Soliloquy. With thoughts and vagaries antigne and quaint, One day | wandered by a streamlet clear, And as, in oarelnl mood, | drew anear, I have to care tall reign without restraint, i i | give to toil the over-weary soul; "Tis joy to see the far-off ocean roll, Ho! dreamer there! what though sweet rest be thine! last? What though thou longest for a peace benign ? Eujoy as best thou may thy pertect hour The tature of thy sky = all darkly lower! luther G. Riggs. In the Long Run, In the long run fame finds deserving man. The lucky wight may prosper for a day, But in good time trae merit loads the van, And vain pretense, unnoticed, goes its way, There is no chance, no destiny, no te, But fortune smiles on those who work and wait, In the long ran, In the long run all goadly sorrow pays, There is no better thing than righteous pain, The sleepless nights, the awful thorn-erow ned days, Bring sure rewand to tortured soul and brain. Unmeaning joys enervate in the end, But sorrow yields a glorions dividend Ia the long ran. In the long ran ail hidden thiags are known, The eye of truth will penetrate the night, And good or ill, thy secret shall be known, However wellj'tilguarded trom the light All the unspoken motives of the breast Are iathomed by the years and stand contest In the long run. In the long run all love is paid by love, Tho' undervalued by the hearts of earth; The great eternal government above Kotps strict acconnt and will redeem work, Give thy love freely; So beautiful a thing was never lost In the jong ran. Killa Wheeler as do not count the cost; PEG'S PUG. The father was almost straight nosed, and the baby was undecided, but all the rest of the amily (with the exeeptien of Peg), consisting of the mother and three elder danghters, were aguiline. Peg, brown: haired, gray -ayed, cherry mouthed Peg, wus unmistakably pug Her nose, | mean, of course. Somebody says that lovely eyes are as plentiful as blackberries, but a handsome nose is rarely met with. And somebody adds— when met with it usually belongs to sn intensely stupid person. It seems as though brains never did go hand in hand—npo, that won't do—never did lodge above—that’s better—a faultless nose, Peg's pug was not the puggiest kind of a pug, but with the sauciest little tilt to it, enough that way to be unable to deny itsreiations. A third or fourth cou- sin, as it were, of the old original pug. Mrs. Thrush, Peg's mother—a tall woman, with fair, Justeriess hair, rather plexion, wide mouth, and gleaming white teeth, in all of which particular: ber daughters Aurelia, Amanda, and Arabella closely resembled her—had never ceased to bemoan and bewail the fact of Peg's pug. ‘‘That nose,” she was wont to say, looking in an aggrieved manner at her husband, “never be- longed to any of my family, Captain Thrush. Some of your ancestors must have owned it, and I think they might have much better kept it to themselves instead of bejueathing it to an unfortu- nate child of mine.” During which re marks, and others of the like nature, the old captain would retire a moment or two behind his newspaper or book, and then emerge with smiling face to bestow u caress upon the brown-halred little girl at his side. Poor Peg (I needn't say peor Peg, however, for she had the happiest, sun- niest disposition, and sweetest nature. ‘and brightest face in all Laureltown), on account of her nose—l can see no other reason—became the Cinderella of the Thrush family. Not that she sat totally neglected among the ashes, like the Cinderella of the oid fairy taie—for she was the darling of her ather and baby sister—but s"e fulfilled the duties of waiting-maid and seamstress to her elder sisters, thankfully accepting their cast-off clothing in jreturn for her ser- vices (the captain had but a small in- | come for so large a family), and she took almost entire charge of the youngest who had made her appearance in the most unexpected manner when Miss | Aurelia was twenty, and she assisted | Lucy. theservant-maid, at odd moments. | and read to her father whenever she got | a chance, Well, things went on this way—Peg’s sisters reading, dressing, walking and playing the piano and croquet, and Peg baking, sewing, sweeping, dusting and taking eare of baby Effie and her father —until Peg was eighteen, and then arSse a great commotion in the quiet country piace in which 1he Thrushes lived. There had always been a dearth, a at dearth, of men in Laureitown. he fact is, ali the boys born in that bedutifui but seciuded place rushed away as soon as they became old enough to s ek their fortunes in neich- boring cities, and with the exception of Tamisin Brook, the vestmaker, who married Jeremish Toothaker, the black- smith. there had been no one married in | Laureltown for the last eight years. No, there hind not even been an engagement, let alone a wedding. But the weicome news? Three most | eligible men, according to the Laurel- | town standard, were coming to spend | the summer among the hills and valleys | of their native place—Captain ae man. son of Mrs. Sparkman, of the big | house; Arthur Thorne, artist, brother of the two old maids of Honeysuckle cottage; and David Onion. Esq., the | wealthy bachelor merchant (woolen goods, think) proprietor ot Li'ac villa. Of these gentlemen, Mr. Onion had been in Europe for three years, and before that had never spent more than | a week or two ata time in Laureltown, | Captain Sparkman had only paid flying | visits to his mother and sister for the last ten years, and Arthur Thorne had | lived in a Southern State ever since his nurse carried him away from the old- | tasliioned cottage where his sisters still | dwelt. Imagine the excitement when | all three proposed returning together | and staying three months! And Peg was immediately command- ed to leave father, baby, parior, and kitchen, and devote herself entirely to her sisters’ service. Old silks were turned, new morning dresses made, half worn muslins altered and re- trimmed, hats bought and decorated, and for a week the old captain never saw Peg unless he peeped in at the sit- ting-room door, where she sat smoth- ered in dry goods, and wee Effie cried by the hour, and wouid not be com- forted, almost breaking the heart of the little seamstress; but until her tasks were completed, Peg’s task-mistresses never relaxed their vigilance a moment. But at last all that could he done was done; and then Bella, the least aqui- line and youngest of the three, said} with a slight twinge of conscience: “ Why, Peg has nothing to wear.” “You may have my white Swiss, Peg,” said Arabella, still answering her conscience. “It's torn all across the back breadth; but you can darn so nicely. and I never could, and if I could, 1 can’t bear a darned dress und you gis Th ey came, e captain, the artist, the merchant, and the festivities began. The first on the list being a croquet party given by Mrs. Sparkman in honor of her son a few days after his ar- rival. And the very first guests the old lady had the pleasure of greeting were the three elder Misses Thrush. : Peg had been invited, for although Mrs. Sparkman had only seen her when her sisters had sent her to borrow or re- turn a book—the house boasted of a voluminous library—she had taken a gréal fapoy to the F5Bocert Jounk face, an particularly reques e, should be ay a Peg But Des ad nothing to wear but her sister Bella's cast-off white dress, and of course that wouldn't do for a croquet VOLUME XIII. ful eyes, it cannot be denied--for what { young girl delights not in musio, we i retreating {in their dark grenadines freshened with knots of bine snd lavender ribbons, with their broad-brimmed, quaint looking hats garnished with grasses, buttercups and daisies, shading their aristocratic noses; and then tying her old flaton her head by passing a faded crimson soarf-one of Aurelia’s gifts ~ over the crown and knotting it under her chin, she took a basket on her arm and went into the back garden to pick blackberries for supper. Peg always had the berry-picking to do, for the white hands could not be stained and thorn-torn, and gid Lucy had as mueh as she could accomplish in the house. And as she picked the berries she sang loud and clear—Peg had a voice (ike a bird's, full of sweet little trills and ¢ shakes «+1 love you weil, my bonnie maid, my boanie maid, said be, ‘ And 1 have come, this summer day, to ask i you will be My own dear wile, my sweet, trae wile.’ haps iwi i sid she.” ‘Por And stopping suddenly to put a thorn. wounded finger in her mouth, became award of a strange face looking down upon her from over the high fence—a face with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes and whiskers of the same color. ** 1 beg pardon—hope 1 haven't fright. ened you,” said the voice belonging to this face—** but may I come in and get a drink from the old well 1 see yonder? I have been walking fast and am ex- ceedingly thirsty," “ Certainly,” said Peg, with a painful consciousness of her extremely short sealico dress and scoop bonnet; and the stranger came in. hatin hard, * I will bring you a glass.” said Peg, drooping towar { the ground ina vain ‘endeavor to lengthen toeskirt., “Oh, no, indeed; this is ramous!" he let it fall again, he added, looking about him with an air of recognition, ** Captain Thrush's piace, is it not?” “ Yes," answered Peg. Is he at home? How I'd like to see the dear old boy! Many a dime he's given me in days gone by. And I will see him, too; though my mothe” and sister must be exiling me all sortsof hard names, for they are at this moment giving a party in my honor. I went to the city last evening and promised to be back to-day two hours ago; but | missed my train, missed the phaeton which was to have met me at the station, and missed the road.” saia Pez, who had forgotten the shert dress and scoop hat in the delight of hearing the handsome young fellow call her father * a dear old boy.” “The same, at your service," said the captain. “And may I have the honor—" “Qh, I'm only Peg—1 mean Masar- garet Thrush." “The little curly-headed three-year. old I kissed good-bye the day 1 left this exclaimed the young man. * I8 it possi- ble? But pray, Miss Margaret, why are you not at my party?” And now Peg was in a dilemma. She had never told a falsehood in her life, bless her innocent young heart! She looked at the eaptain, and she looked down on the ground, and in her confu- sion begun hurriedly eating the berries she had gathered, wishing from the bottom of her heart meanwhile that Effie would ery—but she didn't. The | and then coolly intercepting the berry on the way to her mouth, repeated the question. “1 had no dress to wear,” at last said Peg. i Captain Sparkman burst out laugh- ing. Peg couldnt see why—it was no laughing matter to her; and his laugh awakened Peg's father, who was taking his afternoon nap in his big armchair on | the back porch, and the old gentleman came out in the garden to find there, to his great surprise and delight, the son of his old chum and brother officer | Colonel Sparkman. And instead ot go- | ing straight home, as he should have | done after shaking hancs with hissenior, | the young man marched into the house, | layed with Effie, smoked with his 1wst and looked at Peg for another | nour, and so arrived at the croguet | party just as it was on the point of | breaking up. ; And when Mrs. Thrush and the Misses | Thrush returned with clouded faces— the merchant didn't play croquet, and | Starr and didn’t care how he played, and | as | said before the captain only arrived in time tor an introduction all around— and learned that their rude host had | actully been, while all Laureltown was | waiting to welcome him, wasting his time with *‘ father, Effie and Peg,” their indignation knew no bounds. * What must he have thought of that | pug?” said Amanda, with a sneer. And | and in answering them truthful Peg re. peated the excuse she had offered for | not going to the party. ! Oh, what a rating the poor child got! | Just think of it! Four highly aquiline women scolding at once! And Cinderalia went sobbing to bed that night, wishing that Captain Spark- man had gone somewhere else for a drink of water, at the same time that that gentleman was sitting with his feet on the window-sill in the smoking- room gazing at the moon, and saying to himself: *“ What a dear, joliy little girl! Eyes and mouth lovely, and such a bewitching. saucy little nose! ‘No dress to wear?” Wish I could give her half a dozen.” The next morning, at the breakfast table, vou may be sure the three new- comers fo Laureltown were well dis- cussed. “The captain is my favorite,” sid Aurelia. * I suppose father just dragged bim in yesterday.” “Mr. Onion is mine,” said Amanda, “You're welcome to them both,” proclaimed Belin. * Give me the hand- some artist.” “ And we must go for wild flowers" — going for wild flowers admitted of strolling in many directions in Laureltown—**‘ this morning before the sun is high, the dining-room vases are empty.” said all three together. *‘So, Peg, bring our walking-shoes and hats, and be quick about it.” ** And, Peg,” added Amanas, ** have lunch ready at one, and set the tabla with the best china. We may meet one of the gentlemen, and bring hin home with us.” “And make custards and sponge-cake,” said Bella. ‘* And see that the bread and ham are cut very thin,” commanded Amelia. And away they went, Peg looking after them again, but this time with no longing in her eyes, until they dis- appeared at the turn which led past Lilac house, when she flew to the kitchen, made the custards and sponge- cake, and then donned her scoop hat, and a cunning white apron with a bib and pink pockets, and taking Effie by the hand, away they went for wiid flowers—*‘ The girls will never remem- ber them,” said Peg— but not in the same direction the aquilines had taken, oh, no, but along a shady lane that led to the foot of a hill where grew many fragrant, lovely blossoms at their own sweet wills. Peg and the baby danced gayly on until the place of destination was reached, and a world of floral wealth ay betore them. Up the hill they toiled, and stopping midway to gather some tall brilliant flowers that grew in their path, the very first stem baby grasped and pulled ut broke off with a jerk in her tiny , and away she rolled backward down hill until she rolled jute a pair of arms outstretched to catch + . { “Please, ma'am, here's your baby," { said the owner of these arms, demure.y { raising a pair of violet-blue eyes to Peg's white face as he placed the child beside her. * How can 1 thank you? said Peg, in a trembling voice, might have been killed." **1 know of no better way than com- ing down into the road immediately” | twirling his long golden mustache f away long; ol, po, but to come back at and gaze admiringly upon dear, happy | little Peg the whole evening through, And Peg did not remain in a corner as her sisters intended she should, Quite the contrary, I assure you, And, what's of much more consequence, the three eligibles were devoted to her. And a tew weeks after that musical “and then ny mind will be relieved | party there were three proposals in one | about Effie. Though, if you say so, I'll | house in one day in Laureltown. Such CO.. PA. 1 Millions of Eels, | A recent letter from Milford, Pa, says: Any person who may stand on the bank of the Dela ware river at the head of tidewater at th season of the year will see what at first sight appears to be a huge serpent moving up the stream | near the shore. It is very black, and | trom eight to twelve inches through. If | the spectator waits to see the end of this moving mass he must remain on the shore for three or four days, for it will stand at the bottom of the hill with wile pleasure until you are guite ready to 3 her {she tumbles again.’ “1 think I'll go down,” said Peg, the color coming back to her cheeks. He held out his hand to assist her, “1 ean take oare of myself, thank you, Mr. Thorne,” said Peg. “Mr. Thorne," repeated he. ** How did you know 1 was Mr, Thorne? ** By your eyes, your mustache, and your hands," said frank young Peg. Thorne smiled, and looked at earnestly. ** And you?" “I'm Margaret Thrush, whose sisters you met at Mrs, Sparkman’s yesterday." “ You do not look a bit like them." “1 do not,” said Peg, with a sigh. And they strolled along together, talk. ing pleasantly, until Peg was half way home, and then he begged her—oh, sly Arthur Thorne!—to rest awhile, and let him take a sketeh of the baby, “ Please sit down on that bank, Miss Thrush, end hod her upon your lap,” he suggested. **[ think she will remain ¥ her And the sketch was made. Peg on the bank leaning against the trunk of an old tree, her bright face glowing rough breeze-tossed brown curls, peep- ing archly from under the scoop; and little Effie, with curious eyes and sweet puzzled half reclining in her Arms. * Why, you have diawn me too!" said the girl, rising and looking over nis shoulder. “Deo 1 really look like that? Effie is very pretty; but I— Ob, dear, it is a funny nose! Couldn't you straighten it justa little?” * Not for worlds!” replied the artist, vith emphasis “Shai: you call it ‘* Wild Country yirls?' ” asked Peg, blushing, for some- thing in his tone implied that he liked the ** funny nose.” “No: {shalleall it * Wild Flowers— Brown Daisies.” By Jove!” puliing out his watch, “it's pear lunch time. Let me see you and Effie home, Miss Mar- garet, and I'll bid you good-afternoon.” And he tied up his sketch book, took the tired baby in his arms, and thus Fhrush’s door, And aurived ‘here, it only needed a cor- dial invitation from Peg to induce Thorne to enter, to the intense aston- ishment of the three elder sisters, who be OOK, having apparently been unsuccessful in their search for wild flowers and other things, as the vases were still empty and the guest chairs unoccupied However, with great self-possession they managed to conceal their surprise, and greeted the visitor in the warm- est manner; and he, with the boyish | absence of formality that characterizes his kind, was perfectly at home in five minutes, and discussing politics (of which, be it said in passing, he knew adroitly flattered the mother and her favorite daughters, told stories of im- possible animals to the baby, and ate Peg's custards and sponge-cake lik: a schoolboy. In short, he made himself so agreeable that the ananimous verdict after his departure was, “charming,” and Bella declared herself wildly in love with him. But they opened on Peg all the same. “ Where didshe meet Mr. Thorne? | Why did she let Effie roll down Lui? | Did she do it on purpose to attract jis ? Did she wish to utterly dis. | grace them? Wasn't itenough that she had exposed their poverty to Captain What possessed her 1 enter into conversation with an utter “ He spoke to me first,” s1d Fea, | “and I had to thank him lo. saving | baby's life; and I didn't fee! as though | he were an utter stranger, for I knew he | was Miss Thorne's brother by his eyes | and his hands and hissnw tache. : ‘“ As you told him, I supposei” said | Amanda, sarcastically, never dreaming that the child had really done =o. “Yes,” acknowledged honest Peg. | “You did?" eried her tormentors, in | i “There, that's what comes ol your | pugs!” exclaimed Mrs. Thrush, fanning | herselt excitedly. “And you cuaxed him in to lunch?" : ** No, mamma; he came without conx- | ing. Was it wrong to ask hum? I thought.” turning to her sisters, * that | “Oh! hear her! hear her! Mother, | you'd better lock her up,” cried Amanda. | bringing us all to grief.” ! Peg fled to her room. *“‘[ wonder if | he thinks me an idiot and holden?” she said, with burning cheeks. What he did think was: *“She’s worth all three of her sisters. It's a great re- lief to turn to her dear pretty pug-nosed face after so much aquiline;” and he took out the sketch and smiled at it, and—artists are very enthusiastic, you know—he actually kissed the face look- ing out of the scoop hat full of child-like trust and happiness. Poor Peg was kept a prisoner in her own room for three jong days; but at the end of that time, partly because the old captain, summoning courage, peremptorily demanded the release of liis darling, partly because they were enjoying themselves so much they could afford to be generous, and most'y because they could not do without her | nimble feet and fingers, the aquiline | party magnanimously forgave her, and | Peg was free once more, And with another twinge of con- science Bella actually proposed one day, after Peg had spent the whole morn ing in ironing their flounced and ruffled finery, that she should accompany her sisters to the musical party to be given at the old bachelor's that evening. ** She can wear the white dress 1 gave her, and, Relia, you can let her have your pink sash to drape over the darn. and you, Amanda, can jend her your jet necklace and bracelets.” 3 * Well,” said Aurelia, with the air of one granting a very great favor, “it she'll promise to remain in a corner all the evening, and if any one should speak to her, make none of her absurd remarks, I've no objection.” “Nor I, and with a lew flowers in her hair, and my gray gloves—they're too large for me—s ell doin # corner,” chimed in the amiable A manda. So Peg put new rosettes on the tips of her slippers where they bad begun to wear, and worked over the faded em- broidery on a pair of si'k swckings Aurelia loaned her, and looped up her white overskirt here and there with sprays of honeysuckle vine, and was as happy as her three sisters with their fine organdies, to purchase which their father had to go without « new coat and hat that summer, if not happier. And when she came shyly alter them into the music-room of Lilac house, she looked indeed ‘‘a sweel wild flower,” ‘‘ a sunny-faced brown daisy.” And so thought David Onion, Esq.; and while he saluted the others with a courtly bow, he heid out his hand to the little stranger, and led her to a seat near the piano, “Why have we never met before, Miss Margaret?” he said, as soon as she was seated. “Did it need a musical temptation to lure you trom your seclu- sion? For that you love music your face plainly tells me.” “Indeed I do,” said Peg; and Mr. i | and probably never will be heard of again, And they were all to Peg. the | “disgrace to her family,” the * idiot {and hoiden,” the *‘pug-nosed!” And said: “I'm very, very sorry,” to Mr. Onion and Captain Sparkman, and held {up her sweet mouth for a kiss to Arthur Thorne, the artist. * Well, after this nothing will ever astonish us,” proclaimed the aquilines, and the old father went about openly exuiting, and baby Effie joylully sang over and over again, ** I's doin wiff my Peg, my Peg, my Peg!" And Peg was married in September, great metropolis, where stie became the | pet and delight of all the good fellows who throng the studio buildings. Bu every summer she returns to Laurel town, to pay a long visit to her sisters. in-law, who, improbable as it may seem, love her better than any one in the world, excepting, of course, their brother. Harper's Weekly. A Ship's Collision With au leeberg. Captain Nyberg, of the Russian bark Condor, told a reporter of a thrilling ex- werience while on the voyage to New York. It was during a heavy fog, he said, and a sailor wamed Harigo was making the main royal fast, when sud. denly there came a ory from the look- My nephew, W. Nyberg, is mate and was at the whee! at the moment. He instantly obeyed the warning, which was echoed by the after watch. At that moment I came out of my cabin by the after companion way, and, as it seemed (to me, in that exaot second of time the crash came. The bark was moving at about the rate of four knots, and fortunately obeyed her helm read. ily, else we would have struck the "berg squarely, and beyond question would have gone to the bottom As it was she sheered off so that she struck first with her port eathead, broke the chain and whirled the anchor upon deck. At the same time her maintopsail yardarm smashed into the "berg, as did the fore topgaliant mast and the mizzen top- mast, The greal pressure against her yards caused the masts to bend and the vessel to keel over on her side partially, and as she did so the main chain plates | on the port side struck the 'herg with terrific lorce, parting her lanyards and is board. t came down with all the top hamper over her side, and the mizzen topmast and the fore topgallant went along. It all seemed to be over in two or three seconds, before we could de any- thing, even to sheiter ourselves from the falling mass or utter a cry of warning. The bark rolled on her side on a big wave, with the weight of the mast and all that clung to it dragging her over, and it looked as if we were going to capsize, but happily she righted, and were quickly haughty and the wreck was cut away wnd we were saved Under the lumber of the fallen rigging, close by the starboard rall mmidships, we found Harigo—the wan who had been on the main royai—lying senseless, Near him was an Irish boy named Tom Rafferty. one of the crew, with a broken leg. Nobody else was hurt In addition to the injury to her rig- ging, the vessel suffered severely. ¥ v and waterway were carried off, and the serious. Still, we patched things up as | ] aged to jet into port all right. Harigo had no bones broken, but was | badly bruised and suffered some serious | internal injuries from his fall. A week afterward - waked up sensible for the | first time since the accident, and wanted | to know what had happened. He had not seen the "berg, and knew nothing of i Now both he and the Irish boy are doing well. None of us on deck, though we tried to do so, could make out the height or the width of that iceberg, it was 80 enormous. III 0 tirave of the Adthor of ** Home, Sweet Home,” A letter from Tunis, Africa, says: I must tell you of our visit to the Prot- cemetery to see the grave of | John Howard Payne, the immortal | author of ** Home, Sweet Home.” This | man, who never knew the joys of real home died alore and unhappy in this far-off land. We called upon our! American consul at Tunis, wlio told us | with the last years of our unfortunate countryman, who died in the same room in which we were then sitting. In a small inclosare, planted with | cypress tress, and shut i with high | walls, we found this quiet resting place | of the dead, among many tombs of foreign consuls, English, German and | other nationalities. Ourattention was first attracted to the plain white mar ble slab, resting on a square founda | tion, and overhung by an immense | pepper tree, whose long graceful branches reminded us of the weeping | willow of our own land. We stood with uncovered heads as we read this | simple inscription : “Joux Howarp Parse, Twice Consul of the United States, Died April 1, 18562. Born at Boston, June 8, 1702 ire, when the gentle spirit fled {'o realms buyond the azure dome, With arms outstretched, God’ s angel said Welcome to Heaven's Home, Sweel Home . 5055555 Land Birds at Sea. During a recent passage of the White Star steamer Germanic from Liverpool to New York, and when about one thou- sand miles from Queenstown, a strange bird was discovered in the rigging. The sailors and passengers endeavored to catch it, but without success, until Dr. C. W. Goff, of this city, one of the pas- sengers, came on deck, when the bird at once flew into his hands. The doctor cared for it, and upon the arrival of the steamer presented the bird to the col- lection at the Central park. The bird is known as the whimbrel—a peculiar land bird resembling the curlew in habits and about the size of a prairie hen, black and gray plumage, wings like a bat, with versed in the habits of fish he will be surprised, upon invesstigating the char | life, to find that itis made up of diminu- tive eels, none of them more than two inches in length y of them no larger {around than a knitting needle, and all { form almost a solid body. They have | just leit the deep mud that forms the | bottom of the river where the tide meets | the water from above, and where they | were deposited as spawn weeks before. They are on their way to the creeks and time the smallest of them have gone 100 | miles on their way they will have at- tained a length of two or three Inches, so rapidl’ do eel-fry grow. The com- pact form in which these young. eels make their transit from the brackish wiler is retained until Whey reach the rag id upper waters, when they become More or ss separated, and complete the journey in smalier schools. When they enters the river thousands leave the main body as if oy prearrangement, and make their way up the smaller stream, while the great mass moves on up the river, until! the draits made by the quickly-recurring tributaries have re. duced 1t to comparatively small propor. tions. During this strange journey the mass of eels is open to the attacks ol marauding pickerel, black bass and other ravenous inhabitants of the river, weeds along the shore and feed to reple- tion on the tender prey. A pickerel will piace, and striking the moving body with his ponderous jaws wide open, pass clear through it, and fill his great mouth with eels at a single dash. A slight commotion in the wriggling mamy lol lows, but the next instant the ranks are intact again. The eel that was the size of a midiner's needle when it started out on its journey up the river will be n early a foot and a hall long and weigh a.pound or more when he starts down 8 ream in the fall AIA + It was the Cat” woman about seventy yearsold boarded a Detroit, Lansing and Northern trait to come to this city. Her baggage con- sisted of a large covered basket, and she woulan't aliow any hand to take it from her. when the passengers were startled by a loud ** meow!” lowed a “per-wow " and other “wows numerous to mention. While all were searching to discover the cat the old lady sat as stiff as a poker and looked straight ahead at the stovepipe. The sounds continued, and s passenger finaly peered around until he located the eat in her basket, * Madam, are you taking that eat from one county to another?” he asked. * What cat?” she snapped. Dy ee of this State,” he went on, “a person who removes a full-grown eat from one county to another without the writlen permission of the swamp land commis. stoners is lisble to a fine of $100?" 1 lands! but 1 didn't know she exclaimed, as she faced {300 hat!" around. “Women don't keep track of the laws as men do,” he said. ** Personally, 14d like to see you take that cat through to Detroit, but there may be some one on this train just mean enough to inform against you and have you arrested. I'd let her out if 1 were you." “Yes, I will, for] don’t want to break any law at my age.” She fumbled around the basket for a minute, and all of a sudden the ont jumped out. She alighted or the head of the man who put up the job, gave him several sharp digs, and then Jonhud from one to another like a squirrel, bit ing and clawing as she went. Every- body rose up and yelled—everybody but the old woman. She sat like a statue, afraid of being suspected. When the feline hind gone the length of the ear she tarned to an open window and shot out like a bullet, landing right-side up and making tracks for a barn in a field. “ Who brought that cat aboard? 1 demand the name of the person who owned that eat!” shouted a man whose run. No one answered. Several passen- gers looked straight at the old woman, who stood it for a minute and lifted up her basket and c:lled out: “If anybody wants to look among the dried peaches in this basket for cats he can do 80; you needn’t all look at me as if I lived in the woods and didn't keep A Brilliant Vagrant, A letter was received at the Allegheny oor board office several days ago ask. ing information in regard to an aged and insane tramp who had been arrested at poor authorities of that county. stated that he came from Pittsburg. Nothing was known about him at the found out that he was at one time, about stitutional convention of 1837, in the election of President Pierce, and received as his reward the yosition of United States minister to the cingdom of Sardinia. Here he served with no little ability until suddenly he became insane, and while out of his mind committed some acts which neces. sitated h 8 immediate recall. He was brought back to this country, and re. turned again to this city, where he at. tempted to re-establish his legal prac- tice, taking up an office in the Burke building on Fifth avenue. But the story ot his insanity had preceded him, and he was regarded with universal distrust Among other things he tried to recover a large amount for tuition from a former student in his office, and made great efforts to reopen old cases in which he had acted as eounse!. He finally drifted out of view and latterly has been com- pletely (ost sight of by those of bis old colleagues who are still practicing. Pittsburg Telegraph a long whalebone-like bill in shape similar to that of a woodeock., Great interest was attached to whe bird by the officers of the ship from the fact of its being a land bird found so far at sea, with wings but poorly calculated to gustain it for any length of time, The ow] ** Kate Field,” captured under similar circumstances in midocean inst autumn by one of the crew of the White Star steamer Celtic, is still at the Cen- tral park, thriving, contented, and doing honor by the wisdom of her counte. nance to the name she bears. —Secienlific American. CRI F355 Humming birds are very skillful and se- cretive in their nest-building. A Georgia aper thus deseribesone of their abodes : t was set upon the limb of a tree the thickness of a man's thumb, and was coated ovulside with the moss of an oak 80 a8 perfactiy to represent a knot. It was about the size of a large hickory nut, an inch high, and constructed of cotton and hair. It contained two little white eggs about the size of a commer Thorne appearing, the host left her to snap bean, 5 Baths in the Schoolroom. A mission school in Philadelphia has in its basement a large bathing and swimming department. There are four great tubs, in which the dirty little chil- dren are free to cleanse themselves and to take aquatic exercise under pre- scribed regulations. Each tub accom- modates nearly two dozen children at a time, The surrounding floors and walls are of brick and concrete, so that no restriction is put on splashing. A man with a small whip in his Band stands by during bathing hours ready to castigate any of the young persons who are unruly or violent. To their credit it must be said that he is seldom compelled to use it. The girls bathe and swim on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and the boys on the other days of the week. The rule is that no child shall be allowed to enter the baths more than once a day. Many of the boys dodge this rule by exchanging clothes and presenting themselves in such combinations of costume that the Tap with the whip does not recognize em. JULY 1, LIGHTNING, PFaopie Who Fear the Eleeirie Current Guarding Against Lightning Strakes, Nearly twenty years ago the writer remembers turning with a smile to others who shrank and cried at the enls of a terrible storm in a country Ronse. The glare of a bolt coming down the center of the room caught the eye at that very instant; the next there was an explosion that shook the house, and insensibility followed. Twomen in | | the same room were burned by the bolt, hough no ives were Jost, but I have never been able to smile at lightning To give any idea of the terror anization by the moe of i since, felt on a nervous org {shock would involve extravag | terms, : But, unfortunately, so far from being | an exception, there are too many who | suffer the same harrassments with me. | Nor are women alone subject to this nervousness. | knew a school superin- tendent and canal contractor, a man | over fifty, with a large family, who would hide in a closet in a storm, and | had been known to rush from his bed {with fright at lightning. Many will | remember the professor of Bowdoin col- | lege, who always retreated to the cellar ina thunder-storm, although his house | was bristling with lightning-rods. The throw another man scross the strect, | and work a hand.press in a printing | office as if he were part of the wachine, was dischnrged as a reporter because | bis desk was vacant every time there The mother of at the first flash of a storm, where she stayed till the last flash died away. The physical effects of this lear are most depressing. Ose woman knows when a storm is coming hours before be i d spirits, ac- like cholera. { know was sick in bed for hours after the great storm at Springfield, Mass, last year. She had received a shock of lightning years before, and never fails in a thunderstorm ever sinoee. Reason and study of the laws of light have done much to lessen Lhe [ears It is true we live betweon two of electricity~~one in the ol it cloud charged with electricity passing over a point or body in a negative con- dition will discharge its surplus by the very quickest and most congenial me- Butit is than any point of a house and reaching well into the ground, where electricity may scatter harmlessly into the damp earth, it will prefer that conducting rod to anything in {ts vicinity, and people who stay indoors in a well-protected house are safer from lightning than any bom b-proof from bursting shells. Every accident from this cause 1 ever knew of came from careless exposure in situ ations known to be unsafe. The first 1 noticed after my own accident was that of » missionary's daughter, who was killed while passing an open window, just as a woman was on Long lsiand inst summer while sitting st her sewing machine, A young man in Maiden, % ni porch with his chair tipped back and Lis head sgainst the knob of a deor-bell, making an excellent connection with the bell wire. Many mea have been struck while riding into a barn ona ond of hay. Many will remember the frightful calamity at Scranton, Penn, where a party of women, out picking berries on one of the high hids, crowded into a deserted hut in a sudden storm, and seven were killed by one Steep hills with mineral veins peravn to live on who wish to eseape lightning, and unprotected houses there are doubly dangerous. It is never too soon to go in the house when a storm is rising. When the clouds are fully charged with electricity they are most dangerous, and the fluid log bait. great distances and in all directions. A woman told me of a bolt which came down her mother's chimney from a hen the sun was shining N. P. Willis writes of a overhead, ing under a telegraph wire on the brow betore a storm. The sad accident at Morrisania, when two children were killed, should warn every mother that it is not safe to let children stay out of doors till the Iast minute before the storm falls, hardy about sitting on porches or by ypen witdows, whether the storm is ward or not. Mild showers often carry single charge which falls with deadly Jeet. It may or may not be fatal to stay out; it is safe to be in the house A hot fire be sure of salety to use kerosene or gas stoves in summer, and avoid heating the chimneys of the houses. ning. 1 have seen a girl of eighteen | erying with fear of lightning, and run- ining every other moment to the if the storm was not abating, unconscious that she was put. 1f everyon from wires, stovepipes, mantels, chim- neys, heaters and mirrors, with their silvered backs, which earry electricity, | and keep away from lightning rods and spouts, with good rods on their houses, they might dismiss the fear of lightning | from their minds, so far as it is a thing | of reason and not impression.— Hari ford Times. A ——— Charcoal and Its Uses. Charcoal, Iaid flat while cold on a burn, causes the pain to abate immedi- ately; by leaving it on for an hour the burn seems almost healed when the burn is superficial, And charceal is valuable for many other purposes. Tainted meat, surrounded with it is sweetened ; strewn over heaps of do composed pelts, or over dead animals, it prevents any unpleasant odor. Foul water is purified by it. It is a great dis- infectant, and sweetens offensive air if ments. It is so very porous in its mi. nute interior, it absorbs and condenses gases most rapidly. One cubic inch fo fresh oharcoal will absorb nearly one hundred inches of gaseous ammonin. Charcoal forms an unrivaled poultice for malignant wounds and sores, often corroding away dead flesh, reducing it to one-quarter in six hours. In eases of what we call proud flesh it is inval- uable. It gives no disagreeable odor, corrodes no metal, hurts no texture, injures no color, is a simple and safe sweetner and disinfectant. A teaspoons ful of charcoal, in half a glass ot water, ofwen relieves a sick headache; it ab- gsorbs the gases and relieves the dis tended stomach pressing against the nerves, which extend from the stomach to the head. It often relieves constipa- tion, pain or heartburn. Going home from church, she re- marked to her husband: * Did youn notice that baldheaded man in front of us, and how young he looked? 1 never saw any one so young before, with a baldhead.” Then he shut her up by replying; ‘* My dear, was baldheaded before I was a year old."--Syracuse Sunday . TIMELY TOPIUN, The iron workers of England include { 140,000 laborers in furnaces and forges, { 160,000 in the manufacture of machin. { ery, 5,500 in steel works, 48,000 in ship. | building, and about 200,000 in various | branches of iron and steel manufac. | ture, making about 570,000 in all. The | mining population is about 530,000, and [the laborers in cotton mills about | AOD 0) [| Twenty years ago the deepest mining | shafts in the world reached only about | 9,000 feet below the surface. The very | deepest, we believe, was a metalliferous | mine in Hanover, which has been ear {ried down to the depth of 2.900 feet, { The deepest perpendicular shalt to-day lis the Adelbert shaft in & silver-ead { mine in Prigibram, in Bohemia, which, | in May last, had reached the depth of | 1,000 meters--3,280 feet, | An incident which occurred recently | in Paris shows with what aversion com- | pulsory military service is regarded by { industrial classes in France. A young {seller of sponges, aged twenty-one, { shot himself with a revolver in prefer. | ence to taking his tum of military ser- | vice according to law. Death was in. | stantaneous, | Sherrard Clemens, who died in a St. | Louis hospital a short time ago, was a | notable figure in the politics of twenty | years ago. He represented a Virginia | district in the Thirty-fith and Thirty. {sixth Congresses and was one of the | most promising orators of his day In 1856 he fought a duel with O, Jennings | Wise, son of Henry A. Wise, receiving | a wound that lamed him for life. Wise, {who was also a man of brilliant talents, | edited the Richmond Enguirer, lived to | be killed in the Confederate service, at | Roanoke isiand Clemens never lor- {gave himself for his part in the duel, being at heart opposed to that method of seltling disputes. The last years of | his life were passed in obscurity. { Tristan 4’Acunha is the rame of a | small group of islands iying midway be. | tween South America and the African coast, Two years ago the ship Mabel Clark was wrecked on one of these | islands, and the crew kindly rescued by | the islanders, for which noble conduct {they received a suitable reward from {the United States government. These islanders are estimaved at 100 in num- | ber, mostly decendants of one Hayes, an Laglish corporal, and one of a garrison placed there by Great Britain while | Napoleon was a prisoner at St. Helena. There have been but four deaths there in thirteen years, says the Foreign Mes. siomary, and no death in infancy has ever been known on the island, even though no vermifuge or soothing syrup was ever known to those mothers and nurses. The greatest want felt there is that of nmissionary or some clergyman, whose services are much desired, and for whom not a few would-be brides | and bridegrooms are anxiously waiting. The Argentine Republic, in which civil war is reported to have broken out, is a confederation of the Rio de la Plata, fourteen states or provinees con- {taining a population in 1870 of about 1800000, Its area is rome 543,000 | square miles, and it is situated between Bolivia on the north and Patagonia on the south, the latter country being cinimed as pat of ita possessions There are in the Republie about 0, 600 foreigners— Americans, [ialians, Spaniards, French, English, Swiss and Germans. Except the Andes, in the west, and other mountainous ranges in the northwest, the whole region is composed of vast plains, covered aiter- nately with rich pasturage and huge i thisties. The climate is both temperate and tropical. As agriculiure is very | backward, less than 1.1,000 of the soil | being under cultivation, rearing live ttock isthe chief employment of the people. Millions of cattle graze on the | plains, along with great herds of mules | and horses. Mine? of rock salt, which plentifully incrusts the broad levels, are of much benefit to the roaming beasts, The name, River of Silver, is a misno- mer, though silver, with gold, copper, sulphur and coal, is found to a moderate extent near the Andes. Very little mining has yet been done, “ Eating Crow.” A Western editor has been hunting up the origin of this well-known politi- cal phrase and finds that the first alin- sion to ** eating crow” was made in the | Knickerbocker Magazine a little more | than a quarter of a century ago. It , was a story of a summer boarding-house keeper on the Hudson and an indignant | patron. Whenever the latter ventured | to suggest that the spring chicken was | rather tough, or that the roast beef ‘must have been cut from the cow's | hoofs, hie was directly told that he was | entirely “too pertickerier,” and that | the autoorat of the table and the house | could eat anything, even a crow. settled the matter for the time being, | but the boarder convinced against his | will was of Lis own opinion still, at all | events, in regard to the quality of the | edibles placed before him. Soo was the remark, * I kin eat anything; 1 kin eat a crow,” brought down on his devoted head that he finally resolved to try the old man. He went out gunning one day and succeeded in bagging a very fine, fat, old black crow. He went into the kitchen and by dint of soit | words and filthy Jucre induced the cook to allow him to prepare that crow for the table. He ied it nicely and it wasn't such a bad looking dish after all. His heart misgave him; the flinty | oid cuss would eat it after all. The cook was a Scotch woman and used snufl. He borrowed all she had and sprinkled it liberally over the crow, ave her another simmer, and then tak- ing it on a salver brought it belore his host, saying as he set it down: ‘‘ Now, my dear sir, you have said a thousand times, if you have said it once, that you | can eat crow. Here is one very care fully cooked.” Tt is said the old man | turned pale for a moment but braced | himself against the back of his chair, and with “I kin eat crow,” he began, cutting a good mouthful. He swal- | lowed it, and then preparing for a sec- |ond onslsught, he looked his boarder | straight in the eye while he ejaculated : | * I've eaten crow,” and took his second | portion. He lifted his bands mechani- | cally as if for a third onslaught, but | dropped them quickly over the region | of «oy stomach, and rising hurriedly {and unsteadily retreated for the door. | muttering as he went: ‘But dang me | if I hanker arter it." { S55. | Bismarck’s Dog, | Bismarck's big dog has been grow- ling again. The chancellor was listen- | ing to a petition presented by two dele- | gates from Altona, and his was on the carpet at his feet, The delegates— Nothnage! and Semper—took their seats on a lesthern couch facing his highness. Noel thnag held a roll of paper in his right hand; and, being an energetic speaker, accustomed to emphasize his argument by gesticulation, he waved his scroll about while addressing the chancellor, unmindful of the fact that his movements elicited several succes- sive disapproving utterances trom the rch Tat hound. Presently the dog rose with a fierce growl; whereupon Prince Bismarck, hastily interrupting his in- terlocutor's remarks, exclaimed: * Do put down that scroll, I beg of you. My dog, like myself, entertains a profound aversion to every kind of paper. He believes it to be » weapon!” Itis need- less to add that Mr. Nothnagel promptly complied with ihis-Tequest obviously to the satisfaction of the n-Dogs which forthwith subsided into bh former peaceful attitude. 1t is sad but true that we can silence our consciences easier than our desires, NUMBER 25. 3 SUFFERING A LIVING DEATH —— Willlam Comstock’s Tife In Auburn's Prison Walls-Sentenced Tweniytwe Years Age for a Brutal Marder—ile Yet Hopes of Ultimate Pardon, September 28, twenty-two years s William Comstock. Brookfield, N. ., aged thirty-seven, went through the gates of the Auburn prison on a lite sentence and he is still there, While drunk and crazy from the use of whis he murdered his father and mother, anc it is said that he cut out their he and was preparing to roast them when he was arrested. He was indicted and permitted to plead guiity to man slaughter in the first , On account of the fact that the crime was come mitted when he was suffering from de. lirum tremens. September 5, (858, Judge Hiram Gray sentenced him to Auburn for life. A of the Hy mother's arms. ben he entered the institution he had no occupation, and up Lo twelve years ago was employed in what is known as the State shop at all kindsof work. Since then he has been in the tailor ahop. His duties princi- pally consist of looking after the con- vicets' clothing. Every night from 8 to 8o'clock he is en in distributing the men’s shirts about the galleries in the different wings. Comstock is in many respects a remarkable man. When isnt to prison be was a physical wreck from the effects of drink. Saturday, when the writer visited Auburn, Le was | apparently a specimen of man - | hood, Tall, erect, with robust form, | disease seemed a stranger 10 his frame, Comstock is one of the most orderly snd well-behaved convicts in the institu- tion. Since he has been an inmate he has never so much as ded | for a misdemeanor of any kind, He is industrious, and during his ivcarcera- tion lias not been absent su single day from his labo. His health lias siways | been good. This is due to the excellent care he has taken of himself. He eave. fully guards against ailments, and as the result he free from the ilisto which flesh is heir. He isan ordinary man in conversation and manners. W hile he shows no particular strength of mind he indicate: no mental weak- ness. He holds aloof from the other prisoners, and 28 a psequence is re spected by them. When one convict requests him to pass a ole or some obs galeries in pursuit of his tasks, Re 0 convict ever complains of him, as he is no tale-bearer, and attends strictly to his ovn business, Comstock lives in hope. ie has faith to believe that friends will some time interes: Ives in him and en- deavor to secure a pardon. ' chapel ly, and takes a deep ine terest in the services. Twice, it is be- lieved, applications for have been made to the governor, but both times a brother has opposed them, Msjor Willis H. Boyle, the principal ke sper, velieves that Comstock, if released now, would make a good citizen. He bos lost his taste for liquor, and maintains that he knew nothing of his deed. This 1s doubtless true, as the man was crazy with drink at the time. Comstock is always cheerful. He lives in hope and never gives way to despondency. He lias & singular face, He is dark com- plexioned, with high cheek bones, a sharp chin and prominent nose. His hair is slightly silvered, but with the exception of one small baid spot his Lead is thickly covered. The man Las improved by study, and would be capa. ble of earning an honest living. When the convicts were permitted to make trinkets none were more skilful Lup | Pumsck. Comatock Jas wit- ne ¢ coming an ng of a gener- ation ot criminals, and on observed the prison undergo change through repairs and reconstruc. tion. He has also seen a dozen changes in administration. Onoe in three years the set of hands in a shop entirely changes. Thus he has viewed new workmen at the benches and lathes nearly eight times. "There is not a sin- gle officer in the prison who was there when Conistock entered. It is doubled if ever a man existed so long in contine- ment in this hemisphere as William Comstock. He has gaged upon the life jess bodies of scores of convicts who have died while serving their sentences; but he has been spared. It does seem ss though the ends of justice would be fully subserved if this man were given his fberty. The crime was committed under cirrumstances that afford some lliation, and the lessom of almost a ife in prison would cause the wretched being to live an honorable life during the remainder of his days, EE ———————— | urigin of a Few Familiar Phrases. “You cannot say boo! to a goose ™ How often have relieved their feelings of irritation at the weskness of others byh urling this phrase at them! Had the latter only known its origin they could have been paid back in their own coin The origin is this: When Ben Jonson, the d was intro- duced to a nobleman, the peer was so struck with his homely appearance that he exclaimed: “ What! you are Ben Jonson? Why, you look as ¥ Jou could not say boo! to a goose.” * i" ex- claimed the yiue Senmenian, turning to the peer and making bis bow. The phrase oan the Sart befare the horse” can 0 antiquity, having first been quoted Ey Lucian, the great Greek writer, nearly 1,700 years ago. Francis Rabelais, the French satirist and wit, wh a tua was published in the year 1533, has the phrase * He R the ¢ before the steed.” No derivation of it can be given, but the meaning is very obvious, and refers to those who n todo a thing at the wrong end. * 1 have a bone to pick with you" is a phrase that is un- complimentary to the ladies at starting. It means, as is well known, having an unpleasant matter to settle with vou; and this is the origin of the x, the m banquets of the Sicilian poor, the bride's father, after the meal, used to hand the bridegroom a bone, saying: * Pick this bone, for you have who in hand a harder task.” The well-known saying that a shoe. maker should stick to his t originated with Appelles, the celebrated Greek ainter, who set a picture which he had Rnished in a public place and concealed himself behind it, in order to hear the criticisms of -by. A shoemaker observed a defect in the shoe, and the painter forthwith corrected it. The cobbler came again the next Sa¥: and encou by the success of his first remark, began to extend his censure to the leg of the figure, when the angry painter thrust out his bead from behind the picture ana told the shoemaker to keep to his trade. “There's a good time coming, boys; a good time coming,” was written thirty years by Dr. Charles Mackay, and sung with popularity by Henry Russell in his concerts throughout the British islands. 1 Going te whole hog.” This phrasa origin in Ireland, where a British shilling has been called “a hog" time out of mind. In Ireland, if a fellow happens to have a shilling, when he met his friends he would announce the fact that he would stand treat, even if the expense reached the whole amount —in plain words, that he would ** go tie whole hog" to gratify them .—7roy mes. It is wonderfu] how silent a man can be when he knows his cause is just, and i he becomes when he how boisterous Knows he 18 in the wrong. uddeniy, ** every time. PUTPOSP, point of Durin the pear the Sue Stat ves! dissoveter of ° or, whose to the development of ibe h 1s now an old and poor man, livieg charity, in ax village in Wisconsin lead region Gea JohnjR. Smith, the coroner of Mente £ mers count , Ky., was : in a fence newt bi home, snd is supposes t strangulation his lothes tecoming fastened to fence as he was climbing over it. Fisk, of Brattleboro, Vermont, James Fisk, Jr., has gone to enter the show es. James the father of they are so dirty, ankles rtake 0 She a with. course Ad be is the lighten hinted mud they contact grey devotee ever ved, wa Haven Register. ——————————————— gs a Hus The Penza i a sian , says: In the village of Mos- ary lived a woman, Agra- phena Chindaykina, known vil population as a witeh. OO ing substan ial profits 0 reaping su : : trom her all witcheraft. In order to keep up her dangerous Agraphena, from time to tim~, ap at midnight, Ler hair disheve in a white dress, walking ia the streets and even entering the : -s In the night of weapon The mem of She hous at fis out. 2h al ve part in the o ; ac pa h hy ith a less blows with st the confusion, a
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