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,