VOL. LVI. HARTER, AUCTIONEER, RKBERSBURG. PA. J C. fePRINGER, Fashionable Barber, Next Door to JOURNAL Store, MILLHEIU, PA. gROCKERHOFF HOUSE, (Opposite Court House.) 11. BHOC.KER HOFF f Proprietor. >VU. MCKKKVXR, Manager. Go H! sample rooms on tint floor. Free bus to and lrom all trains. Special rates to jurors aud wltne-ses. Strictly First Cluts. IRVIN HOUSE, (Most Central Hotel In the Cltyj Corner MAIN and JAY Streets, Lock Haven, Pa. S. WOODS CALWKLL, Proprietor. Good Sample Rooms for Commercial Travelers on first floor. JQR. D. H. MINGLFC, Physician and Surgeon, MAIN Street, MIU.HKIM. Pa. R.JOHN F. HARTER, PRACTICAL DENTIST, Olllce In 2d story of Tomlinsou's Gro cery Store, On MAIN Street, MELI.HKIM, Pa. BW KINTFR • FASHIONABLE BOOT A SHOE MAKER Shop next door to Foote'a Store, Main St., Boow, Shoes and Gaiters made to order, and sat isfactory work guaranteed. Repairing done prompt ly aud cheaply, and in a neat style. S. R. PXAIX. H. A. MCKKK. PEALK &, McK EE, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, office opposite Court House, Bellefocte, Pa C. T. Alexander. C. M . Bower. A BOWER, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, FA. Office in Garman'S new BU'.ldlDg. JOHN B. LINN, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Allegheny Street. QLEMENT DALE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BSLLXFONTX, PA Northwest comer of Diamond, p H. HASTINGS, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Allegheny Street. 2 doors west of office formerly occupied by the late Arm of Yocum A Hastings. C. HEINLE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Practices in aU the courts of Centre County. Spec al attention to Collections. Consultations in German or English. F. REEDER, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BELLEFONTE, PA. All bus'ness promptly attended to. collection of claims a speciality. J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart. JJEAVER & GEPHART, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. omce on Alleghany Street, North of High. A. MORRISON, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. omce on Woodrlng's Block, Opposite Court flou e. Yy S. KELLER, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA r nsi'lfatlon9 in English or German. Office in . you'. Building, Allegheny Street. j OHXQ. LOVE, VTTORNEY AT LAW, V BELLEFONTE, PA 9 Office in the rooms formerly occupied by the tate w. p. Wilson. Lite pilllei! |wiL COME HO.M UKAKT. Faded and few are the Jlowera, The winds waft the leaves o'er Ihe plain; Listless and lone are the hours, Miutfe.t with sunshine and raiu. Nothing of Joy or of pleasure Cau the cold seasons Imparl, As silent 1 sigh for my treasure- Darling, couie home lo my heart The river rolls on to the o<ean. Whose breakers are ta'atiug afar; Its breast, as It throbs with emotion, Is a glass for each radiant star. Still the blue skies bend ai>ove me. But what can their bcsuijr impart When 1 have no one to love me ? Darling, come home to my heart. 1 am sick of the gloas and the glitter, The pomp and the splendor of life; The sweet is so mixed with the bluer— The happiness lost m the strife. The pleasure of fame is abating, Earth's glories like shadows depart; I am weary of watching and waiting— oh ! Darling, come home to uiy Ueart. MAGGIE AND TH E BU KG LA RS. "You are not afraid, Maggie?" "Me afraid! said Tuaggic. "I'd no fear born in lue. As for the house, it's I the strongest fastened ever I was in. You spy yourself there's no lock a burg lar could force, and I mn not the one to let tramps or the like in of my free will. God knows tho place will lie safe enough when you come back—as safe as though there was a regiment of soldiers, in it, and I'll have all bright for your new wife, Mr. Archibald." She called her master Mr. Archibald still, the oi l woman; but she was the only oue who still used his Christian name. He was an elderly man himself, and had few intimate friends, hospitali ty not being oue of his virtues. He was rich, and there was much that was valuable in the house; more ready mouey, too, than most men kept about them; but then it was ts secure as a bank vault—patent locks and burglar alarms that tirst sent a bullet into any one whe sought to enter by steal tli, and then rang a bell to wake the household were attached to every door, and a furi ous watch dog that lived on raw meat, was iu the back garden. The Van Nott mansion could have withstood a siege at a moment's notice. Mr. Van Nott was a money dealer. He had ways and meau* of aceuniul iting property which were mysterious to his neighbors and they were auspioious that the little back parlor, sacred to business had even seen suck lesser dealings as the loan of money on the gold watches, cashmere shawls and diamond* of gen teel distress. Two or three mortrages that ho had bought up had beeu rather cruelly fore closed, and he was a hard landlord aud a bad person to owe money to altogeth er. On the whole, he was disliked in the place, aud. rich as he was, would have found it to get a wife to his liking among liis neighliors of Oakham. However, having resolved to marry again—there having been a Mrs. \an Nott, who tiled years before—he hail sought out a wealthy widow of a saving disposition, who lived on a small farm, some miles from town, and having al ready disinherited her daughter for es pousing an estimable man of small means, and turned ber only son out of doors lor equally prudent reasons, was not likely to bring any trouble-some generosity into liis household, and he had offered himself to her and had been accepted. And, now, though both their econo mical souls revolted against it, custom decreed a wedding of some sort, and a honeymoon trip somewhere, and they had decided to do it as cheaply as possi ble. For this brief time. Mr. Van Nott must leave bis business and house, and it was upon the eve- of departure that he held the aliove conversation with ! his old servant, stauding with his port manteau in his hands aud regarding her gravely. "Yes, yes" he said, "I presume it is all safe enough. And I'll speak to the night watchman, and give him a dollar to take a particular look at this nouse. Well, good-bye, Maggie, make things as neat as possible ; if they look dirty my wife miy think the furuiture old, and want some new for the parlor." And Mr. Van Nott departed. "Yes," said old Maggie, "no doubt sho'll have fine, extravagant ways. Poor master ! What a pity he should marry, after all—but old fools are the worst fools. A young man of eight and for ty, too, when he has a sensible servant, sixty last January, and knows what be longs to good housekeeping. If ho wanted to marry why didn't he ask me ? I'd not have not gone galivantiug and spending. Ah, well, he'll suffer, not I. And Maggie trotted away to begin her sweeping and dusting. She said truly that there was no fear born within her, but as the night drew on she began to feel somewhat lonely, as her master's presence was strangely missed out of the great house, and there was something ghostly in the look •of liis empty chair when she peeped into his little back office. "If I was superstitious," she said to herself, "I should thiuk something dreadful was going to happen. I feel chilly up and down my back, and I keep thinking ot funerals I'll make my self a cup of tea, and see if I can get over it." And accordingly old Maggie, shut herself inio the snug kitchen, and light ing two candles drew a pot of the strongest young hyson, and putting her MILLREIM. PA., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 16,1882. feet to tho cooking stove began to fool luueli more comfortable. The old clock ticked away on the man tle, the hands pointing to half past eight. "I'm going out to bed at nine,'' siud Maggie "I've worked well to day. Muoh thanks I'll get for it, 1 doubt. Hark! what's that?" It was a sound outside tho door—a slow solemn grating of wheels. Then feet trod the pavement, and the bell rang faintly. "A carriage!" cried Mag gie. "Has he changed his mind and brought her home at once? But that can't be—he's not married yet." And taking one of the candles she trotted to the door, but not before tho bell rung ugam. "Who's that?" she cried, holding tho door slightly ajar. "A stranger," said a voice, "one who lias something very particular to say to you." "You'll h°ve to wait until to mor row," said Maggie. "Youoau t come in tonight" "My good woman," said the stranger, "you are Margaret Black?" "That's my name." "Mr. Van Nott's housekeeper for twenty years?" "Yes." "My good woman if you are attach ed to your master 1 have bod news for you." "Gracious Lord!" cried Maggie, but she did not open the door much wider— enough to thrust her head out. "Don't scare me, mister. What is it?" "The worst you cou think of," said the man. "Mr. Van Nott travelled 011 the—road, There lias been an acci dent." "Preserve us." cried Maggie, letting the door fall back, "and him 011 his way to his wedding. He's hurt badly, then?" "He's dead," said the man. "Dead, and we've brought him home." Maggie sat down in a chair and l>egan to cry. "We've done what we could," said the man. "The lady he was to marry and her friends will be down to morrow. Meanwhile my instructions are that you shall wath with him and allow no stran ger to enter the house. There are valu able things here, lam told; and Mr. Van Nott's lawyer must take possession of them, and seal them up before stran gers have access to the room. "Oh, dear, dear!" cried old Maggie, "tLttt it ithonUl ortma this. Ycfl. 1 will watch alone, I'm not afrai.il but oh, dear." Then she shrank back and let two men carry a horrible looking coffin into tlie front parlor. They came out with their hats off, aud the other man also held his in his hand. "I regret to leave you all alone in the house," ho said. "1 don't mind that," said old Maggie "but it's terrible." "Would you like mo to stay," said the man. "No," said Maggie, "I've no fear of living or dead folks. You c.iu go. Then she locked the door, went into the parlor,and putting the candle on the mantle, looked at the coffin through her tears. "He was good enough to me." she said, poor Mr. Archibald! And this comes of wanting to marry at this time of life, aud gali van ting on railroads. 1 wonder whether he is changed much. I'll take a look," and Maggie crossed tho room and lifted the lid over the face of the enclosed body. "I'll take a look she said again. "I'm not afraid of dead folks." In a minute more, Maggie dropped the lid again, and retreated, shaking from head tp foot. She had seen within the coffin a face with its eyes shut, anil with bandages aliout his head, and the ghast ly features of a clowu in a circus minus the red mouth. But it was a living face, was chalked, but not her master's, and Maggie knew at once she had been well hnnibucged— that this story of her master's death was a lie and that a burglar was within the coffin, ready to spring upon her and bind her or perhaps murder her at any moment. She could of course, open the door and try to escape; but tlie accomplices of the man were donbtless outside. It was along distance to the nearest Lohse and even if they did not kill her, the would execute their purpose aud rob the place before she returned. "Master looks natural," said Maggie! aloud, and tried to collect her thoughts. Mr. Van Nott's revolvers were in the next room, she knew, loaded, six shots in each, Maggie could use pistols. She had aimed with troublesome cats with success more than once. If she could only secure these pistols she felt safe. "Poor, dear master,'' she sobbed, aud edged toward the back room. "Poor, dear master." She lifted the desk lid. She had then) safe. She glided back to the front parlor and sat down on a chair. She turned up her sleeves and grasped a pistol in each hand aud she watched the coffin quietly In half an hour the lid stirred. A cau tious hand crept up the side. A wiry eye peeped out. It fell upon the armed figure, and closed again. "You'd beticr," said Maggie, to her self. Again the head lifted. This time Maggie sprung to her feet. "You're fixed quite handy," she said cooly. "No need of laying you out if I fire, and 1 can aim first rate, especially when 1 am afraid of ghosts, as I be now." The head bobbed down again. Mag gie reseated herself. She knew that this could not last loug. It was as she sup posed. A moment more and the ooffin was empty, and a ferocious young fel low sat on its edge, and thus addressed her: "We meant to do it all in quiet," he said "and I don't want to frighten an old woman. Just put them down." "I'm not frightened, said Maggie. "I'm coming to take them thing away from you," said the man, He advanced one stop. She took aim and he dodged, but a bullet went through his left arm and dropped by his side. Furious pain he dashed towards her. She tired again and this time wounded him in tho right shoulder. Faint, and quite helpless he staggered against tlie wall. "There! you've done it, old woman," he said. "Open the door and let me out. My game is up," "Mine isn't said old Maggie. "Get into your coffin ugain, or this time I'll shoot you through the liutrt. The burglar looked piteously at her, hut he saw no mercy in tier face, He went back to the coffin and laid down in it. BJood dripped from liis wounds, and he was growing pals. Maggie did not want to see him die before her eyes, but she dare not call aid. To leave the house before daylight would be to meet this man's friend's ami risk her own .if There was nothing for it but to play surgeon herself, nud in a little while she IIIHI stopped the blood and saved the burglar's life. More than this—she brought him a cup of tea, and fed him witli it as if he had been a baby. Noth ing however, could induce her to let him out of his coffin. About one or two o'clock they heard steps outside, and knew that the other burglars wero neai, but her stout heart never quailed. She trusted in tho bats and bolts and they did not letray her. Tho daylight found her quietly sitting beside the wounded burglar, and the milk man, bright and early was the em 1 bassador who summoned the oflieois of justice. When the bridal party returned next day the house was nest and tidy, and Maggie in her best Alpaca, told the news , in laconic fashion. "Frightened l*' she oned, In answer t<> the sympathetic ejaculation of her new mistress. Frightened!, Oh, no! Fear wasn't born in me'" 1 LltfUtitif *Ul>le*. Very little thought is usually given j to the proper positbn of windows in horse stables, aud yet a strong light which shines direct!) into the tho faces of horses has a tendency to weaken their sight. A conniou point for a window is in front of horses and con siderably higher tkan their heads. Numerous instances can be had of the injurious effects of such windows, among which is that if an officer iu tho British army, who !iad purchased a horse from a gentleman whose stable leoeiYcd all iislght * m wl n ova situat ed at the rer of the f-ta' s. The 1 o so was sound, and the officer was perfectly satisfied with his bargain; bat at the end of three months the animal became sud denly *'ground shy.'' An examination of her eyes showed that they were directed upward, an explanation of which was held by tlie fact that the windows of her owner's stable were above the head of the stall, A removal to a stable which admitted light on all sides, removed this difficulty. Another proof of our ass rtion is given In the oase of a farmer who had some fine horses which ho kept iu a stable lighted only by a small window in one side. The stable was so imperfectly lighted by this window that the door was kept open nearly all the time when work was being done. The oonsequence was that nearly all of his h >rses had eyes of unequal strength; and two of them became blind on tho side which was toward the window. e Snow Streamer*. A late paper lrom Nevada gives the fol lowing account of winter scenery in that quarter of this country. Recently snow streamers were abroad n all their glory. Last evening, however they CDuld-harply be called streamers. They were in reality an unending series of whirlwinds that chased each other along the crest ot the mountain. The spiral colutns of snow took a thousand fhapes in forming rnd vanishing. Being strongly lighted by the setting sun, the trreat surg ing columns looked like whirls of flame anil illuminaten smoke rolling up from a great tire. This brillancy was seen in places where the rays of the sun passed through the thin mitt of a single snow whirl. In places where three or four col nliih happened for a moment to fall in 'un® between the spectator aud the sun, the w hole wa3 black as the smoke from the funnel of a steamboat. Frequently seve ral of the colors of the rainbow would flash out around these dark columns, and a mo ment efter all above the peak would be dehp red, giving the top of the appearance of an active volcano. It would have been a fine opportunity for a scientist interested in the study of atmospheric currents. The motion of these snow whirls show us what is always taking place in the air at the top of the mountain, both winter and summer, and if on our mountain, doubtless on all mountains of like height. The streigbt current of the atmosphere is broken up into thousands of little whirlwinds that rise from 50 to 200 feet above the surface of the ground. An Awful Night ou the Alps. Advantage waa taken of the bright November days to make an expedition from Grindelwald, which has ended very disastrously. Most mountaineers are familiar with the Bergli hut, oue of the best of those little resting places erected to give tem porary shelter to person* going to or re turning from a climb. The huts are situated at the very gate of the formid able part of an ascent, and tlie plan adopted is to set out from the regions of civilization iu tlie evening, to arrive at the hut before darkness falls, to snatch a certa'n amount of sleep, and to start at daybreak. It is necessary to keep these huts iu repair, in order that there may be no accidents in tlie regular season; but, unfortunately, the repair of tho Bergli hut during the last few days has not l>een unattended with a disaster of a fatal and somewhat novel kind. Tempted by the fine weather, Herr Auderfuliren, an engineer from luter lakeu, set out from the village of Grin - delwald with two good guides, Egger and Kaufmann, and a porter named Sclilegal. All went well for the first part of the ascent, and the party were congratulating themselves, when sud denly in the afternoon a snow storm swept down, and rapid progress was im peded. Sclilegal, the porter, who was not a very experienced climber, fell ill when the expedition was within half an hour of the hut, and there was nothing for it but to leave the poor fellow be hind. His companions arranged to go forward and clear a path, and, having opened the hut door, they promised to return and help the porter slowly to shelter. They all but Sclilegal got over an awkward crevasse, aud when the hut was in sight Egger volunteered to return in order to give a helping hand to the man who was still faint and heavily burdened, Egger got back to the cre vasse And shouted for the sick man, but as he had not arrived so far. the guide thought it safer to return again to the hut and fetoh Kaufmaun, whose ex perience would be invaluable in a dilemma. After all this unfortunate delay night liao closed in, and the two guides naturally knew tliat it was nn jxiSHible to find the sick, or probably dying man, without some sort of lantern. There was no such thing in the Bergli hut, but happily there was found an old wine liottle. Necessity is the mother of invention, so Egger knocked tlie bot tom off the bottle, aud, stricking a cau dle into the neck, improved a fair light, safe from the wind and sufficient to dis cover the track. Kaufmann helped Egger safely over the crevasse, and then for some unaccountable reason, left his friend to find the sick porter, while he returned alone to the engineer, who was safe and sound in the hut. Kaufmann liuit uAar<Vily (jrvna Kopnn.l *-■ — u when tin* improvised lantern failed, and Egger discovered, to his dismay, that the candle was out and lie had no i matches. This was a sufficiently serious predicament, but his shout to Sclilegal was answered, and the brave fellow groped his way on his hands and knees through the snow to where the porter was still prostrate. At last tlicv met, and, sitting side by side endeavored to obtain a light from some matches the porter luckily hod with hira. Scarcely hod Sclilegal succeeded in igniting a match when the worst acci dent of all occured. Eggar alarmed his friend with the statement that in the dark he had severed an artery in his arm with the jagged end of the bottle lantern. Botli were ignorant of the elementary principles of practical surgery, and, as the guide was bleeding to death, the sick porter plucked up courage, and hurried off alone to the crevasse, hoping to arouse the attention of those in the hut. He had scaroely got far when Eggar called lnm back. The guide felt that he was dying, and implored not to be left alone. Besides, the porter could not have got over the crevasse without assistance. The predicament was heart rending. The engineer and his guide in the but were powerless to help as they had no light whatever witli them, and to have proceeded among the rocks and precipices would have been to court instant death. Ho the bleeding guide and his sick companion were left exposed in the cold and darkness, while those in the hut were kept prisoners for lack of light. With the first gleam of dawn Kaufmann and the Swiss engineer, carefully loped together, went back in search of tho missing men, and both were still alive when they were found. Egger was rapidly bleeding to death from the serious wound in the arm, and no one of the party knew how to im provise a tourniquet with u handker chief and an ice ax. Those who had been exjxiseil to the cold for so many hours were perishing, so the others stripped off their flannel shirts and gave them to their companions. After a hur ried coi saltation it was decided that the four could not get down to Grindelwald without help, so a descent was made to fetch assistance and n surgeon, the dying and sick men being still left where they had been found When a rescue party at lost arrived from the valley Egger was uead, and a'though the porter; Sclilegal, was still alive when he was taken to the vil'age, it is not ex pected that he can recover from such dreadful expos re. It is reported that the insurance on the dead guide's life cannot be paid, as tlie policies only oover the risks of the ordinary climbing season, and consequently expired in October, so that the brave fellow who volunteered on an expedition to repair a hut essential for the comfort of sum mer mountaineers must leave his widow and children unprovided for because lie happens to climb in the winter, not for pleasure, but from necessity. Few are the orators who know when to stop talking. Strong language utterly fails to bolster a weak argument. The destiny of life is developed with each day. How quick the old are forgotten by the young. No one is fatigued after the exercise 1 of forebearance, , Impatience dries the blood sooner than age or sorrow. Here's Your Mule. You could see that she was innocent and confiding by the way she held her big brown tov mule nnder her arm as she jog ged along Woodward avenue, aud no old woman's face ever wore a more satisfied look than bers did when she finally enter ed a store and placed that mule on the counter, and said: "La! sokes, but I'm nearly tucked out This is the place where 1 bought tuis mule three days before Christinas. n "Yes that toy came from our store," replied the clerk. "I gin a dollar for it; bought it for my grandson, lie's such a boy for horses and unites and wagons and whip a , and so on, that i thougnt it would tickle him 'most to death." "Yes," "But it didu't. He's the disappointed est child you ever saw. Jake to cry him self to death Sunday." "Wha' is wrong with the inuld?" Everything. In the first place my grand son wants a mule which opens his mouth and can be stuffed full of hay. This mule's jaws are set," "Yes, but " "And he wants a mule which will roll his eyes and drop his ears." "But we haven't any such rnulds." "No, 1 suppese nat, but the boy wants one just the same. This mule won't even krek." "Of course not." "And he hasu't got any harness on." "No." "Then what's the good of him? If he won't eat, nor bit, nor kick, nor roll his eyes, whats the boy going to? Ha vent you got a toy horse thai runs away aud smash es things? "No." "Nor a lion which paws and roars?" "No, ma'am " "Nor a cow which bellcrs when you tquetze on her?" "Sorry to say we haven't, "Well, I've got to trade this mule for sumthin' or other to amuse that boy. If you had a tiger which frothed at the mouth I—" "But we haven't got." "Have you a goose which flops her wimrf" "No The only toy of any account we have left is a black boy who rolls his eyes and utters a squeak when you hit him on the back." "That'll do—that's just the thiue, aud we ll trade even! ile'll putin|io-day puueh itig the black boy between the shoulders, uec up to-morrer digging out his eyes, aud next day he'll cut him up ani string him over the back yard, and by that titne his father will be home from New York with a drum, four mouth-organs and a boy's cbett of too s. Here's your muk—gimme the black m or!" The Gbitt of the Cur. A fantastic story is on its travels. It is asserted that the late Czar has reappear ed in the Kazan Cathedral, accom panied by an aid-de-camp. Why shouhl the dead Alexander Hit about in this ghostly fashion with an aid-<le-camp, when living Alexander habitually went alxnit unaccompanied? At the ministry of foreign affairs it appears to have been reported that the night guardian of the cathedral had been the first to see the august shade, A door leading to the vaults had suddenly opened, and the dead Czar issuing had walked with solemn steps and as far as a certain saint. Having knelt and kissed the feet of this saint the apparition had retired in the seme sad and eerie fashion, and vanished, first double-locking the door behind it The vision reappeared next night to all the beadles and the nigiit after that to the whole of the clergy in cluding the high priest On this last occasion it kissed the cross before making its exit In the morning the vaults were carefully examined and a large numbei of chests of dynamite dis covered. Needless to observe, it was at once decided that the "spectre" was in reality a Niliilist, who had hit upon tliU" Shaki spearean tnck in the hope of at tracting Alexander 111, to the cathedral and then blowing him to atoms. And this tale was gravely told in the draw ing-room of one of high imperial officials. The facts of the case are, however, very much more commonplace than the report. The whole aflair— ghost, Nihilist plot, and all—was a mere practical joke got up by two students with the help of a magic lantern. There was another story afloat lately, not much less absurd than the other one. The Nihilists had loosened the roof of one of the theaters, and intended some evening when the house was crowded to tilt it over on the heads of the specta tors and crush them. An Got Kicked* They stood on the porch at midnight: "Ah, sweet mine," he eighed, "lily of my soul, dewdrop of my happiness, let the intensity of our affection intensify to lutenoeness, aud let us live to love, that loving we may live in the ethereal ethereality of a passionless passion, pu rified to angelic purfication." "Rather ever, hero mine," she an swered, depositing her wealth of golden liair upon the shoulder of his six dollar ulster, "and our lives so sweetly per haps, just uow, will be joined in the su perlative certainty of conjunctive bliss, conjugated in happy wedlock." "Dear heart of mine," he rapturously exc'aimed, pressing her to his new satin necktie, "this is too tool" "And tliis is too, too!" abruptly broke in the girl's father, comiDg down in his boots, and giving the young man two kicks which landed him out in the street and separation like a pall thenceafter ward fell upon those two young lives Fence* It is, of coarse, next to impossible to do away with fences altogether. Divi sion fenees of some kind are desirable, yet thousands of miles of useless fences exist throughout the oountry, and which the thoughtful farmer should seek to re move as cir( u instances will permit. Few realize how costly a fixture the farm fence is, and it is only by the presenta tion of aggregate facts that an interest is aroused in the matter and attention se cured. Illinois is said to have ten times as much fence as the whole of Germany, and it is claimed }hat Dutchess county, New York, haa more than all France, Germany and Holland combined. A few years since, in South Carolina, the im proved land was estimated to be worth $20,000,000 while the fences at the same time had cost $16,000,000. The annual cost of replacement is at least a tenth of the first cost. A calculation made some eight years since placed the oo6t of the fenced in the United States at $1,300,- 000,000. More than forty years ago Nicholas Biddle said the fenses in Pen nsylvania had cost $100,000,000. In Ohio they have cost a still larger sum, while in New York, only a few years since, the estimated cost of the fences was $144,600,000. Some time in the fu'ure many fences now in use will dis appear, an J boundaries will be marked with fruit and shade trees or neat hedge rows. Bamboo for Oregon. The American Cousul-General at Shanghai has lately sent twenty boxes of bamboo cuttings for transplanting in Oregon. He writes to the State Deport ment that in the Chinese Empire, south of the Yang-tze. abont sixty varieties of bamboo are said to grow, although five or six furnih the principal materials used. At Foochoo and Swatow the large size grows 40 to 50 feet high and 6 or 7 inches diameter; on the Island of For mosa it is found even larger. The ban> boo serves at least five hundred differ erent purposes in China. The roots are carved into images, lantern handles, and canes, the tapering culms are used for every conceivable place where poles and ribs can be put; the leaves are work ed into thatches, umbrellas, and screen*r cut into splints the wood is woven into baskets, plaited, into awnings, and twisted into cables; the shavings stuff pillows; other parts supply cnop-sticks for eating, beds for sleeping, brooms for tVVf |'r - - —— cooking; skewers for the hair,paper for writing, rods for whipping, tables to eat on, buckets for water drawing, and the tender shoots are highly esteemed as a vegetable to be eaten. The Consul- General urges the naturalizing of the bamboo in the Soathern States and on the Pacific coast How to Shake Hands. There are only two or three people now living who can successfully shake hands. There is a good deal of hand shaking done through the country, especially at this seasou of the year, but only a very small per cent of the shakers ami shaken! know how to do it so as to get the entire amount ot exhilaration out of it. Borne giab the hand of an adyer sary in a quick, nervous manner that scares the victim nearly to death, while others slide the cold and ciammy paw at you so that you feel the same as when you drop a oold raw oyster, with vinegar on it, dov n your back. If you are shaking hands with a lady, incline the head forward with a soft and graceful yet half timid movement, like a boy climbing a barbed-wire fence with a 50- jiound watermelon. Look gently in her eyes with a kind of pleading smiles beam on her features a bright and winsome beam, say something that you have heard someone else say on similar occa sions, and in the meantime shake her hand in a subdued yet vigorous way, not as though you were trying to make a mash by pulverizing her fingers, nor yet in too conservative a manner allowing her hand to fall with a sickening thud when you let go. Care should be taken also not to hang on to the hand more than half an hour in public, as bystaud ers might make remarks. This is now considered quite outre and man damus. Ferret*. The full-grown ferret Is aoout fourteen inc'es long, and is noted for its great strengto and boldness. Ferrets are bred quite extensively in Europe for hunting rabbits, rats and mice. Though regarded us a domesticated animalt the ferret is far f oui docile, and never shows an alTect'.on for those who care for it. The natural instinct of the animal is so strong that it does not need to be trained to attack its prey, though practice improves the ani mal in its work, the chief gain being in allowing themselves to be caught. The ferret is always muzzled to prevent it from killing its prey; if this precaution is not taken, it will Buck the blood of its victim and fall into a sleep from which it will not arouse until the food is digested. When sent out muzzled, the ferret will re turn after the hunt to receive food. It runs into the burrows of the rabbits, for which animal the ferret seems to have a natural enmity, and drives the timid crea tures out, where they they are caught in nets and snares set for them. A ferret will soon rid a house of rats and mice, and it is for this reason principally that the an* mal is now bred and cared for by man. It is weak and vicious peopia who cast the blame on fate. An avaricious man can have no high opinion of Heaven. Liberty can be safe when suffrage is illuminated by eduoation. If you play with a fool at home, h? will play with you abroad. NO 7.
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