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VOL. XI. RIDGKYVAY, ELK COUNTY, FA., THURSDAY, MARCH 31, 1881. NO. 0.
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The Indian Camp.
Out from th Northern forost, dim and vast;
Unt from tho mystery
Of set more ohailowy times, a pathless rat,
Uutraekcd by history;
Strangely h cornea Into our commooplaoa
1'roHaic present:
And like a failed star beside the bay's
Silvery crescent,
tJpon the curved shore of the shining lake
His tent he pitches
A modern ehlef, in white man's wide-awake
And Christian breeches.
Reckless of title-deeds and forms of law.
He freelv chooses
Whatever slope or wood-side suits his squaw
And lithe papoose.
Whynotf The owners of the land were red,
Holding dominion
Wherever rnnia'd the foot of beast or spread
The cable's pinion
And privileged, vntl! they welcomed hera
Their Inir-tneeii brother,
To hiint.t will, sometimes the bear and doer,
Sometimes each other.
How often to this lake, down yonder dark
, And siuuo'i i river.
The painted warriors railed. In fleets of bark,
iKw I;! quiver (
This lank-haired chieftain is their child, and heir
To a preut uation,
And well uii'lit lix, yon tancy, anywhere
His habitation.
Has he too come to hunt the bear and deer.
To trap the otter?
Alas! there's no such creature stirring here,
On laud or water.
To hare a little traffic with the town,
Onee more lie eliouses
The ancient cami'inir-place. and brings bis brown
S'juaw and papooses.
No tent was here in yester-evening's hush;
Hut tlin (lav, dawning,
Transfigures witli a taint, a roseate flush.
His ditiK)' awning.
The camp smoke curlinp in the misty light.
And canvas slanting
To the green earth, all this is something quite
1'resh and enchanting;
Tiewed not too closely, lest the glancing wings,
The iridescent
Soft colors ot romance, rive place to things
Not quite so pleasant.
. r
The gossamers glistening on the dewy turf;
The lisp and tinkle
Of fiahing f 'itm-lH lis, where the placid surf
iireaks on the hhiUKle;
The shimmering birches by the rippling cove;
A tivsh Ijreer.e bringing
The fragrance ot the pines, and in the grove
The thrulies running.
Make the day sweet. But other sight and sound
And od"i-s fill it.
You find, as you apprnaeh their camping ground
And recking skillet.
The ill-fed curs rush out with w
And. st;iriliL' at vou.
olflsh ha'k;
A slim young i:irl lea-, s up. miooth-limbed and dark
Ah a bronze statue.
A bare papoose about the camp-fire poles
Toddles at rundoui:
And on the ;'rntml there. ! the blazing coals,
bits tho phi graudMii.
Wrinkled and lean; her skirt a matted rag.
In plaited collar
Of beads-ami hedgehog quills, the smoke-dried hag
bquuts in her squalor, -
Dressing a marmot which the boys have shot;
Which done, she seizes
With tawn claws, and droi s into the pot
I'll raw, red pieces.
The chief m -anwlille has in some mischief found
A howling urchin,
Who know- too we ll, alas! that he is bound
To have, a birching.
The stoic of the woods, stem and unmoved,
iMr n the linlit llli-ll nil
Tickling the ii el uuhles iii appioved
l'a! lierlv lasbinn.
The boy slinks .ft", a '.vi a r I ov. 1 eleed
W ise.' iMi'l surrici.
And Is this h , he . l.it 1 ..i 1 . m we read,
Thelie.iiati wiuTiorr
Where han ):U toiraliiiwli? the fcalpeof tall
Unv s stroeli in l.attley
Why, bless o'i. - r. his band s not at all
That kind oi l attlol
In ceasing to be 'Savages, they chose
t'n 1'iil uu.i' limits
That suit t h: savii'-. ; even ilinse hickory bows
AriMuer.-ly plaj things.
For common use he rather liks, I think,
'i'he white man's rille.
Hatchet an 1 blanket: and ol white man's drink,
1 loir, a tritle.
With neighbors' scalp-locks, and such bagatelles.
He never niedilles.
Bows, baskets, and 1 hardly know what else,
iio makes and peddles.
Quite civilized, you see. Is he aware
Of llis beatitude?
Docs he, for all the whit, man's love and care,
i'eol proper gratitude?
Feathers and war paint he no more enjoys;
Hut he is prouder
Of long-tailed mat. and boots, and corduroys.
And while man's powder.
And he can trade his mink and musquash skins
iia'kets of wicker,
For white man's trinket ; bows and moccasins
iir white plan's liquor.
His Manitou Is passing, with each strange.
Wild superstition:
Ue has the Indian agent lor a change,
Aud Indian mission.
He owns his cabin and potato patch,
, , . . And lai ins a little,
industrious? juiu-. when there are fish to catch.
Orshalls to whittlo
Though all about him, like a rising deep.
Flows the white nation.
He has ami while it pleases us may keen
His Ueservatiou.
Hired with his tribe in such a paradise,
., "lis p.lst believing
That thoy elmuM still be gitn to petty vice,
Troachery ami thieving.
Incentives to renounce their Indian tricks
. .. ., Are snii ly ample,
With white man's piety ami politics
For their example.
But are they happier now than wBen, some night.
1 he chosen quotas
Of tufted warriors sallii d forth to fight
The ncrec Dakota?
Still under that sedate, impassive port,
, , That dull demeanor,
A spirit waits, a demon sleeps in short.
The tuiuv red biuuerl
Within those inky )wols, his eyes, I see
Keveuge aud pillage,
The midnight massacre that et may be.
The blazing village.
When will he mend his wicked ways, indeed.
Kill nioro humanely
Depart, and leave to us the lands we need?
To put it plainly.
Yet in our dealings with his race, in crimes
Of war and ravage,
W ho is the Christian one might ask sometimes.
And who the savage?
His traits are ours, seen in a dusky glass
And but remind us '
Of heathenism we hardly yet, alas I
Have left behind us.
Is right for white race wrong for black and red?
A man or woman,
WTiat hue soever, after all that's said,
la simply human.
Tiewed from the smoke and misery of his dim
Civilization,
How seems, I'd like to ask how seems to him
The proud Caucasian?
I shaie the question as he saunters nigh,
but shame to ask it.
We turn to price his wares instead, and buy,
Perhaps, a basket,
Bnt this is strange I A man without pretense
..... .V "' "r reading,
Y here did tie get that calm intelligence,
That plain good-breeding?
With him long patience, fortitude unspent,
I'utaught sagacity;
Culture with us, the curse of discontent.
Pride, and rapacity.
Something we gain of him and bear away
Beside our purchase.
Wejjook awhile upon the quivering bay
And shimmering birches-
The young squaw bearing up from the canoes
.t pome heavy lading;
Along the beach a pictureaque papoose
Splashing and wading;
The withered crone, the ramp smoke's slow ascent
The i.utfs that blind her: "em'.
The girl, her silhmiet (e on the sun-lit tent
Shadowed behind her;
The stalwart brave, watching bis burdened wife
Erect and stolid: '
We look, and think with pity nf a lift
So pour and squalid !
Then at the cheering signal of a ben
We slowly wander
Back to the world, back to the great hotel
Looming up yonder.
V. T. Tnvibridgt, in Barptr'i Magartne,
MABEL'S DREAM.
"Well, petite, is it to
be
wine or
conee f "
Standing in Lis own doorway and
looking out over the thousand acres of
waving grain which surrounded the
home where he had been born find
reared. James Burton had rather dis
dained the city, where men jostle each
other, the strong mounting on the
downfall of the weak, until a summer
visit brought Mabel Aberdeen, a butter
fly of fashion.to win his heart and con
quer his prejudice, so that winter found
him at her side in the city home, hold
ing the hand that bore his ring, and
saying with a smile :
" I have been brought up to believe
that wine is a mocker, and strong-drink
raging,' but when one is in Home, ou
know and I don't want to bring dis
credit on my patroness by unconven
tional singularity, which I believe is
the greatest crime in your social code.
So I leave you to decide wine or
coffee.
She looked at his strength.
Of all men there could be no danger
of him.
. And women would think it a country
prejudice should he decline wine.
" Come to me the first thing in the
morning, and then do as I bid you,"
was her decision.
And five minuter later the crisp snow
crunched under his firm tread, and she
had gone to her own room to tell Cousin
Grace what a splendid fellow he was,
and afterward to dream of to-morrow's
festivities.
The frostv air seemed to fairlv dance
with the jingle of bells.
The reception-room was hko a hall in
a fairy palace.
" Wine or coffee 7
And with her jeweled hand she held
a fragilo wine-glass brimming with the
red blood of the grape, and looked into
his eyes with a smile that a siren might
have envied.
" To the health of our fair hostess !
May her beauty never wane I"
And for good or ill the wine had
passed his lips.
" Gentlemen, am I my own master or
not?"
" But, Burton, you are not fit to go to
her now. Come, there's a good fellow !
we'll get you to bed, and in the morn
ing you'll be all right again. You see
you ain't seasoned like us old stagers,
but the women don't take that into ac
count, and she'll think you're on the
high road to ruin, and all that."
I promised her I would go to her the
first thing in the morning, and I never
fail in the performance of a promise
when it is avoidable."
"That's nil right as a rule, but vou
can tell her that you knew she would be
too tired to see you and all that."
"No, I won't lie to her in the merest
trifle. But, Blake, you're making a
mountain out of a mole-hill. I tell you
I am all right. Here, let me out of the
carriage. I'll show you that I can walk
as straight as any of you. Halloa,driver,
pull up !"
" We'll take that for granted. Burton.
But if you are determined to go you
must at least take a plain soda nnd give
your head a souse in cold water."
"Nothing of the sort. You've inti
mated that I am drunk, and I'll prove
to you that I am not. I shall go into
Miss Aberdeen's presence, and she will
not notice any change in me whatever !"
They had to yield.
When before all those present, he
raised her hand to his lips aud said:
"Mabel, I s'lute you !"
It was tho first she had occasion to
blush for him, and for the first time sho
was stricken with fear for herself.
Ten years with their changes have
come and gone.
We pass from the fashionable
thoroughfare down a disreputable street,
through a filthy alley, up four flights of
ricketty stairs to on attic.
Through the small, dingy panes of
glass, where they are not broken and
stuffed with rags to keep out the cold
you can see only chimney-tops and roofs
covered with snow.
In a small, badly-cracked stove, sup
ported by two iron legs and a pile of
bricks, there are a few coals over which
a woman is trying to cook something in
a saucepan.
They do not give out warmth enough
to dispel the chilly air of the room, and
the woman shivers while she huddles as
near as possible to the scant heat.
Perhaps it was because she was so
wretchedly clad, and so thin and wan.
Want and sorrow were stamped on every
lineament of the wasted frame and face.
Her very hair seemed to hang gaunt on
her cheek.
Every once in a while she looked
toward a corner of the room where stood
a tumble-down bedstead. Her attention
was attracted by the coughing of a boy
eight or nine years of age, yet so wasted
by privation that he was almost a
skeleton. Out of his great liquid eyes
looked starvation.
" Mamma, I'm so cold," he said, in a
shrill, piping voice.
" Hush, dearest I Don t speak so
loud. Huddle up close to papa. I'll
have you something warm in a min
ute." The child looked to the other side of
the bed where a man lay in a drunken
stupor.
Gathering the ragged bedclothes more
closely about his shivering little form,
but moving no nearer to the man, the
child said in a hoarse whisper:
" Mamma, I'm afraid."
At that the woman straightened up,
her heart swelling almost to bursting.
With the hard fearlessness of despair
her eyes rested on the man, then sought
the child, and last returned to the man,
and from her quivering lips arose the
invocation:
"Oh, heaven!"
His slumber disturbed by some hide
ous nightmare, the drunkard tossed his
arm so that it fell upon the shrinking
child, who cried in quick terror:
" Mamma I mamma !
Hush, dearest," continued the "wS:
man again with her heart inner Hio-ril -desire of Mr Crosswho is himself very
but to late, the dnjnkar44M'4fraWeU off?. ;'.. . -.,.'
" Halloa, there ! Have you got any
thing for me to eat?" he demanded.
"No, dear, not a mouthful 1" said the
woman, in a pleading voice, hastily set
ting the saucepan under the stove.
"What's that you say? Are you
lying to me? I can smell something
you've been cooking. What is that you
are putting under tho stove? You're
hiding it from me, are you ? Fetch it
out this minute."
He sat on the edge of the bed and
glared at her angrily.
"James, it's only a little broth for
Harry. Remember he's sick and has
had nothing to eat since yesterday."
The anguish-wrung words fell from
her lips in piteous, pleading tones that
must have moved any one not insane
with liquor.
" Confound you and your child," cried
the man, " you do nothing but cuddle
him and he does nothing but whine.
Why don't you send him out to beg or
work ! He's old enough to. But no, he
must sit in the house feeding on dain
ties, while I starve. Bring that sauce
pan here I
"James, the child is starving 1 Look
at him I" cried the mother, in despair.
With an oath the man got up and ap
proached the grate.
" Husband, you must not take it.
Oh, you cannot. Our child is dying
dying of hunger and that is all I have
to give him."
"We'll see what 1 can do. Stand
aside, I tell you."
With on oath he struck her to the
floor, and picked up the saucepan and
deliberately ate its contents.
"We'll see who is master of this
house," said the brute. "That's only a
beginning. Now this brat has got to go
out and beg. He's played the drone
long enough. Here, sir, come out of
thut bed."
And seizing' the frightened boy by
the shoulder he dragged him out.
" James, James ! what are you going
to do?" screamed the mother, throwing
herself on her knees and catching her
child in her arms.
"Take him out to the street corner
and make him beg."
"No, no; the child will freeze to
death. He is already sick and starving.
You shall not take him out into the
cold you shall not 1 "
Desperately she clung to tho boy,
while his father wrenched at his arm,
until the child fainted with grief and
pain.
Then with an oath at his weakness,
the father hurled the limp body back
upon her.
"Have you got any money?" he
demanded.
"No. James. The last penny went to
buy the broth of which you deprived
our starving child. Oh, my husband 1
how could you ?''
" I wonder if these things would
fetch anything in the pawnshop ?" And
he tossed over the ragged bedclothes
to find something that would bring the
price of a single drink.
"The whole lot wouldn't fetch a
shilling," he growled, and then walked
out of the room, slamming tho ricketty
door, angrily.
Then the" mother rose with her un
conscious boy and laid him on the bed.
There was a terrible look on her face as
she drew from a closet a pan of charcoal
and set it on a stove. With an icy calm
she walked about the room, stuffing
rags in all the crevices, and when this
was done, ignited the charcoal. She
bent over the child to take a last long
look a look of devouring love and pity.
She kissed his lips, brow and emaciated
hands. Then she laid down and gath
ered him to her heart.
"God cannot judge me harshly for
this," she said. " It will end his misery
and mine."
But a throb of anguish convulsed her,
as sho thought that she would never see
her child again in this world, never hear
his voice, never feel tho clasp of his
aims nor the touch of his lips. As if
her clasp awakened him, he moved and
cried:
" Mamma, mamma !"
Then the poisonous vapors that rose
from the charcoal seemed to clear away,
and the voice became more distant, re
solving itself into the words:
" Mabel ! Mabel .' what is the matter
with you V"
Mabel Aberdeen shook off the night
mare that held her in thrall. She was
no longer a starving WTetch, courting
death for herself and child, but a young
laay m the full bloom ot health and
happiness, surrounded by every comfort
and luxury. And it was only Cousin
Grace she held in such a convulsive
grasp, while she trembled from head to
foot and a cold perspiration oozed from
every pore in her body.
And this morning James Burton, no
wrecked drunkard, but her noble James,
so strong and good, would be there :
and she was to decide whether he should
drink wine or coffee.
"Gentlemen, we have taken up with
the new idea, and will serve you with
coffee instead of wine. We hope that
you will appreciate our motive, and be
as well pleased."
Politeness alone prevented some from
elevating their eyebrows with a quiet
smiie. as lor James uurt on, his eyes
glowed with genuine pleasure. No one
heard him when he whispered to her:
"Mabel, I am glad very glad. I
promise myself a brave little wife. But
I am at a loss to know what influenced
your decision."
Ana wim arenness aasned with a
vein of tenderness, she smiled upon his
lace ana asitea :
"Do you believe in dreams?"
He said no ; but when she told him
this particular dream, he repl:Hl that he
would so far modify his opinion as to
place implicit faith in all dreams that
recommended coffee in the place of
wine.
There has been some surprise that
nothing was left in her will by George
Eliot to her husband. Mr. Cross, but
that all tho money went to the family of
ner nrsi nusuand. This was, however,
an arrangement entered into previous
to hersuwouii marriage, by'- tKe'e'pi-Ws
FOB THE FAIR SEX.
Vhnt Women Have Done.
Ten rears ngo a woman who lived in
a large New England village was left a
widow with lour children and a little
less than 5300 in money. Friends.
after tho fashion that friends have at
such times, advised her to "put the
children out and perhaps she could snp-
Eor herself by sewing or teaching;"
ut, like the plucky woman that she
was, she made answer :
" My children shall not be separated
while I have health and strength to
work for them."
She rented a house with a few acres
of land adjoining, invested the greater
part of the $300 in poultry, feed and
"fixtures," and went to work. The
friends predicted a speedy failure.
" Did she expect to support a family
of five on the profits from a few
chickens ?"
" Yes, I expect to do just that." she
answered. " When I was a girl I always
managed the poultry on father's farm,
and as I made it pay then, I see no rea
son why I cannot make it pay now."
" lou II see, said the wise ones.
It's our private opinion that vou have
thrown away the little money that you
had. Five dollars for a rooster I" and
eyes were rolled up and heads shaken
over the " shiftlessness " of the woman
who paid " five dollars for a rooster."
Last winter I met this woman at a poul
try show, and she told me of her suc
cess. She had educated her children,
paid for her little farm (worth 8800),
and had $300 in the bank.
Another woman, whose husband fell
from a building aud was crippled for
life, took up poultry-raising because it
was the only thing she could do at
home; that was thirteen years ago, and
to-day she owns a fine farm well stocked,
has money in bonds and in tho bank.
A young woman whose health failed
in the close confinement of the school
room went to raising poultry because
she was obliged to do something for a
living, and because the doctors advised
mental rest, and as much active out
door exercise as possible. In two years
her health was firmly established, but
in the meantime she had found poultry
keeping so pleasant and profitable that
she refused to teach again. She has
been in the business five years, and is
earning a fortune as fast as ever a pair
of woman s hands earned one.
Last vear the writer made a clear
profit of almost 81,000 on a breeding
stock of some 200 chickens, ducks and
turkeys. I do not publish this to boast
over my success, but to show other
women what a woman can do under the
most favorable circumstances. Tho fa
vorable circumstances in luy case were
a splendid stock of breeding fowls,
healthv location, a thorough knowledge
of my business in all its branches, and
nearness to a first-class market.
Of course, some doubting individuals
stand ready to declare that it is impos
sible to make five dollars profit on every
ail iilt fowl kept, but if they will stop
am) consider that I get spring chickens
iiMo market during the months of April
ni'il .May, when they sell readily for one
dollar each; that I sell ten and twelve
pound capons for thirty cents a pound ;
that I manage to have eggs to sell in
winter when I can get from thirty to
thirty-five cents a dozen, and that I sell
a few trios of exhibition birds every
year, they w ill see where the big profit
comes in.
Now don't stop right here and give up
all thoughts of raising chickens just
because you cannot get such prices in
your locality, but wait until I give you
a few hints froni my experience.
I have kept poultry in tho West where
eggs sold at the ' stores " for eight cents
a dozen in summer, and poultry sold in
tho fall for seven cents a pound, live
weight, bnt I made it pay. We lived on
a line of railroad, 200 miles from a city
market, but I soon found out that all
the poultry aud eggs from our place
went to the city, and I could not for the
life of me see why I could not ship such
things just as well as the merchants, so
I sent a thirty-dozen package ,of fresh
eggs to a commission house in the city ;
they sold readily, and there was a call
for more. "These small packages of
eggs, every one warranted fresh, are
just what we want," wrote the commis
sion man. I did some more thinking,
and then put on my good clothes and
went to the city. Once there it did not
take me long to find a grocer who
wanted thirty dozen fresh eggs a week,
so I shipped the eggs direct to him, and
saved the commission merchant's profits.
In the fall I sold my poultry the same
way.
There was no thoroughbred poultry
in the vicinity except that in my
yards, and when people began to find
out that my chickens were superior to
the common mongrel fowls, they bought
a great many eggs for hatching. There
was not one pair of any of the improved
varieties of ducks in the county. I sent
a thousand miles for a pair ot Pekins,
and within a month after they arrived
everybody had the duck fever, and I
was overrun with orders for ducks
before a single egg hatched. I also
procured some bronze turkeys that I
raised at good prices.
Every woman who goes into poultry
raising may not be able to get in those
"extras," but every woman who desires
to earn money by raising poultry, and
goes into the business with a determin
ation to succeed, will be sure to make it
pay, even if she sells every egg and
every chicken ot market prices.
Prairie Farmer.
Fashion Freaks.
Spanis lace, Breton, thread and steel,
or jetted laces are used for garniture.
Pink or blue muslin hems an inch
wide are all around wide mull neckties.
An effort is made to revive the old
fashioned silver gray shades to use with
steel and silver laces.
Shirred cuffs of India muslin are to
be worn outside the dressed sleeves,
turned up from the wrists.
The material for which the greatest
popularity is predicted is the eatin mer
yeilleux iu bayadere stripes.
; The poke with, higher brim and nar
rower sides is arjiong the1 latest bonnets.
It is-nlore conspiouous than even, .
Lace braid will be combined with
smooth braid in the straw bonnets this
year, one being used for the crown and I
the other for the unm.
Tho round hats oro made in largo
picturesque shapes with soft brun not j
wired, and lined with a plaited lace frill,
or else fully puffed satin.
A great deal of ribbon is used for
trimming pokes, and this is from five to
seven inches wide; especially is it wide
for strings, and all pokes have strings.
Plaid and plain goods are combined
in some of the summer suits, the plaids
being used for the plaitings and for
bordering the basque and draperies.
Coiffures have just enough additional
fullness, either from falsej hair or in
genious arrangement, to make them
very becoming.
For black . round hats there are steel
trimmings, and voluminous scarfs of
Spanish lace put on to cover nearly all
the top of the crown, as well as to sur
round it.
Dark gray shaded to silver gray is a
favorite omber silk for bonnets, the
trimmings consisting of steel and silver
beads, steel and silver ornaments, and
shaded dark and silver gray ostrich tips.
Stockings must match the dress in
both the color of tho ground and in the
flower or figure embroideries on the
instep, when the dress is composed even
in part of flowered or figured materials.
Long gloves reaching above the elbow
have the length above the wrist oftener
formed of alternate rows of lace and kid
than of kid alone ; the tops are invari
ably finished with a frill of lace above
the elbow.
Combinations of materials seem to be
as popular as ever, aud spring costumes
ore composed partly of plain goods
and partly of brocade ; but when
two fabrics are selected for a dress
they are generally chosen both of the
same color unless for very dressy even
ing toilets, the difference of texture
producing sufficient variety.
Why the Monkey Was Sold.
I haven't any monkey now, and I don't
care what becomes of me. His loss was
an awful blow, and I never expect to re
cover from it. I am a crushed boy, and
when the grown folks find what their
conduct has done to me they will wish
they had done differently.
It was on a Tuesday that I got the
monkey, and by Thursday everybody
began to treat him coldly. It began
with my little sister. Jocko took her
doll away and climbed up to the top of
tho door with it where he sat aud pulled
it to pieces aud tried its clothes on, only
they wouldn't fit him, while sister, who
is nothing but a little girl, stood and
howled as if she was being killed. This
made mother begin to dislike the mon
key, and sho said that if his conduct wns
sm li ho couldn't stav iu her house. I
' cnll this unkind, for the monkey was in
i vited into the house, and I've been told
i we must bear with visitors,
j Alittle while afterward, while mother
i was talking to Susan on the front piazza,
i ihe heard tho sewing machine upstairs,
and said: "Well, I never; that cook has
I the impudence to be sewing on my ma
chine without ever asking leave," So
she ran upstairs and found that Jocko
w as working the machine like mad.' He'd
taken Sue's nightgown and father's
black coat and a lot of stockings, and
shoved them all under the needle, aud
ms sewing them all together. Mother
boxed his ears, and then she and Sue
sat down and worked all the morning
trying to unsew the things with the
scissors.
They had to give it up after awhile,
and the things are sewed together yet,
like a man and wife, which no man can
put asunder. '.All this made my mother
more cool toward the monkey than ever,
and I heard her call him a little beast.
The next day was Sunday, and as Sue
was sitting iu the hall wailing for Eiother
to go to church with her, Jocko gets up
on her chair and pulls the feathers out
of her bonnet. Ho thought he was do
ing right, for ho had seen the cook pull-'
iug the feathers off the chickens, but
Sue called him dreadful names, and
said that when father came home either
sho or that monkey would leave the
house.
Father came home early on Monday,
aud seemed quite pleased with the mon
key. Ho said it Mas an interesting
study, and he told Susan that he hoped
that she would be contented with fewer
beaux now that there was a monkey con
stantly in tho house. In a little while
father caught Jocko lathering himself
with the mucilage brush, and with a
kitchen knife already to shave himself.
He just laughed at the monkey, aud told
me to take good caro of him and not let
him hurt himself. Of course, 1 was
dreadfully pleased to find that father
liked Jocko, and I knew it was because
he was a man and had more sense than
girls. But I was only deceiving myself
and leaning on a broken reed. That
very evening when father went into his
study after supper he found Jocko on
his desk. He had torn all his papers to
pieces, except a splendid new map, and
that he was covering with ink, and mak
ing believe he was writing a President's
message about the Panama canal.
Father was just raging. He took Jocko
by the scruff of the neck, locked him in
the closet, and sent him away by express
the next morning to a man in the city,
with orders to sell him.
The expressman afterward told Mr.
Travers that the monkey pretty nearly
killed everybody on the train, for he got
hold of the signal cord and pulled it,
and the engineer thought it was the
conductor and stopped the train, and
another train just behind it came within
on inch of running into it and smashing
it to pieces. Jocko did the same thing
three times before they found out what
was the matter, and tied him up so that
he couldn't reach the cord. Oh, he was
just beautiful ! But I shall never see
him again, and Mr. Travers says that it's
all right, and that I'm monkey enough
for one house. That's because Sue has
been saying things against the monkey
to him; but never mind.
First my dog went and now my mon
key has gone. It seems as if everything
that is beautiful must disappear. Very
likely I shall go next, and when I aui
gone let them find the dog and the mon
key ' and bury us togethe.--ifa-n(sr'
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VACCINATION.
Wlint the Ilcst French AmhorltT Una to fnr
About It.
We givo below tho conclusions of Dr.
Froussagraves, o celebrated French
writer on smallpox, regarding vaccina
tion: 1. Vaccination has preserved nnd
still preserves an incalculable number of
lives.
2. Tho number of blind and deaf
has considerably diminished under the
influence of vaccination.
3. Vaccination preserves human
beauty.
4. The charges made against vaccina
tion, when sifted down, are bound to
have no foundation.
C. Vaccination does not cause en
feebled constitutions nor destroy the
health.
6. It does not make typhoid fever
more prevalent.
7. It does not increase the number
of consumptives.
8. It does not transmit scrofula and
skin diseases.
9. It is only dangerous in the hands
of ignorant and incompetent practition
ers. 10. The innocence of tho practice is
so marked that in many countries vac
cination is obligatory.
11. Vaccination is not infallible.
12. Kevaceinotion is necessary when
tho initial vaccination has left poor
marks.
13. The fact of an interior variolic
eruption does not dispense with a revac
eination. 14. It is necessary to revaccinale at
ten years, at twenty years and ot forty
years.
15. Beyond the age of forty it is not
necessary to revaccinate the fourth
time, only during periods of violent epi
demics. 10. It is necessary to vaccinate as soon
as possible.
17. Vaccination cau be practiced at
tho date of birth.
18. Vaccinations can be practiced at
all seasons.
19. The period of dentition should
not prevent vaccination if tho urgency
of the case demands such a step.
20. No age is safe from variola, pro
vided the subject be unvaccinated.
21. Vaccination and rovaecination
should only be performed by a physician.
22. Well-chosen vaccine matter ex
poses the subject to no transmissible
disease.
23. Animal vaccine has no superiority
over well-chosen humanized virus.
21. Well-choseu vaccine, from the
cow or cow-pox, must be carefully gath
ered to make stock for human vaccin
ation. 25. Living vaccine, inoculated from
arm to arm, must always be preferred to
vaccine iu tubes and on quills.
20. All vaccine on points coming
from an unknown source must bo re
jected. 27. It is necessary to place the value
of vaccine iu the following order: First
Spontaneous cow-pox vaccine. Second
Human vaccine transmitted from arm
to arm. Third Humau vaccine trans
planted on heifers. Fourth llecently
preserved vaccine from a pure source.
2S It is is prudent to make a eeita:u
numoer of incisions.
29. Tho impression of variola may be
made until the fifth day of vaccination.
30. An infant is not enfeebled by
vaccination.
Bl. lievacelnations recognize the same
rules as vaccination.
32. Pregnancy and nursing oro not
impediments to vaccination.
!i;i. It is altogether an advantage to
vaccinate or revaccinale in times of epi
demic. The End of the World.
James M. Sworrustedt has figured it
out that the world will come to an end
at midnight of November 12, 1881. Ho
closes his wonderful and fearful predic
tion as follows:
"It is a very remarkable coincidence
that at midnight of November 12 the
seven stars from whence Christ will de
scend, and Jupiter, tho earth, and the
sun will be in a direct lino with each
other. The comet will, I think, come
straight from this line. The most dire
ful effects will follow its contact with
planet. Both bodies traveling at
the rate of more than a thousand miles
per minute, there can but ensue the
most disastrous consequences. It will
produce tho most awful eorthquokes,
volcanic eruptions, whirlwinds and tor
nadoes tho world has ever witnessed.
Tho mountains will flow down with lava,
also with torrents 'of water, caused by
the melting of the accumulated snow of
centuries. Whole cities will be swept
away by these floods. Other cities will
be thrown down by great earthquakes,
and still others will be destroyed by
tornadoes and whirlwinds. Many others
will be destroyed by fire and brimstone,
like Sodom and Gomorrah.
"Isaiah xxiv tells us the earth will
'reel to and fro like a drunkard' under
the mighty bombardment through which
it will have to go. St. John says: 'The
heaven will depart as a scroll when it is
rolled together.' This indicates that
the force of the great concussion will be
so dreadful and produce such a tempest
that the cloud which surrounds the
earth will be 'rolled together as a scroll'
and carried off by the comet.
The earth will present a wretched and
ruined appearance as it emerges beyond
the comet's train. According to St.
John, the world will become panic
stricken as the comet approaches the
earth. Kings will desert their thrones,
great men tlieir estates, rich men their
wealth, tho chief captains and the migh
ty men their armies, and all other men
their occupations, and will flee to the
caves and rocks of the mountains for
shelter. And after they reach those
places, their terror will be so great amid
the appalling calamities that herald the
approach of the Christ they have so long
rejected they will call for the mountains
and rocks to fall on them, and hide
them from the face of Him that sitteth
on the throne, and from the wrath of
the Lamb.
"All Mho give themselves wholly to
God now, and seek the shelter pointed
out in the (list Psalm will receive the
supernatural protection prornisod iu this
isalm.nd.will be. jnatle immortal at the-
faung of the Son of Godv'i-rtVv
A rolnt of Etlqnette.
A cat one day a sparrow caught;
About to eat it up,
"Stop !" cried tho sparrow; "gentlemen
Should wash before they snp."
Grimalkin paused; to be presumed
So fine was rather nice.
" Quito true," he said, and dropped the bird
. To follow her advice.
Off flew the sparrow. " Ah, you rogue t"
Cried pussy, in a rage,
' So that's your game ? But I'll be wise
In future, I'll engage !
I'll never wash before I eat,
But after." Which is still
A fashion that the cats keep up,l
And, doubtless, always will.
Our Animal Friendi.
HUMOROUS.
Gift-takers think there is no time
like the present time.
A young lady at a ball called her beau
an Indian because he was on her trail
all the time.
The mournful cry of the merchant
who does not advertise is: "No sale
from day to day." A'ome Sentinel.
Mr. Edison is now perfecting an in
vention to draw cold water from a
watch spring. Philadelphia Chronicle.
How dotli the learned editor
Delight to clip and write I
lie gathers items all day long,
And writes them up at night.
Au exchange tells of a man who says
he has invented perpetual motion. But
it doesn't tell how he got out of the
asylum.
A hen is more opt to have a higher
appreciation of the value of an egg than
a human being has, because she sets
more on it.
A Boston physician who advised a
dyspeptic patient to take plenty of exer
cise was quite taken aback when the
patient told him that he was a letter
carrier. The Detroit Free Press states that
the average time consumed by men in
buying hats is seven minutes. The
average time of the other sex is 177
minutes.
We see it stated that it is impossible
to get warm in cold weather with undi
gested food in your stomach. Jones
says it is all humbug. When he goes
home from a hot supper, somewhere in
tho neighborhood of 1 a. m., with his
stomach full of undigested food clear
up to his esophagus he finds it warm
enough. This is about the time Mrs. J.
gets her tongue a-going. Boston Tran
script. Eminent Shoemaker.
Perhaps it was Coleridge who first re
marked upon the great number of shoe
makers that have become eminent in
various walks of life; and certain it is
that magazines and newspapers have
found iu men who sprang from this em
ployment to higher things many sub
jects for interesting sketches, obituary
notices and special urticles...
There was a man some years ago- in
Portland probably a shoemaker, but,
at all events, too modest to give his
name who published a book which he
called "Eminent Shoemakers," and the
recent news that John Mackintosh, a
shoemaker of Aberdeen, has written two
volumes of a " History of Civilization in
Scotland " will give interest to some of
the celebrated names which the Portland
shoemaker succeeded iu bringing to
getl er.
William Gifford, tho founder and
long tho editor of the London Quarterly
Iteriew, and thun whom probably no
shoemaker ever had " one sutor" thrown
at him more often or with better effect,
toiled, we are informed, six long years
at the trade which he said himself he
" hated with a perfect hatred." George
Fox, whom, by the way, Carlyle has
celebrated as one of the noblest
men in England, " making himself a
suit .of leather," divided his time
between making shoes and caring for
sheep until ho began to preach those
sermons of his, and to do that Chris
tian work which finally gave unto the
world the first organization of the So
ciety of Quakers. Robert Bloomfield,
the poet, made shoes, and of him it was
once said that he was " the most spir
itual shoemaker that ever handled an
awl." Hans Sachs, the friend of Luther,
who wrote five folio volumes in verse
that are printed, and five others that
are not, was a most diligent maker of
shoes in quaint old Nuremberg, and, for
all he wrote, never made a shoe the less,
he said, and virtually reared a large
family by the labor of his hands, inde
pendent of Jus poetry.
Among oiuers this author mentions
no less a name than Noah Worcester,
ltoger Sherman, too, is on his list, and
Thomas Holcroft. Others might be
Henry Wilson one of them. Indeed, it
should not be forgotten that the father
of John Adams, our second president
and the father of our sixth, made many
a shoe in his day during the leisure
which his farm-life gave him.
.. Little Johnny's Pos-unt.
Possums has tobacco pouches on their
stomachs, and one time there was a pos
sum which was a show. A feller come
to see the show, and he had a bunch of
nre-craekers, 'cause it was the Fourth of
July. The feller he took one off and
put it in his mouth, then he lit one of
the others and held 'em out to the pos
sum, and said: "Have i cigarette?"
The possum it snatched them, and
crammed 'em in its pouch, and wank its
eyes like it said: "Now you can just
whistle for your old cigarettes, for I am
a regular savings bank, I am ! "
But bimtby the crackers went off wild
and you never 6ee such a busted bank
like thut possum 1
Mr. Lancaster, near London, has
forty-six acres of celery, and his celery
commands the highest prices in mar
ket. His plantation, at 10,000 plants
per acre, requires 460,000 plants. They
are Eet in trenches, and vast quantities
of manure are used. Seven hprsea are'
used in his ' eighty-acre vegetable gar
den. Radishes between the celery
bring about 140per acre, aud" the eel-.-etj
i250 jJewaci.- The labor, comes-to'
.$250 per week in eumm$iTpVkitp5v