YOL. LI V.
PROFESSIONAL CARDS.
C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower.
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
omee in Garman'a new building.
JOIIX B. LINN, .
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Allegheny Street.
QLEMENi' DALE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTK. PA.
Northwest corner of Dlunond.
D. G. Bush. 8. H Yocum. D. H. Hastings.
JJUSiI, YOCUM dfc HASTINGS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTK, PA.
High Street. Orposlte First National Bank.
w M. C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LA W,
BELLEFONTE. PA.
Practices in all the courts of Centre County.
Spec &l attention to collections. Consultations
in German or Engl sit*
"yy ILBUR F. REEDER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTK, PA.
All bus ness promptly attended to. Collection
of claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. J. W. Gepliart.
TJEaVER a gephart,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
BELLEFONTK, PA.
Office on Alleghany Stree\ North of High.
VjyJ "A. MORRISON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA
Offlce on Woodrlng's Block, Opposite Court
Hou-e.
S. KELLER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA
Consultations In English or German. Office
In Lyons Building, Allegheny Street.
JOHN G. LOVE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTK, PA
Office In the rooms formerly occupied by the
late W. P. Wilson.
-yjiLLHEIM BANKING CO.,
MAIN STREET,
MILLBEIM, PA.
A WALTER, Cashier. DAV. KRAPE, Pres.
HARTER,
AUCTIONEER,
REBERSBURG, PA.
Satisfaction Gua-anteed.
FOOD FOR THOUGHT.
The longer we live and the more we
think, the higher value we learn to put
on the friendship and tenderness ol
parents and friends.
Whenever we have to establish new
rela ions with anv one, let us make an
ample provision for pardon, or indul
gence and of kindness.
Tho=e who can themselves do good
service are bur, as one to a thousand
compared with those whpean see faults
in the labors ot others.
We should round every day of stirr
ing action with an evening of thought.
We are taught nothing by experience
unless we muse upon it.
Be substantially great in thyself, and
more than thou appearest unto others;
and let the world be deceived in thee
as they are in the lights of heaven.
If a man does not make new acquain
tance as he advances through Hie, he
will soon find himself alone. A man
should keep hi 3 friendships in constant
repair.
Good nature is the beauty of the
mind, and, like personal beauty, wins,
almost without anything else—sonic
times, indeed, in spite of positive de
ficiencies.
The happiness of man depends on no
creed and no book; it depends on the
dominion of truth, which is the Re
deemer and Savior, the Messiah and
the King of Glory.
Men's happiness springs mainly from
moderate troubles, which afford the
mind a healthful stimulus, and are fol
lowed by a reaction which produces a
cheerful How ot spirits.
O, glorious laushter, thou man-lov
ing spirit, that for a time dotii take
the burden from the weary back, that
doth lay salve to the weary feet, bruis
ed and cut by flints and shards.
It is hard to personate and act a part
long; for where truth is not at the bot
tom, nature will always be endeavor
ing to return, and will peep out and
betray herself one time or another.
There are eras in our spirit's exist
ence, as there are eras in our fortunes;
eras, when the fate of the character
hangs suspended upon some act of voli
tion, some determination of the will.
An ambition toexcell in pretty things
obstructs the progress to noble aims.
The aspiring spirit, like the winged
eagle, should keep its gaze steadily
fixed on the sun towards which it soars.
Labor is hard! God's spirit hath spoken :
This is the song that His universe sings.
Through the vast hills of creation unbroken.
Loudly and clearly the universe rings.
Up from the hills and the green valleys steal
ing.
Peeking the light of the bright stars a'-ove,
Rises the soug to the bins heavens pealing,
"Labor is honor, and labor is love."
All the graud deeds that are grand. et in story,
Living through centuries treasured and
bright;
All the great lives that are dearest to glory,
Filling the world with Hashes of light;
Words from whose utti ranees ag- s are dated,
Thoughts tliat l.ave hold the whole world in
control.
Names ou whose echoes the proudeet have
waited,
Are but the offspring of labor aud toil.
Not to tlio eye that glanceth there lightly
Doth the bright look of the heaven unfold
Rut to the spirit that turneth there r.ghtly,
Are all its wonders and mysteries told ;
And at each step to the soul upward springing
Cometh Dew radiance, new light from above,
Wlule iu tii© heart is an angel-voice hinging,
-Labor is honor, and labor is love."
Not on her brow doth the earth I ear all bright
ness.
Deep in her breast do the r.ch diamonds
shine.
Down in tlie wave is the pearl's soft whiteness,
Hiding the gold in the dust of the mine.
Beauty and power, and riches and pleasure
Safe in her bosom lie hidden to-day ;
Toil is the key that will open lier treasure.
And at each touch she will give thein away.
Light to the mind that in darknesH was
clouded,
Strength to tl e spirit that weakness had
touctied ;
Joy to the soul t! at in so? row was lirouded ;
L fe to the heart when its life-string was
touched ;
Trutti as their foothold who seek it sin erelv,
Skill to the hand when it toilcth to live.
Eyes that can look up to Leaven's light
clearly—
These are the honors that labor can give!
A Crown of Gold.
" A light nourishing diet, and good wine
—that's what she needs, said Dr. Osborne,
sorrowfully. " Medicine can do nothing
here."
He spoke sorrowfully because he knew
right well that what he was recommend
ing was beyond his patient's power to ob
tain, and his heart ached for the positive
despair that showed itself in the face of the
listener.
A beautiful girl of 19 or 20 years, per
haps, upon whose youth the blight of care
and poverty had fallen heavily. She was
poorly clad in black, and as she put back
her dingy veil with a white and treufbling
hand, her iarge blue eyes, full of unshed
tears, roved from the speaker's kindly face
to the wasted, silent figure on the bed again
with a whole history of untold anguish in
their depths.
Doctor Charles Osborne, young aud ten
der of heart, looking into the sad blue eyes
and falling each moment more and more
deeply in love with their owner, impulsive
ly answered their despairing gaze as he
might have answered spoken words.
44 1 would to God that my means were
equal to my will! " said he. "I am but
a poor and struggling physician, as you
know ; otherwise your mother would want
for nothing. "
The young girl blushed vivid crimson
suddenly, and drew up her slight figure
haughtily with a look of offended pride.
It was only for an instant, however, the
next she held out her hands to him grate
fully, and the tears iu her blue eyes over
flowed.
44 1 thank you for your sympathy," she
said simply, 44 aud for your constant care,
but for which she might not"—her eyes
were on the bed aud her voice sank low —
" she might not, perhaps, have been spared
to me this lor.g. For the rest " —with a
deep sigh—" If there be any way iu the
world to obtain it she shall have wine. "
She s'jod for a few seconds, looking
after him, anil listening to his lootfall as it
echoed along the bare staircase and hall;
she let her face fall down on her hands
with a tearless sob.
14 Can poverty bring us good gifts? " she
■loaned. "If so it is only to torture us.
In my poverty a true heart has come tome,
but it can never be mine !"
Then she went into the pool, oare room,
closing the doer softly after her. and bent
above the sleeping tigure on the bed.
4 4 Good iood and wine," she murmured.
44 And she will die without them, How
caul get them? How? Alas! It was
easiei to ask than to answer that. Every
thing they possessed that would fetch a
dollai had been sold, anrl had she not spent
almoei the whole of this weary day in try
ing to obtain work and quite in vain?
"lknow not what to do," she sighed,
despairingly, and turned away, and, half
unconsciously, t x>k off her bonnet. As
she did that," a bit of wire escaping from
the foius of crape caught in her comb and
drew it out, and down tumbled a glorious
shower of golden hair upon tyjr shoulders.
44 A crown of gold! " she said sadly and
bitterly. 44 The last of my ornaments. It
was well enough when I was rich. When
poor papa was alive to take pride in it, and
call nie Princess Golden Hair, and deck it
with pearls and gems ; but now—what do
I want with it now ?"
She took it down again, and shook it
over her like a veil, and held it up, allow
ing the shining hairs to fall through her
white fingers like golden rain.
44 1t is worth something," she said,
thoughtfully. 44 If I had wanted to pur
chase it, when I had money, I should have
paid well for it—a hundred dollars, per
haps. I wonder if Lily Edison would give
me twenty now <"
"I'll try," she muttered, resolutely, an'd
began to coil it up again.
"lily's hair was of exactly the same
color," she mused anxiously.
"But she had not so much 011 all her
head as I twist into one'of these braids.
She used to say, laughing, that she would
gladly buy mine for its weight in gold.
Well, I'll try.
Once more she put on her bonnet, and
leaned over the bed.
"You shall not die for want of wine,
while your child wears a golden crown.
Never, dear 1"
Lily Edison was an heiress and a belle.
Not so handsome as the fair rival who had
LABOR IS HONOR.
MILLIIEIM, PA., THURSDAY, MAY G, 1880.
been her bosom friend two years ago—
beautiful Dora Tremainc —but handsome
enough, her rival having disappeared from
society and being forgotten.
4i l wonder what did become of Dora!"
Lily would say to herself sometimes, but
she never cared enough to do more than
wonder. Else she might hare learned
that, like others, "poor but proud. "
Dora and her mother had hidden themselves
in their reverses of fortune, from all who
had known theiu in their prosperous days ;
sinking slowly and hopelessly beneath a
"sea of troubles," until at last they left
not eveu a sign behind to murk the place
where they had sunk to ruin.
So Lily Edison's sui prise was great in
deed when her maid ushered Dora unan
nounced into her boudoir that evening.
The pale girl came forward, with out
stretched hands and excited eyes that saw
no one but Lily.
"Do you remember me?" she asked
almost wildly. We were dear friends and
sehooimates once, you and I!" She pulled
the faded crape bonnet from her head.
"See! you used to envy mv golden crown.
It's ull that's left of those old days. My
mother is sick—we need money very sore
ly. Lily, will you buy my hair?"
And she took out the comb, and down
the glittering treasmc fell, no more like a
golden crown, but a cloak of shining beau
ty. Dora held it up in her trembling hand.
"Buy it for Heaven's sake! " she said,
and burst into a storm of tears. "Help me
save her lite!"
And then, before Lily could gather
breath fur a reply, a firm hand caught l)ora
and placed her in a chair, and a brusque,
deep voice, somewhat shaken with emotion
said:
"1 m your customer! There, there, cry
my poor child, rv all your grief away.
You're with friends —look up ami see if
you don't know me ?"
Dora looked up to the speaker's face.
"Doctor Gray!" she cried, and hid her
face in shame. "You here? 1 thought
Miss Edison was alone. 1 twought—"
"I'liat she would buy your crown of
gold," said the old doctor, merrily. "So
she would, I've no doubt, be glad of the
chance; but I've bought it. Whatever she
offers I'll double, uiy dear; and you're
bound to sell to the highest bidder. Be
sides, it would do Miss Lily no good. I'm
treating her for the headache already."
"And what will you do with it ?" cried
she, who by this time was embracing her
friend.
"Keep it on the original owners head
until 1 want it," said the old man. "How
much do you bid, Miss Lily '?"
"A hundred, and here's half of it to
begin with."
So Dora went home in the old doctor's
carriage, and in his company and care.
He laughed when she ajKilogized tor their
miserable room. "Pooh! pooh!" said he.
"I was present when you made your first
appearance in this world, child. You
hadn't even your crown of gold then.
Poor enough, forsooth! You needn't ever
mind me. W ho's lieen attending mother?"
"Dr. Charles Osborne," she told him tim
idly, and a blush stole over her pale, beau
tiful face. Then as she saw him start and
give a long whistle :
"Do you know him, sir?"
"Heard of him." said the old man, brus
quely. "Stuart fellow, but poor. Well,
well, your mother Ls my out patient. You
shall pay him, aud i'.i take this case my
self."
lie did. Took it to his own luxurious
house, thence to the seaside—restored Mrs.
Tremaine to health at last, and surrounded
both her and Dora with evert' comfort.
"flow are we ever to repay you?" the
girl asked him, and his answer lairiy took
her breath.
"I want a wife," said he as abruptly as
usual. "Your crown of gold is mine, Dora,
will you give me all the rest ?"
Poor Dora! What is a crown of gold
compared to a heart ? She hail sold the
first. After all, no one seemed to want the
latter, she thought sadly. She had neither
seen nor heard of—and then she checked
herself and left Charles Osborne's name uu
uttered and reminded herself of the debt of
gratitude to Dr. Gray.
"I owe you more than my life," she
sighed, 44 but I have no heart to give you.
If my respect, esteem—if my deep grati
tude will sulfice you—"
"They will," said the old man. "I be
lieve you love me dearly into the bargain.
Will you give me your hand, pray ?"
44 Yes," she sighed and placed it in his
reluctantly. He gave it a sounding kiss.
"Pretty little hand!" said he. <4 I
shan't keep you long. I shall give you to
that lucky dog, my nephew!" and he
threw open the door. 44 Come in,
Charley," said he. "Here —1 give you a
wife!"
Count MasHoua.
A sou of Massena, a Field Marshal of
France, under Napoleon, died in the alms
house at Salem, Oregon, recently. This
scion of Massena occupied a high position
in Europe in different capacities, but when
the 44 child of victory," as Napoleon sur
namcd his father, lost favor with the sov
ereign on account of his rapacity and cru
elty, the family lost its high position in the
old world and Massena, who was hut yet
a boy, was compelled to make his own fu
ture. He received a thorough education
and entered a monastery. Becoming dis
satisfied with Roman Catholicism, he left
the Church and started on a lecturing tour
through England, where he met his wife.
He is described as being in that land one of
the most fastidious of men. Coming to
America, a series of disasters befell him,
whieh soured his tempter to such an ex
tent that he became cruel in the extreme,
and the Freemasons were compelled to re
fuse him recognition and to extend an aid
ing hand to his wife. His stay in this
country has been one of misery, and so low
did his circumstances become that he was
compelled to beg and finally seek refuge in
a poor house, where he died of dropsy.
He seems to have inherited all the instincts
of his illustrious father, of whom it has
been said: 44 His private character was
stained by imputations of meanness and
rapacity, which took definite form in a
series of charges brought against him
by the inhabitants of Marseilles. Napoleon
called him a robber and offered him a
present of 1,000,000 francs if he would dis
continue his peculations. He paid little
attention to the discipline or comfort of
his troops, by whom he was cordially dis
liked. "
Be noble-n Anded. Our own heart
and no other men's opinions of us,
forms our true honor.
A i'liinne Funeral-
Ah Sing, Chinese merchant, was buried
recently iu Chinatown, Sun Francisco. The
corpse ws encased iu ti handsome cotliu,
liberally studded with plated screws ami
handles, which was exposed to the public
gaze under u white canopy erected in Du
pout street. The stand itself was liberally
adorned with gilt paper and peacock feath
ers, while at the foot of the cotlin, on a sec
ond table, u large quantity of Celestial deli
cacies weie spread out, which were to ac
company the departed soul to the abode of
Joss. A miniature image of the Chinese
deity spread his hand benignly over the
feast, and there was no lack of candles and
punk. A band of professional female
mourners filled the air with cries and lamen
tations. At noon a Chinese baud put in an
appearance, but the ceremonies for a while
were carried on by one man only. This
person, dressed like an ordinary Chinaman,
with the exception of wearing a black-cloth
turban studded with brass ornaments,played
a pair of cymbals and a bell, chanting as
an accompaniment the great and good deeds
of the departed. The band began playing
as soon as he had finished, and were joined
by the mourners in a graud chorus, tiie fe
males bumping their foreheads 011 the cob
blestones. The ceremonies ou Dupont
street lasted about three hours. At the
close of the services the cotthi was placed in
a hearse ami eouveyed to the Chinese grave
yard. The hearse was preceded by a hack
containing the Chinese band, beating bells
and gongs, which were suspended from the
roof of the carriage by ro{Ks. Next were
several carriages tilled with piotessional
mourners, who were arrayed iu white
sacks, and with wlutc bands about their
foreheads. '1 here were further a number
of carriages containing the friends and rela
tives of the deceased, which in turn were
followed by the hearse. The hearse ami
coffin were as elegant as the most Celestial
taste could wish, auti were looked UJMMI by
the beat hen who drove an express wagon
immediately behind it with triumphant sat
isfaction. This express wagon contained,
tirsi ot all, a whole roast pig of comfortable
size, a number of chickens, browned by the
generous beat ou the baice-oveu, a large
bowl of rice, a dozen broiled crabs, -a num
ber of bottles, presumably filled with liquor;
also cups, saucers, bowls and chop-sticks,
lcside the usual lot of joss pa|>er, sticks
and candles. hen the procession had
reached the outskirts of the city it halted,
and the good thiugs of this life were ten
derly transferred to one of the carriages,
with the exception of one poor old hen,
whose meagre limba gave promise of an ail
earthly jaw-defying toughness, one crab,
and three little 'bowls of rice. The big
gong was unstrung from the roof of the
hark, the pillowslips and baudages removed
from the mourners, and the procession di
vided, the smaller number of vehicles
following the hearse. Arrived at the grave
yard of the Fook Wang Tung company,
the grave-digger was diligently sought for.
lie is an Irishman, and he was found
pleasantly engaged feeding his pigs on
Ch nese funeral chicken. As philosophical
as any grave-digger, he never said a word,
but, seizing his spade, pitched it into tin'
ground at a place indicated by a line, iis if
be were planting a row of potatoes, and dug
a grave. Just as silently the cotlin was
drawn out of the hearse and placed into the
grave head first, the foot end being pushed
down nilh the spade. Then he s|*>ke up
for the first time. "Where's your brick ?"
he said. A brick, one side of which was
inscribed with a number of characters, was
produced, and, witli the spade, placed on
the head end of the coftin. Meanwhile two
of the mourners had spread the feast at the
foot of the grave. Tea was poured into the
cups, the chop-sticks were placed by the
side of the rice bowls, and the crab glowed
like the setting sun. Others had been busy
lighting punk-sticks at the head of every
grave within the inclosure, and when they
reached the last and their own they lit three
short and thick wax candles. Each mourn
er thereupon made throe low salms before
the grave, and then the dishes were over
turned and the food left on the around, a
basketful of paper, punk and joss-sticks
were burned, and the grave-digger fell to
andfilled the grave. The Chinese with
drew after having drank the contents of a
bottle which had been a part of the de
ceased's feast, but which they had taken
care not to leave on the ground. Half an
hour afterward the harem of the dead Mon
gol, consisting of three moon-eyed beauties,
arrived at the graveyard in a hack. They
were not admitted to the cemetery, but they
kindled a bonfire among the sage bushes,
wherein were burned old clothes, books,
punk, red paper, a large quantity of what
may have been cheese or turnips, and sun
dry other mysterious things. When the
fire was at its height the women bowed low
with clasped hands several times, and then
departed without having cast even one look
in the direction where their former lord and
master will be buried until such time as the
absorption of the ground shall have put hm
in fit condition to bo reshipped to the land
of his fathers.
A Mountain take* the I'lace of a Lake.
In the latter part of December 1879, the
earthquake movements were particularly
marked, in San Salvador, and accompanied
by a horrible rumbling sound beneath the
earth, which, more than its tremblings
and oscillations, spread terror through the
already alarmed population. One night
110 fewer than 150 distinct shocks were felt,
and the people abandoned their houses in
dismay. During the suceeding days of the
month the movements continued, and on
the night that a tremendous subterranean
detonation was heard, like the discharge of
heavy cannon,succeeded by three successive
shocks of great violence, which were felt
throughout the entire republic, and, in the
immediate theater of their action finished
the ruin their predecessors had begun. In
! the vicinity of the lake a rainstorm follow
ed, of such violence as has not been experi
! enccd for years, the rush of waters carrying
!to the lake vegetation, so 1, trees, and
j everything in their way, making huge gul-
I lies, rendering useless some valuable lands
;on the margin of the lake. The waters of
: the lake, instead of appearing to be m
-1 creased by this large addition to their
| volume, actually diminished. As the water
retiied conical-shaped peaks or hills ap
peared in the center of the lake, while the
water surrounding them was in a state of
commotion as though it were boiling, and
on examination it was found that its tem
perature had materially increased. From
the highest of these peaks, which are con
stantly increasing in size, smoke, vapor,
and flame issued, the column rising as high
as that which issues from the Izalco, and
may be seen from the capital, a diitance of
several leagues.
Colorado Ktorlc ft.
It was nearly n year ago when Lcadville
van first showing what there was in her.
There were several newly-made bonanza
kings about Denver then, and among them
was a man who had probably never had
s'2o in his pockets at one time previous to
his strike. To him the possession of a
watch was the natural evidence of the pos
sesion of a competence, and as he had
made more than a competence, he felt that
the fact should be indicated by the pur-
liaae ef several watches. These he had
deposited in the Grand Central Hotel safe.
One night he came into the office very
much the worse for liquor, lurched up to
the desk and hiccoughed out to the clerk :
"Gimme a watch!" A timepiece wus
passed to his unsteady hands, but in en
deavoring to thrust it into his trousers
pockets lie let it slip and tall upon the
lloor. Without casting a glance at the
fallen watch he lurched to the counter
again, reached out his shaking hand, mus
tered all his faculties to the task of speak
ing, and then blurted out: "Gimme
'uuther!" Can the indifference of uffiuence
go beyond this?
lie was evidently a "tenderfoot," but as
he stopped before an old miner and held
out a piece of micaceous granite for his in
spection. he made u strong effort to look as
if he had been born with a contempt for
civilization, and that the feeling had been
steadily growing on him ever since. "What
do you make this out to be?" lie asked, in
dicating the specimen with a nod.
"Humph!" was the expressive answer.
"Gold quartz or carbonates?" The
"honest miner" turned it over in his hand
indifferently, took out his knife and picked
at it for a while, and then asked: "Got
much of it?" "Thousands of tons," an
swered the other eagerly. "How much
do you suppose she'll run?" "Can't tell
nutiiin' without an assay." "But you can
guess, can't you; you can guess ?" "Oh
yes," answered the barnacle, "anybody
kin guess; but a gueas is liable to be ex
travagant. Now, 1 shall say—but mind
ye, 1 may go over the mark—l should
s-a-a a-y, (turning the specimens over again
and holding it up to the light;. 1 should
s a-a a-y that if you could save the gold in
this and catch the silver aud not waste the
lead, that it might run about—well, about
$2 to the county."
"Is this my train ?" asked a traveler at
the Kansas Pacific depot of a lounger. "1
don't know, but 1 guess not," was the
doubtful reply. "I see it's got the name
of a railroad company ou the side, and I
expect it Indongs to them. Have you h>st
a train anywhere ?"
"Do you like your champagne dry?"
asked A. of 8., who didn't know how he
liked his champagne, because he had only
made his strike the day previous and had
never before seen any champagne to which
he felt justified in applying a pronoun iu
the possessore ease, "1 dunno," replied 8.,
"but I guess you'd better gimme some
that's wet. I'm sort o' thirsty."
It was about Belford that the remark
was made: "Jim has some right good
loiiits," it ran, "but the great trouble with
iii:n is that lie is always aliout six lengths
aheadof everybody's judgment, aud gaining
at every jump."
"Leouiilus, Fuller Me."
Ik'fort' the train left Hay City a few days
ago tor Detroit, a woman nearly six feet
tall and having a complexion like a fresh
burned brick, entered the depot followed by
a dog almost as big as a yearling calf.
Having purchased a ticket, the woman
stood beside the train until the conductor
came along, when she led off with:
"You have been imiutedout to tue as the
boss of this train."
"Yes'rn," was his imaicst roply.
"Well, I'm going to Detroit for the old
man."
"Yes."
"And this dog is going along with me.
He goes where I go every time in the
year.'
"Yes, he can go down on the baggage
car.'"
"Not any he can't 1 That's what I stop
ped you for. This 'ere dog is going 'long
in this 'ere car and nowhere else!"
"The rules of the road "
"Rules be-hanged! My old man can be
banged around by everybody, and he never
demands liis rights; hut Lucinda hain't
Thomas—not. by a jug-full!"
"Madam, let me "
"I don't want uoclawingoff!" she inter
rupted, as she peeled a pair of black mit
tens off her big red hands. "I'm going
and the dog's going, and what 1 want to
know is whether you want to raise a low
on the cars or have it right now and here!"
The conductor looked the dog over and
was about to shake his head when the
woman hegan untying her bonnet and quiet
ly remarked:
"I s'pose, being as I am a woman, it
would be no more than fair for the dog to
sail in with me. Come here, Lconidus!"
"Madam,'' replied the conductor as he
felt a shiver go up his legs, "take your dog
and get aboard!"
"Honest Injunif"
"Yes."
"No row after the cars start ?"
"No."
"Then that settles that, and I'm much
obleeged, though you did kinder hang off
at first. Lconidus, foller me and behave
yourself!"
Old China.
The present rage for antique china ware
sometimes finds gratifies ion from the
extraordinary sources. Not only are Ine
old houses of ancient families ransacked
for curious specimens, but in many in
stances buried deposits have been exhumed.
Even the sea has been made to give up its
treasures of rare wares. Perhaps the most
remarkable instance of this is in connec
tion with the wreck of the bark Goteborg,
which took place oue hundred and thirty
years ago, not far from Gothenburg,
Sweden. This vessel belonged to the East
India Company, of Gothenburg, and was
011 a homeward voyage from China, laden
with silks, tin, teas, porcelains and other
valuable merchandise. From time to time
various attempts were made by wreckers to
get at the cargo. None of these attempts
were at all successful until about ten years
ago, when the divers succeeded in obtain
ing samples enough to show r that the rest
of the treasures were well worth the effort
involved in trying to bring them up.
Blasting was necessary in order to get out
the heavy blocks of tin, and the effects of
this was to play havoc with the china. The
expenses proved so much greater than the
! receipts that the enterprise was abandoned.
More recently another attempt was made,
this time with greater success. The ship
was found to be in a condition which in
volved the efforts of the divers in great
trouble. The upper deck was off and the
second deck had fallen through, destroying
1 much of the china. There was an im
mense quantity of clay in the hold of the
vessel and the divers had to dig through
seven or eight feet of it in order to reach
the china. Fragments of china inter
spersed through the clay mude digging
difficult and cut the divers hands. After
many interruptions and long delay about
two hundred dozen unbroken articles of
china were takeu out. Among these were
many articles which seem to have been in
tended for the Royal family, as they were
found to le marked with the kingly mono
gram. There were punch-bowls of curious
design and singular workmanship, plates
und cups such as have been seldom seen in
this country, some of the cups being almost
as thin as egg-shells and of vitreous trans
parency. The fact tlrnt much of this curi
ous china was stored in the keel gives rise
to ti.e suspicion that there was an attempt
to smuggle it. It is aaid that the whole
store ot china has been recovered from the
wreck. Most oi it was takeu to lxmdon,
and a number of line specimens were
brought to New York. The value of these
specimens is, of course, chicffy to collec
tors of antique and the lovers of ceramic
art. Tne style of decoration is altogether
different from anything that lias been in
ordinary use. The porcelain is >1 a quality
seldom handled here, even by t xperienctd
collectors.
AS .Strange MM Fiction.
All old Tcxaus and the student of the
history of Texas are fatniliir with the ill
starred Mier expedition, wh eh left Texas
in the fall of 1841 for the purpose of in- |
vading Mexico The expedition started
out under command of General Somervill, |
and on the 19ih of December, when in the
vicinity of the ltio Grande, was ordered
back. After the return of General Somer
vill and a portion of the command some
300 men who were left determined on hos
tile demonstrations and elected William S.
Fisher as commander. The expedition
then advanced on the town of Alier, iu
Mexico. A detachment arriving there on
the 21s* and demanding provisions took
the aleane of the town with them as a
hostage and returned to where the main
body was camped to wait the arrival of the ;
articles demanded. While the Texans re
mained in camp Mier was occupied by j
General Ampudia, of the Mexican army, \
with 2,000 men. On the afternoon of the '
25th of December the Texas forces started 1
for the town and encountered the forces of j
Ampudia, in its Ticinity, and a fight ensued j
m which the Mexicans were driven through ;
the town, but still lighting. After several !
parleys the representation of the overwhelm
ing nuinbcfll opposed to them, and prom
ises of generous terms the Texans were in
duced to surrender. The prisoners were
then started for the City of Mexico, a num
ber lieing killed en route, and on arriving j
at Saladu, on the 25th of March, an order
was received from Santa Anna, directing
that every tenth man be shot. Accordingly
one hundred and fifty-nine white and sev
enteen black beans, representing the num
ber of Texans left, were placed iu u box
and each man drew, the ones drawing the
black b.' ans being taken out und shot. In
"Thrall's History of Texas" occurs the fol
lowing paragraph: "First Amdudia and
then Santa Anna took a fancy to a mere
lad by the name ol llill, and young Hill's
father and brother were released, and the
vouug man sent to the best college iu Mex
ico. He adopted the profession of a min
ing engineer, and is still a citizen of
Mexico." Mr. Hill, who has never been
to Texas since the time he started on the
expedition, left Vera Cruz some days since
by the Alexandre line of steamers for New-
Orleans, at which place be has already ar
rived, and will be in Galveston on the ar
rival of the Morgan line steamer this morn
ing. He is a brother-in-law of General W.
G. Webb, of Houston, and wdl lie wel
comed in Galveston bj' many old Texans,
who remembered his father on his return
from Mexico in 1844, when the prisoners
were released. The changes wrought in
Texas since the departure of Mr. Hill,
when a mere lad, thirty-nine years ago,
have been of such magnitude that it would
require more space than is allotted this
paragraph, for but the bare enumeration of
them.
in tWilds ot Gulna.
After passiDg the Rapon Rapids we saw
our first cayman, a particularly stolid feliow
some fifteen feet in length. He kept swim
ming on his course without taking the
slightest notice of us. At Aportiere, the
junction of the Essequibo and Rutnpununi,
the old chief, Joseph, keeps a perfect me
nagerie of parrots, macaws, toucans, trum
pet-birds, maa, sea-gulls, monkeys, dogs,
accouri. turtles, sloths, ducks and fow-ls, all
apparently quite tame, and roaming about
as though they had no wish to leave the
spot. 1 here purchased seven ripe bananas
for a fish-hook. Coboorows, a kind of
sandfly, and mosqui'ocs troubled us griev
ously in our course up the Rupununi. The
former bit viciously duii ig the day, and
tl • mosquitoes had their iuniigs at night.
1 pave a shirt to each of my Indians for
ihiir protection against the blood-sacking
and blistiriug colioorow, but their legs were
still exposed. For myself, 1 was compelled
to put on a pair of trousers. This was an
exceptional proceeding on my part, for till
we came to the Rupununi I had been able
to revel iu the comfort of being free from
these and sundry other articles of conven
tional attire. Of our second night of being
on the Rupununi a few hours after we hail
retired to rest an immense tree close by us
broke and fell, causing a most apailing
crash in the stillness of the night. My In
dians imagined that an evii spirit had done
it to annoy them, and called out to the per
secutor to leave them alone. They averred
that they were carrying a white' man into
their couutry, and that if the spirit did not
behave himself better the white man would
take dire revenge. This species of super
stitious regard for the white man's prowess
is so much for the convenience of travelers
that I confess I should be sorry to see it
dispelled. The evil spirit, if such there
was, obediently left us, and quietness came
back. It was a lovely, balmy morning, a
soft breeze just stirring, and if it had not
been for the mosquitoes, existence just then
would have been most placid and delight
ful ; without question "life would have
been worth living."
Impoliteness is derived from two
sources—lndifference to the divine and
contempt for the human.
That's Their Affkfr.
We saw bira in the distance. He was
sitting on a rail fence by the side of a coun
try road. He held his chin in his hand,
his eyes were fixed, and his whole appear
ance was that of a man in deep thought.
He was a book agent; for we saw at his
feet the leather case which carried his
treasures. Occasionally he glanced upward
and gave a sigh and then relapsed into the
same perplexed thought. We passed by,
but no confident smile passed over his face,
he did uot leap down to meet us and kindly
take us into his confidence in regard to the
value of his book, but let us pass without
even raising his eyes. We were greatly
surprised and puzzled at his unaccountable
abstractedness, and came to the conclusion
that he must have met his equal in produ
cing chin music, and been vanquished, or
else lie is hjpelessly smitten by some fair
damsel in yonder house. No, because he
never even looks tlrnt way. We will go
back and disturb him anyway.
"Young man, can you tell me who lives
yonder ?"
"if I can get it my fortune is made, ' lie
muttered, and then, "Oh, yes, sir, excuse
me, of course, it's by the Rev. Mr. Peters.
It will be invaluable to you and your fam
ily," said he, taking his book out of his
strap.
"1 don't mean your book; I want to
know who lives in yonder house. You
seem puzzled: what is it that bothers you?"
"Well, fact is, I am bothered, you see.
A thought struck me and I was figuring.
There's a fortune in it. 1 just want it for
a few counties well populated, and my for
tune is made. "
"What ? What is it you want."
"Why," said he, touching me on the
breast at each word, "I want the ageDcy
for that sound condenser, aurophone, or
whatever you call it."
"Do you think every body would buy
that!"
"Yes, at frotr. $5 to $lO apiece. Look
here! Utd Jones has a daughter who goes
walkiug and riding with fellows. He
wouldn't give $5 or $lO to ride behind and
near every word, would he? Oh, no 1 I'd
take him alone, and he needn't let the fain
iiy know, you know. And then, the old
woman—she wouldn't like to know wliat
her neighliore said aliout her, just after sue
left, would she? or hear Smith and his
wife when they had their little differences?
Oh, 1 guess not! Do you think there
would be anybody in the family, down to
the hired girl, who would not buy one ?
I'd make everyone think he or she was the
only l>ersou iu the family who had one."
" liut, my dear fellow you would make
the whole world at swords points with each
other. Don't you know people say things
about others sometimes which they" don't
really wean, but which would be taken in
earnest ?''
"Yes; but that's their affair. Perhaps
they would learn to forgive easier. J'd
make my fortune anyway. You bet, lam
gQiug straight to New York, as fast as rail
roads will carry me, and I don't care if I
sell just enough books to keep right side
up. I'll interview Edison, and get that
agency, or bust." At this he went off at a
furious rate, like a man going tor a fortune
left by an old relative.
A Safe Plan.
A gentleman whose face had a look, auy
tuing but pleasant, purchased a postal card
at the post office, in Detroit, and took up a
pen and wrote for about two minutes with
a determined hand. Then, as he blotted
the card, he asked the stamp clerk:
"Is it against postal rules to call a niau
a liar on a postal card ?"
The clerk thought it was. and the uisu
tore up the card, bought another, aud after
writing a few lines inquired:
"It can't be against the rules to call him
a villain, can it?"
The clerk again decided it was, and a
third card was purchased. This time the
man pondered over his lines, signed his
name and said:
"I have written here that he ought to be
in jail for his conduct. Is that against the
postal rules?"
The clerk said he wouldn't dare run the
risk himself and the indignant citizen tore
the card into a dozen pieces and exclaim
ed:
"Go to Halifax with your old postofflce.'
I won't send auy card at all but I'll way
lay the fellow and knock the top of his
heud off!"
A Ttootblack* Given Points on Stocks.
A bootblack tackled a New York citizeu
in broad way not long ago, and said the
streets were slushy, almost everybody
wore overshoes, business was bad, and
asked him for a quarter to get a nights
lodging, saying, "If you'll give it to me
I'll give you a point on stocks." The citizen
trave hiiu a quarter and the bootblack said,
"Now, when you go dowu to Wall street
in the morning you buy Iron Mountaiu;
buy lots of it; it's going up." "Why do
you know anything about Iron Mountain?"
asked the man. The boy mentioned the
name of a \vell-know r n Wall street operator
and said: "I blacked his boots to-day and
while 1 was doin' it he said to a friend as
wtis w-ith him, "Iron Mountain's troin' to
boom,' says he. That's how I know it."
The man took his point to the street, bought
the stock and made 20 per cent, on his in
vestment, for iron Mountain had a boom,
sure enough.
What the Thumb Does.
Have you noticed that when you want
to take hold of anything, a bit of bread,
we will say, that it is always the thumb
who puts himself forward, and that he is
always on the one side by himself, while
the rest of the fingers are on the other ?
If the thumb is not helping nothing
stops in your hand, aud you don't kuow
what to do with it. Try, byway of ex
periment, to carry a spooa to you
mouth without putting your thumb to it,
and you will see how long it will take you
to get through a poor little plateful of broth.
The thumb is placed in such a manner
on your hand that it can face each of the
other fingers, one after another, or all to
gether as you please ; and by this we are
enabled to grasp, as if with a pair of pin
chers, all objects, whether large or an:all.
The hands owe their perfection of use
fulness to this happy arrangement, which
has been bestowed on no other animal ex
cept the monkey, man's nearest neighbor.
When one Is fagged, hungry an i de
pressed, the worst seems most proba
ble.
NO. 18.