The Child!-?*. Ood bless our darling children. That go to school to-day ! Ood guide the little feet that tread The future's devious way. And keep them soathlese Ull they come To man or womanhood ; For in their hands the nation lies For evil or for good As is the husband, so the wife . The mother, so the child; Kach make, for each a future life That shall l>e nndefiled. Or stained and blurred. The doctrine true Will serve a general rule TYe mold our fate at youth's bright gate And shvpe it at the school. A Christmas Caret. All this night shrill chanticleer May's proclaiming trumpeter, tilega his wing* and loudly cries Mortals, mortals, wake and rise See e wonder. Heaven is under ; Frees the earth is risen a Sun Shi nee all nigt*. though day be done. Wake. oh. earth ! wake everything. Wake and bear the Joy 1 bring ; Wake and joy tor all this night. Heaven and every twiukhng light ; All amazing SUU stand gaaing: Angels, powers, and all that be. Wake and Joy this Sun to are. Hail. oh. Sun 1 Ob. blessed Light Sent unto the world by night. Let Thy rays and heavenly powers Shine in this dark soul of ours ; For most surely Thou art truly ttod and man. we do confess Rail. oh. Suu of Righteousness. A Tale of Three Yuletides; BKINO A BACHELORS CHRISTMAS KKVF LATIONS TO A VERT TOCSO UU)T. Tell you a story ? I believe, little Amy, you eouki coax a Christmas story from even the giant Blunder bore, who, as yon know, was rather a cheerless am! uncivil fellow. So settle yourself in mv lap—don't be afraid to hug me too close —and listen. Being by this time well aware of the exact number of watch charms in my poeeeseiou, you are surely much trou bkai to find out why" of late I entry about a many-dinted old Roman coin, in preference to a large stone mounted sn gold, or a little Chinese idol, or even a gold dollar, with the whole Declaration of Independence stamped on one aide. You must under stand, as yon are a sad little flirt, that ornaments of the latter sort are much affected by yonr many gentleman ac quaintances Let me "account for my strange behavior. As the coin hang's from my watch chain, so by the coin bangs a tale, which mas after" tnis fash ion : It is now some fourteen years since I was living in Rome. 1 WHS only a very young and inexperienced artist then, yoa know ; and 1 didn't wear such an immense beard and whiskers as are now coquetting with your dear golden curls. And. what is more, I was not eo extrav agantly wealthy in those davs as you suppose me to be, now that f tm your Uncle Coventry und am able to daily ex tract a few pennies from my pocket, to be instantly concerted by you into tarts at the nearest baker's shop. Ton will believe, then, that I wss rather well pleased than ..therw.se when a l>eautiful lady, all dressed in silks and satins and blsairg with jewels, rustled into my humble studio, one fine September morning. Was she a fairy princess ? Oh, no ; not quite. Bet she did there and then inquire whether I would be willing to paint a portrait of her four year old daughter, Bianco, which she intended as a Christmas present for the little dear's grandmother. I should have informed yon that Biaica was present also, and had quickly interested herself among my brightest pictures. What sort of a little girl was she ? Well, in due gallantry and with allowances for the difference of climate, I must not say that she was prettier than you or that her hair was a trifle more sliining. I took ber offer immediately, and it wa arranged that Bianca should visit my studio three or four times a week, in company with her mother or nurse or node, and sit as still as a church mouse for ten miuntes, which latter was a mat ter of dreadful vexation to her, as it would be to yon also, Miss Amy. Bi anca and myself became firm friends, although she would pout and and pre tend to be awfully mad with me when I would insist upon her keeping a sober face for a second together, or stop tor menting the whiskers and sonl of an ancient cat, who was the partner of my joys and sorrows. She was born in Venice, where most of the golden-haired, blue-eyed children of Italy come from. Her mother owned a whole village in the province of Venice, and her father, who had been a verv great man at Rome, was long since dead. One day my lovely little model, " my Bianca," as I used" lo call her—(don't pull my beard so hard, I verily believe you are jealous, little Amy)—one day Bianca came to my studio with her uncle. Count Luigi, whom I then be held for the first time. He was tin brother-in-law of the contessa. Was he much like me ? I hope not. Ton shouldn't like him for an uncle at all; and I am certain Bianca did not. He was tall and dark and mysterious, and hi* yellow face was decorated by a pair of black, fiery eyes, that were entirely too neai to be honest; likewise by a hooked nose, and a coal-black mustache, tne ends of which were continually find ing their wav between bis beautiful white teeth. Uncle Luigi seemed to me vastly like one of the ogres, magicians, or wicked knights addicted to stealing pretty maids from their castle boudoirs, of whom you have read a good deal in your books. I did not admire this gen tleman from the first; and our meeting was pretty much the same as the distant acquaintance of two icebergs. lam not qnite sure that Bianca's mother liked him; but pfae appeared to he too weak and easily managed to express her want of affection for him. My picture progressed famously, and —(paiut a picture of you? Ceitainly, my love. We will Lave it ready for your next birthday)—and when the first week of December closed I had delivered my picture to the Contessa di Casa blanca, receiving in exchange a cheek on a Roman bank for a most agreeable sum of money. The portrait was to be taken to VcDioe, and duly presented to the grandmother on Christmas day. It represented Bianca smiling, and dressed in a low-necked silk gown, with a neck lace of pearls round her throat. From the necklace hung this same old Roman coin, which her papa had picked up under the walls of Rome. Some Roman, maybe Julius Ctesar, bad dropped it there two thousand years ago. The contessa had promised to pay me a farewell visit before departing for the north of Italy. The appointed day had arrived, and I had gone to the extrava gance of donning an entirely new suit of clothes to reoeive and entertain my guests. I waited and fidgeted ; bnt no visitors. No kind, tender contests; no angelic Bianca; no perfidious-looking uncle appeared. When the night set in, I felt angry and disgusted, little Amy, becanse I thought my Venetian ac quaintances had left Rome, forgetful of me. The following morning I went to the dwelling of the contessa, to discover whatever I could concerning her de- partare. Judge of my surprise on learn ing that the lady had not yet departed. I was shown into the drawing-room by a servant on whose face I detected the signs of some trouble ; and I waited for the rußtle of the oontessa's dress in the doorway. But this was not to be. In her plaoe came Bianca's nurse, pale and with eyes bnt •ewly-dried from weeping. Sinking into a chair, she almost sobbed to me the following words : "Oh 1 Signor Pembroke, the con tessa is in on agony. We were going to see you yesterday, when the oontessa FRED. KURTZ, Kditor and T^roprietor. VOLUME XI. aaked for Bianea. Hlio had Iwn play mg on the steps bat a miunte txiure, ami then it impxmsible to rind her. the house, the garden, Ui streets, all hsve been searched ; but iu vain. Wo cannot find my little Bisnoa. Sonic one baa stolen her sway. And my mistress 1 she will surely die! " Nothing beyond this could 1 discover from anv one.' Bianea had disappeared as completely and hopeleaaly as though the earth had opened and swallowed her. It was not proper for me to in trude my presence upou the great grief of the oouteeaa's household. I sadly withdrew, full of anxietv for the sweet child whom I had learned to love. No effort was spared by the contessa and the Roman police, and apparently by Oount Luigi, to receiver the lost Rianca. But the attempts were utterly useless ; and the mother, sick at heart, returned to her h.uue, taking with her my picture, which cruel fate seemed to have transformed from s Christmas present to s sacred memento of an angel forever flown. Now don't interrupt me. 1 have not finished yet, I am going to relate a rather odd incident that happened lie fore the time of Bianca's disappearance. Late cue night I was crusaiug the bridge of Sant' Angelo, which spans the Tiber. I was thinking over the finishing touches to my child picture, when I suddenly became aware of a boat pxissiug under me. Prompted by curiosity, I leaned over the battlement of the bridge and listened. A man was standing in the boat, spvakmg and gesticulating to the rowers. 1 saw him clearly in the full moonlight, and I was almost sure that he was the Count Luigi. Only a few words conld I catch from the speakers, and they were these, spoken by the rough voice of some low rascal of the Roman popnlace: " In tre itt ftimane la bambitut tiara " pin three weeks the littla girl shall be ) The rest of the sentence I could not hear; but the words were enough to excite a strong suspicion in niv mind, when I connected them with Bianca's disappearance. Gould the man have really been the Count Ling; ? I dared not reveal to any one what my mind suggested—namely, that Bianca liad aotnallv been made away with by her uncle, Wrgained into the hands of a parcel of sconndrels. How could I Crove it? What reason could I give for ia committing snob a crime ? More over, he was a powerful man at Rome, and could make the place exceedingly uncomfortable for me if bis anger were once raised against me. Confident that oar Divine Father would in the end un ravel the terrible mystery, 1 betook my self to my painting again. The gener ous contessa had not only puid me far beyond what my toil deserved, but had recommended me to the great families at Rome. I suppose 1 could paint tolerably well then, aud [my patrol age increased dailv. Seven years passed on, my Amy. and your uncle hail in that time btoni such a grand artist and earned so much money that he thought he would come over the wa 4 er to his old home in New York. Accordingly, I hired my little studio down town and commenced busi ness at once. I did not have very long to wait for patrons. A gentleman call ed in one October day and conversed with me about a picture he wanted painted to order for his art gallery. "I hear you are from Rome," said he. 44 Ton must lie a great painter. I want yon to make me a picture of a child who has woke up on Christmas morning and found her stocking cram med with good things. And mind yon, the child must be very beautiful" " All right," said I. "Call on Mon day next and I shall have my sketali ready for you," You know artists most generally have models for such pictures. Hence I set myself to work to secure one; but I found this was a difficult job. Now, if yon had been a young lady then, I should have certainly had you sit for my painting. Bat my modef came from an entirely unexpected quarter. I had left my studio one evening, and was walking uptown throngh an out-of the way street, when I heard the music of a harp aud violin, just as they sound when the Italian players come under your windows to drive you crazy with their awful performances. On drawing nearer, I discovered a dark-complexion ed and handsome Italian boy twanging an accompaniment on his harp to an ontlandish song, and near him a young girl airily and delicately drawing her bow across a battered fiddle. Seeing me, she stopped, approached, and, hold ing out her hand piteously, said: 44 Oh! mister, gif a poor girl a few pennies. The padrone will be beat us if we go back without money; and we have had nothing to eat Oh t mister, do, please!" I was touched, and the pennies so dearly needed qnickly came forth. The girl was uncommonly beautiful, I thought for a street-waif. She had yellow hair, partly hidden in au old pink muffler, and sweet wide blue eyes, and each a nose, mouth and dimpled chin—all like yours, my love. Her face was tanned a little by the sun of many days iu the pitiless streets. Her attire was a many-patched cotton dress, of no particular oolor; and her feet were covered by great clumsy shoes, such as our grocery boy wears. How old was she? I should say about ten or eleven, aud her male escort was certainly not much older. As I stood looking at her, the thought struck me that I ought to take her as my model " Come here," said Ito her. " Why do you live with the padrone (don't in terrupt me again, miss. I will tell yon shortly what a padrone is), when he beats you ?" 44 1 have no other home," the poor girl replied. 44 The police would take me if I slept in the streets, and maybe shut me up forever." 44 Wouldn't you like to go to a nioer home, and have plenty to eat and decent clothes, and get paid for easy work I" 44 Oh I sir, she almost sobbed, as if the happiness I spoke of were too great to think of. " Listen," I continued. "If you will leave the padrone, I will get you a com fortable place to live in, with a nice old lady to take care of you." Unaccustomed as the child was to kindness from strangers, she clearly re garded me with doubt, and, looking at the harp-player, who was observing me with considerable interest, answered: " But I won't leave Jiaoomo. He is good to me. He gives me half his bread when I am very hungry." " Will you come with me if Jiacomo comes ? " I asked. " Yes, sir." "Then step this way, Jiacomo," I said to him. " How would you like to leave the padrone, and to live with peo ple who mil take care of you? You will have work to do and be well paid." Jiaoomo took off his hat, and, smiling , ly looking me in the face with good natured, honest eyes, replied : "You are too good, sir. I would like to go, if she may come with me ; but if the pa drone ever oatohea us he will kill us both." " Have no fear of the padrone," I said. "If he makes any trouble, we will have him arrested and put into prison." This bold declaration of mine settled the matter, and I had little further trou ble in persuading them to accompany me to my studio, where I intended to THE CENTRE REPORTER. have tlicm atay for the time Iwiug, They mnat have thought that 1 ■ the city governor, or at leant a police cap tam. Fancy your grave and decorous Uncle Coventry inarching down Broad way at utghtfall, followed by a couple of delighted mountebank*. The janitor of the building iu which mv studio Jw a* located must have thought 1 had gone raviug mail, and he greeted me with a look of blank surprise when 1 u|>|> ared at hia doorway, with my extraordinary companions. " Now, then, sir," said 1 to him, " be spry, and run upstairs and build a roaring fire in my grate; and then, air, prepare a hearty supper for these famished children." The musical in struments of my two friends were ue- I x.anted in one comer of inv studio, suit in a very short time the children were seated before such a supper as they had conceived of only in blissful dreams. I next bade the the janitor's wife provide them with comfortable beds. When I was preparing to leave, the happy child ren wished to kias me ; and I graciously agreed, promising them they should see me earlv iu the moruiug. Now, while they are supposed to be asleep, I shall tell you what you seem dying to know- namely, what a padrone ia. He ia an old euiuiudgeon, who re ceives stolen children from Italy, aud makes them go out into the street to beg, or play, or steal—usually all three. And if they do not obtain money in some wav, be beata them and packs them off to bed supperleaa. What do yon think of that, little girl ? But about my street acquaintances: It was decided upon next day that Jisoomo should keep my studio In order, while his oompauiou would ait for my Christmas picture. The pair were placed iu charge of my janitor's wife, with the strictest commands that due care should lie taken, lest they might again fall into the hands of the pa J roue. In order to make my model as hapj y-looking as possible, I provided her with a box of tain boas, and seated her on a beautiful rug, amidst the rare and curious little ' objects of my studio. Yea, I shall bring yon to my studio some day; only you must promise uot to put things into a too hopeless confusion. 1 was showing her how to pose, wheu, suddenly, as it some long • forgotten thought ditted across her mind, she said quickly: "Oh ! 1 know how to sit, sir. I had my picture taken before —mauy, many years ago." " Indeed!" i replied. " How was that ?" " In—in Roma; when 1 was* bambino, before my uiamma died. The men said she was dead. Then I came to live with the padrone. It was many days before J came here. We had to sail on the waier iu a ship. Oh ! ever so large a ship!" " And what is your name ?" I asked. " The padrone calls ine Carmen Carmen Tortolant." It was the common story, I thought, of a child, an orphan, taken from Italy to a hard life in America. 1 could not gather any more knowledge of her earlier life from Jiacouio, who was standing by. I tnruid to my pajer, to commence sketching her, wheu it oo eurr.l to me that a necklace would look pretty on little Carmen. I stepped to a cabinet, saying: " I am goiug to give yon a necklace, Carmen. One of bright beads.' "Oh ! How nice ! But, see, I have an old one. Only au ogly penny tied to a striug." She removed it from her neck. I had not notice*! it before, and|carelesaly took it in my hand. Never was I so sur prised in my life. The penny, as she called it, was actually the same coin that now bangs from my watch-chain, the same that my early friend, Biauca di Casablanca had worn. " Where on earth did yon get this ?" I cried, hardly able to stand still with excitement. 44 1 always wore it, sir." " What did you say your name was ?" " Carmen. But I know they used to call me Bianca when I was a baby." " And do yon recollect your mamma's name ?" " I only called her mamma, sir. I don't know that she had aiiy other name." "Do yon, perhaps, remember the name of the artist who painted your picture?" "I don't think 1 do. It was—like— Pem " "Pembroke, perhaps?" 44 Yes! yea ! Pembroke ! Signor Pembroke!" My street-waif then was none other that Bianca di Casabianca! I caught the little girl to my heart and kissed her, aaying : "I am Biguor Pembroke. Do yon know me ?" " I think I have heard your voice long ago; bat yonr whiskers are so great." I asked her a few more questions, and her answers more clearly proved her to be the Bianca of my first artist days. But I could extract nothing from her to verify my suspicions of her Uncle Luigi. Although overjoyed to be the means of rescuing her from the crueleat of lives. I was now seriously troubled by the thought that Bianca's mother hail, perhaps,died in the seven years that had elapsed since the begiuning of my Btory. At any rate, I determined to write to ber address in Loin hardy and take the steps necessary to have Bianca returned to her family. I bade rav model play to her heart's content, and rummaging in my desk for the eontes sa'fl address, I found it, and before nigbfall I had dispatched a long letter to Italy. I did not explain matters fully to Bianca, preferring to await the reunite of my letter to her mother. Weeks passed qnickly by and my picture was on the verge of t>eing completed. Bian ca's face was losing more and more of its tan and Jiacomo bad become quite a fashionable yonng gentleman and WAS showing u marvelous taste for drawing. One morning, a few days before Christ mas, there was a great commotion on my stairway. I opened the door, and, ns I live, there WBH Bianca in her moth er's arms, and the pair bugging and kissing each other and crying us though they would never stop 1 I retreated very quickly, my Amy and your Uncle Cov entry was actually weeping too. Jnst think of it! Coventry Pembroke, artist, in tears ! And I believe there wasn't n dry eye in tho whole bnllding when all the artists knew what had transpired. In a little while the contessa eame into my stndio. I kissed her hand and bore myself like a hero. Never WBB three people so happy. Many explanations followed. I in quired after the health of Conut Luigi— out of pure friendliness, yon know. "Luigi is iu prison," said the con tessa. " Indeed 1" I burst out. " I thought he would arrive there some time." " He was convicted of beiDg concern ed in a conspiracy against the govern ment. At the time of his trial three Roman desperadoes, who were being tried for heavy crimes in the same court, testified to a previous crime which he had hired them to perform. And you would not think what tins crime was." I had my idea, but remained silent. " He bad contracted with them," con tinued the contesse, "to steal Bianca from me and hide her forever from the world. My husband's will declared that, if I died childless and without marrying again, my brother-in-law, Luigi, would come into my whole for tune. Bianca being my sole hoir, the CENTRE HALL, CENTRE CO., PA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 26, 1878. count calculated upon acquiring my wealth when he should have removed her from his path." Here was the uivstcrv solved at last. 1 straightway confessed my early opin ions of the fount Luigi to the contessa, and likewise the story of the -incident at the bridge of Rant' Aiigelo. From thoughts of the perfidy of this man, we turned to thank heaven for having thus tuarvelously outwitted his scheme*. lUapera." Jouea dropped the umbrella. Ou hia ooru, of courae. After pumping hia lame foot up aud down, aud tiring a hard knot in hia couuteuauoe and undoing it again, he echoed: " The necessary papera T" " Yes, " said the squire sternly, " the necessary papers!" and he ooutrauod his search among the blanks. The right on* found, tie filled it out in a Jiffy, and he handed it to Jones to sign. As Jones read the papier his knees knocked together. It was a mortgage on his house and lot as security thst he would re*urn the utnbrellsiu good order within fifteen minutes. He faltered: " Wh—why, squire, I only want to borrow your umbrella to ruu across the street with. I'll fetch it back in two seconds." The squire shove.! his spectacles np over his bald sDot until they formed two skylights for his intellectual roof, and looking Jones full in the face, saul: "You only want to run across the treet. You'll return in two seconds. Young uien, that's what they all eay. I take uo stock in it Man wants bnt lit tle here below, bnt when he wants his umbrella he wants it I have known people in my time who have listened to the song of the siren, who came to bor row umbrellas until she bad transformed them into a people without au umbrella t>etwern them and the pelting atorma I am not one of that kind. I have accu mulated a fortune. Why ? For the simple reason that I have not spent my substance in buying umbrellas. That umbrella which you hold in yoor hand is certainly not of uncommon beauty, nor ia it of great valne. It ia simply a gingham umbrella A green one at that. But it answers the purpose for which, etc. 1 have had it since 1 waa a boy. Why t Because no man has ever taken it be yond the range of my vision without first s guing over his estate that he would return it in gocxi condition. It may not seem neighborly, but it's busi ness. Here is the mortgage; there is the umbrella; without beata the rain of heaven. You have your choice." And the old man resumed his newspaper. Jones thought of his wife and babies and the pleasant home that was all hie own. Tnen he looked at the rain that wss pounding at the doors and windows as if to get in out of the wet. A glance at his new overcoat, aud Jouea was de cided. '• I'll risk it," he said, and stepping to the desk, witli measured step and slow, he clapped his usrae to the mortgage, and went off with the umbrella. Oil City firrrirk. Wiiii Invented the Steamboat! Everybody who has visited the nation al capitol has heard of Hrnmidi, the fresco artist, whose work ornaments and enlivens everv part of the building. One day, while Brumidi was engaged in painting a picture over the door of the Senate committee room on patents, a gentleman entered, aud after looking at it for a few moments, asked: •' What is that von're paintiug ?" " A picture of Robert Fulton, the in ventor of steam power," replied Bru midi. " Bnt he wasn't the inventor of steam power," retorted the stranger somewhat earnestly. Brumidi, who occupied a platform that raised him almost to the ceiling, stopped his work, laid down his brush, and turning toward the stranger asked iu his qniet wsy: " Didn't Fulton in vent the tlrst steamboat ?" " No, he didn't,'' answered the gentle man. " Well, then, who did I" " Why," replied the stranger, " John Fitch. He was s long wsy ahead of Fnlton. I know that, because I've been in Fitch's workshop myself." " Well, you're an old man,"' replied Brumidi. reepeetfnllv, " and I won't dispnte yonr word. l\e always thought that Fulton made the first steamboat,bat if yon say be didn't, it's all right. Have yon got a picture of yonr man Fitch ?" "No, I haven't got his picture, bnt I've got a book that tells all abont his life and his works." " Will ron send me thst book ?" " Yes, I will, jnst as soon as I get home." answered the gentleman. " Well, yon do that, and I'll paint a picture of Fitch, too," said Brumidi. " I won't decide who made the first steamboat. Yon send me that book and I'll paiut pictures of both the men aDd leave the public to decide who is entitled to the honor. I'm a painter myself and don't bother about inventors." The stranger left, and in a few days Brumidi received s small book contain ing a personal sketch of Fitch and an account of his works. From this sketch the artist painted s portrait of Fitch, re senting him in his workshop engaged upon the mcxlel of a stern wheel steamer with three paddles as motive power. Those who visit the capitol now will see a picture of Fnlton looking upon his first steamer over the committee room on patents, and on the opposite of the hall is the representation of John Fitrh in all his glory. As Brumidi said, the people sre left to decide whichjof the inventors is entitled to the honor. The artist does not bother himself abont the qneetion at all. — H 'a*hinf/(on Satisfy In ir the Barber. One time there was a barber. Ami one day a feller he enm into the shop fnr to git shafed, and he bandod the barl>er a card which was wrot on like this way: " For my Hair —Taller, clone, lard, bergmot, pomatum, oil, touuick, reator atif, pitohooly, gum, l>ecswhacks, ker riseen and tar. " For mv Face—Oole creem, cam frice, powder, ham fat, sof nope, glis sern, polticr; rooje nammel, giant ce ment. shoo hlackn. " For my Wiskers —Samoa for the hair, only more taller. "For my Mnchtaah—Do., starch, glew, morter and sodder." When the barber he red it he was jnst dlited, and said to tbe feller: " Yon are the most sensible man which has ever set in this chair; yes, indeed. I never see a man of such good taste.'' And then the barber aliafed the feller, and tole liim all tbe news which hecude think, and never stopt tockiu, the bar ber didnt, while be shafed, oos he was dlited. But, jest as he got dun shafn the feller, and was getten reddy to put them things on him, oordin to the laemmy random, a man wocked in and took the feller by the ear, and he sed to the barber, the man did: "This feller's got to go now, oos he is a esoape; if you want to finish him yon must fetch them things over to the def and dum ward of I the lonattio sylum,"— lMUc Johnny, COJCEBItINtt HOIK AKEAN. liKmilaa UMfnaklMl laltratllaa OasssaJtg H . There is great ignorance in America respecting tl> ares of onr country, says a New York pajer. It is no marvel, therefore, that European* ahonld ao often make mintakea on tliia subject. ike want of precise and correct infor mation la manifest in Una country re specting Eurojie, particularly Ureal Britain and Ireland. Our reader# will, we doubt not, be pleaaed to are the matter oorrcetly stated. Let na begin with North Britain : ItUU Mil** Itoullilid, ltii-]ulib| Ih# llrtr.Jw, (>rk uvjn and oilier adjiceat uUtidt, baa an area of W.'M TbU la latter than lite whole rtuir of ftoutit Oaroliiia. wblob baa 29,399 It la lartfar tbau Not U*u. Nrt Jrfaey, CVkß&woU cut and 11 hode lalaiid, whirl* rna bta Uit mw 0f.,. 77,ft4 1 raland baa an ara 0f...... 1d.613 11*1* la larger tban the united area of New Hanijtahlr*. Vermont, Maaaarbuarlta and ONMMmI IM la 91,164 It la larger Ibau tba united area of Mar) land, IMa vara, NwW larae) and Vermont, la 91,716 It la nearl) aa aa tba Ktate uf Indi ana, which la 99,(Ml England and Wale* contain 66,230 l'bla la larger tbau tba Hlata of Uec-rgla, vhi eh la M.OM) It la larger tUan M*rU**u. whlrt* la It la mora man 13 00 graaler than l*ann> • } tii. i, fcl ?. • .. 46.00J It la mora tban 11,000 greater tbau Maw York, which la 47,t*i0 It la mora tban 9,JUU greater tlian tba united ar-a of Mary 1 and, Iela a ware, Mew Jarwv, rVnnert*Ttlt, Kboda laftand, ftfaaearbuertta, Yrrcnunt and New I(U.laL.fe, Willi b l 64,936 1 raland and ureal Itntnln united bate an area of 1/ *IC Tbla la nvtr than i.dOU larger tban all New England, New Jerwejr, IMa warv, Maryland and *kulh t'arvUna. wboar united area i 119,99* It |e more (ban 3.0U) larger (ban all New York, New Jrree). I'ct.nay NaLia, IMawwre and Marylaiid, wb*h la 117,969 And yet tkraal Hrtlaln and Ireland united do not contain una-half the area of New Me tiro, wblrb U 149,0*9 And la not by 6,(1* ae large aa onto, Indiana and l.liuote, wbuae united areata ...... 177.179 Omitting Aiaeka, the l ulled Malea own* on tbt nmtinetit 3,919,*uf Hut the Hritlab j wear mi una tn Vorib AmerVa aiuount to 1,171.1 0 And tbe whole British empire, rtrJuihr of lVanavaal, etc., embrace* 7,9*4,914 Ho that the British empire ooutrola uearly thrice aa large an arm aa the United BUt< n if we leave out Alaska and more than twioe aa large ar. urea if we include Alaska. Missouri i* by more than 2,OUd square tulle* larger tuan all New England. London has a larger population tban the whole Bute of New York. From these figures it ia easy to show what will be the population of the United States or of the Bntudi empire when their possessions shall have 100, or 200, or 300, or 400 souls to the square mile. It may interest our reader* and lead them to farther calculations for them selves to see the area in sonars miles of our several htates and Territories. We append it for their use : Maine. 31,766 ; New Hampshire, 9,280 ; Vermont, 10,212 ; Massachusetts, 7,800 ; Rhode Island, 1,306 ; Connecti cut, 4,674 ; New York, 47,000; New Jeraev, 8,320 ; Pennsylvania, 46,000 ; Delaware, 2,120; Maryland, 11,124; District of Columbia, 60 ; Virginia and West Virginia, 61,852 ; North Carolina, 50,704 ; Bouth Carolina, 29.385 ; Geor gia, 58.000 ; Florida. .'>9,268 ; Alabama, 50,722; Mississippi, 47,156; Louisiana, 41,255; Texas, 237.504 ; Arkansas, 52.- 198 ; Tennessee. 45,600 ; Kentuckv, 87,- 680 ; Ohio, 39.964 ; Michigan, 56,243 ; Indiana, 88,809 ; Illinois, 55,44*5 ; Wis consin. 63,924 ; lowa, 50.914 ; Minn< so la, 95 264 ; Missouri, 67,380 ; California, 188,981 ; Oregon, 102,606 ; Kansas, 78,- 418 ; Nebraska, 122,007 ; New Mexico, 243,063 ; Utah, 128,835; Washington Terntnrv, 176.141; Nevada. 45,812; Colorado, 105,818 ; Dakota, 818,128. Fraud* of History. At a meeting of the Yale alumni in New York, Profewaor \t hwl n*l a paper, in which be ex]>oaed a number of poonlar historical talea. Sappho never killed herself by jumping from a rock, but died a natural death. Leonidaa fought at Thermopylae, not with only 300 at hia bock, but witb 7,0(10. The pbilo aopber Diogeuea never lived in a tub. The atorv of the virtue* of the Roman matron Lucretia must he rejected, while the atory of the Horatii and Curatii ia worse than doubtful. Tbeeonaof Hra ta* were not the victim* of their father'* flrmneta, but of bis brutality. It waa utterly impossible for Hannibal to have followed up hi* victory at Cannas, and the atory of hi* uaing vinegar to cleave the rock* of the Alpa ia absurd. So, too, the atorv of Cleopatra diaaolvmg a pearl in a goblet of vinegar ana drink ing up a fortune at one draught Ar chimedes never aaid: " Give me a lever long enough and I will move the world;" nor did he cry out " Kureka!" at any known period of hi* life or diaooveriea. Alexandria waa never viaited by Omar, nor waa the Alexandrian library burnt No more did Galileo *ay: "And yet it move* for all that !" ainoe it ia proved from authentic document* that he did not dare to. That Colombo* broke the end of an eggandthuaeoufuted hi* mock er* i* fabnlona; a* i* nl*o the story that be encouraged t"he follower* with brave word* when the shore* of Han Salvador were still out of eight Richard 111., of England, did not kill his brother Clar ence, and the story about a butt of Malmsey arose from the fact that the body of Clarence, who died a natural death, was t run * port od from Calais to England in a wine butt. Charles 11. never had the body of Cromwell taken from Westminster abbey and hanged at Tyburn, for the daughter of Cromwell, apprehensive of some such ill-treatment, had her father's corpse secretly removed from the abbey and buried in a quiet churchyard. Milton's dsnglitera could not have consoled their father in hia blindness by reading p.outages from the old authors, for the best of reasons— they did not know how to read. Norwegian Conimcrrc The Norwegian nation ia the smallest of all European nations, but its commer cial fleet is the third largest in the world. The Norwegian flag is, of all foreign flags, that which is most fre quently seen in the harbor of New York, and throngh the aonnd which connects the Baltic with the North sea and forma the highway from London to Bt. Petersburg, often three to fonr hun dred Norwegian craft of every deacrii tion pass during one single day. Iu Norway, although not every man ia a sailor, every person is, nevertheless, more or less directly connected with the shipping interest. To bnild ships or to sail* them, to own ships or to have a part in them, is a point in everybody's life all along those thousand fjords which fringe the coast of Norway; and to the inlaud farmer the most common manner of placing his savings is to go down to tbe sea and bny a part in a ship. Many a Norwegian vessel, carrying timber to England and coal back to Denmark, or dried flsh to Naples and oranges back to St. Petersburg, represents the for tunes of a whole village or parish, in which even the servant girl may have a share, and to mauy a well-to-do Norwe gian farmer the only source from which he draws, and can draw, ready money Is his ship-part. TERMB: a Year, in Advance. Bismarck as An Eater and Drinker. The London Times, in firing extracts from Dr. Bunch's book on Bismarck, furnishes the following summary of the amounts of some of his personal adveu tares: " The pereoual incidaote recorded in the b<><>k are numberleea. From hie atudeiit days be has had no end of duels. He has lieaten toper* in lieerboueee with aueh a glorious aenae of manly ela tion that he takes two pages to recount hia victorv twenty-five years afterward. He has been over and over again in peril of his life, from the old Russian daya when a sentinel offered to shoot him, to the entrv into Parte, where a fierce-looking individual was disarmed bv the imuce coolly asking him for a light. He has jumped over abysses in j tbe Alps, with a fair burden in hie arme; he walks abont alone at nigbt in Ver aaillea, revolver in pocket, reedy to kill and die; and, to excel his neighbor* in everything, does not scruple to tell ua that'he ia the must accomplished diplo matist of hia age, ao he can also chal lenge assembled humanity to outdo him in point of drink. Bo terrific ere hie achievements in the potatory line that one dreadful day King William IV., happening to witness his libations, had recourse to hia sovereign word ol com mand to forbid further display. Then, aa regards eating, who can oompare with the chancellor in jsjint of discernment and rcceptiveoesa T When the crown prince dinee with the hroed shouldered chief of the foreign office in tbe camp before Paris, hia imperial highness ia astonished at the dainties served np and the rotundity of all hie officials present. I'This,' explains the complacent Bis marck, ' is due to donations we get from father lend. The German nation is de termined to have a corpulent chancellor. To which the crown prince replies: 1 liucber is the only lean specimen here; I dare say he has not been with yon long.' " Columns might be filled with the culinary knowledge displayed in the memorable work before ua. Tb in telligent prince dilates upon every im aginable variety of fish contained in ocean or river." He lava down the law upon crabs and lobsters, discourses freely upon egga, and claims the honor of being a heaven-sent benefactor to Aix la Cbapelle, having taught the benight ed citizens how to fry oyster*. Hia dia i-riminstiou in cheese ia perfectly won derful. He can hold forth by the hour upon wine, and on dire occasion, spirits lieooming scarce in the tents, osnaee a desperate appeal to be telegraphed home as to the strong need of a supply of gin incontinently. Alwsys good natured ufter dinner, he threatens cor pora! punishment to the steward oi Baron Rothschild for refusing to bring forth wine for tbe k ng when every bot tle is paid for. Nay, albeit a loyal sub ject, he allowthe rumor to circulate un contradicted that he has killed a brace of pheasants in M. Rothschild's park, contrary to the express prohibition of his sovereign. His exenre, it appear*, is tne paramount duty of self-preeerva tiou, the winged victims having been tbe first to begin the affray." tireeley'* Traable With Hl* Skirt*. One winter Mr*. Greeley went to the West Indies for her health, and the fol lowing spnng she sent for her husband to come after ber and bring her home to New York. Now, if there was one thing the old man hated, it was the sea. The very smell of salt water made him tick. Bnt nevertheless be obeyed his wife's call, as he was aoraatomwl to obey ber every whim. In due time they got back to Gotham, and that morning Mr. Sin clair received word that Greeley waa not feeling well, owing to his voyage, and had decided to stay at home for the day. In the evening Sinclair was going to Washington on buamea, and so. valise in baud, he called at Greeley's bonae an hour or two before the train was to start. He found the old man in bed, and actu ally Tery ill, having suffered terribly from seasickness all the way out and all be way back. He was alone, the other member* of the family being ill or away from home, and so Sinclair determined to pass the night with him, giving np for that time his trip to the capital. "Sinclair," said be in that querulous whine of h. " I'm aa naked as the day I oa horn. My trunka haven't arrived i yet, and I haven't got a night-gown." " But why not wear this ?'' pointing to the garment be had taken off before get ting into bed. ; "Oh, I expect Ifcbe out to-morrow, and I want that to wear then. How wonld it look after I'd slept in it?" Well, in dne time bis luggage arrived, and Sinclair made a bolt for the article he wanted. After some rummaging be ound it, and helped the old man to put ,it on. It waa speedily fastened at the neck, and the nurse took np one of the wrists and tried to button it. There, however, he atnek fast. The ends wouldn't meet by fully two incnes. He tugged and twisted to his utmost, bnt it wss no go. Still, as tlie patient aaid nothing, he supposed it ought to be fastened, and redoubled hia efforts for that purpose. For about twenty minutes he labored without success. Then he said : " This is a failure. It won't fasten." "No," replied Greeley, with exasper ating calmness, " I knew it wouldn't. The fact ia, I never could button the thing mveelf. But you seemed to enjoy it, so I didn't dtaturb you." He lay back on the pillows for a few moments, as if thinking deeply, and then, Bitting bolt upright, he brought his fist down upon the quilt and ex claimed : " If over Mormonism works as far east a* thia, I'll be blamed if I don't have one wife to take care of my shirts I" Chicago Tribune, " Pith and Point" Wo fritter away present precious moments, mourning the time already wasted. It is a tantologioal absurdity to talk of pedestrianiam as being a feet. " Watt an idea 1" exnltingly exclaimed the inventor of the steam engine. Peculiar paradox. How can a man wear well ? When he begins to wear we think it must be far from well with him. A burst of indignation makes more comment than a premature rock-blaat, bnt the latter ia more fatal to the by standers. He ia a false friend who oondones Cnur fault*. Thia baa been often aaid afore in different words; bat, never theless, the false friend flourishes in the sunshiue of your silly credulity.—New York Newt. Looking for a Real Mre tllrl. " Yes," observed a friend, the othei evening, " she certainly ia very highly cultivated. She ia very stylish, plays well, ainga well, talks well, uances well and rides well, and auooeeda admirably in private thoatricala. In fact," he add ed, " she ia jnst the kind of girl yon'd like one of yonr frienda to marry." " Then yon wouldn't care to marry her?" suggested Causenr. "By no meana, my dear fellow. What I'm look ing for ia a real nioe girl."— Boston Trantcript. The moat tender-hearted person we ever knew wae a shoemaker, who always < shnt his eyes and whistled when he ran I hia awl into a sole. NUMBER 52. TIIKLT TOPIC*. The number of visits made to ■ the Paris Espoaition waa 16,083,786. During the laat flaoal year 8Jg,000,000 letters vera mailed ia the United Btetea end reoaivad from foreign countries. The government failed to deliver one in every 289. No eeaaon within memory baa base ao unfortunate for the Greenland whaling fleet aa that just peat. The whole Hootch fleet eeeored hot ail whalae, and one steamer wea totally lost In summer London has frea public bath-houses, situated at convenient local ities. Last aeeeion parliament pa seed a bill authorising theeity lo ouuvaat tbeee bath-houses into gymnasiums for the winter. booth America is ■offering from grass hopper*. The Teller of the Oeooe, one of the moat fertile mad populous sections of the republic of Colombia, tee been ravaged by them. All growing crop* here been ruined, end the people ere threatened with femire. Among the eurioaitiee et the deed letter office, in Washington, u e letter containing |6O end eddreeeed to Hobo ken, Botfly Tiddlewinke A Co., pig dealers, 233 Boffcnenipper'e Terreee (comer Piddlekee erenne end Fcsu Hun dred end Filth street), Nantucket, Maes. At prominent railroad points in the United Bute* there ate now forty-six organisations known aa tka " Baiiiuad Men's Christian Aaaociatiou.** The flrat was formed in Cleveland in 1872. There is now an active membership of 2.500, and an aaaociata membership of over 100,000 railroad men. A Parliamentary paper jnst ieeoed ■bow* that in the year 1877 2,662 Urea were loet in Eofriend and Welas by drowning in inland waters. Of the per tone whuee Urea were loet 2,140 were melee end 522 femelee ; 1,433 Uwae ware loet in nrcr* end running wetere, 637 in canals, end 602 in lekaa or potxl*. While a farmer of Monroe, N. Y., waa prying up e flat stone in e quarry lest wsk hi* hsSid touched something cold end clammy. He raised the atone end found a bell made up of forty-five Urge black snakes. They were matted to gether as though they had been braided, end were separated by beating with a club. A pleat christened electnooa, in con sequence of its curious electrical prop erties, which ere eo stroog as to cause sensible shock* as from e galvanic bat tery to the hands of any person attempt ing to gather it, ia described in a Belgian horticultural journal as growing in Ni caragua. The needle of the oompaaaa ia affected by proximity to the plant. Mr. Ouy Carlton, a robust fanner serrnty-fiTe years old, linng near the Tillage of Wyoming, N. Y., has bought his coffin and has it ready for use. He also has ready for erection a solid marble block, chiseled in the shape of a dwelling, with doors and windows. The block will be put over his pare to sym bolise by its form and solidity the last long dwelling of man. Tbe (ienitt papers quote some sta tistics comparing tbe proportions of married persons in tbe populations of tbe different countries of Europe. Ger man ,T ranks only seventh in tbe list To iO,OOO aonls hi each country, there sre in Hungary 6,475; in France, 5,566; in England and Wales, 5,386; in Aus tria, 6,271; in Italy, 5,270; m Denmark, 5,191; in Germany. 5,107; in Norway, 5,065; in Sweden."*,flsß; in tbe Nether lands, 4 948; in Scotland, 4,678; in Bel gium, 4,634, in Beitsarland, 4,582, and in Inland, 4.513. Pirates are again becoming numerous in tbe Persian gulf, and the device prac ticed a quarter of a century ago by an English navy oaptaiu is suggested. Tbe English government had made repeated complaints to the king of Muscat regard ing the injury to British commerce, bnt with our effect, and the offlcar in qusa tion gave hia vessel tbe appearance of an unarmed merchantman. He sailed to the waters which the pirates most frequented, and waa soon surrounded by a swarm of their craft. His portholes than opened, and they ware treated to snoeeeaive broadsides of grape, caul mar and round shot. Two-thirds of tbe teasels were sank, and at least six hun dred pirates ware killed or wounded. How to live cheaply is aa ever-recur ring problem. A correspondent from the province of Quebec tolls of a woman who waa rejoioed at tha increased wages her husband waa to receive. On in quiry the amount was found to be £lO a month, and on this the family of four lived luxuriantly, according to the economical woman's idea. Mr. Ward, a Manchester (England) man. does even better. He is lecturing on " How to live on twelve cents a day." He sraots people to live altogether on a vegetarian diet, which he thinks would prevent rheumatism, cancer, epilepsy and many other ills that flesh (but not vegetables) is heir to, and besides, the ooet of living would be reduced to the economical limits stated. The world ia crasy for show. There ia Dot one perhaps in a thousand who darea fall back on his real, simple self for power to get through the world and ex tract enjoyment aa he goes along. There is no end to the aping, the mimicry, the false air*. It requires rare courage, we admit, to live up to one's enlightened convictions in these days. Unless yon consent to join the general cheat, there is no room for yon among the great mob of pretender*. If a man desires to live within his means, and ia resolute in hia purpose not to appear more than he really ia, let him be applauded. There ia something fresh and invigorating in anoh an example, and we should honor and nphold such a plan with all the energy in oar power. Keaalted Through the Telegraph. The accidental clicking of a telegraph instrument in e Cincinnati office was the means of bringing together a rich unole and hia long-loet nephew e few days ago. The nncle was a Pittsburgh mer chant named John W. Haney, from whom a customer in Cairo, 111., ordered a consignment of axes. A number of telegraphic messages passed between the two, and it happened that a night clerk in a Cincinnati offioe, through which the messsgee passed, heard Mr. ITauey's name ticked out on his sounder. Tuis reminded him that he had beard his mother, who died when he was a little boy, speak of having a brother of that name. The clerk telegraphed to an operator in Pittsburgh: " Who ia John W. Haney V' anl signed his name. This dispatch being shown to Mr. Haney he recognised the name as that of the nephew for whom be had, some years before, made a thorough and costly but fruitless senrcb. The two were soon reunited, to their mutual satisfac tion, and the young man baa now given up hia devotion to dots and dashes in the oomfortable position of hia rich unole's heir-apparent. Item* r liWatrt. t Chinese teoops owry other BU'I ahipwreeka thy Thednrabtlity <4 blsok eilks due to their frequent sleemng. The pernio who weote ermything is •hip-ahape sbonkl go to see. There if no pert ot e men which wtti •tend eo many blows M his noen. inettttnd* is almost criminal, and yet there is everything to adm>re in gratitude. IXDUISATIOX. " Virtoooa indigna tion " is the handsome brother of soger and hatred. Whet country in klru* reeembleea fatsahfrrd that (a thrice toid t It most be Tripoli Actually eome people are ao appeal d to mil tore that they will not efevela their eyebrow*. The abai eliolden of the broken 0. y at Gteagow teak will hare to pay to all about 166,000,000. The worm ami the barrel-hoop are eery much alike in this reaped, that they torn when trod npon. " Weight for the wagon," obaerred the (trmf aa be helped hm tbree-hundred poond wife to a seat m the rehicle. Every man ia made better by the poe nnaaion of e good picture, if it ia oalv the lendacepe on the back of a hundred dollar note. Frequently the masculine gender ia used to denote both aexes, aa when we •ay " Man ia mortal." Man frequently embraces womar. In peace there's nothing ao becomes a man aa modest abliuaaa and humility, gnlni ha ia engaged in the life insurance of analogous business. A eel's eyas begin to grow large at six o'clock r. Mand are largest at mid eight, vben a bootjack seems to them tobe as large •• • town door. Thare are 236 counties in Texas, of th — Tom Green and Crockett are as Urge as Massachusetts. Pecos as Con necticut, and Hartteaaßhoda Is tend. Tka Uttoa (Jbvrver truthfully re marks, when a printer acta on a poem it ia bound to be printed, but when an editor aela on a poem it will never be printed. Phystaimis in Indie raise blisters with red-hot iron, end dress them with cey enne pepper. If such trejitment dona not people "smart, we dont know anything that would. "My dear Julia," said one pretty girl to another, " can you maka up your mind to marry thai odiona Mr. BnuiJ " Why. my dear Mary," replied Julia, "I behave I could take him at a pinch." The Buatean Invalid* puts the DUD- ' bar of troops engaged iu actual fighting during the laal war at 282.000 infantry, 87.000 cavalry, or 819.000 n. with 1.288 field guns. The artillery used 904,923 charges and the infantry and cavalry 10,067,764 cartridge*. The Turks are reported to have lost alto gather nearly 160,000 killed and wound ed. Near Now Madrid, on the Mississippi near, ia a Mgwu known aa the " bunk en Oountry. In 1811 there waa a ter rible r*rtL ;n*ke, which had ita bead quartere at New Madrid, It ahook the ground for week* for three hundred miU from the mouth of the Ohio to the hear tit Frana*. Hnmbotdt and LyaU both deaeribe the event, and atate that the " Sunken Oountry "ia about eighty milee by thirty. It m curious that while wolves have been for eaotahea extirpated in Eng land, they khoold still flouriah in France. The Oaaette de Mtto aaye that this year they hare made their appearance near town* earlier than aauel ia the winter season. The diffkmlty in getting rid of them lies la the immense extent of forest land. The wild boarw, too, multi ply rapidly, and make sad havoc in potato fields and vineyaada. Wet pepper, it eearns, throw off groat quantities of carbonic aeid gee. On board an English steamer in a Chinese been wet with rain. Next morning • Chinaman went into the bold end fell arnsnlcss Four English sailors went down to render assistance ; they too, be oeme senseless; end finally ell five, after a ventilation of the bold, were found dead. A Demermrs (Booth America) news paper eootaisi tiMg its local items too announcement of the killing of a snake sixteen and a half feet long opposite the city hospital, the arrest of an Arab for passing off a penny piece brightened with quicksilver for e half crown, and the arrival of a ship on wboea passenger list are the Names of Messrs Coefave, Wooaeer, Gangadm,' Oroe, Latch man, Purbhoodoyal and Mongra; Mmen. Batchny. Joymooey, Bamdoye, Bhugua, Ocueran and Gunge. and Miss Zee boy. Two gentlemen who were peaaing a booaem Woroeater, Mam.,recently www attracted bye large Newfoundland dog which kept running toward them, and then returning in the direction of a pood in the grove, where something was evi dent )v wrong. Tbey followed the dog Ito the pond, where they found another dog in toe water and unable to get out. His front paws were on the curbstone, but ha oould not get sufficient hold to draw himself up. He was nearly ex hausted, and would probably have been drowned had not the gentlemen assisted him. The dogs showed their gratitude is unmistakable signs - He ffeuM, Tee. The eccentric oH gentleman and my self rarely came in contact to any great extent, because whenever I chanced to be user enough to notice tbe peculiari ties he wee usually to engrossed in what ever he chanced to be doing tbht he was oblivious to all surroundings. But I ean remember one incident, which, although rather embarrassing at tbe tune, oil fnroithacl food foe mdy % hearty laugh sinoe then. I waa going through the door which led into the back room of the New York Tribune office one day, when alap-bang! 1 col lided with somebody. And that wasn't the wont of il The somebody alluded to had stopped upon my foot, and al most ground into sausage-meat a part of that member which contained upon its surface a particularly violent and ag gressive corn. It was an I agonising moment, and in the pain, which fairly doubled me up for an instant, I—yes. I swore roundly, in good set term*, aa W. Shakspeare would observe. When I straightened up, you may imagine my horror to see that the person I had been I anathematising waa none other than Mr. Greeley. I oould have eunk through the floor with mortification, and I stood there waiting in a sort of dased way for the volley of profanity which I felt sure weald ooae. But it didn't. The old gentleman settled himself back, adjust ed his spectacles upon his nose and, with a broad grin upou hia face, addressed me thus; " That's right, bub. If it hurts you, swear like the deuoe ; I would. — Chicago Tribune. Hew He Cured Them. Many of the congregation made it a part of their religion to twst their necks oat of joint to witness the entrance of every person who passed np the aisle of the church. Being worried one afternoon by this taming practice, Mr. Dean stopped in his sermon, and said : " Now, yon Uaten to me, and I'll tell you who the people are aa each one of them oomas in." He then went on with his discourse until a gentleman entered, when he bawled out like an usher : " Deaoon A , who keepfe a shop over the way." He then went on with hie sermon, when presently another man passed into the aisle and he gave his name, reaidenoe and occupation ; s6 lie con tinued for some time. At length some one opened the door who was unknown to Mr. Pbiu, when he cried out: • V " A little old man, with drab coat and an old white hat; don't know him—look foryourselvee." The congregation was cured—Cleve cmd Leader t