A lan with an Appetite. A I know'* tb* hnngrtMt on* That F rer MI tb light; Hi* gormaadianig ■ n*rr done,* H# *uob an appetite. Th story brought to mo. yon know RT little listening bird*. • WM that a day or two ago H* firstly ate hi* word*. Then going homo, he from a *b*!f A pondoron* volnme took; And thers alone qnite by himself, He aoon devoured the book. HUU pang* of hunger ne'er foraook Thi* moot Toraoione male Not only be devoured the book. Bat (wallowed, too. the tale. And yet he longed far more to eat. Tee, ettll he ore red for more, Fattl to make hie meal complete. Quick bolted he the door. The Keifn of Ice. Roneed from the ohill of a froeen eleep. The ioe-king epoke with onraee deep. And bade the bitterest north wind blow Down from the realm of eternal (now. Down from the home of the ice and froet. Where silence reign* and life ts lost. The north wind came at the king's oommand, With e[*eed. and hate attd a cruel hand He farrowed the re** with froaen foam. And mocked the mariner'* dream of home. Of wife and child and *weet ureases Frvm stnfe and -torm In a port of peace. On (Upper? deck, with stitf'uing sail. The seamen *aw the gathering gale. And. freemng. stood by the icy mast. Palmed and dead in the spell of the blast. Down from the realm of the frigid sea. llelenUeee. and cold, aud cruel came be. To oast hi* curse o'er the land of rest Where heart* are warm and home* are blest. The traveler, tracking hi* homeless way. Begging for luead in the storm that day. Fell fro*en and dead In the toy air. As the mocking wind deuied hi# prayer. The widow shrank with shivartug dread From hi* icy conch, in her chilly bail, And her heart stood still in the cold embrace Of that spectral fiend with the fatal face Ht- cures was Serve at the homes of the poor; But the rich in their palaces bolted the door. And laughed b m ti scorn, a* he hastened away To visit the wretched ona* over the wav Ttie woe* of Ihe wretched were carried hack Tc the hitter north ou the wind * wild track, And the ice-ring, touched with the eld desire Of power anprsuie otw heat and Are Prophetic spoke in the frigid blast " The human race must end at last, Dewptle their pride and their faithless praters. Their stlnih schemes and worldly carts. I'll crush I heir hopes with endless death , n: chill their hearts, congeal their breath . I'll frwtae for are this wicksd earth From central Are to outer girth , Their farms shall be but frusen laud ; Their ships be locked in icy strand Their cities. Ailed with woe and ice, Shall lifeless stand in lifeless ice . The long-complaining wares shall be Teacwful aud still on the frown sea The ocean, chawed from shore to shore, SI;all boast his mighty strength no more The reign of justice HI renew, And ban ir h all the sel Ash crew. Whose sin. and shame, and quick desire Find food aud life ui heat aud Are. ' At war with life, and scorning praver. Hi* curse is new in the bitter air. The ground is clad for the grave to-day. And, should DO power the ice-king stay. A wail of woe and wild despair Would stnke the Voiceless and cold, the earth would rell. A lifeless orb, with frciea soul. OF CO IRSE! " Gwendolen ! " from Mrs. Olivia Ulenmoreland's fan'turn. "Jessie!" from Mr. Gerald Glen moreltuid's ftadio. ** Yes, tnit'am —yes, sir," from the pretty little maid coming np the stairs. She step* a moment when she reaches the 1 aiming, us ih ugh or usidering which summons to answer first, and as she pauses, a handsome young man leans over the baluster and lev ks down upon her, and is he looks he tuinki he never gased upon a prettier picture. A slight, graceful young girl, with fenous.dark e* es, delicately-cut features, clear pale lace, and light wavy brown hair, showing little specks of gold as the sunlight falls through the hall window upon it, parted simply on the low, broad brow and rippling away behind the lovely ears until lost in the heavy Gre cian co.I at the back of the small round head; in a closely-clinging dress o' some soft, dark material, with a knot of garnet ribbon at the throat, and a sister knot on each lace trimmed pocket of th dainty white apron. "Oh! I say, Browneyes," he calls out, cheerily, as the girl, becoming con scions of his presence, looks np with a smile, " will yon pose for me f " "As soon as I can, Mr. Denys," she replies, in a voice softer and sweeter, but as frank and cheery as his own. "Your father ami mother have both called me. I must attend to them first." And as the handsome head is withdrawn, she enters the room on the right, which one can see at a glance is the den of a sculptor; and a sculptor who, if it be true that "goodorder is the foundation of all good things," can never hope to attend any wondrous height in bis pro fession. Half-finished statuettes and bust*, dilapidated arms, legs, and toreos in day, plaster and marble, are standing and lying about in the greatest eonfu sion. Over Sbaksjeate's dome-Ike fore head droops a broad-brimmed hat; from the throat of a dancing faun stream the long ends of a silken neck-tie; and a flower girl offers with her flowers a pair of crumpled kid glove* and a soiled col lar. The sculptor himself—an odd-look ing man with wildish black eyes, and a massive head covered with a tangled mass of the darkest curls, a gray thread gleamiDg h re and there—Attired in a blonse, ihe back of which alone gives a hint of its original color, is regarding with critical gaze a half-modeled bust on the table before him, which in tnrn regards him with the blank stare pecu liar to its kind. "Ah ! there you are," he says, ap provingly, as Jewie comes quietly in. "It is well. I want your nose, my child. 'Tis just the notje for Elaine. Couldn't find a better if I searched the wide world o'er. Stand over there by Hercules—that'B a dear—and look at Mephistopheles." And he commences to sing in a strong if not altogether mu sical voice the "Gold Song" from " Faust," as the voice from the oppo site room calls again, " Gwendolen." "' Can you spare my nose a little while, sir?" asks the model, still look ing steadily at the grinning tempter in the corner, but with a gleam of mischief in her bonnie brown eyes. " Mrs. Glenmoreland is calling." "Oh ! ah, yes. Gwendolen work ing away. " How long have you been Gwendolen?" " For two weeks past, sir Ever since Inv mistress began ' The Princess and toe Dairy Maid.' May I go, Bir?" still, best of models, with her eyes fixed on the fiend. " You may; but come back soon; for kings may die and emperors lose their crowns, bnt art is deathless and forever reigns." ••Yes, sir," assents Jessie, demnrely, and trips sway. Mrs. Glenmoreland. sitting before her desk, on which is piled many sheets of paper covered with eye-exasperating chirography, her right hand nervously waving her pen abont, her left grasping her flnffv fair hair, to its great derange ment, allows the wrinkle of perplexed thought on her brow to melt away as the pretty girl appears. '• Gwendolen, my dear," she exclaims, turning suddenly toward her, and there by scattering the pile of manuscript in every direction, " I want your ear. She has the most oorrect ear " —this to an elderly lady who is sewing industrious ly by a small work-table in the center of the room. " Now my prose is exeellent and my poetry not bad—so lam told ; but sometimes my rhymes don't rhyme exaotly, but that sort of thing is only allowed to the very greatest of poete, I'm introducing a battle-song in the lact •FRED. KURTZ. Editor and Vropriotor. VOLUME XII. chanter of my novelette, and I'm in doubt lvut ' hurrah' and * war ' rah' And ' war.' An> they twins, or MO taey not, Gwendolen f" But before Gwendolen, who is on her knee* picking np the scattered paper*, cau reply, somebody comes down the stairs with a rush and bolt* into the SMictum. " Mother, I kiss your little tuk-slained fingers," he says. " Hut all the same I must have Browueyes; I want her arm. My grape gatherer is waiting for the wherewithal to gather the grapes." "It ia—l mean are they T" asks Mrs. Glenmoreland, as Jessie puts the manu script on the desk agaiu, and places a paperweight upon it. And then she smiles at her sou, who, after tenderly ruffling the rnflJed hair still more, kisses the brow beneath it. " 1 don't think they are," iuodet!y answers Jessie. "Thanks, dear!" Aud the pen is dipped into the ink again. " And now, Browueyes, your arm— your arm !" cries Deuys, striking a melodramatic attitude. " I'm afraid you can't have it just yct- Mr. Denya. I have promised your fa tiier my nose for au hoar or so," says Browueyes, dropping a cuuuiug little oourteev. "• By Jove ! is the governor at work again? Ten to one he newer flmahes it. HI look iu on hitu for a moment or two; he'll tnru me oat at the end of that time. Bv-bv mamma." " I really don't know what we would do without her," nays Mrs. Glenmore land, musingly, letting her peu fall and blotting the sheet before her as the young people ramsh. " Meaning Gweudolen, Browneyes, Jeaaie, or whatever her name is?" in quires the elderly ladr i who by-the-bye, is an aunt of the author's, on a visit to her niece for the first time in fifteen yearsV " Known as Jessie to her sponsors in baptism,' explains Mrs. Glenmoreliunl, " but Denys has always called her Browtieyes, and I have a habit of giving her the name of my heroine for the time being ; it helps to keep my story in my thoughts. Dtar, dear, how many names the little girl has answered to since she came here four yeara ago ! And she never objected but to two—' Phantom of Yellow Hill,' and ' HAg of Murder Creek.' And I don't much wonder at her not liking them." " Neither do I," says the aunt, with a grim smile. " But yoti have never told me anything about her. Who is she ? " " Haven't I ? Weil, as I can't take np the thread of my poem—that horrid Denys!—l'll take npttie cat * —lifting a pretty white and black kitten from ttie floor—" and narrate for your especial benefit. You know when Gerald and 1 were first married we were very unprac tical " " I should think so," interrupts the elderly lady, with a decisive nod. " One a scribbler of sixteen, the other a sculptor of nineteen." " But dear mamma, with whom we lived,"'her nieee goes OD, "made life easy for us until nine years ago, when she" died. Then for five years all was erperimect and confusion. At first we tried boarding; but the people with whom we boarded objected to our break fasting at odd moments between eight and twelve, and thought it unreasonable that we should expect little suppers at midnight. And, besides, they also complained that Denys—then only twelve, but already developing the ar tistic—used their best saucers, plates, and other things t > mix paints on; anil when the dear boy borrowed the marble slab of the parlor table for the same merit irious purpose, they became so very violent we were obliged to leave. Then we tried furnished rooms; made coffee over the gas in the morning, and dined at the reetaursnt in the evening. But we were SOOL obliged to give np this mode of life; the principal rea'on being that the bill of fare proved such a temptation; and to our shame be it said —having the most uncertain of incomes —that when our ventures were success fnl we weakly succumbed to the tempt er, and ate birds on toast, and broiled chicken, and omelette-souffle, aud terra pin, and all sorts of expensive good things, a* long as our money lasted, and in consequence were restricted to bread and cheese ami dried beef in the priva cy of our apartments for n week or more after. At last, after having dined snmp tn.msly one day, with a few invited guests, off a meilallion and a three-col umned storv, and then being oblige J to live for two weeks on one short column, we concluded to try iioarding onee more, renting a room at the same time in the Raphael building, where Gerald could fling his clay and plaster about to his" heart's content, and Denys, who would not go to school, and would paint, might lie ont of the way of the landlady's china. Bat, my dear aunt, the oth r fellows were in that studio from morn till night; indeed, several of the most imj>eeunionß spent their nights there, and very little work was done." " Then fortunately—that is, not for tunately, but providentially—no, I don't mean that either, but I won't waste time seeking for the proper expression— Ger ald's old uncle died, and left him this house. "Let's go to housekeeping,' said I, and we went. Heaven save the mark ! 1 never could make change ; neither could Gerald ; and as for Denys, he and the arithmetic are and always have been perfect strangers. The re suit of this ignorance could not fail to be au expensive one. Everybody cheat ed us. The servant girls wore my liest dresses to wakes and parties, and one of them had two of her friends ponoealed in the house for three months, waxing strong and stout on my provisions, and when at last they were discovered, de clared that she never knew they were there at all at all. " And we were forever in debt, and fast losing our senses, when my dress maker, a dear, good-hearted English woman, who used to give me advice, housekeeping advice, in a motherly sort of way, which I would have taken if I could have remembered it, died, after a long illness, leaving a fifteen-year-old daughter. The child looked up at me with those wonderful brown eyes when I asked her, after her mother's fnneral, ' And what will you do, my dear ?' and said, ' I don't know ma'am ; I have no relation but a grandfather out West, and he has just married again, and I don't think he wants me.' I gave her a kiss, and told her to come home with me. And she came, and since then life has been more than endurable. Bhe proved to be the cleverest little thing that ever lived, intimately acquainted with the arithmetic and heaven's first law, and baa learned to manage every- j thing and everybody in the house with marvelous tact and skill. And the man ner in which she understands my absent minded ways and contrary orders is ab solutely wonderful. Who else, for in stance, would know that often when I say ' shoes' I mean ' hat,' andf vice versa f and who else could translate ' both dark and white meat and the Chinese, you know, my dear,' into • chicken salad and rice pudding?' She's a treasure—rhymes like a bird, poses like an angel, and " " Has she no lovers ?" asks the elder ly lady, looking solemnly over her spectacles. •• Lovers! Bless you. no. Never ! the slightest sign of one. Her mother ! was an old maid; that is, she wasn't j when—l mean the was before she was I married. Lovers I Good gracious 11 THE CENTRE REPORTER don t a peak of such a thing. I ahotlld murder them. And I'm quite sure Alicia- flic name of my next heroine," she explains, iu answer to a questioning look from her aunt "has never dreamed - Was that a knock at the door f If it be Alicia, enter; anybody else, depart immediately." The door opens in obodteuoe to this command, delivered tu a load voice with much emphaais, and "Alicia" enter* with downcast eye* aud a black-edged letter iu her hand. " I don't want it ! 1 wou't have it I" almost screams her mtatreaa. " I hate hlack letters. Take it away." "It is uot for you, ma'am. It is miue; aud and " (with faltering voice! " I fear 1 must leave you. " Leave me 1" shouted Mrs. Glen moreland, starting to her feet aud dropping the cat, aud tu her excitement she seises the woru garment the elder ly ladv has been carefully patching anJ darning for the last hour from that worthy person's hands aud rends it from top to bottom. " lieave us ! What can you—what do vou mean ?" " My grandfather lias eut for me, ma'am. ILs wife is dead, aud he says it is ray duty to erne and live with him. as 1 have uo other relative m the world." "And you are going?" demands Mrs. Glenmoreland, iu tragic tones. " 1 do not know how to relmw." " Gerald ! Deuys !" calls Mrs. Gleu moreland, loudlv, running serosa tin r*vm aud flinging the door wide open. "Come here instantly." In dies her husband, a lump of day in his hand, and down rushes Denys, palette on thumb. "Mv darling, what's up f" asks Ger ald. " By Jove ! mother, how you fright ened uie ! Thought the house was on fire," says her son. " Gwendolen—Jessie ltrowneyes Alicia—SHE," pointing at the weeping girl, " is going away, never to return." " Goiug away I" repeats her husband, striking his head with his right hand, and then stalking wildly about the room, totally unconscious that he has left the lump of clay among his raven cnrls. "Browneyes leaving tis forever," re proachfully cries Denys. " After I've loved her all these years." sobs Mrs. Glenmoreland. " And I've loved her all these years," savs Mr. Glenmoreland. And I've'*— begins Denys,and then stops with a blush that is reflected in the girl's sweet face. " Going to her grandfather—horrid *ld hunks ! —who never thought of her before he killed her step-grandmamma, and who only wants her now to save the exjwuse of hiring a housekeeper and u irse, which he is well able to do, the venerable wretch ! And she thinks it her dntv to go, because he's her ' only relative!' And I've always felt as though I were her mother;" and overcome with emotion, Mrs. Glenmoreland drop# into her chair again. "And I as though I were her lather," asserts the sculptor. " And I as though I were her broth—" says the painter, and stoj>s in confusion as before. Jessie turns from one to the other with clasped hands and streaming eyes. " I shall never, never be as happy auy where as I have been here. I would have l>een conteut to have served yon all my life. But how could I recoucile it to my conscience if. without sufficient reason, I disregarded the appeal of my only relative, anil that relative my mother's father ?" " Bat be needn't be your ' only rela tive,'" says Deuys, earnestly, slinging hi* palette, [mint side down, on hi* mother's silken lap, aud springing with one bound to the young girl's side. " There can be other and nearer rela tives than grandfathers, Browneyea. I never kuew how dearly I loved you till this moment. I cannot bear the thought of losing you. I want your hand and heart. Take me for vour husband, dearest, and then your Jnty will be to share my fortunes for evermore." Jtmsie, the innocent child, holds nji her pretty mouth for his kiss before them all—the cat is playing with her grandfather's letter—and a wonderful smile turns to diamonds her tears. "The very thing I" proclaims Mr. Glenmoreland. "Of course," says his wife. " Why didn't von think of" it before, you tire some IX>Y, and save all this bother? And now go away, all of von. I have an idea for a storv." (onoerulng Diphtheria. In spite of the careful study that has been given to the disease, diphtheria must still be classed as an uneiplainable physical disorder. For a long time it was supposed to be of modern origin, but medical historical research has shown that there is good reason for thinking that it prevailed with deadly effect in ludia us long ago as f>oo B. C., and that the fatal epidemic,called in the Talmud " askara," was essentially diph theritic in its character. But from this time forward to the seventeenth cen tury there is no disease described with which it can be compared. At that time there were many deaths from this canse; bnt it appears to have made a complete leap over the eighteenth centnry, and not to have be., 1580; lefore which time Queen Elizabeth, on public occasion*, rode lx>- lund her chaml>erl*in; and she, in her old age, according to Wilson, used re luctantly such an effeminate conveyance. Tlicy were at tirst drawn by two horse*; " but," says the same author, " the rest crept iu by degrees, as men at flrst ven tured to sea. It was Buckingham, the favorite, who, about 1619, began to have a " team " of six horses; which, as an- * other historian says, "was wondered at as a novelty, an .1 imputed to him as a master pride. Before that time ladies chiefly rode on horseback, either siuglr, on their palfreys, or double, behind some person on a pillion. In the year 1672, at which period throughout the kingdom there were only six stage roaches constantly running, a pamphlet was written and published by Mr. John i Cresset, ot the Charterhouse, urging their suppression; ami.among the grave reasons given against their continuance, the author says: " These stage-roaches make gentlemen come hi London on very small occasion, which otherwise they wonld not do but upon urgent tie cosiuty; the convenience of this passage makes their wives often come tip, who, rather than come snch a long journey on horseback, would stay at home. Then, when they come to towu, they mnst presently lie m the mode, get tine clothes, go to"plays and treats, and, by these, get snch a habit of idleness and love o; pleasure as makes them nneasy over after." Rome Sentinel Brevities, "If yon have nothing to give the poor but a little sound advice, you hail better retaiu it," says an exchange. That's so. A bushel of sound potatoes would lie better. The happy Newark father, who is rooking his son, writes to say : " The reason I cradle him is because he's just as good as wheat." He's the family flower, probably. The Hackensack RrpuhUcan asks : " Why don't you pay twenty-flve cents to some poor fellow and get yonr side walk cleaned ?" We have; we've paid thirty cents, and it isn't cleaned yet. If you want to ascertain if a man is an editor, just examiue the second joint of his right thumb. Hackrnark llrjnih- Iv an. Yon couldn't find out that way. We don't nse the kind they cot ready made clothing with, A notorious hnrglar known as" Piano Charlie," was arrested the other day in Toronto. We suppose lie plays on skel eton keya. He ought to bo made to suffer the podal-ty of his crimes now.— Ci nrinnati Sat. Niyht. He probably lielougs to au organized gang that does not pay-any regard to the law. The Gardener's Lesson. Two gardeners had their early crops of peas killed by the frost. One of them was very impatient nnder the loss, and fretted afxmt it very mnch. The other went patiently to work at once to plant a new crop. After a while, the impatient, fretting man went to his neighbor. To his surpriae, ho found another crop of peas growing finely, i He wondered how this oould be. " These are what I sowed while yon { were fretting," said his neighbor. " But don't yon ever fret ?" he asked, "Yes, I do ; bnt I put it off till I have repaired the mischief that has been done." " Why. then you have no need to fret at all I" "True," said his friend ; " and that's the reason I pnt it off." TIMELY TO I'l UK, Foreign uiercliants ship eggs to lain don in cheap coffins, there iioiug uiore profit IU selling the cotfii.s than IU dis posing of oth< r wooden packages. The monument in China to the Awer tcau, Captain Ward, who Imwiiiit com mander iu chief of the Chinese army, ia very costlv, and has on ita top au ever growing lily, which is watered every day. The mayor of Itockford, 111., furnishes the young men with a pleasant and com fortable resort, where they cau engage ill chest, eheckcra and similar amuse ments, free from temptation and evil associations. Ciueiuuati go-cent advertise for sale in the Hiiuday pupern, under exas|K-rat ing oartixius, the bills of their delin quent eustomers, giving the debtor's name, occupation and residence, and the amount of the little bill. Thomas Maascy got out of bed in Milwaukee on an intensely cold tunnuug to build a fire, instead of making his wife do it, and was found an hour after ward froteu nearly to death in the yard, where he had gone for wood. A Wevauwega (Wis.) tlermau pound ed his wife, cut a young mau who came to the rescue upon the mar with a sa iler, whipped a deputy sheriff aud hia posse wheu they wen t to arrest him. aud for all of these offenses was fined by a police justice the sum of $lO. The Ciuciuuati Timet alleges that au old man in that city, after running through a fortune of $65,000 after mar rying a second wife, carried the monu ment he had erected to his first wife at a cost of $1,400 to a marble-yard, and eiposed it for sale, after the erasure of the inscription upon it. One Be inert, a miller of Plaueu- Dreden, Haxony, has philanthropiaally presented the town with money for plautiug cherry trees aloug the streets, vhe wouey to lie refunded from the sale of the cherries wheu the tree# begin to l>ear. Bcincrt was under the impres sion that there was no small boys in Plauen-Dredeu. The new ltenteuaut-goveruor of C-olo m io not long ago wa* a stonecutter iu Augusta. Me., and when he went West he opened a miners' atore in Leadvillc, Cob Now he is worth $5,1X10,000, own# two*miues, from which he receive# thou sand# a day, l* president <>f a bank and proprietor of a large wholesale store, and has been postmaster. A clerk in a Denver (Col.) grocery stole provisions to send to the workmen in a nune that he partly owned. He hal recently married, and tnire an ex cellent reputation, so the exposure of hia crime was a stunning blow. He leggod the officer who made the arrest to let him stay at home until morning. The .jflioer oompbixl, staying on guard in the house. In the mgLt the prisoner and hi* wife committed suicide with laudanum. The savings tanks in the Ended States generally make a much poorer ex hibit daring the past year than they have made usually. Fi>r example, the filty-nino banks of Maine showtsl a de crease of 10,683 in tlia number of depositors, and a aLr.tikagi- of deposits to the extent of $2,743,565.29, exclusive of the marking off of $1,035,481.n3 bv legsl derrees. In Massachusetts, the tanks showed a reduction of near 80.000 depositors, and of some $2*,000,000 in deposits. An instance of the great value of pres ence of mmd w;i shewn in a church near Newcastle, England, the other dav. The curate hail just began his sermon, when the vicar suddenly ar-ae, inter rupted him and pronounced the I. ur diction. The people want ont, wonder ing what was the exnse of the snddeu closing of the service. It aoon tran spire! that the heating flues had set lire to the orgau loft, and thai the vicar's prompt and composed act: >u had pre vented H disastrous pnnic. The famous Boston " Saturday Club " has lost by death during the iaet few years the following meniter* : I'rim oott, Fallon, Motley, Hawthorne, Agas si*, Howe, Wn tuner, Andrew, Wyman ami Quincy. The living members are K. W. Emerson, H. \Y. Longfellow. O. \V. Holmes, J. R. Lowell, E. P. Whip ple, J. H. Dwight, J. O. Whittier, J. T. Fields, B. Pierce, the two Danas, R. II Hoar, T. (I. Appleton, C. K. Norton, J. K. Cabot, H. James, W. D. Howolls, J. M. Forbes, F. H. Hedge, M. Brim mer, W. M. Hunt, C. F. Adams, C. W. Eliot, C. C. Perkins, F. Parkmsn, A*n Gray, Horace Gray anil A. Agassi*. A Wisconsin girl put on trousers and started through the deep snow to walk ix miles to a village for provisions, the family larder being pmpty. Hhe soon liecame tied out, lxsides losing her way, aud the cold was intense. A big New foundland dog which accompanied her was the means of saving her life. She scooped out a hollow in the snow, lay down in it, and made the warm dog lie on her, shifting him about so as to suc cessively cover the coldest part of her body. In that way she passed a whole night, and was not very severely frost bitten. "With two or three more dogs," she says, "I would have got along very comfortably." A Parrot's Piety. Captain James Etehborgor vouches for the following bird story : About thirty years ago wheu in Hon duras iu command of the bark Eldor ado, his wife then aoeompeuying him, he was presented with a parot, a spright ly bird aud a fluent disoonrrer in the Spanish Inngnage. The bird was brought to this city, where after lieing domiciled in the honse of the captain s family it soon aequirod a knowledge of the English tongue. The next door neighbor of the captain was a gamllons woman—an incessant scold —forever quarreling with some one or something. Polly lining allowed fnll liberty was pleased to take an airing on the yard fenee, and in a short time had learned to mimio the scolding neighbor to per fection and became aggressive. Polly not unfreqiiently rued her impertinence by being knocked off the fenee with a broomstick. This brought forth a torrent of abnse from her injnred feelings upon the head of her assailant. Finally the bird s language became so abusive that the captain a as obliged to send it away, and Polly was transferred to a good Chris tian "family iu the country, where in the course of time she reformed and became to some extent a bird of edifying piety. Borne time ago, while she was snn ning herself in the garden, a large hawk swooped down anil liore the distressed parrot off as a prize. Her recent re ligious training came to her assistance, as at the top of ber voice she shrieked, " Oh, Lord, save me! Oh, Lord, save me 1" The hawk lecame so terrified at the unexpected cry that he dropped his in tended dinner aud aoared away in the ! distance. Polly still survives her attempted , abduction.— Baltimore (Mson, "she was the best mender that probably ever lived. It was her delight to flud a button off; aud j a* for rents iu coats and thing*, I have seen her ahed tears of joy when she saw them, she was so desirous of using her needle for their repair. Ob, what a woman Husau was !" " Many is the time," legan the wid ■, "that niv first husband " " With regard to Anua, who was my third," aaid Mr. Thompson, "I think ' her forte, above all others, was in the accomplishment of the cake known as slapjack. 1 have very pleasant vision# at this moment of mv angelic Anna as she appeared in the kitchen of a frosty morning, enveloped in smoke and the morning sunshine that stole through the window, or bearing to my plate a particularly nice article of slapjack with the remark, •That * the nicest one yet, Thomas; eat it while it's hot.' Home times, I assure you, my dear, these re collection# are quite over|wiwering." He applied his handkerchief to hia eyes, and the widow said, "Oh, yea; I know how it is myself, air. Many is the time that 1 see in my lonely hours my dear first bus"— •' Th# pride and joy of Julia, my fourth, and I may sav, too, of Clara, my fifth," interrupted Mr. Thompson, with tome apparent occidental violence of tone, '' lay in the art of making over their spring bonnets. If you will be lieva it, mv dear, one bonnet lasted those two bieosed women through all the happy years they lived with me—they would turn them and make them overao many timtw ! Dear, dear, what a change ful world— what au unhajipy, changeful world!" " f #av to mvself a hundred times a day, air," said the widow, with a aigh; " I frequently remarked to my first hua"— " Madam," said Mr. Thompson, and denlv, ami with great earnestness, " oblige me by never mentioning that chap again. Are you not aware fhat he must be out of the question forever more ? Can you not see that your con tinual references to him sicken my soul ? Let na have peace, madam—let me have peace !" " Very well, air," said the widow, meekly. " I beg your pardon, and promise not to do it again.' And they were married, and their lives were as bright and peaceful aa they could wish. W bat'# m a Name The Udluiau house—distinguished for having been once occupied by Washing ton— ia a great hostelry just north of the capitol, on Delaware avenue. It is much affected by married people with fami lies. In its grand old corridors and the staircase* play the most charming beings of children. Among the group is a boy, whose dark, piqaant face is # brigfit and questioning as the one of Munllo's gypsies. He ia called " Tnraie " and is the son of Capt. Meigs. The legeud of hia name ia that many years ago in the staid old State of Connecticut a great great grandfather of the little fellow courted a young girl gnd asked her to be hi# wife. Her mother was anxious that her daughter should marry oo exemplary a man, bat the wayward girl diacarded him. The disheartened suitor l>egped her to think of it, for if be left with her re fusal he would niver return. Kbe gave him. no encouragement, ao he lift. He •was still outside, loth to depart, when the voting girl. rejHuting, ran to the door aud opening it suddenly called out: " lU'turu, Jonathan ! return, Jonathan!" He did return and they were married. When their first child was born, wishing to commemorate *o happy an nuicn, they named him lb-turn Jonathan Meigs. The child was afterward appointed judge of the Territory of Michigan, aud re signed in 1808. The grandfather of this beautiful boy is at present clerk of the district court. — Washington Jjctler. ((linear Salutation. The salutation* of the Chinese, like everything else jertaaiing to this queer people, are peculiar. The salutation between two Chinamen ol the better class when they meet consists in each clasping his own hands, instead of each 1 other's, and bowing very profoundly, almost to the ground, several times A queetiou more common thau " How do you do?" is "Have you eaten rice I" It is taken for granted that if yon have iwten rice yon are well. Etiqnette also requires that in conversation oaeli shall compliment the other and everything lelonging to him in the most laudatory style, and depreciate himself, with all pcrtaiuing to him, to the lowest point. The following is no exaggeration, though uot the precise words: " What is your honorable name?" "My insignificant appellation is Woi g." " Where ia your magnificent palace I" " Mv contemptible lint ia on Dupont street." " How many are Tour illustrious chil dren 1" " My vile, worthless brats are five.' "How is the health of your distin guished a|H>uso ?" "My mean, good-for nothing old wo man is well."— Oo'dcu Fra. tjneor Name for a Jtewqiapcr. Considerable curiosity lisvirg l>ccu manifested by our friends in regard to the significance of the name of this paper, we will inform them that Dona Ana county having heretofore leen Ke pnblican by majorities ranging from three to five hundred and the Democrat ic party having in the recent election carried it by a majority of thirtv-fonr, a revolution which one of the editors of thia paper contributed toward briuging about, it was considered appropriate to adopt that majority for a uame. Her alds, Democrats, Republicans, Alow, A tars, (Jateffes, etc., there are without number, and not one of them possesses such an individuality us to be intelli gibly referred to by its simple name without mentioning its locality. There is but one Thirty-Four, and whenever it shall be mentioned there will be no doubt as to what particular journal is alluded to. The uame ia brief and unique, has a local and historical signifi cance and is jnst odd enough to attract attention. These are considerations which are too often ignored in a profes sion which lives by advertising other people's business but neglects to adver tise its own.— Netv Mexico Thirty-Four. " 1 know 1 tttn R perfect Lear in my maunere," aaid a young farmer to hiß KweetUeart. " No,' indeed, you are not, John; you bare never hngged me yet." TKRMB: $2.00 a Year, in Advance. THAT HKA HKKI'KXT t Tkla Ttw. U I# m*a ki %>rsrl## la, lalß ml Ik# Ml##, " Jaar Kllaa," la lalaa# Mail. A guilcleoa New York reporter waa told the following ea serpent yarn by Captain Daniel I)alton, of the good ship Jaiii Eliaa ; " Now, put it down juaat a# I tell you," the captain aaid. "The June F, I ir.it Malted front the ftiot of limrruoti atreet, Brooklyn, on Jan. *l, 1879, loaded with 1 I,'diXl bushels of nult, consigned by J. I'. k 11. O. Hobinaou to B. E. Merwiu A Bon, New Haven. Yon will remember it wan the time when the big New Year 1 atom waa blowing along the coast When we got aloug aa far in the aoutid aa Greenwich point, near where Tweeil a elub houae nnel to be, nailing under close reef# (I waa on deck,my sin Frank waa at the helm, and my aon William war walking along the aide, which left Joe down in* low doing the cooking j, William aung out to me and aaya: " ' l'op, anything sunk here?' No,'aaya 1; 'but we're in deep water here, and you wont toneh it if there ia.' 1 " * By George !' aaya he, ' there'# the see aerpent.' " That's just aa it waa aaid. We were heading east southeast at the time, and he (the aer]>eut) waa heading went nouthwert, toward Captain'a laland. We haid yon feel any ahoek ?" "No, 1 don't thmk there wu anv 1 shook. The first I noticed waa when 1 heard William aiug out, ' By George !' Then 1 saw ten feet of a big anake ont of water. He mnat have been not leea than fifty feet away at the time. It waa about a minute, I judge, that Frank and William and I had to take observa tion# of him. We called Joe, but he couldn't leave his cooking in time to get a sight. Now. if you'll take down the description. His bend was just like that of a snake. It was fiat on top, and a foot and a half broad. In color it was black, with greeu spots. The left eye, which was the only one we could see, stuck out of its head like a frog's eye." " How large waa it?" " About as big as a deeent-sised sau cer. As he went along, be kind of turned his heal and kept his eye on ua. This was in broad day-hgbt, at two o'clock in the afternoon. The eye showed angry, but he never turned on us or showed fight. I could have put a bullet through the eve as well as not, or I could have thrown a harpoon into hi# body, but I never carry fire-arms, ard I'm not a whaler, as 1 used to be. The head was about three feet long. At least it began to taper down about that distance from the tip of the nose. This smaller part continued for about ten feet, and wss held up entirely out of water. After that it began to swell all at once until it was as large as a barrel. Weoonldaec that about two third* of thia part was nnder water aa he kind of rolled in the waves, and one third waa out of water. We oouldn't ace any of the rest of him." " How long to you think the aerpsnt was ?" "Well, now, you guess, and ITI gnesa, and I'll guess that he couldn't have been less than thirty feet." The reporter guessed twenty feet more, judging from the site of the head and lody. and Capt. Da! ton thought that the serpent might well be fifty feet feet long. He had put the length at the smallest figure he could conscien tiously. "In what war did he disappear ?" was next asked. " Well, after be bad kept bia eye on na for about a quarter of a minute, he dipjied hia head into the water ana went down (Capt. I>a)ton wriggled hia nand slowly toward the floor) with a kind of easy, waving motion." "And didn't hia tail rise out of water when hia head went down ?" " No, because he was a snake." " Why not, liecanse be was a snake ?" "Snakes, tou must understand, hare |no fiua. They hare to more themselves with their tails, so that if tbeir tails get out of water they are lost He had to keep his tail under. If it had beeu a shark or a porpoise, it would hare showed its tail for certain. This ia a demonstration. I're seen lots of sharks and porpoises and all kinds of sea crea tures in my traTels all orer the globe, and I know that thia was a snake. Ami then there's another thing. Pre rend in the Run that on Friday. August '24. 1877, a serpant rose up out of the Soon 1 at suit twenty feet, and was bigger round than a barrel, at this rery spot that is near Captain's island lighthouse. It hissed and roared. A few days afterward Capt. Wicks, the two men at the wheel, and others on the steamer Bridgeport felt her hit something on her starlnmrd quarter. It shook the whole boat. William Gamble, the deck watchman, heard something like a lass and a bark, and then something black rose up as high as the flsgjiole and went down again. That was just off of Captain's island, too ; and last summer, just about the same place, it was seen again by somebody else. " Oapt. Dalton drew a picture of the animal he bad scon with the reportei'a pencil. In constructing the eye he first drew a large round cipher and scoured it all black with the point of the pencil. His two stalwart sons, who constitute his two mates ami the crew, corroborate every won! of tbeir father'# story. A Story of Silver Hollars. A good story ia told of the experience of one of our banks and mannfactories resuming specie payment. The slock of silver dollars in one of the banks was getting to be pretty large, and a direc tor proposed that if the bank would put with them enough gold to make up his monthly pay-roll, he would pay them ont. Agreed. A youthful messenger from the stops stepped lightly into the liank one day and called for "that silver," the amount of which was about S7OO. He was somewhat snrpriaed on attempting to lift the bag of metal, which weighed about 400 pounds avoirdupois. An expressman was re quired to convey it to the counting room ; it took n day's work of all the clerks to count it out ; the unusual gravity of the procedure was thought to require the presence of the leading partners ; the workmen have been dis tressed for fear of losing the gold pieces, and finally the story is all around the shops that the employers made aliout 8200 by the operation 1 It will be the last time probably that the dollar of the daddies gets a lift from that office.— | Springfield Republican. Coinage of the United States Mint. The first silver coined in the United States wss in 1793. Up to 1877 there had been coined, in different denominations, as follows: I>o!lar • 8,045, SSB 00 Half-dollar# 118,869.540 50 Quarter-dollar* 84.774.121 50 Dime# 16,141,786 80 Half-dime# 4,906,946 90 Tliree-oent piece# 1,281,850 20 4208,872,291 40 During 1878, coined: I (standard dollar* t 8,578,500 00 ! Fractional coin 8,889,515 60 1 Total •WA7BAMi~9O NUMBER 7. What liliad Men llarr Be®®. The long liat of Ibe nameaof tbe blind who bare Itreu eminent in the various branches of learning from ibe time of Diodatu", ®h<> lived fifty ream before tbe Cbriatian era, to the preaeot time, ia well worth renieniierinK. The fol lowing are some of tbiwe o whom we lhixlatas, of Aau Minor, ooiebtatan i for bia learOißg m pbiloaopby, geomatrj and music. Euaebina, alao of Asia, lired from 315 to 840 of the Christian e } became 1 blind at Ore yeara of age; died at twenty-fire. Aud yet, daring so abort | a lifetime, Ibu blind man, by bit tbeo logical writing*, baa come to u, atid will go down to posterity, aa one of tbe fathers of ebrutunity. Henry, tbe minstrel of boot land, au tbor of "Tbe Poetic Life of Wallace," waa born blind in 1361. Margaret, of Ravenna, born in 1806, ; blind at three months; celebrated for her writing* on theology and morals. Hermann Turrentius, of Bwilsarland, born in 1646, and author of a history and (Mjetieal dictionary. Nicholas Sanderson, of Yor kali ire, England, born in 1682 ; learned in matli ematioa, astronomy, and wrote a book on algebra. , Thomas Blaekloek, D. D., of Hoot land, born in 1751 ; blind at atx months; celebrated for bia learning in poetry, divinity and music. Francis Huber, of Geneva, Hwitier land, born in 1610; wrote on natural sciences, bees, ante, and on education. John Milton, born in 160s. in London; author of " Paradise Lost." John Metcaif, bora in 1717, in Eng land; road surveyor and road contractor. John Gough, born in 1757, in Eng land; blind at three years; wrote on betauy, natural history, etc. David Macbealb, born in 171*2. in Scotland; learned in music a< d mathe matics, and inventor of the airing alpha bet for tbe blind. M. Fooault, born in Paris in ITW; t invented a wnting apparatus for tbe blind. M. Knio, of Prussia, born blind; waa , director of an institution for the blind, and wrote on tbe education of tbe blind. Alexander Rodenbech, of Belgium, l>orn in 1786; member of the Belgian \ congress, and wrote several works on the blind aud tbe deaf mute. William Henry Churchman, formerly superintendent of tbe institution for the blind, st Indianapolis, Ind., and author of architectural designs aud re ports for tbe institution. Prof. Fawcett, member of the British parliament, and an eminent philosophi cal writer. About liegs. Modern breeders of dogs are not tbe only people who put a high price on them. In Guiana, the Tumura Indiana take great cart with tbfJr dogs, and they are extensively bought and Sold. A' price of a good one is equal to that of a wife. In South Africa, tbe Damaras will give two oxen for a good dog. Tbe Fuegians will, when i ami shed, kill their old women for food rather than their dogs—"old women no use; dogs catch ■ ■tters." Ho that dogs msy be uaid to tiring according to what they can fetch. Climate modifies tbe character of dogs as well aa of men. The English bull dog on its arrival in India can pin down j an elephant by its trunk, but in two or j three generations will fall off, lose bis pluck and feroety, the form of his lower jaws will change, and he will have a finer muzzle and lighter body. Dogs have been taught to speak. A French dog could call in Intelligible words for tea. coffee, chocolate, etc.; and the dog of a young peasant Iwy in Has coy was taught to repeat thirty words. Two famous Italian aoga, Fideho and Blanche, were taught to spell 300 words by means of a printed alphabet on cards, to do sums in arithmetic, and to play a game of cards together. Mon signers Capel, of England, it is said, has a dag which will salute tbe portrait of the pope and turn his back rn Bismarck; while a dog in New England was taught during the war to howl and gnash bis teeth at the word rebellion, and jump ami wag hia tail when the Union was mentioned. Dogs have given so many proofs of their ability to reason and to show signs of remorse, shame and sensitiveness to ridicule, that no one longer disputes their capacity. A dog in Paris, being frequently sent with a nte by bia mas ter to get* meat at the butcher a, one day conceived the idea of obtsining aome on his own account. He therefore picked up a piece of paper and carried it to tbe butcher, and waa apparently so aabamed st the failure of his ruse that be would never go near tbe shop sgsin. Another Paris dog, perceiving that the visitors at a benevolent soup-bouse merely rang a bell and hail a dish of food set out for them, without tbeir being seen, sprang np, rang the bell with his fore pawa, re ceived his dish, and set down to devour it at his leisure. This was such a suc owa that be repeated it several time# before he was discovered, as he always took care to go when no one was there; after which thev gave him a ticket* and he went regularly for his dinner with the other beggars. A DearrtH Tow®. The onlv ruined town in the United States.as far aa weknow,and certainly the one which possesses the most singular history ia found ou tbe New Jersey coast, hidden smong the low wooded bills which stretch bark from tbe beach. Stopping at a little station on the Cen tral New Jersey Railroad, the traveler finds tbe usual two or three new yellow wooden buildings; bnt half a iuile beyond, in tbe midst of thick woods, lie comes upon s deserted, empty town. There are rows of solidly-built blocks of brick dwellings; there are great fonmleriea, and mills, and churches. The grass grows knee-deep in the streets. Some of the buildings have crumbled into ruin, and are bedded in moss, bnt the wslla of moat of them are standing. In the vacant rooms of the unroofed houses, trees have grown, and rsnk weeds flaunt gayly, while tbe American ivy climbs up to the top of the gigantic* cliimnvys, which used to belch forth volumes of fire and smoke, and waves its crimson I tanner in triumph. Half a dozen laborers' families have found shelter in the best of the old buildings, but their presence only seems to make the solitnde more apparent. The town is enclosed in a fence, and a rusty gate creaks on its hinges to admit the curious visitor. The story told by tbe superstitious neighbors, to account for iron works in a lonely district where there was neither ore, fnel, a market, or means of trans portation, is that the works were a mere shield for the operations of the ootid pirate, Gibbs, and his gang, who used them as a place of deposit, oomiog and going in the boats which brought the ore up the inlet to the town. They al lege that on the very day, forty years ago, when Gibbs was hung, the works closed, and tbe bnildings have stood un tined ever since. Unfortuuately for the truth of tbe romantic story, tbe town belongs to a very respectable family, whose estate has been in litigatiou for many years— a sufficient clue, probably, to all rnya tanea,— Fcw.'As' Companion, ITEMS OF INTEREST. Aw ■ jiy bum —MiM Government. A brakeman—An eitnrragaal if Lying down—An incipient mustache. Jack Front la on® of the eoolm* t®Uowa going. Mar*, la., is numerously begird by pnurie wolves. Home man are lik® brooka, they ar® alwaya murmuring. Tram pa are no longer allowed to aoep in Cinoinnati parka. "A lent farewell " A ahoemaker firing np business. Caleb Cnabing oooldn t abide to bar® bia room tidied np. Hatred la keener tban friendabip, but ieee keen than lore. Chief Joeeph weara ooal black bait banged on bia brow. To nuke yo®r eoat laat—Make your tronaera and raet Aral. Obio baa aixteeu militia regiment® with 8,600. equipped men. • Tba wiae and prudent conquer diffi culties by daring to attempt them Yon bare only to pnt wn atlaa <* a tore.to hare plenty of warm ma pa. Every thing will tnrn. when trod np on, even tbe treadle. It to ma the grind stone. A in Illinois baa found away to mke good lumber out of oompreaaed straw. A farmer, who keeps his fences ia good order, has a good deal of stile about bim. When a young lady wants to appear in a blaze of glory she indulges in a little torchon lace. Persons who write anonymous letters for publication should send tbeir fool names to tbe publisher®. The Toronto OtoU calls tbe propose. 1 international park at Niagara falls an " international play ground." Buffalo Bill has made 8135,000 cm the IUM and be baa bought 6,37)0 head ot cattle in Kansas, where be will live. A cluck keep* it* Land* befoy it* lace, probably l>ee*aße it I* ashamed of *L cowardly manner in which time flies. The papulation of Australia *t the last oensus ni 1,742,234. The popula tion of the ceptul, Melbourne, 210,- 000. The first pontofßoe in Amanra u established in New York in 1710, under the auspices of the colonial govern ment. A pupil recently revised an old say ing found in hi* grammar, a* follows: "it ia better to give than to reoeiva—a thrashing." A gentleman writing from the West, aavs th* he ia altered so ainoe be left borne that hi* " oldest credit--r would not know him." The young man who wrote and asked his girl to accept a " bucket" of flower*, a little pale when abe aaid ahe wooden ware it Dr. Abel, the Berlin oarreapondent of the London Times, CSJB get up off the iee and rub the back of hi* bead in seventy different language*. She asked him if her new dr*"* wasn't a* sweet as s spring rose, aad toe brat* —id it was, eTen to the minor sttn.'CAioa of having s little due upon it •' Isn't my photograph excellent, aaid a young wile to bcr husband. •' Well, "my dear," replied be. "there'* a little too much repose about the mouth for it to be natural." * Bo deb**** i* the machinery for cut ting out wood for papering wall* that 200 leave* are cut from an inch of white maple and 125 out of wood with grain, such a* oak and walnut The circa* man should be happy. With him it ia always spring. (If any pestilential punster prints this with "summerset" addendum, he•falls at Bunriae.]— Boston Trmscnpt, "What ia meant by conscience," asked s schoolmaster of his class. "An inward monitor." "And what do you understand by monitor?" "An iron clad," replied the intelligent yonth. The tradesman at the comer ac knowledges that to give only 140 eggs ia a box marked '• 12 do*." i* a gross mis take, bat holds that to have put in 145 would have been a grocer ace.—A"-*. Ob, the 8., the beautiful 8.: How tb* folk* est* Unit* pre—. " Can too not next let it *}