i — ——————— sa A Short-Sighted Father A farmer had seven daughters And but little else he had ; ; The girls all had good ar t ; ipetitos, And times ware Yor y bad, . He bribed the 00 To sayin hiv He had nde Sevan ¥ untry paper 4 cellar’s mold on, being a miser, egw of pure, bright gold. He dhe or TW) might he knew human nature, 4t farmer, and ho smiled «n down the seventh rope ladder ho Saw elope his seventh child, But it's extremely doubtful If at the time he foresaw Their return with his fourteen grandetn) And seven sons-in-law, tl the Doctor's Story, ¥ 3 3 LOOT DO Mrs. Rogers lay it Da rom foot to head, bei 3 a Bandaged and blistered from head to too M od and blistered © , Mrs. Rogors was very low, Bottle and saucer, spoon and cup, On the table stood bravely LHS Physio of high and roe low d Calomol, andi, 4 Everything a 1 Excepting light » Io HBC « toa ho Jay was bright, vs some ligh 3 1 os 1 i gave Mm | it, wl NX nl t} fact tl) 3 fair SHOU THO RINGOWT LHD GAY Was Tair, 4 3 ¥ ¥ 2.04 God gave Mea, Rogers some air, ht Bottles and } ® ataip, bones listers, powders amd pills, 1 squills of, sirup a i s, high and low, Drugs and medicing I throw them as far as 1 conkl dwow, ** What are you mg 7" my patient oried; * Frightening Death,” I coally replied, 3 “You sre crazy I a visi wor said 1 thang a bottle at her lead, Deacon Rogers he oa ne to me; un!" sa k she fl worry throu i} “Wife is a comin’ id he, **1 really than gh; 3} colds we just as she used to do, havepoohed and al ms all have © "Twas 1 Than perish, some of "em say, i ian {in sue irregular way,” “ Your fo." wn i. "hall (X18 good CATS, ater and air, ¢ Ant his remesiic Haht an o doctors, bevand a doa n't have cured Mrs, Rogers without.™ “- 11 4) AlN LY w be % * his head; 2." he said; G Say. ed and The deacon smil 1 th h “Then you Ea Rian Cil's De fhe gray, a8 bowed ¥.i%% Deed Is I 10 Vi God bless you, doctor, good-day ! good-day ™ If ever 1 doctor that woman again, ll give hor mediome made by men, Sr ——— FAITHFUL UNTO DEATH. The fre burns cheerily en the hearth the great logs crackle and flare up the ide ohimney, up which it is my wont to say yon could drive » coach-and- fonr. I draw my chair nearer to it, with a shiver. “What a night!” 1 sti Pp he snowing ¥' asks mv wife, site to me, her books and work on le beside her. “Fast. You can scarcely see a yard before you.” ** Heaven help any poor creature the moor to-night I" says she, “ Who wonld venture out? It began snowing before dark, and all the people about know the danger of being be- night ** Yes. on But I have known people My wife is Scotch, and this pleasant house in the Highlands is hers. We are ryving VOLUME XI1V, Hditor and HALL, CE 00., PA. 5h l, 1881. in Advance. NUMBER 34, “1 ain't a deridin’ of "em," says John, “1 only says as how if they be so very clever I've never seen it." “ Ye wall, though, ye wull,” says old Donald, he hurries forward after Laddie, who has now settled down into a swinging trot, and is taking his way Oe 11 it part of the G8 d straight across the | bleak mq The cold wind almost cuts us in two, and whirls the snow into our faces, nearly blinding us. My finger tips are be coming numbed, ging from my 1 and beard, and my feet and legs are soaking wet, even through my shooting boots and stout leather War stelas hs dios mustael 15! leggings, 1 moon has gone in again, and the ght from the lantern we carry is barely nflicient to show us the inequalities in the } of the snow, by which we gat « pe th, I begin to had staid at heme, ** L'Aomme dispose,” 1 sigh weight are gt ossin mur i pose, Mm ts {a femme to myself, and I be whether I may venture give uj (which I have undertaken purely my wife, for I am hike John t believe in Ladd 11€ x i Lay ss fF niy, I hear a shout in gin to eonsider £4) 3 SORren snow with wand, lad 3 Oa i after pears t § AN and watches, leaving rest to us. What 1s it that appears { when we have shoveled away the snow? t A dark obj Is it a bundle of rags? | Is it ! was it—a human being { We raise it carefully and tenderly, and {wrap it in one of the warm blankets { with which my wife's o inl | had provided us. forethought ynsk- r the prostrate Dave expected Of the h shriveled, wrin I try to pour a \ ) some stalwart shephbe ® DOr, ragged old we brandv down { Oranay «af win sil 1118, bu over that of ie i ¥ Mh A 34 nt the teeth are so firmly clenched cannot, “et rl ome as quickly as may be, sir; the mistress will know better what 0 do fo her nor we do, if so be the r | creatare is not past help,” han, turning instinctively, as we all do in sickness or trouble, to woman's aid. So we improvise a sort of hammock of the blankets, and gently and tenderly the men prepare to carry their poo helpless burden over the snow, “I am afraid your mistress will be in bed,” I say, as we begin to retrace steps, “‘ Never fear, sir,” says Donald, wit a triumphant glance at John, *‘ the mis. tress will be up and waiting for She kens Laddie dinna bring us out © 3 5 i h m r SAVS our somewhat dull Mentally, I decide i that in the future we will only grace it with our presence during the shooting | season. Presently I go to the window and look out; it has ceased snowing snd through a rift in the clouds I see a star. ** It is beginning to clear,” I tell my wife, and also inform her it is hal’-past 11 o'clock } the side-table 1 hear a whining and seratehing at the front door. “There is Laddie loose agai'1™ savs 8, ‘Would you let him in, ear I did not like facing the ¢ old wind, but could not refuse to let th a poor ani- mal in. Btrangely enowgl, when I ned we door and calted him he wouldn't 3 81 come. He r and looks intu my f sce with dur entreaty ; then he rras back a ng round to see if Iam lowing ; and, finall'y, he takes my coat in his month and tries to draw me out. “Taddie won't come in,” I call out to my wife. “Un the contrary, he seems to want me 10 go out and have a game of snowball wish him.” She thre ws a shawl around ber and comes to the door. The collie was here befor @ we were married, and she is almost as fond of him, I tell her, as she is of Jac’, our eldest boy. “ Lad dia, Laddie!” she calls; “come in, sir.” He comes obediently at her call, b mt refuses to enter the honse, and purs’ ses the same dumb pantomime he has already tried on me. * X shall shut him out, Jessie,” I say. ‘2. night in the snow won't hurt him;" # ad. I prepare to close the door. * Yon will do nothing of the kind!” she replies, with an anxious look, * but you will rouse the servants at once, and follow him. Some one is lost in the snow and Laddie knows it.” I laugh. “Really, Jessie, you are shsurd. Laddie is a sagacious animal, no doubt, but I cannot believe he is as clever as that. How can he possibly know whether any one is lost in the snow or not?” ‘“ Becanse he has found them, and come back to us for help. Look at him pow.” 1.50% {O30 ¥y Lo aa few b en nls steps, look endeavoring to coax ns to follow him; he looks at us with pathetic entreaty in his eloquent eyes. “Why don't you believe me?” he seems to ask. * Come,” she continues, “you know you could not rest while there was a possibility of a fellow creature wanting your assistance. And I am certain Xaddie is not deceiving us.” What is a poor hen-pecked man to do? I grumble, and resist, and yield; as I have grumbled, and resisted, and yielded before, and as I doubtless often shall again, ‘Liaddie once found a man ir the t+ « W before, but he was dead,” Jennie says, as she hurries off to fill a flask with brandy, and get ready some blankets for us to take with us. In the meantime I rouse the servants, They are all English, with the excep- tion of Donald, the gardener, and I can see that they are scoffingly skevtical of Laddie's sagacity, and inwardly dis- gusted at baving to turn out of their warm beds and face the bitter winter's blast. “ Dinna trouble yoursels,” I hear old Donald say. ‘The mistress is right enough. Auld Laddie is cleverer than mony a Christian, and will find some- thing in the snaw this night.” “Don’t sit up, Jessie,” I say, as we start; ‘we may be out half the night on this wild goose chase,” ‘“ Follow Laddie closely,” is all the answer she makes, The dog springs forward with a joy- ous bark, constantly looking back to see if we are following. As we pass throngh the avenue gates and emerge on the moor the moon struggles for a moment through the driving clouds and lights np with a sickly gleam the snow-clad country before us. «It's like looking for a needle in a bundle of hay, sir,” says John, the coachman, confidentially; “to think as we should find anybody on such a night as this. Why, in some places the snow is more than a couple 0’ feet thick, and it goes agin’ reason to think that dumb animal would have the sense to come home and ask for help.” ‘ Bide a wee, bide a wee,” saysjold Donald. “I dinna ken what your Fnglish dogs can do, but a collie, though it has na been pleasing to Prov- idence to give the creature the gift o’ gpeech, can do mony mair things than em wad deride it.” “I'll never say nought about believ- “You were right, think there 11 iil striking his colors, and I was wrong; b should passes me !” As we reach the avenue gate patch one of the men for t who fortunately lives within a hrow of us, and hurry on mysel prepare my wife for what is She runs out into the hall to meet me. “Well 7’ & “We have I say, but she isalive or dead.’ My wife throws d KIVES It “You dressing-room, des the rev to 4 us n in s . roby be such sense 3 hh + 3 “ak wii L arly A8K8, cageniy. found a poor old woman," we do EnowW W x 3 tha I nether th an 2 will § r,” shesays,and nge she takes on me fo ticism. The poor old woman ried upstairs and placed in a bath under my wife fore the doctor arrives she hs some faint symptoms of life; so m) wife sends me word, Dr. Bruce shakes his head when he sees her, ‘Yoo | soul,” says he, “ how came she ! such a fearful night? I doubt sl received a shock which, at her age, she will not easily get over.” : They manage, however, fow spoonfuls of hot brandy and water 15 AS 8h tO itl { color flickers on her cheek, and the poor old eyelids begin to tremble. My wife raises her head and makes her swallow some cordial which Dr. Bruce has brought with him, and back among the soft, warm pillows, Dr. Bruce, as her breathing becomes more regular and audible. ment and warmth will do the rest, b she has received a shock from which, fear, she will never recover.” And so | saying, he takes leave. By-and-bye I go up to the rcom, and a us { aged sufferer. She looks at with tears in her eves, * Poor old soul,” ' she says, “I am afraid she will not rally from the cold and exposure.” I go round to the other side of the me scanty gray locks which lie on the pil- low are still wet from the snow. Bhe is a very little woman, as far as I can judge of her in her recumbent position, and I should think had reached her al- lotted threescore years and ten. “Who can she be?’ I repeat, won. deringly. *“8he does not belong to any of the villages hereabouts, or we should know her face, and I cannot imagine what could bring a stranger to the moor on such a night.” As I speak a change passes over her | face; the eyes unclose, and she looks inguiringly about her. She tries to speak, but is evidently too weak. My wife raises her and gives her a spoonful of nourishment, while she says, sooth- tingly: “Don't try to speak. You are { among friends, and when you are better you shall tell me all about your- self. Lie still now and try to sleep.” The gray head drops back wearily on the pillow, and soon we have the satis- | faction of hearing, by the regular res- | piration, that our patient is asleep. { “You must come to bed now, Jes- isie,” I gay. *“‘Ishall ring for Mary, {and she can sit up the remainder of { the night.” But my wife, who is a tender-hearted soul and a born nurse, will not desert her post, so I leave her watching and retire to my solitary chamber, When we meet in the morning I find that the little woman has spoken a few words, and seems stronger. * Come in with me now,” says my wife, “and let us try to find out who she is.” We find her propped into a reclining posture with pillows, and Mary beside her, feeding her. “How are you now,” asks Jessie, bending over her. “ Better, much better, thank you, good lady,” she says, in a voice which trembles from age as well as weakness; “and very grateful to you for your good- ness.” I hear at once, by the accent, that she is English, “Are you strong enough to tell me how you got lost on the moor, and where you came from, and where you are going ?” continued my wife, “Ah! I was going to my lad, my poor lad, and now 1 doubt whether I shall ever see him more |” says the poor soul, with a long sigh of weariness. “Where is your lad, and how far have you come ?” “My lad is a soldier at Fort George, pool to see him, and give him his old mother's blessing before he goes to the Indies.” And then, brokenly, with pauses of the little woman tells us her pitiful story, Her lad, she tells us, 18 har maining ehild Nhe had six he youngest, 1s the o not die of want during famine, He likely boy, the comfort an ther's heart, and the ining But a work, and RISEOTY, ong old WORN LOSS, ost cotton } i YOoars "listed." regiment and he ful regiment was ordered to India, and begging her to send h blessing, as he had not enough to carry him to liverpool to 'h i tl widowed ¢ 40 Aged Laer, relag say that “his if 0 money hie Y » of Be this one inst 00) i f ARENA, MOL Be 1 treme oon face, “ His name “He alter to come on and I dispateh my groom cart that he may bring hix out loss of time. As 1 return to him start, I meet Dr, use Poor old soul.” 2 BOUL, the honse after seei iruce leaving the he says, * her trou- bles are nearly over; she sinking fast her she will live till i womplis HL d age, 1 “cannot understand,” " Nothing is 1m answers Dr. Bruce: her.” I goin, but I find I my usual 1pations, are with the aged h and that draws me I O0CY ne tly 1] 0 upstairs, n f Aa presen nation pre Senco. As Dr. Dr Bruce savs 3 » 2} { She les back on 1V ZTaY lasps my wife's hand in as n ; : y wil id BODE 11 SAY, “My will not let me And at r my finger on my lip and tell and bring quietly. jut the me 1} ii ast wi ierself and stretehe “My lad! my lad I” he springs are clasped ri Ww great mi in other and so ain so. Then back on my ler, and her spirit is look- from heaven on the lad she d so de arly on earth. She lies in our little churchyard un- spreading yew tree, and on the stone which marks her resting place are words: ¢ Faithful unto Our Laddie has gained far- enown for his god works, and record of fi tale of which he is the hero he t my f our ever the death.” 3 lies a feet, watehfnl, faithful companion and friend.— Chambers’ Jour- nal, ———— How Easy it is to Die, “If I had strength to hold a pen, 1 would write how easy and delightful it is to die,” were the last words of the celebrated surgeon, William Hunter; and Louis XIV. is recorded as saying, with his last breath, “I thought dying had been more difficult” That the painlessness of death is owing to some benumbing influence acting on the sensory nerves may be in ferred from the fact that untoward ex- ternal surroundings rarely trouble the dying. Oa the day that Lord Collingwood breathed his last the Mediterranean was tumultuous; those elements which had been the scene of his past glories rose and fell in swelling undulations and seemed as if rocking him to sleep. Captain Thomas ventured to ask if he was disturbed by the tossing of the ship. “No, Thomas,” he answered, “I am now in « state that nothing can dis turb be more—I am dying, and I am sure it must be consolatory to you and all that love me to see how comfortably I am coming to my end.” In the Quarterly Review there is re- lated an instance of a criminal who es- caped death from banging by the break- ing of the rope. Henry 1V,, of France sent his physician to examire him, who reported that after a moment's suffer- ing the man saw an appearance like fire, across which appeared a most beantiful avenue of trees, When a pardon was mentioned the prisoner coolly replied that it was not worth asking for, Those who have.been near death from drdwn- ing, and afterward restored to conscious- little pain, gations at one time when nearly drowned were rather pleasant than otherwise “The first struggle for life once over, the wafer closing around me assumed the appearance of waving green fields. It is not a feeling of pain, but seems like sinking down overpowered by sleep, in the long, soft grass of the cool meadow.” presented in death from disease, sensibility comes on, the mind loses asphyxia. ca————— ing walk was told she looked as fresh as a daisy kissed by the dew. To which she futosenty my name right BY —Daisy; ow HE NIHILISTS, Oune ef Them Describes the Attempt to Blow tpthe Czar, The New York Heral communication from 1 {contains a long Hartmann, ow in this country, describing ning of the Moscow railroad and blow the « In nterprise he was assisted by Bophie tH ne attempt to nn £14 Y £ waky, who has sinee been executed it lode nin rss, who y Bt, Petersburg in and othars committed suicide fortress, Was prosecute Jd under many and they barely OR sovery by the mine caving i y of the street during a heavy { The i hie 1 ll i Ono in 110 push it as far bevon i BOCES the sup NATE Was not as Bary; ut P 5 4) large sl Id night before the explosion the COnspira tors celebrated it with a bottle of wine, Hartmann lows “The ni d of hind | } JinK throngh as it POU been \ 3 deseribes the scene as fol windows of our house are closed wered by thick draperies, leaving which a treacherous Hil d the seated i, Noy hie the MAA frou our gue: HO ¢ ne Wo nbers ol 1 their way Mp , Aro the midd x kit f Lhe shy i $0 0% 3 IWR CTOSsS Wise burns, casting tie nnd mall a greenish light, per ghastly to look at than corpse-like paleness o be flame burned long, dancing sha ceilings, oh gn unsteadily, sending lows on the walls and and this added still to astiiness of the picture. I she and distorted my face in same horrible, convulsive grimace [ h seen on the face of my friend Osins and three others whose hanging I ha witnessed, : “That is how I will look, then!" 1 exclaime d. ore +} wd p til aves ’ Cried my neighbor, t 18 too horrible.’ what impression our ghastly ' produced on the othe rs, tarily caught myself by the ian veal 100088 subdued iis ' deep than wild vultures, mua s, But I would ealmly rman who tre ads of $0000 000 of weir blood. a thousand dangerous ww. An ani m, perhaps twenty men, our barbarous des. potism has destroved thousands and thousands of lives and les the spark of liberty apd intelligence out of 90, 000,000 of other lives. But 1 hear the moral and virtuous reader remark, your attempt to blow up the czar many mnocent people might have suffered. That is trne. But to this we have to answer-—first, that as in all warfare so in our struggle against czardom, those who serve our foe are our enemies too: and secondly, that even if a few inno- cent lives should perish, this is a ne. cessity which no great war, no great movement for the freedom of mankind can escape. We deeply regret this necessity, But we are deeply and gratefully conscious of the fact that until now the Russian revolution has cost much less innocent vietims than other similar movements. We remem ber that during the great war which the American nation waged for the abolition of slavery, General Bherman was com- pelled, by the stern necessity of war, to sack the city of Atlanta, whereby hun. dreds of women and children perished indiscriminately. We consider ourselves happy that the Russian revolution has heretofore not been stained by one single drop of a woman's or a child's mnocent blood, ‘‘ And yet, in the eyes of many of my readers 1 shall nevertheless remain a eriminal, Those readers are exceed ingly moral persons. They shed tears VEN, i 1 imman beings athing n tl “or I consider s 1Mes worss and I ! wolf ora ad can kill five, whi ore Ian A le + 5 aa l I t t I ( $ 1 ie stil and pass whistling and humming a merry tune beside the misery of 90,000, - 000 bathed in their own blood by the monster in human shape they mourn over. They consider every attempt of a people to shake off a dastardly voke criminal, “ Be it 80. ut to those for whom of other nations to those true and best men, who are the honor, the strength and the hope of every people, let me What we As soon as our struggle shall have re be the first to welcome it. We shall be unspeakably happy to be at least able not to hate the chief of the State, our President, A republic in its present form does not, it 1¢ true, give every citi not banish social us well as political in But it teaches | him from the degraded state of a slavish brute to that of a self-conscious, liberty- proud citizen.” come poison oak, ivy, ete., is to take a handful of quicklime, dissolve in water, let it { stand half an hour, then paint | most aggravated cases. i THROCKMORTONS GHOST, © Denth of the Man Twenty-three mearaned, Major John Raine Throckmorton died a fow days ago on : XX) whi h he was sixty-five years of age, and had Whe Was Fallowed fav Years by un Weman a Mississippi planta ton had gone on a visit, served in both the Mexican war and in the war of the relx ion, bat it was not for that he was through Ken- i Joey naisays, ** it Her was Ellen Godwin, and twenty-three vears of her life wore passed in teaching the nu As early as 12 the pul i to talk of John 'lhrockmorton John Throckmo ghost.” Wherever John Throckmorton was seer ih shablily dressed girl followed alte him, dogging him with h his services in either in Louisville or As the OO woman," fan tueky. IIs Wiis 8a Late rtons * n 1 i r'esenoa, m like { IIRL 11 el in norning to walk street this shadow in dingy black appeared premptly at his heals, in womli, breathing to rved au intimation of her hin Th WOILAD ors until he then not a nor » who obs ckm at faithfully made iis wherever hung ni he want sought in ui privat chamin where i bars kept her back, rained pit Liforks Hade 5 UX Aretio, John on appeared not in public shadow was ele at with her presence, th his erime, t r than Fhrockn bat that Colds ath of the LL han O teach tuage was ever before hi reed abont ‘Throekme« : whispered HR hie d Hii “The w other voloe, “The wo HIV @lse, Bx clators, \ down the nan he rained,’ aan 3 according « testimony uth y public in the me delight, : cut her thr veil with a smile of “Kill me, John Throckmorton kiss me first, The man erless with awe at the re bearing of the woman and flees from her sight, but soon she is on his trail again, and it is the old, old sLory of “Throck: and his ghost.” At the of years a trial takes place in the ville chancery court. Ellen Godwin is charged with lunacy by John Throck- morton, and an inquest is held. The court-house is filled to overflowing, and the excitement 18 intense, The prose. cuting witness, with scores of other wit nesses to back Lim, tells the history of the long years that the accused has dogged his footsteps, After a while Ellen Godwin is placed upon the stand to tell her story. She was a girl but fifteen years of age, she says, whenshe first met this man Throck- morton, He sought her out at home, and she learned to love him, subseguent- ly fall A victim to his caresses. Even after this “I loved this man,” she said, “go passionately that I found the desire to be at his side irresistible. Ibegan to follow him upon the streets, solely be cause I loved him. He laughed at me and spoke sneeringly of me to his friends. He forgot the promises he had made me, and I forgot my love for him. Jefore 1 had followed about after him becanse I worshiped him, Now i de- termined to follow him because he had scorned me, and because I hated him as intensely as I had loved him. 1 sought to teach him contrition, but he was too proud to repent, too stubborn to seek my forgiveness, and I was too resolute to forget my purpose, and so day after day and night after night have I been upon his track. I have suffered and so has he.” Upon the oceasion of this trial Ellen (Godwin stood the examination and cross-examination of the counsel for the prosecution as firmly as she had carried out her purpose of teaching John Throckmorton that a woman scorned is a woman wronged. The jury, without leaving their seats, decided that the defendant was a sane woman, and the court promptly dismissed the peti * but becomes pow " 1 HAUS vi norion expiration twenty-three tl Lonis- mn IK or The trial, however, parted Throck- his ghost. Ellen Godwin declared that she had exposed her faith- less lover sufliciently, and gave up her intention to teach him contrition, Miss | Godwin wrote the history of the entire affair, and had been offered by a well- known publishing house §10,000 for the | manuscript, whieh upon his earnest ad- | vice she refused, and the book was never | published. Miss Godwin was quite a | ing magazines of the day. About a | year ago she died of consumption at her | home on Jefferson street, near Shelby. | She leff behind her a neat little fortune, | which passed into the hands of some of | ple. It has been stated that she was always shabbily dressed in her Throckmorton This : did inten tionally, because, as she stated to her counsel, she wanted her appearance to be reproschful as possible, John Throckmorton and Ellen Godwin both dead now, but this story of their lives 18 an exemplification of the fact that “truth is stranger than fiction.” Lad us are A A Philanthropist’s Mail, Mrs, Elizabeth Thompson, the well known philanthropist of New York, is constantly beset by applications for as sistance from all parts of the country and for a bewildering variety of ob jects, In an interview with a New ork reporter, she thus describes one morning's mail: This is my morn ing's mail, you see, and the first letter 1 opened was a request to buy a bell for a hundred miles away, 1 am daily appealed to for money to build churches, buy bells and or clergymen to means fow months’ vacation, their meager salaries, till I am lost in amaze- ment. i wonder why there not more i i One, why BO many creeds, why so many empty pews and few practical advantages! Now I believe in churches and the sacraments; essential to the of humanity, } fe Compr hig nd 11 of any different of worshiping and honoring our and the nece SRIlY Of sO many different to h i believe that greater good on earth and honor to holy would be attained if ne of these numerous churches were ed into school-houses or workshops GX over the pile of 1 for Li a church not Organs, for Or LO Increase assist i 14 are COIN AanIons BO I believe in all that is exaltation my Ii BO fntes eavYen., HAT fun elters and ications means wo ris of things, for a in ie Ie is tribute YOu & promi ¢ Lege" an asking ot have , he will receive benefits, ieago writes and savs that 54,000 to buy a grocery with, he had such a start he could upport himself and family.” from Missouri. A physician with » family and an income of §1,200 need of instruments, and hem at once. He ist of articles that 1 re. Here + Jecoturer, who the broad sending him lustrated views, ® 11 i } Behe surgical ndt is one invites field o about And by CIty, , “would I beso kin: odness provide as hie r hasband to 1 juently keeps i Lhe 4 more solicitations for NOWEPApers, These disposed of purse-strings ” or I' sustain 4 } nar 5 1 #1 Ad nanscam. B80 Wilh reach o chande 1 aud i nee quest or a I am L100 worse to To give, refuse ntinne ' fA Woman after all disgusted ug t ‘ good, because the "benefited is unworthy to ity a worldly caleulation, upuise of a grateful heart. fellow creature suffers is suf. reason for us to try to aid him, remembrance of that act is, 1 believe, ample recompense. ys 3 whatever tl done, 1 i UAL means, 0 become 0 is the I A Big Meteor, 1 of a meteor in the bay near d, from the description given The fal Goat Islan toa Call the water front, must have been a sight seldom witnessed by man, Heanng that an old fisherman had been on the bay near where the serolite fell, the re- porter looked him up and got the follow- ing story: “Yes,” said he, “I was near the place whi that meteor fell, and let me SAY right here, 1 don't want to be ther the next one comes down. I tell yon what, young man, I've been in a good many cl fornia, fighting gtizzlies and standing off Mexicans in "49, bat I never said my prayers as many times i second as 1 did vher that i or lit for the i DING, WAS going § the bay to the Oakland flats to , as I do most avery morm- ing. Well, when 1 got almost opposite the island, all of a sudden it got light that I thought the whole electric light business had exploded right over my head. I pulled for the island as 4] when Day 114 id A0TO SOL MY Des 80 horror of waking fish-bait of mysegt all-fired hot, and 1 looked around was just in time to see the grandest terriblest sight these old eves ever looked upon, Not ten feet from me the n» struck the water, It looked as large as a horse. When it struck you could have heard the hissing almost a mile. I never heard anything like it Almost as soon and and wetieor before, as and voleano think was bubbling a Young and the water steaming as though had brokem ont.” “Do you you could find the exact where the meteor struck #” asked the re- porter. “1 don't know, As as daylight came I went back to see how things lool ed, and found a number of dead fish floating around, 1 think it was about two hundred yards from the island, a little east of south. badly geared that TI can't BAY exactly “ How old are you, and what is your name "I was born in Maine in 1828, and my name is John Small,” answered the lone fisherman, The reporter called upon Professor Hinks at the State mining bureau. The professor was out of town, but it has been reported by several parties that the aerolite had been seen by quite a number of persons. Professor Davidson was also called This is, without doubt, one of the largest aerolites that has visited the earth for some time past. San Francisco Call, SOON I was so Feonomy is Wealth, “How much have I eaten now ?” in- quired Cauliflower at the hotel table to which he had been invited by a friend. “You are about half through I should judge,” was the reply. said Cauliflower,— Modern Argo, SCIENTIFIC NOTES, At the northern end of the Bay of Plenty, New Zealand, there was lately seen every indication of ap wetive sub- marine voleano lay telegraph wires underground, long-suffering character of the American people could not be better illustrated | than by pointing to the hideous poles | and wires that sare permitted to disfig- | ure the streets of our great cities, It bas been found by P. Hoglan that | calomel is slowly changed in the human | system by the action of water and the temperature of the body into corrosive sublimate, This decomposition is aided by the presence of eitrie acid, chloride of sodium or SUZAr, It is probable that very soon the southern part of the Territory of Utah will supply enough of antimony for i | five per cent, of antimony. | Drs. N. Gerber, P. Radenhausen, H. Vogel and I. Janke recommend to weigh rather than measure milk sub. mitted for analysis, For the determi- nation of the dry matter they prefer to coagulate the milk with alechol or acetic acid and dry without the addition of sand, What are the effects of different kinds of intelleetusl work on the cerebral cir culation? This question M. Gley, a French physiol ist, has attempted to answer by experiments made upon him. self. When he applied himself to a subject which he had a diffienlty in understanding thoroughly, and had, therefore, to concentrate all his ener- it, the rhythm of the heart was far more accelerated than when he took up some matter with which be was well acquainted. Fl1e8 upon Ihe transportation of monoliths of large size on rollers is by HO ImMeans new, as Lientenant-Colonel Woodthrope has told the London Anthropological insti- tute, on March 8, in a very interesting paper on the Nangami Negas, one of the tribes inhabiting Aseam, on the north. frontier of India. These people erect long blocks of stone, which are drawn up to the heights on which they stand, to commemorate the dead or notable event, *‘on sledges run- ng on rollers.” | § ¢ east me ni 1 some respocts the Angami differ from the other hill tribes of the district, They are better looking than their neighbors; they build their i on the ground and not on piles wood—the Khasias alone besides hemselves sdopt this practice— and y wear a kilt adorned with white ries, while all the other tribes of ras wear only a flap of cloth in front wehind, or discard the behind part ais UHM ——————— True Wealth, The demand to be rich is legitimate, Men are urged by their very natures to acquire command over the forces about them. Every man is born for improve ment; individual can stand still, either physically, morally, or in the matters of daily life and business. The true man craves advancement, not nee ¥in the mere ie ssesnion of dol. lars, but in enlarged knowledge, in- creased capacity to grapple with the forces of broadened views of life and its purpose, greater contrel over and faculties. The man the man of strength. no vil GREATS nature, his own ming of resources 18 nn | iy O 1 €X ga A in experience, pe, in energy, and in that quiet assurance which enables him to deal on even terms with men of every of ndition, The world is a tool chest, and that man is richest who can draw the great- comfort or happiness from oundings. The manly part is for each to do with might and main what he is best adapted tO accom- lish. Nature requires each man to food himself. Each man is a consumer; hence he should feel it his bonnden duty, either to become a producer, or assist rome one else in the legitimate work of produetion. No person can feel rich or strong or self-satisfied who has nothing to do. A pocketful of dol- lars would be no compensation for a C8t assistance, his surr { without the skill or training to use properly, is the merest bauble. A con. tented mind is a continual feast. | Povery demoralizes, yet a { debt is so far a slave. More distress arises from inordinate ambition to reach too far, to accomplish too much, to bear burdens bevond the strength of the individual than from canses, An absolute success in some humble undertaking is far more satis fying to the average man than a per ilons chase after castles in the air True wealth consists in pleasant sur roundings, and in that state of mind which seeks enjoyment and improve ma nt in logitimate channel. Grand opportunities, brilliant openings are not absolutely necessary to the man ho would seek true wealth, Specula- ruin and demoralize a thousand to one enriched, Many a man has money who is not | rich He who hoards and hides is not PH waessed of true wealth. They ghounld | have wealth who have the faculty of | administration, who can benefit whole neighborhoods by a little timely aid, who have the power to lead others to The truest charity consists in helping our fellows to sustain them- selves, not in making idle paupers of them. True content consists in paring our situations with those who worse off than ourselves, rather than instituting comparisons with those few who have superior advantages and p After all, true wealth is commonly an acquirement possessed ouly by those whose self-control and self-poise are in harmony with nature ut them. ER nan in avery who five eras men SUOCOSsSR, Com- are IRCKRKIONS, aly Is Chinese Beds, woth are arranged for a complete ing in by means of banging cur. The xpensive kind lis like a sort of cage, having a flat { wooden roof, just the size of the bed proper, supported at a height of about | eight feet from the floor on four corner there 18 a sort | work running around horizontally, [ above and below, so that when you are | in bed you are safely penned in a sort | of cage, and cannot possibly tumble The carving on these beds out, sometimes very rich, and they cost much; but the ordinary and cheaper kind is made of two frames of wood, shaped something like the skeleton of an old-fashioned ‘‘ settle,” which are stood up on the floor, facing each other. A mattress is placed on the projecting part of these frames, and a couple of slight sticks across the top; then curtains end hangings shut all in, and make it look as pretty as the taste and money of the owner are able. In- side there is a cotton guilt, laid on the mattress frame. The occupant of the bed lies on this, having a little roll of stufl for the head, and for covering a very thick cotton quilt. Our youth and our manhood we ow are due to ourselves. THE FARM AND HOUSEHOLD, Chloride of Lime, { that if chloride of lime be spread on | the soil or near plants, insects and ver- min will not be found near them, and adds: By its means plants will easily be protected from insect plagues by | simply brushing over their stems wit | u solution of it. It has often been no- | ticed that a patch of land which has been treated in this way remains relig- { iously respected by grubs, while the | unprotected beds around are literally | devastated. Fruit trees may be guarded | from the attacks of grubs by attaching | to their trunks pieces of tow smeared | with a mixture of hog's lard, and ants | and grubs already in possession will | rapidly vacate their position. Butter | flies, again, will avi id all plants whose | leaves have been sprinkled over with { lime water, i i | Liberal Use of Manure. J. Bridgeman, of the Elmira Farmers’ club, illustrates the value of the liberal | application of barnyard manure by the following story: A story of my early observation comes to my mind. When i I was eighteen years old my father was going away from the farm for a few days, and he gave me a task to perform in his absence. It was to draw out ma- | nure to a lot assigned. 1 had a young associate, Perry Stowell, to help me, but neither of us knew how closely the loads should be placed, so we drew seventy-five loads with a yoke of three year-old steers and one horse as our team, and when we had finished it was found that we had put all those big | loads on an acre and & half. That was | more than thirty years ago, but the ground that was dressed so heavily has in all that time never forgotten the ap- plication. If I plow it for grain I gets bigger crop than from any other like area in the field, it brings more oom, more grass; in faet, it feels that manure to this day, although [ eaunot suppose any of its substance is left. The fact is it made that scre and a half so much better than other land alongside that bigger crops were a matter of course, and the very fact of raising big- ger erops implies more refase matter to decayin the soil and so maintain fertility in the first place imparted, in this case, by the seventy-five loads of manure. There is always a stifler sod, stronger growth on that land, making it worth enough more to pay for what at the time was considered wasteful nse of the manure, American Sheep. It is a reproach to the farmers of America that we are compelled to import nuch of the wool with which to make our necessary wearing apparel. We want more and better sheep than we have ever had before, and instead of this being a market for foreign wool | the current should be turned the other way. The best we can do, however, it will be a long time before we can spare any of our wool in foreign markets, and, indeed, we may feel proud when our prodoction is sufficient to fairly meet the home demand, which it must be re- mented by emigration to our shores, while upon the other hand there is a corresponding decrease in the demand in the countries from which these emi- grants come, owing to the same csuse. One obstacle to a more general sheep- raising has beeu the seemingly depressed condition of the grool market for many years. In view of the fact, how- ever, that the losses of sheep dur ng the last winter were greater than of any other kind of stock, the gradually strengthening demand at the present time would seem to warrant the general belief that flockmasters will not have to accept mean compensation for their labor.— Drovers’ Journal, The So-Called Hog Cholera, If there is any ome subject upon which people have muddled ideas it is that of diseases of swine, and couse- quently if from any cause a number of hogs in a herd or neighborhood die in the same weck or month the statement is made and circulated that “cholera” prevails. The term is comparatively a meaningless one and is made to apply to any of a dozen symptoms, when in reality hogs do not have any disease that rightly could be called cholera; | hence when our farmers lose some of their hogs we hope they will investigate and see if the loss is not due rather to some mismanagement of their own than to any epidemic. | little to the loser by what name the dis- ease is called which robs him of the best of his herd, but no man in his right mind can suppose the hog becomes sick or dies from mere stubbornness, Some law of nature has been violated and nature's penalty, disease, follows Nature points unerringly to the fact that the hog as well as any other animal requires a variety of foed, and no greater mistake is made by breeders than con- fining him to corn day after day through- out the year. For fattening purposes nothing better than that can be pro- duced for the same money is likely to found, but for healthy, vigorous growth and making it is far from a perfect food. It is too carbonaceous for bone an animal cannot have vitality, activity or endurance. The unvaried use of it causes a feverish condition of the sys tem, constipation, suspension of growth, and a general debility which make the animal a ready and easy prey to other and more malignant forms of diseases. The Canadian and Yankee farmers do vot lose thoir hoes from cholera; with wme corn they fexd potatoes, pumpkins, waste apples, vegetables, oats, 8, barley, bran, shorts, millstuff, peas, oto, a variety that produces a remark. able growth of healthy hogs at a mini- mum cost. In the Western States, where farmers | raise hogs by hundreds, the most prac- ticable means of supplying a change of feed is to grow clover, beets and arti- { chokes. Rightly managed, either of these will yield on an acre an enormous quantity of food on which pigs, shoats and breeding animals thrive amazingly, with little danger of the numerous ail- ments that cholera is a handy but non- sensieal name for. Corn is goed, well nigh indispensable, but our farmers | will be Latter off when they fully real- lize that something else is better to | raise pigs on,— Kansas Farmer, Tousehold Hints, | It is said that if a few drops of oil | are put once a week into water tanks | mosquitoes will be prevented from | breeding in them. | If yon have no cellar, but have a well, { suspend the butter in a tin pail tied to | a rope, nearly to the bottom of the well, { and you will have cool, hard butter for | dinner, | A paste made of whiting and benzine | will clean marble, and one made of | whiting and chloride of soda spread and | left to dry (in the sun if possible) on | the marble will remove spots. A water keg or jug for supplying the | harvest men will keep the water much cooler if it is wrapped all over in sev- | eral folds of flannel or carpet. Water will keep much longer in the same way, ing them od man Mack With his two Harry sod Jack— Two eager boys whowe feet kept time 1 res loss fashion to this rhyme: Sharpen the scythe and bend the back, Swing the arm for an even traek; : Through daisy blooms snd nodding grass Straight and clean musi the mower pass. There are tasks that boys must learn, not found In any book Tasks on the harvest and haying ground, By wood and brook, When I was young but fow sould bring tito the fleld a cleaner swing. But you must take my place to-day, Cut the grass and scatter the hay, Bo sharpen the scythe and baud the back, fiwing the arm for an even track; Through daisy blooms and nodding grass Htraight and clean must the mower pass, Straight and clean is the only way— You'll find thet out In other things than cutting hay, 1 wake no doubt, Bo be sure through the nodding grass | Btraight and cles with your scythe to pass; | It is far better than any play To mow the grass and toss the hay, Ro sharpen the soyths and bend the back, Swing the arm for an even track; Through daisy blooms snd nodding grass Straight and clean mast the mower pass, Harpers Young Folks, And firs among the HUMOR OF THE DAY, How is it that the dresses ladies want to wear out are mostly worn indoors ?— Wit and Wisdom. An ente g book publisher is about to issue RE It will be devoted to tales, uery: Are the i ny in the glo agit) Yickases that the fire draws well? | The milkman evidently looks upon ‘his battered quart ss a messure of | economy.— Boston Travseripl, | A morsing paper remarks that * No man likes beiter to meat their butchers, — Lowiseille Cowrier Jour. A Chicago woman caught a burglar prowling around in her back yard one ‘night snd threw him over a high fence. | This seems to confirm the theory that American women are growing stout.— | Cincinnati Satwrday Night, | A Leadville man in one week was at- | tacked and scratched by a eatamonnt, | hurt by an explosion, had a boulder roli | down on him and stave in two ribs, and was kicked by a mule. And a lol | cditor remarked that he had *“‘been somewhat aunsoyed by circumstances | lately.” Some people don't believe in adver- 'tising. We have tried it, however. Yesterday we lost a roll of bills eon- taining shout $100. We judiciously ad- | vertised the loss in the paper, offering | & liberal reward for the recovery of the | money, and before the paper came ont | we found the k in 8 pocket that we hadn't investigated.— Laramie Boom- | erang. | “Bill! hey Bill! yer daddy wants i you!” “What does he want with me? {roars Bill, waist deep in the river. [ “Guess he wants to make ye a nice | cane,” howled Jack; * he's trimmi a hiekavy stick about, merely Fumutiing | Jame and does not | with, strikes out for a sand island a hundred yards from the Burlington | shore, — Hawkeye, | Do It Well It is not after sll so much what a man does ss how he does it. He ma | be a good mechsnic st sawing Eo 4 | and as such deserve credit. There is a scientific way to shovel gravel that | brings about the best results with the | least expenditure of energy. What- | ever honest occupation a man may from! choice or necessity engage im, : he deserves credit in ion as he | does his work well. It doubtless calls | for different talent to do some thi | than it does to do others; but any msn | who succeeds in getting to the head in {one vocation, bss dexonstrated = | probability that he may succeed in an- other. He has at least earned the right 'to try. He bas shown that he has cne | of the quslities netessary to success in any direction, viz, the quality of doing well what be is able to do. One of the gravest and commonest | mistakes of the young msn is the idea | that what he is engaged in is not worth {doing well. That idea well stuck to will beat any man young or old. No | one gains a right for higher work ex- | cept by the way of present duty well ‘done. We have known boys every way qualified to become g ics go through sn apprenticeship and scarcely know more at the end than at the beginning, simply because th were always going fo do some other ‘well. The present is the one every ‘time. Demonstrate your ability to do | something well and the ity to | advance will not be wanting. Noma | ever rose to sble distinction i | any other way.— American Machinist. : i How to Eat a Watermelon, | Instruction in eating watermelon is | given by the Baltimore American, which should be good authority, as it is pub- | lished in the melou region. The hotel | plan of cutting = watermelon like a tu- kip, and putting a lump of ice in if, is | condemned, becanse ice should never ' touch the pulp; but a burial of the un- | cut melon in ice for two days is wise, | Then cut lengthwise and eat between | meals. “People deal unjustly with this | fruit sometimes by eating a hearty din- | ner first, and then topping off with a | melon, aud then if a moral earthquake | sets up in the interior they charge it to | the melon. The watermelon was in- | tended as an episode—an interlude—a romance without words—a nocturne in rreen and red—not to be mingled with | bacon and greens. Its indulgence leaves a certain epigastrial expansion, but | this is painless and evanescent. The | remedy is to loosen the waistband and | —take another slice.” ny The Belle of St. Louis, The belle of St. Louis is in trouble again. The last time she was heard from she was about to bring a suit for breach of Jromise against Mr. Tilden, we believe, but was finally persuaded to discontinue it on the that she didn't know Mr. Tilden and he had never heard of her. Now she has been flirting with an actor belonging to an opera company, and according to his story exchanged letters and photo- graphs with him. Her brother and his friend invited the actor to weet them, gave him a thrashing, made him give up her photographs and undertook to @ por. suade him that he had been fooled by the young lady's laundress who had personated her mistress. But the actor declined the honor and stuck to his story. The belle of St. Louis is now out of town awaiting developments.— Free Press, a ————— Heavy Gambling. “ What is the biggest winnings you ever knew of?" I asked of an experi- enced New Yorker. “I have heard many fabulousstories,” said he, “ but I will Speak only of what I know. J saw Ben Wood, former pro- prietor of the Daily News, one night at a game of faro, a game made up of gamblers, win $125,000. He borrowed $2,600 from Judge McCann to begin on, and he went away with every pocket stuffed Fini Cheeks and bi The cigar seller in the gambling rooms told me that Wood that night smoked $70 worth of ci 2 “That is impossible.” “A fact, I assure you. He took cigars costing about $1 each, and lighting one end began in his nervous way to eat the other, and in aboat two minutes he would take a fresh one.” — Correspondent 8t. Louis Republican,
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