of the country and the peculiar talent
of the people, to carry on, on a
much larger scale than at present. Cot
ton manufacturing is one, and the manu
facture of all sorts of tools, implements
and machinery is another. There are
still others, and one of the most im
portant to the country is that of iron
shipbuilding. The experience of the
past has not been favorable to iron ship
building in the United States, and little
or none has been done up to within a
very few years. It has, however, long
been apparent to the observer that the
time must come eventually, at some
period or other, when the country would
go into the business on a large scale.
The land is supplied with an extraordi
nary abundance of all the materials
which compose iron ships, in the first
place, and in the second place there has
never been any doubt at all but that the
vigor and talent and other causes which
have enabled cotton and other manu
facturers to achieve success in their arts,
in competition with the world, would
also in the eud enable the iron ship
builders to do the same in theirs. It
would appear from the statements of an
article on this subject that iron ship
building has already become successful
in the United States. At any rate, it
has had a most interesting growth and
development, and the builders now
claim to be able to serve the country as
well as they can be served anywhere in
tho world. An industry which spends
such enormous sums of money annually
and so benefits a people among which it is
conducted, deserves the good will of the
public Sew York 1'ribune.
Husband and Wife.
Can a wife steal her husband's prop
erty? This question recently arose be
fore tho English court for the considera
tion of crown cases reserved, where only
criminal causos are heard. The prisoner,
who had been a police constable, was
convicted of receiving stolen money and
goods, which- he knew had been stolen
from the prosecutor, an innkeeper at
Burslem. The theft was alleged to have
been committed by the innkeeper's wife.
She had undoubtedly left hor husband's
house, cecretly, and without his consent,
carrying away with her about $700 of his
money, his gold watch, and other arti
cles, which she transferred to the pris
ouer. But his counsel contended that
there could be no felonious receiver of
stolen goods, without there first being a
thief, and that the conviction was wrong
because a married woman could not in
law steal the goods of her husband. The
court so held, anil quashed the convic
tion, saying that although the goods
were taken by the wife, they were not
stolen; that husband and wife were one,
and it would be a violation of the law of
England to hold that a wife could steal
her husband's goods.
White Wool Dresses.
Soft white wool goods resembling flun
ncl, but ot less weight and as cool as
muslin, will be used for country toilettes
next summer, says the Bazar, especially
at the seaside, where the moisture takes
the starch out of cottons and linen. This
is called seaside barege, and is the nice
fabric that is being imitated by bunting,
ami which originally suggested tho use
of bunting for dresses. The French
wool barege costs seventy-five cents a
vard, while domestic bunting is only
half this price. The barege suits are
made with draped priucesse polonaise,
or with plaited waists and scarf over
skirts, and are given character by rich
brocaded silk trimmings that form deep
square collars, wide Josephine belts,
cuffs, pockets, and scarf sashes on the
skirt. Sometimes the Breton cloth em
broidered bands are used in quaint olive
green or robiu's-egg blue, with vests,
collars, and chatelaine pockets wrought
in characteristic desigus.
Suppose a Cane.
Suppose you desired to address a lady
with the intention of marrying her some
future time, but your present circum
stances aud condition preclude the possi
bility of your doing so, in what mauner
would it be appropriate to convince her
of your love for her and "future inten
tions? What would you do? Mrhy,
tell her exactly how it stands with you,
and ask her if she is willing to wait until
you can afford to marry. If she loves
you she will wait. In such affairs the
best way for a man is to expose his
whole heart to the object of his affection,
and urge his suit with entire frankness
and boldness. Girls like to see a fellow
make love courageously. Very likely
the young lady will respect you all tho
more for wishing to put off the happy
day when you may claim her as your own
until you can provide suitably for her.
The Wife Beater's Pillory.
The woman beater's post, which now
stauds grim and inexorable at the corner
of the county jail, is au object of interest
to scores who visit it daily. ' It is about
eight feet high, and eight inches square,
made of pine, with two round pegs,
about an inch iu diameter, run through
ifc at a point about five feet from the
ground. The arms of the victim will be
run through these pegs and tied behind.
No one passes the wife beater's post
without stopping to inspect it and make
some remarks. A woman who passed it
the other day paused before it for a mo
ment and ejaculated: " Thank God I"
The post has several inscriptions scrib
bled upon it in pencil, some of which
read as follows : ' Stewart's bill. " ' The
Widder," " Fee the Judge," " Here's the
Place to get Well Posted," "A House
hold Treasure," " No Family should be
without it." Virginia City Chronicle.
Insects. The last Arkansas traveler
tejls a Btory of a citi2enof the State who,
while on board a steamer on the Mis
sissippi, was asked by a gentleman
" whether the raising of stock in Arkan
sas was attended with much difficulty or
expense." "Oh, yes, stranger; they
suffer much from insects." "Insects!
Why, what kind of insects, pray?"
" Why, bears, catamounts, wolves, and
sich like insects. " The stranger stopped
further inquiry.
TWO PARISIAN HORRORS.
The Murder Trlnl of nillolr Tbe Anaamin
Confronted by a Wax Model of the Corpse
of Hut Victim Truth Stranger than
Fiction. ,
Lucy Hooper, in a Paris letter, says :
The trial of Billoir, the sensational as
sassin who killed his mistress, disem
bowelled her corpse, chopped it in two,
and threw the pieces into the Seine, was
begun a short time ago. A dense crowd
was present; many ladies, among whom
was the Prussian ambassadress, the
Princess von Hohenlohe, being among
the spectators. A curiou3 gentleman
disguised himself in a lawyer's gown to
gain admission, but the cheat being dis
covered, he was iguominiously expelled
from the court room.
Among the persons present were noted
Mounet Sully, of the Comedie Francaiso,
and Grand Duchesse Schneider, which
last had brought with hor a fanciful
hand bag iu Russia leather full of eat
ables, and who sat munching bou bons
and nibbling mandarine oranges through
the whole course of the proceedings.
The scene was a highly dramatic ono.
On a table before the judge were placed
glass jars containing the hair and vis
cera of the victim, samples of sawdust
found in the assassin's room, portions of
the flooring, etc. On a chair was placed
a large object covered with a sheet of
paper. At a certain moment in the in
terrogatory the paper was drawn aside,
and Billoir was confronted with tho
grinning, ghastly visage of his victim,
not the corpse itself, be it understood,
but the bust modeled in wax, which was
exhibited at the morgue when the re
mains had become too decomposed for
recognition to be possible. Au immense
sensation was created by the testimony
of the physician, who declared from the
perfectly bloodless condition of the body
when found that the poor creature must
have been cut open while she was still
alive.
The president of the court gave a
vivid, but, of course, wholly imaginary
description of the struggle that must
have taken place between the assassin
and his mistress, whereat Billoir was
visibly affected. He is said not to re
semble in the least the usual ideal of a
murderer, being a quiet and respectable
looking elderly man, with a bilious com
plexion and a vague, dull eye. He was
carefully and neatly dressed in black,
his linen being of irreproachable cleanli
ness. The trial only lasted two days,
at the end of which a verdict was ren
dered of "guilty without extenuating
circumstances," so that unless his appeal
to the court of cassation be successful,
Billoir will soon bo called upon to under
go the dread penalty of the law, or ac
cording to Parisian slang, to "kiss the
basket." But I am told that a petition
for his pardon, based ou his military
services, will shortly be presented to the
authorities.
The other criminal, he who threw his
little daughter down a dry well alive,
and left her to perish slowly of starva
tion and of the injuries received in the
fall, is to be brought to trial likewise in
a very short time. The wildest sensa
tional novel of crime ever written could
hardly surpass in its incidents the career
of this scoundrel. How. after murder
ing his child, he contrived to escape;
how he tried to kill his wife aud his
father-in-law, wounding them both; how
though his house was surrounded, he
managed to escape a secoud time, and
how for a month he lived in concealment,
baffling all tho researches of the police
such are the facts of this desperado's
career. JNor was his capturo at last by
the police, but through the intervention
of a former acquaintance who recognized
him as ho was examining the pictures in
an illustrated paper, suspended at the
uoor of a newspaper vender. He. too.
like Billoir, was subjected to a sensa
tional experience by the authorities.
After the first interrogation was over.
he was led into a gloomy hall, one end
of which was concealed by a dark green
curtain. At a given signal the curtain
was drawn aside, and there was revealed
to the murderer, stretched out on a
marble table, the corpse of his innocent
victim, which had been preserved by
some chemical process. He endured the
sight with stoical firmness, confessed that
he had done the deed, aud only recrretted
that he had not succeeded in killing his
wue as w en.
His Personal Sacrifices.
An applicant for tho San Antonio post
office is absolutely certain that Hayes
will give it to him. As there are about
twenty in hot pursuit of the office, we
hod the curiosity to know what made
mm so positive.
"Are you the widow of a deceased
army officer, with a family to support ?"
we asked.
He replied that he had never tried to
be anybody's widow.
" Did you stump for Hayes, or were
you on the returning board, or did you
save the Union iu the same regiment
with Hayes, or did you go to singing
school with Wheeler, or how is it, any
how, that you know Hayes will appoint
you r-
"Well, you see, I've mode personal
sacrifices for Haves. "
"How so?" "
"It's confidential, remember."
"Certainly, honor bright. "
"Well, I lost five gallons of whisky
aud 50 worth of cigars betting on Tii
den. I have sent on the receipted bills
with my application. "
Plutes After a Mule.
The Winnemucca Silver State tells
this story : Yesterday was a field day
among the Piutes. A number of them,
mounted on ponies, appeared on the flat
on the other side of the river chasing a
wild mule, which threw its rider last
December and escaped to the moun
tains. Last week " Montana " offered the In
dians $10 reward for the recovery of tho
mule. This incentive led the noble reel
man to scour the country in search of
the'animal, which they discovered west
of Winnemucca mountain, but, as he
was wild as a deer and the fastest runner
in the country, it was a difficult matter
to catch him. They succeeded in driving
him into town and capturing him. The
saddle and head gear were still on the
animal, which was in pretty fair condi
tion, notwithstanding it had carried a
saddle on its back and a hackamore and
blind on its head all winter.
A Woman's Hand.
Onlr a little, soft. wh!te thing
Mnde for wearing the costly ring
Made for flirting the dainty ran
Ag onlv tho belle of the season can
Made for the stolen pressure or kins
(Long Branch fashion;, raituig io onus
By merely the touch of fingers white.
Her escort down on tho beach that nigh
Made for a " prize " for tho highest Did
fKnA under the rose a thorn lies hid)
A thing which tho honont summer sua
Has taught bin ardent teams to shun,.
Lest freckle or tan its beauty bpoil,
And mako it too near a hand of toil,
Timtsad of onlv a daiutv thins
Meant for ease aud the diamond ring.
Only a sunburned, useful thing
To which the hearts of the needy cling j
To which they turn who have learned th
worth
Of a woman's hand on this weary earth j
Made for healing, for smoothing o'er
The hearts of thoBe who are faint and sora
Made for honest work each day,
For driving the shadows of life away,
For holding the "cup of water " to all
Who, faint and thirsty, for succor call j
Made for leading the timid on,
For blessing all it may rest upon
Made to be worn by a loyal heart,
Who in its labor will bear a part j
Made to bo clarped by a loyal hand,
Which chooseth tho beat in all tho land.
Worth oh 1 doublo its weight in gold,
This useful hand that can ne'er grow old.
Items of Interest
"Meat doesn't spoil in this climate,"
said a Californian who took the last fork
ful of steak.
The Editorial Association of Pennsyl
vania will make ah excursion to the
Delaware Water Gap this summer.
The best old charade: "In my first
my second sat, my third and fourth I
ate." Answer In sat-i-ate.
A Cincinnati quack, known as Dr. Ra
phael, became conscience-stricken be
cause of the death of several patients,
and killed himself.
Brother Moody has converted a news
paper reporter in Boston, a mau who
describes himself as having led "a wild,
rollicking, blasphemous life."
Soup houses are growing in favor all
over Germany, owing to the distress
caused by business depression and the
resultiug'hard tunes among work people.
Several charlatans who treat victims
of the opium habit have received the at
tention of the Chicago Tribune, which
says that their prescriptions almost in
variably consist of lessening doses of the
drug.
A gentleman had occasion to correct
his daughter, aged four, recently. After
it was over and she had sat a while, she
wentto hor mother and inquired:" Don't
you think it would do papa good to go
out-doors ?"
A Chinawoman was sold by her hus
band to a fellow countryman in Cali
fornia for $250. She was then healthy,
but she soon fell sick, and was disabled
for work, so the purchaser killed her
with a cleaver.
Was it not rough on Ella, just as she
was telliug Frederick, at lunch, how
ethereal her appetite was, to have the
cook bawl out: " Say, will yer have yer
pork and greens now, or wait till yer
feller's gone ?"
A friar, when preaching in a nunnery,
observed to his female auditors, " be not
too proud, that our blessed Lord paid
your sex the distinguished honor of ap
pearing first to a female after resurrec
tion; for it was done that the tidings
might spread the sooner."
On the arrival iu Boston of tho news
of the capture of Lord Comwallis aud
his whole army, one African meeting an
other salutes him thus: " Oh 1 how do,
Cuffee. You hear 'bout Comwallis ?"
"No. What about Comwallis ?" "Why,
General Washington shell off all de Corn,
aud now he C'o&wallis."
A Western farmer charged a stick in
his wood pile with gunpowder, for the
purpose cf detecting a thief. The thief
didn't get hold of the loaded stick, but
his wife did, and after paying for a new
stove, a dozen panes of glass, and a plas
terer's bill, he confessed it would have
been cheaper to let his neighbor carry
off the entire wood pile.
An extraordinary suicide recently took
place on the Circular railway, Paris. A
well-dressed young lady asked at the St.
Lazare station for a ticket for Passy, but
then, correcting herself, said: "I think
Batignolles will be far enough." As soon
as the train was in motion she descended
on the opposite side of the platform, threw
herself under the wheels, and was crushed.
We use a seidlitz box for a match safe
in our kitchen. This morning we went
there for a match and found a broken
hinge, a metal knob, three screws,
five sizes of hails, a knife-blade, two corks,
a spoonful of disabled tacks, a piece of
court plaster a piece of worsted, a can
celed postage stamp, a recipe for
muffins, and the part of a three-cornered
file. Wo got a light from the stove,
Danbury News.
At a Southern hotel bar an eager con
troversy was pending 'twixt various gen
erals, majors, etc., when a quiet fellow
observed: "I happened to be there,
gentlemen, and possibly may be able to
refresh your memories.' Thereupon he
proceeded to give a succint account of a
smart action. "What might have been
your rank, sir ?" asked the hotel keeper.
"I was a private." About to start next
day, he demanded his bill. "Not a cent,
sir; not a cent. You're the very first
private I ever met. "
A poor woman was lately mounting a
hill in France, dragging after her a little
carriage containing her child, when the
carriage of the mayor of Marissel came
slowly along. Feeling weary, she at
tached her burden to the mayor's car
riage, but he, knowing nothing of what
was going on, suddenly touched up the
horse, which started at a canter. In
vain the poor woman screamed; the car
riage rolled swiftly away, and when she
reached a village none could tell what di
rection tbe mayor had taken. At length
a gendarme was found who threw some
light on the matter, and the poor mother
found her child in the mayor's nursery,
where every possible attention had been
lavished npon it.