Forever. Tbs mulberry I>JUM .(mopirc ilown Hweet over the two tksl tood together. Farting there by the gslewi y brown, Still end sad in the eoft )i ly weether, He held her close for leet. long kiss : '• I will wiii for jron, dee ehe Mid, ' for* ever." No leter honr shall be falss w this ; For mine Is a love that ran alter never '' The mnltierry (lowera droop iktwn ones store Sweet over the two that atand together : ltnt not the two that atood before. Farting ead in the aoft May wealhet' For the eartli ha* ebanged ita bloom again. And the love haa changed that could alter never, But a year has ooiue and gone ainoe then " And that ia the length of a giri'a forever. (rood-11 J e. flood-bye, and vet good-bye * the winds I apeak. That linger loaf On bean> that love too well; those word* the' weak, flan (end the stions. And 'tis not weaktn a. that on soul* should dwell Their binding away; The rapt ut oua lran*j ort of a laat farewell All must obey. Right gallantly the good ship pkmgb* bar track. Through the salt sea foam, Aud fMWeaen# ia tlw fre'ghl .he carhee hark To many a home. Then sal! on. gallant ship . thy vanish 'd lowa 1 will not mouru. For r.tiling lima will aoe fulfilled the row. My iipe have sworn. xor LOST. It waa late in the afternoon of a dull autumnal day that a group of young people came chsttiug down the flight of atoue steps leading from the door of a cathedral church, in au old Atlantic seaport town. They were members of the choral society attached to the church, and they had evidently been there for rehearsal. Within, the great building yawned black and lonely, save in the gallery, where, over the organ, a gas-jet spun rays of light in the gloeni, and the sound of aoftlv subdued voices broke through the sUlinms. The visible occupants were two, a man and a maiden—yonrg, and with the cabalistic word, "lovers," gleaming aa did the mysterious handwrttiug of old on the wall, on their forehead*. Robert Field, the organist, was turning over some sheets of manuscript music with an abaorbed air, while by his side stood Heater Heathersleigh, her pretty face full of auxions interest as she watched his movements. A little clond of uneasiness wrinkled her forehead now and then as ahe saw the rent edge* of angry clouds send by the narrow slit of window, giving to tha east where the gray sea lav tossing stormilv. " Well, Robert! she ssid st last, dropping her slim hand on his shoul der. " Wall, Robert, what is it f" The musician's dark, serious face lighted a moment, glorious! v, as he turned and took the little Lands in hi*. *' I asked vou to stay, Hester, be cause I wished to pisy for you some passages from my new piece.' I shall submit it to the society at Music Hall to-morrow evening, snd I want your opinion in advance." The young girl laughed—a little, rip pling laugh of gleeful enthusiasm. "My opinion ! Why, Robert, you know beforehand what that will be.' It would be nothing but a form asking it.'i Robert raised the little hand tenderly to his lips. " I know that love makes gentle crit ics of us all," he said, wisely. " But now I want yon to forget who is the author of the melody, and to exercise Stir judgment without stint. Re mem r, too, that love is the theme ; love which, wisely or unwisely, hopes all things, believes all things, and endures all things unto tke end. And then he turned to<he organ. He played slowly at first. It was a lonely opening, full of strange, sad chords, as if a soul were waiting some where in shadow. Then, as brightness entered, the theme asserted itself. The wonderful tones climbed higher and higher, expressive of a great faith, of a fond, md triumph, and bewildering joy. On and on the chords swept; it was as if a living chain of light ran round the world. When be had finished there was silence for a moment between these two. The lingering echoes rolled back and forth till one by one they, too, es caped into stillness. Then Hester Heathersleigh stooped, snd with quiv ering lips and tear-wet eyes, reverently kissed the bowed forehead of her lover. "Oh, my darling!" ahe cried, "it is so beautiful ! lam so proud of you. Who taught you to play like that ?" A proud and satisfied smile carved Robert Field's lips as he listened. " My love for yon taoght me," he an swered. My love for you, which is so great, so all-absorbing, thst my mnsic seems to be but s poor expression of if Then lifting ber head he gazed for a moment with wistful tenderness into the rose-pink beauty of her small, sweet face. " Ton think it is a triumph then, dear ? Ah, Hester, are you sure you speak for the music itself, or only out of a tender mercy born of yonr love for me ?" An indignant light brightened the pretty violet eyes out of the drowsy languor of youth's enchanting dreams. " Tender mercy for yon," she repeat ed. Then ber voice changed. "Ah, Robert! if my love can make you write like that now, then yonr future life shall be fall of inspiration, for I shall love yon more and more the longer I know yon. I ahall love yon more and more forever." She wound her arm about his neck, and with tender, maiden sweetness kissed his forehead, and kissed his wavy hair, and kissed the thin, psie hand which lay nervelessly on the yel low organ keys. And then a stillness crept about them, a stillness more fraught with eloquent joy than any measure of golden speech could have been. While they thus stood hand in band talking the cor tain behind them parti tioning off the long gallery parted and a dark face peered through. It was a man's face, handsome but cruel in that purple gloom of gathering shadow. It was no friendly face, either, that with ita many changes of hats and jealous anger and furious despair seemed, while the lovers talked, to be playing a dark and stormy aeoompaniment to the idyl of their lore. A sudden angry burst of wind at the narrow window roused them unpleas antly to a sense of night and the nest ing storm. " Oh, the rain !" cried Heater, with s pale face. " How thoughtless 0/ us to stay, and you have that long, desolate walk over the cliffs in the dark !" " Never mind !" cried Robert, stoutly. " There are sneh light and warmth within me that I shall not heed a pass ing touch of wind and water. I will see you to your door firet, and then good night. " "My cousin Conrad promised to come for me," Heater answered. " I wonder what detains him. It is too bad for me to take you all this long way out of your route. " I like it better so," the young mmi said, gravely. "I do not like your oeuain Conrad, and I am not willing to trust you to his care. Oh, my darling !" he went on, earnestly, "if my muaic but briugs me fame and fortune I can then make you all my own, and there will be no more good-nights, no more partings in the storm for us." They pasaed down the stairs and out into the street together, unoonscious of the shadow closing upon them, nearer and blacker. At the door of Heater's home they parted with a lingering good-by. " My precious music," cried Robert, buttoning las coat closer about him. "No harm must come to that. It rep resents fame aud fortune and love and honor for thee and me, my darling," FHED. Kl'irr/, FMitornnil Proprietor. VOL. VII. Httler lifted a smell wet face U> peer tuUi tho gloo;u. " I wish yon could eUy," ehe said. " And oh, Robert, lx careful of the cliffs—the path is so lonely and danger one. I shell come early to rehearsel to-tuorrow for Ute sekc of knowing that you ere safe." " IK> ] " ho answoml. "1 shall bring yvu glad tidings. Suooees is too near for me to mi*a it uw. (tood-uight, good-night, my sweetheart J" And so etteakiug be passed from her into Uto shadow of his swatting doom. After that night oil storm tho day dawned clear and cool. At St. Pant's the Choral Society, jnst thou in ffrst flush of enthusiasm over a now oratorio, gathered early. One—Two—Throe ! tho great bells chimed tire boars and the eiugers waited impatiently for their loader. Something had detained him most likely ; ho wonld come soon ! Tha hoar struck Four and ho had not oome, and Hester Heathersleigh, with a heart heavy aa load in her Ixiaom, fell on her km es in an agony of prayer. " Oh, rnv Ood !" ahe cried, reckless of who rnigLt hear her. "He is dead. My Robert is dead ! Ho has l>cen 'oat in the cruel storm !" Home one, pitying, touched her arm. It was her cousin, Conrad Charteris ; he waa looking down at her aith a pale face—a face paler far than that which he had spied npou her yesterday from behind the gallery curtain. Her pite ous cry had touched even his stony heart. " Knsh r he whispered, " here is news from him—from Robert; come and bear what it ia." A note hat! been brought by a swift ruuning messenger, sod s shudder ran round the waiting circle of listeuers when its content* were made known. It was signed bv a leading physician nf the city, and stated that Robert Field had been picked up that morn ing at the foot of the cliffs snd taken home for dead. He was now, at the dat<- of writing, lying in an insensible condition, and it was impossible to tell what the extent of his in juries were, or if there was any hope of his ultimate recovery. A horror stricken silence followed the reading of the note, broken at last by a low, sobbing cry from Hester Heather sleigh's white lips. " I mast go to him—oh, I must go to him ! Who will take me ? You ! von !" and she caught Conrad Cbartcria by the arm. He shrank away from her with a ges ture much as if she had pierced him with a knife. His black eyes dilated horribly. •* I ? Igo with yon to see him ?" he cried. "What are you thinking oft What do you take me for ? Then noting her astonished look he made a fierce struggle for composure ; but his hands shook like withered leaves. " Why do vou wish to go to him ?" he questioned angrily. "§e would not recognize you—and it is no plaoe for yon ! Let me take you home. * She snatched up her shawl and beund it with trembling fingers about her shoulders. " I tell yon 1 shall go to him," she answered. " I was to nave been his wife and, living or dead, my place is now by bis side. You can oome with me if you like !" And she fiew down the steps. It seemed ti age to her, that short time she was on the road leading to the lonelj honre of Uobert Field's widowed mother ; cud when at last, by dint of her prayers and tears, she was suffered to approach his bedside, aha looked down on a very different Robert Field from the one with whom she had parted in such high hope the night before. The braises were chiefly about the head, the phyeieian said gravely, and even if he recovered it was doubtful if his mind would ever be sound again. Hester heard him, and with a groat sob fell on her knees by the bedside. Where now were the brilliant aspirations, the tender bopea, the gay courage and stout-hearted faith of one short day gone by ? Lost 1 lost ! Success so near to and yet to fail Triumph so nearly won, and yet to pass by on the other side. " Robert, O my Robert ! Look up ! Speak to me, or I, too, shall die ! " Ah ! bat love remained. Lore un changed and unfaltering. This then was left—the blessing of a love which believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things unto the end. The drawn white face on the pillow did not change at Heeter's cr*. but under the half-closed lids the dull eyes gleamed feebly and the slender hand outside on the ooverlet groped helpless Iv. Hester took his hand in hers and then, qnick as lightning, by some strange, subtle instinct rather than by any demonstratien of bia, ahe felt that the poor, stricken senses were trying to break through the darkness that en veloped them and make their unknown want understood. "Robert, Robert! what is it?" she cried. " What is it that yon want to make ns understand ?" The helpless movement of his lips, the helpless groping of his fingers,were enough to make one weep. Hester bent her ear to his month. " What ia it, Robert, dear ? Tell me —what is it yon want ?" The stiffened lips strove with a terri ble effort to move, and this time one word was feebly articulated: " Mnsic !" Hester looked np with a startled ex clamation : " Mnsic! He calls for his mnsic. Do van not hear ? Where ia it ? Who knows about it ? Ia it lost ?" she ques tioned eagerly. Again that terrible attempt at speech. The dull eyas opened wide, the feeble fingers clenched themselves on Hester's hand, and, with a last mad effort of ex piring desperate strength, he raised himself and shrieked: "My mnsic! Find it! Save it!" And then he fell back on his pillow like one dead. "Ton have killed him," said the physician, angrily, and at the words Heater, with a moan, dropped down in sensible. Not dead ! But when, after weeks aud months of painful illness, he faced the world again, be looked like a shadow out of the past. But bent and aged, with scarred forehead and whitened locks, the wreck of his body was not the greatest evil that had be fallen him ; for of the brilliant geniua of other days no veatige was left. Had deet of all, the miserable ghost of bis lost hopes haunted him, and in the ruined chambers of hia darkened intel lect he was forever groping, trying to gather up the myatic chords of tuneful though! which no longer vibrated to his magic touch. The lost manuscript muaic had never been recovered, aud though hia feeble mind tailed to take in the greatness of his loss, the shadow of something beautiful which was to have been, but, somehow, failed to be. lay on him, and gave hia face a wistful look, which was sadder far in ita mute enduranoe than any wail of speech could have been. Muaic was to him now something akin tothe sound of "sweet bells jingled, out of tune and harsh." One day in early spring be went to the church for the first time, leaning on Hester's arm. The old, familiar look of the place struck him forcibly and roused his dormant wits. He sat down to the organ and glided hia hands over the keys; a few jangling, discordant THE CENTRE REPORTER chord* followed, wundortng and dtecon nccled ; then his faee changed, and, with a terrible cry, he flnug his head on his arms. " Oh, Heater! toll mo what is it I have lost? Sometimes I almost reach it —it is in my mind, aoiuetlnng beauti ful which I almost gtaop, and then it elndea me and fade* away. 1 have lost it now. Heater I Heater! take me home ?" She kissed him and southed him with sweet womanly words, and when he was more composed she led him away. Soon after that they were married. In vain Hester's trieiuls threatened and opposed her. She waa quietly deter mined. " He loved me when friends and for tune smiled on him," she nnswered them. " He wonld hsve given me every great gift which the world waa ready lit bestow on htm for love of his beautiful genius, and shall I desert him now when misfortune haa overtaken him 7 Perhaps—oh, perhaps some time Ood may restore to him his lost mind." Tears tilled her lovely, soft pathetic eyes. "If I dared to hope it oh, if I but might hope for it, how willingly would I give my life to have it to." The dsv before her wedding she re ceived a visit from Conrad Gharteria. "It shall not be t" he cried ont vehemently. "Do you recoguise what vou are doing ? Why, you had lietter far die at onoe, for Robert Field is bnt little better than an idiot." "And i< he were an idiot " ret a rued Hector, bravely hiding her hurt at the brutal word*, " ereu tnen I would mar ry him. I love him, and if not oue vestige of hie glorious intellect remaiu ed I would be Hubert Field's wife, and a proud oue, too 1" " And, by God, I believe TOO would," answered Conrad, looking with a fond, mad lougiug tuto the small pale face, lifted so undauntedly to his dark gaxe. "Hester, you will drive me mad. 1 would t.> heaven that Robert Field was dead. Wh v did he not die that uight last winter ?" and he struck his hand furiously on the table in a blind frenxy of despair. " God knows it was from no lack of purpose in you that he did not die," retorted 11 *wr, spiritedly. She spoke at random, but Conrad shrank away with a white face. The idle words evidently hit him hard. They cut close and sharp as steel in their unexpected descent, and wheeling abruptly about he left her and did not seek her again. They were married quietly, and after that, in the tender security of bis mod est home, under the fund and cherish ing care of his wife, health snd strength came slowly back to the shattered frame of Robert Field. Slowly, too, out of the darkness he begun to wrench, one by one, the se crets of his prisoned mind. Old melo dies began to shape themselves under his touch, discordant and fragmentary at first, but gradually assuming sym metry and power. " Sot quite a wreck!" he would sigh, wistfully. "Some day some good genii will unlock my priaou door and set me free." In the child that was bora to them, s beautiful boy who sang sweet music in every tone of his childish voice his pride was great. He talked of him, listened to him, watched him, ami dreamed of him, predicting a future of which Bert rand was to be the perfect flower, the very golden rose of joy. Ho the years passed, and sweet fleeter Field's fair face grew heavenly beauti ful to see, with its tired look of patient waiting. God only knows how her heart failed her now at times ; or with what fierce power she wrestled with her growing doubts, and prayed for strength to help her bear this cross whose shadow fell even darker snd deeper on her young life. Had her love, then, been a sacrifice in vain? But one dsy the answer came ! Returning one afternoon from a long walk, Robert Field stopped in the hall spell bound hv the triumphant atrains of some new and beautiful melody floating through the rooms. His worn face flashed with the old light of in spired thought ; his eves dilated ; his whole form shook with a mysterious emotion. " What is it ? what is it ?" he asked of his wife, who came to meet him. " Bertrand's mnsic P* answered proud mother Hester. " He has been engaged with it a long time. He meant it to be a surprise to you." Robert Field threw np his arm with a Joyful cry. " It la mine !—mine ! My lost music! —the music I played for yon that long forgotten day ! Hark, Hester! do you not recognize it no ? Oh Ito think thst it hss slept so long and now comes back to me ao fresh and fair. This ia what I have missed ont of my life! This is my treasure which was lost to me and now is returned to me after many years. Brought back by a little child ! Our child, Hester ! Ob, thank God for that!" Rushing into the parlor he swept Bertrand from the stool, and, seating himself at the organ, with one power ful sweep of his hands over the kejrs, he summoned his God-given genius from the tomb of his youth and bade it stand resurrectionized in new life be fore him. On and on the muaic swept ; not- a note was lost; not a chord drop ped out of the splendid work. Hhout ingly, exultantly the tones leaped forth. " and their name was called Wonder ful." On ! on ! Up and up ! At last, from Rheer exhaustion, the musician dropped to the floor, and ly ing there at Hester's feet he wept tears which were no shame to him. "It is the very same !" he cried. " Bertrand has written it out note {or note, a counterpart of my own work. Is it not an awful thing to think of ! My own work, and yet his ! Who but Ood can explain it And oh, Hester ! The darkness is all gone now! Let me thank Ood for that" Then, wrapping his arms about her, Robert Field kissed his wife's pale face and kissed her tender month, ner wsvy hair, and her slim, pale faithful hands. "My wife ! my wife ! Oh, what if your love bad failed you, Hester? If, In those terrible first hours of my mis fortune, your true heart hail been one wbit less true, then I should have been lying in my grave to-day, a broken and forgotten man !" So fame and success in the later days of his life came, not nnwelcomely, to Robert Field. The world welcomed his famous piece with none the less acclaim for ita long delay, and for the strange story which accompanied it One truth only concerning that fatal night Roliert withheld—known alone to his faithful wife. But Conrad Charteria had long ago disappeared from the town, ana was seen no more among them. 80 he and Hester bnried the secret in their hearts, contented that it should be so— for Geld is his own avenger. They had been taught a wonderful les son, too, by One who, having lived on earth, knew what the full fruition of earthly life mnst be, and who gave, ere he passed sway from among men, the crowning blessing of His wisdom in a last, new commandment— Love ye one another! A " mysterious " trunk arrived in St. Louis last week. The detectives seised it, aud found in it a half dozen Lim berger cheeses. No arrests, CENTRE HALL, CENTRE CO., LA., THURSDAY, MAY 7, 1874. THE CRM SHYLY A XIA IHOX IX. TEE EXT. H KiUSlbkMisn SM*|u.te<t a Strike lu>|Mitlus. The irou manufacturing interest of Pennsylvania, says a letter from Read ing, is crippled, and over half the lead ing establishments are s lapsndad, with auother fourth getting ready to stop work. Fifty-three blast-furnaces hsve ceased production, the market ia glutted and orders are scarce, while the outlook for a revival is discouragiug. Prices have fallen, and the manufacture of rails, a most importaut branch of the trad#, has almost entirely ceased. Notwithstanding thia gloomy condition of the trade, the puddlcra and workers ate preparing for a war, and are tapidiy convincing the members of the National Union of tbc necessity for demanding an advauee of wages to the rates paid previous to the panic. A few days ago a general conference of lepreaenlativos of the United Hons of Vulcan waa held in Reading, at which the question of a strike waa diacuaaed, and the policy of the workers determined by the adop tion of the following : '• We propose to go by market price*. If irou sells at £7O to #75 per lon, the boiling priee shall be flti. 75, helpers to be paid by the heat, 4H cents. Wheu puddling la #5.73, no allowance to be received from the companies. If iron advances #5 per km, the price for boil lug shell be increased '25 cents. If there be a decrease in the prices, the puddling rates shall fall in proportion —all cues tious of differences to lie settled by arbitration, the wages to be derided by the average price of iron during each preceding month. Fay-day shall be the third Haturdav of each month." This agreement, when signed by the officials of Ike I'niusauJ lh ouupuiM, is to continue IU effect until August, 1875. The iron-master* have deter rumed nut to accede to the proposition, , and as the Union has a fall treasury and tb rnmlxn who have work art* bound to contribute to the support of thuae on a strike, a general conflict will probably grow out of the present com plications. The trouble ha* already begun by the workrrs employed in sev- I eral extensive furnaces and work* situ ated in this portion snd other part* of the Bute, demanding au increase of wage*. At Heading the hands employed at Beyfort, McMsun* A Co.'a two estab lishments, and the lteading Hardware Company's works, bsre struck, snd in s few days the disaffection is likely to be come general, lly reason of susj-enaiou of furnscea and rolling mills aa tin cause of the strike, fullv 15,(100 men are now idle throngbout the Stite. Lnnsr Investigation*. One of the moat eminent German aa tronomers, Pmf. Hansen, claims to have proved, by his investigations, that - the hemisphere of the moon, which alone is visible to as, is uotbing but s mountain range, raised twenty-niue miles sbove the err rage level of the • moon's surfsc that is, that the centre of gravity of the moon is not her geometrical centre, but twenty-nine miles on the opposite skis of that orn trc. According to this, the more solid part of the moon wonld be on the far side from the earth. anl all that we nee of her wonld be a bulging hemisphere, comparative!j much lena dense ami weighty, projecting twenty nine miles beyond the surface winch the moon ought to show to na if the denaitv were equal throughout ; and if the hemis phere on this aide, therefore, were uni form in weight and form with the hemis phere on the other aide. Prof. H. anp- I>osea, in fact, that the moon turns a sort of tower of cruaty, broken por one and therefore lighter substance to the earth, ao that we aeeonlytn exaggerated Alpine or Andes region. If thia theory be correct, the lunar atmosphere, if it exist at all. would certainly be attracted to the opposite or heavy side, and might well fail to lo sensible at an elevation of twenty-nine mile*. A Hundred Years Ago. It is one hundred years ago since the first settlement of Kentucky. In April, 1774, the terrible massacre of the Ijogan family by the Indians took place, and Daniel Boone, who hstod the Indian as much as he relished the Indian life, was longing for revenge, when s messenger came riding down the valley of the Ohio with hie steed in s foam ; a mes senger from the royal Oov. Dnumore, of Virginia, seeking one Boone, Daniel Boone, a woodman who had been in the West, to go westward to the falls of the Ohio, snd conduct surveying parties and protect them as they went. Boone started on his perilous journey on the 6th of June, 1774, reached and recon ducted the surveyors in ssfety to the settlements, the distance being *OO miles and the time two months. The Governor rewarded Boone by employ ing him on a larger scale fur settling the West. James Harrud. the founder of Harrodsburgh, built the first house in what was tiien termed the West, a log cabin raised in the forest in April, 1774. An Opinion as Is an Opinion. A highly respectable gentleman, re joicing in the aonnding name of George Edward Fitz-Augnstus, visiting the Washington Market, a few days since, thus delivered himself to a fat country man, whose stock ol vegetables he had been busily investigating " Are these good taters ? " " Yea, sir ! " reapouded the country man. " A titer," resumed George Edward Fitz-Augustus, "is inevitably bad un less it is inwariably good. Dora i H no mediocrity in de combination of a later. The exterior may appear remarkably exemplary and hoantiaomr, while the interior ia totally negative. But, air, if yon wenda the article ob your own recommendation, knowing yon to be a man ob probability in your transac tions, I, widont any fnrder circumlocu tions, takes a bushel ob dat superior wegetable !" Budding Into Womanhood. There in * touching beauty in the ra diant look of a girl jnat crowing the limit* of youth, commencing her jour ney through the checkered apace of womanhood. It ia all dow-aparkle and morning-glory to her ardent, buoyant apirit, aa abe premea forward exulting in blissful anticipations. But the with ering heat of the conflict of life creeps on ; the dew-drops exhale : the gar lands of hope, scattered and dead, strew the path ; and too often, ere noontide, the brow and sweet smile are exchanged for the weary look of one longing for the evening rest, the twilight, the night. KISSING. —HeIen Crager, an attractive voung school teacher was kissed against her will by a conductor on the Ohioago and Northwestern ltailroad. She caused him to be arrested on a charge of as sault and battery, and he wsa nned and discharged from his position. She then M ent for the railroad oompany, and has just reoovered SI,OOO damages, the Cir cuit Court of Hauk county, Wis,, rating BH H matter of law that the oompany was liable to the plaintiff for the actual damage occasioned by Ihe wrongful act of the conductor. Now let the railroad companies take warning, and employ no eondnotor of vehement oscnlatory propensities. THE. UNKNOWN DEATH, A UICTKrTIVK t STOltl. Murder hail been done in Philadel phia—or, at leaat, so it was supposed and the papers were full ef it. The journals were divided in opinion about the matter, some maintaining that it was a ease of aiutple suicide, others in clining to the belief that there had been foul play, and still others arguing in favor of death from natural though unknown cause*. Indeed, it would ap pear, at first sight, aa tf the latter were the true nuppoeitioti, and tha majority of superficial readers and thinkers who talked over the affair at home or in the street* the next day, seemed to have very little trouble in arriving at a like conclusion. All (hut u known u this : an es teemed eitiaen—a iuu of wealth and high standing -bad retired to real the night before apparently in sound health and good spirits, and at two o'clock tb followtng morning bad lu>en fonud dead in bi-d, without uu visible mark of vio Innoe upon bia person. Ilia aoa, who bad returned home from a pleeenrr party at that hour, had entered bia father's chamber to deposit the front door key there, and had made the hor rible diaeovery. Thia young man, a steady, reliable and Jevont church member and Habbath acbool teacher, had then aroused the house, and had commuuicated the ill tiding* to the ter ror-stricken family. At the coroner's inquest 1 was "pres ent, and there the sou, after repeating substantially what baa been aaid above, railed the attention of the jury to the following additional and importaut facta : that on entering the chamber he hail fonud everything undisturbed and aa usual, that the be-d-clotlm* even were not rumpled, and that the position of the deceased, as he lay, was mi natural and easy that it wae not until he had noticed the absence of the deep and regular breathing of the sleeper that he suspected, for sn instant, that any thing was wrong. 1 was not ou the Jury, but was there at the request of the family, in my official capacity of murder-detect ive, and it is needless to say that I subject ed the body ami its surroundings to the closest scrutiny. 1 could discover nothing, however, that appeared ut the leant suspicious, or to warrant a sup position of foul play. The post-mortem examination failed equally to satisfy, and developed no indications of poison in the system ; but one thing it did de velop ; and that was, that up to the time of death the internal organs of the deceased had all been in a state of healthy and vigorous action. For once in my life I was at fault, and must confess that I did not know how to proceed ; but ahll, for all the aliaenee of proof, and the seeming reg ularity of things, I felt in me a deep mistrust that murder had been done in the premise* and by no unakillful hand. Whilst 1 waa deliberating how to act, the son came over, and began a conver sation. He talked on Use ait-absorbing t que of the moment, and waa aa nervous, reetleaa, and agitated aa man o >uld be. We were walking rapidly up and down the chamber where lay the eorpue, still fresh from the searching hands of the coroner's physician, and as we paused now and then to gaxe in its pale, inanimate face, I remarked that my companion shook with a alight and well-defined tremor. I made a mental note of this, but at the same time did not attach much importance to it, as I considered it but the natural effect of the trying and painful scenes through which the (ftm so recently I>sssed, ami whose recollection waa re reshed by these momentary views of the dead. 1 did not, of course, for one moment imagine that the man at my elbow waa a patricide, but a murder de tective, from habit, ia always on tbe alert, and as I had no rlne whatever to follow in this matter, I waa merely searching for one everywhere—that was all. We continued our walk aliout the room. "Thia affair passes my comprehen sion," said I. "And mine also," said the son. I was about taking my leave when a small pieoeof rad rag on tbe fiaor, just nnder tbe edge of tbe bed, attracted wv attention, and I stooped and pioked it np. Tbe son observed my motions, and •aid : "I wonder how that got there? I have tlic rest of that t rttele in my drawer—it belong* to me !" " Do yon want the piece ?" I aaked. " Not at all." he replied ; but if yon would like to have the remainder, I will get it for yon." He left me without waiting for any reply, and ouickly returned with the rest of the handkerchief. He handed it to me and said as he did so : "I am at a loss to conjecture who conld have torn that hsmlkerohief, for 1 thought it was safe in my apartment when 1 wentont early in the evening. I pat the piece he gave roe with the other I already had, and took my leave. Onoe at home and in (he solitude of my ohnmler, I sat down at my table and, with my face buried in both bands, fell to thinking and reasoning. I thought of the saene I had just left, and conld not doubt that the verdict of the ooroncr'a inry would be " death from oanaes unknown." I thohgbt of the son and of bis torn hand kerchief, and I spread out the latter before me on the table, and fitted it to the por tion I had found wet and limp nnder the bed of the deceased. Then I took tbe wet pieoe in my fingers and felt and looked at it. It <fid net seem to have been steeped in water, and to the touch it was just in the slightest way sticky. I farther remarked that it had a very faint white tinge in spots, as if some kind of foam had recently been lipon it. Jnst at tiist iiistaut I caught sight of a paragraph in a daily paper lying in front of me, and mechanically read it The paragraph was as follows : " A ghastly scientific discovery is re ported from Turin, where Professor Caaturini, the celebrated oculist, has fonnd away of killing animala by forc ing air into* their eyea a few seconds, snd almost without causing pain. Ex periments were recently made at the Royal Veterinary School, and it is Mid that they have fully proved the truth of the Professor's invention. Within the space of a few minutes four rabbits, three dogs and a goat were killed in this manner. The most remarkable fact is that the operation leaves Absolutely no outward trace." I started up instantly after having read this, and began rapidly to walk the room. I was flushed and agitated. Perhaps I had the key to the mystery I was searching to solve t "Gracious!" I thonght, "if this paragraph be true, might not the meth od of destruction be applied aa fatally to man as to the inferior animals t" I hurriedly returned to the house of death and rang the bell. The son answered the summons in person. He looked not a little surprised at my sudden return. " What is the matter ?" he demanded. " Nothing," said I—l was quite 000 l and collected by this time—" I merely wish to make another examination of the chamber of the deceased." He led me to it at once. I again scruUmasd tha body, thia iota paying morn attention to the face and head of the deed man. There was absolutely nothing to be seen there that I hail not seen lief ore. I then pressed open the mouth slightly with my finger*, and, aa 1 did so, felt, or fattened I fell, the same alight sticki uesn 1 hail detected op the limp piece of haudkerohief. I looked into the mouth, and nearly trembled for joy to eec (here the clearly defined white tinge ol dried foam ! For a moment I could hardly contain myself, aud my heart beat so loudly that 1 waa almost afraid my oompanion would hear it and grow alarmed. However, I did control ntyeelf, and as soon as I could trust my voice, said : " 1* there no way by which this house might be entered exoept by the first alofyf "Oh, yea," returned the eon, aa com posedly as ever, " there ia e door in my apartment opening oa an ohl, unosed portico, but that has been locked and doable-1 toiled all win tor." l'hia observation was just what I wanted, for it pointed out to me away to obtain a view of this man's private room, and that, too, without exciting the least suspicion. " Will you let me see that door 7" I asked. "With the greatest pleasure," Mid he ; " 1 have already examined it my self, and found it aa secure as of old— but perhaps your more experienced eye tnay detect some sign there that has escaped me." I followed him, and witbont the slightest hesitation he led me to his bed-chamber. There was the door fastened aa he had aaid, aud I made a show of looking at it—but that was not what fasci nated me and nvited my attention et once t The walla were full of shelves, and the shelves were crowded with philo sophical instrument* t 1 left the portico door finally, and aa I waa going, carelessly remarked: " You seem to take an interest in sci ence t" '• Why, res," said he, smiling, "1 do, and I (fatter myself that few men here or elsewhere bare a larger or better col lection of apparatus than I have." I had touched him on his particular vsmtv, and knew now that I might search unmolested, sad not only that, but with his own proper aid, for the instrument of death. I turned beck, aa 1 spoke, and picked op s pamphlet from the study- table in the oentre of the room. The book was written in tne Italian language. I have some Flight knowledge of the tongue of modern opera, end I read on the Mile fiage that the work wee one on the various modes of the destruction of an its si h/e, and that it was by Oas turini. And Caatorini was the name of the Professor spoken of in the newspeper paragraph. I felt tliet I was working on the right track. 1 laid down the volume and gradually turned the conversation to the subject of pneumatics, in the course of which 1 asked if my companion bad Csatnrini's air-pnmp. ' He told me no, but that he had his air- syringe. 1 asked to look at it For the first time the son turned on me a hurried glance of alarm. But I managed to appear as if I sus pected nothing as if nothing more dargerons than lore of science actuated me in my investigations. And my companion was satisfied; for be at on on produced the air-syringe. It was a strange instrument; in shape it was like an ordinary syringe, such us is daily employed in medicine, only larger, perhaps iwice as large as any of that kind I bail ever seen. It was mounted on a stand of polished walnut, like an eleetnc machine, and, indeed, looked like one—the! is. e cyindrtoal one. It was furnished with a crank, by which it was worked, and had two large, fuunel-shapcd mouthpieces. These latter were not stationary, but could be moved—brought nearer to gether or more widely separated, aa circumstances required. This, then, was the instrument of death, and it performed its dread work silently and surely, and left no external trace. I touched it with a feeling akin to horror, and aaked : " Has this no other use than to de prive animals of life ?** " None," was the smiling response. " Can yon operate it V " Better than any I ever met" I was standing facing this mao M he made this boast.. I laid my hand on his shoulder. He started and seemed not to know what to make of my conduct. " Tonr crime is discovered, air 1" •aid I, sternly. "Ton are a patricide, and I arrest yon for the murder of the man who liae in the other chamber !" His faee turned fairly purple with rage snd fear, and then grew inky black. He sat down in the ohair without a word. Bis courage, and above all things, his incompar.iole audacity, had alto gether abandoned him at this terrible crisis! I spoke to him again and again sev eral timea, but oould get no answer. Then I rang the bell and aent for tbe horoner's physician. Ho came, looked at the man still ait ting on the chair. s|>eechloM and black in the face, and shook his head. " This man has lost his reason!" were his fearful worda, " What has caused it ?" I told him, and showed him Oastn riui'a air syringe. We took our prisoner into custody and conveyed him, in a eloae carriage, to the police station. The ride somewhat restored him, bat he was still altogether overwhelmed and crushed. We left him in a cell and went our varions ways. In the morning I was the first to call to ace him. The officer in charge told me he had ! been up the greater part of the night, > and was than sleeping. 1 waited half an hour, and then, in company with the doctor, who had by that time arrived, went to the oell. The man was there on the bed, lying in his shirt and pantaloons, with his face downward, and motionless. The doctor touchr4 him—he was , cold and stiff. The parricide was dead. By his sido lay a paper, crashed and rumpled, as if in his last sgonies he had endeavored to tear it up. I took it and read, written in lead pencil, the following: " The shrewdness of the detective has been too much for me. It was night when I did it, and I fancied the means pnt it beyond reach of discovery. I was mistaken, and I pay the penalty of that mistake freely now. That doctor is a shrewd practitioner. A man does not counterfeit madness with him with im punity. Had he been aa wise in hia way as the detective was in bin, the law would not have been cheated of its Firey. I had my reasons for the deed, nlly as potont aa those I have for this." Here followed the signature of the suicide, traoed in s fall, bold hand. 1 turned to the physician and the offi- Tormii: OQ.OO a Yar,in Advance. oer who were with me, and had reed the letter over my shouhlsr. I must oonfeee that I think my face allowed triumph—triumph at having succeeded in tracking and taking a criminal so adroit and calculating—and possibly I had soma good ground fur being elated. I did not ask the family of the mur dered man for i reward, bnt I earned away the air syringe, and I have it to this dsy. I hsve made repeated expert men fa with it ainoe it came in my pos session, and each succeeding one but eouviaaea me the more of lie deadly and dangerous character. 'I here is soother thing I meet aay before I close, and that ia thia : I have solved the mystery of that limp piece of handkerchief I found on the aay I undertook the investigation of the affair I have just been speaking of : it waa employed by the murderer to repress and keep hack the alight foam that al ways flies from the mouth of the sub ject whenever submitted to the action of the syringe. I look beck upon thia adventure BOW aa one of the most important events in my eareer, and I take pride in telling it over and over again. It shows what science is connected with the detection of crime, and it also shows from what a slight link a massive chain of conclu sive evidence may be forwed. I aay I look back to it with pride, and I can only hope that an intelligent public will hear and approve my recital- the story of the UNKSOH DEATH. The Isrtruu. The Moravian Church, says an ex change, ru drat established in thia country by a colony ol the "United Brethren " from Herrohut, in Saxony. Thia oolony wont te Georgia in 1785, but being oppoaed to bearing arms against the Spaniards in Florida, with whom five years after war waa declared, they removed to Naaaretb, on the Dela ware Biver, and in 1741, having pur chaaed five hundred serve on the Lehigh River, commenced the settlement, to which at Christmas of that year Count Zinaendorf gave the name of Bethlehem. It became a great centre of mi—ion ary enterprise among the German set tlers and Indiana. With the latter the Moravians were very anoceaafal, but the various wars and the action of un scrupulous whites at I—t pot an end to the good work in Pennsylvania, the same influences have done ever sines in other parts of oar country. The Moravian religion is a simple form of Christianity. It originated in the appearance of some persecuted Waldenaes (exiles from Piedmont) in Bohemia and Moravia, a. n. 11711 From that time till the establishment of the chnrch in America, the Moravians were subject to the persecutions of the Roman Catholics. The scrvioe of the Moravian Church is impreesiTo, accompanied by much singing, and the occasional addition of string and wind instruments te the organ accompaniment The oongrwge tn< rise* in praver. The funeral cere monies are peculiar. When a Moravian dies the trombone-playera give funeral march— and bvmna from the church steeple. By the music the initiated can tell if the drceaaed be male or fe male, old or young, etc. At the grave yard, after service* in the church, the trombones head the funeral procession, playing, and accompany the singers in tbe'servie— at the grave. On Raster morning special services •re held at daybreak in the gravc-yard, at which the trombones assist. Thee* instruments also announce from the steeple the lovefeast*. of which there arc tom for the brothers, lb# single sisters, the children, etc., and others to which ell ere invited. At each times the old church kitchen is in requisition, end bane end hot coffee diftribnted, with appropriate service*. The Iximnth o# Bethlehem ie plree antly situated on the Lehigh at it* junction with the Moooeacy, a small but picturesque stream which rises in the Bine Ridge. There is mueh that is quaint and in teresting in the old boil ding* and in stitutions of the Moravian*. altboogh the flavor of exelnstveness baa passed sway, and the march of improvement is gradually destroying the antique. Churches of various denominations lift their spires above the embowered streets and houses, where forty years ago only Moravian doctrine was allow ed. The establishment of the Beth lehem Iron Works, the Lehigh Uni versity, the Zinc Works, and of the de pots of three railroads, baa materially interfered with the former exduaive neas of the sect, while sdding immense ly to the prosperity and resources of the borough. The dialect called Pennsylvania Dotch is still in common use. There are many people living in the neighbor ing farming distrusts whose parents were born in this country, but who can not spesk English. These American descendants of the early Moravian set tlers maintain the charming simplicity of manners by which their ancestors were marked in the Old World. They are temperate, virtuous, sod industri ous. T<> visit their village is like going into a new world, whoss inhabitants are totally different from ourselves in manners and customs; bat they can hardlv be expected to maintain this Arcadian simplicity. Household Economy. It is astonishing to see bow well a man mav live on a small income who has a "liaodv and indnstrious wife. Horn* men live and make a far better appears ace ou six or eight dollars a week than others do on fifteen or eigh teen dollars. The man does his part well, but his wife is good-for nothing. She will even upbraid her husband for not living iu as good style as his neigh bor, while the fault is entirely her own. His neighbor hss a nest, capable and indnstrious wife, and that make* the difference. His wife, on the other hand, is a whirlpool, into which a great many silver cups might be thrown, and the appearance of the water would remain unchanged. It is only an insult for such a woman to talk to her husband about love and devotion. Advertiaing Lotteries, Marat Hal stead, editor of The C¥w cinnati Commercial, waa arrested on e warrant sworn out by Thoraaa Proctor charging him with publishing in 7M Cknnmervial an advertisement of the grand gift concert of Leavenworth, Kan sas, thereby violating the laws of theHtnte of Ohio. It should oe remembered that i tbe statutes of many of the States make it an indictable offense for a newspaper publisher to insert an advertisement for a lottery. In this ease the oom plaint is supposed to have been made bv persons connected with the Louis ville Library Lottery, The Commercial having published what it termed "an exposition of a swindle." MEAT Bieccrr.—A new fcata of bis cuit for troops was used in the Russian campaign againat Khiva with very sat isfactory results. Thia was composed of one-third rye flour, one-third beef reduced to powder, and one-third of Kulverixed sauerkraut. Great relish >r the food and excellent health of those who used it were characteristic of the Russian soldiers throughout tbe campaign. NO, 18, A Saccharine Family. There was a " oeudy-palUng" at Mr. Gorilla's residence the oth evening. There were some forty people present, and they mode e jolly occasion ol it Every one in attendance waa pleaaad with the cardial welcome end aaaidooua attention given by Mr. and Mtn. Go rilla. And indeed that worthy oouple did show a thorough appreciation. Mrs. Gorilla may perhaps have winood a little when some facetious member of the party threw a two-pound hunk of the candy on the stovepipe end roar ed to tea it trickle down, *n<i Mr. Ooville may have looked thoughtful a aaaaaamt on discovering a pan of dripping moles aea on the keyboard of the piano, bnt they entered into the amuaenuHit with hearty good will, and when the geeats departed at 2A. it was with the an ' auimooaly • zpraaaed aonviattou that no body ever hod a batter time, and that the Gorillas were the aweetoet people of their acquaintance. In another and leaa agreeable sense they certainly were. When the visitors were gone, the Oovillea took a glanoe over their j parlor, niched audibly, pat out the ' lights, and went to bad. With the unrelenting light of day up on the rooms, the Oovillea appeared to the beet advantage ea a very sweet family. Mr. Covine went downstairs j tn bis stocking-feet, and se soon as he struck the hall, he commenced to abed yarn. Reaching, the parlor, finally, with the chords in the back of his leg* aching irom the exertion they were anb- | jected to. he immediately collapsed in to a chair and smote his forehead in ab- ; jaet despair. Than were yellow streaks on the stovepipe, end dark stains on tiie keyboard of the piano, and suborn clots on tha carpet, choirs, and wall. They were e light-hearted and joyous people were those candy-pollen. There 1 wasn't on article Mr. OoriUe touched against but that he had to tear himself ' away from. He found treeele in hi* boots when ha attempted to draw them on, and it seemed at one time as if be would have to cut bis leg off at the knee to get free of them again. And when ha rose up, the chair come np with him —that is, Mime pert way up—and then dropped off in an unexpected manner and rapped him severely on a very sore beeL There 'was a sheet of paper on . the chair, and glued rather tightly to ; it, but with enough melancholy candy ; on its upper surface to take e mil tight er hold of Mr. OoviUe's panto, and to j hang there even after its ally had drop ped to the fioor. And it being part of s programme of a panorama, and that ( part containing tha principal announce ment in very large type, Mrs. Con He, who had now made her appearance, and waa trying desperately to free her stock- I ing foot from an extra large gob of the trouble on the door-eill, woe astonished and horrified beyond measure to be- , hold her ha abend dancing about the room in a very eestecy of rage, end ad rertiaing in s very conspicuous manner • Views of the Holy Land." ••Why, Hasekioh OotiHer she screamed: " what on earth are you do ing with that thing on your pants ?" "An outraged heaven only knows what I am doing or going to do I" cried the miserable man, clutching at the panorama bill and bringing away a handful of it. "I never oee such a house es this," he protested, with tears i in his eyes, " since the day I was born. It is as' good ea two hundred dollars' damage. 1 d butts my brain out against . the wall," said he glaring around gloomily, "if I could find a plane clean enough "to doit." ••I wouldn't be sueh hogs if I were ' some people, / know I" exclaimed the unhappy woman, and sinking on a chair she burst into a fit of passionate weep ing, while Mr. Ooville renewed bis ago nised danoe, Mid burled the moot dread ful imprecations at society. Bat this was not nil the trouble. Die-1 figured walls, a ruined carpet, and ; spoiled furniture were bed enough, but the crowning evil of the occasion, the very pinuacle of the family's despair,, was Master Ooville. Sueh a spectacle as that j-oung gentleman presented when he appeared was never before seen in any family, we are certain. There waa randy in his ear, and in his eve winker*, and down kia beck, end ia his pockets, and on his clothes, and there was candy in the inside of his jacket sleeves, and so much af it, that he could not, trying his beet, get that; garment only part way on. And as for ' his hair, no pee can describe it, end e steam-plow wouldn't attack it It woe just simply matted with oaady. Hod he plunged headlong into a hogshead of the molten article, hia aroninm would not have been more thoroughly smear ed with it Where on earth the boy could have been, and how he ever got such quantities over him. no one could toll. Tun mind of ordinary burinee* t espscitv, it would have been s very difficult matter to decide which should be aeved—the boy or the moieneea. Mr. Ooville no sooner aw him than he cheeked e mouthful of invectives with a suddenness that made him gasp, end , dropping into a chair, fall to staring at the struggling and besmeared youth with all ais might. Mrs. Ooville, with I greater presence of mind, went for him ! at once, and taking him by his sound . ear, shook him till be rattled like a pop-. per of com. All efforts to get a oomb j into his hair were unavailable; and ' made drejieroto by its resistance, the disgusted parents clipped it off—the ; father sitting on the struggling lege, ; end holding with the grip of a vice the struggling arms, while the operation waa performing. With his hair thus , cut. toe miserable boy waa nearly driven • to the verge of despair, bnt finds some consolation in feeling of an iron bolt 1 which he constantly carries iu his ! pocket, and which he designs driving i at the first favorable opportunity, against the tkull of e certain insurance agent who woe at the party. Kejal Proponing, Nicholas, the Emperor of Russia, won his bride in a singular way : yet it bad a spioe of gallantry in it Daring a visit to the K ing of Prussia, one day, while at dinner, the emperor rolled up a ring in a piece of broad, and, hand ing it to tha Princess Royal, said to her, in a subdued voioe, "If you will aooept my hand, pnt this ring on your finger." This is the imperial way of " popping the question." She took no time to deliberate, bnt suffered htr heart to speak the truth at onoe, and their happy nuptials were soon con summated. The royal way is illustrated by the instanoe of Queen Victoria's proposal to the man of her ohoioe, Prince Al bert " The prince had been out hunting early with his brother on that day, bnt returned at twelve, '-.-d half an hour afterward obeyed the av. >en's summons to her room, where hi to ind her alone. After a few minutes' conversation on other subjects, the queen told him whv she had sent for him; and we can well understand any little hesitation and delioaoy she may have felt in doing so, for the queen's position, making it im perative that any proposal of marriage should come first from her, must neces sarily appear a painful one to those who, deriving their ideas on this sub ject from the practice of private life, are wont to look upon it as the privilege and hsppineas of a woman to have her hand sought in marriage, instead of having to offer it herself."— Aft moira of the Prince Contort. -TT- T „ Aptto Ittmsst. Whan May miwhl4 Mw, followed Dm buoy bee Uram ■■ k Dowa paths that tw avert viih parfum* Tb* (son c4oii#r IMH|M Mr Vm ma tn thawe-hanS torn*: It mtif an Hw ode* of a far. Prow Km knli of • *M mp !•- A in* that no thrill <4 tetania*, Had earad la U Itf* to prrtact, AH twtrtod and •UtnUd and bacrou, Tha orphan of oatea's negftMl That, lana in tha lavish £ri"* baanty, Hot* an); ana btonMainf spray . Hat thai tu ito daltoaU ttnttof, Tha btoaaaw Pi toakad for sßrity * Tha soul of tlia uraa to MajpftMß Hod Utrillsd la tha paantoa of tpt.ng, And gtran ftaolf to its aaetHr- Cophatm'a "Ta" to tha tfcg.- Ho told im th. gray-boarded pafrtar, And shows* ma DM htaoah thai ha faroha. j All glowing and sweat on Ms epWrt I Tha wtiila that ha draanlljr apoha. Itmf f Interest. The ladies will be pleased to halp a ! fallow out of a " light" pt**- Tha laat harbinger of soring istha fraotara of an Illinois W• ** ■ . A oaw Mormon temple b being built i at Hi Ooorga. Brighom Young's winter 1 Low# ! A poor ban packed hoabsmd declared 1 that the longer be lived, the more bo I waa " wmittae." The growing demand for three-moat ad aoboouera is because no mm mm : serve two mooter*. Bo always t liberty to do good; never make business en excuse to "* dine tha offiere of humanity. Ia some localities ia Denmark a mte U not allowed to drive a white and • blank horse together, se it ia a sign of ill look. The " demon of daflncas" bega o*r Peoria, and, according toe local paper, i "he hold# tha engine* down and smoth er* the Home of industry." Hood, on being abown a portrait of himself very unlike the grind, mU i hat the artist hod perpetrated n false- Hood. A fig orchard at Mormon Wood. Haorameeto county, California, oontaln* 1,000 bearing trees of tha white Smyrna variety. There are still some people living in the mountains of Kentucky who have never seen a grain of tea or coffee in their lives. A batter factory, which, according to a local paper, " will pump four hiuidred eows," ia about to be established in lowa. Our young ladies ore toe sweetest and moat truthful in the world ; at least there are none other who are so rand (tied. A fellow who was cent to Jsfl in Ohio for sheep stealing, said to the Justice, ••Well, I and Became and Tkhboree eon stand it." The guarantee fund of §300,000 of the Boston Peace Jubilee hoe ell been used up, and probably §50,000 w f "3 lriUnot satisfy tbedreitaoda toot hn e a show of legiiimaey. The following ia given as the new mode of peering, down East, " I court. Court is sVerbsctive, indacetive mood, pre* eat tease, and agrees with all the girls in the neighborhood. Milwaukee thought she hod e COM wherein e young girl died of a broken heart, but it turned out that her coreet strings were too tight, end one stroke of a jack-knife revived her. Seeing an allegorical picture of a port on an eagle's bock. Prentice remarked that be did not believe it was a custom of poets to ride aa eagles, although he hod met many a one " © a fork." The latest use of the bribing ehromo | is in Decatur. Ind., where a saloon keeper has oflered one of these beauti ful art treasures to the man who gu ' alee toe most at his bar during toe ' mouth. For contraction of tha hoof you ore recommended to have the hart of yon* horse so pared that tha frogs may ; have due bearing on the ground aid turn htm on a soft pasture as aoon m possible. Mot many men forget the wash-dais of their bovhood, whew a fond mother, i with pereottad and soapy fingem, but toned their ooUora for them. Its im pression upon the heart and nose is ' didn't drew anything in ; the Louisville lottery will now swear , off forever, and in about six weeks will be hunting after tickets and getting reedy to be swindled again in another scheme of toe seme kind. lew storting man of sense, who thinks more of hm mind toon his body, need never leer competing withe dandy. The latter, wtoae tool ia fixed upon a showy exterior, ia sure in the raee of life to prove nothing but an outsider. A boy who had been taught that time ia money appeared at the bank the other day, and remarked that he I bad had an hour given bun, and be would like to spend a quarter of an ! hour, and would take toe change for the other three-quarter*. Bishop Whelon of Wert Virginia ad visee Bom an Catholics to abandon the use end sale of liquor. He eava that the word of God does not really fortnd the traffic when used with modification and with reason, bat these condition* are seldom complied with. The Doilg Herald of Duluth ia dead. Weekly rece.pto, §9O j weekly expendi tures, §BO. As the Philadelphia Ledger might say : JktUf Urrald, thou hast left ua And thy loss w> daeply M : Bet esoM fool will Mart eootoar— We ton sH our ao*row has! Diphtheria, scarlet fever, measles, and kindred diseases are largely m dneed by the poisonous exhalations which oome from our uncleaned streets. When a thaw com memoes, the atmos phere is charged with unwholesome vapors, and in general the tender chil dren are the sufferer*. One of the chubby close of four-year old Handsv-aohool scholar*, when talked to by his "teacher about the sinsi and frail ties of the body, was otAed" Well, mv son, what have you besides this sin ful body ?" Quick as thought the little fellow responded : '• A eleeo shirt ukd a nice new pair of breeches." Nothing teaches petieece Uks * gar den. You mar go round and watch the opening bud from day to day, but it takes its own tin*, aid you cannot urge it on fester then it wilL If forced, it only torn to pieoes. All the beat results of a garden, like those of life, are slow but regularly progressive. Since the death of Aali Pasha, in the latter part of 1871, there have been six grand rimers in suooessien in Turkey. The present one, Hussein Ayric Paslia, is said to be the best general officer in the Ottoman service. Ha was Minister of War under the last Administration, end instituted the reform in the army. " Nothing," said an impatient hus bond, " reminds me so much of Balaam and his ass as two women stopping in ohuroh and obstructing the way to in dulge in their everlasting talk. "But you forget, my dear," returned the wife, meekly, " that it wee the angel who stopped the wey, and Balaam and his aaa who complained of it" A new method f preparing coffee is becoming popular in France. After roasting, the ooffee is ground to a very fine flour, which is then slightly moist ened, mixed with twioe its weight of powdered sugar, and pressed into tab lets. Ooffee prepare*! ft this manner is claimed, pound for pound, to be sus ceptible of far more complete utilisa tion. i "-j ■ la 1805 there was but one anin this country who oould make drawings for cotton machinery. HU name WM Og den, and he was abducted from Liver ptnil to Providence, R. L, in those day a i great offense. When it was discovered in Manchester his wife ana children were turned out. of employment, and came on the parish, but were soon sent to Amelias
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