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VOL. 58.
PEBBLES.
•'What are the pebbles, old Father Time,
Thou'rt throwing in the river,
Thy river that tiows without a tide
For ever and for ever T"
"Pebbles ?" said Time—"yes, pebbles they are
Empires, kingdoms, thrones,
Heroes, and poets whose fame was wide
As the circle of the zones.
I cast them all in my rolling flood
That sparkles in the sun;
A little splash In the mighty stream—
A bubble, and all is done!"
THE BACHELOR'S ILLS.
As the Bachelor rises up in the morn,
He feeleth weary and sad:
And at breakfast tie finds the bread Is state,
And the butter is shockingly bad.
His coffee is cold, and his brau new boots
Have not been dusted or brushed—
And he rises up, while his pallid cheek
With anger and pain is flushed.
He then goeth out and comforts himself
By taking a social lunch;
And he thinks of his coming dinner—when
lie shall dine off steaks and punch.
But, as he enters, he knows by the smoke,
That cometh from out of the window,
That his steak,by the hands of the verdant cook
Is burnt, a his! to a cinder.
He sits him down, but he cannot eat,
For he with rage Is inspired;
And he tugs at the bell, until, at last,
His arms are weary and tired.
But no one comes, for the landlady takes
Great care to be out of the way—
Especially whenever she thinks
Her lodger has something to say.
Roaring with passion, he taketh his leave,
To spend out the rest of the day;
But supper time comes, and home he goes,
Grumbling the whole of the way.
He sits down to tea, but fate has ordained
That no tea, will, alas! pour out;
For a host of leaves to his utter dismay,
Have fixed themselves iu the spout.
Poor fellow! no longer his paius and ills
Shall we in derision trace;
But we tell old bach'lors how to diaw
A moral from such a case.
A moral to draw as simple and plain,
As If old JSsop had shown it;
Get a snug little house, my bachelor friend.
And a snug little wife of your own in't.
A RIDE FOR LIFE.
It was a beautiful midsummer after'
noon. The sun was shining brightly
upon one of the large plains of Texas,
dotted here and there by settler's hous
es, and the glittering waters of the Rio
Grande.
Riding up the dti3ty brown road at a
slow pace was an army officer upon a
large sorrel thoroughbred, which seem
ed ever impatient to move rapidly on
ward.
The rider was a young man with a
handsome sun-browned face. He bad
bright gray eyes, a light moustache bid
bis well-cut lips, and a wealth of dark
brown curly hair clustered arouud his
head.
As he was passing a wayside house,
the owner came out and hailed him :
"Colonel, hold a minute."
The young officer turned his horse,
and rode up to the man.
"Colonel," said the man, "that
Mexican band of thieves crossed the
river this morning, and they intend
mischief."
4 'Yes," said the colonel, "those
Mexican raiders are the plague of the
country. Have you seen the rascals ?"
"Yes ; I met them this morning,
when they crossed the river, and they
told me they intended to kill the Thom
son family before they go back ; so I
concluded to tell you. I thought you
might waru Thomson to get out of the
way."
'•Why, what have they against
Thomson ?"
"Ob, you know Tnomson chased two
of them away when they were trying
to steal his horse. They have boasted
that they intend to kill every man, wo
man and child in the family.
"When do they intend to do it ?"
"As they come back. They have
gone down in the valley ; but, fiom
what they saiu, I think they will be
back in two hours or so."
"As soon as that ?" said the colonel,
"then I will not have time to ride to
camp for troops."
"No ; and they mav be back in an
hour ; no telling."
♦•Well if they &;ay be back so soon,
I'd better be going if I wish to save the
family. Good-day."
"Good day," said the man, as the
colonel's horse bounded at a rapid pace
up the road.
Thomson's house was about a mile
and a half distant. Reaching it, the
colonel rode hastily up to the door and
knocked.
"Hallo, Colonel Charlie," said the
good-hearted farmer, "come in and
have a drink of milk, and cool youself.
It is a mighty hot day."
"No, I thank you ; that band of
Mexican cut-throats have crossed the
rlyer again, and"—
"Have they ?" exclaimed the settler,
wiping the sweat from his brow.
"Yes ; aud they have threatened to
murder you and your family."
"And I have no mercy to expect
from them. That thief I hurt for at
tempting to steal one of my horses was
one of their gang, and I suppose they
are thirsting for revenge."
"Yes, Thomson," said the colonel,
MILLHEIM, PA. THURSDAY, JUNE 19. 1884.
"the best thing for you to do is to leave
here as soon ns possible, and go to
camp."
The settler hastened away to alarm
those within.
The family consisted of Thomson,
wife, brother and two children—a boy
and a girl. The boy was about a
years of age, and the girl was six.
After quickly hitching a pair of hor
ses to the wagon, it wa9 soon loaded,
the colonel working as industriously as
any. The children were put in it, and
Thomson's brother-in-law drove away,
leaving the rest to fill the remaining
wagon.
The man had driven but a short dis
tance when the little girl begau to cry
for her doll.
"Oh, never mind your doll, I'll buy
you another," said her uucle.
4 -Oh, please let me go back and get
my doll," cried the child. "I'll go
straight to mamma."
She cried and begged so 'hard, that
at last her uncle put her out and told
her to hurry straight to her mother.
Going back she entered the house
unobserved, and sitting down on the
floor soon fell asleep.
It was some time after the wagon
had started that the other one was
ready. They therefore had traveled
nearly two miles before overtaking it.
Then the mother, putting her head out
of the wagon, called to her boy :
"Where is your sister V"
"She is with you," said the boy.
"Isn't she with you?" cried Mrs.
Thomson to her brother.
"No ; she is in your wagon."
"Oh, lieayen 1" cried the motheri
"my child is left behind."
For a moment all were silent, gazing
in each other's faces, till Thomson
said :
"I fear I could not get back before
the bandits would be there. That dust
in the distance, I suppose, is caused by
the band. Perhaps they may not in
jure the child."
"But," cried the mother, frantically,
"they have sworn to kill every man,
woman and child iu the house. If
they should spare her, they would car
ry her off into slavery, which would
be even worse. Oh, my child, my
child !"
"I know not what to do," exclaimed
the bewildered father.
"There is but one thing that can be
done." said the young officer. I'll ride
back, and rescue her if it be in my
power."
"God bles3 you, colonel, God bless
you 1 May heaven reward you I" ex
claimed the mother, her eyes filling
with tears as she saw the noble young
fellow turn bis horse and galloped
down the road.
The colonel galloped on till he reach
ed the settler's house. Then riding a
round to the back he looked iu through
the open window. There lay the child
upon the floor asleep, grasping her doll.
"Oh, Colonel Charlie, where's my
mamma V" cried the child when he a
wakened her.
"Your mother has goae away ; but
I haye come to take you to her. Now,
come to the window, and I will lift
you on the horse. Be quick !"
Lifting her up beforo him, he clasp
ed her firmly about the waist and turn
ing his horse's head, plunged up the
road.
He could plainly distinguish the
bandits now as they were moving to
wards the house.
He had ridden about half a mile
when the Mexican band got sight of
him. They immediately changed
their course, not directly toward hira,
but so as to intercept hira about mid
way between the settler's homo and
camp.
The colonel understood their move
ment, and knew they had a shorter
distance to ride. For a moment he
hesitated and looked bick, but in that
instant he decided to move forward,for
he saw seyeral stragglers of the band
had already reached the house.
"My horse is faster than any of
theirs," he muttered, "and that is my
only hope. Now, Hero," said he to
the thoroughbred as he patted the
horse's arched neck, "you haye a hard
ride before you. Now, do your level
best, old boy."
The horse seemed to understand for
ho pricked up his ears, and shook his
head as if eager for the race.
"Now, my little girl, put your arms
about me, aud hold on tight. You are
not afraid, are you ?"
"No ; not with you," she replied, as
she looked up in the young fellow's
handsome face.
The next moment the thoroughbred
was flying at a rapid rate. The ban -
dits saw it, and with a wild yell urged
their horses at full speed.
Rapidly they shortened the distance
between them until they were not
more than a mile and a half apart. The
colonel saw it was a critical moment.
He glanced toward the camp ; he saw
the wagons had already arrived, and
the soldiers were but in front of the
A PAPER FOR TILE lIOME CIRCLE.
tents eagerly watching the race.
He grasped the little girl's waist till
lie hurt her, then bracing himself firm
ly in the stirrups, he gave a wild yell
at the horse. The animal sprang into
the air, and the next moment it was
Hying over the plains at such a rate
that one misstep would have been fa
tal.
Each moment they caine closer to
gether ; the colonel was gaining rapid
ly on them, but he had a much longer
distance to ride.
The excitement among the soldiers
in front of the tents grow intense as
each moment brought tliera closer and
closer. A deathlike sileuce fell upon
tlie men as the critical moment drew
near.
"He is lost," said one of the sol
diers.
"Ye 9, it is all oyer with him," re
peated another.
A tear stood in many an eye ; for
the colonel was a favorite with them
all.
"Look ! look," cried seyeral of the
men.
Yes, look I When the bandits were
almost upon him, the horse suddenly
gave a splendid burst of speed worthy
of his blood. Was he running or fly
ing t lie was down to his work at
last.
The next moment both patties leap
ed into the hollow that lay between
them and the camp, and were lost to
view.
Silently the soldiers watched the hol
low. They knew it was now a ques
tion of life and death, and eagetly, al
most breathlessly, they watched the re
sult.
The next moment the colonel came
full in view from the hollow. A low
cheer almost involuntarily burst from
the men ; but it soon subsided, for it
was now the paramount moment. He
was passing the Mexicans at about sev
enty yards. They raissd their guns
and fired.
Did he reel or fall ? No ; he wa 3
still brmly seated in the saddle.
A loud cheer broke from the soldiers,
that rang far over the plains. The
band gave chase ; but rapidly he wid
ened the distance between them.
"The colonel's safe," cried the men.
But he was not.
He was rapidly approaching a growth
of willows near a pool of water, when
suddenly a mounted Mexican, armed
with a revolver, sprang from behind
him. It looked as if he had escaped
one danger but to fall into another.
He had no chance to defend himself.
One arm was about the girl, with the
other he had to grasp the bridle ; and
even if he could use it, he could not get
at his revolver. If he laid the child
on the ground, before he-could defend
himself and get her again the bandits
would be upon him. So lie concluded
to press onward.
The villain rushed to ward hira, ex
claiming as he raised the pistol and
took aim :
"AZ fin ee canta la gloria ," (boast not
till the victory is won).
At that moment there was a low re
port, scarcely audible for the distance,
and the Mexican reeled in his saddle
and fell to the earth.
The colonel looked ahead of him,and
there, fully half a mile away, stood a
tall Kentuckian grasping a riflo which
he had just discharged.
The colonel pushed on, aud as he
passed the soldier, the latter said :
44 1 rather guess I fetched him, colo
nel."
"Yes : it was a splendid shot. Go
into camp. You will be a coporal
when you get there."
"A corporal,"muttered the tall Ken
tuckian. "Mighty lucky shot, that.
Didn't expect to be a corporal for a
year yet."
In a few moments more the colonel
plunged into camp amid a wild yell of
cheers and a discharge from the bat
tery, which rolled over the plains and
across the river into Mexico, announ
cing that the colonel had won the race.
Let the Child be Joyful.
A child's mirth is easily aroused.
How still is the house when the little
ones are all fast asleep and their patter
ing feet are silent. llovv easily the fun
of a child bubbles forth. Take eyen
those poor,prematurely aged little ones
bred in the gutter, crampled iu un
healthy homes, and illused, it may be,
by drunken parents, and you find tho
child-nature is not all crushed out of
them. They are children still, albeit
they look so haggard and wan. Try to
excite their mirthfulness, and ere long
a laugh rings out as wild and free as if
there was no such thing as sorrow in
the world. Let the little ones laugh,
then—too soon, alas I they will find
cause to weep. Do not try to silence
them, but let their gleetulness ring out
a gladsome peal, reminding us of the
days when we, too, could laugh with
out a sigh.
Mrs. Langtry loyes our gold dollars
so well that she has had a set of two
dozen dress buttons made out of them.
A Lioness at Bay.
In parts of Africa—in Abyssinia,at
at least—there are certain famous
hunters called aygajeerx, who attack
elephants with sword alone,hamstring
ing them, and that both on horse-back
and 011 foot. 1 iiad been out with a
party of aygajeerx, and we had cross
ed a river, one ot these treacherous,
sPent masses of water that sweeps
everything steadily before it.
We had passed through an opening
in the belt of a jungle on the hanks,
and entered on a plain interspersed
with clumps of brush, when suddenly
we perceived, at about two hundred
yards distant,a magnificent lion,whose
shaggy mane gave him a colossal ap
pearance, as he stalked quietly along
the flat, sandy ground, toward the
place of his daily retreat.The ayyajeerx
whispered il El ass id" [the lion], and
instinctively the sword flashed from
their sheaths. In an instant the hors
es were at full speed sweeping on the
'evel ground.
The lion had not observed us, hut
on hearing the sound of hoofs he halt
ed, raised his head, regarding us for a
moment with wonder, as we rapidly
decreased our distance,when, thinking
retreat advisable he hounded off, fol
lowed by the excited hunters, as hard
as the horses could be pressed.
Having obtained a good start, the
ayyajeerx had gained upon him, and
kept up the pace until they arrived
within about eighty yards of the lion,
who, although he appeared to fly easi
ly along like a cat, did not equal the
speed of the horses. In about five
minutes the hunters had run the lion
straight across the plain, through sev
eral open strips of mimosa, and just
as they were within a few yards of
him, he sprang down a precipitous ra
vine, and disappeared in the thick
thorns.
In the expectation of "potting a
lion," I had caused the carcass of a
buffalo, which I had shot on the pro
ceeding day, to he deposited near a
huge bowlder in the centre of this
grass ; and, when I came to examine
the place where it had been left, noth
ing remained—not even a bone—
while the ground was much trampled,
and the trails of lions were upon the
grass; hut the body of the buffalo had
been dragged into the thorny jungle.
I was determined, if possible,to get
a shot; therefore, I followed carefully
the track left by the carcass, which
had formed a path in the withered
grass.
Unfortunately, the lions had drag
ged the buffalo down-wind; therefore,
I came to the conclusion that my only
chance would be to make a long cir
cuit, and to creep up-wind through
the thorns until I should be advised
by my nose of the position of the car
cass, which would be by this time in
a state of putrefaction, and the lions
would most probably be with the
body.
Accordingly, I struck off to my left,
and continuing straight forward for
some hundred yards, I again struck
the reedy grass and came around to
the wind. Success depended upon ex
treme caution; therefore,l advised my
men to keep close behind me with
spare rifles.
Softly and with difficulty I crept
forward, followed closely by my men,
through the high withered grass, with
nerves strung to the full pitch, and
the finger on the trigger, ready for
any emergency.
Presently, a puff of wind brought
to my nose tho unmistakable odor of
decomposing flesh. For a moment I
halted, and,looking round to my men,
made a sign that we were near the
carcass, and that they were to be
ready with th e rifles.
Fully prepared for a quick shot, I
crept steadily on.
A tremendous roar in tho dense
grass within a few feet of me suddenly
made my heart's blood leap backward,
and almost at the same instant a lion
ess sprang out of the earth within
half a dozen yards of me.
Another tremendous roar, and,wag
ging her tail fiercely, she made ready
for a spring.
My men, instead of preserving si
lence and coolness, commenced to
howl and shake their fists at her, while
the two who bore the rifles deliberate
ly took to their heels, leaving me face
to face with my terrible foe.
I fixed my eyes upon here,watching
her every motion with a fascination
Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance.
that words fail to describe. I brought
my rifle to my shoulder, and awaited
her spring. Even now I wonder at
my own coolness ; and yet my blood
was boiling;and my heart beating like
a steam hammer.
With another awful roar she sprang
at me.
I fired.
My shot told, and she fell dead at
my very feet. Why I did not send
the contents of my other barrel into
one of the cowardly natives is a mys
tery to me.
A Cool Beggar.
Some beggars have a vulnerable
point left somewhere in them, or a cer
tain limit of impudence that stops
them a little short of a3tual insult ;
but with the fellaheen Arabs begging is
a constitutional passion or hereditary
trait, rendering them as innocent of all
sense of the proprieties of time and
place and mutual relation as their skins
are of soap and water. Do them a
kindness, and they expect you to pay
them for giving you the opportunity,
like Dickens' Ilerold Shinpole,the com
placent "dead beat," who prided him
self on being a cause of benevolence to
other men. A well known traveler in
Egypt gives several illustrations of this
travesty gratitude,of which the follow
ing is one :
It is useless to resist the impression
that this demand for bucksneesh (mon
ey) is instinctive in the Arab charac
ter. It is the first word the children
utter. Ic is the last on the lips of the
lips of the dying man, if the vision of a
foreigner crosses his failing sight.
Doctor Abbot youehes for the fact that
tie attended an Arab in a long and se
vere sickness,and cured him. When the
man was well he called on the doctor,
as the worthy physician supposed for
the purpose of expressing bis gratitude
for visits that had been made twice a
day for a mouth. That he had noth
ing but gratitude to give, the doctor
well knew.
"I am well," said the man.
"Yes—l am glad to see it—you are
well."
"I am well," repeated the Arab.
"Yes, so I see ; thank God for it,"
said the doctor.
"Yes—but—isn't there anything
more ? You see I am well."
"Certainly, I see you are well ; and
you have had a hard time of it. Go to
work now, aud keep well."
"But isn't there anything more ?"
4 'More, more—what more ?"
"Bucksheesh V"
"For what V"
"For the experience you've had in
curing me."
"I had cured him for nothing, and
paid for his medicines, and the dog
came to me for buck3heesh," said the
doctor. Nor was this a solitary in
stance in his practice.
Bob Burdette on Clothes.
Don't judge a mau by his clothes.
Can you tell what a circus is going to
be like, by looking at the Italian sunset
pictures on the fence ? Do you value a
turkey for its plumage ? Aud isn't the
skin of mink the most, and, indeed,the
only valuable part about him ? There
are men fair to look upon, who wander
up and down this country, and sit in
the coolest places on the hotel piazzas,
who aro arrayed in fine linens and car
dinary socks, and hold their hand over
their scarf-pin when they want to see
the moonlight, who, unassisted and un
prompted, do not possess the discretion
to come in when it rains, and don't
know enough to punch a hole in the
snow with au umbrella—new,soft snow
at that, without any crust on it. Now
then, son, before you are as old as Me
thuselah, you will meet a man who
wears a hat that is worth twice as
much as the head it coyers. On the
other hand, don't fall into the error of
believing that all the goodness, and
honesty, and intelligence in the world
goes about in shreds and patches. We
liaye seen a tramp dressed in more rags
than you could rake out of the family
rag-bag, and more dirt and hair on him
than would suffice to protect a horse,
who would step up to the front door
and demand three kinds of cakes, half
a pie, and then steal everything mov
able in the yard, kill the dog, stuff up
the pump with sand, tramp on the pan
sy bed and girdle the cherry trees be
cause he couldn't carry them away.
Good clothes or bad are neyer an infall
ible index to the man that is in them.
A boy, aged ten years and a half,died
in Washington, D. C., after long suffer
ing from a swelling of the abdomen,
| which defined diagnosis. The small
intestine contained twenty large plumb
stones, a copper cent, a nickel, a tooth,
• two buttons, and other foreign substan
ces. The liver was enlarged.
Singeing, instead of cutting the hair,
is said to seal up the ends and preyent
graying.
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HUMOROUS.
Mirabeau said of a man who was ex
ceedingly fat, that God created bim on
ly to show to what extent the human
skin would stretch without breaking.
'lt is a solemn thing to get married,'
said Aunt Betty. 'Yes, but a good
deal solemner not to be, 1 replied her
daughter, who was just turning forty.
'My horse,if you please, 1 said the
wife. 'My money bought that horse.*
'Yes, madam,' replied the husband,
bowing, 'and your money bought me. *
'You want a flogging—that*s what
you want,' said a parent to an unruly
son. 'I know it, dad, but I'll try to
get along without,' said the independ
ent hopeful.
'Well, you'll own she's got a pretty
foot, won't you ?' 'Yes, I'll grant you
that, but then it never made half as
much of an impression on ine as the
old man's.'
'Did you ever know such a mechani
cal genius as my son?' said an old lady.
'He has made a fiddle out of his own
head, and has wood enough for anoth
er.'
'Boy,' said an ill-tempered old fellow
to a noisy lad, 'what arc you hollerin'
for when I am going by V 'Humph,'
returned the boy, 'what are you going
by for when I am hollerin' ?'
'James, now I will hear your lessou,'
said a schoomaster to a little urchin,
who was not in the habit of studying
much. 'Guetli not, thir; daddy thaith
little boys should be theen and not
heard.'
'Pray, Mrs. Zabraska, why do you
whip your children so often ?' *La, Mr.
Worthy,l do it for their enlightenmeut.
I never whipped one of them in m? life
that he didn't acknowledge that it
made bim smart.'
'So you are going to keep a school,'
said a young lady to an old maiden
aunt. ' Well, for my part, sooner than
that I would marry a widower with
nine children.' 'I prefer that myself,
but where is the widower V
'How are you getting along since
your marriage V asked one friend of a
notner. 'Not very well,' was the reply.
'When she gave me her haud a little
oyer a year ago it filled me with delight;
but when she gives it to me now it
dosen'L delight me in the least.'
A thick-headed squire, being worsted
by Snyder Smith in an argument, took
his revenge by exclaiming, 4 lf I had a
son who was an idiot, by Jove I'd make
him a parson 1' 'Very probable,' replied
Sir Snyder, 'but I see your father was
of a different mind.'
4 1 stand,' said a western stump ora
tor, 'on the broad platform of the prin
ciples of '9B, and palsied be my arm if
I desert 'urn !' ' You stand on nothing
of the kind,' said a little shoemaker in
the crowd ; 4 you stand in my boots,that
you neyer paid me for, and I wan't the
money I'
A lady being in want of a dyer, was
referred to an excellent workman, and
something of a wag in his line.The lady
called and asked : 4 Are yon the dying
man ?' 4 No, ma'am, I'm a living man,
but I'll dye for you,' promptly replied
the man of many colors,* putting the
emphasis where it was needed.
Squibbs came home the other night
rather tighter than usual, and on tak
ing out his night-key to unlock the
door, felt around in vain for a place in
which to enter it. At length, exausted
and discouraged, he st ggered back in
despair, exclaiming, 4 By golly, it's no
use; somelody has stoleu the key-hole!'
It does not follow th at a minister
should never smile because his pro
fession is a serious one. Some of the
most convivial of men have been
clergymen. Robert Hale was one of
this class, and on a certain occasion
he properly rebuked a brother of the
cloth who reproved him for his levity.
"There is no difference between you
and me," he said; "while I have my
nonsense in the parlor you have yours
in the pulpit."
4 1 should like to have you raise a
club,said a seven by nine book canvass
er to a daughter of Erin, as he stood
on the front step trying to talk her to
death on the subject of the Extinction
of the Tribes of the Seventh Century.'
4 I will,' said Biddy, as she reached a
round behind the door, 4 but bad luck to
your picture if you'll linger around
here when I get it raised.' He didn't
linger.
As some lady visitors were going
through a penitentiary under the escort
of the superintendent, they came to a
room in which three women were sew
ing. 4 Dear me 1' oqe - t of the visitors
whispered, 'what vicious looking creat
ures ? Pray, what are they here for ?'
'Because they have no other home; this
is our sitting room, and they are my
wife and two daughters,'blandly an
swered the superintendent.
Dates were first affixed to grants and
assignments in 1290. Before that tim<
land was transferred by undated deeds