The Pome! " Xh* comet' he i* on hi* war. And Hinging a* he (lie* ; The *hit!*.:ig planet* shrink before Tlie epeoltc of the skies. All. well may regal otbe hntu Hue, And satellite* turn p.ile ' Ten million cubic mi < of head. Ten billion league* of tail \ " On. on hv wliialling spheres of light Jlo tit*lie* and he tlamc* ; He turn* not to tho left or right. He a*k* them not their n vino* And what would happen to the laud, And how would look the sea. If in Uie liearded devil'* path Our earth ehould ehaiuv to 1* Still Thinking. I'm tlunkmg of the time. Kate, When cutting hy thy aide. And Nhelling bean*. 1 gaged on thee. And felt a wondrous pride. In silence leaned we o'er the (van. And neither spoke a word. Hut the rattling of the bean*. Kate, Was all the eound we heard. The auburn curl* bung down, Kate, Aud kissed thy lily cheek. Thy azure eye* half filled sUi tear*. lw>poke a sjarit meek. To l>e eo charmed a* 1 waa then, Never before occurred. Whan the rattling of the bean*. Kate, Was ail the round are heard. WHO RORRFD AARON DYKE! One Saturday morning the following advertisement "appeared in the liright Haven Wcrtljf linrst : Wilm IV,Mt!'lU!ll. V -T ■ | ■ > y y AULTVMIR UD\T*. Of the many eyes that saw tins little paragraph, one bright pair t>elcnged to Aaron Dyke, a tall, afhelctic boy of fifteen. If you could have looked at him as he held the newspaper in his hand, I think you would have pro nounced his face a striking one. Its usnal sail and stern expression -so un natural te one of his age -was gone, and his features were handsome and luminous with hope. " Wanted immediately—a strong, active boy." He read the words over and over. Surely there was a ehanee for him, or there would be if—and then elond took the plaee of sunshine again. Aaron Dyke's smile changed to' a defi ant frown. " What's the use of my trying to get a situation ?" he said to himself, bit terly. " Mr. Ronan won't t*kc me. Everybody says I'm the worst !ey in the village, and no matter how hard I try. I can never make any thiug." Dyke flung down the paper, and stood for some minutes gloomily re flecting. Then, as if impelled by some desperate resolution, he turned and walked rapidly down the village street. In fifteen minutes he had reached Mr. Ronan's store. "Is Mr. Ronan in ?" he inquired of the clerk. " No, he has just gone over to his house for something." And thither Aaron immediately followed. ,Aaron found the merchant at home, showing some dress-patterns to his wife and children. " Did you wish to see me ?" said he, kindly. " Yes, sir. lam Aaron Dyke. I no ticed yonr advertisement for a boy, and I thought perhaps I could suit you." " Have you ever worked in a store ?" inquired Mr. Ronan. " No, sir, I know nothing about it, bnt I am sore I could soon learn." " Are you willing to work hard ?" " Yes, sir ; I expect to work hard. I am used to that," answered Aaron, promptly. " What have you been doing ?" " I've been on a farm for a little over a year—till—till lately." " Ah, whose farm did yon work on ?" Aaron looked embarrassed. He col ored and hesitated, bnt finally an swered, "Simon I'tnkham's, sir," and then he began to say something else, but stopped. On tne whole, his appearance im pressed Mr. Rrnan favorably. " I think you will nswer my purpose," said the merehs.. , " but I cannot say decidedly that I will take you. I will find out and let you know by this even ing or Monday noon. I will leave a line at the Post-office for you." Very soon after the boy's departure Jasper Newland called. He was a cousin of Mrs. Ronan, and lived a mile or so out of the center of the town. " Do yon know anything of a boy named Aaron Dyke ?" asked Mr. Ronau during their conversation. " Yes, I know him. He's one of the worst boys anywhere about," said Mr. Xewland. "I am sorry to hear that I was thinking of hiring him for a store boy. What has he done ?" "0, a little of 'most everything. I can't exaety tell what, only he has a very bad name. The universal voice is against his. He's a ' black sheep,' and yon'd better not have him round your store. Taint safe." " The boy is bright and good-look ing, Jasper," interposed Mrs. Iton.in, gentiy. " Yes, he looks well enough, and knows enough, but I guess all that is said against him is pretty trne," replied Mr. Newl&nd. "He lived with Simon Pinkham awhile, and be had him np before Justice Clark for stealing. Al exander don't want any such boy to work for him." "Certainly not," answered Mr. Ro nau ; "but I am really surprised to bear so ill of him. I was much pleased with his appearance." " He wanted to work in my shop, but I wouldn't have him if he would give me his work," said Mr. Newlacd, emphatically. After tea Mr. Ronan and his two daughters, Alice and Rowena, rode over to Wellington, a neighboring town, and on their return stopped to water the horse at an old-fashioned farm-house welL A white-haired old man came ou of the house, bringing a pail. " Thank von, kindly," said the merchant, and he filled the pail out of the old oaken bucket, and carried the water to his thirsty horse. " Don't know as I can call you by name," the old man said. " My name is Ronan—Alexander Ro- Dan. I have only been in town abont two months. I keep store now in Waldo's Block." "Ah ? Wal, I'm Simon Pinkham. You've heard of Simon Pinkham, may be?" "O, yes. By the way, lam told yon had a boy named Aaron Dyke living with yon last year. What sort of a boy j is he?" " Wei," drawled ont old Simon, "he haint got no father nor mother, and I ra-ly don't want to say nothin' ag'in him - " "He wants to come into my store, and if yon know any ilh of him, it's right that I should bear it," said Mr. i Bo nan. " Wal, I call him a leetle sly and slippery. I lost fifty dollars when he was here. We coulJn't prove it ag'in him, and I can't 6ay for sartin that be stole it; but there's some bad blood about bim. He is some way related to Joe Wilson, who shot John Gibson. I don't know bow far off, or how near; and his mother was a French, and ; them Frenchis arc pretty poor trash. I Simon, my son, owns the place, not I. Aaron worked for him, not me " Mr. Ronan, how do you do? Glad to see you," said Simon Pinkham, Jr., coming up and shaking that gentleman cordially by the hand. " Haven't seen you since we were jarvmen together at Wellington, three years ago." " 1 am happy to meet you," said Mr. Ronan. " The court tried some pretty tough cases that winte. " After a little further conversation, Mr. Ronan took his departure. The result of this chance interview with the two Piukhams was a determination in Mr. Ronan's mind not to employ Aaron Dyke. That lama evening a letter, bearing the boy'e addreu was left in the pest-effice, and in an hour after it KKKD. Kl'llTZ, Kditor uiul 1 Vc VOL. Ml. was p'aeed in his hands. With a flushed face he tore it open and read : AAKON D\KK I have concluded not tti receive yon iuto my store. Truly vottrs, A. lioNAW. It was as he had feared. Hts eue nnea had seen Mr. Romui, aud that short, almost rude, dismissal t>f his hopes was the last effect of their preju dice. Crushing the letter in his hand, he walked awav alone into the tnght. Three mouths passed. It was the fourteenth birthday of Alice llouan, a pretty maiden, without a care, and bright sml happy us the singing bird*. It was also the aixteeuth birthday of Aaron Dvkc. Alice "had gone out for a ramble ahme, ami wandered a long distance from home. Coming to the edge of s small glen, she suddenly met a little withered old woman in a failed dress and a red hoed. Her eyes had an un easy, glittering lo< k, ami her features were sharp and hawk-like. " Good-morniug, young lady," said she, briskly. Alice was a little startle,!, but she re turned the queer old woman's greeting, and added that it was "a very tine dav." " Yea, and von arc a very fine-looking young '.ass.- "What's your name ?" •• Alice Ronan, ma'am," replied the girl, timidly. " A'onon the old woman fiercely, " 1 know that name, and I hntf it! So you're Alexouder Rouau's daughter !* I thought so !" And with one hand she seized Alice by the arm, and, planting herself in front of her, shook a clenched fist IU her face. "Alexander Ronan!—and people call him a go<kl man ! Didn't he help siind my James to prison and to death ? May every curse that the Lord can send light upon him !" "Let me go, O, please let me go !" pleaded Alice loudly, shrinking back iu terror, and beginning to cry. " Martha, let that girl aloue !" called out a struug Toice in the distance, and in a moment Aaron Dyke appeared, hurrviug to the spot. " Don't be frightened, miss, she wont hurt you," said be to Alice. " Martha, what do you mean by scaring her so? Don't yon see she's as white as a sheet ? It's a shame for you to act so ! She's done vou no harm !" " Rut her father has, and she's his own child," answered the woman, still keeping her eyes fixed savagely upon Alice. " She't not to blame for that. I say let go of her ! You shall !" said Aaron, determinedly. " Why, Martha, I never saw yon act so savage. You are always so kind and good; now let her go," half coaxing and half commanding. At that the strange old woman released Alice, and went off swwling. "0, how frightened I was !" exclaim ed Alice, the minute she was out of sight. " I did not know but she meant to kill me." Aaron smiled. " I can't think what should have thrown her in such a frenzy. She is usually so mild and kind," said he. " Who is she. and where does she live ?" inquired Alice. "She lives in that little brown honse by the bridge. Iter name is Martha Cann." " Is she crazv ?" " No, not exactly crazy, I think, yet sb) is very strange sometimes. I saw her once fly into a passion with Mr. Pinkliam when I lived there. She seems to owe him some grudge. Rut she is very good to me. I help her sometimes when I can get no other work, and she often gives me food and shelter. Indeed, she is the best friend I've got." " Yon must be pretty poorly supplied with friends, if she is your best," langhed Alice. "That is too true," said Aaron, sor rowful 1 v. " D*ar me," exclaimed Alice, "how shall I ever get home ? I've got to go right by where that old witch lives 1" "Yon can go round by the mill, but it's a little further, and partly through woods. If it would make you feel any safer, I'll go with you." "O, thank you 1 Will jou ? l"ou are so kind 1" The road by the mill was a cool and pleasant one. Aaron and Alice walked side by side for several minutes in si lence. Then Aaron said : " Your father promised me that I should hare a situation. Why did he refuse to employ me ?" questioned Aaron, resolutely. "Why—you see you see—father thought he wouldn't," answered Alice, knowing what to sav. "Well, I know the reason why he wouldn't hire me. I've such a bad name, and he heard such dreadful things about me. that he was afraid of me. Isn't that it ?" " Yes—l suppose so," hesitatingly. " And it's so all the time. I want to work, and no one will hire me. Every body bates me and tries to ruin me. Well, I'm off next wot*. I shan't trouble the folks in this town any more 1" said Aaron, angrily. " Where are you going ?" " Anywhere. I neither know nor care, so that I get out of this place." " And do people really tell false stories about yon ?" asked Alice, in a tone of pity. " Just abont one-tenth is true, and the rest is the blackest lie," said Aaron, fiercely. " I did do a little wrong. When I lived with Deacon Phillips I made a few dollars by a trick. It wasn't exactly honest, and it wasn't ex actly dishonest. I know it wasn't right, snd 1 wouldn't do it again ; bnt 1 was poor. Tlie deacon only gave mo my board, and I wanted some money. After I'd done it he told of mo all over town, and the next year I couldn't got a decent place, and I had to go to Si mon Pinkham's. While I was there the old man lost fifty dollars, and he thought I stole it; but I don't know uo more where his money went to th&a he did himself." " What a shame to accuse yon BO !" exclaimed Alice, indignantly. " Old Simon ia forgetful and child ish. I think he laid it down nome where, and forgot where he put it. Once he left hia watch on the haymow, and if Peter hadn't found It, he would have thought I stole that, too," said Aaron. " And this iB all you have done ?" replied Alice, reflectively. There was an awkward silence, and then Aaron said, blushing, " So, not quite all. Last Fourth of July I got partly intoxicated, and did and said what I never should have done if I'd ] been sober. And this is all. I shonldn't have said a word about it, only I know you have heard BO much worse an ac count of me. How folks can treat a poor fellow so,and not let him have any chance, jußt because his father and mother are dead and he can't help him self, is more than I can tell." * When Alice told her parents her ad venture with the " old witch," and how Aaron had befriended her, and the fierce words the woman had let fall about Mr. Ronau as one who had help ed send her son to bis death, they were very much astonished. - "Did you ever see Martha Cann, father ?" inquired Alice. "I do not remember her," said Mr. Ronan. " There was a man tried for murder before the Criminal Court in Wellington, while Mr. Piakertcn and X THE CENTRE REPORTER were jurtrmm. Ho was (omul guilty ami was aonteuocd to the State l'naou, and rttiallv died tliew. Hut Itta name wasu't 'Oann.' It was Wtlauu. Tuat may have laxu only a feigned uatue, though. Alice repeated her converaatiou with Aaron Dyke. " 1 don't believe he ta half as bail as they try to make him out," she said, emphatically, "ami he really wants works, father. Can't you help hitu ?" "Certainly, if lie is anxious to do well, I will do all 1 oau for him," said Mr. Hon an. A few hours later another letter found its way into Aaron Dyke's hands. It ran as follows • "AAKON DYKK: If yon are still in need of work, ami will try and do well. 1 will take you into uiy store. If your con duct proves satisfactory, you shall have fair play ami permanent employment. "Truly yours. A. ROMAN." That letter proved the turning-point of a lite, lu ail probability it saved a friendless boy from becoming a bad man. Months rolled away, aud Aaron Dyke oontiuu- d steady and diligent, and so won his employer's confidence by his good understanding and attention to the interests of his busiue*s, that the mer chant began to regard him as his most useful assistant. Two years from the time my story ( opens, Mr. Rouan, with his wife and Alice, went to New York to spend a week. On the third night of their abneiise, 11 iweua, the second daughter, was startled from her slumbers about mid uight by a strange lussiug sound and stealthy steps directly under her open window. She sprang up and listened. Tiie air was still and sultry, and she could have caught tne slightest move ment, but now nothing an usual seem<-J to be stirring. She waited several min utes, and hearing nothing but the sing ing of insects in the leaves and grass, she lay down again and was soon sound asleep. Morning came, and Rowena finding that no one else in the house had leeu disturbed, tried to persuade herself that her alarm was only fancy or a bail dream. Rut she did not quite succeed in dismissing it from her mind. As night came on again she K rt ' w nt> '* vous and timorous. At the fall of twilight Aaron Dyke dropped in for a few minutes on his way to the store. " Well, how do yon get along without your father, and mother, and Alice?" he inquired. *'O nicely,'said Rowena. "Willis a goed little bov, and Itridget is very steady and faithful. It's a little lone some, though—and—only last night I heard something right under my win dow, or thought I heard something, that has made me nervous ever since." And she related to Aaron the story of her little fright. "It may be I was dreaming," she concluded, but the more 1 think of it the more I think 1 wasn't. There's some mystery about it, and I can't get over it." " Didn't you hear the noise but once ?" asked Aaron. " No. I listened a good while, but all was still." " I gno&M 'twas a dog or cat," said Aaron, laughing. •' No, it wasn't," answered Rowena, decidedly; " qpUs "ud dogs don't make steps like what I heard. was some person here for no good, I be lieve. Honest persons dou't go into private yards at midnight and skulk along under windows." Failing to reason away her suspicion, and perceiving that she dreaded the coming night, Aaron finally offered to stay at the house, and be on hand if anything happened. " I'll get John McColleg to sleep in the store," said he, "and I'll come over here as soon as I shnt up." " 1 wish yon woald," replied Itowena. A little after nine Aaron came from the store. He put no faith in the girl's fears, but was willing enough to do a kind turn ; and as he knew little abont fear himself, and was large and stroug, he was a very proper person to keep guard. Being shown to his room for the nfght he went to bed and was soon asleep. Itowena went the rounds of the house with Bridget, and secured every thing as well as she could, after which she shut herself in her chaml>er. Hlie felt wakefnl and anxious, and wheu she tried to rest, her pillow seemed to barn under her head. She heard the clock strike ten, eleven, twelve, and then she arose and slipped on her wrap per and sat down Wy the window to watch. She had waited there perhaps a quarter of an hour, wheu a dark ob ject in the garden by the grape-arbor fixed her attention. It wan perfectly motionless, and Itowena ooulct not dis tinctly make out its shape, but she was snre it did uot belong there. It was not a horse or a cow, for she had heard no noise, and such a creature in the garden would be sure to be feed ing. It hardly resembled a man, for it was too short and too thick. Itowena watched and wondered till presently the figure moved and went crouching along the garden wall to the small barn in the rear of the house. Thoroughly terrified now, Itowena ran to Aaron's room and knocked hurriedly on the door. " Aaron, Aaron, wake np. wake np 1" she called. " Get up this minute. Somebody's gone into the bar*. O dear!" Aaron sprang out of bed and drew on his clothes in a trice. "Don't be frightened," ho said, encouragingly, as he slipped by Itowena down the stairs. " Probably Borne one has gone into the bnrn to sleep on the hay." He lighted a lantern, unlocked the i back door, and went out to the barn. It j WUH well lie was not a Heoond later. | Opening the barn-door he was mot by ; the night and smell of smoke, and rush ing in to see whence it proceeded, he j found a small pile of hay on fire in j front of the horse-manger. In a mo- | ment more the flames must have mount ed to the scaffold, and blazed beyond human control. Aaron ran to the large stone tank in j the yard, and quickly tilling a pail that j stood by, he dashed water over the burning hay, and this ho repeated j several times. Five minutes of active | effort sufficed to put out the tire. Ko weua's watchfulness and Aaron Dyke's prompt oonrage had saved the barn, and probably the whole hometdead, from destruction. Then came the question, " Who ami where was the incendiary ?" Home one I had been seen to enter the barn, but uo one had been seen to emerge from j it. Picking up biß lantern, Aaron ! searched every part of the building, but made no discovery. " Pshaw 1" said he to himself, "I might have known nobody would have set a match to a barn and then stay in it to be burned up. That fire-bug is far enough from here by this time." He went back to the kitchen, where he found Itowena and Bridget crouch ing down together, both frightened nearlv ont of their wits. " Misther Ahron, I blave mo sowl somebody come int' the house 1" gasped Bridget, her teeth chattering; and Itowena, unable to utter a word pointed to the back-door. I Just then a loud, piercing scream OLNTUi: HALL, OLNTKL CO., LA.. TIILKSOAV, AHiUST 27, 1874. from Willie's room completed the t*r ror of the poor feiualo. • Aarwti rushed from the kitchen, and bounded up ntairs -two step* at a time. '* What's the mutter 1" said he, a he sprang iuto the chamber where the Ut ile boy lay. "l> dear, O dear !" sobbed Willie, convulsively catching Aaron by the coat a* he came near the bed, ami looked wild!v at dark figure in the corner. A low, hissing aouml came 1 from that part of the room, and for an instant the bold voung man himself wa* startled. He held to his lantern, ami I by its light he could distinctly see the form of a tattered old woman, with a haggard face and long streaming gray | hair. " Mar tho C#uu I" exclaimed Aaron, suddenly recognising her, " how in the world came you here ?" •• Revenge ! reveuge I Didn't he help | send mv Jamea to prison and to death ?" piped the wretcheil old maniac, and darting from the chamber she rushed down stairs through the kitchen out of i the house. Pursuers were promptly put on the i track of poor Martha t'aun, whom, of course, it was no louger safe to allow at large. She was found in the morning, in the glen that had once beeu her hid- I iug-place -dead. N'obodv doubted now who it was that bad burned Simon Piukhajn's barn. When the merchant and Ins wife aud daughter returned from New York, Kowena told them the story of the 1 night adventure, aud yon may lie sure tlu<y listened to it with ilwp emotion. " Aaron," said Mr. Itonau, one day shortly after, "you have been a con stant bit suing to me ever since you came into my employ." Aaron's eye grew m ist, ami hia lips quivered. " All that 1 am, and all tLat 1 hope to become in life," he answered, " 1 owe to TOO, Mr. Kouan, my truest and beat friend. You took tue when my name had been robbed of every virtue, and my heart of all light and Loite. False suspicion and staudrr had filled my soul with passion and hate. You saved me from acta of desperation and perhaps crime." The friendship so cemented never failed. At his death, twenty tear* after the went above narrated, Mr. Uoiian left Ins clerk the means to pursue a prosperous business, in which he readi ly gained Wealth. His character, once more rescued by his benefactor, grew continually in excellence and won the last homage of public esteem. lh-membenug the wrongs of his youth onlv to forgive them, he has •pent his life setting an example of that Christian loving kiudnes which was rudely denied him when he needed it most.— }'outA'* Cbmpaniun, The Mjsterj of kaspar llauser. Kaspar (or Gaapord) Hauser, a tnys tenona boy, wa* found by a mtiaen in the streets of Nuremberg in Htl*, ut terly destitute of all the co- imon senti ments and attainments which distin guish humanity from simple animal life. He was almost utterly unac quainted with speech, but, when asked his name, wrote in fair characters. " Kaspar Hauer." He bore in his hand a letter addressed to su officer of tlie garrison, saying that the bearer was bora in 1812, and that his father had been iu the military aerviee of Bavaria, in the same regiment as the officer ad dressed. On Wing relieved by public charity and instructed by a professor of Nuremberg, he was, through the influence of Lord BUmhope, placed in a subordinate position in a bureau of the Court of Anspach. Here his assaa-i --nation was repeatedly attempted by persons to whose identity there wis no clew obtainable. Finally a peraon with whose features lie was not familiar came to him, and, under pretence of a message from his English ben- factor, Ijord Stanhope, decoyed him into an unfrequented place, ami then stabbed him in the side. Kaspar escaped, and, though weak from the loss of blood, was able to relate the story of the at tack. He died the next day. and his murderer was never discovered. This boy's dim recollections of his life, which, from his subsequent relations, was passed, from infancy till his six teenth year, in a caTO or cellar almost void of* light, fed and tended at long intervals by a person whose face he never saw, who spoke to him only in the tersest terms, aud who finally, just before releasing him, taught him to wnte the name by which he was after wtirds known, have formed, with sjieeu lationa on his parentage and estate,and philosophical deductions from the ten dencies <>f his mind, brought thus late under cultivation, the themes ot sev eral volumes by some of the ablest pens of Germany, and were fifty years ug<> an admirable theme for a standard newspaper sensation, only that at that date the popular newspaper hnd not been created. Moth in Carpets One can never l>e quite sure that their carpets are not being consumed by moths, except for a few weeks after having taken them up and thoroughly cleaned, unless something is used to prevent their growth or to destroy them. This often necessitates the taking up and cleaning of a carpet that other wise would not need the reuovation. With an ingrain of Lowell this needless labor may be saved by laying down a damp cloth, and over it thoroughly rub bing the edges with n hot flat-iron ; this will kill the moths, if any have accumu lated. But with the tapestry, Brnssael or velvet, the ironing is not effectual; besides, it injures the carpet. Much hard work can be saved, however, by removing the tacks, ono side at a time, rolling back, aud examining the edges, tf there are any moths, they must be brushed oil and burned ; and to effectu ally destroy the life of all deposits, the edges of the carpets must be ironed, as before stated, but on the wrong side. The edge of the carpet lining should be thoroughly looked to, aud the exposed edge of the floor washed, aiul while damp sprinkled with salt. If the carpet is to be folded under in any place, ; sprinkle salt between the folds, and see that the floor is well covered with salt for an inch or two tinder the edge of the ' carpet all aronnd. If salt was always put under the edges of carpets before I tacking them down, moths would have but slight chance to trouble them. A Uood Slory. In ex-Senator Foote's now hook he refers to the following story and says that he long refrained from oontradict ing it l>ecaiiße it wan to good to a]K)il. He Bays, however, that he hua no re oollection of the incident. Of Mr. Foote'a duel with Ssrgent H. Prentiss a popular atory is told. The people,' hearing there woa to bo a fight, came out to aee the two gentlemen ahoot nt one another. One little negro boy had cl'rabed into a sapling quite ont of the r.mge of the firing, expecting to aee the fun. Just before the "one, two, three," imagine the feelings of the modest lit tle African to fiud himself publicly ad dressed by so great a man as Mr. Pren tiss, and in these words : "You'd bet ter get down from that you little boy ; Mr. Foote is a very bad shot, and he is quite as likely to hit you as me." The i 007 dropped like A persimmon ■ Incident* of the Pittsburgh Flood. The Pittsburgh l'funtni''lr says that otie of the most remarkable oireuui stances connected with the great rt.esl disaster is the fact that UO list ot in jure I s|>pears. The lists, as published, leavl utmost invariably " Dead und Missing." In the torribln ruahing tor rent which swept down the numerous rims there was no middle ground, and for those who came in its course there was ouly one chance, " sink or swim." Unlike a railroad accident, the flood leaves no list of maimed or wounded, ami along ita raging pathway the only issue is life ai d death. When the flood began Mr. lU-nkauf He visiting a brother ou Bpriug Gar den Hun. Mrs. Heukauf went to her front door to ascertain the extent of til# ilood. Upon opening it the water rush ed in in a great volume, and was soon several feet deep. A number of articles of furniture were jammed up against the dour leading to the second story, where the children were. She found •die was liuablo to get up the staircase, and then tried to get to the rear of tlie house, if {Kissible, to ssve the sleeping ones by the up stairs windows. Bhe tried in vain to rouse them. As she passed out of the front door the side isciug the Alleghany river fell out, carrying tier with it. Bhe waa swept down the run about oue hundred yards, aii l caught on the top of some of the debris of the glue works. Bhe clauiber ed over this a di-tanoo of fifty feet, and had to wade from that p nut to the shore, a distance of about twenty yards, in water waist deep. Her calls for as instance were reejtonded to by several men who happened to be in the vicini ty, and who did what they could to en able her to reach the shore. Bhe is iu delicate health, and the courage she displayed was remarkable. During the time that she was lieiug swept away, Mr. A. V. Cole with his brother Isaac went to tlie roar of tlie house by mean* of a private lane lead ing past it, and by shouting at the top of thi ir voices endeavored to awaken the children who were imprisoned iu the upper story of the dwelling. The roar af the torrent drowned their voice# and they were unable to make them selves heard. He and his brother then picked up clumps of earth and threw them at the window, but ju*t liieu Uie house was swept aw ir ana disappeared in the flood,.md the three children were crushed to death in it# crumbling ruins. Their mangled bodies were found #!• >iit lot) yards below the scene of tin* heroic efforts f>r their rescue. From Iten Mangold, a Herman, living a abort distance from the Sciiaajipi-crt*. whose hots-e proved the tomb of a fami ly of six, wt learned the particulars of this sad episode in the hntory of the ltutcher llun tragr-dy. Sehauapperts' house stood immediately lelow the oil refinery of IlalJship A Co., and was struck by the flood with force enough to carry it completely from its founda tion a on Madison avenue aud hurl it down the torrent. Mangold, hearing shriek after shriek rend the sir, looked out from an upper window. The doom ed bouse careened along within a stone's throw. At the npper windows stood poor Hchanspperta and wife, each holding aloft a child over the raging water and shrieking. "God Almighty help us !" "God iwvs ns i" In a few seconds the building reached the le nd where the flood turned south at the foot of lluena Vista street. Here it struck against a slaughter house and dissolved like a pile of spray m the boiltug water. The alt ricks w re silent and only the crash aud grinding of titulars were beard. Lynch Law. A poor wretch named Baket wo* or rested for stealing fifty pounds of bacon, or rather on the supposition that he might have stolen it. The outrage occurred near the town of I'aoli, in Orange county, Indians. The victim wa# somewhat renowned for a propen sity to get into a# many fight* a* pos sible. and iu casual encounters he usu ally whipped his man. He was a haul working fellow, and did odd jo!># for person# in the neighborhood, who, as a rule, cheated him out of hi# wage*. Having a family and indisposition to see them starve, he compensated for the failure of hi# employers to pay him by depredations upon farms, his pilfer ing# seldom exceeding nt one time a saek of corn, or its equivalent in value. Having l>oon detected in several petty thefts, his neightHirs recently burned his house over his head byway of warn ing, aud came near burning his wife and children at the same time. Not withstanding thin gentle intimation Baker neglected to leave the country, and soon after a farmerhsd fifty pounds of bacon stolen from hi* smoke house. It was at onoo assumed that Baker was the thief, and he was arrested ou a war rant issued by a Justice of the Peace. On hi# way to jail a mot) took him away from the officer who had him iu charge, stripped him, and hanged him until lie wa* iiesd. It is said that hi* lynchers were tho very men who had defrauded him out of the wages of his lnlmr, and virtually driven him to theft. No doubt Baker waa a disagreeable neighbor, de aerving of tho punishment which the law* presenile for such offense* a# lie had leen guilty of. But it is not ens tomary to hang people on the suspicion of their having stolen a few pounds of meat. Friday. The universal superstition that Fri day ia the most unlucky of day*, proba bly arose from the fact that on that day Christ wa* crucified. Many people in dulge this a* ttieir sole superstition. But it i* witli sailors particularly that this obtains. Many n good ship lias lout a tide which might have borne her on to fortune because eaptaiu anil crew objected to *ailing on Friday. How over, we hear from good authority that oven unlucky Friday will not long l>o omitted in the li*t of sailing vessel* in this port; and tliut tho venture will lie made next year. In a late breech of promise tried in Chelmsford Assises, the defendant produced his own letter to tlie unhappy widow : " Yon say I j have used you ill, but I told you not to count on much lest von should be dis appointed. I said if wo marry before I harvest, it mu*t lie very soon, but you j said you would like to marry on Fri j day, for you thought thnt n good day ; I for on Friday your husband died, and ! on a Friday I first came to sec you, and I Friday waa market day." Turned Hint Out. At a recent performance in London, Hochefort, accompanied by a stout in dividual and a young girl, was taking his ease in one of ttie Iwxes. As soon as he was recognized a murium arose, nnd a loud voice was heard to say, " Turn him ont!" " To the door with the murderer !" The words wero pro nounced by an Englishman and were cheered by the whole house. Hoche fort at first endeavored to make head against the storm and answered with a smile, lint, in consequence of the gen eral reprobation caused l>v his presence, he first concealed himself behind the curtain of the box and shortly after ward left the theater. Tiokling a mule's left hind leg with a toothpiok is said to baa sure cure for the dyspepsia. A REMARKABLE DREAM. *•> <ll.l Slot) of • lll.ti.lci at IS.* Keloid, Homo of the residents in the city of N. w York may yet remember those day* of private aud public s any, in Octoller, KM, when the Collins' steam ship was overdue and supposed to be lost at sea. The Collins' vessels were so regular that merchants timed the delivery of the mails almost to au hour; and when day utter day aped by and neither the vessel nor any tidings of her came to ! liatid, the gloom became deeper and deeper. Strange to relate, one of the i most desponding was Mr. E. K. Col ] Una, the manager of the line, and the 1 person after whom it waa named. Tke crowds who flocked to the office to question liim, and who naturally ex pected to see him full of hope, found liim pale, dispirited, and often in tears. Mis wife and two children were on board ; but it waa thought that bis con fidence in the sUuuchueaa of his ves sels, and the seamanship of those in charge of them, would mske him treat the matte, in a totally different spirit from what he did. Much surprise was i expressed ; but the actual reason for 1 his great depression waa at that time known only to a few of his relatives and most intimate friends. It aroseg in truth, from a dream, which left au im pression beyond bis power to over come, and which in the end was verified in every particular. A uumiwr of the directors and vari ous merchants were assembled in the private office of the oompany on a Mon day afternoon. The vessel waa then some two days overdue, having been eX|(ected ou the previous Katurday evening. At the time, Mr. Collins lived at a magnificent residence in West chester county, and had 'remained in town over Sunday, to receive his family on the arrival of the steamer, lie spent Saturday night at the house of hu brother, aud on Sunday morning came down to the breakfast-table looking so ' haggard that it attracted attention. When spoken to at tout it, he frankly atated t at he had passed a restless night, broken by a dream that the j Arctic was lost. The matter was laughed at by the brother ; but when j Monday morning came without the ves *el having been reported, Mr. Collins again spike of his dream. Curing Monday he related it to several others. . and at the hour of the assemblage it, the private office it was told over again with an injunction of secreey, how ever, which pre vented it from reaching the public. As one after another came : into the office, tbev were painfully im pressed with the gloom which was pic lurid in the face of Mr. Collins. A fine man, of erect statue, and marked dig nity of manners, he did not look like j a person who would give way to any useless fears on any occasion. But ho was far more quiet than ususal ; he seemed to ahriuk away from those in j conversation, and his face was of a death like paleness. " What's ttic matter with Collins ?" aski d one and another, in whispers. " Bemember his wife and children ; are on tioard the Arctic,"observed some one, in reply. " Ye*," responded another, " but there is no occasion for alarm. The ship is a staunch one, and within a few hours at most will, I think, conic gal lantly lo her wharf." •'fsYvor!" said a deep solemn voice. All gave a alight start at the tone and words, and turned in the direction from whence thev proceeded. The speaker was Mr. Collins himself. "1 am satisfied, gentlemen," he said, j in the same solemn manner, " that the , Arctic ha* gone to the bottom." ' •'lmpartible!" cried all. " 1 nm quite astonished at that opinion." aaid Mr. John Brown, a lead ing director. "No one knows better than you do, Mr. Collins, the superior construction of the ship* of our line, and the qualifications of the chief officer aud crew in charge of the Arctic." *' Any WMSCI maybe lost," said Mr. Collins ; " aud while 1 am satisfied that as directors and public servants we have done all that human Wing* could do in such a matter, still I believe tlie Arctic to W lost. Msv Heaven have protected those on board!" Here his voice failed him, and his eves were suffused with tear*. With his thought# far out on the broad, dangerous ocean, he had seen the fact* of his wife and children among those helpless oars, snd for the momeut be could say no more. The scene was affecting in the ex treme, and perhaps never had its equal iu any oonnting-room in the world. For some time there was an entire si lence, and then Mr. Brown remarked, " Mr. Collins, you must have some rea son for your opinion." "Nuncio the world," returned Mr. Collins, *'except a dream." "A dream!" repeated one and an other in astonishment. All sneered, And some almost laughed aloud. " Gentlemen, said Mr. Collins with a dignity which was peculiarly impres sive in him—"gentlemen, you no doubt regard tins as a great weakness. Per haps it is. Dreams are generally look ed upon as foolish things, but 1 have had one under such circumstances that it lias lieeomc to me a presentiment of evil to this ship, which no power on earth can remove. Every person there listened with his cnr wide open, and looked full in the face of the usually strong-minded man, who spoke these words so seriously and j impressively. "Last Saturday night," continued Mr. Collins, " 1 dreamed of the Arctic, j I saw her as perfectly before me as I ever saw hor. It was her graceful mod id. her spacious deck, and her noble officers and crew—l saw all of this, and more. I saw a hide in her side; ther was a panic on her decks; people were muffing hither and thither, and crying to lie saved; aud, gentlemen, I saw that noble ship go down " But all this was a dream," said Mr. Brown, after a moment. " I believe it a reality," replied Mr. Collins ; " and again I say may Heaven have protected those poor souls on 1 Iniard. However, I beg that neither | my dream nor convictions may reach ! the public." Soon after the several merchants went their several ways. Not one of them could shak< off the impression made by what had occurred. Meanwhile, flic uuwspapcrs endeavored to sustain pub lic confidence by all kinds of plausible stories. Three days later, the first of the survivors reached American shores with the harrowing talo of disaster by collision to the Arctic, and of the loss of most of those on tioard. When all the facts became knosn, they were ex act in every particular with Mr. Col lin's dream, and it may be properly re garded as one of the most striking and remarkable that ever occurred. A oopper piooe, affecting to be of ten centimes, has got into a certain circula tion in France, of which a note may be fittingly made. It bears the head of Napoleon 111. in a Prussian helmet. Around the neck is a dog's collar with a ring. Upon it is inscribed " Sedan." The circular legend is "Napoleon 111., le Mist Table; 80,000 priaonairea." On the reverse au owl perched on a cannon ; around "Vampire Ftanoaise, 2 Dsn., 1851. September, 1870." Tenrifei: $'2.00 a Year, in .Advance. AN INDIAN 111.IIT, An At la.lt l|>a ll Kim Uy Truuji* anil frlauAly lutlUaf-lli MCMM. Fort Brown stand# at the heal of the I.iitfl- Wiuuervsga Valley, I4t> miles north of Brady's station on the Union Pacific Kail road, 57H miles west of Omaha. Front this point an expedi lion started out to attack the> Bioux. it waa composed of Company It, Heoond United Htate# Cavalry, 67 men and two officers, Capt, Bates com manding the exjiedilton, and Lieut, lktbinaou commanding Company ft, Lieut. Young, 4th Infantry, with 20 In dian scout* and four ritiaena ; Washa kie, Chief of the Hnake Indiana, and 160 of liia warriors; total, 235. They left Camp Drown on the evening of July 1, and traveled rapidly ail night. A* soon as the morning dawned the troop* and friendly Indiana hid in the bush, having made 40 mile# between 0 r. M and daylight. The night of July 2 the command made a distance of 30 miles, and again hid aa soon as light began to appear. Ou the 3d, when it was dark, the whole force mounted and pushed rapidly forward. Kve-.y one was in a state of excitement, for it was believed that another day would iislier hi a buttle. At 2,30 A. U. the In dian scouts who had the advance halt ed, and sent back word to Capt. Bate# and the troops that they were in sight of the hostile camp. The Blioshone warriors at Once began to strip and put ou tbeir war paint, and the troops to load and fix their caibinea for action, in about 20 minutes all were in readi ness and the friendly Indiana began to creep over the bluffs and steal down upon the sleeping camp. The troops followed ou foot to the brow of the hill, sud there below them and wi biu rifle shot lay the hostile camp. It was aastill as death, and not even a dog barked. The sleeping Indiana evidently thought themselves secure, and had taken no precautious to guard against surprise. liaising their fearful war-whoop the Shoshone* rushed down upon the camp, the troops at the same time charging. Capt. Dates led his troops to the edge of the village, and the bewildered In- j dians aa they rushed from their lodges were shot down by scores. Had the ; •Shoshone Indiana supported the troops with any degree of steadiness all would soon have been over and hardly a hostile Indian would have escaped to tell the tale of the midnight attack. But the Shoshone* hung bank, would not enter the village, and contended themselves with ye.bug and firing on their enemies from a distance. Soon the poni a of the Sioux attracted their attention and then they seemed mora desirous of tealing and plundering than of fighting !t waa in vain Capt Dates and Lieut Young urged them to close up and charge upon the Siotix; they seemed satisfied to howl and steal. The Sioux when first attacked were f really confused, but soon rallied and legau'to offer a stout resistance. Just beyond the village aud overlooking it was a high and rugged bluff, ana to this the hostile Indians retreated and opened a rapid and destructive fire on the troops in the village below. The cavalrymen behaved gallantly and for a time stood up against the shower of balls rained down upon them ; but be ing unsupported by his Indian allies and hoping hi take the postiou of the enemy in the flank and drive them from the bluff, CspL. Bates fell back out of the village and put his men under ouver. Lieut. Young with his scouts occu pied s part of the high bluffs, and made evorv effort to drive out the enemy. While gallantly fighting be received a ball through the leg above the knee and felt The fight here was desperate, Lieut. Young killing several of the Bioux aud losing one of hit seonta. At any time it was thought the enemy would capture Lieut. Young, and but for the determined bravery of the old Bboslione chief Washakie, Mr. I rank Eooffey, and Mr. Cosgrove, Young would undoubtedly have fallen into the hands of the Siotix. After the fall of Lieut. Young the Bhoahones would not fight, and Capt. Bates was compelled to allow them to withdraw. At five o'clock, the friendly Indians showing some disposition to attack, Capt. Hates again pushed forward a strong line of skirmishers toward the bluff* ; but being unsupported by In dians, after sustaining s ternfle firs for some time, they were compelled to re tire. The Shoshone* having captnred some 200 ponies, announced their in tention of retreating w.th their plun der ; and seeing smoke and signals from the hill occupied by the enemy. Captain Bates reluctantly ordered his troops to retire. The population of the hostile village was over 700 souls, and of this number fully 400 were warriors ; so that count ing in Waskakie and his band, the Bioux outnumbered the attacking force nesrlv two to one. Thirty Sioux, Cheyenne*, and Arapahoe# were killed iu their village, six more on the ridge, mid HU many tnor<* wounded. Their loss was severe. The loss on the part of tlie soldiers was two killed snd four wounded. A Shoshone warrior was Rhot through the head aud killed instantly, and four others were wounded. A soldier named Iveus was reported killed in the first dispatches, but is not mentioned in those last received at Headquarters, Department of the Platte. The num ber of ]>oDies captnred by the friendly Indians and troop a was 230. The Impossible Woman. Ideal wives, according to an Irish writer, are of low stature and extremely fair. They are soft and geutle in man ner and alow of motion. They have blue eyea, golden hair, rich mexto soprano voices, and wear moderate dress-improvers. Their haft* and its color are their own; and they fear strong men, but like to look nt tliem from windows, balconies, carriages, and other places of security. They are n trifle happy, and have not been married to their first love. Tliey cannot new over-well, but they liave a positively maddening way of leaning over the back* of chairs while they are asking their husbands if they sha'l wear blue or pink ribbons. They have no mother living. They care little for going into society. They never desire to obtain the good wishes of other men, save when their husband's interest is to that effect. They are not painfully clover musicians, hilt they know some sweet, simple airs, and sing those at evening by the open window. They are liable to be defrauded by the servant#, and are imposed upon by tradespeople. They regard their husbands as Bupreftie arbiter* in all matters. They would Rtny as they are or fly to New Zealand with him, as he desired. Don't Wabtk It.—lt not unfrequent ly happens in a family that quantities of cooked meats remain on band. Such should be potted. Cut the meat from the bone, chop finy, and season high with salt, pepper,cloves aud cinnamon. Moisten with vinegar, wine, brandy, cider, and sauee, or melted butter, ac cording to the kiud of meat, or to suit your own taste. Then pack it tight into a stone jar, and cover over the top with about a quarter of an iDch of melt ed butter. It will keep, months, and always afford a ready and excellent dish for the breakfast 01 tea tablet NO. 34. JOHJf lOUltfKMtt'** HIMTOKY. HI. ItlM !■ in. a. IliWrIM by lliu,.,ir--ll.u>ium,ut.. uf Safllu*. I went down to John Morrieaey's <-!ub house, aays a reporter. He was at leisure and communicative. "I went to New York," he aaid, "a stout lad, determined to light, sod to fight tbe biggest man that could be found. There was nothing I could think of bat to fight, and I had to think of that; for i I was kicked ashore 'most every day from the boat of j Dept. Hmith, who is now my father-in-law. I had read ef flyer and Bulltvan, and the great pugil ists in New York, and one day I took my bundle and came to the sity, deter mined to get a fight out of them. It was at the Empire Club, on Park Bow, where I huuted them np. Tbe first I saw was Isaiah tiynders, a fatuous po litical loader in them days, and 1 went np to him, snrrouuded'by his crowd, and aaid: ' Mr. Ityndrru, I've com* down here from Troy to tight. I've got no money, but f will fly hi for vepnte tion. I will fight Mr. Hyer, or you, or anybody you csji pick out' They just all set on me at once, and gave me a beating that made my hM ache for three weeks. After that I laid for tlwß j individually. Baid I: 'Gentlemen, I will lick joar crowd, and make yon ac knowledge me, i( it takes me years.' I was poor as a wharf rat, and oould bare ly pick up my food ; but I kept on tbe I wharves, unloading steamers, working with 'hmgsboremea. and getting beaten so often that I was hardly ever right well. As long as I was poor nobody I would do me the favor to fight me in the ring, and I finally went to Califor nia in the muting times to make a i ■take. There I fought Thompson and , whipped him, and i returned to New ' York with some reputation. The day I landed I challenged Hyer to fight for , 910,000. He nam* round with Bill j Poole to whip me before 1 got ont of' bed one morning, and I waa so deter- J mined about it that they saw I would never leave New York till I had that>. belt Finally, I fonrht Sullivan at Boston Corners—the hardest fight I ever lied. He waa an artist, and he , broke my nose, and cut me all to ricoee ; but I hare always known that could keep my legs aid aland np until any of my opponents were worn out. That was uiy calculation with Heenan ; endurance against strength. Hyer 1 never oould tiring to the scratch. He , had lent hie moral force, and never won Id fight me. His friend Poole, as yon know, set on me with a pack of his friends, and expected to bring me ac> near my end that I would lose stomach for a fair contest. " Unable to get any of them to meet me, I married and went to business. All at once Hoe nan came from Cali fornia with a reputation, and they said, ' Here is our man to give Momaaey a flogging at last.' I then declined to fight, until I waa worried and set upon in and out of print, and finally they whipped my old father and abused my family. Said 1 to my wife : ' I can t lire this way. I shall have to fight that man.' My wife aaid: ' Yea, yen mast fight him.' I went into training on my fathor-in-law'a farm. Every effort was made to bring the whole sentiment of the United Htates np against me. You can't tell liow many years and bow much pain I have had to bear fur that perfectly unjust odium of seeking to challenge an American aa an Irishman. Mr. Hcenan tied the American colors to the ropes,and his coat, when betook it off, was actually lined with the Amer ican flag. I had to laugh in his face lie broke my noae a second time, and I think be could strike the most power ful blow of any man I ever saw ; but I won the battle and dosed them out I followed him to England to aee the fight he had with Bajvra ; for by thia time I waa angry at year* of persecu tion, and I wanted tc see the laat man of that old Hyer coterie closed out." Then, the still powerful gladiator re lated how he came to play cards by pro fession. "A prise fighter," he aaid, •' car. graduate with no other avocation equal to hia start. I have always played cards more or lean. My general repu tation among Americans, I felt, re quired me to do something to start my boy, for wboae character I live at pres ent in a great degree, and I chased up the seat in Congress, so aa to be able to say : 'lf your father did begin in the ring, he wrote "M. C." after hia name.'' Defaulting Cashiers. The cashier of F, C. AixUreon A Co.. bank *. S*Y*uuab. has disappeared, snd a doUctl of fit.ooo appear* in hie aoconuta. This is s thrice-told tale daily, and shows not only the vioes of the tempted, but often the neglect of their employ ers. " Too much trusting, too much betrayal of trust," might be made a proverb; but this do honesty baa be come so common, and has gone so far, that it will be necessary for employers to compel the giving of security by clerks, sa well as the severe punishment of offenders. The giving of bonds will prove difficult for strangers in a strange city, however iunooent; but it is thus the innocent often have to suffer for the offenses of the guilty. The good life and good habits of a clerk are his best capital, and in the long run must lead to advancement in pay, position, or a share in profits. It lamentable to see how many fall from the four vice* of gambling, bad women, luxurious and extravagant living, and living be yond one's means. No well brought up and careful young man will throw him self in the way of any of these tempta tions, or, once tempted, he will use all the moral force of hia character to ea cspe the snare. How far ambition# or shoTrv wires, daughters and sons are responsible for the evil complained of, it would bo difficult to say. But a father should know the means he has, and compel, if possible, his family to live within them until something better turns up. The world is before him for better as it has been before others, and with industry, honesty, and fair intelli gence, he cannot long fail to earn a liv ing. Well Provided For. The Chri'tian Ittfelligencer tells this story : "We know of a case in which a mother and her sister, her daughter, snd her son-in-law were furnished with a good suite of rooms, handsomely fitted up, with more than simply decent clothing, and with a well-ordered table, by the pitiful supplications of the aged sister, who made frequent and regular visits to s certain set of offices down town. This was spoken of in the family as ' going down to the bank to draw a little deposit.' This source of income not beiug deemed sufficient to meet the wants of the son-in-law, a ' retired law yer,' who was a little fastidious in the matter of dressing gowns, slippers and cigars, a strike was made on a new set of givers. The matter was referred by one of the latter to a fsithfnl city visitor of the poor, who called, reported, and the result was not only no new gifts but even ' the bank' before mentioned suspended payment, and the yonng man was actually driven to the cruel I alternative of going to work or going ! hungry." Mississippi decrees that no license shall be granted except on the petition of a majority of the men ever twenty one, and of the women over eighteen years of age in any township. It# it * if liter**!. Ohio ia aid to haws 9 nniversitiei and S3 colleges. • □a is nut be * tborangh fool who em learn nothing from lit* own folly. ft take* 92 per week to perfume A really presentable New York poodle. Jones aay* that why he ian't married ia because that when ha wooed ahi wouldn't. A lady in Syracuse was quite severely poiaoned recently by a bite from a eur rant worm. To retain to lb subject, is the horns® fly of any particular use outside of a ' board ing house f Wise men, it has been said, learn by intuiti<nwx>mmon men by experience, and fools tourer. In Pes Moines tbe surgeons have taken a 15 pound cancer from tbo nook of s 91.& M cow, I in tbe Chicago police conrt recently two drunken (rammers gave their names respectively as Henry Ward Beccher and Theodore Til ton. A smokestack that eate np its own oindera ia on trial, and lovers of open windows on railway trains feel an in terest in ill snoessa. " Can bad breath be eared ?" asks i Savannah paper. A keg of gunpowder might have some effect, but a boiler ex ploaion ia the only sure thing. John Wesley was never low spirited or fretful, and era Id not endure the so ciety of people who were so. "I dare no more fret," aaid he, "than to crnte and swear." A Missouri paper says : "Yesterday te counted able-bodied farmers 9 whose grans and oete needed cutting, sitting on dry goods boxes complaining of bard times. An Indians yontb cut his leg terribly with e knife. partly severing the bone. Tbe pain caused bim to start to bis feet, and tee sadden atrsin snapped the injured bone off To cure dyspepsia: Close all tbe outer doors of s four-story house, open the inner doors, and than take s long .switch and chase s cat up and down stairs till aha sweat*. The Welkin* Express i* responsible j for the statement that not ft tingle paa •wnger bet ever been killed or seriously ; isjured in tb entire hiatoij of steam boat navigation on tteneea Lake, i The boy who, when naked to wbt , trade be would wiab to be brought np, replied, " I will be • trustee, because j erer since pane baa been a trustee we bar* bad pudding for dinner," waa a viae child in Lria generation. An English blacksmith being at prea -1 eat without an assistant, baa for awme werica pact been instructing his eldeat daughter in the mysteries of his trade, and she is already an expert at the busi neaa. Tbeyoung lady can shoe a borne in a good womanlike fashion. " la my faea dirty >" naked a young lsdy of bar aunt, while at dinner at a Hartford hotel the (Alter day. " Dirty? So. Why do you aak ?" Because that insulting waster insists upon putting a towel beside my plate. Fee thrown three under the table, and yet every tune he come* around be puts another one before me." While a gentleman of Plymouth Hill, Conn., waa returning from Woleottville he saw a ball of fire fall and strike the ground and bounding along finally go out. He found it to be a large round atone, weighing about fifteen pounds, carried it home and discovered that it was composed of different kinds of •tone of various colors, and looked as if it had been malted in a hot fire. The* editor of the Burlington (la.) /lauk'ye has discovered a woman who will get up at six o'clock, kindle the fire, get breakfast, rout out the family, wash the dishes and six children, sew a button on the neck of her husband's shirt, and hunt hia hat, go to a mission Sunday-school and teach a class, attend church, rush home and have dinner over and the things cleared away in time tor afternoon Sunday-school, read the Sunday-school papers to the chil dren, go to church at night, and talk on her way home about Sunday aa a " day of real" A fashionable young lady stopping at Sand oh, near Detroit, took a bath in some of the spring water of that place. The water is powerfully im pregnated with sulphur. On emerging from the bath she stepped to a mirror, m ladies occasionally d<>, when, to her horror, she aaw that her faoa, seek, and arms had turned black. She believed that she was dying—that mortification had set in. Her fears were allayed when she learned that the startling color of the flesh was a chemical result, the sulphur in the water acting upon the lead contained in some article for toilet ahe had been using to artifioally improve the fairness of her complexion. A Knowing Cat. Think not the est hath sot a friend. The Mont hijf recently attended to a ewe in a gentle end entorUiuing manner, hot it remained fer an English doctor to write of her with enthusiasm. He tells, in a book specially demoted to her, all sorts of Ulea of her sagacity, fidelity, and humanity, and particu larly in ten* ting is this concerning the tabby of a Sootch plowman: The man 1 was 111 and poor. The doctor ordered meat and wine, and the good wife sold her wed ling-ring to bny the last But what to do for meat ? Oh, moat excel lent cat! That very night ahe brought a fine rabbit and laid it beaide her suf fering master. And not onoe did ahe do this, but every night for a month, now ft rabbit, now ft bird; when, tbt* man haring got well and gone about hia work, ahe ceased her purveying. Let the tradaoers of oats read and blush. Lore or Animals, • • • Grateful to the finer sensi bilities was Mr. WolfTa strong expres sions of devotion to the animals in hia care. As he lifted a forkfnl of the rich alfalfa frem the mow to the crib at which the hungry horses stood he said, "See how eagerly they grab it, as if they could not get enough in their mouths at onoe. And so with the oows. It's broad and meat and wine to them. And having milked a cow all summer, I cannot in conscience put her off in winter on nothing bat straw. I oould not look her sqnaro in the eye, affect ing to be acting the part of an honest man. I had to do it when I first began here, but I oan never forget how old Brindle looked np to me reproachfully, as mnch as to say, * Ah, old fellow, is this the best yon oan do for me ? Af ter giving of my life all summer to sus tain yours, now in this oold snap have yon nothing better to offer me than this straw ?" _ A Moose Hunt. A Keokuk lady, while engaged in the pnrsnit of her domestic duties, encoun tered a mouse in the flour barrel. Now, most ladies under similar circumstances would hsve uttered a few feminine shrieks, and then sought safety in the garret. Bnt this one possessed more than the ordinary degree of feminine courage. She Bnmmoned the hired man and told him to get the shot-gun, call the ball dog, and station himself at a convenient distance. Then the climbed half way np-stairs and oommenoed to punoh the floor barrel vigorously with a pole. Presently the mouse made its appearane, and started across the floor. The dog started in pursuit The man fired, and the dog dropped dead. The lady fainted and fell down stairs, and the hired mail, thinking she was killed, and fearing that he would De arrested for murder, disappeared and has not been seen since. The mouse escaped. To DYE BLACK.— For four pounds of rags take two ounces of bine vitriol, and eight of extraot of logwood, or three pounds of logwood-chips. Put each separately in twelve quarts of water, the logwood in an iron vessel, the vitriol in brass ; bring both to a boiling heat; dip the doth into the vitriol-water first,then into the logwood water, and alternately from one to the other till it has been dipped in each thro:- times. Then dry, wash in strong suds, rinse in soft, cold water, and press when damp. This ooloripg is proper for laoe, suk, worsted sad eet< ton, sad does ast fsdsi
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